Heyya Guys,
So as most of you know, we had to give in the student card and uni papers, a week from receiving the acceptance letter; it is why I decided to go and give them in today. However I realized that I didn’t have any good recent passport photos, so I asked mum to drop me off at the photoshop, before work. To cut things short a quarter of an hour later, I was at the P.V bus terminus. WHAT AN ADVENTURE:/
I asked the dispatcher for the 667 bus timetable and he said that it was to arrive in 15 minutes. (The 667 is a direct bus to University.) A quarter of an hour passed, and the bus didn’t show up… 20 minutes later a yellow THING came dragging by and I got on. It was one of the old buses, with only 3 windows, the driver’s and 2 other small ones. It took me half an hour to get to uni, and 5minutes to get the papers sorted out. So I was back on the stage waiting for the 667 AGAIN.
I sat down, and waited… and waited… and waited for the damn bus. I don’t need to mention the fact that I was sweating like a pig… and smelling like one too. After an hour of waiting, I just stood up and headed off to MSIDA like a complete fool (gay or what). 5 minutes later, I was sitting on another stage this time waiting for bus numbers 64/68/67… These buses usually pass every quarter of an hour or so, but not today… just my luck half an hour later the 64 passes by.
We advertise Malta, and we invite tourists to visit our country; yet on the other hand our transport facilities suck big time… the only reasonable possible way for tourists to travel is by renting a car or getting a taxi (unless they’re on strike of course).
One last thing f#*k the ozone layer, f#*k the green house effect and f#*k the air pollution, cause I can’t waste my life away on buses… SO I’M BUYING A CAR.
With Love
Plutyxxx
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Sunday, August 10, 2008
NOISUFNOC
Heyya guys,
For once, I’m not sure whether I should start the posting this way, I even considered “Dear God”, but as you realized I stuck to my traditional opening. I don’t even want to post this one, but I know that if I don’t do it, my blog dies. I wrote another entry a week ago and I didn’t have the guts to post it. Heh, yeah I’m a chicken.
I was talking to two friends yesterday and I realized that I’m not a fighter; there is nothing fighterish in me. If I’m faced with a prob… heh I flee, I panic, I let go. The real problem is that life is full of problems and I can’t keep avoiding them. That’s what this posting is about. I know I shouldn’t be writing about it, especially since anybody could read it, but I need to tell someone. HEH I realized that I freeze every time I talk about me, so I foundan other way to do that... writing.
I’m not happy with my A level results… I passed; I got okish grades and got into University. YET I’m feeling confused. I applied bdw B.A communications Theatre Studies; hopefully I’ll make it and become a journalist. Thing is in Malta journalists are rubbish, so let’s say I’m good enough and make it into the big world, than what. I've got cash to spend, I buy a house, I get a dog, I grow old, and then I die…….. ALONE.
I face God, he asks why should I let you in and I look at him and I say “I’ve worked at the Guardian” (which is farfetched in it self loool) anyways… and he looks at me and smiles. Then he goes “Sorry Carly (YES that’s my real name), but what have you done for others, to help?” and that is when I stammer, which is something I’m good at. Like doctors help others, lawyers help others, dentists help others, social workers help others… journalists make a name for themselves.
As time passes I feel more detached from people and from my dreams. I dream a lot and even though I deny it, deep down “I’m just a dreamer”, but day by day I see dreams walk past me, and other people’s dreams come through, and it hurts. I’m not envious, on the contrary I’m happy for them, but would it “spoil some vast eternal plan” if one of my dreams came through. I guess the failure of my dreams is the result of my second paragraph… heh, I don’t fight enough. I know I should, but I can’t help it. Call me an idiot or whatever loool… I spent the first 15 years of my life, believing that I could make it into the theatre industry (lame or what). I spent the first sixteen years of my life dreaming of becoming a lawyer and helping people but that didn't happen (not only the grades, I can’t take anymore stress …I just can’t). I could go on for ever: children, America all dreams down the drain. But now I got one dream… one prayer, which I can’t watch fade. Every day I’ve got the same prayer… the same cry and yet “nothing ever happens”. I’m not telling what the dream is cause if I do, you’ll be patronizing… AND I DON”T WANT THAT.
I’m gonna keep on dreaming, but I know that like all dreams this one is vanishing, but I’m desperately holding to the last straw.
Guys, writing this was hard, it took 2hrs and quite some tissues. Heh anyways I’m posting before I change my mind and cancel my blog.
With Love
Plutyxxx
For once, I’m not sure whether I should start the posting this way, I even considered “Dear God”, but as you realized I stuck to my traditional opening. I don’t even want to post this one, but I know that if I don’t do it, my blog dies. I wrote another entry a week ago and I didn’t have the guts to post it. Heh, yeah I’m a chicken.
I was talking to two friends yesterday and I realized that I’m not a fighter; there is nothing fighterish in me. If I’m faced with a prob… heh I flee, I panic, I let go. The real problem is that life is full of problems and I can’t keep avoiding them. That’s what this posting is about. I know I shouldn’t be writing about it, especially since anybody could read it, but I need to tell someone. HEH I realized that I freeze every time I talk about me, so I foundan other way to do that... writing.
I’m not happy with my A level results… I passed; I got okish grades and got into University. YET I’m feeling confused. I applied bdw B.A communications Theatre Studies; hopefully I’ll make it and become a journalist. Thing is in Malta journalists are rubbish, so let’s say I’m good enough and make it into the big world, than what. I've got cash to spend, I buy a house, I get a dog, I grow old, and then I die…….. ALONE.
I face God, he asks why should I let you in and I look at him and I say “I’ve worked at the Guardian” (which is farfetched in it self loool) anyways… and he looks at me and smiles. Then he goes “Sorry Carly (YES that’s my real name), but what have you done for others, to help?” and that is when I stammer, which is something I’m good at. Like doctors help others, lawyers help others, dentists help others, social workers help others… journalists make a name for themselves.
As time passes I feel more detached from people and from my dreams. I dream a lot and even though I deny it, deep down “I’m just a dreamer”, but day by day I see dreams walk past me, and other people’s dreams come through, and it hurts. I’m not envious, on the contrary I’m happy for them, but would it “spoil some vast eternal plan” if one of my dreams came through. I guess the failure of my dreams is the result of my second paragraph… heh, I don’t fight enough. I know I should, but I can’t help it. Call me an idiot or whatever loool… I spent the first 15 years of my life, believing that I could make it into the theatre industry (lame or what). I spent the first sixteen years of my life dreaming of becoming a lawyer and helping people but that didn't happen (not only the grades, I can’t take anymore stress …I just can’t). I could go on for ever: children, America all dreams down the drain. But now I got one dream… one prayer, which I can’t watch fade. Every day I’ve got the same prayer… the same cry and yet “nothing ever happens”. I’m not telling what the dream is cause if I do, you’ll be patronizing… AND I DON”T WANT THAT.
I’m gonna keep on dreaming, but I know that like all dreams this one is vanishing, but I’m desperately holding to the last straw.
Guys, writing this was hard, it took 2hrs and quite some tissues. Heh anyways I’m posting before I change my mind and cancel my blog.
With Love
Plutyxxx
Thursday, July 3, 2008
The 4 letter Word __ __ __ __
Heyya Guys,
What do Cinderella, Snow white, Sleeping Beauty, Beauty and the Beast and Aladdin have in common? Give it a wild guess… yeps they’re all cartoons, but there is something else… HEH the four letter word.
LOVE... Let’s face we kind of over use the word, don’t you think? We say it as easily as we say comb, dog, car, football. But what does it really mean? How do you realize that you’re in LOVE… Is it when you believe you could fly and touch the sun? Or is it when you can’t stop smiling? Heh OR is it just a game?
We’ve all heard stories of unrequited love and of heart breaking stories, which leave “lovers” in deep solitude and depression; yet, we all want this… THING. This is all due to the misconception that we’re superior to others and therefore immune to heartbreaks, but unfortunately we’re only humans.
We won’t ever learn the meaning of love, it’s abstract and debatable. But I have just one comment… if we want to strive for its meaning, we gotta stop looking at fairytales, cause Happily Ever After is just the end of another chapter. Who can assure me that Prince Charming didn’t beat Cinderella to death just as they got back from their honeymoon, or that Aladdin didn’t fall off the magic carpet and leave Jasmine with a lot of debt.
OKS we all have our love affairs, but great does that mean we’ve acquired LOVE…
With Love
Plutyxxx
P.S in this case love means friendship and care :p
What do Cinderella, Snow white, Sleeping Beauty, Beauty and the Beast and Aladdin have in common? Give it a wild guess… yeps they’re all cartoons, but there is something else… HEH the four letter word.
LOVE... Let’s face we kind of over use the word, don’t you think? We say it as easily as we say comb, dog, car, football. But what does it really mean? How do you realize that you’re in LOVE… Is it when you believe you could fly and touch the sun? Or is it when you can’t stop smiling? Heh OR is it just a game?
We’ve all heard stories of unrequited love and of heart breaking stories, which leave “lovers” in deep solitude and depression; yet, we all want this… THING. This is all due to the misconception that we’re superior to others and therefore immune to heartbreaks, but unfortunately we’re only humans.
We won’t ever learn the meaning of love, it’s abstract and debatable. But I have just one comment… if we want to strive for its meaning, we gotta stop looking at fairytales, cause Happily Ever After is just the end of another chapter. Who can assure me that Prince Charming didn’t beat Cinderella to death just as they got back from their honeymoon, or that Aladdin didn’t fall off the magic carpet and leave Jasmine with a lot of debt.
OKS we all have our love affairs, but great does that mean we’ve acquired LOVE…
With Love
Plutyxxx
P.S in this case love means friendship and care :p
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Sac Fest and Anna's B'day
Heyya guys,
It’s been quite a while since my last posting, ah well forgive… the muse of creativity abandoned me. Well it was quite a busy period with Sac Fest and TEFL. Well Sac Fest was really great, even though it was a hell lot of stress and fatigue got the best of us (or shall I say me).
Well I was really looking forward to it, I guess it showed cause I was dirtying my hands the same week I finished my A levels, (or shall I say a couple of days before that faithful day) oops to much detail there :p. Well speaking of Sac Fest I can’t forget all crew members, both lowers and uppers. I loved every sec of it, curtain coordinating, sound on stage, il-ftira mhuxtas-soltu, u lis- sorru:p. Ah wellllll, he only thing I didn’t miss was, guess what …….. WAKING UP in the MORNING loool.
I can’t mention SAC FEST and not mention our sponsor KERRYGOLD- not just mobile phones. If HENRY JONES JUNIOR and myself drink it… why shouldn’t you?
So that was Sac Fest 2008, let’s move to something else Anna’s birthday as well as my first swim. I woke up at 7 which was rather early considering that I had slept at 4 the night before. Anyways I went to my hairdresser and then straight off to Valletta, I was rather late… yet still early (heh). We arrived at Armier at around 2:30pm, we settled down and headed for the beach. To cut things short we went to mass, where we heard the story of the GARAR TAL HARAR and then PASTA NIGHT.
It was fun, but it was nothing compared to Anne-Marie’s stories “int MIGNUNA xplahh”. I laughed so hard I almost went hoarse, loool gravi. Anyways some of us went to sleep after that (i.e. 3 o’clock in the morning) others waited for the sunrise, but for some reason they slept 15 minutes before. Sunday morning I accompanied two of the residents (looool) to the bus stop, and then slept again.
At around 11 We decided to hire two paddle boats, which was awesome except for my blondeness heh (I forgot that the paddles are connected and paddled my ankle too IDIOT). Anyways we had lunch and relaxed for the rest of the evening, and then we bused it home.
SO that’s it I believe feel free to comment.
With Love
Plutyxxx
It’s been quite a while since my last posting, ah well forgive… the muse of creativity abandoned me. Well it was quite a busy period with Sac Fest and TEFL. Well Sac Fest was really great, even though it was a hell lot of stress and fatigue got the best of us (or shall I say me).
Well I was really looking forward to it, I guess it showed cause I was dirtying my hands the same week I finished my A levels, (or shall I say a couple of days before that faithful day) oops to much detail there :p. Well speaking of Sac Fest I can’t forget all crew members, both lowers and uppers. I loved every sec of it, curtain coordinating, sound on stage, il-ftira mhuxtas-soltu, u lis- sorru:p. Ah wellllll, he only thing I didn’t miss was, guess what …….. WAKING UP in the MORNING loool.
I can’t mention SAC FEST and not mention our sponsor KERRYGOLD- not just mobile phones. If HENRY JONES JUNIOR and myself drink it… why shouldn’t you?
So that was Sac Fest 2008, let’s move to something else Anna’s birthday as well as my first swim. I woke up at 7 which was rather early considering that I had slept at 4 the night before. Anyways I went to my hairdresser and then straight off to Valletta, I was rather late… yet still early (heh). We arrived at Armier at around 2:30pm, we settled down and headed for the beach. To cut things short we went to mass, where we heard the story of the GARAR TAL HARAR and then PASTA NIGHT.
It was fun, but it was nothing compared to Anne-Marie’s stories “int MIGNUNA xplahh”. I laughed so hard I almost went hoarse, loool gravi. Anyways some of us went to sleep after that (i.e. 3 o’clock in the morning) others waited for the sunrise, but for some reason they slept 15 minutes before. Sunday morning I accompanied two of the residents (looool) to the bus stop, and then slept again.
At around 11 We decided to hire two paddle boats, which was awesome except for my blondeness heh (I forgot that the paddles are connected and paddled my ankle too IDIOT). Anyways we had lunch and relaxed for the rest of the evening, and then we bused it home.
SO that’s it I believe feel free to comment.
With Love
Plutyxxx
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Updates about my life (or lack of it) :p
Heyya guys,
So this is the moment I’ve been waiting for, exams are OOOOOOVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEERRRRRRR, yeah I’m overjoyed... Do you blame me? Not studying is awesome, yet I must admit that it turns out to be rather boring sometimes. Well most of my friends are still immersed in exams, so our outings are pretty much limited.
Just wanna wish my m8s all the luck for the remaining exams… you’ll do well guys.
I’m spending quite some time at school right now, cause of SAC Fest preparations and all… whilst we’re at it, may I remind you of SAC FEST 2008!!!! BE THERE. Well we’re still putting up the stage… cause I must say crew is really FJAKK this year (sry about the manglish but I couldn’t find a more appropriate word). I don’t wanna sound all negative mind you, cause there are some members who work their arses off (well girls mostly :p).
Guys I need a favour, if any of you know of a market or shop or stall or whatever, which sells lives let me know cause DAMN I need one badly.
Well that’s ALL that’s happening in my life (not much uff), feel free to leave your comments… you can also access this blog from google… HOW POSH!!! :P.
With love
Pluty xxx
So this is the moment I’ve been waiting for, exams are OOOOOOVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEERRRRRRR, yeah I’m overjoyed... Do you blame me? Not studying is awesome, yet I must admit that it turns out to be rather boring sometimes. Well most of my friends are still immersed in exams, so our outings are pretty much limited.
Just wanna wish my m8s all the luck for the remaining exams… you’ll do well guys.
I’m spending quite some time at school right now, cause of SAC Fest preparations and all… whilst we’re at it, may I remind you of SAC FEST 2008!!!! BE THERE. Well we’re still putting up the stage… cause I must say crew is really FJAKK this year (sry about the manglish but I couldn’t find a more appropriate word). I don’t wanna sound all negative mind you, cause there are some members who work their arses off (well girls mostly :p).
Guys I need a favour, if any of you know of a market or shop or stall or whatever, which sells lives let me know cause DAMN I need one badly.
Well that’s ALL that’s happening in my life (not much uff), feel free to leave your comments… you can also access this blog from google… HOW POSH!!! :P.
With love
Pluty xxx
Sunday, May 11, 2008
boredom
Heyya Guys,
I’m sitting at home, my parents went to café. Well, I was going too at first, but then I felt the urge to be ALONE. I dunno why, like my alone time isn’t lacking or anything, far from it… but I noticed that going with them wasn’t what I really needed.
BDW speaking of Mum, HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!!!!
A couple of days ago I started watching rent AGAIN, heh but due to exams and other similar S##T I didn’t manage to get to the end. So I decided to hit the play button and enjoy the Finale (which is the part that makes me cry… every single time). So I cried and cried and cried. And now I’m here, extremely bored and annoyed… and sorta regretting that I didn’t join my parents.
Thank God that my exams will be over in less than a week and it’s quite a light one compared to the last. Thinking about it makes me PUKE… Get the picture? I hope so, cause I’m not gonna write about it. Heh you might get too sleepy and decide to delete the link off your Favourites. It is included in your Favourites RIGHT?… GUYS em what are you waiting for?//?…
Anyways!!! I really hope you’re having a better time than “MOI” – there goes my French hehe :p (just for the record, I only remember a couple of words, so don’t be too impressed).
So I’m off for now, cause I got a mission. AIM: find something to keep me occupied.
With Love
Pluty xxx
I’m sitting at home, my parents went to café. Well, I was going too at first, but then I felt the urge to be ALONE. I dunno why, like my alone time isn’t lacking or anything, far from it… but I noticed that going with them wasn’t what I really needed.
BDW speaking of Mum, HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!!!!
A couple of days ago I started watching rent AGAIN, heh but due to exams and other similar S##T I didn’t manage to get to the end. So I decided to hit the play button and enjoy the Finale (which is the part that makes me cry… every single time). So I cried and cried and cried. And now I’m here, extremely bored and annoyed… and sorta regretting that I didn’t join my parents.
Thank God that my exams will be over in less than a week and it’s quite a light one compared to the last. Thinking about it makes me PUKE… Get the picture? I hope so, cause I’m not gonna write about it. Heh you might get too sleepy and decide to delete the link off your Favourites. It is included in your Favourites RIGHT?… GUYS em what are you waiting for?//?…
Anyways!!! I really hope you’re having a better time than “MOI” – there goes my French hehe :p (just for the record, I only remember a couple of words, so don’t be too impressed).
So I’m off for now, cause I got a mission. AIM: find something to keep me occupied.
With Love
Pluty xxx
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Shame
Heyya Guys,
Today, I spent an hour looking at the mirror (I was not being vain), and you know what… I couldn’t believe my eyes. I didn’t realize how much I’ve changed… but now I know. I’ve always hated prejudice… In fact, I’ve always considered all humans my equals. Or I thought I did.
You guys know by now how much I hate self-centered snobs, who think only about themselves and who think that every one is below them. Till know I’ve always thought that these people only existed in the posh groups who attend SAC. Well I was literally disgusted when I realized that I’m not really different from these guys.
I admit that I pass lame comments about people living in the South. So before continuing this post, I must officially apologize to any one I’ve offended, guys I love you, I’m half South and proud of it. But that’s not why I’m writing today. I’m sure that you all know by now that I always attended church schools, and I guess unknowingly this affected my perception.
I owe ‘all my knowledge’ (not much hehe) to my parents, cause it’s only thanks to them that I could pursue my studies. However sometimes I forget Dawain’s theory and believe that I’m some what superior… BULLSHIT, I’m just luckier.
If you’re thinking that I’m exaggerating and that I’m being hard on myself please stop. I’m so ashamed guys… I actually looked down on someone. I won’t go into details… but I did. I didn’t notice at first, cause I masked it with other fake judgments. But we all look down on people (at least one time in our life); the problem is that I actually can’t do anything to change this…
I don’t know why I’m writing this… I guess I felt that you have a right to know.
With Love
Pluty xxx
Today, I spent an hour looking at the mirror (I was not being vain), and you know what… I couldn’t believe my eyes. I didn’t realize how much I’ve changed… but now I know. I’ve always hated prejudice… In fact, I’ve always considered all humans my equals. Or I thought I did.
You guys know by now how much I hate self-centered snobs, who think only about themselves and who think that every one is below them. Till know I’ve always thought that these people only existed in the posh groups who attend SAC. Well I was literally disgusted when I realized that I’m not really different from these guys.
I admit that I pass lame comments about people living in the South. So before continuing this post, I must officially apologize to any one I’ve offended, guys I love you, I’m half South and proud of it. But that’s not why I’m writing today. I’m sure that you all know by now that I always attended church schools, and I guess unknowingly this affected my perception.
I owe ‘all my knowledge’ (not much hehe) to my parents, cause it’s only thanks to them that I could pursue my studies. However sometimes I forget Dawain’s theory and believe that I’m some what superior… BULLSHIT, I’m just luckier.
If you’re thinking that I’m exaggerating and that I’m being hard on myself please stop. I’m so ashamed guys… I actually looked down on someone. I won’t go into details… but I did. I didn’t notice at first, cause I masked it with other fake judgments. But we all look down on people (at least one time in our life); the problem is that I actually can’t do anything to change this…
I don’t know why I’m writing this… I guess I felt that you have a right to know.
With Love
Pluty xxx
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