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