Confession of witness

Today was so weird. Earlier, my mom's van got bumped from behind, and I was complaining about my back hurting. Since I had just come from the doctor's office, I didn't want to go back. I mean, it hurt, but it wasn't that bad. Then, later on, we got lost in Clayton NJ. I was driving, and I saw a horrible accident as it happened. See, this car was driving opposite of me. It was speeding, and when he passed the car in front of him, he kinda lost control. He went over this ditch thing and the car started spinning. It went up in the air and everything. Then, he took out a pole, the pole just broke like a toothpick, it was eerie. The car rolled some more, then came to a rest on his side. I was SO scared, I wanted to drive away, but my mom made me stop. She told me to call 911, which I did, and she went over to see what was up. I was SO scared man, I was literally shaking. I mean, I am a new driver, and I saw something like THAT? my mom said he was young. Ya Allah, I was thinking, if I had been speeding, like I usually do, I could have been hit. Allah is so merciful. The driver was out according to my mom, I was afraid to go over there, what if he was bleeding or something? Well, I later found out, he is still at Cooper Trauma.
When we get home, there is a note on the ground. I pick it up, thinking, oooh, notes! Well, it was my mom's address and stuff, and the Clayton Police number. They knew we knew. I tried to leave when they came, but I was caught. I called them back and talked to the officer. I have to write up a statement and send it to them, my mom too. The problem is my mom didn't really see it all, and I did. I was shaking for awhile after it happened. I am really just calming down, but I had to relive it in a way by telling the cop. I hope the driver is ok, if it's a fatality, I might have to like, give a statement in person or something. InshaAllah, he will be fine.

Pissed off confession

Salutations all. Why is it that people seem to think just because you are Muslim, you're supposed to give them stuff? I mean, not to be racist or anything, but certain people from 3rd world countries will come online and ask you for money and marriage, and it's like, I don't know you! This one guy is like, I wanna get married. I sent you my pic and told you a few things. Do you accept my proposal? I mean, Number 1, he is SO not my type. Number 2, If he REALLY needed the money, he's WORK instead of beggin online. Plus, if he is at a computer, he would have had to pay for it. It is in my opinion that he could spend time working then using the computer. It is SO annoying. They try and justify the reason, but I'm sorry, just because I am American does NOT mean I have loads of money. I haven't married Bill Gates (yet). If he REALLY wanted to get to America, he would spend every waking moment trying to work for it. He even had the audacity to ask for my home address, so he could stay with me. What the hell is this freak's problem? Maybe he reallyIS poor, but don't ask a girl to marry you just cause she is American. Especially if you're not even in this country. He's talking about how is we are all Muslim we should have pity for him. Hell, I am IN america and I need money to pay for school. He said I should ask online, what an idiot. ( I actually have a few choice words, but I am gonna keep this blog rated pg). He is SO giving me a headache. Apparently he can't get a job. WHATEVER. maybe if he got offline, he could find a job or ssave him money. People these days.
Anyway though. My sister is now officially a teenager. Yea! she can now get herself an email. Unfortunately, she is still a little kid at heart. I love my sisters. the older one will be 15. Where do the years go? I remember when the younger was born. I was at the hospital in the waiting room with the older one. My dad came in early in the morning and said we had a new sister. We saw her in her ickiness. She was kinda cute, I guess. She had weird eyes. she got over THAt, thankfully, but from birth I knew she's be mean. She glared at me, no lie. As she grew up, I would call her my baby. the older one was my baby before. I love my sisters. we argue a lot, but they're awesome. Great, i am getting emotional. Being a girl can have it's bad points. I have to go give my sisters a group hug. until I comfess some more...

yesterday's confession

Okay, so yesterday, I went to work in the morning, like a good girl, ya know? well, I thought I was alone in the office, but there is some kinda animal in the ceiling. EWW, it was running around, scaring customers, I see why nobody did their taxes while I was there. The nasty thing kept pooping on the lights too. I wasn't supposed to go in today, but my manager called and asked me if I could cover for someone, I agreed, I mean, I AM getting paid for it. Oh, that stalker guy wasthere, but he didnt come in, THANK GOD! I was driving away and I saw him pushing carts in the street. Call me evil, I seriously thought of running him over. I'm sorry but he is getting to be a pain. Today, I had to go in, but then the supervisor said I should leave, It was a mess. Now I am tired. My paycheck was low, I am PISSED too, I mean, it was $151.55, they forgot about my training!!! Stupid people. The only reason I was gonna go to that thing was because I was getting PAID, stupid!!
So anyway, I have been thinking about marriage. Only because my Friend has been telling me about stuff. If I were married, I can shut her up, tell her stuff about my hubby. Silly things HE does. *sigh* The chances of me finding Mr. Right are extreme. I never go anywhere that eligible Bachlors would be, The masjid is SO not cool, ya know? None of the guys I like go there. This one guy, he is very attractive, MashaAllah. I found out he is married. Crushed my whole world, I tell ya! Okay, maybe not, but I was shocked. I wonder though, this one brother, he is studying for his doctorate at Princeton. i spoke to him on the phone, and all that. He was awesome, and SO my type. But, my dad said he is engaged. I wanted to know if it was to this girl I know, but we werent really friends in Syria so me writing her, wait, I DID write her and the cow never wrote me back. I bet she IS married to my dream guy. Oh crud, now I am crying. IT'S NOT FAIR!!!
Okay, I have gotten over the spilt milk. I apoligize too. She is now a cow (though she DID try to tell this girl I know she couldn't like the same guy as her...) Maybe I am meant to wait. Perhaps the ONE is really out there, waiting for me, and I should be patient. It's just so hard. I am nearly 23, and I am starting a major university. (InshaAllah). I need the money, but I can't get it because my parents make too much apparently. If I was married, I could get money because I wouldn't be a dependent. It's sad that I would consider getting married for that reason, but it is the truth. Of course, I want companionship, and I won't marry just ANYBODY. (Sorry Habib) It's like, only the right guy will do. I am weird like that. Oh well. Until I confess again...

Im SO mean Confession

Well, it is snowing again. I had to go to work, that place is KILLING me, I hate it there so much.
Oh, there is this retarded guy who likes me. Since I consider myself an advocate for the misfortunate, I never really got mad at him, but EWW, he is telling the world I am his girlfriend, grossness. Today, he came in the office while I was alone, I hid yesterday, but today, I got caught off guard. It was like DAmn. So he comes in , and sits down. I said kinda pissed off " I'm busy" he was like, "you know I love you right?" I was like, "whatever, I've got work to do." So he was like, "why didnt you call me?" I told him I lost his number, which was true, I tore it up in a gazillion pieces and flushed it down the toilet. Oh, right, So he's like," gotta pen? I'll give it to you now." Really, I didn't wanna be bothered, so I said I didn't. He's like, "you work in a office and dont gotta pen, why you lyin.' Hell, because I don't wanna be bothered with YOU, freak. SO I get a pen and tell him to give me the number (so I can repeat my previous ritual.) He gives me his phone and tells me to find it, then he comes and stands next to me. GROSSNESS!! I told him I couldn't find it, which was the truth, he was like, "oh, I'll give it to you tomorrow." eww, so I said I wasnt workin tomorrow, and he was like, 'you don't love me?' I was like, 'uh, NO." So he was like, "okay, I'll be back." Thankfully, a customer came in and the guy didn't come back.
He is SO icky man, I mean, he is like, 30 or something, I can't half understand him, and he thinks I like him. The guy is SO not my type. What is a girl to do? I asked my friends, and they said get his number so we can play on his phone, but Hello, we are 22, not 12. (like say we haven't played on the phone in the last month ya know). Also, they said to tell him to bleep of, but I'm not that mean. Oh, once, I told him I DID call him and he was like, "oh, I remember, I was like hello hello." That idiot, I NEVER called him, it was wrong to lie, but I was nervous. Now I am gonna slap him if he tells me he loves me again, gonna tell the whole plaza I'm his girl, GROSS.