When I Was Seventeen...

.... it was a very good year - Frank Sinatra.

How is it that the last few years I didn't feel my age? But last Wednesday, my birthday >////< , I took a good look at the pics I shot the day before and thought... wow! I so look 27! lol

Last Tuesday, I had my birthday party and invited some of my closest friends (one of which is Julia of course ^_^ ) I held it that day cos my Taiwanese friend, Yu Ling, had to leave for Taiwan on Wednesday.

We had a swell time! The theme was Libyan Music :P and I showed them pics and videos of back home. Now they're all excited about going there for a visit! ^_^ It'll be sooo cool if they came and I get to show them around XD

So, the following day, I planned to go see New Moon. I called Julia but she was busy that day... -__-" bummer... I contacted a few other friends, they made it but they came late... and we missed the screening T_T So one of them suggested that we see The Box (Cameron Diaz) I told them that the movie got really bad reviews, but they insisted and said that it'll be cool.

And it wasn't... tadaaa!

What really made it worth while was that we laughed throughout the movie because it was sooooo boring ^ v ^ The dialogue was all cliched, events predictable and the acting was so poor and dull! How embarrassing...




Ah well... you don't win them all, do you?


Hurray for the holidays!! Hip hip hurray!


Yeah, but way to go with all the work I need to get finished by January... Bumm-er.

Last Monday was our last Stage and Screen session, and it was a work-in-action class where we split in groups of threes and fours to act out our scripts (we also direct each others' pieces)... a practice to see how well our work "works" out. It was great fun and boy we had great laughs! yak yak... talk about the talent for acting! hehehe

Thursday morning my mom called. I don't know how it happened but I started crying. I had decided not to let her in on whatever bothered me especially with my flat mate... it's not like she can do anything to change things and to let her worry more was not a good idea. But I just did. I felt really lonely at that time and perhaps the mishaps of the previous day really turned me down.

Somehow I was glad to open up on things. She took really well and told me things I was in need to hear. She was right when she said "Whenever there are two living together, the heavy load is laid on one" ... which is clearly my case, and "be patient it's almost over... just try to imagine that you've only got each other in this world and you've got to be tolerant".

Oh God....why do they always have to be right, mothers?

So, as I've been telling myself over and over again... I need to be patient... as long as it doesn't affect my studies, it's all fine and I really need to get a grip.

I think my blog works for students living abroad hehehe so there you go, fellow students, a well packed tutorial book if you wanna call it that!




*Sigh*


Till next time

When I Felt Secure...

Last Sunday the 25th, the time here went back an hour. i.e. darkness falls before 5 pm...

Now, at school on Mondays and Tuesdays (that's when I have lectures, which are 3:30- 20:00 pm Monday and 16:00- 18:00 pm Tuesday)I need to come a little earlier than that in order to pray either Assr or Maghreb.

Last Monday, I inquired about Muslim prayer room and was directed to the "Green Room" they call it. Guys, you can't imagine how blessed I felt I was... the place was magnificent. Not big, but totally convenient for our practice.

It looked more like a flat to me. There was a small room for prayers, just like that in real mosques, a small kitchen with everything that is usually found in a kitchen (lol)What I liked about it was that there was a small fridge with drinks and baskets next to it with cakes, sandwiches and packets of meals (eg. rice with chicken) everything is enlisted in a list on the wall with their prices, and there's a small piggy-bank safe to place your payment.

What I was surprised to see was the toilets, made the islamic way.

Isn't that neat or what!?

I'm sure other sisters feel blessed as I do... to be taken care of and thought about whenever we might be in need. I felt so relieved and safe... the atmosphere was so complete.

When you climb the stairs to the room (one thing I hate about it is the stairs lol... breathtaking! :P) you find notes and posters of prayers and athkar you can say whilst you're on your way up... yeah, they know it's a long way hehe

This week is charity week at Uni. Muslims and Arabs volunteered. A couple of guys dressed in funny costumes and stroll around with buckets to collect money, and campaign for the cause. Others held booths that sold doughnuts, clothes and other stuff. One booth offered to apply ornamented Henna for girls ^_^ cute...

Last Monday, after my 3:30 class, my colleagues and I gathered in a cafe oposite our Uni. We had a pretty cool time together, and I was glad that they weren't hard to get along with :)

Alhamdulillah for his blessings and gifts upon us... and may we all be forever gratefull to Him...


Amen


Till next time ;)

Big Girls Don't Cry...

I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
It's personal, myself and I

We've got some straightenin' out to do

And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I've got to get a move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry

Fergie-Big Girls Don't Cry


Yesterday, my folks headed back home. We all got up early (not my cup of tea...lol) and went to the train station, from where they'd taken the train to the airport in Manchester. And they left at 8:55 am...

I must go along...

I went to a cafe to have a decent breakfast, cos earlier I couldn't eat anything. Then I decided to head back home... wasn't a good idea. They had rented the apartment beneath mine, and the moment I set foot into the building... no comment.

So, I ran upstairs, grabbed my homework and laptop and headed to the University. I sat in the Grand Hall and did some of my homework... watching from time to time the passers by, wondering what makes them happy in their lonliness...

It's time to be a big girl now...

I know we're not used to be living so far apart for a long time... but their visit sure filled my life once again. I had someone to talk to for real. I had a brother to joke with (fist fight when neccessary lol)a mother to guide me through my life here... a father to push me harder ahead... a family.


Clairty, peace, serenity

Well, I'm glad they're home safely now and will be getting on with their lives... and so will I. Of course I'm listening to Big Girls Don't Cry as I write this.

But it's time for me to go home...It's getting late, dark outside...I need to be with myself

Julia called me later yesterday afternoon (she knew they were leaving, we spent the evening as a whole the night before and my folks met her husband) and suggested that we go out to a cafe (the usual lol). I'm so blessed with friends like her. You know, the type that would know you're distressed and would do stuff to get you out of it? yup, that's her.

And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I've got to get a move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry
Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry


Till next time ;)