My roommate and people living around me have been nagging me about this ever since i moved here. The five words I hear every weekend, “You need to get out”. It would usually be six words, “You need to get out MORE”…but in my case, its ’cause I do not even get out. At all. I just go to class, to eat, and back to my room. Thats my life…oh and maybe random visits to the library. Thats about it. This time it was different, since I had to get over this week. So much stress and too much to think about. My grandma also passed away two days ago [May Allah grant her the highest place in Jannah. Ameen]. Please pray for her. Thanks. So to get my mind off of everything, I decided to go for it.
Its not like I love to not get out, its just that I am not a people person. I mean, I like company with one or two people at a time. BUNCHES of people make me uncomfortable. So when ever I ask someone if they wana go with me here or there, they ask, “oh, who else is going”. I find this
offensive uncalled for. I mean, wouldn’t I tell you if other persons are coming [you read this sentence correctly; the word 'persons' is a word. Right?]. Thing is, I would go either with a couple of people, or by myself, or not at all.
I tried to change it up this weekend, and instead of not getting out at all…I did ‘get out’. By myself. Even though I hate hate hate public transportation [thanks mom for all the rides you gave me, everywhere], I thought about it and felt like it was time I pulled my big boy pants up and headed out to see the
world downtown of chicago. So I left around noon-ish and went by train. SCARY! I made it though. Thanks for worrying about me for that second.
I went to Trader Joe’s, and did food shopping! I love shopping for food. Then went to Marshall’s to look around…I walked around the area and just enjoyed my surrounding. Oh, and I got this baby:
It was so good. Then I headed back home. It was a good day, even though I was constantly reciting prayers of protection in my mind, while-during-on-and-coming-off-the train. Then one of my friends informed me of how, just yesterday or something, twelve people got shot. Yea…
Next week, I am planning on going for brunch with yours truly…myself [INSHAALLAH]. Ok, I am going to grab something to eat now. Maybe I’ll even ‘jazz it up’ tonight and sit in the balcony and watch all stars covered in haze.