Assalamualaikum.




Dream ♥ Believe in the power of intention ♥ Seek truth my thoughts ♥ Nourish my mind, body & soul with compassion ♥ Treat others as they want to be treated ♥ Practice yoga on & off the mat ♥ Eat mindfully ♥ Indulge gracefully ♥ Sparkle ♥ Delightin simple pleasures ♥ Spread glitter everywhere I go ♥ Blog with a smile & tweet with cheer ♥ Save, save, save ♥ Journal while the memories are fresh ♥ Photograph ordinary moments ♥ Share romance & kindness with the one I love ♥ Mail packages to friends ♥ Love ♥ breathe ♥ Trust in the universe ♥ Shine with the unique brilliance only my possess ♥ Be open to new opportunities ♥ Surround myself with people who inspire me to grow ♥ Act like a lady ♥ Live
+ Sing in the shower.
He would scream "I Love You" down the halls not caring who heard him. You would go on a walk with me in 60 degree weather, hot cocoa in one hand & my hand in your other. He'd sing outloud to any song even if I call in him retarted. He let's me sing outloud and won't call me weird. He'll sit outside with me on my front step because there's nothing to do and won't say he's bored once. He'll let me look like crap wearing a big t-shirt and shorts and still calls me beautiful. He'd write me thousands of notes everyday at school. He would come to my house at nine in the morning to wake me up on the swings. He won't be shy around my family but acts like he's part of it. He'll argue with my friends that he loves me more. He'll keep every single promise he makes. He'd run up and hug me whenever you sees me. He won't be scared to dance in front of me or act retarted. He'll spend my birthday with me and my family. He would rent all the chick flicks he knows of and watch them with me when I'm inside sick. He picks his friends over me sometimes. He'll remember our anniversaries before I do. He'll call me at night right before I go to bed just so he knows he's the last voice I hear. He'd push my hair away when it's in my face. He'll carry my books at school even if he already has 2 to carry on his own. He wears my favorite shirt of his every monday. A boy who won't ask me whats wrong when I look sad, he'll just kiss me on the forehead. He'll give me his sweatshirt even if he's freezing and won't make me feel guily about it. He would never get jealous because he already knows I love him more than anything and when he says FOREVER, he means it no matter what (:
I'm not looking for a fairytale relationship. I just wish he was mine. I want to go to the movies to watch comedies with him, I want to go out for ice-cream with him, I want to go an amusement park and go in the front row of a roller coaster with him, I want to be able to talk to him for hours on end like best friends, I want to hug him often, have snowball fights with him in the winter, buy him nice gifts for his birthday and eid, and go to parties with him. That would be perfect.
I wanted so badly to lie down next to him on the couch, to wrap my arms around him and sleep. Not fuck like in the movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and he had a girlfriend and I was gawky and he was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and he was endlessly fascinating. So, I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was dizzle and he was hurricane.
I may not be his first, his last or his only. He loved before he may love again. But if he loves me now, what else matters? He's not perfect, I aren't either and the two of us may never be perfect together but if he can make me laugh cause I to think twice and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most I can He may not be thinking about me every second of the day but he will give me a part of his that he knows I can break his heart. So, don't hurt him, don't change him, don't analyze and don't expect more than he can give. Smile when he make me happy, let him know when he makes me mad and miss him when he's not there.
Imagine there is a bank account that credits you account each morning with $86,400. It carries over no balance from day to day. Every evening the bank deletes whatever part of the balance you failed to use during the day. What would you do? Draw out every cent, of course? Each of us has such a bank. Its name is time. Every morning, it credits you with 86,400 seconds. Every night it writes off at lost, whatever of this you have failed to invest to a good purpose. It carries oer no balance. It allows no over draft. Each day it open a new account for you. Each night it burns the remains of the day. If you fail to use the day's deposits, the loss is yours. There is no drawing against "tomorrow". Invest it is so as to get from it the utmost in health, hppiness and success. The clock is running. Make the most of today.



This is my life. Do what I love, and do it often. If I don't like something, change it. If I don't like my job, quit. If I don't have enough time, stop watching tv. If Imma looking for the love of my life, stop; they will be waiting for me when I start doing things I love. Stop over analyzing, life is simple. All emotions are beautiful. When I eat, appreciate every last bite. Open my mind, arms and heart to new things and people, we are united in our differences. Ask the next person I see what their passion is, and share my inspiring dream with them. Travel often; gettinh lost will help I find myself. some opportunities only come once, sieze them. Life is about the people I meet and the things I create with them so go out and start creating. Life is short. Live your dream and wear your passion
Yeahhh ! Pre-trial PmR run out. Now, I can rest contented, happy in the house. But the rest I just lasting for half a day in the week. I will lead to the actual PmR trial. Really scared you know. I need to spend time with my books for 12 hours a day. Including learning time in school. It would be such a pain sometimes. Headache when I think about all this.