Critique

Pizza was gooooooooood, alhamdulillah
Even ask my most critical of critics: my siblings.


OK yallah, time to get serious and down to real business...



On your marks
Get set
GO.

Almost looks like a painting, does it not? Love it.

MT

"How little a thing can make us happy when we feel we have earned it."

Mark Twain --

uno-dos-dos y media...

Llata, la composicion esta terminada y completo medio de mi tarea para dos cientos cincuenta y dos.

Ahora me falta dos y media atribuciones. Ay, esta semana estoy muy ocupada con mucha tarea. :( Inshallah voy a completar todos con muy muy buenas notas.


Buenas noches, carinos...

Mi diario

"4 assignments in the next 5 days; that's impossible!"


Never say never.


I've had my nose buried in my Spanish Reference Dictionary for the past hour and a half, I'm ditching it for the night.

Salams all y'all.

Oh also, for those who didn't like the fact that my blog didn't accept Anonymous entries, well I changed the setting... so there!


I'm so tired, my eyes are burning... even though I slept for 11 hours last night. How weird. Ugh, it's that dictionary I tell ya!!! I just want to take off these glasses and let my eyes relax for the next while.


OK, for real now, salams and goodnight darrrrrrrrlings.

fill in the blank

Everywhere I go
Every smile I see
I know you are there
Smiling back at me

There's a _____ of light
I know you are free
'Cause I can see that star
Shining up on me

Chestnuts

Meet my friend, Chester.
He's from Jasper, Alberta.
He likes to hang out at campsites, particularly mine :)

Genus species

Personally, I have never tried Panax quinquefolius -- have you?

MI 1: History?
MI 2: Efficacy?
MI 3: Point?




It's all psychological... that's my final answer.

Rise and shine, sunshine

Here I am, sitting here, awaiting the start of a brand new day,
Sipping my freshly brewed coffee, with a hint of cream and sugar, to awaken my senses
And to help me forget the comfort of my own bed
It's hard, I must admit
To be at school so early in the morning
But, with the help of Allah (swt) one can be stronger than a thousand men.

Upturn the corners of the mouth

It's really amazing, subhanallah, what the contraction of a few facial muscles can do to your external persona. I just can't believe how noticeable it is.
Come on, contract those Orbicularis oris, Auricularis anterior, posterior and superior muscles.


This is just a test. And, you're going to ace it, Inshallah.



Enough said. Peace out ya punk.

Today's word

ro·bust /roʊˈbʌst, ˈroʊbʌst/ Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciat[roh-buhst] adjective

1.	strong and healthy; hardy; vigorous: a robust young man; a robust faith; a robust mind.

2.	strongly or stoutly built: his robust frame.

3.	suited to or requiring bodily strength or endurance: robust exercise.

4. rich and full-bodied: the robust flavor of freshly brewed coffee.

Wasn't it...

The future seems a long distance away, but truly it isn't. Wasn't it September just yesterday? Wasn't I just searching online last week for tickets to Amsterdam? Didn't I just write my Biology 201 final a month ago? Didn't I just meet Hasna 6 months ago? Didn't I just write my Physics 30 diploma last year? Didn't hanna and Uncle Hassan come to Canada just 3 years ago? Wasn't 1994 just 5 years ago?

No, September was 4 months ago. Searched for tickets 8 months ago. Wrote Biology 201 final 6 months ago. Met Hasna 6 years ago. Wrote Physics 30 diploma 3 years ago. Hanna and Uncle Hassan came over 8 years ago. And, 1994 was 13 years ago.


Time flies... reconsider how you're spending it.

Archive

The beauty and complexity of nature is priceless.

Jasper 2006

"The universal brotherhood of man is our most precious possession."

-- Mark Twain

The end

Opening the door, going into the bedroom I realized that the day was over. The excitement was all over, for the day at least, and I found myself awaiting the next reason to dress up. Changing into my fleece pyjamas gave me a feeling of rest and relaxation. I made wudu and prayed salat al-Ishaa, realizing it's time for bed. My eyes were red, all dried out of water and wanting to close. I listened to some Qur'an: Surat al-Kahf, al-Dukhan and a bit of Surat al-Baqarah. I couldn't think of any better way to thank him alhamdulillah for such a beautiful night with all of my loving Muslim brothers and sisters. I couldn't get over the huge turn out. Seeing all those muslims and non-muslims was extraordinary. Can't wait to see pictures from Saraa! Also, a big shout to Mariam and Saraa for their input to the Mosquers -- your videos were amazing!
Jazakum Allahu khair for supporting our muslim community at the University of Alberta and may Allah bless you all with the most beautiful of blessings. Inshallah IAW will be a huge success.
I placed my shirt on a hanger, sealed the buttons and hung it up, as well as my pants and put my shoes away; reminiscing how we went out to eat and then half of us went for coffee - we ate too much and the caffeine definitely stimulated the digestion process. Thank you ladies for contributing to the unforgettable day, without you all I think I'd lose my mind! You all know who you are.

It's Saturday morning and I have so much to do to the point where I don't even want to do any of it because it feels as if it's impossible to do them all - and it's possible, I know it's possible... it's all psychological. I have to do laundry, tidy everything up and study. Only the first two weeks have gone by and I am already behind, what a crappy feeling. Thankfully my sister has already cleaned the kitchen, vacuumed and cleaned the washrooms -- but I still have to do all the laundry and all the other chores. I just spoke to Fatoush and she is on the same boat as I am, so I feel better about it all.

OK, so what's for dinner?

Enough

Why must you always question -- sometimes the same ones-- repeatedly, tediously, over and over again? What do you want to know? Why do you want to know it? What makes you so curious about what I'm doing and why?
Are you my parents? Because I can tell you... not even my parents question me to this extent. As a good friend put it "Those who question, end up last". So YES I am doing/taking this and that, what's it to you? Do you pay for anything of mine? Are we going to be wed? Are you going to be a part of my future? Or do you just want to keep yourself informed on others', in particular myself, lives? Do you have nothing else to think/worry/talk about, or possibly even nothing else to study and just have to worry about what I AM doing? Or WHY I am doing it?

Enough is enough.

Enough curiosity, it's annoying.
Enough questions, replies are tedious.
Enough glancing, it's noticeable; and
Enough smiling, they're fake.

Let me do this and let me do that --WHATEVER-- and quit being so curious... or actually more than curious it is. You're being nosy like an animal finding a scent trail in order to sniff up the location of it's next prey. It definitely is human nature to be curious, but being this curious is not human nature. It's your nature, so stop.

Recollection I

Unfortunately, few people are aware of the existence of the Spanish Morocco. This existence is a direct result based on history more than anything else. The unique location of the city is so that it's so small that all land is regulated. Melilla is surrounded by Moroccan territory on all sides, thus everytime I wanted to go to the campo (the country side) where all the beautiful beaches are located I needed to cross the border. One can never imagine the size of the line ups on Friday, Saturday and Sunday of anxious people awaiting to cross the border to get to the 'true' rest and relaxation under the calescent sun. Yes, I definitely crave it every now and then, for those who inquire. Beaches with clear, blue water looking good enough to drink. For the most part, they usually never have medusas (jelly fish) but as late august approached, Dcharrana had some floating about - I refused to enter the water. My anxious 5-year-old little fish of a cousin, Kamal, definitely had no worries about getting stung with their transparent, gelate tentacles -- "Prefiero tomar el sol" I told him.
Just like many of the beaches on Morocco's coast, you can buy a two-way 5 minute boat ride to and from a secluded area of the beach where you, quite literally, are alone with your family. I loved that part. I thank Allah for putting the large mountains that make this area a long swimming distance away from the main beach.
In the end, he got stung 6 times. That means my family and I bursting out laughing times six. Each time he'd get stung, he ran out with his snorkling goggles on saying "hhhhhh, medusa nja'ra" (Berber (Tmazight) for: Oh, those damn jellyfish), waited ten seconds, then just dived back in as if nothing happened. He, unknowingly, is hilarious, and that's the best part.

Dejame

Porque cuando hablas conmigo sobre una cosa seriosa
Eres muy antipatico. Siempre eres asi - como tienes algun problema con mi. Si tienes problema, no me hables, loco. Mira, si quieres algo, dime. Personalemente, a mi, no me gusta -- no me gusta nunca cuando alguien habla conmigo como sabe todo, y sabe mucho mas que yo. Especialmente cuando yo se que no sabe mas que yo. Fuera! Fuera de mi vida~
No hable conmigo si quiere decir algo malo y tambien si no es verdad. Me gusta hablar con alguien que es naturalemente simpatico y siempre dice cosas bonitas... que yo quiero oir. Ay, tambien no me gusta los mentirosos. ohhhh no me GUSTA nunca! Porque mentes? Tienes algo que no quieres la gente sabe? No hables.

No se, pero hoy tenia dejar todo que estaba en mi cabeza. Alhamdulillah, ahora estoy mejor... mucho mas mejor. No voy a hablar muy simpatica con esta persona como antes, voy a hablar diferente con ella y con menos entusiasmo. Vas a ver.

Knowledge is bliss

"Seek knowledge.
Seeking it purely for Allah’s sake is fearing Him
Pursuing it is worshipping Him;
Discussing it is remembering Him;
Searching for it is Jihad;
Imparting it to others is charity
And spending it for the benefit of the family is affinity.

All this is because knowledge is the borderline between the lawful and the unlawful;
The light to the inroads to heaven;
The friend in isolation;
The companion in travel, the person to discuss with in solitude, the guide in happiness and sorrow;
Bringer of peace to the enemy, and an ornament to the intimate friend.

With the power of knowledge Allah raises a people
And makes them leaders of virtues.
Their footsteps and deeds are imitated
And people conclude with their opinions.

The angels show anxiousness in their friendship
And spread their wings for them.
Every animate and inanimate prays for their salvation;
the fish and creatures in the sea,
the animals and beasts on the land all ask for repentance for the learned.

This is so because knowledge is equivalent to praying through the night.
Knowledge brings one closer to his relative
and verses him with the facts of the lawful and the unlawful.

Knowledge remains the leader while actions remain the followers.
It inspires the fortunate and deprives the wicked."


-- Prophet Muhammad (pbuh)
Reported by Mu’adh Ibn Jabal from Ihya ulumud Deen Abu Hamid al Ghazali

Over and over again

"Allah (swt) is with me, Allah is watching me, Allah sees me"

Masha'Allah it is amazing how much strength just a few words can convey and how much difference it can make in the world if taken into serious consideration.

It changes the way one thinks about thoughts and plans on possible actions. What do I suggest? Think about your actions twice and truly see if it is absolutely necessary -- is this what Allah (swt) would be pleased with me doing? Is this what He would be pleased with watching? Is this what He would be pleased with seeing?

This works. Trust.

Lost

There he was, walking
Destination unknown even to him
Although it seemed the contrary was quite true

Hood over his dark hair
As if to protect something only he knows
Skin white as the sand of a beach
Looking soft and glowing
His eyes gloomy after a restless night
Jeans torn at the heels
As if over-worn
Shoes on the verge of being torn
As if he never really did sit down and relax...

But yet, manages to smile at passersby

And one wonders
with all that we have
with all that we get
Why can't we force a smile out to even ones whom we know
Ones who have helped us in the past; or even
Ones who are so prominent in our daily lives
And make a deep impression for life?

When it all boils down
Everyone is lost
And don't even know
Until it is much too late

Newcomer

Welcome to the world, baby Mohamed.
You're already starting to look like a boxer, masha'Allah

Ay mi niña

At the age of 4: gives dirty looks unintentionally, takes after her momma, speaks better spanish than you and loves girly girl material thangs.

She's Siham pequeña.

She

Her name is A l i s h a.

Amor de mi vida
Littlest of things make her smile from ear to ear
Inspiration feeds her soul
Sweet as a bucket o' cherries, baby girl!
Handles problems at ease
Always maintains a head on her shoulder and a heart in her chest cavity :)

Pensamientos

"Hola, qué tal? Soy el chico de las poesias, tu fiel admirador y aunque no me conocías"

En el otro mano...

Estoy pensando en ti y no puedo olvidarte, no sé porque. Hay algo que todavía no sé, espero que vaya a encontrarlo con la ayuda del dios --- bi'ithnillah.

Quiero volver a las playas, el sol, mi familia, la gente, ir de compras y todo... la echo de menos melilla y marruecos. Le echo de menos al flan que mi abuela preparó, mmmm fue deliciosísimo con caramel y leche. Mi abuela tiene un corazón muy blanco como mi madre, la guapísima.

The return

After not blogging for a while, I realized how much I ponder upon randomness, all of which are great thoughts and are never expressed. Lack of expression leads to a build up of thought and nothing gets out and we all know what that means. Essentially, I was expressionless -- dull, empty, vacuous, hollow, inscrutable, inane, vague... lifeless...

Yesterday Hasna, Abbeir and I just totally wasted time in SUB talking about nothing. I felt guilty about the rest and relaxation because I felt like I was supposed to be somewhere else. It was definitely a feeling I didn't want...

My mom was on the plane, off toVancouver-Frankfurt-Malaga-Melilla... I guess you can say I was upset. I think that feeling was because I terribly missed her and never said a proper 'good-bye'. Even though she's gone for "only" 18 days, it's still quite a bit. Believe me, when it comes to balancing school, extracurricular, "little mommy at home" and other suffrages one would think it's nearly impossible to keep up... well I'll just have to find out.

Your mom is so important and sometimes we take advantage of that. I hate it when I hear people say witless and ignorant things about their mothers, if I wasn't muslim I think I'd punch them in the face. They are all FOOLS I tell you... FOOLS!

Ok so that's my rant. Leave.