tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76880123595032236832024-03-13T11:16:28.079+00:00Tomorrow...Is Another DayRelax, Meditate, Be Creative, Comprehend...Sparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07828962005244436543noreply@blogger.comBlogger69125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7688012359503223683.post-63822210298585131372011-04-12T13:36:00.000+01:002011-04-12T13:36:10.173+01:00Charity Dinner For Libya - London/ April 23rd<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hKewJBHr7-8/TaRFpxw9ieI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ulC9lLyU9fY/s1600/208195_153220414740336_143277002401344_340502_6943356_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hKewJBHr7-8/TaRFpxw9ieI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ulC9lLyU9fY/s320/208195_153220414740336_143277002401344_340502_6943356_n.jpg" width="226" /></a></div>Hello again,<br />
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To all of you who haven't been tuning in to my other blog <a href="http://visionsofalibyan.blogspot.com/">Visions of A Libyan</a>, this is a reminder that there'll be a fundraising dinner in London on the 23rd of this month.<br />
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Click on the image above to enlarge, and for more details and info please visit: <a href="http://wmclibya.org/">http://wmclibya.org/</a><br />
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If you think you can't make it or donate, please help us by sharing with as many people you can :)<br />
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God bless !<br />
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Till next time,<br />
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Sparkle xxxSparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07828962005244436543noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7688012359503223683.post-44001342905412375422011-03-27T22:22:00.000+01:002011-03-27T22:22:48.611+01:00Heads Up!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://thebsreport.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/multitasking_run_amok_lg1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="290" src="http://thebsreport.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/multitasking_run_amok_lg1.gif" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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Hi guys,<br />
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Totally, utterly busy these days online. I'm constantly jumping from window to another, facebooking, tweeting and freaking out! The phone's got a hand in all this as well -___- Ya know, calls from friends checking in on me, me checking in on family back home, and so on.<br />
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There's still no word from my fam but I'm staying positive, though their city has been under constant attack for weeks now.<br />
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So, in the midst of all this, I've decided to open up my blogging experience with those whom I know in real life and close friends. You're invited too my dear loyal followers :)<br />
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<a href="http://thebetterlibya.blogspot.com/">Visions of A Libyan</a> will be about my thoughts during these hard times, and will continue on inshallah hopefully to witness a new and better Libya. So, you'll be led along throughout the process of discovering the drastic changes that we Libyans hope our country to undergo.<br />
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Much love from me now, gotta go back to tweeting and fbeeing (lol)<br />
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Keep praying for us,<br />
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Till next time<br />
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Sparkle xxxSparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07828962005244436543noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7688012359503223683.post-57960569320760393742011-03-22T13:15:00.000+00:002011-03-22T13:15:05.960+00:00S.O.S. Libya!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://moodle.cesa12.k12.wi.us/file.php/1/help.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="237" src="http://moodle.cesa12.k12.wi.us/file.php/1/help.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
Hello again,<br />
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Just a heads up to what's being done here in the UK for the aid of Libyans in distress in Libya. Next Sunday the 27th of March there'll be a 10km run to raise £10,000 to purchase a ventilator for a hospital in Libya.<br />
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The venue is Newham, London... if you can't be there, then please reach out with a donation.<br />
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Remember, Allah assists a person who assists his brother :)<br />
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كان الله في عون العبد ماكان العبد في عون أخيه<br />
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Much love, follow the link: <a href="http://www.justgiving.com/Ibrahim-Elmayet">Just Giving</a><br />
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Till next time,Sparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07828962005244436543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7688012359503223683.post-22158088317713227502011-03-19T14:01:00.000+00:002011-03-19T14:01:12.345+00:00In Times Like These<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-b6HWx8sgijE/TYSzMSIaAGI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/0d7j6VCM0H8/s1600/freedom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="270" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-b6HWx8sgijE/TYSzMSIaAGI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/0d7j6VCM0H8/s320/freedom.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Yes. In times like these, words seem to lose their way to my mind.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It's been a month since the revolution in Libya took place and it's still going. There's no stopping to a Libyan who wants freedom. Since it was sparked, it's gotta find its way till the end. And there will be an end.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">A happy one.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I've lost contact with my family and friends in Libya. It's been five days since I last heard from my family in Misurata... the phones are dead. No internet connection: the only means I was able to check on my friends in Tripoli.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I'm scared for everyone there. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My aunt in Sirt keeps us informed about my family now (internal calls are possible at times). Still, it's not the same as hearing their voices and knowing for sure they're OK. Even though they might be physically all right, it's the mental part I'm worried about. I mean, seeing the bombings on TV shatters me to pieces, so what with them being a mile away from the locations being targeted.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It's surreal. Seeing the streets where I used to peacefully drive to work or to the shops...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Makes my mind go blank.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This is definitely my worst nightmare.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The only thing I can do best at the moment is pray for their safety and to all those brave fighters who have nothing to lose but to go back to what they've been suffering from. And there's no turning back.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Till next time,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I <3 Libya</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"We do not surrender. We either win, or die."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Omar Mukhtar (<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 15px;">1862 - 1931)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 15px;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;">Dear beloved world,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;">The conflict of fellow Libyans has entered its tenth day. How do you feel?</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;">Don't act sympathetic and return that question to me!</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;">You know exactly how I feel. How we all feel.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;">My mind is now overcrowded with 'What if's?' and 'When will's?' ... </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;">Believing that it's wrong to say that it's all too much. There's gotta be someone who can bear it all. Why not that someone be me? You? Everyone?!</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;">At first it was a matter of 'OMG is my family Ok?' but then, it moved on to an even bigger issue. A matter of greater magnitude: Worrying about every single Libyan in the country.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;">Every time I hear about someone (let's be honest, many!) dead, I somehow die with them. You know the feeling when your blood freezes in its route? There you go. And I get that on a daily basis, for the last ten days.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;">It's an astounding cause we're looking at here. I've been receiving love and support from everywhere, something which has given me strength. I've also been in contact with my fellow Libyan friends here, giving each other strength and comfort.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;">We've been arranging stuff in support for our loved ones in Libya, such as fasting and Qiyam at night. There's also a medical relief campaign which I hope you, my dear reader, would be kind enough to pass on.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;">Libya would be eternally grateful.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;">For more info on how to make your contribution (ASAP) visit the campaign's website:</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><a href="http://wmclibya.org/">World Medical Camp Libya</a></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;">And if you're interested in more info and updates on what's going on back home, you're more than welcome to follow up on twitter:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Love and hope for Libya's liberty soon</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Sparkle xxx</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div>Sparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07828962005244436543noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7688012359503223683.post-32075047835541421312011-02-19T18:06:00.001+00:002011-03-02T13:46:14.096+00:00My Heart Bleeds For You...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.ctgrouptravel.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/libya-map.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.ctgrouptravel.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/libya-map.gif" width="316" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It torments the heart, to see my beloved country struggling.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My country? It's not just Libya. It's the Arab world...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I'm an Arab and I'm loving it. Ever have been, ever was.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">With regards to recent events, which have kicked off the year 2011, the world has were in for some hard core suspense, starring none other than the people themselves. The proud citizens of the arab nation.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">When it all started in Tunisia, it was all like some kind of blurry dream, that I needed a long while to comprehend. Then there was the Egyptian riots. That's when it all rang loud and clear to me. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We have a voice. And we can make a difference.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My heart bleeds for Libya. Severely.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">There was this guy on TV who started complaining and accusing Libyans abroad that they have no idea what's going on in our dear country. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Well, listen here Mister! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I can't sleep at night... because I have a family to worry about back home... and we're far apart. And it freaks me to pieces whenever there's no phone signal wherever they are... or when the internet connection goes poor.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">No matter how long we're away... we're all coming back. Our hearts bring us back.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">May Allah protect you... Libya... Arab world...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">And protect our loved ones.... and those whom we don't know...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Ameen</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Till next time,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div>Sparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07828962005244436543noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7688012359503223683.post-41692758548679861722011-01-09T23:22:00.000+00:002011-01-09T23:22:19.230+00:00Finding Your Balance<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://aww.ninemsn.com.au/img/dietandhealth/qanda/bodybalance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="180" src="http://aww.ninemsn.com.au/img/dietandhealth/qanda/bodybalance.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
Yes. Life has its ups and downs. And once we get to realize that, we keep getting notifications of that over and over again. We try to remember how life was a peaceful journey that's all play and laugh... but we just can't. Wanna try for a bit?<br />
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You can't.<br />
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Okay you can. But, remember the notifications? You can never rest and savour those moments once they come ringing your bell, huh?<br />
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*sigh*<br />
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Why am I saying this? Well, it's been a stressful first week of 2011 <<took a="" correctly!!="" it="" me="" to="" while="" write="">/////< but ah well. I'm kinda worried, anticipating something, and am praying constantly for things to go right... so help me God.</took><br />
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I've seen about three movies today that left me thinking... each main character had a goal to pursue in life, consequently achieving them, yet through a series of ups and downs. Mishaps, hurdles, barb wires... and what not.<br />
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There's no balance in life unless we understand to live with the road bumps that come in our way. You don't fight fire with fire. You don't act stupid when somebody's dying. There should be no complaints of putting up with someone who doesn't live with you for at least a couple of hours... the list goes on, dear readers.<br />
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Reaching the state of inner peace is such an amazing race. It was to me. And I'm still working on it.<br />
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If you really want people to like you, why not like them first? per se...<br />
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You know the saying: You can't give what you don't get?<br />
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Well, maybe that's wrong. I think it is. At least for most cases, it is, and with that I refer back to inner peace.<br />
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How do I find mine?<br />
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I basically prayed for it, and keep on doing so. I don't precisely say, "Allah, grant me inner peace." No. When you pray for your well-being, you're praying for inner peace. When you ask Allah for guidance, that's how you end up feeling good about yourself as a result of finding your way.<br />
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Why do we keep on worrying when we know that The King of Kings is always with us? Why do we feel insecure when He's always there for us?<br />
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I have faith in Allah's power over things, and His assistance and guidance... it's just, I can't get myself to stop worrying. It's not normal, when you say you're confident that Allah would put you through. I need to lower the level of my nervous system ^/////^ because it's just getting silly.<br />
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So, I have yet another thing to pray for...hope for...<br />
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A friend of mine on facebook asked through her status: Have you ever made du'aa to Allah and he has granted it for you? What is it?<br />
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To me, it was kinda absurd.... I replied: لا أحصي ثناء عليه<br />
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i.e. I can never count the blessings He's bestowed upon, Most Gracious, AlMighty...<br />
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I love Allah... and I love His prophet Muhammad peace be upon him...<br />
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We don't need yoga to find our inner strength, do we? It's a force that's intangible...<br />
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And I'm glad...<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">To begin with, this post won't be that long. At least not long enough till I've made my main point ^,^ heehee</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I've mentioned previously that I'm in for a better year inshallah.. pretty optimistic about it, I must say :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So here's to the new year! I'm in for a fresh start. New technique in living. New mentality to go with it. New everything inshallah...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">If I had the chance to go back home before my time in the UK is up, I'll make sure I go as a different person than I came like. (make sense??) To the better of course!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I'll let you in as soon as I sense the change has made its effect upon my life. Pray for me guys :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Take care and have a good one ;)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I trust you've been well?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I have. And haven't at the same time. You know complicated me.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">And it's very often truly...complicated :)</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Yeah, highlight to the " :) "</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I know I shoulda told you guys looooads of stuff but... I'm only human >/////< </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Waaaaaaa!!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">So, in order to keep my life in check (you do realize the difference when you record stuff down in any form, be it diary, blog...etc) I went through Dec 2009. I know I didn't do a resolution back then... but I had one in mind. I mentioned most of my intentions throughout my entries that followed.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I decided since it's a little overdo that I might talk a bit about the major events of 2010 for me :)</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Here goes!! \(^,^)/</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">*Will try and keep it in chronological order* (heehee)</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">1- 2010 started off with my being head-over-heels and way deep into my studies (first semester) I was struggling to establish myself among my peers... not knowing how I'd ever measure up to their writing abilities and experience. I felt really lonely :(</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">2- I think when I received the results of my first semester that's the time I figured out where I was standing... that was the spring board that allowed me to form and plan my following steps into the course (MA course).</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">3- I made good friends from my group (awkward enough... yes, some of which were English!!)</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">4- Spring/ Summer found me digging way deep into my research project... something I'll be forever proud of ^_^ All thanks due to Allah Almighty...</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">5- Major disappointment: Wanted to go back home (Libya) for the summer.... needed a breather really badly!! Did not go as planned.... and I never went. Major payback: I got to work extra time on my project. So there you go XP</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">6- It's been a long time since I last studied during Ramadan (last time was...in... 2002 I think? When I was in second year at college ^_^) And Ramadan was really hard this year... hot long hours... Inshallah we'll be rewarded greatly ya rab.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">7- I've been thinking seriously of getting married ASA I am through with my MA ^_^"</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">8- I had my haircut so short just like last time back in, like, 1992? :) woohoo!!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">9- I felt so free-spirited, and tried out a lot of things I've always wanted to try out... I now know for sure that I'm way stronger than ever.... and I'm a survivor.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">10- I've been yet again through another breakthrough in matters of the heart... and I'm glad.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">11- I graduated and received my certificate... my main mission here in the UK finally accomplished :)</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I think December was the most month in which I cried.... Life's hard, no matter how "strong" I think I am... but as I like to say: I allow myself the space to grieve... just in fear I might suffer from side-effects on the long run (God forbid).</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Will be back with more inshallah</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Here's wishing you a happy new year... I'm optimistic!! So feel the same ^_^</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Till next time</span><br />
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Decisions, decisions... what to do? where to go? how to dress? and what not!!<br />
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A break, please?<br />
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Of course not! Like you get to some point in life where things are on Tempo and you wanna relax? << that's basically my inner voice -__-<br />
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Me: Like, yeah! I wanna a break to rest and ... ugh! Why isn't it summer now?? Why does my course have to end by the beginning of winterrrrrr!!??<br />
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Puff...<br />
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Now that I've finished, the only reason for me to stay here is that I get a hole in the head!! But no, there's not... there's the fact that I gotta start working on getting my PhD grant |:(<br />
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Yes!! I would love to!! And thinking about has been keeping me awake for the last few days... You know, the excitement of embarking on some kind of adventure? That's how I feel inside! Regardless of all the hard worrrrrk that's ahead of me -___-" Yet! I haven't felt this way about my Masters... eh?<br />
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Maybe.... Just maybe, because I might not do it here in the UK?<br />
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No offense to all who's here already... but... I just didn't find myself on these grounds :~( Even if I had... I'm willing to go in search for the different, the new.<br />
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So, now, I'm sorta called "LandSeek" lol Just like my fellow friend <a href="http://islamicsouls.blogspot.com/">SoulSeek</a> (check out his page, you'll like it ^_^.... FYI, he hasn't paid me to do this -__-) heehee<br />
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My friend Shorty's heading for the States inshallah for her undergraduate level... and as I mentioned before... seems like all that I know is going there :-S ... so why not I? heehee<br />
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Now there's the question of, how different is it gonna be from here? Um, the only one I can think of is that of accent XP remember my <a href="http://sparklingmotivation.blogspot.com/2009/02/can-you-be-american-in-uk-in-other.html">post</a> about accents? Ugh, that was a nightmare!<br />
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I've somehow mastered the taking care of myself part, and knowing how to get myself around a foreign country on my own quite easily, so Inshallah that wouldn't be such a biggy... I hope. If I could just get my mother not to worry about it (yes, from now on!) >_<<br />
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Ah well... Those are mere thoughts of a matter that's yet uncertain and in the hands of God.<br />
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Today was really cold (Not that I left... yet??) It snowed a teeny bit, and now it''s sunny. We haven't had sun for this long for quite some time :) Good to be back XD<br />
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To try and read as much as I can... get my hands on.<br />
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So there you go. Now I'm reading Ahdaf Soueif's "The Map of Love" :)<br />
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So far so good, I guess.<br />
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Sparkle xxxSparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07828962005244436543noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7688012359503223683.post-31205702793331824642010-11-19T09:42:00.000+00:002010-11-19T09:42:37.759+00:00Off The Hook<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynFXUtXHqtA/TOZB5OxLFpI/AAAAAAAAAMY/GfGbWkSQEHs/s1600/chinese_girl_painting88.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynFXUtXHqtA/TOZB5OxLFpI/AAAAAAAAAMY/GfGbWkSQEHs/s320/chinese_girl_painting88.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">There's so much going on (mostly in my head), not that interesting stuff, but it sure is making me tired...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I sometimes think, why can't I just talk about things here? Since I'm already anonymous to the majority in blog-sphere...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Perhaps it's cos of the fear that I'd regret and feel bad about myself blabbering about private issues? Or perhaps I'm scared I'd get busted?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Eid went quite well (nothing major happened) I tuned in with my Mom to family in Libya via webcam and watched my dad, sis and bro work their way out with the meat stuff XP so lol!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I even video taped them with my cell phone and sent it to them... *evil laugh*</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Yesterday, I finally had my hair cut! Yaaaaaaay! Man I'm so relieved!! T_T Mom came with me too and we sorta had the same trim *heehee* like mother, like daughter...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Quite happy and satisfied with the results :) alhamdulillah</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It's amazing how little details can make a drastic change in your life. I've been chatting with my friend Shorty almost everyday recently. She's about to go study in the States, and the idea of her going through what I've been through coming here is indescribable.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Talk about history repeating XP</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Plus, I came to realize, that most of my friends now I've known through the internet!! And I haven't seen, like, half of them!! "_" How freaky is that? Should one worry?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">But then, why? I mean, it just hits you at some point whether that person is worth hanging on to or not... plus! The chatting online is more like TV to me... you can tune in to it whenever you like, with whomever you desire :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Oh, and I passed my research project ^_^ I was over the moon!! Alhamdulillah!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Crazy!! I know!!! >_< /</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I figured that there's no harm in giving it a try... if I do get the opertunity, then I'd be the luckiest,ever.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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May Allah accept your deeds... and many more...<br />
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Many happy returns...<br />
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Surely you've heard of the most famous phrase from The Godfather?<br />
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"It's nothing personal. It's business."<br />
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It's nothing personal. It's not even business. It's not.<br />
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Okay. In matters of love, I don't claim that I'm the best ever... romantic!<br />
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ضاقت بيك .... تبقى عايزني اكون حواليك ....ضحكت ليك.... اخلاصي يكون حمل عليك....<br />
في الحالتين لا بنساك ولا عايزه انسى<br />
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I mean, what is wrong with me??!<br />
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I've been asking Allah for guidance, inspiration... some kind of revelation!! And it just comes across me as the right thing to do. Or perhaps that's what I think it is.<br />
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Should I go for it?<br />
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Story: I've been asking Allah for something (you guess it people! >_<) and this guy keeps coming across me!! I know I wanted to be through with him for ages, but he... keeps coming into the picture. HE! Not ME!<br />
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Puffffffff!!<br />
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Like, I really needed this right now!<br />
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Back during my course, he wanted to approach and I sorta kinda scolded him to leave me alone. And to be honest, I really wanted to be left alone. I was up to my ears at Uni and the last thing I wanted was to get involved with him again.... the confusion, the blech!!<br />
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*sigh*<br />
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Why are guys like this?<br />
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And if he's that kinda guy, why do I get to suffer?<br />
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Is he, after all this, the right guy for me?<br />
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So, after all, the way I'm feeling right now, is nothing personal. It's just not.<br />
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Allah grant me guidance. Allah grant me guidance. Allah grant me guidance.<br />
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And patience.<br />
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Amen...<br />
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Sparkle xxxSparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07828962005244436543noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7688012359503223683.post-64200531182699173922010-10-26T22:11:00.000+01:002010-10-26T22:11:52.707+01:00Round And Round...And Round And Round Again @_@<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i987.photobucket.com/albums/ae360/pfl200/Chinese%20Girls%20Painting/Art_of_Painting__Chinese_Girl_Illustration_wallpapers_1280_x_960_pictures-27jpg_romance_girl_b779_wallpaper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://i987.photobucket.com/albums/ae360/pfl200/Chinese%20Girls%20Painting/Art_of_Painting__Chinese_Girl_Illustration_wallpapers_1280_x_960_pictures-27jpg_romance_girl_b779_wallpaper.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
I've seen better days... Alhamdulillah nevertheless...<br />
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Wow!<br />
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How can a person see so much grief and strain in life and still be able to tolerate it??<br />
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How?<br />
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The plain answer is: Allah.<br />
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What do we do when we're distressed? We run to Him.<br />
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Exactly.<br />
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Yesterday, I was on the bus with Mom, and a sort of untimely topic came up. We were looking at the passers-by, and wondered, how many of those actually think of Allah and His effect in their lives?<br />
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We assumed not much. I mean, we're in a society that's far from being religious, which led us to think, even back in our Islamic "religious" countries, people are far from considering this aspect in life. Meditating. Thinking of what is, and what's to become.<br />
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It made me feel grateful and sad at the same time. Grateful that I'm positively conscious about Allah's blessings on me (though I do falter at times when I feel depressed from life's stresses). Sad because they're so many people...<br />
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And round and round we went on the bus...<br />
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The importance is to know for real. And send thanks.<br />
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Alhamdulillah.<br />
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Thank God for good health.<br />
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Thank God for family.<br />
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Thank God for Islam.<br />
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Thank God for good, lovely friends.<br />
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Thank God for the awareness... hoping for more.<br />
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And thank you dear reader for tuning in :)<br />
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Till next time,<br />
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Sparkle xxxSparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07828962005244436543noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7688012359503223683.post-49314867273645791072010-10-23T23:32:00.000+01:002010-10-23T23:32:15.788+01:00Same Ol'.... Same Ol' ... And What To Do About It.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i987.photobucket.com/albums/ae360/pfl200/Chinese%20Girls%20Painting/79306_chinese_girl_painting37_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://i987.photobucket.com/albums/ae360/pfl200/Chinese%20Girls%20Painting/79306_chinese_girl_painting37_1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
It's always uncertain...<br />
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Sometimes I don't know why I get to feel the same. Same old, same old. I'm wondering if I'll ever get over it. Ever!<br />
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I took a moment to think where I needed to post this. If it were to go on the <a href="http://rant-o-vision.blogspot.com/">Rant-O-Vision</a>, then it would sound more like... a rant! When I kinda feel it's not. In this blog, it's all about my inner feelings. The ones that I want to share in a sorta subtle way (?)<br />
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*sigh*<br />
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I'm just tired. Exhausted. Can't wait to go home. Home.<br />
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Graduation day is in December. Dec 14th. Puffff. More like a century ahead to me. Course's over, and most would love this part. Naturally it's the time where we should relax, have fun, anything! But I'm not going through that phase. And that's why I wanna go... home.<br />
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I'm tired of baring responsibility for everything. Having to plan everything. Having to think about everything. Worrying where to go. Making sure no-one gets bored or upset.<br />
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Ever thought of a time where you can go to sleep, and say, "If it's over.... let me know."<br />
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Yesterday, I talked with my sis back home. I told her that I can't wait to go home and set myself free.<br />
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You might be thinking, "Okay, this girl's being a brat, not able to take care of things in life."<br />
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Before I comment on that.... Doesn't everyone like to feel that way?<br />
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I'm actually not. I don't bend under the first wind that blows at me. I start to lean when the wind becomes a storm and no-one's by my side to shield me. Allah's with me. Yes. But He's put me in such conditions to see me. How I'll do. Isn't that enough to go by? Doesn't that empower enough?<br />
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Sure does.<br />
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It's important that we get reassurance, though hard on a daily basis, but good from time to time....every now and then. I find myself looking for it. Not waiting for it to come to me. I keep reminding myself of happy things. The people I love and love me back.<br />
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And I feel blessed.<br />
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But that's life.<br />
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And those are its thorns...<br />
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And we should never bend. The only reason to do so, is a result of loneliness...<br />
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And I'm not alone.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">What's the best way to start a post?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It's like the same question that pops into one's head when starting to write a piece of composition. Where to start. What to write.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">With me, now, it's how to write it. The feelings. The desires. The dreams. What make me go on from day to day. Sometimes I feel that the course I've studied didn't do me any favors. When I write something, I get the constant critiquing pins inside me that don't allow me to use clichés... I mean, come on, it's not like my stuff is getting published or anything! But that's what you get when you learn about something for real... the right way.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">But I'm thankful nevertheless. Alhamdulillah.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So, how to deal with this situation?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Bleh... -___-" </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Now, what I really want... is a moment to exhale. To find me again. I have no moment alone. Or maybe I'm not allowing myself such moments.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I need to do stuff again... </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Maybe if I take care of myself once again, maybe then... I'll feel better again.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Perhaps I'm feeling this way cos I just finished my course when I was so immersed in it? And now I'm scared of emptiness... of not being busy? of thinking?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I'm basically not the negative thinking person... I guess I'm in constant fear of the outside world affecting me. Of going back to that point in time, the darkness and loneliness.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It's not the winter blues. I don't get them. I like winter... ooops I'm contradicting myself now lol</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I think I mentioned before that I changed my mind about winter... that from now on I'm a summer person. ^//////^</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Oh, I dunno...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I just vowed to keep myself busy ever since the dark days... those dark days...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">May Allah help me and grant me assistance from whoever... a helping hand can take you a looooong way.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">And I'm grateful...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">Ever thought when you find yourself saying that?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">It's what I call "The Instant Relief Phrase". Like when you say things that you don't totally believe in or you're not quite sure of, but once you say it... it gives you instant reassurance. That whatever happened is not worth the worry and anxiety, or whatever's to come is for the better... you'll see.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">Today I got up early -___-" to go swimming. I took Mom with me. It was her first time here. Man the pool was crowded! There only one other Muslimah there.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">*sigh* You know, it was only when I came here to the UK that I truly felt the importance of exercising. Probably because when I'm at home here, I can reach my destination in less than a step lol :P</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">The flat I'm in right now is approximately the size of our kitchen in Libya. In other words, our house is about five to ten times bigger than my flat :( in other, other words lol, there's not much moving around unless I'm at Uni running from one lecture to another or from one shop to the other heehee.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">So, yeah. I miss our house. There's always a vacant place for you to be at on your own *sigh* </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Around 3 pm, I met with Julia. The weather was mild and cloudy... so lovely. We walked a bit then sat in a cafe to feed Daniella ^_^ Wow! She gave us a hard time lol she's 7 months now and we started putting her in those high chairs for children. She's so funny. Well, we were!! It's like I was holding her hands away and Julia would try to feed her without causing any mess. XP Then she had her bottle and fell asleep...*phew*</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Poor Julia. I've been going through this stuff with her ever since baby D was born... yet it's so much fun! Dancing with her, singing to her, buying her stuff (ever so tempting!!)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">I keep thinking at times, especially when Julia and I get exhausted, whether I can keep up with that ... for my own sake XD lol</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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Not the perfect weather, but, still tolerable. Drizzle, clouds, a bit cold. And I went shopping.<br />
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A few days back (it's not the first time, but it just gave me momentum to talk about it here) I was at the shops with mom looking through some slacks. I never had purple ones before and I liked the ones in front of me. I managed to get into a size 10 perfectly ^_^ but then came the inevitable... mom said, "Don't you wanna get fatter?"<br />
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It's like my sisters being rephrased. They would often say to me, "What if you get fat?" , "You might get fat and those won't fit you anymore."<br />
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So I need to tell them... my point of view. "Why not say, 'I'm happy with my size and I'm willing to maintain it'?" Of course they would think it impossible. I don't. Once you've put your mind to it. I've been approximately the same size (10 upper-body, 12 lower - the purple pants were an exception... could be the design?)<br />
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And life's always got a better side. I keep insisting that the more you keep dressing yourself in larger sizes the more likely you're gonna gain weight.<br />
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When mom was here by the end of Ramadan, it had been almost a year since we last saw each other. And she was like, "You don't look good to me. Why aren't you eating?"<br />
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So, all in all, I'm quite pleased that I managed to keep to what I have in mind. I don't follow a specific diet, it's just the "don't eat more than you need" type of thing. Period.<br />
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Till next time,<br />
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Now that I realized, it's been a little over a month since my last blog. The question is, why can't I devise a strategy to maintain a frequent one?<br />
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The past few days, I had millions of ideas and stuff to talk about here that could set a record in blog-sphere (if that's a word!)<br />
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I am simply like this painting above...like, four moods in a day, and perhaps more. I have no time for myself, and therefore, I feel kinda lost.<br />
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My folks were here by the last ten days of Ramadan. It was so hard trying to cope with finishing my thesis (which I proudly announce that I've finished... ahem) and with being with my loved ones during Ramadan. I had to hand in my project on the fourth day of Eid. Two days later, we set off on a trip that included London and Bournemouth.<br />
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It's always a thrill to visit London! The weather was great, and we had a nice time together (we risked the adventure of using the underground this time lol) Then we went to Bournemouth. ^_^ my folks spent their honeymoon there nearly 33 years ago. Wow! It's great to get to visit your honeymoon location... I don't know about having the kids present though lol.<br />
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So, yeah. It was our (the kids) first time there and we got to see the seaside *sigh* it's been a long time since I saw one. Last time was in Libya of course. Maybe 2007?<br />
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My Mom's here to stay till the end of my journey here in the UK, which ends somewhere by January. Last Tuesday was heart wrenching. My other half of my family went home (school, work) T_T<br />
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Ah, well.<br />
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Two of my cyber friends are in the US right now. I can believe we're like 4 or 5 hours apart T_T. The cute thing is that both of them are in medicine, and both are two of my coolest friends on facebook!!<br />
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I really wish I could see my friends one day... SOON!! :( I have a lot to talk about... I need to talk about. And this only requires a friend indeed.<br />
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Sparkle xxxSparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07828962005244436543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7688012359503223683.post-91798443527293451372010-08-24T22:23:00.005+01:002010-08-26T22:39:14.421+01:00Stop. Drop... And Stay As You Are?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynFXUtXHqtA/THbaJhGl0JI/AAAAAAAAAJw/qCKs5yx0iE0/s1600/do+re+mi.png"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynFXUtXHqtA/THbaJhGl0JI/AAAAAAAAAJw/qCKs5yx0iE0/s200/do+re+mi.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509831051174072466" /></a><br /><br /><br />Never!<br /><br />*ahem*<br /><br /><br />Hello again!<br /><br />You know something? It seems like time has started going fast forward...eerily! 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May Allah aid me in doing so.<br /><br />Last week, I learned a new prayer from a Libyan friend of mine here. <br /><br />اللهم بارك لي في وقتي<br /><br />Translation: O' Allah, let me make good use of my time.<br /><br />It's not a literal translation, but its got the general meaning.<br /><br />I've been up to a lot of work lately, at Uni, and at home. I somehow resorted to Wednesday as cleaning day of the week. I'd dust, mop and clean the WC. ^_^ <br /><br />But yesterday's work really got me tired and ending up with a backache T_T<br /><br />Moving on! \(>o<)/<br /><br />As I said previously, I'm thinking of starting another blog. Well, not just one. Two!<br /><br />Heehee<br /><br />The voice inside me says, "You're not even coping with this one, you're starting two others?!"<br /><br />"Yes!" Says I (feel free to think that I've flipped out), "Variety is good! Change is good!" <br /><br />I can't wait to get myself out there, in the world! Thee world of non-students! << 'Thee' was a typo, but I guess it served the purpose hhhhhh<br /><br />*sigh*<br /><br />I'm thinking of taking up a language course. ITALIAN! Mamma mia!<br /><br />Yup. Wow! I feel a sudden rush of optimism, that my neck hurts...<br /><br />So, I'll be back with s'more... just stay tuned... my humble followers of 10 ^_^<br /><br /><br />Till next time,<br /><br /><br />Sparkle xxxSparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07828962005244436543noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7688012359503223683.post-8509597410060152382010-08-22T18:19:00.006+01:002010-08-22T19:25:13.495+01:00The: What? Where? When? 7allah ...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wwwdelivery.superstock.com/WI/223/1569/PreviewComp/SuperStock_1569R-78014.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 350px;" src="http://wwwdelivery.superstock.com/WI/223/1569/PreviewComp/SuperStock_1569R-78014.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><br />OoooOOookaaAAaaaay...<br /><br />So, it's been almost 12 days since the beginning of Ramadan... and it was only two or three days ago that I've made the discovery of my life. <br /><br />Don't worry, I'm not adopted! hhhhhhh (no offense here)<br /><br />I've had the praryers' timetable printed out for the whole year 2010, and according to it, Fajr praryer was around 3 a.m. this month.<br /><br />It was till I checked the grand mosque's website that it was totally different...changed??!! @_@ That instead of 3 a.m. it was 4:30 a.m.<br /><br />-____-"<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWLhrOXsJvo/Sa2KeSPe1wI/AAAAAAAAEDg/pB0w7rogDjU/s400/sad+baby.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWLhrOXsJvo/Sa2KeSPe1wI/AAAAAAAAEDg/pB0w7rogDjU/s400/sad+baby.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Yeah, yeah, yeeeeaaaah... urgh!<br /><br />I've been fasting for like 18 hours when it shoulda been, 16 or so.<br /><br />mmmmmmm<br /><br />Anyway.<br /><br />We've had very nice weather... warm relatively, and then rain rain rain, especially in the late afternoon. *sigh* Reminds me of summers in Switzerland. Whenever the temperature exeeded 30, it had to rain at night... heavily! ^_^ love it!<br /><br />***********************<br /><br />Last week, I told you I was gonna meet with Garry. And I did on Thursday. <br /><br />Bleeh!<br /><br />In addition to two typos in the whole script (-___-" sheesh!) he gave my script an extreme "feedback"-over... as in, comments and notes everywhere.<br /><br />Note to every fellow reader: I totally have no problem with notes, criticism, or whatever on my work :)<br /><br />The thing is, the thing that reeeeaaally p***ed me off, was that he commented on stuff already there for like, ages! and this is when he decided to notify me about them...<br /><br />Grrrrrr!<br /><br />Is this where I have to hate him?<br /><br />Deadline's due on Sept 13th, and here I am gaping at my script... not knowing what to do with it...<br /><br />That's where all the WHs came to mind...<br /><br />T~T<br /><br />Now I not only need to re-edit my script, but also start with my freakin' critical essay...<br /><br />GASP! Which reminds me! How many words should it be??!! o_O<br /><br />Puff. It's not there! <br /><br />I hate my university email. <br /><br />***********<br /><br />Moving on.<br /><br />My brother's been on a serious retail therapy. And the thing that I've noticed? I get to feel better when he's shopping. Even though I'm not buying anything.<br /><br />ROFL<br /><br />Man, we're so weird hhhhhhhh<br /><br />************<br /><br />Okay. Calling all girls.<br /><br />I'm sure you're tuning into at least one or two of Ramadan's series on TV/internet.<br /><br />My sister in Libya (let's call her Deedee ^_^) told me about an egyptian soap opera called:<br /><br />عايزه اتجوز<br /><br />Translated: I want to get married.<br /><br />Hmmmm.<br /><br />Like, I thought I had enough of that topic so far. But when I checked it out on mbc.net, I changed my mind. It's totally hillarious! >_<<br /><br />It's about a single egyptian woman in her late 20s early 30s, striving to get married in a time when a decent groom is a hard catch... -__-"<br /><br />Today, Deedee sent me a link of the writer's blog, on which the series is based. <br /><br />WOW!<br /><br />Her name's Ghada Abdelaal, and her blog carries the same name as the series. Like, Da! lol<br /><br />And here's the link if you're interested. I skimmed through it, and believe me, you're in for loads of fun! Her style is both light and entertaining.<br /><br />http://wanna-b-a-bride.blogspot.com/<br /><br /><a href="http://www.wanna-b-a-bride.blogspot.com/"></a><br />***************<br /><br />I need to rap up now. But before I go, I think you deserve to know what's going through my mind.<br /><br />Nyahahaha3!<br /><br />I'm thinking about starting a rant. Yes. A R-A-N-T. Like, I got so much on my head, shoulders, back...everywhere. (Heart included ^////^)<br /><br />And I really need to get myself to write more. And since, to me, this seems like the easiest, most private (who am I kidding?) means to do so... then so be it.<br /><br />Be back for more... B-D<br /><br /><br />Love out and about to everyone!<br /><br />Till next time!<br /><br /><br />Sparkle xxxSparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07828962005244436543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7688012359503223683.post-81108548894981485992010-08-11T12:19:00.003+01:002010-08-11T13:04:12.606+01:00Okay...um... Salamu Alaikum<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynFXUtXHqtA/TGKOPB3kyXI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Ttk3VQEZhK8/s1600/ana+muslim+3+-+Copy.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 178px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynFXUtXHqtA/TGKOPB3kyXI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Ttk3VQEZhK8/s200/ana+muslim+3+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504118083450882418" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Ahe Ahe heehee -___-"<br /><br />^ That was something you'd very likely hear from Maroco (ماروكو؟) <br /><br />I've been lazy enough to add an entry around here...bleh! <br /><br />Lazy? Or busy?<br /><br />Yes, busy's the word... I've been working like mad on my research project. The one I've been blabbering about for some time here.<br /><br />On my last tutorial with my supervisor (did I mention his name's Garry?) Anyway, he said all was fine...yadda yadda... but it was getting too long, outta hand -__-<br /><br />As a writer, you need to get into grips to not allow yourself to over-write. But, you know, in my case, I like to over-write... coz that always makes it easy to cut cut cut!! (Schnitzen in German... right) heehee<br /><br />However, since I'm a very obedient student (.....) I did as I was told and cut out a huge amount of scenes from my script @_@ It's not so bad, you know. You get to realize that some stuff don't actually belong there in the first place... you know the voice inside that says: "Cut the crap, will ya?"<br /><br />Yeah, that kinda thing.<br /><br />Following my last blog entry, I solemnly inform you that I stuck to exercizing... for like 2 weeks or so... -__-" ahe ahe aheehee<br /><br />I got busy!! Gimme a break!! T_T *sniff sniff*<br /><br />But not to worry (tadaaa!) I just discovered recently - like, two months ago >///<- that a new sports center was opened on campus. There's this cool swimming pool that I drool at whenever I pass by it. I went to the center's website and it shows the pool's timetable and stuff. There are two hours for women only: one on Tuesday morning, the other on Friday night.<br /><br />I got hyper when I learned about this... but then, there's the part where the pool is see-through... how's that ever gonna work? Bum-er...<br /><br />Until last week when my brother came for a visit from Libya, it all turned around. (he's staying till after Ramadan btw ^_^) Just to make sure he never got bored whilst I busy myself with finishing my research, I took him to the center so he could go for a swim whenever he wanted. He's 16, and I'm sorta kinda overprotective of him ^_^... so I asked the lady at the front desk if I could chaperon him inside (I actually wanted to see what it was like inside- as in, the changing rooms and showers... safety measures- over and out).<br /><br />It was all A-Okay :) and what's more, I turned and saw the lady catching up with me to say: "There are hours for women on (ditto above) and the blinds are lowered to cover the windows."<br /><br />Oooooooh praise the Lord!! *sniff sniff* It was like she threw a life-buoy at me... I was saved!!<br /><br />Ahem, exaggeration...<br /><br />So, last Monday, I went with my friend Julia to buy a swimsuit. I got one from JJB (a sports shop) for only 12.99 pounds ^_^ , black, and Addidas XD<br /><br />Of course I wore black tights under it and a tight black vest as well. And I went yesterday ^_^ *sigh*<br /><br />Can you imagine? The last time I went swimming was in 2007, when I went with my folks to a summer resort in Libya T_T loooong time.<br /><br />I feel rejuvenated, and happy that I get to stay in ship-shop shape XP woohoo!<br /><br />So, now it's not just the walking. It's the walking and swimming B-D heehee<br /><br />Now, back to work.<br /><br />I'm almost finished with my third act. Garry says that I'll only be able to submit a minimum of 60 pages of the script T___T gaaaa!! but I need to finish it nevertheless just to get a better sense of the whole story. *sigh* After which I need to start working on my critical essay (which I'm sure I've mentioned something about in an earlier post here -__-)<br /><br />It should have a topic, says he. Then he suggested I write about the impact of the western world on Muslim women...the singles, that is.<br /><br />And I was like, "Okay... I think I can do that..."<br /><br />^_^<br /><br />Well, it's off to work for me now. Loved coming back !!<br /><br />Happy Ramadan and may you all be well and happy! Maybe I'll get to do what I did last year on my blog. Like a day to day entry of how it's going for me during the holy month.<br /><br />Will leave it to God's will :)<br /><br />Salamz<br /><br /><br />Till next time,<br /><br /><br />Sparkle xxx<br /><br />PS: I solemnly cut down on the fries !! ^_^ yippeee!Sparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07828962005244436543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7688012359503223683.post-16226068487815716702010-05-26T22:18:00.004+01:002010-05-26T23:04:12.596+01:00Ship.. Shop.. Shape!! @_@<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://quizilla.teennick.com/user_images/H/HiEiorYuSuKe/1101018043_cyssportg1.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 548px; height: 433px;" src="http://quizilla.teennick.com/user_images/H/HiEiorYuSuKe/1101018043_cyssportg1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Is it 'ship shop' or 'chip chop'?<br /><br />I can explain that though.<br /><br />Ship: coz I'm thinking of travelling!!<br /><br />Shop: well, ya know >///<<br /><br />And Shape: I gotta get into shape again.<br /><br />***********************************<br /><br /><br />Ahem, anyway..<br /><br /><br />Well, hello again... :)<br /><br />So today I stayed at home... and proudly did nothing on my project. I've noticed lately that it's been a long while since I last worked out -__-" Maybe two or three weeks ago??<br /><br />I hate myself!!<br /><br />Coz last week, as I mentioned, was terribly outta control and I hardly had time to cook something to eat... so I had to eat take outs or have these ready meals that you heat in the oven... piece of cake, huh?<br /><br />Yeah... and when you're England, whatever it is you're having, it's gotta come along with fries.... *danger music in bg*<br /><br />*sigh*<br /><br />I was about to opt out of writing about this, but I had to... have to! I even drew this silly scetch of a person on my timetable who's working out and having a hard time with it. This, my dear friends, is what I call: self motivation.<br /><br />How?<br /><br />Everytime I'm gonna see it, I'll be reminded of what I've gained lately and what a lazy beans bag I've become...<br /><br />So, the plan? <br /><br />- Work out everyday except weekends :D heehee<br /><br />- Cut down on the freakin' fries!! > x <<br /><br />- Make sure I stick to it for the coming month<br /><br />Period.<br /><br />*sniff sniff* I hate to think... I just hate to think!! I don't wanna go back to what I used to be.<br /><br />I wasn't obese, but I was ...rounded (?) And it made a lot of people throw comments at me... I'm sure you know the rest.<br /><br />So, there you go. It's like a New Year's resolution, except this one's for the summer lol ^_^<br /><br />I'll let you in on this... for motivations sake!!!<br /><br />If you got any experience or stories, do share :)<br /><br />Till next time xxxSparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07828962005244436543noreply@blogger.com2