hap happy new year! may this year bring much more goodness in your life and your family's lives

the best part of having a mini fridge to keep drinking water and milk cold is that i can drink straight out of the carton. and it really is all that it's chalked up to be. oh yeah. really. everyone needs to be drinking out of the carton

ballay ballay on a sunday sunday? honestly. what kinda whack lyrics are those?

i hate forgetting to clip my nails on friday. and then feeling the compulsion to wait until next friday to cut them. what?

j j j UMMAH MUBARAK

my cousins osmium and the other o went to spain. i saw some cool pics of some cool cars. and a bit of that architecture thrown in here and there. hah. both looking very london dungeon as opposed to that natural oaf appearance i impart to all of our family vacation pics

mummy once brought blue and turquoise wool she wanted knitted into a blanket. she gave it to her mummy who gave it to someone else who handed it over to someone else to knit it. on the blanket's return mummy wasn't satisfied with it. so she had her mummy have someone else who had another person unravel it. and then. re do it. well. still not content mummy told her mummy she didn't want it and so her mummy gave it to me! it's perfect for the summer time when the a/c makes it too cool and for the winter time when the heater can't be on the whole night. sometimes at night in the winter time when it's dry if i remove it real fast i can see blue static electricity. nice huh?

we did some ragging today on the first year students. becharay. well most of them were. the others had a really bad attitude. which would piss our class off even more and we would harass them even more than planned. at one point while i was trying to innocently (yes, innocently) walk by one of my friends was like aren't you going to join in. after i politely (yes, politely) declined he was like no you have to. they were on me like hawks and wouldn't let me pass trying to get me to bother the girls. finally i gave up and just walked over to this girl and nicely (yes, nicely) asked her name. she replied in kind. i asked where she was from. she answered. this apparently wasn't good enough so my friends got after me about being mean. i was like i don't know how to be mean. they didn't believe me. and so i had to make her sing. she did twinkle twinkle little star which she didn't know. so they made me teach her. they made me. i didn't want to be a part of this in the first place. and then they were like we don't know what's funnier. you teaching her the moves to that rhyme or her trying to follow you. punks

i'm vexed with my overall dispositions. it's bad when your own habits are annoying to you

school year just started and the cycle of getting anxious, daily headaches and not sleeping well is fully being observed

yesterday was my first day back at school. it was fun. minus the classes. we're at the new campus which adds another 15-20 min to my commute. i don't even care anymore. it's so long in the first place. if i worry about it now i won't be happy unless i live in pindi. yaar school is cool. still haven't gotten enough sleep though. das it

juuuuuuuuuummah mubarak. scrumptious lunch at tuki aunty's for the family members who went for hajj. hajj stories and meet up stories. i've decided those are preferent. first time word usage. was it correct?

i'm so glad to be home. nothing like nana ji. nothing like the adhan. nothing like your own stuff to oh wait i didn't get my luggage yet

wow. was that tiring or what? that's right. it was what. cause i passed up tiring a long time ago. everything was peachy in ga. until i actually sat in the plane. WELL. after they had boarded all of the passengers they decided they couldn't take off until another 45 minutes. that was a bad thing. seeing that i had an international flight from chicago to london within 2 hours of take off time from ga. once i arrived in chicago i literally had to run to my next gate. there were others who were huffing and puffing but luckily i was traveling light -- just my messenger bag, a book and these super soft pillow type thing. forgot what it's called. and some of you may wonder about my check in baggage. let me stun that curiosity. it didn't make it as fast as i did. kher. the plane to london was not even 1/2 full but i went to sleep immediately after take off so i wasn't able to nab a 4 seater spot to stretch out on. no matter. thank God for short asians (don't worry, i'm average height for my race) i was able to lay out on 2 seats. so the madness doesn't end there. once i arrived in london. we had an hour wait in line for connecting flights. damn you terminal 3. can anyone relate? tell me that's not the worst thing on the planet after cancer. ok i tend to hyperbolize. but you know what i'm sayin'. there was a 12 hour lay over in london. 12 hours. yeeesh. it was ugly. i was ugly. i made a few friends. these 2 americans...one sister who was in england and the other who was from cali who went to visit her. they were friendly. the one from cali has 4 sons who i wish i cared about but got to know very well. without their knowledge. also there was a desi couple from canayyyda. the hearsay information about them being a friendly people proved right. i still hold it against them. yeah i'm talking to you. anyway the lady saw my face and then said you can use my luggage to lean on and sleep. first i thought about all the stuff you hear about. i thought about cocaine lined bags. i thought about trained dogs. i thought about jail. then i went against all of that. i didn't even bother being polite and saying that initial "no, no, really, i can't" i just went with the jazakAllah kher as she inflated the head rests for me to lean on to make it comfy. man was she nice. you guys pray for her health. she told me about how she had breast cancer and was suffering from a uti. so yeah. london to pakistan was yuck. there was the food smell. the dude sitting next to me was worried i hadn't eaten. or used the bathroom. i didn't explain either. i barely spoke to him. he just moved over and said that i should lie down if i'm not feeling well. i did. i've never had a more exhausting trip. i love to travel. no doubt about that. but it's times like this i wish i could just teleport. know any secrets? hook it up

on my way back to the mothership. will write about my adventures when i make it to the other side of the pond. inshAllah

today is my day off from the world. and you will like it! i'm eating cheese and bread and fruit for breakfast. just cause. and so what if it's not strange. i'll do it anyway

seriously. i would like it if mundane little things like what i just posted about ironing were what were really plaguing my mind these days

hey ladies. needed some advice. how does one manage to not wrinkle a shalwar? i've seen some nicely ironed ones lasting for hours. how does that happen?

ben got a buzz cut and glasses. if that's not weird enough he's now government property. all of us have changed so much in the last 10 years. i'm not saying for the better or for worse. just never thought it would be like this. ya know? where were you 10 years ago? and doesn't it weird you out that you can say that?

entertaining ism

ism out on the field

on my way to ga. planning on sleeping most of the way. this time jetlag really messed me up

don't you hate it when you have some extra time and you call everyone on your list [all both of them in case of mine] and they're busy until later and then they wanna do something at the same exact time and you're overbooked? i've never been able to juggle different categories of friends so i try to lump them all together but i know them all in different contexts so it's always odd and awkward but i don't stop. that's all for today folks

eid mubarak! just got in *snore*

later on this week meant tomorrow apparently. so i'm only packing a carry on. i feel so cool traveling internationally with only one piece of check in luggage. 1/2 of which has things for broheme and chef l. nice eh? alright suckas i better start on that packing. i'm out

ok wow. today i got ditched by my parents so bad. i was supposed to return with them from lahore and the moment they met up with one of their old buddies. not that the buddy is old. but that their friendship is. anyway before i knew it i was on the bus making my way back by myself. i should be used to this by now right? well. i guess i better start packing. i leave later on this week for the u.s. inshAllah

today i got my new passport and now i'm on my way to lahore for my cousin's valima. just waiting around for my khala to drive hbiddy and ism and myself to the partay. it looks like we're gonna be a little late though and show at the wedding for all of a few minutes and then rush to the airport. it's this crazy life i lead. or rushed. i'm starting to tire out though. feels like i'm running on empty

just missed the first week of school. not exactly a good start but i've been so sick. and now i have this old lady hack. you know. the one when i start talking it gets aggravated and i'm sitting there not backing off the conversation and just coughing uncontrollably while trying to get my point across regardless of whether i'm understood. yeah. that one. jummah mubarak *cough* you guys

still sick. down with a sore throat, cough, runny nose, watery eyes, headache, random fever and difficulty breathing. can't even sleep cause i dry out

boo. i'm yucky

today we went to manora. the island off the coast of karachi where we used to live. it was great. we went on a boat ride [sun on water...beautiful]. we saw our dilapidated old house [kinda depressing]. we hung out at the beach [mmm water]. we went on a camel ride [tattooed camel said daikh magar pyar say...too many jokes off that to even divulge] and ran [or attempted to] up the light house stairs to a dizzying height. all in all it was the best way to spend the day. at night is my cousin's wedding. and i'll end it with fun times with my other cousins. couldn't have asked for more. alhumdulillah

i'm not a complicated person. loud happening music and greasy meaty foods will keep me content for hours. days even. and that's exactly what's gonna happen. i wanna squeeze in a nap and a talk about the worst manicure on the planet earth ever later. thank God for late karachi mehndis

hbiddy and i are given the flag room once again. we've had some hmmm let's just say impressive adventures in that room previously. involving many bodily fluids. i dare not go into detail. kher. we've already made a mess in the room and are ready to run amok at the dohlki tonight. awe yeah. oh yeah and happy new year's. bhangra pao