Don’t wake me up.

This is about the dream I had this morning. Ok, this morning because I woke up at 8am to just use the restroom and then went back to sleep for 2 hrs. These were the best two hours.

I was invited to go on a week long family/friends reunion in some country not traveled to by any of my family/friends or me. We were all there. People who didn’t know each other, but people who knew me. There were little cousins, still as young as I remember them 5 yrs ago, and people who I see every so often. Everyone eating their petite appetizers prepared by me in my beautiful kitchen, part of my luxury home that had a patio/deck to an area of water led to by some natural stone steps. This was not even the highlight of this dream. All the little ones were playing, and all the adults were talking.

Even in my own “vacation?” home, I’m guessing thats what this was, since it was somewhere else in the world, where all good things happen OBVIOUSLY, I was still alone. I am alone most of the time and I don’t mind it. It only hurts when I feel lonely. I feel lonely most when I go back to NY, only when I am not around my siblings/parents. Its so sad because I used to love NY. So, I was just trying to be a good host and picking up after people, going into the kitchen and into the living room, back and forth, making sure every thing was intact, not broken, and also tidy. Then everyone just left to go out somewhere. I guess I missed the memo LOL. I was still cleaning and nobody picked up the “dusturkhan” [the sheet or cloth you put on the floor, where we normally eat food together]. So I go and grab the napkin to clean it off. I start the one end that is near the glass door and leads to the patio. Then I make my way to the other end, which is disturbingly more dimmed in lighting, now that I think about it. There is also a curtain on that side of the room. It sounds kinda creepy now. But yea, I do go towards that end and I see that arm [connected to a living person of course LOL. I read that line over and trust me this was not a nightmare. If it was, I would have either died and never woke up {not what I meant in the title of this post btw} or would have woke up asap leading me to not write this post at all].

Oh. That person came to my uncalled-for-reunion and hid from everyone, only to reveal himself to me! Great, people must think I am crazy now again. I move my eyes up to see that face. That smirk. “Hi”. Somehow I end up falling onto this person. I am guessing at this point we have stood up or something. IDK. But, I am a clumsy person in my dreams. I face palmed on to this person’s arm, making contact and I feel a nerve pull back, not from me. Yes, that mystery still has some modesty [insert dapper man with bowtie pretending to hold a plate of hors d’oeuvres up to his shoulders, with one hand]. The feels tho. I can’t explain the rest I don’t want to explain the rest. Anyway. I woke up and it was the worst thing ever. I wish this was real. Then I went to school to study for my final.

-eva626.

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2013 and everything if not some-important-things-worth-mentioning.

Woa. Two more days and we change the 3 to a 4. I always hated that when I was in high school and the while ago [is that a real saying?]. I always had to erase the year on the heading of my notes with the smudgy tough eraser that clearly never worked. So, I had these ugly smudges, or scribbles if I was using pen, on every page until the March of the new year. What a mess. Its bad enough that I have horrible hand writing. That is actually going to be one of my new years resolutions. Well, not really.

Here’s some things that happened in 2013:

-I still love to make lists.
-There is a girl in my new institution whose name is actually Eva.
-I learned to use words like ‘institution’ in a complete sentence.
-I’m dreading the fact that I am officially a poor-broke-grad student without a life [the last three sentences aren’t new though].
-My mother is the most precious person to me in the world.
-The farther away I am from my siblings the more I love them.
-I hate chicago as much as I love New York.
-There is a limited number of persons who I can talk to about anything, its because my views are so different from everyone around me.
-I get lost most of the time, but then I find my way thanks to Allah.
-I’ve learned not to care what society, people, media, have to say about my life.
-Islam over Culture and dumbness.
-Communication is the start to end confusion.
-Charity is the start to end hunger and poverty.
-It doesn’t matter who says what, it matters what is being said.
-I’ve gotten very unhealthy like the rest of the non-vegan people in America.
-I have a stern basis on the things I do, and the way I think.
-I need to be more patient.
-My brothers still think I can’t cook. That’s why I haven’t cooked real food in 2013.
-I still survived 2013. Alhumdulilah.
-I love to blog and I love when you read my dumb posts and I love it even more when you comment.
-I need a job and many Duas from everyone.

Thanks for reading this list of 2013 stuff…lets do the best we can to become better people in 2014. Lets try to change ourselves for the better and try to make the world a better place for those who are underprivileged, for those who are suffering, for those who are lost, and unaware of life and death which is to come at any time. Keep me in your prayers. You’re welcome for this public announcement blog post. I can’t believe winter break is almost over. I haven’t finished any of my school work or studying…omg. I hate Chicago.

-Peace out.

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