Last Post??

Yes, its true, this may be my last post because Sarah is coming back on Friday afternoon insha'Allah. So this may be it. Hold back your tears and be strong( "be a man"), and I'll try to get through this. Btw I'm writing assignment right now, so lay off if I dont wRiTe cOheReNtly :)

Home Alone 4: Only for 2 more days...and I didn't have my house parties (Or did I???) or do most of my other (halal) plans, stupid summer school!!! That makes me sad, kind of depressed, cuz it was my only chance do it...(sighs)
"I can't see it comin' down my eyes, so I gotta make this blog cry..."

I got beef with milk right now...this is what happened.

I go to buy stamps, so I can mail Sarah's school stuff out, and I went to 4 different places until I found it. And at Hy&Zels, she was like u gotta a buy a book of them, and I'm thinking 'I gotta buy a book?', so I explain that I want "stamps that go on envelopes, so you can mail them". Then she showed me a pack of ten stamps that they call a 'book'. So I felt stupid and ended up buying it.
ANYWHO, on the way back I buy milk (3 bags = 4L). I get home and toss it in the fridge. An hour later I go to watch full house, so I need a snack, BUT I walk into the kitchen only to see a Flood of milk around the fridge...one of the bags ripped open somehow and just bled out of the fridge and onto the floor. SO i get a mop and clean up the floor, while moving the fridge and the microwave cart. THen I open the fridge...milk drippin down from the shelf to below veggie crispers and all that. So I get my mop, a sponge and Pine Sol, clean it up so it doesn't smell, See Ammi I was paying attention.
WELL all that took half an hour of hard labour, and WORST of all, I totally missed Full House!!! It was my day off ...sort of, you don't do that to me MILK.
(to Milk) I love you, but I can't even look at you right now. I don't know what I'm gonna have for breakfast, cheerios ain't the same without ya.

Lesson Learned, you DON'T Buy milk from Giant Tiger!!!

*deep breath (next thing)

I played Squash on Sunday for the first time. I did ok and had a lot of fun. EXCEPT that I got hit in the back of the head by the ball, but I was coo and just shook it off like a true champ. AND that I missed the ball in trying to hit the ball backwards and caught my shin, That HURT. but I continued on and finished the game (another one) losing 0-9. And now I have a sore shoulder, and left shin. I'll be ok, just don't tell my mom. serious.

Adventures of tha Bus Ryder:
I was waiting for a ride from Square One after I bussed it there from UTM. SO I waited inside, across from Zellers, by the payphones. SO this one guy, race isn't relevant but some ppl imply that they make rotis on this race of ppl (i jus heard it). ANyways, he sells his bus transfer to another guy for $2, then 5 mins later he comes upto me and says "Assalaam Alaikum, Walaikum Assalaam"...thats right he said both, so I reply "Walaikum Assalaam"... what else could've I said?? Then he asks if he can borrow a bus ticket, despite the fact that I saw him Sell a transfer to someone else for $2, but at this point he knew I was Muslim, so I was like sure brother here ya go. DAWAH!! boo-yah!

Chillin' at the Rana's:
It was Anisa's (Bhabbi's younger sis) birday and I happened to be there. just Family and Cake. I like cake. Anyways, I tagged along with Sahar's eldest younger bro (hes my age) to Wal-Mart, to help him buy a present. Then I was thinking, if I should get her something, cuz she's too young for the Anwar Al-Awlakki (spelling..) approach that I explained and depressed the youngest bro with (time for reflection, What have you done? death around the corner?...not scaring u am I?), and it helped that I talked in a depressing monotone voice. So I got her a 'life lesson' in the form of a box of chocolates, and said "You see, Anisa, Life is like a box of chocolates. You know what I'm sayin'?". She shook her head, but I think she got the point.

ALRIGHT, This post is LONG and i should finish my assignment, and I can't think of much more to write right now, except how Weston's valuation of Goodwill doesn't reflect economic reality. So, it was fun. You all take care, and be safe (wear long sleeves and use mosquito repellant) . All the best. Will be back to post comments somtime.
And if you comment, how about a name or even a nickname that help in discovering your true identity (Batman). And who are you that said I'll meet you soon??? WHO!!!??? Is it you Uncle Jesse? I hope so.

Wanna meet the man himself?? MuslimFest 2006!!
Looking forward to it..."anonymous"... whoever you are!!!