Tuesday, Sept. 10, 2002 - 12:54 p.m.

Yesterday was the worst day of my life. Ok, maybe I’ve had more than one worst day in my life so far (probably a million), but it was pretty bad. I just can’t believe it! I feel so betrayed…kinda like the biggest fool on planet earth.

This diary is getting way too personal, I’m gonna start using my private diary for personal stuff. Its kinda embarrassing to have so many people read erm..PERSONAL stuffz.

I love all of my friendz to pieces. I dunno what I’d do without ‘em. Thank you all for listening to me rant on and on about sh*t.

I mean it. Seriously. I really do appreciate it. :)

I took my bro to the masjid yesterday for his quraan lesson, and while he was in the mens section, me and my mom were prayin in the womenz sec. so a few seconds later, this aunty walks in. she looks kinda..umm..ok..well..she looks…OLD! But she had a like toddler daughter with her. So anyways, she sits down, and my mom starts talking to her. And the lady starts talking about how shes here to drop her 10 year old son to the boarding hafiz skool. And then she asks me how old I am, I’m like, 15. then she asks me a whole buncha questions. Finally, she asks me what grade I am. I’m like, 11th. And she goes, “do u drive?”

And so I’m like “umm..no, not yet, I’m still studying for the test so I can get a permit soon insha’allah” and so she goes, “omg, ur 15!!!! U should go and get a permit now!!!!! My sons the same age as yours and he’s gotta permit and he’s only in 10th grade, and ur so late” and she goes onnnn, and onnnnn, and onnnnnnnnnnnnn. Omggggg, I got so pissed. And then she started forcing my mom like anything, like, jaldi karo (hurry up) so my mom goes, “SHE’S STUDYING FOR IT!” well ok, I must admit my mom wasn’t all that loud, but she kinda ignored the lady after saying that. I’m like thinking to myself, WHAT PART OF “SHE’S STUDYING FOR IT” DON’T YOU UNDERSTAND, DEAR AUNTY JAAN”.

Lol! It was hilarious, but it did piss me off. So then I ignore her, and so does my mom, but she’s STILL sitting there, tryina persuade us and shit. Rofl.

So then we’re about to leave, and she goes, “gosh, If it weren’t for my son, I couldn’t have come so far to drop my youngest, see I live really far..” blah blah blah. And I’m like..uhh..okay..

So then she goes, “you know, if you don’t get it now, ur never gonna be able to get it cuz ur gonna keep putting it off, and theres gonna be a lotta changes in the rules, so who knows, you probably won’t be able to get a drivers permit till your 18. imagine that! That’s what happened to my sons friend, SHE kept putting it off and she still doesn’t drive” LOL! And this auntys like in hijab and stuff, and in fronta my mom shes sayin, my son’s friend, SHE yada yada yada

I mean, I have no prob with her son havin a girl for a friend, I don’t give a crap, lol, but it was funny how she said it out loud. I wonder if she says that in fronta other desi aunties. I wonder if she says that in other masjids. Lol.

And so later, we’re out, sitting in the car, waiting for my bro to show up, and shes standing near her car, and her son comes out, omg, he looked like, gosh, weirdo. Ok I don’t mean to backbite but he was tall, dark, and all this stuff. He didn’t even look 15. more like, 25 or something. Freaky as shit. Ugh, I don’t like that kinda pplz. But newayz..

Yea so she starts pointing towards us, and talking, whispering to her son, and I’m like, STOP BACKBITING ABOUT US, DAMMIT!

Jerk!

But then we drive away and I go to my mom, “WHO SPIT IN HER BEAN CURD???”

But gosh, mom and son were starin at us, daaamn, like we’re aliens from planet X or something.

I didn’t like that at all. Weird folks. Always piss me off. Sheesh.

Tha t was a long ass rant of mine, but I jus had to get that outta my system.

On a happier note, I got ur pics farzana!!!!!!!! =) u all soo pwetty masha’Allah :D.

…ANDDDDD I got ur BELATED BIRTHDAY CARD, faiza. Ahem! Its September hunny. Lol, no jus playin’

nah I appreciate it ya know =) I mean, u better have good intentions rofl.

Wut else is there to say? Oh um yeah, my bro smothered perfume all over MY kittys eyes. Poor thing! And he was laffin abt it too! I got so mad, she smelt of tommy Hilfiger all over. So I gave her a bath and stuff.

Ah yes, and I talked to my dad. .finally! All that and more personal stuff in the hidden diary ;)

Ps: we love u too, peer pressure aunty. *rolls eyes*