Did you drink?

So about half an hr ago I came across a couple of people who came back from this educational event and it was super weird. I mean, they were acting weird. Don’t get me wrong, I love weird but this was the uncomfortable type. And I hate that.

I always thought that people being a bit tipsy was OK since they knew what they were doing, just while acting extra happy. To be honest, I try to avoid being around these people, or if there’s a chance someone is about to drink in my company, I sway them not to. 

One started drunk dailing or messaging. Is this typical?


So these two people, who are normally normal, were acting odd. I didn’t like this odd. One almost fell on the way in. They were whispering at first and then talking normal and again, started whispering. Like, make up your mind. So I figured they had a few. I asked twice. The first time one of them squealed, ‘NO’… And the second time the other giggled and said ‘just one, but look at so and so compared to me’. I rolled my eyes and sighed, ‘I knew it’. They called each other cute, like the way they were acting was cute, but in reality it wasn’t. They just looked stupid. 

My last words were, ‘I’m not used to this so I’m gonna go’. The end.

-Eva626

Saying Yes.

There are so many things I dislike, afraid of, or cannot stand, as you know. Like water but this summer I kayaked and didn’t care about getting wet!

I said Yes to myself and what I feel comfortable with, sort of. I am still working on this in terms of family things.. thats the hardest.  I decided to try new things, meet new people, and animals!

Buddy and I are distant friends. We don’t pet eachother.🐶


I wouldn’t have had to face this dog if my friend warned me before hand, but she didn’t. I’m actually ok with that now! I learned to face my fear and come to peace with dogs.. more like, just this dog. It also helped that Buddy gave up trying to get petted by me. Lol.

I’ll keep you updated on my old self growing older. Hopefully I don’t die in the process LOL (get it. Btw JK).

-eva626

What do you daydream about?

Getting more sleep 
The lost dream that makes you tear 
Food you over ate
Thoughts on crimes of hate
The ungrateful person you’ve become 
Or your feelings and nerves that are numb
The future you don’t want to know 
Everything you don’t want to show 
Dreaming of an eternal night
Or you on a mountain of great height 
Stretching and hugging the breeze
Falling into a sleep of ease.

Someone, buy me some planets and I will love you to the moon and back. Get it 😂

Occasionally a poet#3?

The person who has forgot

The breaths so close and hot

So slow and fast, in and out

Voices suffocated to cover the shout

But we still hear each others whispers clear

Keeping a secret out of fear

Only yours and only mine hidden away

The ever lasting devils play.

– A beautiful tragedy by eva626

Live life.

I am trying to embrace the whole ‘living to the fullest’, in terms of me, obviously. And it’s great for the most part, until I realize it’s a cover up. Anyway, the hardest part is to keep your priorities straight. Also, if you can’t do anything about a situation, just don’t worry about it at the moment. Life’s easier and happier this way (for said time). For me at least. 

So in this journey of my evolution into being a real (also known as a fake) person, I have experienced somethings I just didn’t want to. For example, I hate being near standing water. It makes me nauseous and I don’t like getting wet cause then if I get wet, my shoes will get wet and all the wet-ness will come inside my home, etc… I guess I don’t like the cleaning part of it. But whatevs. This summer when my brother came to visit Chicago, we actually kayaked ! It was awesome! And we had to run in the rain for a good mile or so. I didn’t care because I was living. 

I wish I lived before when it would have made a difference. I feel like now I am just ‘living’ just to make the time go by or to ignore the feelings I simply cannot express anymore due to social constraints and such nonsense. Yea this post is about to get real emo. I thought I was taking ‘risks’ in the past, but when I really think about it, I kinda didn’t give it my all. To be honest, maybe it’s just that I am feeling lonely right now or for the past two years and counting. I can’t get those thoughts out of my stupid head.

Oh this is something that keeps me going:


It’s such a shame cause in the beginning of this post I am talking about living to the fullest and all that bs. But when a stranger  asked me ‘what do you think about life’… I just blurted out ‘it’s too long’. I didn’t even take it back. I still don’t. I think it’s because maybe I am bored. I just smiled a bit cause ‘blah’ was good before, heck, I thought I was ‘blah’ but it was different because I was an appreciated ‘blah’ who felt loved and admired. 

So many words left unspoken.

And the tie still unbroken.

Fighting the fight every day.

The tongue to never say.

Now the ‘blah’ is boring cause no one cares and I don’t care to be cared about. I hope you are still with me. I mean, ok ‘living life’ is all good and stuff, but is it ok to just live because you have to. Like I am just waiting to die now lol. Not suicidal, I promise. I mean, it’s boring now… I don’t find joy in who or what’s to come. I don’t want to sound ungrateful but I feel empty.

Well, this just sounds like I am being a brat. I have plenty of love from my family, like my parents and my siblings and my friends. I am fine with that, but that’s all it is. 

 Signing off

-Emo Eva foreva. 

Post Eid 2016.

I went to this Eid expo thing the night before Eid and the results minus the ugly nail art:

it was OK

I made my friends watch a favorite movie of mine [which now might be replaced by ‘Mr.Right’. Hilarious]. It’s called ‘Gia’ from 1998, staring Angelina Joli. Ah but this time it felt like it was too slow or maybe I wasn’t fast forwarding it as much as the first time I saw AND decided it would be my favorite movie. Ugh, now I can’t call myself ‘artsy’, not that my nail art compliments my talent. Maybe I’m trying to hard to be artistic… 

This here is the one and only piece of —– [jk no cussing!] art I attempted and got so motivated and overly confident. The result, t -minus two years later: 

Ha, it even says the date I started. This is sad. Well, not really.

Since Ramadan has ended recently, I have found that I’ve been spending so much time thinking. Not the smart-person type of thinking. It’s more like the thinking a greedy-fatso type of person would do: Food. Ah. I can go on and on writing about my obsessions LINK.My recent obsession for the past week was OITNB mostly because Ruby Rose. DUH. 🌶

its Kawa

I had a couple of birthday outings and this was one of them. It was fun! And below is another birthday thing my friend took me out for. It’s a video of a fountain near downtown Chicago. I never knew it existed.

So far life is going good. Alhumdulilah. 

-Eva626

The last ten days.

In Sha Allah let’s all try to make the best of the last Ashra of Ramadan! I can’t believe it’s almost over. I feel like I have not met my goals. That is the worst feeling ever. Please forgive me if I have wronged or offended anyone who reads this stuff on my blog. Also thanks to everyone …for reading, not the getting offended part Lolz. 

I was going to go on and on about something but I forgot. Anyways, happy fasting, praying, and reaching those goals! And here’s to all my food fanatics:

You’re Welcome. Or sorry if you’re fasting! In my defense you should all know I post pictures of edible things. JK sorry!