I need a babysitter
I can’t stand waking up at noon on days I don’t have class. I hate taking naps on days I wake up at 6am after only having 4 hours of sleep, if I’m lucky. Naps that were intended to only be 30 minutes, turn into 3 hours. Geez, so frustrating. I need someone here who will stop me from taking naps and keep me company, then maybe, nights like this will cease to exist.
I miss my family and friends. They are like a pearl necklace, each pearl signifying a special someone. Each pearl is unique; a treasure that was found in a vast sea. Blessed by each one, I wear the pearl necklace close to my heart. Strung by love, worn with compassion, a pearl is everlasting, indestructible by time or distance…
Gotta sleep…getting photophobia…
blah
I still have my migraine from 8 hours ago and there’s no point in trying to sleep, i’ve only been awake for 13 hours. FAIL.
Right Now..
It’s 1:15 AM, i’ve been in bed since 10 PM, after watching the UCLA vs Arizona basketball game, on TV, with Chris. I’ve surfed the internet and picked out what yoga classes I will start with next week. I decided that it’s time to get in-shape and stop feeling so icky. Plus, yoga helps me focus more in my prayers and homework. Once the monthly holiday ends, I’ve made a commitment to run to the yoga place near my house (0.5 mi), take a class (1.5 hrs) and then run back. Given it’s during the day, of course. This is a month long commitment before heading back north to be with family.
I’ve surfed the net looking at make up and shoes, but I’m proud to say, I didn’t buy anything. But I’m scanning out nursing shoes for clinicals.. Dansko, I’m eying you.
I feel bad I haven’t really kept in touch with anyone from home since I’ve been back. This week is basically a down time before the storm. I’m trying to finish all my papers and start putting together my study guides before week 10 and finals week hits. Pharmacology and pathophysiology are cumulative finals and then physical assessment (lab practical and written final) is freaking me out. I’ve never planned/completed so far ahead before in my life, i mean, c’mon, i live off the adrenaline from procrastination. But inshallah khair, this will only ease the studying/cramming I will be doing during finals week.
But family & friends, please know I’m always thinking about you and praying for all of you.
So, have you been watching the news? ya allah, it’s really, really looking ugly out there. Please keep our humanity in your prayers, especially libya. Alhamdulillah, we have been blessed by not having to share such physical chaos, such as them, and many other countries. The chaos we have here are foreclosures, theft, and health reform. By all means, that’s nothing compared to people being killed, homes being burned down, families broken and displaced, and no food to be found. astaghfurallah, how easily we take our lives for granted. May our eyes, hearts and minds be continually reminded and opened to the minute blessings we have been given by our creator. Alhamdulillah rabi a’lameen! My heart breaks everytime I see suffering.. =( .. and there’s nothing I can do but pray for them…
Camille and Tux have been good lately. they seem bored, honestly. i try to play with them as much as possible when I’m home cuz dude, they’re getting fat, just like their mommy. lol Their poop still stinks, sometimes waking me up in the middle of the night just to close the bathroom door. They haven’t pee’d on my bed in the last 2 weeks, thank god! They still kick and smear their poop and litter all over the bathroom. They drink out of all my cups when I’m not looking. They enjoy drinking the leftover milk from my cereals. they are shedding all over my clothes, especially my scrubs, WHICH WONT COME OFF! Camille kicks my organized papers and notecards on the floor. She bites and walks all over my papers. She smears her poop butt on my blankets and shoe boxes. Tux cries whenever he’s not near me. They both hog my bed and pillows. They’re both very cuddly. They are both my babies, they reduce my stress everytime I come home from school, bad days, and/or horrible LA traffic, no matter how messy they make my room and bathroom. I love them unconditionally.
Okay, I don’t know why it took me forever to type this all out but I have to wake up in 4 hours to catch the bus I always miss. Juma Mubarak/Happy Friday!
ps: friday classes suck, especially if it’s 4 hours long.
Being hurt…
Doesn’t mean you rebel. It’s all about having respect and patience for yourself AND the people involved, EVEN IF THEY AREN’T SHOWING THE RESPECT YOU DESERVE.
Being hurt puts one in vulnerable state but it doesn’t mean one should compromise their morals and values.
The glass half full…
I’m trying hard to fill my glass so I can be more positive but.. iunno, it almost seems unrealitistic.
I mean, I go days without talking to anyone. For sure that’s really unhealthy, but I just don’t know how to connect with the world anymore. I feel so empty, so lost, but my mind keeps trying to motivate me, push me, encourage me.
i f ckin hate februarys. they’re the worse month of the year. I wish it, was march 1st already.
Ya Rab… please guide me, sustain me through the dark days. you know what is best for me, you are the best of planners, the creator of all things. I put my trust in you and you alone. Please, ya allah, help me. Keep my heart strong, cleanse my soul of this filth. Please guide me and surround me with people who will only help benefit me in this dunya & al akhira. ya allah, subhana wa ta’ala, please, please help me and protect me from shaytan and his whispers. I only want to please you and you alone, subhana wa ta’ala. Ameen. Allahu akbar.
Quote reblogged from محمد نور ابن عزيز with 1 note
Purity is half of faith. ‘Alhamdulillah’ fills the scales, and ‘subhanaAllah’ and ‘alhamdulillah’ fill that which is between heaven and earth. Prayer is light; charity is a proof; patience is illumination; and the Quran is an argument for or against you. Everyone starts his day and is a vendor of his soul, either freeing it or bringing about its ruin.
Source: muhammadnoor
Link reblogged from ~ لا إله إلا الله with 122 notes
La ilaha ilAllah ~ لا إله إلا الله : A story about a marriage meeting in Islam. →
Once there was a very handsome, pious, well educated young man, whose parents emphasized for him to get married. They had seen so many marriage proposals, and he had turned them all down. The parents thought it was becoming a little ridiculous or suspected that he may have someone else in mind.
…
Source: jarijira
Link reblogged from ~ لا إله إلا الله with 122 notes
La ilaha ilAllah ~ لا إله إلا الله : A story about a marriage meeting in Islam. →
Once there was a very handsome, pious, well educated young man, whose parents emphasized for him to get married. They had seen so many marriage proposals, and he had turned them all down. The parents thought it was becoming a little ridiculous or suspected that he may have someone else in mind.
…
Source: jarijira
Photo reblogged from It will be what you make of it with 124 notes
My type of proposal lol
Source: liveelaughlovee
Page 1 of 21
