Birdssss.

On Wednesday, H saw a baby bird in our front yard. It could not fly, and when we came out, its parents abandoned it. H gave the baby bird some wheat bread and then we went back inside the house. The parents stole the bread and went back into the trees. but then they came back down and fed the baby.

Then S butted in. She's crazy about catching birds, so of course she was interested.

I later found a second baby bird.

We caught the birds and put them into a box. Then we left for swimming.

They died today.

The end.

Purple Oatmeal and Cold Lemonade

That was my breakfast this morning. Purple oatmeal and cold lemonade.

I know, I'm strange. *sobs*

Well, my oatmeal was purple because I put a bunch of blueberries in it. Was good, I guess. The lemonade was also obviously good, because when is lemonade disgusting?

Today, when Ummi was at her Quran masjid class, us kids prayed Dhuhr. Hammy put on my red swimming tights and we cracked up for about an hour.

Naw, I'm exaggerating. Anyways, we then prayed, and then we ate ice cream. Then I suggested we make a horror movie. So on the computer, Skin opened Notepad and wrote out the plan for our horror movie. I got my book on how to write horror fiction, and that got us thinking. This was the plot (from what I remember):

Z walks through sunroom and H as zombie pops out. Then Z walks through H's room and a ghost pops out. Z breathes faster and his heart beats harder, and he goes to S's room. Z walks through there and a vampire is there.

Well that's all I remember. xD I was the ghost, so we got our acrylic paints and painted our faces. Hammy painted his face green and lined his eyes with red. Sakinah painted my face white and my eyeholes black. Then we got a white square tudung and draped it around my head. Hammy then repainted his face white and his eyebags black. Then Zeyo was painted as a skeleton. It was awesome.

-Nu

Earwax.

I just finished cleaning out my ears. Stay calm.

I'll be changing the blog background again soon. I drew a cartoon of me today.

Today's News:

I'm practice fasting so I can get used to it before Ramadan comes. We were planning to go to the Precious Provisions class this weekend in Dallas but I just receivef=d an email saying that the class had to be postponed and it is now on September 22. So we'll never be able to go because of...stuff that I can't tell you about yet.

I'm hungry.


On Saturday there was a talk by the new imam. His name is Abdul-Halim Shaout. (and yes, since he's an imam and a famous guy I can put his whole name here.) He gave a talk that lasted for two hours or something, I didn't listen to it because I was in the masjid kitchen playing with the kids. When it was over everyone was leaving and Zak asked me if I could come to his house.

"I don't know, I can if I ask my mom," I said. So I asked Ummi and Zak waited in the doorway for Ummi's answer. Ummi's took too long to answer so Zak went to his van. When Ummi confirmed, I wen to the shoeplace and then Zak peeked his head in the door way. I gave him a thumbs up.

"You can?! YES!!!" he cried. Then he ran to his van, leaving me to put on my shoes. xD

So THAT happened. I went to his house. had fun, and had more fun at night.


I'm too hungry to tell you what happened on Sunday, aka yesterday, so farewell.

-Nu

It hurts.

My SEMAA ended yesterday, and Reb came because on Wednesday and Thursday she had archery and sewing class.

My upper right arm hurts because I was climbing the masjid apple tree and I kinda fell and my sleeve snagged on a thingy on a branch and then I got a two-inch-long scar on my arm. It hurts.

Tonight there is a community pizza thingy and right now Skin is making a cake for momma's class graduation.

-Nu

I'm sweaty and stuff like that

I have some news.

I just went toiletting.

That's not the news.

I want to change the background of this blog. Soooo....


Y'know.

I forgot what else I was going to say.

-Nu

Your Work Has Just Begun

I just thought of that random title.

Anyways, today was the third day of my SEMAA camp. Reb did not come, but we managed to make our robot dump ping pong balls into a box. We then had a competition and we lost.

WAAA POOR ME AND EM. AND REB.

My tummy hurts because I ate too much today and I feel like turding too. My tummy and butt are processing and we're going swimming tonight. And a new Imam is coming here tomorrow, from what I heard form Mum and Hammy's discussion, and there's going to be a dinner at the masjid on Friday, Hammy said.

Yerp. Das it.

I think I should go turd....


bai! ♥

-Nu

Erma!

Oh my! I haven't been here for the whole weekend!

Well, Saturday we went to Hib's house and then we went to the masjid at night for an awesome dinner. Nev and Jess were there, and Nev was hilarious.

Sunday was Sunday school, and Ramadan was discussed. Next Sunday is the last Sunday school.

Today was my SEMAA camp. I made a robot with my two teammates who were named Reb and Em. Em was crazy.

That's mainly it. If I felt like it I'd tell you the stories in more detail but I unfortunately don't feel like it. So goodbye.

-Nu

Ughhhh....wow.

I haven't been here for two days.

Ugh.

Well, to the news.

Wednesday night we went swimming. Well, only Ummi and Skin did. I went to the masjid with Hammy and Abi. So there were these two new converts, a mum and her daughter. The mum is Jess, and the daughter is Niv. They were talking to someone named Asm, and I heard them talking while I was 'practicing' my surah in the library. So yerrp...

Then nothing happened yesterday.

Today we went to the masjid for ummi's class. Only D was there, so Ummi taught only one student. And so basically that wraps it up. Tonight there's a meeting about Ramadan at the masjid. I wanna go. So I will. After Abi and Hammy get back from soccer. Hammy is wearing black and red. So will I, tonight.

Catch you later.

-Nu

I dislike pained tummies

Okay, maybe not. I HATE/LOATHE/WANNA KILL/DESPISE PAINED TUMMIES AND STOMACHACHES AND FOOD POISONED TUMMIES AND PEOPLE.


Mmm, these potatoes are good.

-Nu

PS: Stop rant-yelling and calm down.

Yeeeerg. Have I abandoned you guys?

If I have, I apologize.

Hammy was very annoying today. He squirted me with a water gun.

Tomorrow I have Speech therapy again.

Next week I have my SEMAA Battle of the Bots at NMSU something-something.

My tummy felt great last night and this morning, but in the afternoon it started feeling horrible again. I am weak right now which might explain some of the bad grammer in this pst.

I tried rukyah on tummy a milliob times but aaaah it takes a long time to work because Allah is testing me.


I better go do my Quran. Seeyalater alligater.

-Nu

Bananas.

I can't drink milk and I have to eat bananas and drink water. If we hurry in decluttering our house we can get out the sewing machine. Hammy is frying fish for lunch. We just came back from therapy. I'm famished.

^Complaints.

Mmm, the fish smells good.

4 weeks until Ramadan. In honor of it, I present to you some Ramadan songs.

The Months in Islam
http://youtu.be/6FTLB59Cs5U
Heard this song in El's van once.

When We've Scanned the Sky
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wQP_JQiQmDM
An old favorite of mine.

Ramadan Nasheed by Al-Afasy
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S13QAVB_Agw
Yerp. No comment.

Enjoyyy.

-Nu

Sweat

I'm ready to go to speech therapy, and I'm sweaty. It's not wearing-too-much-clothes sweaty, but it's sick sweaty. I hate.

I hope I don't barf at therapy.

Right now Skin is doing weird things to her hair.

And mum just called, so bye.

-Pained Tummy Nu

Barf.

So basically I DIDN'T sleep in mummy's room last night because my daft tummy started acting up again, and the temperature was so hot, and it made me lazy. I slept in my bed. (Which reminds me, I gotta go clean it plus my desk.)

I woke up at 3AM due to tumpains. I turned on the light and evil Skin appeared to be awake.
"N, what're you doinnnng?" she moaned zombie-ishly.
I moaned back, "My tummy hurts, I don't know what to do."
"Go to the bathroom," she moaned.
 I toiletted some, and then I went back to my bed, but I still felt horrible. In my head I wondered if I should go and protest to mummy or not.

I went and woke mummy up. "Terkejut lah!" she mumbled, which can translate to, "You scared me!"

Yeah, well, my tummy is scarier. It keeps growwwwling. I wonder what is actually happening in my tummy.

So mum asked me some questions a doctor would have asked. Then I went downstairs and drank some water. Unfortunately it made me run over to the bathroom and puke in the potty. Urgh.

So yeah, then I went to go sleep on the couch. Dad later woke me up before he left for Fajr. "You okay N?"

I nodded.

So then I went back to my bed and slept there. When I woke up, Skin was having her class and I was just in my bed feeling horrible. Then it hit me - NOBODY WOKE ME UP FOR FAJR THEY PRAYED BY DEMSELVES ISH THEY GOT A PROBLEM

So I went to the bathroom, quickly made waz, and prayed. I was in silent agony.

Now I'm supposed to do math, and I just drank water, and my tummy is making sounds, disgusting sounds, and barf wants to come out of my mouth. But I won't let it.

And again, this post was written on the iPad and I'll fix it when I get on the computer.

-Pained Tummy Nu

Worst Day Ever? I'm not sure.

So I didn't go teach Sunday school today because of my pained tummy. But actually, when everyone came back from tennis (they went without me because I was all moaning and groaning on the couch feeling horrible) my tummy felt better, and I wanted to go to Sunday school. But that was junky, since I already emailed one of the Sunday school bosses saying I couldn't go because of my tummy. Good thing though, because last night I had a dilemma.

[Last night]

"Okay, so we're having lunch at Kylie's tomorrow. But how can I go if it starts at Sunday school time?" I wondered aloud.
"Do you have to go?" Mum asked.
"Yes," I insisted. "Since Hnd (aka Umm Arwa) left, there's these three girls who don't have a teacher now, and also, I have to teach Hal and Nab."
"Oh."
"You don't HAVE to go," growled S, comin' at me with a killer knife in her hand. No, just kidding.
I attacked her in my head.

Then Dad called and he said he was coming home and if any of us wanted to go to the masjid we should get ready. Earlier Mum was pestering me about my math. Grrrrr. So I got ready but I didn't have time to finish my math, because dad came home and showered and then more things happened. In my head I panicked, but partly satisfied that I could get away from my math for a while.

When I came home from the masjid, Skin told me that Mummy said that I couldn't go to Sunday school tomorrow because I didn't finish my math.

Uh-oh.

I attacked Mum and put her in the NuNu dungeon. In my head.

So I cursed my math (yes, I apologize for being bad) and then I tried to finish it before bedtime so I could go. Skin helped me. Sort of.

But then Dad barged in and said, "Do it tomorrow, after Fajr."

I was like ASDSDFFFJLGJ, then he turned off the lights when I wasn't even wearing my PJ's yet.

So I got ready for bed, put my math away, and got in bed.

It was a terrible experience, because my tummy was growling all night, and I wanted to barf. I somehow slept by the mercy of God.

[End of last night scene]

This morning I prayed Fajr and then dad told me to do my math, but I just wasn't in the mood for it. My annoying tummy was acting up again, so I stayed in my bed and ignored my mum telling me to get ready for tennis.

They left without me and I lay down on the couch until I felt slightly better. Then I ate some food including dad's strange eggs. Then I read my horror books.

Then they came back, and then a few hours after that mum made Apam Warna-warna for Auntie Sal.
Then we left for Kylie's house.

We ate food. Auntie Sal gave us clothes. I got three new hair bands. Yay.

Then we left at 'Asr time and prayed at the masjid. When I got there, kids crowded all over me.

Hal and Nab tickled me, Reem high fived me, Ak pretended she didn't know me, and Zak put me, Nab, and Reem into a pile.

Then we calmed down and prayed.

Then we left. Hal and Nab call me a tickle monster.

I wonder who was their teacher today.

So when we got home, I read a book or something (I don't remember) and then I took a nap. When I woke up I felt horrible, everything was so hot and I was sweating.

I got some water and lay back down in my bed.

That's all. I did this all on the iPad and that explains why this post is in terrible grammar. I'll fix it tomorrow.

Tomorrow Hammy & I have speech therapy and Skin is going to a boys and girls club thing with someone named Jn. I will talk about her tomorrow.

We're sleeping in mummy's room tonight. The temperature is eighty something.

-Nu

[grammarly fixed by NuNu on Monday, June 10, 2013]

I have a terrible tummyache.

Or stomachache. Whatever.

Mum gave me a red medicine yesterday that looked like an eraser. I ate it. Tasted sorta sweet. Sister thought it was gross.


BUT WHO CARES.

IT MADE MY TUMMY HURT.

I AM SERIOUS.

It hurt all night and I couldn't sleep and it was awful and I almost barfed and I barfed on Wednesday and I forget why but AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH

-Nu

Saying Goodbye

Skin is in the sunroom, decluttering the toy box. I had to say goodbye to a few of my cat friends and kept only the ones that were given to me as gifts.

I kept Farashah, the rag doll with pink hair that my mom made for me.
I kept Neddy, my polar bear that mum had given to me on Eid 2009.
I kept Paco, the colorful parrot that mum's friend's kids gave me.
I kept Bronze, the big cat that Grandma gave to me when I was in Malaysia, 2010.
I kept Ginger, my second cat toy who I sometimes think of as Firestar.
I kept my first kitty toy, Fluffy, a Persian white cat. Though I got Fluffy first, I love Ginger more.
And I kept Seraphina, the little cheetah toy that I bought at a souvenir store in Louisville, KY.

I don't know what I'll do with them all, but I'll keep them forever.

The mailwoman came a few minutes ago and gave me the books I requested from the library. They are Fear by R. L. Stine and Write Horror Fiction in 5 Simple Steps by Laura Baskes Litwin. Now I can really get to writing horror stories! *rubs hands in glee*

Today has gone off to a terrible start. Mum and Dad went to El's house after Fajr to help and clean. We wanted to go but they didn't take us because we were sleeping. Agh.

Secondly, they took the Internet away while they were gone.

Then they came back, us still sleeping, and they dropped off some stuff from El's house and then they left for the Farmer's Market.

Then I didn't eat lunch and just now I ate some ice cream that Kylie gave us.

The end. I'll go write some horror fiction now.

-Nu

I blog too much, don't I?

You're right, person. I do.

You got a problem with that?

After I slap you, I will continue with my post.

*slap*

*slap*

Ahh....satisfying.

Now. An hour before Maghrib.

Hammy is currently at Kylie's, doing who-knows-what. Mum and Zeyo are sleeping on the couch, and Abi is playing soccer. And you already know what I'm doing, so mynjer own biz.

Tonite we be going to ze store and ze mosgeed. I do not want to tell you what happened today because I'm tired of remembering.

I apologize.

-Nu

WE HAD PARTAYYYYED *turns off song*

That was a loud song.

Yes, I did dance last night. But it was more like breakdancing. Fa and Za laughed at me. How dare they.

So apparently the party was for Hnd ONLY, and not El's family. Eh. Strange. But who cares, at least it was a party. Fa doesn't deserve a party, after all. XD

Wow, Hammy is yelling at Kylie.

Anyhow. Fa said I was really funny.

Before I tell you what happened last night, I must introduce you to some new peeps.

*clears throat*

*smoothens shirt*

*breathes*

Nr - A girl. Can't describe her in much words. xD
Ame - A big longhaired boy who is quiet and weird. I think he is Hammy's friend but I'm not sure. xD
Hib - My old friend (I'm not sure if she is STILL my friend). She used to come learn at our house. Ame & Nr's little sistah.
Mst - A little longhaired boy who is funny. Nr and Ame and Hib's little brotha.
Sr - Hib's best friend. I used to hate her for stealing Hib from me, but then I decided to become friends with her instead of hating her. xD

Done. Now listen up.

I got me food. Then I went to the masjid library. Then things happened. The end. xD

Naw, just kid'n.

So when it was time to eat, Nr and Sr went to the kitchen and Hib was the last to leave. I went up to her and  said, "Yo Hib!" And Hib just smiled, like she always does.

So me, Fa, and Skin ate in the library. I gave Skin my piece of pizza because I wasn't very hungry, so I just ate the unhealthy cake. And I drank limeade. Unfortunately I only had one cup of it because there was only one jug of it and there were lots of peeps.

Then Fa hatched a plan. She has this enemy named Tam, and apparently he was there. Fa wanted to find him. (Yeah, she's weird.) So while the laydehs were having a little girl talk, me and Fa did our plan. Fa asked me to open the door that led into the men's side, so I did. There stood Ame and Mst, glarin' at us like cows. Fa gasped and closed the door. In my head, I facepalmed. In the end it turned out that Tam had left.

We opened the door again and Hammy and Kylie were there, pingponging. Kylie made an ugly face at us and we closed the door, giggling.

We tried again, and Ame was passing by. He gave me a death glare and continued on his way.

Then some kids barged in from the men's side, leaving the door wide open. Ame and Mst were there. Ame quickly got out of the way, but Mst closed the door until his head could fit through. He looked at me expectantly.
"Yo, you need something?" I asked.
He grinned. "No."
I laughed. "Okay."

That happened again, and Mst was there, peering in through the door.
"Do you need anything?" he asked me, grinning.
"No," I said, laughing.
What a hilariously rude boy. xD

Then more random things happened. It was time to leave, and Fa's family, Hib's family, Sr's family and our family were all outside in the dark, chatting.

That makes...nineteen people.

Fa asked me to get an apricot from the tree, so I climbed it, got her one, and gave it to her. In the dark she said, "It's green!" Then she threw it at me.

Now you see why I hate that kid. I told her, "You dare throw things at me?"

So then I took a picture of her with my camera.

We left first. The end.

-Nu

WE WILL PARTAYYY *dances*

As I said before in the previous post, there is a party tonight at the masjid, between Maghrib and Isha. Dessert only. Come on! :D

Currently Zeyo, Hammy and Kylie are playfighting, and my camera is uploading. I am sitting here typing up this post. Hammy took off his glasses. Kylie is wearing red socks.

Hammy just showed Kylie a 'potluck kick'. Facedesk.

Importing item 83 of 143....

I am slightly sweating. As always. For me, sweating is nothing new.

I took lots of pictures today, just for you guys. Since they'll take some time, I'm going to update my writing assignment.
~by Nu at 2:59 pm

 Sorry I abandoned y'all. I was doing my assignment. It's comparing two things together using a Venn Diagram. I'm comparing dirty dogs and clean cats. In my opinion, dogs are the ugliest, grossest things in the world. I am very against dogs. If I heard somebody sayinf something mean about cats, I'd be so angry and offended that violence would commence.

OH! The pictures are donnnne! Partayyy!

First, I shall introduce you to our haunted house.

 The haunted hallway...with the haunted art...

 The haunted bathroom...with the ghostly flash of light...

The haunted bedroom...where the curtains let in the ghosts...

 Another ghostly flash in the mirror of the haunted bedroom...

 The haunted closet...

 The haunted underdesk...with a broken hairbrush handle...

 The haunted laundry room...check out that ghostly smear on that stool.

 The second haunted bedroom...

 The haunted basketball court...

And the haunted house...

Y'all enjoyed that? Great. My camera can take B&W pictures, so I was just testin' dis out. It's awesome.

That was on Tuesday.

 My rollerblades...

 Mummy and Hammy playing basketbol.

 Ball in midair.

 Yeah.

 Our only provisions. *weeps*

It consists of two water containers and one banana. The beautiful red canteen is mine.

Well, that's me. I look totally super fat, right? Well, blame the skirt. xD

 

This video is of me rollerblading around the basketball court.

I took this series of pictures today.

 My desk before...

 And after.

 My pastel lily painting.

 My American Girl books. From left to right: Meet Kirsten, Rebecca and the Movies, Meet Caroline.

My cat calendar. That's a Maine Coon cat.

Now, this is my math work. You'll love it; I guarantee that.

Now these are pictures from Meet Caroline.

 The sun is shining on you. Oh, sorry, Caroline.

 Hated Teaching Textbook.

 Crazy Zeyo trying to run from me.

 Crazy Zeyo closing my door.

 My feet.

 Upstairs.

 Upstairsss....

 THERE HE IS

 HAAA HIDE LAGI

 RUN FROM ME LAGI

 Whoa - whuddat?

 Also whuddat?

Ah. A foot.

 We're trying to declutter the whole house by the end of this week.

 This be our laundry room - unhaunted.

 Lint!

 Tree!

 Raisins!

 Raisin devouring!

 Hangers!

 Clothes!

 My dirty bed!

 My cleanish desk!

The clean hateseat in the sunroom!

Well, that is all. Catch you later.

-Nu