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.