Extension cords

Have given self an extended holiday, during which time I studied more than my actual holiday.

Currently in a strange hole, where I feel completely isolated from the rest of humanity... strange names everywhere... strange empty roads everywhere... strange busses.

Have told a total of ZERO friends of extended holiday... no special reason, just didn't...

Have realised that Flynn finds baby drool highly disgusting. Shall let you know how the ANUMA & UCMSA Ramadan Event go... was told not to expect much
:S

Ramadan's almost half finished... can't believe it- almost in shock. Hence, must discontinue the bludging & continue with more reading (everyone should read "Even Angels Ask", Jeffery Lang, which I'm reading for the 2nd/3rd time).

I've stopped digging my hole & burying myself in there for a while only because philosophising runs in the family... apparently.

My du'as are with you all (may Allah forgive us).

Thak God You're Here, Rove McManis & Andy (as in, the Hamish & Andy, Andy)

You know the places on earth that seem like empty little (or big) places... like holes in the middle of the planet? Yes- those places... where there's all of one person per street (the rest are either lunatics or insects- yep, the six to a million-legged creepy crawlies).

Now before I start raving on and on about nowheresevilles, let me get to the issue at hand.
Normally, these are places where nothing happens within and nobody can really connect to what's happening without. Or so it would seem...

When I scratched the superficial (and seemingly serene) surface of these hole-towns, I discovered that it's actually very disturbing... shootouts & bus stops; shopping & cafes... yep- that's the daily news from the sleepy little towns (Nowheresvilles/ Hole-town).



Onto more important issues: I missed Thank God You're Here!! AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!


PS- 2/3 (Muslim) comedians are over (from US??) performing in Sydney (24th Nov, I think). I REALLY want to go & USyd Sisters are trying to organise to book seats together... anyone else interested?? (visit ticketmaster.com.au- or whatever the website is).

Modifying Memories

I've forgotten the English language (incidentally, the only language I know)!!

This Be the Life of a Student??

Can this REALLY be the life of a student????

Feeling as though someone has been holding my head underwater & not letting me resurface for a LOOOOONG, much-needed breath of fresh air!!
Have had my Stats Mid-Sem exam (hoping I passed, but I NEED to do much, much, much better); somehow survived my Algebra & Claculus assignments & Tests (credits & distinctions for all so far...YES!! A thousand times Alhamdulillah!! There's just 2 more to go-followed by the final exam :S ); handed in my Lab Report for the shaping of behaviour & effects of schedules of reinforcements on rats ('twas a sad goodbye I had to say to my poor little albino Wistar who was first named B3- the 3rd Banana- then Cicero & finally Gilligan).

I'm so behind on lectures having skipped too many in the last 2 wks.
It's not over yet, though. I've given myself what's called a post-reinforcement pause (a break) just so I don't go completely off-my-rockers!!
Tomorrow, must start my neuroscience assgnmt (should I do hearning loss & it's neural basis, or evidence for the two vision pathways...or maybe the dis/advantages of fMRI??)
Did I meantion my Stats group assgnmt??
I know- how can you POSSIBLY have a 15 minute group presentation for Statistics?? Thank god it's not just 15 mins of reading out numbers & the significance of them... not quite sure WHAT the task it, actually!! :S

Following all that, my exams are coming up in... ohhh 3 weeks... and I know nothing about anything that's even remotely connected to a human brain, or maths... or anything else that i've apparenly studied for the past 3 moths.
:S

BUT- after that, my firends, I'm off to Canberra!!! WHOOOPIE!!!!!

Here's a photo of my favourite Suishy (just to keep me entertained & stress-free) :D Shall eventually realte ALL the absolutely adorable stories of my little Squishy cousin.

Having taken down half the contents off the dressing table & scattered it all over my floor, he gave me his smug little grin. Little did I know that his aim was actually my mobile.

Pint-sized computer engineer...ever met one of those?? You have now! He looks as though he's been at this for yonks, the little bub.

MMMMMMWWWAAAAHHH!! Masha-Allah (times a trillion & 1)!!

He's the most adorably squishy little Squishy, especially when he say : "Wherestheball?" & replies to his own burning question: "Therestheball!"And he says "BallooooM" instead of balloon, which is also extremely adorable.

Such extreme cuteness should be made illegal.

*Sigh*...ok- I'm happy enough now to begin that dreaded essay... and find out exactly what my Group prject is about.

Apostasy: to abandon/leave one's religious/political/other belief.

Heartbreaking news:

I haven't been this upset in a LONG time, but...

A revert brother (well, he WAS), has left Islam... and for what?
Well, am not too clear on his reasoning, but it's something to do with his disgust & disillusionment with the Muslim community... at least, those he's come accross. We're supposed to be "the best of natons", which we're clearly not. I'm told that because of our failure to be the best of nations, he's left Islam... I'm talking total apostasy here, folks.

I can only make Du'a that Allah shows him the truth. Not that my friends have given up on him... it's just that things have become complicated for them.

I'm just so sad because I've always seen him as having so much potential...
Helplessness is never a good feeling... instead, I think I'm going to make du'a.

I really need some good news...