When it was dark, there is now light , where they was weakness i found my strength all in the eyes of a child. Let the rain come down and wash away my tears, let it feel my fears for a new day is too come.

I can write, and write on how werid i feel right now, and how i'm too timid, yes timid, to allow things in life to take its course . since i was little everything had to be perfect, i had to sleep with my sister in a bunkbed, the room HAD to be pink, with barbies flooding the place. Mom had to brush my hair a certain way, braid it tight, with lots and lots of hair products in it, then I had to set out my clothes for school the nextday, pack up my backpack, pack my lunch, and fluff my pillow, set the teddies in their spots, recite all the surrahs*, make a turn onto my stomach , and I would always say this and I still do " you are a fresh new girl, with a fresh new start" and boy I would smile, and I would feel content and happy about myself. I felt happy everyday... I guess I was inncoent of the this cold harsh world, and what it can do to you , and the people that live in it, I thought everyone was my friend, and I had my life set out for me at age ten , yes I clearly remember, and wow I was goal driven, flipping determined on getting what I wanted, and how to get it, I'm sad that I didn't allow that heat to stay in me.... it would have carried me off to good places by now, but then I sigh* and tell myself, I'm okay, I'm doing alright in life, and thats the way things are supposed to be .........

well theres no turning back, it's all down hill from here, or uphill, how you decide to truck is your choice...... you know what made me feel good today, holding a baby, and it actually wanted to come too me ....

sacrafices

my body wants to crumble, like the way it wanted too some months ago, AlamdiouAllah we regain strength through hard times...

dads pickn me up.... this is my cue too go

i've had enough carbs for one day. im so stuffed, AlamdiouAllah me thinks i can't move..

uh oh, this is the cue, to run your behind girl

choices...and choices..... InshaAllah lets settle for something on solid ground ?
too tired, and ready to sit down, look up and say " im too tired, go walk byyourself".
i can't wait for..nextyear... *sigh*

:)

yeh, mmmm.... i could give two hoots :D about anything anymore.

go ahead and theroize and summarize, i'm not for it...*sigh*.... letting go, i'm just tired...
and i've got know one to blame. i've chucked the key into the fire, all you've got left is ashes and dust, tis true, everything does become ashes and dust..everything.

:)

To those who died .......we remember.
To those who survived.......we hear you.
To the next generation.......we shall never forget.

Documentary from Oprah with Elie Wiesel

This is dedicated to all those who have endured human oppression and torture.

I'm a nerd, no officially a GEEK, while the whole of deadmonton celebrated oilers victory game, i went out to block busta, and got me a rental " 4 brothers" yupp yupp.. im half done it, because me always get tired and neva finish watching the whole thing..errr work is eatn me . i walked through whyte ave today. saw some things , or a thing that made me close my eyes..and look the other way, some dude saw the same thing i saw lying or chilling on the cement. i looked to him.. rolled my eyes and gave this look " what has the world come too?" mmm yeh and he smiled at me. man i'm toooo good.. i'm such a flippn goodie good, when last as i..yeh me ! let loose, and have wild crazy fun. screaming my lungs off, and errrrrrr.... i want to have fun.

my friend called me at the exact time of my melting point, i told her off the bat, to keep this saturday evening open, were doing smtin dear devilish yupp..yupp.. :P , i haven't partied..for a long timeeeeeeee... yeh.. mmm im drooling , i think this summer im going to go to wested waterpark..and bungie up :D, and im going white water rafting no if ands or buts..and im going rock climbing, and i want to get some bruises on me from, riding my bike around..or rollerblading and slamming into some things..to waken me up..and i want to buy a shirt with the saying " crack is good for ya" :D.

............... don't ask or tsk..but im ... im the mood for some bad fun :p

Of course, there will always be those who look only at technique, who ask "how?" while others of a more curious nature will ask "why?" Personally, I have always preferred inspiration to information. -Man Ray

I was thinking today, well I guess yesteryday, Allah controls everything, like everything your thoughts your emotions, your doings , everything. the experiences that are put forth to us which are good or bad. if there bad, and let's say the experience your going through really puts you upsided down, and you feel yourself slipping away, and you seem to loose control and it seems the only way your walking or interacting with others is Allah is guiding you, pushing you through it. and you tell yourself well if i had done things a little different if i had walked the other path , if i had made the call if i had smiled whatever the case may be, Allah intended you to go throuhg it, to feel hurt and anguish. because bad or good experinces strengthen your character, they add intuition* to your goals, your mind and heart. i learned not to scoff at my experiences or think bitter of them now, or thinking if i had would of or could of changed something. i would. i tell myself well i put myself at ease, that Allah intended it for a purpose and there will be beauty and smiles at the end of the road.... the sun will always shine again. so i honor * my experiences, pain, sadness tears, laughter , smiles, joys. i honor it. because Allah meant it for me to go through it. i stop telling myself that i bring it on to myself, i create emotions and images in my mind and get myself into a drainy mood, but now i'm kinda happy i did, in a way Allah tested me and i tested myself.

i told a freind once, life is not just a test, one single test, it's a full of testS. and if you can get over the hurdles, even though you may dragg the hurdle down with you, atleast you attempted to get over it..... and if you fell and got up , brushed yourself of it shows alot about you. i tell myself alot of things can face me now. the blood that pumps through my veins moves faster, my heart beats rapid, but with a constant rhythm, my mind thinks of dreams, i know which dreams to think about constantly now, i've narrowed them down.

i had a draw full of memories, old things from when i was little, birthday cards, my recorder, my handbell gloves, my certificate from elementary, my school partrol certificate, some of my valentine cards from kindergarten, pencils i got for doing good on tests, all my report cards, all of this from elementary, i still got some stuff from grade eight, at about grade nine i stopped collecting things that i achieved or of a nice memory too it, i wish i had ordered a highschool yearbook.... i can't rememeber the quote i put under my grad photo, i wish i could look back at it when i'm a old lady, too see how far i've gone in life.... i do remember though why i picked that quote..and the things that were occuring in me. a silent smile, a silent joy, a silent cry, silent laughter. a silent prayer .

i cleaned out the draw... sitting on my bedroom floor is a pile of memories, i threw em out, i've got them in my mind , and when i want to think about them again, or the moment i just got to file about in my mind, all the experiences that came with them. and the experiences that are yet to come.

............:)

Man the throat hurts, my eyes burn, i put too much face lotion on , eyes sting, and my room is in a mess, my hair is in a braid, which i crumply put together, since leaving it out will attract some birds in it, since it resembles a birds nest. Tomorrow is work and I don't feel like it, sunday is work at other place, and its sunday thats usually my chill day , however what do i do on sundays, nothing except contemplate things that never cease to come out of my mind onto my tongue and formulated into words to begin to say..yeh im crunked. Any ways it's cold here tonight, and i've got a blanket around me, i'm waiting for some exictment, and nothing poof!. Thinking of when I got to banff to go white water rafting, yeh i've always wanted to do since i donoo 15 and i'm 19, i'm a women well in my parents mind im a girl/women, yeh , mom told me to put the chicken in the fridge, i don't know where my mind was , instead i plumped into a bowl and left it on the kithchen counter, one knows well everyone, that leaving chicken out is like bad, its a bad thing, so yeh i didn;t follow food procedures and so now my mom is skeptical and wondern if the chicken is a o.k to cook? i told her the heat will burn out any bacteria if it got anything. anyways enough with the ramblings....my face broke out with pimples, i don't no cuz of tiredness or stress, wait im not supposed to be stressed..anyways my face ....needs sm help, so im going to evelan and charles and getting something done like a facial, and im getting my eye brows waxed, because im so flipping scared to do em myself,and the gals that work there are nice,and yeh they motivated you to keep ya self trim. and yes i will get my hair cut..mmm :D, and yeh. that's about it, im tempted to dye my hair, dad tells me natural is good, if dad was supposed to now which bottle # of black colored my hair, he would :S, at me. yeh you see gals and guys i got streaks in my hair it loooked really nice on curly hair, but being a girl im never content so i died my hair JET black, with three bottles of hair dye..yeppp and so now its goona take some hairs before i get back my natural hair color which is a darkk darkkk brownish color mixed with black... yeh well its kinda fading in the light its brown. it wnt be 100% natural prob by age 30ish yeh... so anyways....

I didn;t work out today, its cold and im sick..booo ooo baby :(. i need to call some lady to get a ref letter, i need tooooo....mm order univeristy transcripts...i need tooo..mmm submitt some documents to my progrm soon...well i got till august, i need too mmm.. go in and pay for my classes.. well i got till july, i need to .mmmmm get dad to fix insurance for me on the van, i need too mmmm .... save my money and... invest it with my dad. ?? mmm yeh.. i need too mmm
yeh ... i need to get a laptop?? no i need a camera..thats wat imma do buy me a camara :D.

I need too..yeh i need to do that letter. i will tomorrow night..yeh im going to finish my book
as if by accident..yeh thats the title of it.mmm im going to see a movie tom night.. flip i donoo how much movies i've watched.. .

i need to structure and prepare myself..for things in life.

Fits tonights mood .

My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my

window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'd all be grey, but your picture on my wall It

reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad I drank too much last night, got bills to pay, my

head just feels in pain I missed the bus and there'll be hell today, I'm late for work again And

even if I'm there, they'll all imply that I might not last the day And then you call me and it's not

so bad, it's not so bad and I want to thank you for giving me the best day of my life Oh just to be

with you is having the best day of my life Push the door, I'm home at last and I'm soaking

through and through Then you hand me a towel and all I see is you And even if my house falls

down, I wouldn't have a clue Because you're near me and I want to thank you for giving me the

best day of my life Oh just to be with you is having the best day of my life.

This song is so pretty, better yet the music video is good too :)

Okay its official im bored. I haven't felt bored for like some time, yeh was supposed to go over to aunties house this evening, but mama and papa are out, can't get old of em, too late of short notice, its cloudy and cold, i'm sick, and i got tons of stuff to figure out, which i keep pushing in the back of this mind of mine, rehearsing words and thoughts and feelings to say, but theres no point, of flipping rehearsing if its supposed to be said. or thought then Allah will make it , yeh i'm just leaving certain things up to Allah, well i mean everything..so im walking neurtall soul.

Man i really wanted to go out tonight.. flipp car come, car come. i'm looking at old pics from like ways back, and i and them look fun, way too fun... you don't no nothing till , it's gone..and gone. wishing and hoping time comes faster, saving money for heck i don't know what, this voice in me head keeps on telling me to save my money, and take extra shifts, i haven't bought like hard core shopping for some time ..now, yeh just sun glasses,and theres no sun out.. ain't that a peachy love?..yeh , well mmm my diet sucked today, had a muffin for breakfast, then soup for lunch, then some curry for supper, then more soup.and some hard crunked thing my mama baked. i've being eating small portions though, hence why i'm sick. yeh mmm what is there to do in hickville deadmonton..man o man. ahhhh!

so i leave it like this, i'll be back to blogg about more stuff.

and so i go to sleep, and thankful for a another day in this life.

I'm very sick, I think I'm feeling symptoms my dad had way back in Feb, when he had a high fever, and like a cough for a month. My stomach i feels mixed up, my head hurts, my throat is aching, my back kills, and oh....my shoulders need a massage. No sleep lastnight :(

If your going to call at like 11:25 at night, and I answer with a croaky voice like I was just going to bed, and you hang up because you think you woke me up, well I'm already awaken by whomever you are that has called, so just say what you have to say , ok ? :D

..... this morning was sour, this afternoon is pretty, AlamdiouAllah :)

:(...make it stop.

Foot prints of life that I once walked, woke up this morning around 2, trying to remember my child hood days.. I found it hard to remember.... and I got sad, and scared, nine-teen years of my life has gone by so fast seems like nine-teen days in a wink of a eye. What lays for my future ? How will I lay my future, I'm eager in attempt to leave another footprint, and hoping it won't be washed away by the tides of forgetfulness.

Went to the lake ontario lastyear summer. Finally I set eyes on a real beach in Canada, with white sands, crystal blue water, warm wataer you can swim in, people tanning, life guards, the cliff and rocks in and around the lake, water toys in the lake, it was like i was in little Italy. I wrote my name in the sand, with some insane message, hoping that maybe it will stay and would never be washed away..... I wrote it with a stick in the sand, and left my footprint in the sand. It was cool and sothing to my foot, I watched my message waiting for the tide to come in and wash it away, the tide wasn't coming, it stayed, I walked away, the tide came, and washed it away, not all of it. left back some letters....I smiled...

I ate breakfast this morning, to some dido playing too loud wakening my sister. Some bitter sweet memory well too bitter and not enough sweet, came entering into my head again. I'm suprised how quickly I had destroyed whatever bitter feeling that was in me, and sadness, and threw it in the back burner, I don't know how I got through those days...I don't know ? and I ask myself wow you were really strong and disciplined with your thoughts. Well I smiled , kinda still sad and shocked how I was at the time, I just prayed and wish that I never get back into a time like that again...but I tell myself, this thing or whatever was least of my problems. They are more hurdles yet to jump, more bruises to recieve and more scars to get , and heal, they are more people I will meet in this life, that will make me love life more, and more, and see the simplicty of beauty in people, and then I will meet those that make me question humanity , and peoples minds, and how dumbfounded people can be, and in return I will take that and make myself stronger, to wake up the next day to see more beauty in people. And those days I will take, and think well they are more worse days and things to come and see in life. And I guess, well now I will see life and people and the experiences that come with it, till the day I die, because in my mind, I think I will get know day in life, that is so hard and painful, that will make me to forget to smile, laugh, or seek the bad in people instead of the good, or will stop me loving . Because Allah always makes you see beauty once you put faith and trust in him, that things will be at ease, pain will be at ease, and the burden of whatever you feel will be lifted off from your chest.

........ just my thougts.

Finished watching a movie that has left my mind disturbed, from just looking at the dvd case i thought it would be olalal, fulled with passion , lust, chase for love. But it wasn't turned out into a some dude who wanted love and passion, he wanted love from his wife, good old wife, whose papa owned a rich company and lived on a nice estate in London, and then he wanted passion from some hot blonde hair American chic..... he fooled around with American, and married London.... and he messed himself big time, American got pregnant, and London wanted a baby, and was really sweet and caring to her dirty sllez bag hubby who was cheating on her. American demanded just like any good old gal would to tell London, that she is pregnant with dirty sleezer babies..... but he didn't want to loose out on the rich life he got with London, so what does the jerk bag dude.... kills American with his baby in her, his baby!!!!!!!...and leaves it like that.
Goes on to getting London pregnant his real life...and Amrican is gone.

Made me realize, well love as more substance than passion, my soc prof told us if you want passion you'll get bitten, stick with steady Eddy..tis true my friends, tis true, but then to have passion in your life to chase for it, or to be chasen is erotic, makes you want to wake up to the next morning, and putting in your day time planner where and when your going to meet passion ?? follow ? yeh, well I donoo or maybe I should not rent these type of movies..and I SHOULD read the back cover of em? mmmm well it had a girl whispering in some guys ear , with a gold wedding band in PoINT...well yeh I'm a nerd with this stuff, and i thought mmm why not awaken your senses, I'm a big gal. anyways my mind needs to rest... i'm checking content nexttime :s

Hands have dirt in and around them at their fingernails. I got a blister to show. I got bruises on my knee that are green and mushy and when I jump for glee - it reminds me of the pain.
My vains bluge out the most of all the days. And I'm hoping for some rain, to make me plain.
Sitting here staring to the sky.....looking with a smile and knowing, thanks God for given me one more day to smile, thanks for given me one more day to talk my crazy thoughts, thanks for given me one more day to hear the spanish guitar, thanks for given me one more day to feel the breeze on my skin, thanks for given me one more day to see my family smile and laugh, thanks for given me one more day to type my thoughts on this blogg of mine, thanks for given me one more day to repent of my sins, thanks for given me one more day to pray for the oppressed, thanks for given me one more day to have hope that dreams can and will come to light from the darkness.

Smile even though it pains :)

I'm deprived from sleep. It's a nice day today, in hickville deadmonton peach.

Going to wested today, to find pants that fit good. Then coming home eating dinner with family, me read on the patio, then go for a run ( while dinner digests in my tummy ) come home from run , do a spa eekks if I have any shower gel stuff leftover, then finishing watching Match Point, I couldn't watch the whole thing lastnight, because parents decided to stay up late , late, lateeeeeeeee of all the nights I wanted to watch this movie, while everyone was dopped up in sleep.

Oh and for the record I'm never doing that apple stuff...again , that's why I'm so sleepy, and werid :S

have a good day kids :D

Mom wanted to watch this movie :D , so its movie night at the Shahs house.

__________________________________________________________

And for me, when every one goes in their beds, eyes closing, in dream land, I crack this sucker out : MATCH POINT

Waiting for a call, that can and will change everything in my life for my future.
I'm tired, and weak from all of this, I'm not amuzed to talk, talk, talk, to anyone.

I just came back from a run. ( o flipp the song plays :( I shouldn't be allowed to type to music like this, well if you could hear it :(. If you or ye could understand thee. Anyways I went for a hard run. Sometimes to ragg the body out, beat it up, make it sweat, let your stomach pain, cramps up and down your leg, the sun blaring on your face, and that is pain, because you feel it. So mmm let's put it like this, when people you like or love hurt you, the victim always says " i'm in pain " " im hurting" , know my friend they bring it onto themselves, they allow themselves to be hurt, it's all in the state of mind. So as I ran, I felt pain, from my run because my body was physically doing something. So what I'm trying to say is love-pain is emotionally pain, in my mind now, that is not pain, its bullshit pain, however physical pain is when your lifting something heavy, or your hand got stucked in the door and someone shut it hard on your pinky, or you feel of your bike, and hit your groin, or someone took a bat and hit you in the face, thats real pain.

What I just typed probably doesnt' make sense to ya'll bloggers, but I made this up in my mind, so I don't feel the bullshit pain, because that pain can kill yah, I rather feel physicall pain, and rather die of it, then of some pain, that makes you go in circles, makes your mind sleep as you physically sleep. Yeh

peace and love

I want to get on a train, and leave. I don't want to come back. I want to regain the strength I once had, because in this place it seems I'm going around in circles. I can't take it. Even though if stuff gets rought or whatever it may be in a different land, atleast it's going to be different.
Different atmosphere is needed.

When life is empty without know tomorrow, lonley starts to cry. Forget the sorrow. Have faith.

They say when it rains, it's a blessing. Today a Muslim couple I know, proclaimed their love for eachother in the name of Allah(SWT) .

I just wrote a entry, and it got dlt by accident, it's a cue from above. So I take it, and leave.

I'm going to Lebanon tonight :D .

Man I've being looking forward for this weekend, lastnight soccer game.. amazing:p, then tonight going over to sisters house for some fun gals night out... today mama and papa decided to shop... tomorrow around lunch going our for lunch with friend.. tomorrow night watching da vinci code , hopefully we get tickets..and then Monday..i donoo ?

Cheer up me knows weather sucks.. :D

We got a new toy ;)

mauahhaha good things comes to those who wait :D

...................................so what, :D

I haven't had any urge lately to check my email. Because I'm not expecting anything, that will put a smile on me lips, or make me bursting out into laughter at the computer screen. Know I'm not sad, nor happy, happy- I'm just neutral ?. Nothing to get excited about anymore, except the soccer game I'm going tonight, laugh for like 4 hours tonight, with the girls, then come home, to my room, strip off my clothes into my summer pjs, wash my face, pray, then go to bed.
So something prompted me to open up good old hotmail, because the mail is so hot with excitment and amusement, it's just so hot it can't be cold mail? You know it should be called "coldmail" because of all the emails I get (a) It's about meetings (b) school, ( c) from my cousins ( d) stupid emails that give my computer viruses, in which we had to spend alot of monay to fix (e) those emails, where if you forward them to like half the world, know the whole world, your lover will come to you at mid-night ( f) emails sent by people that can't look you in the eye, and tell you something heartfelt ( g) or ME sending a email, praying for some happiness to be granted into it, when I get back a response .

So something prompted this little mind of mine , to open up hotmail, singed in. and volalala, look at the cute little picture I got, an email that was out of the blue, and made me smile. AlamdiouAllah. Made me think you can think about someone 24/7, and then when life gets busy, you sadly forget about them... know you don't forget they just fade, and then there right there, out of the blue . It's a cute picture.

So the moral of this entry, is I got to smile today, AlamdiouAllah I never go a day without smiling or laughing, because to loose that, is to loose yourself, it's better you be locked in a room, in complete darkness.

ain't life a peachy love ?

__________________

k me, being a slowie in tech, the picture never showed, its a cute picture tho :(

sigh not so, but let them go

so you walk softly and look sweetly and say nothing,I am for the walk, and especially when I walk away.

Friendship is constant in all other things
Save in the office and affairs of love;
Therefore all hearts in love use their own tongues.
Let every eye negotiate for itself
And trust no agent; for beauty is a witch
Against whose charms faith melteth into blood.

_ Shakespeare

....suck it in girl... you can't count on anyone, except yourself.

To finally see truth in that, hurts.

sweet dreams are made of these, who am I to disagree, I've traveled the world and the seven seas, everyone is looking for something , some of them want to use you, some of them want to abuse you , some of them just want a few.

You gotta hold your head up.....

If I could read what it said...:(

It's whats in your mind & heart.

Yes, exactly like a child: there must be an element of charm in every dull tomorrow .Tomorrow we are going to the fun fair .Tomorrow there’s no school Tomorrow the sun will shine and we’ll go swimming.

This I promise my friend.

Faces are the noble metal of this untiring planet
they carry on their features loads of pure gold as long as the pulse of life still
beats under the skin.

NIGHT

They say night is falling but the heartless light still uncovers the stories of all things as they have been transformed in order for me to supposedly get to know them at such idle hours when I study the vast exterior.

The world is rolling like a silken wheel on the skin , the ultraviolet rays of its softness are digging up my insides –every meaningful image gets to the bone and carves there its symbolism.

By : Tonia Kovalenko

Too cute.:)

I just noticed the song by shakira " Hips don't lie" is kinda well allusive, I just read the words SLOWLY..and thought about em. The song gets you going when you listen to it, it's a perfect song for the summer, some english some espanol chickas and chicos.. ci?

Well I got my soccer tickets :D. Went to some shoe place dude in Uni. He was spanish, I could tell by the thick gold cross he wore, that was buried among the hairs on his chest, shirt collar open.. and the whole shirt is un-done. Hair all greased up... and parted to the side..loud spanish music blasting.
I went to the counter " Hi are you selling tickets to the soccer game tom night :D??" .. him : " ci............you espanol? me: no :) .

him: where you from senorita ?
me: ( you should have see the smile on my face ) parents from Guyana in SouthAmerican

him: oooo.you soutamerrrican :D, me too, i'm from peru
me : yeh... k so how much are tickets?
him : for you pick a price ;)
me: 15 :)
him: as you say

He looked really lonley and wanted me to carry on a conversation with him...and I was getting late, needed to catch my bus to volunteer. He said if I need my shoes or belt to be fixed to go to him :) , I got hookups...

So yeh boys and gals, tomorrow nights game is gonn rock..and considering I got me and sisters ticket before the day of the game..for a some good monay...I say.. :D... besides I had the spanish look going on, white dress, hair in bun... k my head is getting big :P.

Called my sister and played joke on her , that we didn't get tickets, she started to cry, like literally cry, naseeba lives for this stuff.. every sunday morning she watches the soccer game.. she just sits there with mouth open..and head titled...kinda making dua to get to one of em games.. then we hear her scream !!! some rant cheering on her team....

Shes lucky , she got this Puma yellow Brazil jacket... I envy her..errrrr
I need to buy a Brazil flagg...man all of friends are going to this, the weather is nice... I've got tickets.... its Brazil playing... and its soccer.....

I say.. let SUMMER BEGIN...:D

"you make a man want to speak spanish "

Ladies up in here tonight No fightin', no fightin' We got the refugees up in here No fightin', no

fightin' Shakira, Shakira I never really knew that she could dance like this She makes a man

want to speak Spanish Como se llama, bonita, mi casa, su casa Shakira, Shakira Oh baby

when you talk like that You make a woman go mad So be wise and keep on Reading the signs

of my body I'm on tonight You know my hips don't lie And I'm starting to feel it's right All the

attraction, the tension Don't you see baby, this is perfection Hey Girl, I can see your body

movin' And it's driving me crazy And I didn't have the slightest idea Until I saw you dancin'

And when you walk up on the dance floor Nobody cannot ignore the way you move your

body, girl And everything so unexpected - the way you right and left it So you can keep on

shaking it I never really knew that she could dance like this She makes a man want to speak

Spanish Como se llama, bonita, mi casa, su casa Shakira, Shakira Oh baby when you talk like

that You make a woman go mad So be wise and keep on Reading the signs of my body And

I'm on tonight You know my hips don't lie And I am starting to feel you boy Come on lets go,

real slow Don't you see baby asi es perfecto Oh I won't deny my hips don't lie And I am

starting to feel it's right All the attraction, the tension Don't you see baby, this is perfection

Shakira, Shakira Oh boy, I can see your body moving Half animal, half man I don't, don't

really know what I'm doing But you seem to have a plan My will and self restraint Have come

to fail now, fail now See, I am doing what I can, but I can't so you know That's a bit too hard

to explain Baila en la calle de noche Baila en la calle del dia Baila en la calle de noche Baila en

la calle del dia I never really knew that she could dance like this She makes a man want to

speak Spanish Como se llama, bonita, mi casa, su casa Shakira, Shakira Oh baby when you

talk like that You know you got me hypnotized So be wise and keep on Reading the signs of

my body Senorita, feel the conga, let me see you move like you come from Colombia Mira en

Barranquilla se baila asi, say it! Mira en Barranquilla se baila asi Yeah She's so sexy every

man's fantasy a refugee like me back with the Fugees from a 3rd world country I go back like

when 'pac carried crates for Humpty Humpty I need a whole club dizzy Why the CIA wanna

watch us? [Shakira/Wyclef Jean] Colombians and Haitians I ain't guilty, it's a musical

transaction No more do we snatch ropes Refugees run the seas 'cause we own our own boats

I'm on tonight, my hips don't lie And I'm starting to feel you boy Come on let's go, real slow

Baby, like this is perfecto Oh, you know I won't deny and my hips don't lie And I am starting

to feel it's right The attraction, the tension Baby, like this is perfection No fightin' No

fightin'

now brothas and sis..that's music fo yah

I'm going to sing :D

my girl.....my girl...my girl..talking about my girl..dooooo damm dumm..dum..dumm.......
suga..suga.. suga uhhh suga..suga..mmm dammama you are my candy girl and you got me wanting you..................................................

one of these days imma sing boys and gals....i've got my entrage to back me up ;)

g'day lovers

It will be something if we can meet at the end of the rainbow, if Allah wills it.

Just finished talking to batman,

I told him to get married, so I can come to this wedding & find me a dude ;

He said, that the dude, will have a lady by his side.

And me , being the slow fool that I have become, and adapted too, whose the dude with the lady?

Him :" me "

Me: When I c ya behind, imma bust some sense into it @:

Me: what makes you think your the dude

Him: laughs, his be-witched crackle

Me : laughs....

Salam buddie :D..

Some person always gots to make me laugh ...ain't life a peachy love.

If I could highlight it, I would highlight a certian person . ( Sagal the look on ya face is priceless..lol..good laughter my friend )

Hadika you look like Natalie Portman, I realized that after watching the whole of stupid boring Pride& Prejuidce ( which I can't bloddy flippn understand what there trying to say )

Omama to the drama :P, looks peaceful. ( mm cough.SURE ;)

Lil omama, looks chillaxed...

Deka ..looks cool as a cucumber lotion :P


Aunty Friba and Aunty Rashida..beautiful, MASHaAllah

Sajda...looks too cute muahha xoxo

Malika looks like " yo..wut up .kinda thing "

Then theres me with my arm thrown over massey ...:P..and she looks too good for words sista ;)

o yeh, can't forget my sister...too ghetto for her good. sis, take as a compliment, you should be a hijabi model..

.....man i miss em, the whole pack.with suga and salt sprinkled on them, im just realizing there was alot of bros and sis on that trip.

this is what happens to me, when i got time on my hand, i start lookn at old picutres..and i start to remember.

Imma tryn to download msn, and at the same time get me tickets for the soccer game for a cheaper price..yeh I'm a sringe on money these days, I need build up my account again to atleast two digits ..... I wonder if I can chat through sending emails to people.. thats instant messenger....mmm?

:D, I have this sly grin on my face.

K! heres the deal ladies :p, we are going to watch soccer game this friday @ common wealth stadium, and cheer on team brazil, and since my parents country is in southamerica ( Guyana) , and me and sister have lots of shirts with Brazil logo on it, why not go and cheer on???

......................I think me going to pee pants, I love soccer games, they get me going, they give me that excitment, with all the fans cheering on..and *sigh*....im drooling...well this game this friday can make up for the one that I can't go to Europe for, and actually see a big time soccer game, with the breeze on my face......and its warm outside :)...I'm a happy girl...

eekkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!! IM EXCITED, I HAVEN'T FELT LIKE THIS FOR ..mm i've lost count :D

I dreamt lastnight that I, wrote a book, a good book, and it was so good, it got published, I saw my book on the dusty shelves some antique looking library, I had this passion in me, as I dreamt my dream, I can write, I should write. And from yesteryday evening of thinking stuff through, that I've thrown in the backburner for some weeks now, I was happy in my dream, it seemed everything that occured yesteryday evening in me, was replaced by this dream, that's how happy I was. It has never dawned onto me, to write, to write good. Just not mumble jumble words.Yet to try and write well. I feel I have it in me, and it's calling for me.

I feel I have thoughts and ideas, that I need and should explain to people, what do you call this philosophy*?? well I guess one as their own philosophy. I should try reading one of em books.

My books were green, the color of one of the Qurans we have at home, and my publisher told me "Alisha you have this gift, " she had blonde hair. And somehow in my dream, I restablished in myself, that I will make it in this life.

........ holding the tears back, happy tears

I need to laugh... :D, too funny lol, sorry Sagal, I need some pretty faces on me blogg, so I jacked, vorry.

when all else fails, all you got is your faith and love for Allah, and yourself, you don't have to prove nothing..

I went to bed 2'am this morning, helping my sister with her essay, well proof-reading it, she needed help, my younger sister never asks for help from me, it's usually the other way around, me going to her , like a little child, seeking advice, or just listening to my day, and she always , lifts my spirits, with her wickid funked personality, she's too outgoing, sometimes I can't talk to her shes too much for me... too much laughter from that gal, I tell yah.

This young friend of mine, sometimes I have to check to see what age she is, said the most touching thing to me...and it brings tears to my eyes, tears that I know of, good ones. I love you little sista.

life unfolds at every moment, you never know what can change or happen...you never know, praise be to Allah ( SWT) if anything happens in my life and this world.

...... ughhhh!!

Float like a butterfly & sting like a bee _Muhammad Ali

Well this is my third attempt at a blogg, and the year isn't over. The creases of me are unfolding out to a smooth paper, and I always keep telling myself start over, a new fresh. Well this isn't a new start, I'm just finising off what was unsaid from my last blogg. I've learned privacy is beauty. And I need to maintain a healthy balance in my life. I was thinking lastnight in bed, I need to reserve and perserve my thoughts and feelings for a someone special to be said too. I shouldn't be broad cast infront of a audience, to decide, and criticize. Sometimes, just sometimes you let go of yourself, and you tell yourself while your typing passionately, who gives a f, it's me.And then two days later you re-read what you just typed, and it sounds crunked. So....yeh I know I should let go in a diary and key it, I need to type it out..and it comes out better.

I feel I grow from my entrys, when something was happening in my life, I go back to that day I was typing, I smile, and I smile because I know I got through that phase, when I thought it was impossible, and you instill in to yourself nothing is impossible, all obstacles can be worked at, and re-shaped, and reconstruct into a better product, never brake and throw away sad memories. One can never move on, and throw it in the back of the burner, somehow it comes back and says hello. You need to take those experiences, and entrys and strenghten youself.One can always better themselves, because to think your perfect is ugly, imperfection is beauty my friend.