Yargh

Well, things are still at a head here…I din’t go to school today…when I woke up at 6:30 a.m I was aching all over and it felt like I had been asleep for about 4 mins instead of 4 whole hours…so I decided to stop being so over-efficient (TT to chij and niqabi), and have a real holiday to study my ass off. The weekend was completely unproductive, what with my cousin’s staying over, my dad’s birthday, so I felt kinda guilty…anyway, if any of this makes sense…I missed school because I was over-burdened with study. Neways, I’m even more tired than I was this morning. Both my sister and the maid HAD to choose this day to get temperatures…so the maid left, my mom left to get my other sister from her university, and I was left with a moaning, groaning 10 year old who was bored to death and had a 100 temperature. On top of that, there was this crummy assignment I had to do…the play we’re doing in literature rite now has 3 characters, no storyline, no plot, no conflict whatsoever…and the most frequent word in those 90-somehting pages is ‘Pause’. After every dialogue there’s a pause…questions are not answered, one of the characters is insane….the action involves one character chasing another with a vacuum cleaner, then asking how he is….and nothing happens! This is called, in literary terms, the ‘theatre of absurd’ and is supposedly very difficult to write. Another example of such a play is ‘Waiting for Godot’…it’s very funny if u read it but its simple, pure, unadulterated ABSURDITY….here’s what happens in the end: VLADIMIR: Well? Shall we go? ESTRAGON: Yes, let's go. They do not move. Curtain. And this is the end of the first act and the second act of this two-act play. Sometimes these two try to hang themselves, but then realize they don’t have any rope, sometimes they eat carrots, and all they’re doing is waiting for Godot, and Godot never comes. It’s a sad, sad world.

Blog of Absurd

It’s just another of those all too usual times…everything’s coming to a head; hurricanes, homework assignments, fights, boredom, tiredness, heat, humidity—all in all, not a very comfortable life. Too many things going on at the same time. Now there’s one hurricane in America, destroying New Orleans, and the demmed government not giving it half as much importance as they wud have if Katrina had struck Hollywood. Or any other city where rich and white Americans lived. And now there’s Rita, destroying Texas and plunging not only America but the whole world into possible recession because it also got the oil reserves. I hate Christopher Columbus, the Queen of Spain, the man who invented large ships, and the whole blasted American system! I wonder…I kno they give these hurricanes women’s names cuz they think that women are fierce and unpredictable n all that stuff…I just wonder how long it wud be b4 they start giving them Muslim women’s names? How will they blame Muslims for all this? Ha ha ha…. It’s a sad, sad world…

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Urk….the last post’s so stale it’s destroying my blog…I guess another one is due to sit on top and be the blog’s heading for a few more weeks or so… Life’s just been a muddle lately….and whenever I remembered my blog I simultaneously remembered a thousand other tasks that were just as urgent as updating, so u can guess which one I picked…the real world over the virtual any day(almost). Anyways, I went to this comedy play yesterday, called ‘Run for Your Wife’….one of the wives was played by a classmate-type friend whom I had known for quite a few years, so I had a pass and a promise to fulfill(she wanted me to come, for some inexplicable reason). The play was good at first, with the practical and aggressive wife(that’s the one) having the red side of the stage, and the romantic and fuzzy-headed one occupying the blue, not knowing abt each other. The actors were brilliant, no one can say anything bad abt that, especially the guys who had more of the really hilarious parts. What with the heejra rushing in at inopportune moments, and one wife fainting and the other trying to get her husband into bed, it was pure slapstick comedy. But of course, it had to get all vulgar and lewd near the end…no, ppl can just not produce a play without having to drag homosexuality and other related topics into it. No wonder they said 12 year olds were not advised to see the play *sigh*…and I had to bring my 10 year old sis along…thank God she was too busy laughing at the funny actions to notice dialogues like ‘Me, homosexual? I’m having troubles being a decent homosapian!’, ‘I’M NOT GAY!!!!!!!’ and ‘Why are u acting so strangely?/It’s frustration, let’s go!’ Uh-oh…I think I just typed a post too sick to be better than the stale one…but it’s all I have to relate if I dun want to go on whining abt the same things over and over again. Anyway,ummm…just ignore all the silly stuff,it’s almost twelve now, so I’ll wish chij bachee a very very very VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!(in advance) Congrats, sweetie! Now that u’re of age u can just get your driving license and take us around Lahore all day! :D luv ya *muah*