After praying my Maghrib today, it was as if I've never really prayed before. I have looked at the meanings before. I have studied my prayer. But it has been too long since I put such consideration into practice. When the child made a comment about her prayer, I thought to myself "Yeah right, kid!" I thought that maybe she was just young and easily impressionable. I was sitting in a class all weekend because I wanted it to happen to me, yet I found myself skeptical of someone else's enlightenment and unwilling almost to make it happen for myself. I know my prayer at maghrib was still not perfect. I realize that I still need to muster up the humility I should display in front of my Creator. I also know that I have never really prayed, never truly connected in prayer like I did today. Alhamdulillah.

Nancy Sinatra Bang Bang

I was blind and he was sure
We talked about feeding the poor
He stood tall and I felt proud
He would sometimes help me out
Bang bang
I just fell down
Bang bang
I don’t know how
Bang bang
He stole my heart
Bang bang
All my love gone out

I dreamed of a fictional Judy Garland movie and being late on the first day of school. I must really be worried about school. And I apparently have a secret affinity for Judy Garland. Who knew?

Update

I can't say it was a false alarm, but I can say it wasn't for real. Sorry ladies, I wasn't the one.

I cannot bring myself to marry Laurie. I have to wait for my German professor. :)

I am starting to think that it really is me. I am afraid I see a long life of singlehood ahead of me.

"If I were a drinker, today would be a hard liquor day."