More drama in 30 minutes than any other Soap...

I stood at the bus stop, texting my friend to see if we were still on for a Girly Road trip tomorrow...and i decided to call my mum to pick me up, cause if i had waited for the next number 8 bus, i wouldn't have been home in time to make food for Iftar...
Just as i hung up, a girl in front of me collapsed... a leg bent under her, an arm smacked the ground... A nice gentleman and two elderly ladies helped her up and sat her down on the tiny little bit of plastic... The women sroked her arm and generally tried to make her feel comfortable... I wanted to help, but seeing as she was already being looked after i didn't do much...
Her bus came, and the ladies carried her bags and told her to stand up, she was fine for about 2 seconds, and then she fell again, nearly on me. The gentleman helped her up again, and a lady asked if anyone had a phone.
I offered to call for an ambulance, but i didn't know whether to call hospital or 999... so i asked, and the lady just tutted at me and rolled her eyes and said "YES! 999!"... i was already kinda scared, and she scareded me more!

So i called up, and tried to give our location "on Co-operation St. in front of WHSmith"... i didn't know how else to describe where we were!
and he asked me how she fell, and i was like... "erm... she looked kinda dizzy and fell? really floppily??" and he was like "did she faint?" and i was like... "nooo she hasn't fainted.... she just fell on the floor twice as if she couldn't keep herself up..." and the guy was like.. "i understand, but i need to know why she fainted" and i was like..."i'm sowwie, i reallly don't know.... "
but he was like just reassure her that helps on the way... :)
i got her to sit down on the floor, cause i was scared she might slip off the little bit of plastic that's meant to be a bench... and i gave her my shawl to wear cause she said she was feelin a bit cold...
She was 17 years old, going home from college...
The ambulance peoples came, and the man took her bag, whilst i held her hand and supported her, and walked her to the ambulance...
then i didn't know what i should've done, stayed with her or left...
Seeing as she was a complete stranger and she was in total safe hands i decided i should leave her with them....
and just as i turned around, my mummy was parked behind the ambulance...

so i hopped in, and i started telling them what had happened...
i then heared my mum saying something like "that's odd, i thought your dad had filled in the water the other day"... i didn't really pay much attention...
and told mum to carry on driving, we could always fill it up once we got home...
we then got stuck in traffic, and i looked at her dashboard thingy and hte water light was red! not even flashing.. it was PERMANENTLY red!
and then the bonnet started smoking!
we tried to park the car, but we were in chocablock traffic, and in the inner lane, so it would've been a nightmare for my mum... and then i heard a horrible rattling scarey noise.. and i panicked!
i switched the hazard lights on, and told my mum and sister to GET OUT the car...
we were standing in the middle of one of the BUSIEST roads in my city... and our car was gonna blow up...
i didn't know what to do, so i called dad to get here ASAP!
So many peoples passed us and not one person even asked to help us... a lot of them looked at us with a kinda pityful sympathetic look... but no one did anything...
we waited for about 15 minutes... and then a woman came over and was like "shall i help you push the car towards the pavement?"
The traffic had eased down now, and so we were like "okeys..."
and then two gentlemen helped us aswell...
There was some sort of problem with the steering wheel...it was locked or something and so the two men were steering and me, the woman and mum were pushing....
My sister had seen dad drive past the other way....so i started to feel some kind of relief...
the two gentlemen offered me their phones to call some one to take us home... and they were like, don't thank us...
and they went off...
Dad came and took us to his car, after lockin our little clio....
and d'ya know what?
he had a go at me for not taking an earlier bus home!

So much had happened in such little time, i felt kinda overwhelmed in the car... i was sooo close to tears...
I just hope Chloe gets better, and to the 2 men and the lady who helped us, THANK YOU SOOO MUCH!!!

Garba...

Yaaaayyyy!!!! I finally went!!!
(after a few "but you never let me see my friends" and a bit of acting like a moody cow....)
but yes! i went...
and it was.... fun... i think!

i was toooo scared and nervous to reallly enjoy it...
the main worry was I'm a Muslim at a Hindu Festival...
and as welcoming as Hinduism is meant to be of other faiths... the PEOPLE ... talk!
lolz!
and so, i couldn't reallly relax and enjoy myself...

but omg! i got the garba step!! even the 3-clapped step...
and then dandiya, i got a BIT confuzzled at times... but overall it was good...
(i WILL put up my own definitions of what Navratri, Garba and Dandiya is...)

after coming back with a sore back, a hungry belly, a lengha drenched in sweat, and aching legs... i realised... Navratri is kinda like Ramadhan for Muslims...
as well as the Religious importance of each festival... there's the physical aspect where we kinda... make ourselves fitter... (if that makes sense)

a hindu will abstain form any "wrong food" (meat, alcohol etc) and the garba is a physical thing that makes them fitter...
a muslim controls what they eat when they're not fasting but during fastin hours obviously they don't eat... and the movements of the prayer is what is meant to keep them fit, as it supposedly uses every muscle in the body...

...it's kinda cool how you can find similarities in between religions...
kinda makes you smile :)

...Birthday Wishes...

he's 22 today...
wow! i first spoked to him when he was.. 18...

i don't know if i should call or text or even email him...
Shaaf didn't even remember my 18th...

have we totally finished our contact or whatever?
or is he just busy? or am i just too eager to stop speaking to him?

...not eager in the sense that i hate him or anything and i don't wanna speak to him...
but it's just... there's nothing more to our friendship anymore.... it's finished.. what's the point in tryna drag it on, when there's nothing there??

I know i SHOULD wish him happy birthday... if it was anyone else, friend, stranger, enemy i'd atleast wish them... but it's only with him when i get proud... that i feel that if he hasn't made any effort to contact me, why should i contact him?!
but at the same time, i remember just how much he meant to me, and how much he helped me...and that i owe it to him to still be nice to him and speak to him once in a while...

... sometimes i try and think what would've happened had i not misinterpreted my feelings?
would we still have been close friends?
it's only NOW that i've let Mimi and Mumu in my life totally!... before that it was only Shaaf who knew EVEYRTHING... i had a real friendship with him...

and to this day, i haven't met someone who i shared that same... connection... with...
i mean yea i love my mimi and mumu... and the rest of the M crew... but... Shaaf was... different...

maybe because i never had a brother figure in my life, i put him on a pedestal... i dunno... but i totallly looked up to him...
he motiviated me to do well on my GCSE's... no one else...
i mean, yea, my parents told me to do well, my mates were competing with me... but it didn't make me FEEEEEEL like i wanted to PROPERLY put myself into it...

it was Shaaf who saved me from myself those nights when i was being a mentalist....
not Mumu, not Ell, not Babey... it was Shaaf...
i still think what might have happened had he not spokened to me that night... i woulda just gone straight to sleep and have an overload of drugs messing around in my body....


...He is still really important to me, no matter how much i try and tell myself he isn't...
yea, i've gotten over the fact that we don't speak anymore... i've gotten over the fact that he speaks to Em still and sometimes even Ell and not me...
but it doesn't mean that i don't pray for him, that i don't care for him...

if i could... i would've called him up at 12am and wished him happy bday...
but, thing's aren't that simple...
things have changed, and i've left it too long to go crawling back to him...
i doubt he even remembers anything...

...Happy Birthday Angel... i pray Allah showers his blessings on you and that you get your hearts desires.... love from, Asshole....

Homework in year 2 - MeMe Style!

Meme has to learn about Florence Nightingale as part of his "homework" (he's a big boy now in year 2, so obviously they think he's big enough for homework... i'm not saying he can't do it.. it's just... he's still a babey )
It's really cute watching him learn... he used the bbc site where you can watch a little cartoon slideshow of her life...
He then tried teaching me about her...
(I have a theory that the only way you can learn something is if you teach it, so i made him teach it to me several times, before teaching my mum in our mother tongue...)

so he comes out with...

"She was born in Italy... and then she moved to England
her dad teached her Maths... she wanted to be a nurse, but her dad said
"No it's too dangerous!" ... and she ignored him, and became a
nurse...
and then turkey called her, so she went aaaaallll the way from England,
past France and Italy - that's where she was born, innit?! - and went to
Turkey.
She spoked to the doctors and she started to clean the floors, and the
rats.
and then all the soliders started getting better, cause she fed them
medicines...
and then when they got bettere again, she went back to
england.
She was famous, and the Queen gave an award, but she didn't want to be
famous.
She opened a school...
and then she died!"

maybe it's one of those "you had to be there moments" but i felt like PISSING MYSELF with laughter... just the way he was saying it all...
sooooo cute!!!!

Coupla weeks earlier he had homework to do on someone else who was famous...he comes out with
"Giti!!! we have to go on google and look up Burns!!!"
Now, i thought he was talking about Mr. Burns from Simpsons and was tryna understand WHY he'd need to do research on him!
and he says
"He made EVERYTHING! he made schools and buildings and ships!!!"
and i was soooo confuzzled... so i googled the name Burns, and it came up with Robert burns... and i asked... did he write songs and poems???
and he's nodding enthusiastically
"YEA YEA YEA!! THAT'S HIM!!!"
so i wrote out the simple life story and made it look pretty and printed it out...

...turns out it was Brunel he was meant to research, and not Burns...
the only way i found out was when Meme said something about "he made a bridge, a ship and a train to london!"

Thank God! they hammered it in to my head at my school about Brunel, i couldn't really miss them clues...
but it was soo cute the way Meme thought it was about some guy who sang Auld Lang Syne! and he sooo thought he was right!!!

Sometimes i think, he's doing the stuff that i'm doing NOW!...
bless him!