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** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** This is just a flow of words from my fingers. I just jot down the words that come to my mind. This might have many grammatical, punctuation and other errors, please help me correct those if you find any.   Thank you kiyasama for the lovely banner! Please read these two entries if you are new to my blog:"Invalid Entry"  "Invalid Entry"
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See what GabriellaR45   gave me. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** I'm so glad to get this. I'm still not very well, and I'm not being able to study at all, because chores make me so tired I can't stay up at night. My alarm rings at 5 AM but I don't get up. Lazy me! |
| I hate myself! I really do! Allah allmighty, what exactly am I being punished for? I never intend to hurt or harm anyone in anyway, then why me? Paralysis is not new. But yesterday, I got paralyzed in the car! My foot is really bothering me for some days, but I have to cope up with it, cause brooding about it won't get me anywhere! My foot is still swelled up like a drum, and I spent quite sometime in my washroom, weeping behind the lingering sound of water from the shower, because I couldn't take the pain anymore. No, I'm not saying all these to catch everyone's attention, I don't want people to say oh, poor thing! I just need prayers, my friends. I don't go to college, because it's very far from home. I can't visit my friends even if I feel like running to them, cause I can't travel alone. I can't go to my tutor on time because I don't get my car on time. This is the only place where I can come, and travel through the whole world on my own. Even if my foot ceases to work, and I have to balance my whole body only on one foot, still, my hands work, and I can at least type. I know I have to be positive, but why always me? Why am I the only one to do all the sacrifices? Only because I can't walk without a walking stick? Last sunday, I went to my tutor without my stick and dropped down on the road. People just turned around and looked at me like I'm an alien! It's not easy to keep on smiling with a constant hammer inside my body. But I have to do that, because my nephew and niece depend mainly on me. If I don't feed them, they will never eat properly, if I don't play or teach them, they'll feel sad, if I weep in front of them, they'll feel bad. My family is very supportive and also sensitive about me. My mom will start wailing if I weep, my dad'll go crazy if I get hurt. My brother will wipe any obstacle that comes in my way, my sisters will even give up their life for me. Still, I sometimes curse my parents, cause it's because of them I'll have to stay crippled for my whole life. They didn't give me proper treatment when there was time. I know I'm much better off than many of my siblings, but I wanna play outdoor sports like my other friends, I wanna jump, run, climb up the stairs. I wanna go out alone. I wanna go on picnics with my friends, I wanna wear heeled shoes...and I wanna walk WITHOUT THAT GOD DAMNED STICK! I wanna get a nice look, like many of my friends, but I'm not pretty! I wanna wear anklets, but I can't. I wanna be tall, but I'm not! The only thing I can do now, is study hard. But I can't pull up my grades even if I try to, cause I did not do so well in my Jan 07 exams. The highest grade I can get in economics, is B. Wish I had an A. I can feel tears welling up in my eyes as I type. Maybe tears is all I have left for myself now. I feel surprised when I think that I used to be a straight A student once, and now....How would one feel to see their grades falling from 98 to 34? Patience .... let me see what patience can do now? Sometimes people ask me, why don't you feel romantic towards anyone? Romance and me? Huh! Loving someone would be like ruining his life, how can I do that? Dreams ... Ambitions ... Love....No no, no way! A caged bird can only wait for death. I was supposed to die in my mom's womb, then why didn't I? So that God almighty can play a joke with me? Take a shower, and go to the study...I can't do anything else. Grades? Will grades mean anything to me? I wanna be a teacher in future... can I be one? One thing is definitely true: NO MATTER HOW HARD I TRY, A CAGED HUMMINGBIRD CAN NEVER FLY! |
| Today is the first of our Holy Month, Ramzan. Starting from today, (a bit earlier than us in Saudi Arabia and some other countries), muslims will fast from dawn to dusk until mid October. My family does not let me fast, because sometimes I have to take medicines. While fasting, we are not allowed to eat or drink anything. We eat a meal in the middle of the night, (at around 3 AM). This meal is called the Sehri. We are allowed to take this midnight meal from 3 till the morning prayer time, which is usually around 4:40 AM. We have to say a special prayer before Sehri. Then, when we break the fast right after sunset, we have to take Iftar (the fast breaking meal) after saying another special prayer. (Sigh! Wish I could fast, but my Mom will never let me, because fasting is fatal for me. If I fast, my body temperature goes a lot below normal. My dad, who's a pharmasist, says this is a sign of low blood pressure. Can anyone tell me why this happens? Because I suffer from this even in winter.) Moreover, I'm seriously dehydrated. I didn't know about this, but doctor found it out when I went to visit her a few months back. So....always keep on drinking water! I was born premature, and was really underweight, so my mom was afraid to give me any sort of vaccine. No more injections for her, please. She'll have to suffer for one injection. It is true, that because of an injected medicine I'm suffering now, but how can I forget that the same medicine had saved my life? I have a friend in my tutor's place, who's really pretty. Damn, I wish I had that height and hair. Her name's Karishma. She teaches her neighbour, and earns a fortune. I had done the same after my O levels, I'll write that in some other entry. I have shoulder- long hair, and my dark brown eyes are shielded by glasses. I look a lot like my Mom and my brother. But I'm not tall. I was talking about Karishma and her student with my sister today. She reminded me that I can't think of those things, because now I have to depend on a walking-stick, and my dad or elders has to accompany me when I go out. I'm not allowed to go out alone, because the pain or paralysis can attack me anytime. I was in heaven for the first 12 years of my life. There was no continuous pain, and I could score 90 up in class. But from 1998, till now, my grades cannot be what I want them to be. THANKS A LOT TO MY FOOT!  After my A levels, I'll get students who'll come to my home. No one has any objection to that. My sister got me two new dresses today. one is red-green, the other blue-pink. Anyways, gotta go, see you later, blog. |
| Didn't write in my blog for ages. I was worried about my results and everything else. I have exams coming up in January 08, the last sitting of My A level exams. Then if Allah wishes, I'll be in university. I was doing a little single entry in accounting. This man, Dipak kotecha, commenced business in January 2003, and I had to prepare his trading account and balance sheet. Grr, perhaps the balance sheet did not match, I'll do it again. Newspapers - I always like reading them. The political situation of my country is not so good these days. The main political leaders are arrested. Have you ever heard of kids who adore chili, but not chocolate. I have read three features in newspapers about kids who eat chili instead of chocolate. None of the kids are more than 2 years old! Man! That's hot! I am doing reviews that I give as prizes from my raffle. I'll try to write a static item soon. |
| Got a very good accounting tutor, have to cut my day in segments now. I always like creating a balanced equation for my work. Some time for browsing through WDC, some time for kids (my nephew and niece), some time to do the laundry, some time to dress up, cause my family members love to see me tidy, and a bit decorated. Even I love wearing ornaments and nice dresses. Another thing I like, is keeping within a budget. My choice and preferences are never too high, nor too low. I'd love to spend two notes (five hundred taka each) for a dress, purse, ornaments, toys, food, stationary....I always like cutting my coat according to my clothes. I'm busy with my raffle's round three. Does anyone have a sig shop or review forum which needs promotion? Please contact me. I'll try to help you. Also, please go through my 100 gps sig shop, maybe I have something you might like. |
 My results are coming up on the 16th of August, don't know how I'm going to do? Good or bad? Well, Only Allah Allmighty can tell that! I sometimes really wish to learn more languages like German or French. I have five cousins who are half german, half bengali. (My uncle is a bengali, but aunt Stephanie is a german architect.) One of my cousins, Jorina, came for a visit last Sunday. She's a lovely 12 year old, and curious about everything. She can't speak in English fluently yet, knows a bit of Bangla, though. She can communicate with us, but the only language she knows well is German. So, we still have a bit of problem talking with her. Well, hope she'll learn more bangla in the next 60 days. I love the Artist's galore group (Mel and Trish, please help me be more active with this). The Angel Army, rising stars awardee group, PWW group, well, I love this site because I can do lots of things other than writing here. Thank you kiyasama for this sweet little trophy! ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
| The sky was mourning since yesterday morning. Heavy downpours created severe floods in many parts of my country. More than forty families were moved to rescue centers in some districts yesterday. Students... doctors.... service holders... nobody could work properly. Watching a nice drizzle from a cozy home is quite pleasant, but too much rain means pain for some people. Thanks to Allah, my city is not flooded. Monsoon is called the queen of seasons in my country. The sky wears a dark grey coat, which would definitely remind a man of his fiancee's wavy, black hair. Many poets and singers have praised monsoon in many ways. There are many famous poem and songs portraying monsoon. Rabindranath Tagore, the Nobel Prize winner poet who wrote the national anthem of Bangladesh and India, has a huge amount of poems about seasons. Tagore had recieved the Nobel Prize in literature in 1913, for his famous book, Geetanjali. In Bangladesh, June 15th to August 15th is Monsoon. There are different colours for different seasons. Now, if one travels in the streets of Bangladesh,People wearing blue and Green outfits will catch their eye. This is a very lucky season for umbrella sellers! Rubber slippers are very cheap, but it is something one can't do without in this heavy rain. Only rubber and sponge can fight with the rain and mud! A cup of hot soup or coffee or tea, is very refreshing now. In fact, now I'm sipping a cup of lemon tea, as I'm typing. My raffle's first round is quite successful, THANK YOU, FRIENDS. Please check out round 2. I'm busy with my raffle right now, and I also have A1 assignments to do as well. I'll have to work for Kiya's Project Write World, too. I'm a rising star awardee now! Yay! ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
Just created a new raffle to support the two charity groups I'm a member of - RAOK and The Angel Army. Please check it out, everyone! Already sold some tickets, but the more I can sell, the more I can donate
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| Another cake today...but not a sweet one. My nephew usually doesn't eat eggs much, so I decided to bake him little treats every day according to his wishes. Today I baked one cake of salt, flour and egg, but it got burnt. (Well, something that's supposed to be in the oven for 6 mins, will surely burn in 10 mins time!) Then I put another small cake in the oven for 5 and half mins, and boom! It was smoother than the ones I made before. The little guy loved to eat cake balls, with meat gravy, and my sister complimented! Before going to office, my elder sister told be to make french fries that she had cut, but those got burnt too! But later, I could fry a crispy plate of french fries! My sisters mean the world to me. People usually have one mother, I have three moms!(My mom and my 2 sisters). If I know anything about art, music or anything else, the whole credit goes to them. Though one of my sisters can be very selfish at times, ( me and my elder sister often argue with her, because of her nature.) This selfish one sometimes even talks roughly. But words are very important to me, cause if words can heal, words also can kill! Still, I always look forward to the little chatting sessions or the shopping trips with them. My elder sister (the one 15 years older than me) taught me painting, all other forms of crafts, and writing cursive. "If people outside call you a burden, show them that you are an asset for us. Maybe you are not like others, but never feel sad about that. Remember that you're the last of us siblings, so be the best" She always tells me. My other sister, helped me overcome my teacher-phobia which I had as a kid. The school where are studied from 3rd grade to fifth, she was a teacher there. As a result, the staff room door was always open for me. Bit by bit, teachers became my friends, my lights in the dark path. The reason I'm so happy about my cooking is because all throughout my life, my Mother hardly allowed me to go even near the stove. You are young, your hands will get burnt, she used to say. From fourth grade onwards (at the age of 10) I slowly began learning how to bake bread (I learnt making our traditional stove-baked bread when I was 4.), making tea, boiling an egg etc. Now is the time Mother does not object to my cooking. Though I was always allowed to decorate desserts with nuts, or beat the eggs, kitchen was never open for me till now. Check out this nice activity:
The hot weather is really burning me....I want rain! Thank you Angel for this nice doll! ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
| have to start exercises again, if I don't, i'm gonna be in big trouble. have to study, too. and i can never forget my songs....if i do, i'll not get the fuel which gives me energy! ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
| After a long time, I baked a cake today. Today I was in a really bad mood, because sometimes my siblings just drive me nuts! I may be the youngest of you all, but I'm not your slave....two of my siblings will never even try to understand that. Whatever we say, is law, whatever we do, is right.! Really....Grrr.... Anyways...the kids wanted to have a cake, and I knew I could bake them a simple one, cause I know what they like. I decided to make a small one. Flour, one egg, baking powder, sugar, milk and chocolate. (Too bad there was no butter in the house, or else my cake would be softer). Just blended the ingridients and baked it for about 8 mins. Done! and the kids loved it, too. I gotta go study now. Had a big fight with my bro because of studies today....grr again! my puppy wants to visit my blog. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
| Woke up late today. Have loads of works to do. Hope I can manage. Had a chocolate wafer and a toffee in the morning. I don't like sweets all the time, but sometimes it helps. Have to study accounting today. Created a new sig. Will read some of my friend's blogs now. Also have to find out new contests. I did not win in Kiya's contest, but she gave me a nice review. Wanna check the entry anyone?
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| Today is a Saturday, so my elder sister was back from office at 3 pm. I just love to be around her, cause I grew up playing in her arms. After lunch, we (I have two sisters, they are 15 and 14 years older than me respectively. My 30+ female friends here, now you know why I love you people so much) decided to visit a famous shopping complex, Aarong. (In Bangla, Aarong means a village fair.) We three always have a lot of fun when we are together. But a little group outing is not always possible because we are busy with lots of works around us. Still, we manage time for each other. There are branches of Aarong all over our country. In fact, it has a branch in New York as well. It is one of the most expensive stores, but it is well known because of good quality products. It took us around 20 minutes (autorickshaw ride) to reach the branch nearest our home. I loved the cool, monsoon breeze. I was dressed comfortably in jeans and a long top, with matching ornaments. My hair was tied back in a ponytail as always. On my way to the shop, I noticed a young mother sitting on the footpath, playing with her one year old son. Motor vehicles swept past us. A strong smell of gent's perfume hit my nostrils, coming through an open car window. Ugh! Choose your perfume wisely, men.  The huge parking lot of Aarong was filled with cars and motor cycles. We noticed two or three women sitting with colourful bangles outside the main entrance. I didn't require any, so just went straight in. Well, the shop was crowded, which is obvious on a Saturday. Buzzing Moms were roaming around with their kids behind them in the kids corner. Aarong is famous for it's silver jewelery. We didn't go to that section, though. The decoration pieces and toys were sweet. I stopped at the herbal section, and picked up a sandalwood pack. Really needed one. My sister chose a red-black dress. It was a nice one. I noticed four dogs at the exit gate. All were white. A hungry puppy (cute one, with a red-white coat) chased his mother, constantly wagging it's tail. But Mommy probably was too tired. |
I just entered into this contest, and the judge liked my entry.
I've started studying, I'm glad to be back to my books. Entered into Kiya's contest, don't know the results yet. From now on, I'll try to write and study everyday. Hope that will make my days nicer. I have many works to occupy myself, both on the computer and at home. Some of the serials in Disney channel is very good. I love "That's so Raven" and "Lizzie Mc. Guire". Watching them will improve my English. The economics chapter I began reading is very long, but I'll finish it today. Maybe I'm suffering for long this time, cause something good might be coming my way. After all, no pain, no gain. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
| Every time I go through hell (the extreme pain), there's heaven waiting for me afterwards. Every time after those extreme pain days, I get pleasant, unexpected surprises. Something which I dream of, yet don't really expect, comes my way. Last time I suffered from this killer for about a week continuously. The pain ceased on a wednesday, I got enrolled in a music course in one of the most well-known institutions on thursday. I used to suffer everytime before my writings got published. The days before the birth of my nephew and niece, the pain drove me crazy. But those bundles of joy... I love kids, and it's really wonderful to be around kids. Even after those temporary paralysis times, something pleasant came for me. Allah Allmighty always tests me like this before giving anything good. Wonder what it might be this time? A reward? Or another curse? ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
| Ok, let's think positively. Though this stupid pain is still killing me, (well, this is continuing for the last 10 years) It also has some advantages as well. Its no use brooding over what I don't have, rather its wise to try and enjoy life within my constaints. It is true, that sometimes my blood just whispers to me: I won't flow! And the circulation comes to a dead end from which it can't find its actual path. Then when the blood again "decides" to flow, it just creates a "shiver" in my foot, and the pain goes away. But on the other hand, the uncertainity (I can never predict how my day will start) helps me to see a new sun every day, this is what makes life so challenging. If I continue to think negatively, my world will turn colourless. No, I can't let that happen at any cost. If Allah Allmighty wanted me to die, I would never come out of the incubator. But I did, and I'm still breathing. Really don't know what, but there must be a purpose for which I'm still living. It is true, that I hardly get out of my house (except for going to college and shopping) but perhaps this time at home gives me the opportunity to develop my writing and my other artistic skills. Maybe I can even increase my study time if I try to. It is true, that I never went out of my city for the last 12 years, my passport is still brand new and totally blank, I never even got a chance to visit my neighbouring country, India, like many of my friends did. Back in 1998, when this killer pain first started (I used to suffer only after walking long distances before 98) I could do classes in school for five long hours, and none could tell that I was in pain. In fact, I tried to comfort others despite being uncomfortable. I could also continue ECA (extra carricular activities) quite actively.Even the principal used to encourage me. Well, I didn't change that much in these years. Even now, If I don't show or tell, none can guess that I'm in pain. Moreover, my foot looks normal. It is not twisted or anything of that sort. I know, there are many others with twisted body parts. Being born like this was not my fault. So why should I punish myself? I have the right to live. I know, that at 23 I am supposed to be at the end of university. But I'm still in college, studying with juniors because of the long course of treatment, that snatched away 5 long years of my life.But that was for my own good. The treatment now helps me to walk better than before. I have two little angels around me to brighten up my days. There are many people who don't even get that pleasure, despite being fond of children. I have got the internet connection, which can bring the world into my fists. Many rural people in our country don't choose to take computer studies in their school level, only because they don't have a proper computer lab. The rural teenagers are really tallented, and some of them are very passionate about computers. My cousin, who's a very bright 20 year old, could not take computer in college, only because of the lab problem. When I was 12, I wrote an adventure story series that got published in a well known local daily newspaper. The editor told me to continue the series, but I couldn't because of my studies. Maybe I can write some other series in another paper. There are many talented writers in my country, who don't even get the chance to publish. I'm a student here as well. I'm part of the
This is one of my favorite contests, and I'm gonna write for the current round:
Have to clean up the spider abode to practice more music. Have to use my colours as well. Studies... well... I can never forget that. Results? I don't know. Ok, that makes a lot of work, I am walking again...so gotta go finish em. Killer pain? Try to kill me as much as you want to, but I won't die! ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
| Well, I really think I'm a good for nothing. But I also think it will be wise not to moan and groan all the time. I'm still starving, haven't seen my books in ages... still think I wanna die very soon. Have got 5 exams coming up, don't know how I'm gonna study. I haven't seen my accounting and others for a long time now. I know I'll never achieve good grades...cause my exams were not as good as expected. My nephew's stuck like glue with me today. Why am I sad? Why am I weeping? Why am I not playing with him? Questions, questions...well I think that's natural for a three year old. Even my Mom's telling me to practice more music. My instrument has turned into a spider-abode. I can't even sit with the instrument. Glad I could help a bit though. My nephew finally had his lunch after three days. Wonder why he's so attracted to me? He'll never eat without me around. He's even reluctant to play if I don't play with him. I've always learned to try to live within my constraints, and be happy with what I have. But if I don't have anything, what's there to be happy about? Zarin's got her own bedroom, Audity can travel all by herself, Audity also paints in such a way that her pictures just come alive on paper. Sania's got an attractive personality and appearance, Zeeshan's got his personal shop where he helps his dad, Sania, Naveed, Rubaiya... they can EARN their own pocket money by teaching. I'm not allowed to do any job yet..WHY? ONLY BECAUSE OF THIS STUPID FOOT! Well, perhaps the only thing I can do now is draw in my computer. Mom's always telling me to be happy with what I have. I can't even send my writings to newspapers to be published. Can't even sing properly yet, despite learning music since when I was a 5 year old kid. Maybe a wingless bird should not think of flying too high. I don't wanna reach the sky either.I don't wanna fly high. I just wanna be a star. A unique, shining star. When I was in high school, I never wrote my name on my exercise books. I covered my books with the photographed side of wall calenders. Most of my friends prefered to cover with the white side of calender, or brown paper. That's how, my nameless books could be identified by my techers and friends. That's a very unique style of covering, they used to tell me. What joke is Allah playing on me anyway? I'm just making new sigs. Haven't sold that much though. There are many other talented artists here like Kiya, Antibarbie, blackwillow, twinkledee, highwind....who will be willing to buy my sigs? I haven't won any contests recently, still have another idea cooking up for Kiya's contest. Well, just another piece of trash may dribble out of my pen, still, I like to write. I've uploaded three new sigs in my shop today. Don't know if I'll be able to sell them or not. But just to make me happy, here's the link again:
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| Why am I the one? Why do I always get nothing but pain? Allah Allmighty, I'm just in my early twenties, I don't wanna turn into a living deadbody. I'm dying of footache for the past few days. It's swelled up like a drum, and I can't walk at all. WHY ME????  I had two take 2 Ficlox tablets since yesterday. It's almost three pm, and I didn't even have my breakfast yet. Can't east, cause high tides of nausea and fever always accompany the pain. I hate painkiller capsules, still had to take those cloxacilin capsules. After exams my friends are having the time of their lives. Some went out of town to get a glimpse of natural beauty. And what am I doing at home? NOTHING...ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. Wish I'd also die like the other babies did when I was born. I hate to be bed struck like this. Can't walk, can't sleep, can't eat, can't move, can't take care of my nephew! Poor little kid, he never eats properly if I don't handfeed him. I don't want to be a living deadbody, Lord! But I don't know what Allah has in stock for me. People will say, you're much better than others, you can do this, and that, which other's can't. But I know I can't do anything...ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! I'm not a good artist, I'm not a good singer, not a good writer, NOTHING, NOTHING NOTHING! I'm not a good student either, So sometimes wonder, why did my parents give birth to me, knowing that I'd be a cripple for the rest of my life? I'm not their only child....they had five children before me. Wish my mom and dad would just give me poison... Allah, just wish I'd die very soon....I'm tired of such a stupid life... the pain... the bitter yucky capsules ....physiotherapy....JUST EVERYTHING! Allah Allmighty, I don't wanna live like this....Just wish I'd die soon... very soon. I'm not in the condition to talk to anyone, but I did send cell messages to some of my friends, but got only one reply. I know they are busy... and here I AM, lying like a HUMAN LUGGAGE! Allah! Just what do I do? I hate tears, but my eyes are filling up from time to time. I love to sing... but my voice is sore. The only two paths I can travel on now, is writing and studying! i'm trying to do that as much as I can. Got involved in some of the new groups here. I hate using my walking stick too. But this pain is always there, to remind me that I'M JUST A CRIPPLE, A GOOD FOR NOTHING! I don't wanna live on sympathy. I do not want people to point to me and say...Oh! that poor girl! Why me Lord? Why me Allah Allmighty? Just what sin did I commit? I wanna build up my own identity, I wanna depend on my own self. HOW? JUST HOW? Tell me Allah, either cure me, or kill me! ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
| Yesterday, I went to the ice cream shop with my sister and nephew. That is the first time I went out after my exams. Igloo-Gelateria is a nice ice cream shop about 15 minutes away from my place. The chocolate cone was my breakfast. The others had Mango and Vanilla. It is near a well known university. The parlour was filled with buzzing students. We couldn't find any seat. Then the man at the counter arranged for us. The ice creams were really yummy. I liked listening to those students, cause sometimes conversations give me ideas to write about. Next we went to a fast food shop. My 3 year old nephew really enjoyed palying in the kids corner. The grilled chicken and soft drink was my lunch. Wednesday - A good day! Any angels need this fish personalized? ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
Studies...studies...studies....that's the only thing I had to do for almost whole of this month. Had my A level 3rd sitting exams from June 4th to June 21st.  Business Studies Unit 2: Marketing and Production - On 4th June. Business Studies Unit 3: Financial Management-On 4th June. Economics Unit 5: Economic development-On 13th June. Business Studies Unit 5: Business Planning-On 19th June. Business Studies Unit 6: Corporate Strategy- On 21st June.Among these, the exams on 4th June were not so good. . None of the questions were common, in fact, the question for this June was the most twisted one, at least for Bengalis.Because, usually, Unit 2 focuses on Marketing. So, our teacher prepared a model question based on that. But all the questions were from production. Even candidates from many other places agreed that this was a tough paper. Even Unit 3 was tough. The Economics Unit 5 paper was much better than the previous ones. Hope I'll get a good grade in that. Business Studies 5 and 6 was not very hard. Whatever I wrote was right. Now the grade depends on the examiner. Eco 6 was very lengthy.Pray for me, friends. I'll have my last set of papers in January 2008. I sat for my first set in November 2006 (English language), and the second set in January 2007 (Eco1, Bus1 and Bus 4). The five papers I still have hanging on my head are: Eco 2, 3, 4 and Accounting 1 and 2. My grades so far were not so bad, but I'm not saying that I'm a star student. I still have to study, but will also write a lot too. Thank you, Vibha for this beautiful gift from the toy shop. I was planning to purchase one. I love it. This is created by kiyasama. She runs the toy shop, and the gps go for a great cause! Both are my very good friends, and I love them both. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** Please check this talented writer: nashpaty . She's just 17, and a Pakistani. I visited her port for the first time some days ago. Loved one of her articles so much, that I helped her to extend her upgrade. I'd love to help the talented people in this wonderful community. Please also visit my reconstructed sig shop. I try to keep the prices as low as possible. You can also purchase gift tickets for your friends. I like to help people in every way I can, that gives me immense pleasure. Purchase one and help me to help talented people.
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