I don't know why flies are in the Earth. They seem pretty useless. But then again, everything has a purpose, because Allah made everything and everyone for a purpose. Though it angers me how I cannot really find the purpose of flies in this world. All they do is buzz like little greedy brats over food and turds, and then they fly over tramps to annoy them. They even do it to clean people! And to annoy humans even more, the flies brought along their cousins the fruit flies and the large green flies to complete their mission of making humans hate them. Why? Why? Earlier while I was practicing my revision, a fly was sparking my monsterish side, making me turn towards flies extremely dangerously. It went on my lips, then inside my right nostril, then nearly inside my right eye! What is this madness? Surely the fly did not come to me for a good purpose? I kept growling at the fly with gritted teeth to go away, but it was a little servant of my brother. It didn't listen and annoyed me on, while a fiery battle raged in my body. Moments later, without my noticing, it had gone. This strangely worried me. It reminded me of a story I read once, about a prince who pushed away his faithful pet crow thrice whilst the crow was trying to protect his master from the poisoned water he was trying to get at. At the third time the prince killed his crow and when he realized what his crow was trying to do, he was in a desperate state. But I don't think this was the same case with me and that fly, so I'm (supposedly) okay.
Bye.
N
Thursday, August 15, 2013
Wednesday
I think fasting yesterday messed up my school schedule.
For one thing, I got really tired whilst doing my Wordly Wise and I still had math left to do. Later I was sleeping and my work was half done. Ummi bothered me when I was trying to sleep. And today I had to finish up Test 3 of Teaching Textbooks Algebra 1 and I haven't gotten to doing Lesson 4. I'm feeling lazy...
Last night for dinner we had mushroom soup and bread. It was very nourishing. After Maghrib I had speech therapy with Ummi.
Today Ummi's best friend E called and I had to go and join the video chat whilst laundry slave labor because F wanted to talk to me. Shoot. So I talked to F in the boredest voice I could manage. Unfortunately I found myself enjoying it.
Well, after I went down, S forced me to fold and hang the laundry that's been living in our room for more than a week. I didn't want to do it, but I was glad when the basket was out of our room. Tehn I cleaned out my top desk drawer and arranged my wall and desk. I stacked my books up high and tried to figure out where and how the stuffed animals should sit. They were Seraphina, a leopard toy, and a dog with a green 4-H shirt who didn't have a name yet. I think I'll name him Kipper, after that dog from one of my favorite shows back then.
Today we are having some of Abi's friends over for dinner/iftar. Ummi has to cook after Iqra lessons with Z.
For one thing, I got really tired whilst doing my Wordly Wise and I still had math left to do. Later I was sleeping and my work was half done. Ummi bothered me when I was trying to sleep. And today I had to finish up Test 3 of Teaching Textbooks Algebra 1 and I haven't gotten to doing Lesson 4. I'm feeling lazy...
Last night for dinner we had mushroom soup and bread. It was very nourishing. After Maghrib I had speech therapy with Ummi.
Today Ummi's best friend E called and I had to go and join the video chat whilst laundry slave labor because F wanted to talk to me. Shoot. So I talked to F in the boredest voice I could manage. Unfortunately I found myself enjoying it.
Well, after I went down, S forced me to fold and hang the laundry that's been living in our room for more than a week. I didn't want to do it, but I was glad when the basket was out of our room. Tehn I cleaned out my top desk drawer and arranged my wall and desk. I stacked my books up high and tried to figure out where and how the stuffed animals should sit. They were Seraphina, a leopard toy, and a dog with a green 4-H shirt who didn't have a name yet. I think I'll name him Kipper, after that dog from one of my favorite shows back then.
HAHA.
Today something happened.
Today we went to the library which was the first time in a long time. I got five Warrior books: Into the Wild, Outcast, A Dangerous Path, Fading Echoes, and Bluestar's Prophecy. I finished Into the Wild today, and I just started A Dangerous Path. Bluestar's Prophecy is my favorite book. I LOVE Bluestar. She is awesome. Firestar is really amazing too. Today was my first time of reading Into the Wild, and I never realized how good and cool Firestar was when he first entered the Clan. I hate Tigerstar, and I like Graystripe and Ravenpaw and Yellowfang. I hate Clawface because he killed Spottedleaf. I like Lionheart and I hate ShadowClan because they killed him. I hate Tigerstar for killing Redtail and I'm sad that Redtail killed Oakheart because Oakheart was not a bad RiverClan cat. He was Bluestar's partner and although he was kinda of silly, I really like him, and I also really like Mistyfoot and Stonefur. It's a pity Snowfur and Mosskit died. It's a pity Sandstorm didn't like Firestar when he first entered the Clan. It's a pity Tigerstar wanted power so much and told his buddies that Ravenpaw was being disloyal to the Clan. I wish Bluestar didn't die. S says she thinks Firestar is boring because he lived too long. It's a good thing Yellowfang joined ThunderClan. I wish Hollyleaf was one of the chosen ones. I wish Brightheart didn't lose her eye in the dog fight. I wish Bluestar wasn't so confused and hostile in her old days.
I'm running out of things I can say about Warriors.
Well, moving on to today's events. We went to the library and I paid my fines, which was a total of 3.50. I gave that person three dollars and two quarters, so no change this time. Then I played the World of Goo and the Children's computer with Z, and I also had to get the book called Anne of Green Gables for literature class next week. That book looks boring. Ummi and S are both saying it's a good book, but I don't share their taste in books like that, so I'm reluctant to read it. It looks like it's just about some red-headed girl who lives in a green gable and overall it doesn't look interesting. Yes, I'm judging the book by its cover, but seriously, it DOES look boring.
Anewhooooooozers, we then went to FedEx so we could bind some stuff, including my 2012-2013 portfolio and H's too. While that was happening, Z and I went to PetSmart, which was next door. We looked at the reptiles, then the birds, the guinea pigs and rats, and lastly, the cats. To my surprise there were only two cats there. Their names were B.J. and I-forgot-your-name-kitty-I'm-sorry. I-forgot-your-name-kitty-I'm-sorry was orange and he looked old and tired. B.J. was gray and he looked very friendly. I put my mouth at the hole in the glass and meowed. B.J. looked at me immediately. Ha, I can fool people sometimes. Then we looked at the fish, and that's when I saw H and Ummi come in.
"Come, they say it will take an hour," said Ummi.
"An hour? Seriously?" I said.
"Yeah."
"Come, let's go to Big! Lots," said Ummi.
Okay. So we drove to Big! Lots. "What do we need here?" I asked as we walked in.
"Z's file folders."
Ah, I see.
Down the school aisle we went. I spied some très belle notebooks with butterflies on them. I love butterflies. I blabbed about them to Ummi, and she said, "Nak ke?" (which can be translated to,"Want or not?")
"Yeah!" I said.
"Ha, go choose one," she said.
I liked a purple one with an orange and pink flower on it, and then I saw a pretty blue one with two pink butterflies on it. Flipping through them all, I said to myself, "I'll just take the ones I like and choose later."
The last notebook I found was light blue with lavender and there was a pink flower in the center. Its petals were lavender-tipped and four pink butterflies were sitting on it. If you tipped the note book to the right side, the butterflies' wings closed, and if you moved the notebook to the left side, the wings would open. It was parfait.
But I still couldn't choose.
Ummi was heading for me, so I said, "Ummi, this one, this one, or this one," I said, showing her each note book in turn.
"Let me see," she said, taking them. She flipped through them and chose the lavender-light blue-pink flower-butterfly one.
Then I asked Z's opinion. He chose the purple one with the pink and orange flower.
Then I asked H's opinion. He chose the blue one with the two pink butterflies.
I was left in a cloud of confusion. They all had given me different choices, and now I was the only one left to make a choice. What could I choose?
I ended up taking Ummi's choice. After all, she was once a girl. And fellow girls make the best choices, especially if they know me.
Then we looked for odd stuff in the other aisles. I guess Ummi was really hungry, because before I knew it, we were frolicking in the candy aisle. I waved a large pink and white lollipop in H's face. "Mmm. I want it," he said.
Ummi is a chocoholic, and she couldn't choose which chocolate to get because we were messing her up (teehee).
"No, Ummi, I don't like milk chocolate!"
"Get caramel!"
"Ooh! I like dark chocolate!"
We ended up with some sort of normal milk chocolate bar. Then we bought two boxes of granola bars. One was Chococonut, a chewy granola bar. Then we took another one called Apple Pie Crunch. I hate crunchy things, but H wanted to get it, and Ummi said, "One crunchy, one chewy." And I wasn't the boss anyway. So I went along with it.
While we were in the line, Ummi found the pink and white lollipop in the cart. "Whooo put this in here?" she asked.
I looked at it. "Sorry. That was not me."
"Ish, go and put this back," she said, handing it over.
"That was Whammo!" I said, jerking my thumb at H. I stuck the lollipop between two boxes in a cart beside me.
Whilst Ummi paid, I was at the tiny gumball and trinket thingies. "So, Skittles or gumballs?" I asked.
"Uhh, never mind, don't get Skittles. they have gelatin," said H. "Get the gumballs. I'll pay you back."
So at that moment Ummi was done paying, so I rushingly slipped one quarter into the slot and turned the knob. An orange gumball came out, along with something hard and black. What was it? I leaned in for a closer look - and realized with horror that it was a dead cockroach. I held in my shock and dropped it on the ground as I slipped in my other quarter and turned the knob. A red gumball fell out. Good. My business was done.
I stood up and ran outside, where Ummi and H and Z were. I handed H the red one. "A cockroach came out with this one," I said, holding up the orange one and grinning.
"What! Really? You have to wash it," said H.
We went to Best Buy next. Ummi ate one of the granola bars. As I opened the door and got out of the van, I tripped on the little sidewalk threshold or whatsitcalled. I fell against the van, causing a loud thump.
"APA TU?!" Ummi screeched.
I got up quickly.
"Me, I fell." I said.
I slowly turned my head to look at H. He was grinning and it turned into a laugh. I punched him.
We went into Best Buy, and I did not care what they said, I did it. I ate the gumball and brought my teeth down, ready to enjoy the feeling of the soft gumball and the orange flavor.
Instead, I felt horror as my teeth grazed against hard sphere, and I realized it was not a gumball, but a jawbreaker. My tongue stung from the harsh bite I had given it. I hid my embarrassment by chewing and chomping roughly on the jawbreaker. I followed H in pursuit as he embarked on his search for the Nexus 4. His new obsession.
"Show me your jawbreaker," I told him.
Thinking I had said something else, he said, "You ate it?! But it's dirty!"
"It's clean," I insisted.
"Now show me your jawbreaker," I said when he did not reply.
He showed me the white ball in his mouth. "Ew."
I brought one of the Nexus 4's up to my face as a mirror to look at the jawbreaker in my mouth. Whoa! It was white with blue rings! This was amazing.
I found Ummi looking at laptops. "Cool, is that a touchscreen?" I asked.
"No," she said, swiping the screen as she spoke. "Oh wait - it is!"
"Cool!" I said.
Then we couldn't find H. We found him and left. FedEx time!
We drove to FedEx, and Ummi said we wouldn't be there for very long, so, no use in going to PetSmart now, although Z kept insisting. So we all piled inside FedEx Kinko's. Our stuff was ready.
"Here you go!" said the guy there, opening a box, revealing our binded portfolios and Arabic with Husna things. Ummi pointed out the smudges in my portfolio, killing my excitement.
We then headed for home. It was around 11:30 or something, and we had an online class meeting at 12:00. We had our meeting and then it was Dhuhr time.
I kept worrying that my tummy would act up because of the jawbreaker, but thankfully, it did not. When Ummi, S, and Z left for the doctor's at 2:30, I lay down on the couch, reading Into the Wild. I was close to the end of the book, when suddenly I heard footsteps at the screen door, and the sound of knocking. I sat up and stared. It was Jn! Whoabang, haven't seen her in a while.
"S? N?" Jn called, peering inside (quite rude!). I walked to the door and opened it. "Hi."
"Hi N!" Jn said. We did a weird hug and then Jn said, "I like your henna!"
I hadn't even noticed it, and I was surprised she even knew what henna was. "Thank you."
"So, ah, are you guys through with Ramadan?" she asked.
"Yeah."
"When did it end?"
"Uh, last week on Thursday."
"Was it fun?" she asked, winking.
"Yeah," I said, grinning.
"Ah, okay." Then she gave something to me. It was a purple gift bag. "This is for S, and if you look in there you might find something you'll like too." She winked. Gosh.
"Okay, thank you!" I said.
"Oh, and ah, is your doorbell working?" she asked, pressing it.
"No, it's broken," I said.
"Oh, so that's why you didn't hear me the first time. Okay, well, bye N! Have a nice day!" she said walking away.
"Bye!"
I closed the door, locked it, and put the gift bag on my desk. I didn't want to open it; it was S's, after all. Then I went back to reading my book.
A few moments after that, my curiosity overcame me and I peeked inside the gift bag. Something pink and catty caught my eye. I pulled it out and stared at it. It was a pink cat ballpoint pen in a hard paper boxing. The words on the box said, "The Purrr...fect Pen. BALL POINT PEN. here kitty kitty help me with my homework."
It was really cool! And I sensed it was for me, since she always gives me cat presents. But I was not sure about who is was for.
So I hid the bag under my desk to surprise S, just in case she didn't go in the room when she returned. Then I stopped my reading and practiced my Qur'an revision on my bed. I want to change my bedsheets. They're really probably dirty from when I got sick and other things. And I want my bed to be clean for the new school year too. Unfortunately, we are a family of money-savers. *sob*
*Minutes later*
I jumped. The garage was opening. About time. They'd been out for a long time. But then I heard something.
"Salamu 'alaykum."
Oh. Abi.
They weren't back yet. I continued practicing, itching with anticipation to give the gift bag to S. I really like gifting people. End of story.
She finally returned. I went to the door and opened it. I told her about what Jn had said and stuff. "She said my henna was nice," I said. "I mean, I didn't even know that she even knew what henna IS!"
"Yeah, the doctor asked me about mine too," she said.
Strange people. Possibly stalkers.
JK. I know some people are aware what henna is.
"Jn came with a gift for you, and she said there might be something in there for me too," I said, getting the bag out from under my desk.
"Jn said she would come tomorrow! Did she say anything about that?" S said.
"No."
S dug and pulled out the boxed pen. "This is yours," she said.
"Ooh, that's so cool!" I said, opening it and trying my best to sound fascinated. "It's purr-fect!"
S then pulled out her gifts. A red Snoopy mailbox and a card. She opened it. Inside were the signings of all the girls from the Boys and Girls Club she helped out at. "Cool!" I said.
S opened the mailbox. There was something wrapped inside. It was a butterfly hairclip!
"I bet you're jealous," S said mischievously.
"I'm not!" I protested. "Okay, I guess I am, because I'm the one who likes butterflies and hair-stuff and all..."
She laughed rudely.
The end.
I'm running out of things I can say about Warriors.
Well, moving on to today's events. We went to the library and I paid my fines, which was a total of 3.50. I gave that person three dollars and two quarters, so no change this time. Then I played the World of Goo and the Children's computer with Z, and I also had to get the book called Anne of Green Gables for literature class next week. That book looks boring. Ummi and S are both saying it's a good book, but I don't share their taste in books like that, so I'm reluctant to read it. It looks like it's just about some red-headed girl who lives in a green gable and overall it doesn't look interesting. Yes, I'm judging the book by its cover, but seriously, it DOES look boring.
Anewhooooooozers, we then went to FedEx so we could bind some stuff, including my 2012-2013 portfolio and H's too. While that was happening, Z and I went to PetSmart, which was next door. We looked at the reptiles, then the birds, the guinea pigs and rats, and lastly, the cats. To my surprise there were only two cats there. Their names were B.J. and I-forgot-your-name-kitty-I'm-sorry. I-forgot-your-name-kitty-I'm-sorry was orange and he looked old and tired. B.J. was gray and he looked very friendly. I put my mouth at the hole in the glass and meowed. B.J. looked at me immediately. Ha, I can fool people sometimes. Then we looked at the fish, and that's when I saw H and Ummi come in.
"Come, they say it will take an hour," said Ummi.
"An hour? Seriously?" I said.
"Yeah."
"Come, let's go to Big! Lots," said Ummi.
Okay. So we drove to Big! Lots. "What do we need here?" I asked as we walked in.
"Z's file folders."
Ah, I see.
Down the school aisle we went. I spied some très belle notebooks with butterflies on them. I love butterflies. I blabbed about them to Ummi, and she said, "Nak ke?" (which can be translated to,"Want or not?")
"Yeah!" I said.
"Ha, go choose one," she said.
I liked a purple one with an orange and pink flower on it, and then I saw a pretty blue one with two pink butterflies on it. Flipping through them all, I said to myself, "I'll just take the ones I like and choose later."
The last notebook I found was light blue with lavender and there was a pink flower in the center. Its petals were lavender-tipped and four pink butterflies were sitting on it. If you tipped the note book to the right side, the butterflies' wings closed, and if you moved the notebook to the left side, the wings would open. It was parfait.
But I still couldn't choose.
Ummi was heading for me, so I said, "Ummi, this one, this one, or this one," I said, showing her each note book in turn.
"Let me see," she said, taking them. She flipped through them and chose the lavender-light blue-pink flower-butterfly one.
Then I asked Z's opinion. He chose the purple one with the pink and orange flower.
Then I asked H's opinion. He chose the blue one with the two pink butterflies.
I was left in a cloud of confusion. They all had given me different choices, and now I was the only one left to make a choice. What could I choose?
I ended up taking Ummi's choice. After all, she was once a girl. And fellow girls make the best choices, especially if they know me.
Then we looked for odd stuff in the other aisles. I guess Ummi was really hungry, because before I knew it, we were frolicking in the candy aisle. I waved a large pink and white lollipop in H's face. "Mmm. I want it," he said.
Ummi is a chocoholic, and she couldn't choose which chocolate to get because we were messing her up (teehee).
"No, Ummi, I don't like milk chocolate!"
"Get caramel!"
"Ooh! I like dark chocolate!"
We ended up with some sort of normal milk chocolate bar. Then we bought two boxes of granola bars. One was Chococonut, a chewy granola bar. Then we took another one called Apple Pie Crunch. I hate crunchy things, but H wanted to get it, and Ummi said, "One crunchy, one chewy." And I wasn't the boss anyway. So I went along with it.
While we were in the line, Ummi found the pink and white lollipop in the cart. "Whooo put this in here?" she asked.
I looked at it. "Sorry. That was not me."
"Ish, go and put this back," she said, handing it over.
"That was Whammo!" I said, jerking my thumb at H. I stuck the lollipop between two boxes in a cart beside me.
Whilst Ummi paid, I was at the tiny gumball and trinket thingies. "So, Skittles or gumballs?" I asked.
"Uhh, never mind, don't get Skittles. they have gelatin," said H. "Get the gumballs. I'll pay you back."
So at that moment Ummi was done paying, so I rushingly slipped one quarter into the slot and turned the knob. An orange gumball came out, along with something hard and black. What was it? I leaned in for a closer look - and realized with horror that it was a dead cockroach. I held in my shock and dropped it on the ground as I slipped in my other quarter and turned the knob. A red gumball fell out. Good. My business was done.
I stood up and ran outside, where Ummi and H and Z were. I handed H the red one. "A cockroach came out with this one," I said, holding up the orange one and grinning.
"What! Really? You have to wash it," said H.
We went to Best Buy next. Ummi ate one of the granola bars. As I opened the door and got out of the van, I tripped on the little sidewalk threshold or whatsitcalled. I fell against the van, causing a loud thump.
"APA TU?!" Ummi screeched.
I got up quickly.
"Me, I fell." I said.
I slowly turned my head to look at H. He was grinning and it turned into a laugh. I punched him.
We went into Best Buy, and I did not care what they said, I did it. I ate the gumball and brought my teeth down, ready to enjoy the feeling of the soft gumball and the orange flavor.
Instead, I felt horror as my teeth grazed against hard sphere, and I realized it was not a gumball, but a jawbreaker. My tongue stung from the harsh bite I had given it. I hid my embarrassment by chewing and chomping roughly on the jawbreaker. I followed H in pursuit as he embarked on his search for the Nexus 4. His new obsession.
"Show me your jawbreaker," I told him.
Thinking I had said something else, he said, "You ate it?! But it's dirty!"
"It's clean," I insisted.
"Now show me your jawbreaker," I said when he did not reply.
He showed me the white ball in his mouth. "Ew."
I brought one of the Nexus 4's up to my face as a mirror to look at the jawbreaker in my mouth. Whoa! It was white with blue rings! This was amazing.
I found Ummi looking at laptops. "Cool, is that a touchscreen?" I asked.
"No," she said, swiping the screen as she spoke. "Oh wait - it is!"
"Cool!" I said.
Then we couldn't find H. We found him and left. FedEx time!
We drove to FedEx, and Ummi said we wouldn't be there for very long, so, no use in going to PetSmart now, although Z kept insisting. So we all piled inside FedEx Kinko's. Our stuff was ready.
"Here you go!" said the guy there, opening a box, revealing our binded portfolios and Arabic with Husna things. Ummi pointed out the smudges in my portfolio, killing my excitement.
We then headed for home. It was around 11:30 or something, and we had an online class meeting at 12:00. We had our meeting and then it was Dhuhr time.
I kept worrying that my tummy would act up because of the jawbreaker, but thankfully, it did not. When Ummi, S, and Z left for the doctor's at 2:30, I lay down on the couch, reading Into the Wild. I was close to the end of the book, when suddenly I heard footsteps at the screen door, and the sound of knocking. I sat up and stared. It was Jn! Whoabang, haven't seen her in a while.
"S? N?" Jn called, peering inside (quite rude!). I walked to the door and opened it. "Hi."
"Hi N!" Jn said. We did a weird hug and then Jn said, "I like your henna!"
I hadn't even noticed it, and I was surprised she even knew what henna was. "Thank you."
"So, ah, are you guys through with Ramadan?" she asked.
"Yeah."
"When did it end?"
"Uh, last week on Thursday."
"Was it fun?" she asked, winking.
"Yeah," I said, grinning.
"Ah, okay." Then she gave something to me. It was a purple gift bag. "This is for S, and if you look in there you might find something you'll like too." She winked. Gosh.
"Okay, thank you!" I said.
"Oh, and ah, is your doorbell working?" she asked, pressing it.
"No, it's broken," I said.
"Oh, so that's why you didn't hear me the first time. Okay, well, bye N! Have a nice day!" she said walking away.
"Bye!"
I closed the door, locked it, and put the gift bag on my desk. I didn't want to open it; it was S's, after all. Then I went back to reading my book.
A few moments after that, my curiosity overcame me and I peeked inside the gift bag. Something pink and catty caught my eye. I pulled it out and stared at it. It was a pink cat ballpoint pen in a hard paper boxing. The words on the box said, "The Purrr...fect Pen. BALL POINT PEN. here kitty kitty help me with my homework."
It was really cool! And I sensed it was for me, since she always gives me cat presents. But I was not sure about who is was for.
So I hid the bag under my desk to surprise S, just in case she didn't go in the room when she returned. Then I stopped my reading and practiced my Qur'an revision on my bed. I want to change my bedsheets. They're really probably dirty from when I got sick and other things. And I want my bed to be clean for the new school year too. Unfortunately, we are a family of money-savers. *sob*
*Minutes later*
I jumped. The garage was opening. About time. They'd been out for a long time. But then I heard something.
"Salamu 'alaykum."
Oh. Abi.
They weren't back yet. I continued practicing, itching with anticipation to give the gift bag to S. I really like gifting people. End of story.
She finally returned. I went to the door and opened it. I told her about what Jn had said and stuff. "She said my henna was nice," I said. "I mean, I didn't even know that she even knew what henna IS!"
"Yeah, the doctor asked me about mine too," she said.
Strange people. Possibly stalkers.
JK. I know some people are aware what henna is.
"Jn came with a gift for you, and she said there might be something in there for me too," I said, getting the bag out from under my desk.
"Jn said she would come tomorrow! Did she say anything about that?" S said.
"No."
S dug and pulled out the boxed pen. "This is yours," she said.
"Ooh, that's so cool!" I said, opening it and trying my best to sound fascinated. "It's purr-fect!"
S then pulled out her gifts. A red Snoopy mailbox and a card. She opened it. Inside were the signings of all the girls from the Boys and Girls Club she helped out at. "Cool!" I said.
S opened the mailbox. There was something wrapped inside. It was a butterfly hairclip!
"I bet you're jealous," S said mischievously.
"I'm not!" I protested. "Okay, I guess I am, because I'm the one who likes butterflies and hair-stuff and all..."
She laughed rudely.
The end.
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