alright so today was my last exam for a while. and by that i mean about 2 weeks. thought of the day: a sign that reads male toilet faculty

today wasn't bad. it wasn't good either. i just hope tomorrow's is way better. exponentially hopefully. so i don't like it when company comes over at a time when you're about to eat. i'm not talking about company that you enjoy. the company that you don't enjoy only adds to your irritation when they come around a meal time. need lunch. that is all

have sneaking suspicion that have ocd. alhumdulillah exams are going well. whatever it is that you're doing you're doing it right. please keep praying. i love you guys. ok i don't know most of you. but if i were to know your identities maybe i could grow to love you. but i love you guys like i love the human race or the muslim ummah. that general hey you're human too. sweet! why must i have a disclaimer for everything i say out loud? oh yeah. experience

good Lord. what i did in there this morning. it should be a sin how many lies i wrote about normal physiology. been noshing since

everyone. all 50 of us in that lecture hall. cheated on that anatomy exam. it was rather disgusting. but funny too. when will this be over with?

had a biochemistry exam today. it was medium. i think some of you aren't praying hard enough *glare* haha nah i really need to figure out why i'm messing up and fix it. and here's to one of my fav girls for graduating. nice head shot haina? zidane too. so proud of you girlie. oh hey i remembered this a little while ago. whatever happened to 1.1.11 in juno at uno's? i wonder if ahsan remembers

and now back to your regularly scheduled blog. first up i want to wish everyone an eid mubarak. hope yours was as fantastic as ours. also, my cuz ushi the craziest madam teacher this side of the equator was born today a couple of decades back. happy bornday ush baba ganush. i've discovered the magic of google talk. yes, i finally sprung for the rs.400 flimsy mic/headset. after 3 years of living here i still don't know how to light a gas stove. viva la microwave. i now know my limits when i'm stopped at a red light and bullied by the kids who want to wash my windshield. they don't take no for an answer and i don't know how to say no anymore. coolness emanates from my grandfather who always introduces me to the creme dela creme of society. sure they don't care who i am and sure i don't care who they are but it's a classy gesture. how's this for makeup blogs? that's 7. including this one. you know how i do