it feels like im in hangover mood and oh! is it ever a nasty feeling waking up at 2 in the afternoon to the yummy smells of food downstairs....with my teeth not brushed i hait it- NEVER wake up and jump right into the shower i have the hugest heachache and i didnt get my coffee...i'm so sleepy.

i'm growing my hair out.

no comment.

friends: "you SO want to be bengali"

me: no?

friends: you know what i'm getting alisha for her next b-day a bengali boy.........FROM TORONTO!!!!! (they laugh at me)

me: in head(boy from T.O nice i like, Bengali? off the rickter scale.

me: too sad i'm already hitched for fitch (flashes the fake aldo bling)

i love my talks :)

on the other note people just can't get enough of guyanese peeps :), Guyanese people are popular! A sister told me tonight "Guyanese food is comforting". Honestly i'm dying to go back to Toronto i want to see my family i want to attend those Guyanese fund raising dinner- i want to squeeze my cousins i want to talk grown up talk with my moms aunties i want to bust out laughter and hear old time jokes and i want to see my mom dance with her aunties and sisters :(- i want to know of the "Baksh generation" i want to hit up guaynese halhal* eateries...

one way ticket to toronto..please ?

:(im officially down.

Forever Young

May the good lord be with you
Down every road you roam
And may sunshine and happiness
Surround you when youre far from home
And may you grow to be proud
Dignified and true
And do unto others
As youd have done to you
Be courageous and be brave
And in my heart youll always stay
Forever young, forever young
Forever young, forever young

May good fortune be with you
May your guiding light be strong
Build a stairway to heaven
With a prince or a vagabond

And may you never love in vain
And in my heart you will remain
Forever young, forever young
Forever young, forever young
Forever young
Forever young

And when you finally fly away
Ill be hoping that I served you well
For all the wisdom of a lifetime
No one can ever tell

But whatever road you choose
Im right behind you, win or lose
Forever young, forever young
Forever young ,forever young
Forever young, forever young
For, forever young, forever young

- Rod Stewart (dl it :) they played this at grad oh sweet times!

give me a camera and i'll do wonders i post lots of pics because my writing skills are limited-and when i'm feeling something within me sad or happy i can't quite express it so i google pictures that makes that spark ignite.

i'm sick i think it's because i kissed too many people today.

:( very sick.

ok so next year Eid InshAllah maybe there will be expansion to the family honestly! i was thinking about it today and ya'll do too- if i were wedded to a man i would have somewhere to go after Eid prayers instead of Timz with familo and going out to a family friends house with no convo just staring at the wall-

i wish there was this system where i could be married to someone on Eid day and that way we can partayy at relatives house and this would give my mother a good reason to cook up a feast..

ok im done dreaming and NO! im not emotionally sad im just cheezyy melted burnt cheeeze that's being left way too long in the fridge.

Eid Mubarak Loves :)

ok so

Blood Diamond at 7pm

or Pursuit of Happiness at 7:10pmO

i'm going bymyself and i'm excited with that thought :)i need to see will smith this sista needs some soul vybing!

i miss dads family :(

i think this is funny.

papa said to change my background on the computer (its a pic of outlandish) he told me to remove it and put a bird..a bird! doesn't he know im terrified and petrifed of birds... he said Angels won't visit our home with faces flashing like that.

i would think Angels would visit our house if they saw Outlandish :P

(jk)

no what's cold chilling/ happy/ weird at the same time? I can say "yes"- yes to new beginnings. you want new beginnings new memories and all you have to do is say "yes"- that's freaky. when your giving the choice to make- that you waited your whole life for and it's being served to you on a gold plate "everything is too perfect to pre-planned" too exact, that i'm searching too hard for the flaws when really they aren't any.

my dreams are really confusing me these past nights- very werid and cold chilling.
it's always in ths time of year when the ordeals of the game trick mind me upside and down- let's rewind to 4 years back?but you can't. time is of the essence, and of the evil!

choose wisely.

i plan to continue this emotional drawn out long entry- i have a party to get ready for- i need to iron my black dress :)

my mom is going to shoot me.
she has every right to send me to girls school.

oh! but wait im passed that age.
it's like 2:30am in the morning and i have to wake up at 6 for fasting, and yeh and then today in the evrning (i should say today in the evening i have a friends b-day like a massive girl screaming partayy, laughing it up party)and then saturday is a Eid, and then im in the process of planning things for ski day on sunday thats a whole day gone and then in the evening im having saher over for like "all nighter till its mid-night" eating chocolate and her hearing my crazy talks then on monday (k breathe alisha) i have to clean up things, and then tuesday im meeting friend for my last coffee date and i have to pay tuition fees and then i go back to school on the 3rd..yes stinky grant students go back on the 3rd :)..yupp and i start good old work back again and running my head off to meetings- and getting myself tied up that i forget that my parents live in the same house as i.

and i need to brake my addictions of blogging and msn..

that's all.

:) i'm not near to the finish line... we all aren't.

*ahem* mother dear just told me that we got invited to a Guyanese party well a association one..Guyanese peeps have one I never knew :O. Anyoo living in this house with papa in particular does not want to go. I WANT TO GO.

UGH! I miss Guyanese people i long for the soka talk :(

i'm kickn myself for not going, not only are my brothers blessed with looks but the words to their songs touch me. Outlandish's songs do it for me.

life would be dreamy if i chanced up on some brother like this- he could sing to me everymorning- k dhaling your getting ahead of yourself..anyoo hopefully they come to stinky lil deadmonton.

*sigh* next year InshAllah :D!

me: "it's amazing how most girls are scared of a little spider that weighs like nothing yet they can shove out a eight pounder with drugs jacked up into them and 10 hands on em-hooked up to iv losing so much blood that can make em die."

friend: "yeh, a womans strength is beautiful".

me: :)

i'm making my friend a birthday card..more loving in it mates :)

i think i might just cut out pics from magazines or google funky pics that represent her personality :)

don't shield your dreams.

i have so many things to type but where do i begin? Umm first of all let's being with "Ummm" and "Mmm" and "Sigh. I'll save this for tonight when the air gets thin up in here.

i'm happy. i'm happy. satisfaction has bein served. i'm mixed with a moment of sadness of charred sadness. memories from the past have now becomed stained memories.

isn't it funny, if i were to spill coffee on white pants everyone notices "you spilled coffee huh" with a "oh sucks" kinda thing face. well of course i know i spilled coffee on my pants. first of all coffee is hot so i felt it penerate through my nylon white pants to my skin. it has a aroma to it, and it's liquid therefore when i take my finger and press against my leg i can feel the dampness. so i don't need the "oh! you spilled coffe on ya pants". nextime you notice a stain on someones pants or shirt- just notice how damn hot they look with the stain on.

ok so boys and gals this is what i'm trying to get too. when we look to the past which i have being doing alot lately-because im sitting on my big behind staring up to the sky. i'm finding myself in remembrance of the "bad" ugly "dark" "cold" "i'm hungry" kinda feeling memories. when really.. oh! when really i should be thinking of the good memories, the tokens i recieved the people i met- the people who i know i will never forget- and somehow in unspoken words, not even whispers i know i love them and i know they love me..well not love "love" is a powerful word to use, more like "adore". i should think of "warm" "bright" "laughter" "the touch" of these memories. life's too short too beeautiful to sulk. to cry. to pity. to stop what your doing- because you find it's not you. if you set out to change cetain aspects of who you are or how your going to obtain that "destiny" and you have to think about it- then it's not you. life is like a little story book- it looks thick, but really it isn't. we are at the ending, the ending, we're done. do we have our final conclusion? no, not until judgement day. so for now just soak it up, if you have the chance to kiss "take it" (lol) if you have the chance to dance take it. if you have the chance to do. to live. to walk. to talk. do it. do i make sense? because i'm ending at alot of periods which shows i'm stopping too much.

this doesn't make sense, well it's not supposed to loves.

what your searching for you'll never find...well you might when that moment comes.. that moment that uncles and aunties talk about - the verses that you read from the Quran that draws the chill up your spine and makes you realize the stupid bullshit you think about is not worth the time of day.

the sun is beautiful. i felt the heat.

you don't fall in love. it grows with you. does that make sense.

i think i'm all used up for convo topics i don't no what to say- i have experienced and realized all, i have shared- i think i'm ready for my wings.

i'm 19 on msn at this time of night.
maybe i should dlt it.. yeh.. mmm same old same..
mmmmmm im going into my moodsssssssss......
edmonton is boring...


blahhh
listening to old school mariah carey fills me.


my heart beats fastsr when you take me over, time will tell again.. it's just a sweet madson baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


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ugh!

dudes so pms... or is it mms???

I Wanna Take You Home
To My Place
Share My Dreams And My Fantasies
I Can't Wait
I Wanna Show U Things
You Ain't Never Seen Before
Girl I Hear You Crying
Crying Out For More

[chorus:]
Talk To Me, Talk To Me
Am I Doing This Right?
Talk To Me, Talk To Me
Are U Feelin Alright?
I've Been Waiting For This My Whole Life
And Here You Are Tonite
I've Been Waiting For This My Whole Life
And I Can See It In Your Eyes
Are U Ready To Stay Up All Night?
To See The Morning Light?
I've Been Waiting
And Waiting
And Waiting
My Whole Life...

[verse 2:]
So Now Here We Are
Turn The Lights Down Low
Or We Can Go Fast
Or Should I Go Slow?
I Wanna Kiss Your Lips
Is That Okay?
I'm That Guy, I'm That Guy Baby
You'll Be Callin' On My Name
Sing It To Me Now

[chorus:]
Talk To Me, Talk To Me
Am I Doing This Right?
Talk To Me, Talk To Me
Are U Feelin Alright?
I've Been Waiting For This My Whole Life
And Here You Are Tonite
I've Been Waiting For This My Whole Life
And I Can See It In Your Eyes
Are U Ready To Stay Up All Night?
To See The Morning Light?
I've Been Waiting
And Waiting
And Waiting
My Whole Life...

[bridge:]
I ...wanna Cater To You
No... Nothin I Wouldn't Do
I Tried To Find Words To Say
I've Never Felt Love In This Way...
This Way
Ive Been For This My Whole Life
Here You Are Tonite

I've Been Ready For This My Whole Life
And I Can See It In Your Eyes
Girl Are U Ready To Stay Up All Night
To See The Morning Light
I've Been Waiting
And Waiting
And Waiting
Ma Whole La La La La Lifee

Will You Be Waiting....
My Whole Life....
_____________________
k i know the lyrics are a little yikes!, but do yah self a favor and dl.


iights loves :)

pretty.



pretty.

me: "im scared of birds"

friend: "well..yeh i'm scared of cats"

:) i'm being very random, this never happens to ms.thang

dad says to think before i speak.

me- i honestly don't CARE anymore. Only God can judge yah.
i'll keep being true to myself, ya'll do the same, and hey! mates life is all peaching it up.

sometimes you gotta let go- and give it all that you got.

Ski Trip Anyone?

Ladies and gentleman, Alisha and I would proudly like to present: The first annual unofficial officially ladies ski fiasco.

Literally. Fiasco.

So, the thing is, skiing for hijabis isn't so much for the skiing aspect rather then the quiet bliss of watching a sister, wrapped up in so many layers she looks like a neon sausage, blazing down the hill, neck first.

You wanna get in on this don't you?

Where: Sista, it's way down past the ghetto, before the northside hood, smack dab in the middle. Okay, I'll stop now. Rabbit Hill: 14264 23 Avenue NW . It's literally on the right hand side of the Whitemud, right after Anily/Southgate, right before Twilliger (I spelt that wrong, so pretty much Saher's house, if that helps.). www.rabbithill.com

When: Saturday December 30th, 2006. From 11am to 6pm.

Now ladies, this is no average ski trip. No ma'am, this is a ski trip/ladies party. So from 6pm to whenever, you don't have to, but if you still got some energy left, you can come on over to my house. We just got a pool table and an air hockey table, and if you're willing enough to get schooled by me, then this is the place to be. We'll unwind with hot chocolate, coffee, tea, and snacks. Along with board games like Cranium and Apples to Apples.

Sounds amazing doesn't it?

So, what we need to do is get you guys in on this by Friday December 22nd. Just email Alisha or myself, call us at home or on our cell, or just give us a head's up. The thing is, the more of you who come, the cheaper it gets. Alleluia for the group rate. We'll get exact numbers by/on Friday, make an announcement or email you guys for how much it will be, and have a 'detail's meeting' at the youth center on Monday December 25th at 7pm, that's when you'll pay, and get instructions on the resources of the site, how to get there, what to wear, what to bring, ect. Now we have to remember that this is not an AIYC event. It's just a couple of popular girl's, so much so that they can get group rates, and need to send mass emails. *sigh* the lavish life does get difficult from time to time.

If anyone has any suggestions/comments/concerns just leave a comment, call us, email us, whatever. www.sistersinthezone.blogspot.com and sistersinthezone@gmail.com

Believe me, you cannot put a price on a tumbling hijabi with snow pants under her jilbab.



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ahem more like Jacked!!!!!!!!!!!!!

By all means, marry. If you get a good wife, you'll become happy; if you get a bad one, you'll become a philosopher.


If a man is proud of his wealth, he should not be praised until it is known how he employs it.


The only true wisdom is in knowing you know nothing.

- socrates

i feel like dancing...but with whom? :P

dad was right when he said "little Ashraf" was the size of his thumb. Suban'Allah - Allah wanted him back.

losing a child in birth- for a human to develop, grow in you- to sleep, to shower, walk, cook, eat with it in you- and nine months down you don't get to see it's eyes.

Paradise lays at a mother's feet.

my mind is at ease..temporary ease. in times of solitude like this one can truly think. do i want to think? i tell myself what's the reason to think....more?

i miss summer. it was bliss. i met myself.

i met others.

in the process of doing school, work, meeting commitments you drift and hun you never realize it.
do i want it back? yeh...kinda do. i mistook the tokens i got. did i really? but what was i supposed to do?
if you ever knew my friend.

i watched lake house lastnight when i was getting it from block buster- the girl told her friend "do i really want to get this movie? it's in the middle of finals? do i want to cry? i laughed.. i picked it up, brave and strong my heart and hands were.
i watched it i wanted to write down every line that struck me, it struck but not hard enough this time.
i didn't cry, not one tear, i didn't even sigh- i just watched it like watching a document film in class. and i thought about it today that kinda itched at me kinda bothered me- what truly pained you from the past , what dreams you fondled with in your heart- what tears soaked your pants- you know that after effect of waken up at 6 in the morning just 3 hours of sleep you got because- you were up on msn or the phone for way tooo long? what was supposed to be a study night turned into a dreamy " i wish you were mine" fainted conversation? and you wake up and that feeling, that dry disgusting feeling lays in your mouth- well yeh i miss that, slowly and slowly i'm losing it and it fears me- not to feel and think that much as i used to? to be able to do that again with be kinda sweet.

i didn't cry, usually when i watch movies i'm a freak show and i cry too much that i get a headache and i get the sniffles. i usually get up go to the bathroom, and cry silently while my friends are laughing their head "good old alisha"

i don't have much to say- and if i do i'm saying it just for the hell of it- to see what response i get.

my friend asked me "if i wanted to do something bad" well she used a better word in the place of "bad". i was going to say no!, and give her this huge laugh "like your on crack" and i thought about it- i wanted to do something lively, not bad but just lively. she said we should go running around the place screaming our heads off..... sometimes that "thing" or "person"
makes you think something "state of reflection".

the spanish music plays soft in the background the brothers play soccer outside. their smiles & laughter and stories have made home within me.

i was supposed to hit up Banff that didn't happen because of the story mom and dad heard on what happened to that couple in the oregon. was supposed to hit up Toronto and visit family- that didn't happen, i'm praying i'll have some fun, just for one hours sake- is all that i ask mates.

you have to allow a certain amount of time in which you are doing nothing in order to have things occur to you, to let your mind think

- mortimer adler



be courteous to all, but intimate with few, and let those few be well tried before you give them your confidence. true friendship is a plant of slow growth and must undergo and withstand the shaks of adversity by it is entitled to that appellation.

- george washington

OUTLANDISH IS GOING TO BE PERFORMING AT RIS (Reviving The Islamic Spirit 2006)


can i get a "OMG"- their like every Mozlem sista back street/ nysnc/usher/ DREAM


faint :)

Guyana is beautiful.