so i wake up in the morning, take the first born out on her usual 'baaaaar' (its not pub but bahir urdu wala) and see the car is smeared in trash. malicious stuff somebody had taken the pain to rub garbage on the door handles and view mirror. suddenly the bright bold day isn't so bright anymore. now i am wondering who in this neighbour hood has a problem with me to an extent that they would take it out on immobile car?not to mention costs 30 bucks to get the car sorted out.people can be so effed...

before eid is nerve wrecking. so much stuff to do! and still far from finishing the Quran, timing can be such a pain sometimes.
cute potato is still edible though. and need to get those fotos back and the meet, how am i supposed to manage the reunion at time as crucial as this?just bugger it

can one think if one has a cute button sitting on the lap chewing on popsicle stick?

so apparently i have to title every post? hmm and i have sort of gotten over the fact that i have blog. ah life!
cheers ladies who bothered with my intricate brain workings

so i have a blog eh? why didn't i know that till now?