Thursday, Oct. 03, 2002 - 11:29 a.m.

Just completed ordering Black Seed Acne Gel from Sweet Sunnah. I love their products. They’re so effective Masha’Allah, no extra chemicals and all that stuff. Just simple, different kinds of naturally processed oils, vitamins and minerals, that leave skin looking fresh and clean. And anyways, black seed is supposed to be a cure for every disease except death, and I’m not even making that up. It’s a bukhari hadith. So yeah..if your intention is true, it’ll work insha’allah.

My order should arrive in about 7 days. Insha’Allah.

Btw, you people out there that work out like crazy and feel soar as hell later on, try bathing in Epsom Salt. Search for it at a place like Walgreens, CVS, or hell, anywhere. It’s badass. You just put a cup or two of the salt in hot water, or whatever temperature you desire, sit there for a while, and come out refreshed and relaxed.

It sometimes works for stress too.

I almost lost my moms credit card yesterday. *gulp* and not jus any credit card a platinum one, the one she loves so much. But my dad found it. So it cool now.

My dad just bended a bronze colored hanger some way or the other, and put it on the kitchen counter. He’s now on about how it looks so very cool and all that.

Some people have no taste.

And in case people are wondering, that someone is NOT me.

Ahem, anyways, so I was thinking about how the yearning for junk food fades away as you grow older. Aint that true? I mean, I don’t eat as much chocolate as I used to when I was a kid. Like on a normal day, I’ll jus eat 8 candy bars and thas nothing compared to my childhood. LOL, I hope no one took me for real on that.

Cuz if u did, ur sto0pid. And u don’t know me at all if you’re my so called best friend.

Hmph.

So like, eat as much as u desire when your young, cuz ya never know, u’ll be 30 in a jiffy and so long good ole junk food maniac days.

Ever heard of the saying..eat healthy, stay fit, die ANYWAY? Ya probably heard of it. Its so true. Look at all them Hollywood folks. An order of 2 big macs, 3 large french-fries, a DIET coke, ahem, and apple pie for desert, aint jus talking about the men, this is about the women too. Well anyways, after gobbling all that down, they simple swallow a diet pill or two.

Woohoo. All that fat jus burned into stresss and anxiety. So theres no way in hell people can tell I’m stressed right? After all, I have to LOOK good to be accepted in public.

So long fat waist. Here I come, success, money and model magazines.

No but seriously, a new study, or hell, a quite old study showed that diet pills DO infact cause stress and anxiety. There’s a coupla brands, I don’t remember the name, but, it was said to be dangerous as hell, I think it was banned from the market, cuz it made a lotta girls suffer from paranoia and what not.

Whew, scary. I once thought I’d have to take diet pills every day after I get married and have kids. Cuz I see all these people gaining weight like crazy after kids. Its scary. And besides we don’t jus gota good look for ourselves, for da hubbys too.

But then nah, whatever. Jus stick to walkin 2 miles a day maybe, and that should help right? I dont wanna risk my life jus to look good then die before my kids 10th birthday.

Na uh.

So everybody, gimme a pat on the back fo that, I’m sensible, aren’t i?

Yup yup yup. Masha’allah.

K now, down with the pride n all. I jus thought of people with low self esteem. I’ve seen a lotta them lately. I wonder whats got into them. Most of them are desi’s with low self esteem. Maybe it’s something in the air. Too much carbon? Dioxide, might I add..or maybe its something in the achaar…

Prolly. Last night I was talkina someone and they said they have the self esteem of a brick. I don’t know the meaning of that phrase exactly, I’m friggin dumb yeah, but I figured it meant LOW self esteem, cuz of the way they were talking about themself.

Nice going folks. Shoot yourself. *watch ur self esteem go even lower cuz of that statement I jus made*

I don’t understand. Some of the most interesting people suffer from that disease. I’d like to call low self esteem a disease. Anyway, yeah, them people always think their work aint appreciated in the society or something. Or maybe, one or two negative responses jus turn them off, for good.

Hmm, I wonder what is behind that. I have a feelin its got something to do with being brown tho.

And for those of you who jus said, “LOOK WHO’S TALKING!” out loud to yourself, well lemme tell you what, I jus didn’t give that lecture to everybody, it was for me too.

Anyways, today I’d like yall to make a comment on self esteem. I wanna know about the majority of the people who visit my diary. Do u got low self esteem, moderate self esteem, high, or too friggin high people hate yo guts?

Cheerio!

Ps tara: I’m mad at u. real mad. gRrRRrrRRRrRrrrRRr and im staring daggers at u..er…screen.