Boarder life

My dad just announce something that goes a lot like "So, we're going back to Malaysia this summer" when there was this quiet tension going on to break the ice of our reactions. But yes, me, my young sister and my parents are coming home. Perhaps stay there until the holiday is over which is the 2 months. I know it's a whole lot, but the clock keeps ticking on the holidays. Example, my spring term is over and i'm coming back to school this Monday. Which means that i need to sleep early for the next 3 days to get that timing back again. -Back to the story, just when my dad said that, straight on top of my head a light bulb appears saying "What am i going to do there?". I hope you guys are going to summer vacation holiday because i am. So see you around

10:39 p.m (Qatar) Pray

If

Parents, no matter how they look like, how they act like and even how nicest they are, there's still one thing that all of them have in common - and that is to say the stuff that children should and should not do. One of them is you should study, you tend to get this a lot mostly from Asian parents but that's just my theory. Sometimes when they say to get off the notebook and start with papers and pencil work. They would say, "What do you wanna become when you grow up if you are still on the laptop?" - and although this seems like a question to be answered but it's not, when the parents aren't expecting an answer but instead an action. The action is you getting you butt out of the seat and go to your room to study. But what IF? What if we answer that question? then you'll see a terminal in their brain of saying what should i reply to my child?.

3:14 p.m (Qatar) Off to study

Australia!

Everything about it is amazing, the places, the people, the stuff that they do and how they are seriously friendly. I am just into Australia because i have been watching "Masterchef Australia" this past few weeks. For those who don't know what is Masterchef Austrlia, it's a cooking TV series for amateurs cooks can accomplish/drive to their dream of becoming a Masterchef. Watching this reminds me of my love of cooking, how in Year 8 i actually had cookery lessons and boy was it great. But sadly Miss Dimmock, our cookery teacher had to go because she was retiring. So since then, the sauce pan hasn't been heating, instead has been a piece of furniture. Now i have got a bunch of recipes to try on, and just hoping i gained back that guy who's name is Azaim and loves to cook.

Nothing to talk about really

So this holiday, i have been up to waking up at 10:30 a.m each day, studying *so that my ears wouldn't bleed by my parents nagging about it and because i have got nothing to do the whole day and lastly, surfing. Well of course not surfing the waves since they don't got any here in Qatar but, the web. It's been a lot of Facebook, Tumblr and Twitter logging in. I can't be mad at myself but a country which has a hot temperature you can't do that much can you outside. I am actually active just the physical conditions that backs me down. 1 week left of holiday, that is 7 days, 168 hours, 10080 minutes and 604800 seconds of constant inhalation and exhalation.

I hope you guys have a great day and i'll see you soon

9:56 p.m (Qatar) Not heading to bed