Flowers
I’m not a skilful writer. I probably won’t impart
profound/moral messages to you from the blog posts i write, like some of the
bloggers I follow.
But I can tell you about my day.
I finished exams on Monday but have been equally as busy
since. Most recently I attended a large gathering of friends aka garden party
(!) It was really cool. It’s just so nice to see people without the worry of
exams or deadlines. I realise I really
like people at this time! People seem they’re best when there are few stresses
around.
As the youngest at the event (18) it didn’t stop any of the
other sisters from organising fun games to play, like tag. Now, of course, I
joined in...
I used to run a lot, back in the day, and I like to think I’m
pretty fast. We’ll I’m fast when I have to run for a competition or away from
danger. Regardless, thank God I’ve completed my first year in uni, but I haven’t
really done any exercise since I started :S
(does cycling count?)
So even though I was successful in evading the skilled
sisters who were quick considering their flowy, long garments, I really
suffered in the sense that I always ran out of breath super quickly and am now
sitting with strange muscle aches o.O
Anywhooo, after this memorable gathering we and some other
sisters went to a real party (!) to celebrate the engagement of a friend. This was
an all-girls party so there was a lot of dancing. One thing about me, I DO NOT
shy away from dancing (thought I was going to say something else, right?)
A lot of vulgarity ensued (lol joke), and several muscles
were pulled.
After a very nice day/night/early morning I returned back to
my temporary home (i.e. student housing) and began prepping for my slumber (why
am I writing like a weirdo you ask?)
Before I went to sleep I checked my email because I’m under
the permanent impression that I’m very important and must check my emails at
least 5 times a day. A friend of mine who did not attend the post-garden party
shenanigans was on gmail chat (it’s cooler than msn) so I decided to talk to
her for a bit, before bed time.
To summarise the conversation I asked her why she hadn’t come
to the crazy dance thing and she said that lately she had been thinking of how
she chooses to spend her time. My conversation with her got me thinking too.
I like to think I’m religious, but that very much depends on
my definition of religiosity which may not agree with yours. Regardless my
faith very much stresses on the importance of being aware that one day we will
die and this life is fleeting so do good.
To put things simply, if I were to die, I don’t know if I
would have wanted to be in the place I were last night (really, nothing bad
took place, it was mostly halal, but not completely I suppose)
She told me of how an other lady who also got engaged had a
similar gathering organised to celebrate her engagement by her friends,
although it only involved prayer and dhikr (remembrance of God).
I guess I’d like something like that.
Anyway I went to sleep and I woke up super stiff this
morning. I began to browse the net then headed out in search for food. There was
none so I took a walk instead, did some 5 minute yoga in the fields then took a
mini nap. The sun was out briefly which was nice considering the weather we’ve
been having. On my way back to my room I noticed the flowers outside my block.
I don’t know what it is about flowers, and I don’t know
anything about botany. But I love them so much!