Sunday, April 19, 2009


As is usual with my family's last-minute-ness, mom and I are heading to Egypt for 4 weeks to visit my sister who's going to have a baby inshaAllah. We basically bought our tickets on Friday. I leave the 23rd of April. I'll try to take some pictures for your entertainment, naturally.

I have to clean my room now (which is really an arduous task considering I have not properly organized any of my things since starting my masters in September). Woohoo.

Every time I tell someone, the person jumps in and says "OH ARE YOU GETTING MARRIED?? WINK WINK" because of course, a female of my age-range cannot go anywhere overseas without the express intention of getting hitched.

My life does not revolve around marriage. So, no, I'm not getting married you ugly jerks.

Good day.

Friday, April 17, 2009

I always thought "gumption" was a dumb word. but now I know better.

This morning when I woke up for fajr I stubbed the baby toe on my left foot very hard. And it still hurts. I was limping on the way to my placement. And now I have my shoe off because it hurts. I wanna go to the doctor and have him give me a lollipop. Preferably a very large one like this:

In other news, this little old lady came in today to get some help with her housing situation. Then when we were done, she's like "thank you dear" (in her lil ol' lady voice) and she pulled out this Casino Rama card she got in the mail. She wanted me to fill out a survey for her online (she doesn't know how to use a computer) so that she could be entered to win some grand prize.

And for a split second I thought: is this woman essentially asking me to gamble for her? So for a few seconds I stared at the card she gave me, and looked at her sweet lil ol' lady face. And I said: I'm sorry, I can't do this for you because I don't want to be involved in anything related to gambling.

She was puzzled, but I directed her to someone else, and then thought to myself: THAT'S WHAT YOU CALL GUMPTION!

Ahem. I need chocolate in my system or something. Excuse me while I ingest something.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009


This makes my uterus hurt (that catch phrase was invented by sara mir)

omg-lolz-teehee-*blush* girls

This morning on the bus there were two girls sitting behind me. They were around 15-16 years old and I was listening to their conversation. No no, I was forced to hear it because they were talking loudly.
Girl 1: and then he said he needed a pic of me for his phone, but then I blocked the camera so he only got a pic of my hair and hand *giggle* but then he took a real one and I looked horrible. But he said I looked nice. I love him.

Girl 2: *giggle* that's so 'effing sweet.

Girl 1: yeah and then he called me and I was so happy because I didn't think he would call. And then he's like "what? did you think I wasn't going to call?" *giggle* Then his mom was calling him for dinner and I'm like "do you have to go?" and he's like "no it's okay I'm enjoying talking to you." It was sooo sweet, I love him so much. I'm such a loser for love, eh? *giggle*

Girl 2: yeah omg you guys totally made an impression on each other. That's so sweet! *giggle*
And then I realized why I must have my earphones on at all times when I'm taking public transit. Even if I'm just listening to white noise.

Also, I just realized my 4 year blog anniversary (blogiversary?) is coming up on 10 days. I wonder what I should do to celebrate (or mourn?).

Wednesday, April 08, 2009

Today I heard a client saying "I'm fed up, I just want to die."

Tuesday, April 07, 2009

I wonder why we get so worried about everything in this life, but worry so little about the hereafter.

In this life, you win some, you lose some. That's how the system works. In the hereafter, if you lose it all and forever.

Thursday, April 02, 2009


I just saw a cockroach at my placement. Just walking like it owned the whole world. Ugly nasty thing. I feel itchy and twitchy. And now every few minutes, I imagine something crawling on my hand or foot, and I jerk my body. So I look a little bit insane.

They are the one kind of insect that I'm extremely grossed out by. I've actually had very vivid nightmares about cockroaches in the past.

Well then, I guess I'll be calling in sick tomorrow.

Wednesday, April 01, 2009

fun times

10th grade French class. A boy turns around to me and says "I hate Wednesdays. There's nothing to look forward to, and nothing to look back on." Then he turns back around in his seat.

I just remembered that right now.