LOL , its been so long when i say long i mean like nearly 3 months. But not to worri i will make it up this post worthwhile.
So you must be thinking " where the heck have you been ?" well my friends , i been places and loads of them.
Okay , so you can tell that i last wrote a post in like early august. Yep, well during that time period my mum was passing through my room as she usual does and came to a conclusion. Okay it went like this. It was a Sunday morning and everyone in their right mind know that Sunday is just another word for lazy.
Thats what i was pretty much doing, just chilaxing in the bed and sleeping. My mum comes and when it comes to waking people up - she does to an extent . This is like throwing the cover off me and telling me to get off my butt - but fair enough coz she is sick of the state of me. So i reluctantly say yes and fall back asleep . After like 2 hrs later, i am eating breakfast and mum says something that nearly makes me choke my food.
Mum: " i am sick and tried of you not doing anything - you have no job, no money and you just sit there in your computer"
Me :" ......."
Mum: " you are going holiday with me for a month "
Me: " cool ... where abouts?"
Mum: " back home "
Me: " cough .... what .. why ... what did i do? "
Mum : " its not a freaking punishment .. you are off to see your family "
So next thing you know i am at the back the plane flying towards dubai . I mean i love my country as in back home but i can't take the hassle of travelling, stress and the luggages. It all too much for me especially for a girl whom can only be bothered to just copy and paste words from google instead of spelling it.
When We were at the heathrow airport, we were at the gate and waiting for it to open. Whilst this was happening , my sis came to me and ask me to come with her to the toilet . Of course i refused - very word was " stuff you - go yourself " But my mum's glare told me otherwise and off i was . When we got there , we saw some bunch of arab women - i think from kuwait . Well my sis thought of greeting them as their muslims and she says " Assalamu alaykum "
I swear the look in their eyes seemed like we were some sort of alien that just learnt to communicate in english . Pure shock in their faces - i had to laugh partly coz of their reaction and my sis 's slight embrassment. I wondered why it seem like a shocking thing that we said salams but i guess it was coz it may not be a custom there. But I guess when you are not in a muslim country , you feel automatically a close link to a muslim when you see them and want to talk to them or even hug them - coz of that sisterhood.
But i guess it must be a different matter there.
( said " i guess too many time " Lol)
It was booked at the 8th august and i am off to the other side of the world. Well there was a bright side to it . - there were free movies but nearly 10 hrs of uncomfortable sleep - I really hate airlines.
Mum was already asleep , my sister whom also came along and my lil bro was watching some movies. But i was trying so hard to not sick out everything coz of the smell of the food. This would involve me actually breathing in and out inside the sick bag. There were odd people looking at me but frankly i did not give a stuffing coz i was suffering as it is .
The dubai trip was from the transit which was in muscat and that was a different matter itself . Oh the hospitality of people - the joy !
I am going to continue my story from the next post but its a late night and i got an arabic test that i still didn't revise for !
But i hope this story at least made up for those whom were waitng a post !
Once again, i will say i am sorry and have more updates