SiD’s Sphere!!

First day at uiversity tomorrow and all of a sudden i’m not that excited anymore. The orientation yesterday was boring(ofcourse). The guy who i had been talking to for a week on orkut, turned out to be the one sitting right next to me.He had said that he’d recognize me but didnt. I was the one who greeted him when he raised his hand when the attendance was taken. He didnt talk after that. Making new friends is goin to be so difficult. I dont want to start that journey all over again.
Anyway, the hour after the orientation was nice. It was special and i’ll always cherish the little time that we have spent together in all these years. I really wanted u to say something that u didnt .But thinking of that time now still makes me smile.
I dont want to go tomorrow…and ammi even got an abaya for me. There’s definately going to be a huge argument tomorrow morning. I will not wear that!!! I have my own rules of modesty and they certainly dont include donning an abaya. But sometimes i wonder if all I’m really afraid of is becoming a social pariah. People in this society have such stereotypical views. Why are sometimes these small decisions so difficult at times?

First day at uiversity tomorrow and all of a sudden i’m not that excited anymore. The orientation yesterday was boring(ofcourse). The guy who i had been talking to for a week on orkut, turned out to be the one sitting right next to me.He had said that he’d recognize me but didnt. I was the one who greeted him when he raised his hand when the attendance was taken. He didnt talk after that. Making new friends is goin to be so difficult. I dont want to start that journey all over again.
Anyway, the hour after the orientation was nice. It was special and i’ll always cherish the little time that we have spent together in all these years. I really wanted u to say something that u didnt .But thinking of that time now still makes me smile.
I dont want to go tomorrow…and ammi even got an abaya for me. There’s definately going to be a huge argument tomorrow morning. I will not wear that!!! I have my own rules of modesty and they certainly dont include donning an abaya. But sometimes i wonder if all I’m really afraid of is becoming a social pariah. People in this society have such stereotypical views. Why are sometimes these small decisions so difficult at times?

First day at uiversity tomorrow and all of a sudden i’m not that excited anymore. The orientation yesterday was boring(ofcourse). The guy who i had been talking to for a week on orkut, turned out to be the one sitting right next to me.He had said that he’d recognize me but didnt. I was the one who greeted him when he raised his hand when the attendance was taken. He didnt talk after that. Making new friends is goin to be so difficult. I dont want to start that journey all over again.
Anyway, the hour after the orientation was nice. It was special and i’ll always cherish the little time that we have spent together in all these years. I really wanted u to say something that u didnt .But thinking of that time now still makes me smile.
I dont want to go tomorrow…and ammi even got an abaya for me. There’s definately going to be a huge argument tomorrow morning. I will not wear that!!! I have my own rules of modesty and they certainly dont include donning an abaya. But sometimes i wonder if all I’m really afraid of is becoming a social pariah. People in this society have such stereotypical views. Why are sometimes these small decisions so difficult at times?

First day at uiversity tomorrow and all of a sudden i’m not that excited anymore. The orientation yesterday was boring(ofcourse). The guy who i had been talking to for a week on orkut, turned out to be the one sitting right next to me.He had said that he’d recognize me but didnt. I was the one who greeted him when he raised his hand when the attendance was taken. He didnt talk after that. Making new friends is goin to be so difficult. I dont want to start that journey all over again.
Anyway, the hour after the orientation was nice. It was special and i’ll always cherish the little time that we have spent together in all these years. I really wanted u to say something that u didnt .But thinking of that time now still makes me smile.
I dont want to go tomorrow…and ammi even got an abaya for me. There’s definately going to be a huge argument tomorrow morning. I will not wear that!!! I have my own rules of modesty and they certainly dont include donning an abaya. But sometimes i wonder if all I’m really afraid of is becoming a social pariah. People in this society have such stereotypical views. Why are sometimes these small decisions so difficult at times?

First day at uiversity tomorrow and all of a sudden i’m not that excited anymore. The orientation yesterday was boring(ofcourse). The guy who i had been talking to for a week on orkut, turned out to be the one sitting right next to me.He had said that he’d recognize me but didnt. I was the one who greeted him when he raised his hand when the attendance was taken. He didnt talk after that. Making new friends is goin to be so difficult. I dont want to start that journey all over again.
Anyway, the hour after the orientation was nice. It was special and i’ll always cherish the little time that we have spent together in all these years. I really wanted u to say something that u didnt .But thinking of that time now still makes me smile.
I dont want to go tomorrow…and ammi even got an abaya for me. There’s definately going to be a huge argument tomorrow morning. I will not wear that!!! I have my own rules of modesty and they certainly dont include donning an abaya. But sometimes i wonder if all I’m really afraid of is becoming a social pariah. People in this society have such stereotypical views. Why are sometimes these small decisions so difficult at times?

First day at uiversity tomorrow and all of a sudden i’m not that excited anymore. The orientation yesterday was boring(ofcourse). The guy who i had been talking to for a week on orkut, turned out to be the one sitting right next to me.He had said that he’d recognize me but didnt. I was the one who greeted him when he raised his hand when the attendance was taken. He didnt talk after that. Making new friends is goin to be so difficult. I dont want to start that journey all over again.
Anyway, the hour after the orientation was nice. It was special and i’ll always cherish the little time that we have spent together in all these years. I really wanted u to say something that u didnt .But thinking of that time now still makes me smile.
I dont want to go tomorrow…and ammi even got an abaya for me. There’s definately going to be a huge argument tomorrow morning. I will not wear that!!! I have my own rules of modesty and they certainly dont include donning an abaya. But sometimes i wonder if all I’m really afraid of is becoming a social pariah. People in this society have such stereotypical views. Why are sometimes these small decisions so difficult at times?

First day at uiversity tomorrow and all of a sudden i’m not that excited anymore. The orientation yesterday was boring(ofcourse). The guy who i had been talking to for a week on orkut, turned out to be the one sitting right next to me.He had said that he’d recognize me but didnt. I was the one who greeted him when he raised his hand when the attendance was taken. He didnt talk after that. Making new friends is goin to be so difficult. I dont want to start that journey all over again.
Anyway, the hour after the orientation was nice. It was special and i’ll always cherish the little time that we have spent together in all these years. I really wanted u to say something that u didnt .But thinking of that time now still makes me smile.
I dont want to go tomorrow…and ammi even got an abaya for me. There’s definately going to be a huge argument tomorrow morning. I will not wear that!!! I have my own rules of modesty and they certainly dont include donning an abaya. But sometimes i wonder if all I’m really afraid of is becoming a social pariah. People in this society have such stereotypical views. Why are sometimes these small decisions so difficult at times?

……………………………………………………………………………………….and life goes on

but wondering where you are.

but wondering where you are.