Happy Belated Birthday!!

Good evening all,

Well its January, yes I know, we've fallen behind on celebrating Fruit Juices first birthday. So cheers, to a mediocre year...full of several types and flavors of fruit juices.

I suppose a year in review would be a good start:

1. BOYS STILL SUCK
2. Brothers still suck
3. New York:
1. Trying franticly to find any metro stop or any person that wouldn't kill us all while carrying 40 liters of Detol
2. The discovery of shea butter
3. Sleepless nights on the love couch (hi fouzia)
4. Reclining backseats (hi, you know who you are)
4. I graduated (alhamdulillah)
5. Fouzia was promoted (alhamdulillah)
6. I moved to DC
7. ISNA 2005
1. Godiva chocolate
2. Chicago Planetarium until 4am (faint, faint, faint)
3. The $7000000 phone bill
4. RAMS - scary furry animals
8. Lunch with non-mehrams (may they never end)
1. Hi Fouzias IT man
2. Hi Mike
9. Goats, lots of goats. (all of which have been consumed by fouzias father)
10. Obesity
1. Chicken Guy
2. Mariachis (hi mole sauce)
3. Roccos
4. Kabob King
11. Leo - Hi, hello! How goes it?
12. The Saturday Morning Talkshow: GOOD MORNING BUDDYLIST!
13. Jane - you brightened our eyes *tear*
14. Learning how to apply mackup from masteronanifiqh (thanks man!)
15. The Marriage Front: ........
16. year of the selafi's: freaken freaks!
    

Well thats it for now, I'm sure there are several other 'important' things that have happened this year...maybe fooz can add some more.

May Fruit Juices next year be filled with fresh juice, new flavors, and a more interesting things to report!

diiiaaamooonddsss areee foooreeevverrrrrr

- Fooz.


Hi kids. Yeah it's been a while. It was my turn. I suck. I know; I'm sure many of you have lost sleep over the lack of updates... Anyway, so here goes my rant.

I don't like diamonds. Sure I think they are pretty and all, but I just hate everything they stand for. Is that so bad? Am I that weird? Some day iA (I hope that's not an Arab iA) when I get engaged.. and I'm like yeah.. I'll pass on the stone.. will aunties disdainfully gasp?

Ok so look. It's not even a precious stone. It's just well---controlled. You know, the whole supply and demand drama?

Next, Sierra Leon fool! -what? Sierra Leon, which is apparently is loaded with diamonds, has been torn up with war, human rights violations, and straight up hell all over this 'puurty lil stone'. Enter organized crime and lives full of despair so Betty Homemaker can flash her 5 carat ring which Mr. Big Shot Lawyer just presented her with to compensate for sleeping with his secretary. OK Astaghfirullah... may be that doesn't really happen? Hello Kobe Bryant.

Speaking of Betty, what-the-hell happens to women around diamonds!? My GOD! It's just a stone (cough cough blood diamond cough cough). For example... Girl gets engaged...

Girl: *gush gush giggle giggle* I'm engaged!
Girls 45 stupid girl friends: Where's the ring!?

Now from here, there's a few possibilities.



#1: Girl flashes massive rock
Result: Giggling girls faint screaming "OMG HE MUST BE PERFECT"

#2 Girl flashes decent 'average' ring.
Result: Aaww cute... what's he do? (Read: What are your chances of getting an upgrade anytime soon?)

#3 Girl shamefully and slowly pulls out her hand...
Result: Before the other girls can even attempt to mask the amount of pity they have, the girl chimes in to quickly mend the situation with follow up comments such as:

-Oh, a big diamond looked funny on my thin lil' fingers
-Oh, he's still in school, (insert future profession here again indicating the potential to get an upgrade)
-We just bought a house! (or some other large purchase which could speak on behalf of your status)
ITS YOUR RING... OWN IT. Why the hell do you feel the need to compensate!?

#4: The Girl is like me and replies: eh, who cares about a ring?
Result: This would never happen because there's no way in hell I'd be friends with 45 giggling girls anyway.


So anyway, when did something as simple as a ring, which was basically there to symbolize marriage (i.e. statin' you ain't single so people need to back the hell up) become such an marker?! How the hell is a small (regardless how big), useless, depreciating in value, stone where the market foolishly (yet successfully) lets you assume is a rarity... (though everyone one and their mama's got one) is anyway correlated with the quality of your marriage?! (If you followed that sentence, God Bless you!)

So yeah, girls.. seriously.. at least get something functional?! Like a nice new shiny car that can go from 0-60 in no time. Hello Officer. :D Or hell, be a fob.. Go Gold! At least gold doesn't decrease in value?! That's right desi girl, yo mama ain't no fool.

I hope all the girls reading have realized how silly the ring drama is and how evil rooted the diamond market is. So iA when it is your time to wed... you will be more focused on the beauty of the union, the character of your spouse, the potential to increase each others iman, to raise leaders of the ummah... and remember the people of Sierra Leon and sins associated with such materialism... and instead invest your money wisely.

Didn't work did it? Fools.

Look at the stars, look how they shine for you

Good Morning All,

Yay! only a couple of weeks left until ISNA. Our last trip together was to NY, this pic is the only one i have on me right now. :faint:

There shouldnt be an option to add pictures, lord only knows what kind of madness we'll put up. Oh well...we seem to express ourselves better through images anyways.

I dont have much to say right now either, other than life still sucks and im guessing its not going to get better any time soon. Listening to so much coldplay probably doesnt help either.


Quote of the day:
Nonmuslim co-worker: no no, i really shouldnt i need to be modest
Muslim co-worker: why?! you're not muslim?!

Currently Stuck in my head: Lauryn Hill - Ex-factor

It could all be so simple
But you'd rather make it hard
Loving you is like a battle
And we both end up with scars
Tell me, who I have to be
To get some reciprocity
No one loves you more than me
And no one ever will

Is this just a silly game
That forces you to act this way
Forces you to scream my name
Then pretend that you can't stay
Tell me, who I have to be
To get some reciprocity
No one loves you more than me
And no one ever will

No matter how I think we grow
You always seem to let me know
It ain't workin'
It ain't workin'
And when I try to walk away
You'd hurt yourself to make me stay
This is crazy
This is crazy

I keep letting you back in
How can I explain myself
As painful as this thing has been
I just can't be with no one else
See I know what we got to do
You let go and I'll let go too
'Cause no one's hurt me more than you
And no one ever will

Care for me, care for me
I know you care for me

There for me, there for me
Said you'd be there for me

Cry for me, cry for me
You said you'd die for me

Give to me, give to me
Why won't you live for me


tag you're it fooz :)

laterz
kee

Now I ain't sayin she a gold digger....

So kiran said it is my turn to blog. Well I do not have much to say but that work owns me and life confuses me. Also, I can totally track who visits this blog through my AIM profile, let's just say...interesting. (Anyone know who 'n0vay' is?) Lastly, why should I try saying anything, when Cold Play says it..oh..so... well.. *wipes tears* Thank you for introducing me to this song keebler! *insert teeny bopper sigh here*

I<3yourfacecoldplay size="2">"The Hardest Part"

And the hardest part
Was letting go, not taking part
Was the hardest part

And the strangest thing
Was waiting for that bell to ring
It was the strangest start

I could feel it go down
Bittersweet, I could taste in my mouth
Silver lining the cloud
Oh and I
I wish that I could work it out

And the hardest part
Was letting go, not taking part
You really broke my heart

And I tried to sing
But I couldn’t think of anything
And that was the hardest part

I could feel it go down
You left the sweetest taste in my mouth
You're a silver lining the clouds
Oh and I
Oh and I
I wonder what it’s all about
I wonder what it’s all about

Everything I know is wrong
Everything I do, it's just comes undone
And everything is torn apart

Oh and it’s the part
That’s the hardest part
Yeah that’s the hardest part
That’s the hardest part

parenting101

Good day all.

its 9:30 am ... i woke up at 8...still lying in bed... i love being home (even though i got a call at 8 from work asking me to do something).

fooz, i like how we neglected fruit juice for 6 months i hope this doesn't reflect on our parenting abilities. but im glad fruit juice is back, and now all you people with no lives can read out bloggy blog...how I envy your free time!

alhamdulillah im at home for the weekend so i have no real venting, maybe i should just make an ode to fooz so that everyone can know the thoughts that run through my head every morning upon waking up.

~~~

I hafta agree that this year has been the suckiest of the suck, it would be nice if i could just permanently delete the events that have taken place this year, alhamdulillah the only good thing that has happened thus far is that I graduated alhamdulillah....and somehow managed to make the deans list (?) but i honestly think it was some sort of error. As fooz said its one thing to screw up yourself, but having to deal with someone elses ill decision isnt easy. Alhamdulillah for our parents who dont neglect us like blogs!

alhamdulillah for friends like fooz.... correction... if there were more people like fooz i'd have more friends... alhamdulillah for fooz :)

so while im home and in a semi normal mental state i think i need to apologize to those i may have offended... i know i go into crazy, rip your face off and make you eat it mode, when im in VA... so sorry

and sorry this wasnt comical enough...maybe fooz and i will fart the alphabet later.

Ahad, hi, dont be scared. i'm sorry but it wont work between us. i'm over you. I may be 22 but i can still act 17. I DUMPED YOU FIRST!!! HAHAHA

Fia, you're gayer!! muhahaha jk jk jk jk jk jk please dont hate me

by kids!
-keeeeeeeebler

Another Disclaimer...

I take full responsibility for any lewd/foul comments made anywhere on this blog. Yes, I'm the haram-er half.

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salaamz...

so a few ppl have asked me why we don't update this mug... well frankly, we forgot about it. So since i called in 'sick' today and slept in until 10:30... i now am wide awake and thought i'd act like people actually read this crap and put up an update. soo... update hmmm. Well, alhumdullilah, Kiran and I are nearing the 2 year mark to our awesome friendship. During these 2 years, soon we'll have 3 isna's under our belt, a wedding in chicago, a few days in indiana, and a trip to NYC. Of all this, the Chi trip we took for the wedding was by far the 'funnest.' Insha'Allah we are hoping to hit up winter alim this year (www.alimprogram.com) but the host city is still undecided so allahu alim (and we're damn broke). And of course, we're gearing up for our third isna extravaganza (sp?). We'll be in Chi from Thurs-Tues.

Hmm what else. Well, 2005 has royally sucked for the both of. We both have dealt with extremely tough times but alhd, we've been able to rely on each other for support. Really it has just been an insane learning experience mostly about how people are, their demeanor, their actions, their faults, disapointments, expectations, weaknesses, challenges, and the control their actions have over our lives. Its one thing to learn from your own mistakes, but another to be a casualty in someone else's war.

I think we have changed our expectations drastically, as well. What we expect from people, our parents, each other, our future spouses iA, our careers, etc. Most of the time we conclude with "People suck, life sucks, walk it off."

But all bitterness aside, we've really become open minded to the realities of the dunya and the necesity to be grateful for the moment and appreciate each joyous moment, in the moment. Suban Allah, as hard as times can be, they can always be worse and many times it is simply our iman that gets us through those times. May we always continue to be on the guided path, ameen.

Alhumdullilah for caring and God fearing parents, for bunny ears, for airheads, for coldplay, for duct tape, for AOL IM, for free night time and weekend minutes, for ALIM, for persistent selafis, for fruit juices ;), for the ability to find closure (or incessantly crying about the lack of), for 45 of the 50 states we still have hope in (watch it Texas, you're borderline) and for friends like Kiran, who when you seriously think you've gone insane... will be right there going insane with you. :)

peace out.

-f

ilk

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Salaamz all of you loyal readers out there!

I've decided that this post, and this blog is now just another way for fouzia and i to communicate... so besides the 800 phone calls, 3 hr. AIM conversations, emails back and forth, we will now communicate via blog.

Fooz, i miss you :( and i cant wait until we go to New York together :faint: i want to watch you iron.

Im going to get an MRI done, I am going to be cool like you and get my brain scanned! Insha 'Allah there wont be any surprises. The new meds have alhamdulillah been helping the headaches, they're not nearly as severe and dont last forever.... but there seems to be side-effects. Fooz, i have been somewhat extra ... insane ... I was all woman power and saying men suck when i was talking to A and he said i was being a psuedo bitch, which is a degree lower than a liberal muslim. Today i asked S to marry me, at least he said "ah, hell okay" and didnt block me. I think this is all coming from a lack of Ahad. I need more Ahad in my life.

annnddddd i need help :(

( i know not the most entertaining post, but clearly i dont care)