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Just sick of it
Sunday, November 22

i dont know where to start..
but i know what started me crying..
i was walking past my parents bedroom and smelt perfume.
it was the same smell our old house in uae used to smell like.
it was the perfume my dad used to spray just before every outing.
a whole bunch of memories crept back into my mind,
and i couldnt help the tears running down my cheek.

i just miss uae so much. i miss how my life was.
i really do. i miss my friends. i miss my house. i miss the suburb we lived in.
i miss how busy it was. how spicy life was. never was it a routine.
just remembering my best friend, makes me cry inside.

me leaving uae, hit me now.
in my last days of uae, i was in a dream.
i didnt know what to feel. i didnt know how to feel.
it was just so sudden, so quick. i didnt have time to stop and think.
i didnt even have a proper goodbye to my friends, i told them over the phone.
i was too excited of going to syria, to think what was happening around me.

i remember the last drive in uae. i remember being crammed into the car driving to Dubai airport. i remember looking around thinking to myself, damn. this is it. goodbye uae. wont be seeing you for a while. i remember being close to tears, but straight away pushing the thoughts away and to try and think of Syria instead.

i just wish i could just close my eyes and open them and find myself in uae.

uae has become part of me. the year in uae has officially been part of me.
it is part of my heart, part of my brain. i can just never forget the memories there.
i can never forget my friends, the culture, the everything.
every single day i remember it.

what hurts is that i was excited coming back to australia.
i was excited to start a new life, to come back to my friends,
to start a new page.

but when i came back, everything was different.
everything had changed. everyone i knew had changed.
all my dreams and hopes were crushed.
i just wish my "old" friends know how i really feel inside.
maybe they wouldnt be the way they are with me, now.

im just so hurt inside.

i need to be strong, and move on with life.
its the way it is, we have ups and downs.
yada yada yaa
you've heard all this crap before.

its just, we're human. we break.
sometimes we need to fall,
so we can pick ourselves up and start all over again.
start fresh.

im just sick of this daily routine.
im just sick of people treating me differently in school caus of my scarf.
no one barely approaches me in my new classes,
i have to approach them. i have to joke first, so they can start to ease up around me.
wallah ive had enough.
ive had enough of trying. of being myself.
im sick of being the "outsider"
im sick of ignorant people staring at me.
looking at my every single move.
im just. sick. of. it.

i just wish people knew who i was inside.
the potential i have.
i just wish people could see me for who i am.
not for what religion im from.
i will never. ever in my whole life, ever treat someone differently caus of their culture.
i will never leave someone left out.
i will try and make them feel welcomed.
i will not treat someone, like some people treat me.

i know this is only temporary and it wont last forever.
i know that i'll get through this.
i know that im going through the tough bit, a rough patch.
i just pray that God makes me strong, and eases the pain.
gets me through this peacefully.

i know that ill go back to uae.
i need to. i have to. ive already started a life there.
but im just afraid. that ill come back,
and find everything different
nothing the same.
even the people.
even my friends.
thats what im afraid of.
just like when i came back to aus.
i want to go back the way i left it.

but i cant.

alhamdulilah.
that is all i can and should say.
thank You God anyway.
thank You for giving me this amazing experience.

God knows what best for me.
God never forgets anyone.
He's not leaving me in the cold.
He knows whats best.
i just need to be patient.
with time, things will get better.
i will get stronger.
its all bloody worth it in the end.
i just know.

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How Adorable!
Saturday, November 21

Helloo everyone.
man have i been busy with studies. =_=
i have so much to catch up on, in so little time.

when i study, i feel like its not enough
and when i have a break from studying, i feel guilty.
and then when i study again, i start freaking out.
and ARGH

*takes a deep breath*
im ok now.
i will get through this. we all do.

ANYWAY.
i was looking around youtube[since my internet renewed and is super super fast.]
and i came across a couple of vids i thought of sharing with you's.
the first vid i saw from Anges blog:



omg how freakin ADORABLE.
i just wanna cuddle him.
its soo sweet!

next one is just even more sweeter.
i went crazy.



OMG ISNT HE JUST ADORABLE MASHALLAH?
I JUST WANNA EAT HIM.
every single time i hear this I GO CRAZYYY
i keep on saying, habibiiii, ya rabbiii
=D i just love kids.

which reminds me.
about 2 weeks ago, we went to a fam friends house,
and they have this lil cute son, HE'S SOO ADORABLE MASHALLAH
especially when he says, yeeea.
and, kayyy [for ok]
he has this cute lil accent, i just wanna eat him every time he says those words.
anyway, when i came over he was shy. and like would stay away from a distance.
i would run behind a wall and like peep at him, and he would get all shy haha
then gradually, he became warm with me.
then he became annoying.

LOL but he was just so adorable i could not say no to him.
he kept on wanting to play with me.
i played "ring a ring a rosy" like 489562986 times.



you could just imagine the crap i went through huh?

then he got his home fone and mobile fone [yes. he has his own mobile] and called himself,
and gave me his home fone and told me to talk to him LOL
im like, er.. so he ran into the room and was talking to me and telling me to hide.
hahaha it was fun the first 3 times. then it wasnt that fun 8936252 times later.

and then we had to build blocks.
look. its fun playing with kids. it was fun playing with him.
but its not fun when you have to do the same thing 28430576203 times, in the same row.

but i kinda learnt that you should never give TOO much attention to kids, caus then they get attached and expect you to do everything for them. and when you dont, they actually get upset and angry at you lol they dont care about the crap you went through just to keep them happy haha

i would love to have kids, inshallah i do.
:)

anyway. heres on last video. surely amazing.
i was just shocked.

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The Call
Thursday, November 19

You probably know by now [hopefully] that us muslims pray 5 times a day, at certain times. We have a call for prayer, at certain times in the day, that tells us when its time to pray. It's called the Athan, and is called by a person through speakers from mosques.

It truly is amazing. Especially when it's Maghrib prayer~ just after sunset. Sometimes it sends shivers up my spine. It makes you feel so blessed and peaceful, it refreshes you. Its a friendly reminder of the One and Only. The meaning is amazing. Sometimes when I'm outside at a park or some place, when I hear the athan i instantly relax and all my troubles and worries run away with the words in the athan.









The Caller to Prayer

God is the Greatest, God is the Greatest
God is the Greatest, God is the Greatest

I bear witness that there's no God but God,
I bear witness that there's no God but God



I bear witness that Mohammed [PBUH] is the messenger of God,
I bear witness that Mohammed [PBUH] is the messenger of God



Come to prayer, Come to prayer
Come to success, Come to success



God is the Greatest, God is the Greatest
There is no God but God.

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An Angel?
Tuesday, November 17

This is actually a true story, and it happened in Dubai. My bestie told me this when i was in uae. I thought of sharing it with you's :)

[sorry if the story isnt word to word correct, but im not the best at remembering things lol]


Well it all started in the Gold Market late at night. All the shops were closed except for one; the shop owner had stayed open to count his money. After a while an old man came into the store and asked the shop owner if he could fix his jewellery for him. The shop owner declined saying that his shop was closed and would do it another time. The old man begged using Gods name.

God bless you. God help you. Please help me. etc.

finally the shop owner agreed and felt sorry for the old man. The old man sat at the front of the store waiting for his jewellery to get fixed.

While the shop owner was fixing it, a couple walked in and asked if they could buy something. The shop owner declined and told them that his shop was closed, but he was fixing an old man's jewellery.

The couple replied, "Which old man?"
"That old man!" the shop owner replied while pointing at the old man.
"Where is he? We can't see him?"
"That old man! he's sitting over there, can't you see him!?"
"Are you playing with us?! You must be crazy!"
and the couple left the store. The shop owner was shocked but ignored them and resumed his work.

After a while another couple walked in. They wanted to buy something, but once again the shop owner declined and said his shop was closed and was fixing something for an old man.
once again, the couple asked, "Which old man?"
"That old man!" the shop owner said while pointing.
"Where? We can't see him! Are you trying to make fun of us!"
and the couple left the store.

The shop owner was shocked and started to doubt the old man..
he would think to himself, these people must be right! they can't be making something up! maybe he's a jinn? maybe he's a ghost..

so the shop owner went to the old man and asked, who are you? what are you?

the old man smiled and said,
i am not a jinn, nor am i a human.
i am an angel.

the shop owner was shocked!

the old man continued,
God sent me here to tell you that you are a good person, you agreed to help me and that you will be going to Heaven.

the shop owner could not believe his ears! He asked the old man for proof for him being an angel.

the old man took out a white cloth and asked the shop owner to smell it.

The shop owner was so excited and smelt it.

The next day he woke up to find his store robbed.

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Barbers don't exist

A man went to a barbershop to have his hair cut and his beard trimmed. As the barber began to work, they began to have a good conversation. They talked about so many things and various subjects. When they eventually touched on the subject of God.

The barber said, "I don't believe that God exists."

"Why do you say that?" asked the customer.

"Well, you just have to go out in the street to realize that God doesn't exist. Tell me, if God exists, would there be so many sick people? Would there be abandoned children? If God existed, there would be neither suffering nor pain. I can't imagine a loving God who would allow all of these things."

The customer thought for a moment, but didn't respond because he didn't want to start an argument. The barber finished his job and the customer left the shop. Just after he left the barbershop, he saw a man in the street with long, stringy, dirty hair and an untrimmed beard. He looked dirty and unkempt.

The customer turned back and entered the barber shop again and he said to the barber, "You know what? Barbers do not exist."

"How can you say that?" asked the surprised barber. "I am here, and I am a barber, and i just worked on you!"

"No!" the customer exclaimed. "Barbers don't exist because if they did, there would be no people with dirty long hair and untrimmed beards, like that man outside."

"Ah, but barbers do exist! That's what happens when people do not come to me."

"Exactly!" affirmed the customer. "That's the point! God, too, does exist! That's what happens when people do not go to him and don't look to him for help.

That's why there's so much pain and suffering in the world."

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Mixed Updates
Wednesday, November 11

yesss i am aware its been awhile since ive posted.
but doesnt mean im not alive.
i have been twitting furiously!
i have so many random thoughts and things to talk bout.
so i just twit them away.

i have been so busy with school and study, its not even funny.
im not upset though haha caus i asked for it =P
its better than staying home and doing nothing!

in 2 weeks time, the summer holidays shall start =) yayy!

anyway.
just some random things to write:


= yesterday after school, while we were walking up to the bus station we were eating M&M's. and we felt high after so much sugar. and i said to my friends, now our hands will be all colourful! [caus the M&M's will melt] and then some random thought crept into my mind.
lets wipe our hands on random people's bag.
yes.lets just accidentally bump into people and go, OH SORRY, *wipe*
but then we couldn't be stuffed.
and got carried away with other things.

= today i finished carving this thing for art! YAY now all i need to do is print it.


= i love aussie money, its plastic and colourful


= a hand i drew :) its the only thing im good at! havn't finished it yet



= today was remembrance day, and we had to stand up for one minute silence. but the whole time, i could only think about the people of iraq and palestine. dont get me wrong, not that i dont care bout the troops, its just, i dont know... all i could think about were the innocent people that got killed caus of war, and were never acknowledged by the world.

= i absolutely love driving. its all i ever want to do. especially at night. especially when its raining. i love love love it!

= i was looking at past fotos when i was a lil kiddie, and its amazing how different i loook! when i look at the photos, its like another life time! life was so different! after i closed the album, i thought to myself, damn i had such an amazing childhood life. I would do anything to repeat it again. Whats more amazing and unbelievable, is when I'm in my late 20's ill be looking back at my teenage photos, and think, wow. a different lifetime.

[yes. i dont have a scanner. i had to take photos of the photos haha]


my beautiful auntie. i just think this picture is soo beautiful i just had to put it on.

this is mum, dad took this photo. it was somewhere in europe :)

this is me and mum in greece or italy, i forgot lol

mee on a ride haha i was so excited, once again, dad took this photo

aww me and my family friends, i still know the one next to me, but the others moved to another country :(

= can i have you? because i want you.

= its amazing how in just one month, many things can happen. i always think, hmm whats gonna happen in a months time from now?

= i am missing uae so freaking much. one of the best years of my freaking life. every single day, i have flashbacks of my life in uae. i remember my friends clearly, their personalities, their facial expressions, their laughs.. i remember the shopping malls, and my favourite spots in them. I remember how my school life was, i remember the classroom. Sometimes i close my eyes and picture myself in my old room in uae. I picture myself going down the lift, walking across the road and walking along the lake. i remember my best friend, i remember our lovely times with eachother. and everytime i remember all this, i come close to tears. thats how much i miss it. and thats why i love dreaming. it takes you to places you may never get to go to.

= i had a haircut :) but its soo different to my usual haircuts.
and whats that got to do with you? WELL
i felt refreshed. new.
i wanted a change. and by cutting my hair, i felt different.
you should try it!

= i miss syria like shit. YES, I LIKE MISS EVERYTHING. i miss things i dont have. and when i have them, i miss the things i had before. i hate that of myself. in uae, i missed australia. and then in australia i missed uae. HOW SHITTY. but no seriously, i miss syria. when i was in syria, i didnt really miss australia LOL i can clearly picture the streets, i still remember the sounds of the street, i still remember the taxi's and how it feels staring outside the window. I remember Suk al hamideyah reallyyy clearly. I have so many flashbacks. Its like part of me. Syria and uae have become part of me. its something i can just never forget ever.

= i love australian weather.

= i need to buy new clothes. i barely have any. and they look crap anyway.

= cant wait until i finish school so i can travel back to uae and syria and some other countries [inshallah turkey!]

= OMG yesterday i had to stand in the bus GAH i hate it. i had to hold onto this bar thingy, and i had to balance, and i looked like a freakin RETARD. i lukd like i was dancing hahaha

= last week i had a spasm and literally started shuffling hardcore on the kitchen floor like a maniac. my brother was at the door looking at me like, wtf?

= last week i went to the city, and i just loved it =)
it was night, and the weather was perfect.
the city has changed heaps! it was really weird seeing things differently, i missed the way it used to be. ive had so many memories in the city, ever since i was a lil kiddie.. there's this certain spot in the city that i just love. i just have to go there when i go to the city. i have so memories, so many flashbacks. i just get this wave of happiness. one of them were when i was a child and mum was in hospital delivering my bro LOL and dad took me to that exact spot.. dad took photos of me [i think i got my love for photography from dad] and we walked around.. and i just remember how bright and sunny it was, and how windy it was.. and how excited and happy i was. i remember holding my dads hand and just looking around.. we used to always go there, and my parents would take turns pushing me in the pram.. and sometimes i would fake myself sleeping, just so they could push me. ahh great times :)

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MSN Adventures- Part 2
Sunday, November 1

what me and my bestie get up to on msn..

nevin. says:
LOOOL

- friend. says:
i need to pee.
=.=
BRB

nevin. says:
dude dont worry
me too
OMG

- friend. says:
FATPOO

nevin. says:
lets have a race

- friend. says:
HAHAHAH

nevin says:
to see who finishes first

- friend. says:
OK
READY

nevin. says:
ok and now

- friend. says:
SET
GO

about 2minutes later..

- friend. says:
WOO
I WON

nevin. says:
bak

- friend. says:
:L :L :L :L :L :L :L

nevin. says:
I LIKE LITERLLY RAN
mum was like? wth.

- friend. says:
HAHAHHAHA
ME TOO
I RAN SO FAST

nevin. says:
YOU SO CHEATED
U SO DIDNT WASH YOUR HANDS

- friend. says:
LIKE JUMPED THE STAIRS
HAHAHHAHA
I DID WALLAH
I LIKE FULL ON YANKED THE TOILET PAPER

nevin. says:
LOOOL

- friend. says:
HAHAHAH
THAT WAS SO FUNNY
AND FUN

nevin. says:
I LIKE LITERALLY WASNT GOIN TO CLOSE THE DOOR
CAUS I WAS IN A RUSH

- friend. says:
HAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHA

nevin. says:
AND THEN I LIKE RAN TO WASH MY HANDS, I EVEN WASHED IT WITH SOAP
OMG WE ARE LIKE SO GAY

- friend. says:
hahahhahahahhahahahahhahah
we're cool

nevin. says:
dude we can have so much fun
we can have mini games

- friend. says:
HAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA

nevin. says:
and see who finshes first
ok that was lame.

- friend. says:
i play internet games
HAHA
race

nevin. says:
omg lets play one!
hvnt played one in ages

- friend. says:
find a hot wog NOT using google, fb, or bebo
first one wins

nevin. says:
LOOOL

You have invited - friend. to start Minesweeper Flags. Please wait for a response or Cancel (Alt+Q) the pending invitation.

- friend. says:
im playing the internet game
LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL
THATS NOT WHAT I MEANT
LIKE RACES TO FIND SOMETHIGN FIRST
i always play
and then you send me a minesweeper invitation

nevin. says:
LOOOL
yallah accept.

- friend. says:
IM LOOKING FOR A HOT WOG

nevin. says:
just so you know. im not playing it
HAHAHA YOUR PLAYING IT ALL ALONE


yes. we are so bored.

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Racism
Saturday, October 31

I have an English oral, and I just finished it today =D
and I thought of sharing it with you,
it's to do with racism.
[marginalised voices]

Basically you choose a poem out of the ones the teacher has given to you, and make a presentation that suits it, if you know what i mean lol so there are poems about gender marginalisation, about the unemployed, a prisoner and so on. I chose about racism moohahaha/ i wonder why.

so the poem i chose was called Australia:

You big ugly. You too empty. You desert with your nothing nothing nothing.You scorched suntanned. Old too quickly. Acres of suburbs watching the telly. You bore me. Freckle silly children. You nothing much.

With your big sea. Beach beach beach. I´ve seen enough already. You Dumb dirty city with bar stools. You´re ugly. You silly shoppingtown. You copy. You too far everywhere. You laugh at me. When I came this woman gave me a box of biscuits. You try to be friendly but you´re not very friendly.

You never ask me to your house. You insult me. You don´t know how to be with me. Road road tree tree. I came from crowded and many. I came from rich. You have nothing to offer. You´re poor and spread thin. You big. So what. I´m small. It´s what´s in. You silent on Sunday. Nobody on your streets. You dead at night. You go to sleep too early. You don´t excite me. You scare me with your hopeless. Asleep when you walk. Too hot to think. You big awful. You don´t match me. You burnt out. You too big sky. You make me a dot in the nowhere. You laugh with your big healthy. You want everyone to be the same. You´re dumb. You do like anybody else. You engaged Doreen.

You big cow. You average average. Cold day at school playing around at lunchtime. Running around fot nothing. You never accept me. For your own. You always ask me where I´m from. You always ask me. You tell me I look strange. Different. You don´t adopt me. You laugh at the way I speak.

You think you´re better than me. You don´t like me. You don´t have any Interest in another country. Idiot centre of your own self. You think the rest of the world walks around without shoes or electric light. You don´t go anywhere. You stay at home. You like one another. You go crazy on Saturday night. You get drunk. You don´t like me and you don´t like women. You put your arm around men in bars. You´re rough. I can´t speak to you. You burly burly. You´re just silly to me. You big man. Poor with all your money. You ugly furniture. You ugly house. Relaxed in your summer stupor: All year. Never fully awake. Dull at school. Wait for other people to tell you what to do. Follow the leader. Can´t imagine. Work horse. Thick legs. You go to work in the morning. You shiver on a tram.

Ania Walwicz

pretty ausome right =D
so its bout Australia and the society. I guess the author has had bad experience with Australia. anyway i decided on this, and this is what I came up with:


Roles

- One white Australian man [the racist]

- One Muslim girl [the victim]


1. [Man stands from far distance thinking]

“Those bloody dirty towel headed terrorists. Who do they think they are? There’s too many of them, they don’t belong here. God knows what they plan or do in their mosques. Their religion is full of violence and hate; they’re a threat to Australia! Just look at her! Wearing that towel on her so head so proudly, forcing her culture on ours. If I went to Iran, I’d probably get my eyes gauged out just for looking at a girl! Pft, they should go back to where they came from. Who do they think they are! They have the best houses, cars, jobs. They’re taking it from us Australians. This is my country and I’m going to stand up for what I think is right, these people need a lesson, and they need to be shown a thing or two.”


2. [Girl walking from far distance thinking]

“Gosh today was so funny, I can’t believe Leena said that- [Sees man looking at her in a bad way] Why is that man looking at me in that way? I’m not doing anything wrong, am I? I’m not wearing my bronco’s jersey. I’m not- oh… it’s probably because of my scarf… I don’t want to sound paranoid, but what else could it be? I’m not doing anything wrong. Argh why are people so bloody ignorant? I’m just a teenage girl; I don’t look scary, do I? I’m not intimidating? I’m sick of people judging me because of my faith and ethnic background. I just know he’s going to say something. If he does, I’m not going to be quiet! I’ve had enough! This time I will fight back. I’m not going to endure this silent treatment any longer!”


3. [Man walks by while saying a racist comment]

“Take that towel off you bloody Moslem, you’re in Australia. Go back to where you came from you terrorist. You don’t belong here.”


4. [Girl turns around and starts yelling]

“Excuse me? Who do you think you are to come up to me and say that, you rude person. Don’t you have any respect? Do I really look like a terrorist to you? How stupid can people get! I am sick and tired of people like YOU, putting me down and telling me I don’t belong here. When I damn right do! This is a free country, and I can wear whatever I want, whenever I want, whether you like it or not. No! YOU listen to ME. Try being in my shoes for one day, I get stares, I get treated differently, and why? Because of people’s stupidity and because of their ignorance. I’m a human being too, and I have feelings. I bet you don’t know anything about Islam.”


5. [Man replies]

“Yes I know about Islam, and it’s a load of crap! Save your speech for someone who cares. In Iran you wouldn’t be able to do the things you can do here, so stop complaining and accept it. You’re living on our land, deal with our rules, respect our culture and take that bloody scarf off! Or better off, GET OUT!”

[He walks away, and thinks to himself]

“What an idiot for thinking I’d actually listen to her! I’m not changing my mind bout them, I know what I see on news, and it’s not bull. Look how she was yelling at me! I’m not surprised, they are violent people!


6. [Girl replies]

“Wouldn’t it have been better if I stayed quiet…? I’m nothing to them. I’m not even human. I don’t even have feelings. But I have to stay strong. I will not let this affect me. I’m not going to let an ignorant person put me down. People like him, are cancer spreading hate and racism through Australia. There is no certain “race” in this country, we all come from different religions and backgrounds, and become as one. I am an Australian. It is the truth. Even though I am not accepted in most of this society, I will still call this place home. No other country can give me the life I already have here.”


nevin.
so what do you think?
im going to act that out, so maybe some of the things dont really make much sense written.

so tell me, what do you think a racist would reply?
this is just a draft, and shall show my teacher hopefully this week.

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fmylife =)

yup. fmylife.
IS THE FUNNIEST CRAP EVER online.
hahahaha
omg man,
i discovered it through my friend
and spent hours reading other peoples misfortunes LOL

gotta admit its funny. haha
here are some of my fave:

Today, I recieved a message on MySpace from a cute guy I've been talking to for a while. It read, "I saw a girl in Old Navy at the mall last night that looked a lot like you, but she was much fatter." I was in Old Navy at the mall last night. FML

Today, my boyfriend and I were fighting. I started crying and he went to wipe away my tears. Eventually, I noticed that he kept brushing over the same spot on my cheek, like he was trying to remove something. I had to tell him it was a zit. FML

Today, I met up with a girl I've been talking to on the internet for a year and a half. Turns out she edits her moustache out of all her photos. FML

Today, my boyfriend of five years gave me the silent treatment, refusing to talk to me or do anything more than glare at me during the entire three hour drive we took this morning. Why? Because I slept with his best friend. In his dream last night. FML

Today, my son's hamster died. It was overweight and got stuck in its plastic tube. My 6 year old son came downstairs to me smashing a plastic tube with a dead hamster in it on the kitchen table. He thinks I killed it. FML

Today, a girl I've liked for several years gave me her number. Finally, I worked up the courage to call her. It was a suicide help line. FML

Today, I was getting on a bus, the driver shut the door on me while I was half way inside. Instead of apologizing to me, he criticized me for getting in the way. FML

Today, a man came up to me asking for my name. Thinking he was trying to hit on me, I rudely gave him a fake name. He thanked me and walked away. I continued to watch him leaving until I saw him ask another woman for her name and took out a wallet and showed it to her. It was my lost wallet. FML

Today, I failed an oral speech because "I didn't look up once." The problem was, every time I looked up, my teacher looked down. Every time I looked down, she looked up. FML

Today, while I was eating, my younger sister came over and sat beside me. She started clipping her toenails. Disgusted by it, I turned and opened my mouth to tell her to move somewhere else, just as one flew inside my mouth. FML

Today, I was in minding my own business in bed in my dorm room. It was dark and my roommate came over, intending to slap my ass really hard. The problem is, I was lying face up. FML

Today, I was working a haunted house. I have a really good spot where I hide and scare people. This really hot guy was walking up, and I jumped out and screamed. He punched me in the face. FML

Today, I had to complete a project for my course in Italian. We had to write a little paragraph about a friend. I had to make one up. FML

Today, I took a smoke break at work and I noticed a huge zit on my face. I used the reflection from a window to take care of the problem and then realized that there was a staff meeting taking place on the other side. FML

LOL that happened to me once.
anyway, theres another site, called. mlia.
my life is average.
yup, and you can just imagine the things they write on there,
the most randomest things hahaha

Today, I realized the word bed actually looks like a bed. MLIA

Today, I wore Axe body spray. I wasn't tackled by any women. MLIA.

Today, while waiting for the last children to be picked up in my class, we were discussing what they were going to be for Halloween. One girl said a monkey, another said a princess. The only boy pipes in and says "I want to be a juice box, so everybody can suck me" He's 6. MLIA

Today, I was having sex with my girlfriend. She yelled out the name Tommy. My name is Tommy. MLIA

LOOOOOOOOOL HOW FREAKIN RANDOM.

Today, while out driving with my Driving Instructor, he gave me a long winded speech about being ready for deer to jump out, and never to scream or slam on the brakes as we drove through a wooded area. As soon as he finished, a herd of deer jumped in front of us. He screamed like a girl, and slammed on the brakes. MLIA

Today at school I leaned back in my chair and it made a farting noise. I casually did it again so everybody would know it was the chair. MLIA

Today, I learned that one of my professors has his own personal blog. I decided to check it out, thinking it would be about his subject of study. The latest entry was one that read "I am so upset right now. One of my sheep died on Farmville." I think If I bring him flowers he might not give us homework this weekend due to his tragic loss. MLIA

Today, I was walking to the university library, when a random person I'd never seen or spoken to in my life said to me, "Excuse me," and I glared at him, thinking he was probably soliciting me for money. He continued looking intently at my face for about a couple seconds and then said, "Thanks, I just wanted to check my hair." I was wearing reflective sunglasses. MLIA.


HAHAHA gosh. which one was your fave?


welcome

nevin.
female.
australia.
syrian. iraqi. australian.
muslim.
patriotic.
photographer.



Hey! Welcome to my blog, im just a teenage girl living my life like any teenage girl would. the only difference is that both of my family have suffered through war, my religion is supposedly the most dangerous in the world, and i'm a "stranger" in the country I've lived in all my life.

Hope you enjoy your stay on my blog =)

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