Showing posts with label daily stuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label daily stuff. Show all posts

Sunday, January 15, 2012

Long Time No See Eh?

Assalamualaikum everybody!!

Just got back from BD/Dubai yesterday. Do a big post complete with pics later on. For now, I'm gonna post some cute tops from Ideeli


MY GOD I luv this dress. I think It'd look great if you paired it with this shrug


But the only problem with the dress is the height. I mean, I just can't figure out what you could wear. Because, Unless you wear pants or a skirt, there's nothing else you can wear that's not skin tight. Oh well. If anyone has ideas, please share.




This is a dress I SO want but would probably wear only once. It's so simple but fancy. That's why. But it's still drop dead gorgeous.


O MY ALLAH I am dying for this one. I mean, you could wear it practically anywhere, with a camisole or a shrug. Then pair it with some cite accessories, a pair of heels, a simple hijab, and VALA!!! You've got the perfect outfit for a small get-to-gether at a friends house or a wedding. Just wonderful I tell you. Wonderful.



OK. these are not from ideeli but somewhere else (Allah knows where) but I though they were cute. Check these out:


Very nice and feminine. All you need is matching sleeves, a hijab, a charm bracelet, some cute flats, and your ready to go. Very good for a casual outfit.


Where this with a white crochet shrug or a green cardigan and you will look FABULOUS. I mean, I love the color blocking on this one. Don't you? Perfect for just slipping on. You don't need many accessories either.





Well, that's it for today folks! See ya later!!

Saturday, October 15, 2011

Evil Eyes and BD

Hi assalamualaikum everyone!!!!!


Hope everyone is doing well. My cold is better now alhamduliAllah. Just have a cough a a very clogged nose. Hate that part.

But, other than that, everything is going well alhamduliAllah.

Today was back to school night, and I tried out a found-out-by-accident-trick. When my father was talking to one of my teachers, she said I was really good and everything, and then, of course, my father asked if anything was wrong with me. Then she took a deep breath. What I did was, I looked at her with really big, innocent, questioning, daring eyes. But all the while innocent. It was weird. I made my eyes so big, and put so much passion behind them, that my plan worked. My teacher hesitated before saying something about me. And she said it in a small and quick voice. Can you believe it! AND she was the principal also. (I know, I know. Why is the principal teaching me? Because she just does. That's my answer.) I was able to slightly manipulate the principal!!! And I kept on doing that until I guess my father saw me and shooed me away.

So, I went outside, feeling reckless. We have a big tree right outside the fence of our school and one thick branch sticks in that you're not supposed to climb. So, feeling naughty like I was, I looked around for any teachers, and climbed the branch. I sat on the branch, I swung on the branch, and from there, I stood and sat on the fence, I laid on it, I swung my feet over it so I was almost out of the school. My friends were like, "You don't seem like a person to climb trees!" Perhaps I don't. I usually look very proper and everything. But sometimes these spells take over me and I become.......different. And plus, I can barely ever resist climbing a perfectly climable tree. I just can't.

Then, I played tag, after so long, and ran really hard, and started panting, but it was fun. Then we all went to the bathroom and took off our hijabs and complimented each other on our looks. Hahaha. Cheesy, I know, but, who does not do that?


LOL. I know I sound really immature. But I have spells.


Before doing all this though, form 4:00 to 5:00 I was just cleaning our classroom. Let me tell you, our classroom ALWAYS looks HORRIBLE. But, after an hour of cleaning and decorating, it looked semi decent. So, I left the room content.


The director has just decided that hifz class will be up till 4:30 from now on. But, with packing, and rapping up class, and waiting for Baba, school will really end at 5:00. So, from Monday, I'll be home at about 5:15 everyday except Friday. I don't mind much. As long as the boys don't get too crazy with the hot chocolate.

And remember how I said that SOME of the boys in class were polite? Well, scratch that out. You should see our room at the end of the day. Looks like a tornado hit it. None of them are real gentlemen. THEY DROP STANDING FANS ON EACH OTHERS HEADS. AND PLAY SWORD FIGHTING WITH MARKERS.  And what do I do? Sit down and once I get too irrated I yell. Well, kinda raise my voice, but in hifz class, it just so happens that my voice goes down a few notches. So, once I go, "Can everyone please STOP??!!!!"  Well, then they get the message, and calm down for a few minutes. But, after the silence has wore off, they get crazy again. What can I say? Apes.

WE SHALL BE GOING TO BD INSHALLAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

We'll be going on Emirates. Most likely December 9th to January 14th. I'm so happy!!! You don't know how much I've been wanting to go to Bangladesh. But we're only staying for 5 weeks. How sad. The last two times we went we stayed for 5 MONTHS. Oh well. AlhamduliAllah. At least we're going.





We're gonna read The Giver at school. I'll probably finish it by Wednesday. Has anyone read it before? It sounds really good.










Can't wait for.......................Dunno what. But I'm so excited!!!








Sunday, August 7, 2011

Daily Account

Today went fairly well alhamduliAllah. We (as in me, my sisters and my father) went to Kohles. They had a very good sale going on mashaAllah. On most of the clothes, they had, like 60%-70% off and stuff like that. And they  had not tax!! Also, if you spent $50, you would get a free gift card with $10!!! I bought a cute lunch box and a really nice water bottle. Last year, i put water and froze it, and it cracked. I thought that, because it was stainless steal, nothing would happen. But, I was proved wrong.

So this year inshaAllah, I shall do nothing crazy like that. I really want to post the pics, but I am too lazy to go downstairs, get the camera, download the pics and then post them. I could take it with the camera on the computer, but it won't turn out good. I promise that tomorrow inshaAllah, I'll post pics.

Today I wore my pink/purple skirt. My aunt bought it from Malaysia in an Indian flee market. I wore my pink think kamis on top. And a purple hijab. Plus a silver ring and heart bracelet.

I am very tired now, so I shall retire to my book.


My salaams to you all!!!

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Ramadan Day 6

I'm sorry I didn't post for two days. I was just so tired. And I had pains. Well, there's really not much to say. Except, yesterday, instead of coming home after iftaar, my sisters and I stayed at the "babysitters." We don't usually stay, as my father is pretty protective and he thought it woulf be bad for me to be here "all alone". I don't mind it much, I know that it's his way of caring for me, except sometimes I REALLY want to do something and then I can't do it. Well, yesterday, I did some old fashioned begging. I a very sad tale indeed, and in the end, I was about to cry. I didn't stray from the truth though. In the end, he gave in and let us stay. I gave a big bear hug, a huge kiss on his cheek, and a beautiful, "JAZAKALLAHU KHAIRAN BABA!!!"

So, we stayed at the "babysitters". It was actually where the children that were too old for toys but too young to play basket ball with the big boys (who surprisingly did not pray taraweeh. I was shocked I tell you. SHOCKED. I mean, I know the kids in our majid don't practice Islam perfectly, but, this was just too much for me. Me, I had girl reasons. Them, ummm, I don't think there's anything that stops boys from praying. Especially if it's about 15-20 boys.)

 So, at the "babysitters", there was a lady, who turned on The Lion King for us. I hadn't watched that movie for years, so I enjoyed it. My heart ached for poor little Simba when his father died. It was sssooo touching. There were actually tears in my eyes. I know, it's just a movie, but, I saw it with fresh eyes, and I felt myself in his place. It's ssssooo sad.

When the movie was almost done, Baba came to take us home. As usual, one of my sisters started crying. My father just picked her up, comforted her a bit, and she was done. Then we came home.

Oh yes, I wore my pink paisley hijab and black abaya. They went pretty well together. But my hijab was annoying me a bit.

Today we went to the library. I gots me LOTS of books. then we came home and went to Ross. we went there to look for a lunch box, but didn't find one. Instead, I got a pretty laptop bag. I take my laptop to school often, and I don't really need one of those professional ones. (personally, I think they look horrible). So, i found a very nice maroon one. It looked very sophisticated. And I took it. I'll post a pic later.

Baba didn't feel good today, so we didn't go to iftaar. I was pretty disappointed, but, AlhamduliAllah.