Chicago

OK. I am in Chicago, IL and will have to call this “home” for a few years. Hopefully everything goes smoothly. Its not really like New York…I miss my real home. And I miss my family. I do Skype and talk on the phone with my family everyday, multiple times a day. And I miss everything. Anyway, my roommate is pretty chill…she’s so much like my sister, which is weird ’cause I used to share a room with my sister back in NY. She also has the same habits as my sister, except she doesn’t mind me as her roommate [LOL]. Its so cold here! Whoever said “windy city” was right. blah.

The thing I don’t like about where I am at, besides not being in NY, is that the only CVS I have seen is so far away. And whats up with “target”. No competition. And where in the Chicago is Pathmark at. ugh.

Oh the public transportation in Chicago is horrible not as convenient or efficient as in NewYork. Of course. My roommate had to go somewhere to meet up with her family the other day and she had such a hard time. She first walked so far, i forget where, but then she had to take a cab. The cab broke down [HOW DOES THIS HAPPEN!?]. Then she got to the train station and she missed the train…and had to check after two hours to see when the next one would come. idk. Maybe its her luck hahaha. I’m so mean.

Stuff right before moving to Chicago. Memories.

Stuff right before moving to Chicago. Memories. I learned to use the ‘photogrid’ app. So cool right.

Btw, Eid Mubarak to everyone [I’m not slow, just been occupied, kinda]. Thats my foot; I attempted to put on Henna on, but unfortunately it was expired [fail]. That popcorn got burnt [this was in karachi]. Thats the Eid gift I got for my sister, its wrapped in the only wrapping paper I could find. That yellow outfit was what I wore on one of the last days of Ramadan…and the color started leaking on to my skin. I still miss NY.

OH and whoever asked me that question on ask.fm about my triple major…I want to know what you people think they are. So comment, dang it.

Peace out. #TeamNY For LIFE. -eva626

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Grownup

HAHAHAHAH {maniac laugh…ha ha, fooled you all}. I’m a child, still. I know what you are thinking, well you most probably aren’t thinking this but watevs:

Things that Should make me a grownup…ONLY should. However, these points don’t prove anything:

1) I try to use correct grammar and spelling. This is unlike most of the immature beings that learned to use the internet way too soon.

2) I graduated college. Yes, I did. It happened a few months ago. I’m still a baby, OK.

My up-to date FaceBook picture...Its so funny, isnt it?

My up to date FaceBook picture…Its so funny, isnt it?

3) I have earned three degrees. That sentence was just me showing off a little. See…childish.

4) The understanding of why people do certain things and what they are thinking. This only proves I’m psychic. Nothing more.

5) I can give you a lecture on most things ‘nerd’ and ‘biological/chemical science’ based, to ‘parenting tips’ and ‘how not to look like a cross-dresser’.

6) Oh, I am moving to Chicago. {just a random thing most people do…move to a different place for so and so reason…ok fine, its for studies}.

7) I can rap…But, who can’t right?

Fine, I can't rap.  Follow me on twitter @Eva626_blogger

Fine, I can’t rap.
Follow me on twitter @Eva626_blogger

There you have it…I’m still not grown up. This post is dedicated to my sister. I have been thinking about what to write for a while. Its been about 20 days since my last post. LOL Sorry about that. I was too lazy to take my laptop out of the closet and my phone is either too small or I have big fingers to type a whole post. BTW the WordPress app for android is great now…I get the notifications on everything. It makes me happy. Anyway, many one or two people wanted to know more about me…so here you have it.

If you missed the point of this post: I am not an Adult or a Grownup {as my sister would argue, only because of my age}. I sure told her.

Gender Hormones

“Lustfully pleasing to the eyes, and burning up the desires within the animal inside” -eva626 . It has been so many years since my teenage years. Those are the worst [at least for the philosophical people], I think all of you might agree. The worst part for me, was that while everyone had a change/developed in height, biological features, mood swings, attitude problems…I was the frightened kid in the center of everyone’s mess: called puberty. With such a great power comes responsibly. LOL. I was a late bloomer, if thats what people call it. Anyway, living in the ‘west’, you experience so much that might shock the living daylights out of your brown parents. The thing is, the ‘western’ thinking is to adapt to these changes and use them to your full potential. I do not agree with this. Why would you want to expose yourself to impress the other gender…People like to sacrifice self worth for so called ‘liberation’, which in reality is merely an attempt to get molested, if you think about it. I may sound rude to people who live their life the western way (obviously), but you really shouldn’t think that if everyone is doing something its right. Lets get into the “freedom” thought that most teenagers, even in other countries have adapted to…

Ok, so girls statically and biologically will hit puberty earlier than males. So they start getting all these things in their head like, “I need those baby clothes to wear to school!” or “I HAVE to go out with my so-called-puny-friends-who-have-surpassed-the-need-to-follow-rules-of-people-called-their-parents”, and the very famous one “I need my privacy”. Girls are annoying when it comes to the duration of maturing…this is the stage where they are the most IMmature. Urg. I cant believe I was once like this..thank God it only lasted two years for me. The transition is a nightmare…believe me. I wished I never came out of my room and just sat there watching saturday morning cartoons and reruns on the other days for those two years. Another thing is that while these ‘growing girls’ [LOL this makes them sound like Giants] were developing this mindset, thanks to the media and irresponsible parents, they were also waiting for boys to ‘notice’ them. {puke and cooties}

Here’s something far more appealing than the other gender:

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Once boys reach puberty, bad things happen! Being a part of the science part of academia (its not a big deal, I’m just a suffering student, I know, you didnt care anyway) males will only and only think about females. Happy birthday Human nature. That is why there are certain limits these changing creatures (ones going through puberty) have to learn about. Limits to control your desires, what you look at, what you let others see, what you read/watch/do/think about; kids have to be taught what is more important, life or Gender Hormones.

Its critical to talk to your kids, siblings, anyone who is cant seem to control their hormones. You have to let them know that they are wasting their time and energy…and actions come with a price, consequences. Dating or stalking the other gender because you just have urges and attraction towards, doesn’t suffice. What is dating…its an excuse that people these days make to try to get to know/touch/etc… the other person. BAD THINGS HAPPEN! Most of the time, the girl gives in because her initiative, subconsciously speaking, is marriage. The guy, wants to date because his urges are satisfied that way, one way or another, commitment does not come to mind, because males live in the present most of the time. Pre-martial relationships are NOT the real deal. Why do you want to ‘try’ out something you might not be committed to. Because its fun, bad experiences make good stories, and you will hurt one another’s feelings, leave a scar on them so they suffer their whole life. Congratulations.

The way to control this problem…To Be Continued.

Private and Confidential

There was a point in my life where I had to change a few of my posts to private because I had tracked down a stalker. But I think I scared him/her away LOL. Sorry if you are still here. Now everything on this blog is public. I always had issues with sharing my personal life with people, be it family, friends, teachers, you guys, people on my Facebook and Twitter…yea. I love being anonymous here because at least I can share my general thoughts that might have to do something with the real me, without anyone actually knowing who I am. It might confuse some people because they don’t know my past or present. I am  fine with that. The main reason I blog is to waste time write out what I am thinking about without expecting advice from people. I just want someone to listen sometimes, even if it is you, who I don’t even know. Sometimes i feel that bloggers are more real than the real people I know.

Problems with sharing things with certain types of people:

-Parent: I tried this actually and sometimes it helps, sometimes it doesn’t. The problem with this is that parents do care, a lot, but they care too much. They will make a big deal about it because they care for you A LOT. If you don’t like their response, you should just keep quiet and ponder on why they answered in such a way. There is always a good reason because they care A WHOLE LOT. lol. And so this leads them to tell the older child…aka my nemesis sister [LOL a bit exaggerated]; this makes me uncomfortable.

-Friend: I don’t have any friends.

LOL joking. This here is also a problem…well, it kinda depends on what kind of a friend they are. If they are the opposite gender type of friend, they will think you are crazy. Don’t share your girl feelings with guys and viceversa. Biology makes it so that the other wont really understand what you are feeling. Of course there are exceptions, but to stay on the safe side…I would pass. Also, I am a girl [haha I know] and telling friends who are females doesn’t help. They’d just nod and agree with you, which isn’t a good thing because you are still stuck in the dilemma.

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Sometimes I need to be alone with a mug of chai.

-Relative: Don’t do it, even if they are your cousins, because your story will definitely reach other people. First, it will be transferred to their close cousins, then their mom’s, who are most probably your mom’s sister, and then your mom will know…. None the less before your mom knows it will reach every Raza.com member around the world.

-Sibling: Some of us have really close ties with our siblings or a particular one, so its easy to spill the beans (purposely) and share your issues. But then there are families like mine, where we cringe when one of us shares their inner thoughts. The environment that some cultures have created is so messed up. You can’t share anything personal with your siblings. It might be because the headline will reach the parents or because you might just be too embarrassed, since your dealing with serious critics. But we trust our siblings more than others; the good thing here is that what happens in the neutral family stays inside. This might be the second best option after the last one below.

-Blog: Its simple, but sometimes indirect. Its kinda risky though, since if someone catches on, they might be offended. You shouldn’t want to offend people. So, think, think, write, re-read, think, then publish.

-The one you can always trust is God.

Some issues we over came.

Fasts are going well, thank God. But the thing that bothers me is how every Ramadan, the first few days, my family makes a huge amount of food! But then we always learn that it just is too much and we should care for the people who don’t have food to even do Suhoor (eating before putting a fast, before sunrise) or to break their fast during iftar. May Allah give them food and blessings. Ameen. Alhumdulilah, now we have utilized our time and amount of food being prepared. Now we are just eating some fruits, dates, with water. Also, my mom sometimes makes a small amount of pakorays [Pakora: made with a flour batter with masalas (spices), onions, or potatoes, or whatever else fried in oil], just to have a ‘feel’ of Ramadan. Yea, we are Paki. [Then after prayer we eat dinner and stuff.]

Another issue…was that we used to have a sleep difficulties (minor) in the beginning, since the nights are so short this year. After breaking our fast, going to the Majjid for Taraweh (late night prayer) there is only but a few hours to sleep. Then we have to wake up for Suhoor…before sunrise prayer, the time when we eat food before putting a fast. Now-a-days, schools are closed and no classes for us siblings, so we don’t sleep until Suhoor. We usually read Quran, or pray, or read more about Islam. Then, after doing Suhoor and praying morning prayer of Fajr, we hit the sack. It worked for me so far. But as the nights get longer during this month of Ramadan, I think we will be sleeping until Suhoor. Oh who cares about my sleep cycle. I made banana peanut butter cookies today!

My banana and peanut butter cookies! [simple recipe…just Google it]

Everyone loved them…or maybe it was because they were fasting all day. lol