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Entry IX

Salam Alaykum,

it has been a while since I’ve done a simple entry. I’ll try to do that more often inshaAllah. Summer holidays have started for me, my exams are over and the stress is giving away to a slight boredom or restlessness. Now that I’m thinking about it,  it has almost been a month since my last exam. Time does fly, though I’m somewhat disappointed now in how I’ve spent it.

I want to be more productive in general, but especially in Ramadan. During my Exam time I started to make lists on post-it notes to remind me of the things that I need to do. I split them up into categories, such as Revision, Reading, Writing etc. In Get Things Done style I added little circles next to each point and fill them when I’ve completed a task, or fill half if I’ve done at least half of what I wanted. It’s been working great during Exam season and since I’ve started to implement it again a week ago.  I don’t always get everything done, but I get more done than before. For anyone who may want to do something similar I’d advise to be ambitious, but don’t burn yourself out.

Until the last few  days, with the morning prayer very early, (around 3:30am ) I’ve given up on sleeping until I’ve prayed. It is perpetuating, my normal sleeping cycle broken. As I tend to write, read, surf until 1am it would be impossible for me to wake up at the right time. Falling asleep at around 4:30am it was not unusual for me to wake up at 2pm, with half the day over by the time I got myself properly awake. Not particularly good for productivity and in effect I stopped the post-its.

The solution would probably be to take a Qaylulah, that is to take an afternoon nap after the afternoon prayer (Asr) and get to bed straight after the night prayer (Isha) but to do that and everything else I want to do I need planning and ridding myself of the lethargy that has gripped me the past days; and so I’ve done another post-it for tomorrow, with Allah swt. help, I hope that I get to do at least half, if not all of the things on there, inshaAllah.

Plan 3rd May

Wa Salam,



Finally Done

Salam Alaykum,
honestly I’ve been looking forward to some holiday time. Yes I know it’s supposed to be used to revise for my exams but for the next few days I’m just going to relax, take up my readings again and most importantly try to get organized. I just need some time.
Another thing I’m done with is a video for the Isoc I’ve been working on the past week. It’s looking pretty alright alhamdulillah.
My body is done too, my head aches, my eyes gone slightly red, I’m tired, evidently.
Wa Salam,

Argh! Choose man!

I’m frustrated at myself. Can you tell? Just had a hand in getting a friend of mine locked out of his house. The fault of my damn indecision. Let me back of a little.

I am short on money at the moment, not to say I’m completely broke. My friend has been asking the last few days for me to come play football. I haven’t been feeling well the last few days, sleeping a lot, so I missed the games. Turns out quite a few of them were cancelled.

Well today I gave in and said yes, but also said that I’m short on money, he said okay just bring some money for the game, we’ll sort the taxi. He moved on to another topic, before I got a chance to say, I’m broke man. He hung up. I turned my room upside down to find enough money. No such luck.

In the end I managed to scratch up £1.70 out of the £4 it costs. As the time of the game comes nearer my stomach starts hurting I’ve got a slight headache. I spend some time in the bathroom. Thinking of telling him that I’m not coming. Only ten minutes left till I’m supposed to be there, I can’t call it off any more. I don’t think he has enough time to get another player to play.

So I walk down. Making it there I listen to the conversations around me they somehow got a player extra they’re thinking of telling him that he won’t be able to play. I speak up telling them that I’ll stay if you’ve got a player extra, I’m not feeling well. They ask me if I’m sure, I return, if you’ve got a player extra and can’t fit another one into the cars, I’ll stay.

He says to make myself comfortable then, I won’t make you walk through the cold again now that you’re here. They ask me again if I’m sure, I might fit into the car. I hesitate. It’s your choice they say. Without saying anything else and without me noticing they’re of in the car that just arrived. I’m torn.

As the second car arrives, the driver tells me to jump in, I tell him that I’m ill it’s better if I stay; now even more unsure of whether I should stay or not. I give in as the driver offers me to get in a second time.

One of the guys goes up to the door, I thought then that he was closing it.

We drive off.

Arriving that friend asks if we closed the door, and where the key is. I turn to the guy that I thought closed it. He said he didn’t close it. Now I start to feel bad. What if someone were to rob him blind, it would have been my fault.

On my way home I get a missed call, I call back but it doesn’t connect for some reason. On the Whatsapp group I discover, that the door is locked and that no one has the key.

I walk back to his house, meeting them half way, they ask me if I have the key I answer in the negative. I ask where they are going. They reply the prayer room.

They tell me to call the guy that I thought closed the door, I relay the message on the WhatsApp group that he just sent. The other begins to rant, that I should have stayed at the house;that it was my responsibility to at least lock the door and take the key with me. He is right. I don’t reply.


I offer my friend to stay at mine, he refuses. I try to get the number of my accommodation to ask whether he could stay at the emergency room that they have. The other then calls home and offers for him to stay at his, he accepts.

We say Salam and I apologize, both return that it isn’t my fault and I shouldn’t worry about it…

I do though.


I should have, could have, would have done thing’s differently but I didn’t. I let my indecisiveness run amok once again, and that is something I need to change about myself. May Allah swt. give him Jannat-ul-Fridaws.

Say Amin!


Due to this happening the “Videos? Love em'” post will be uploaded tomorow.


Wa Salam,


A series of events

It is Wednesday the 27th of March, until this evening everything was fine, no problems at all, everything ran smoothly like a smooth milkshake down my throat. Then my sister comes downstairs and tells me my “Ntldr is missing, press crtl+Alt+del to restart.” I promptly chase after her a tickling fight ensues. After which I check on my laptop, and find my “Ntldr is missing” indeed not just that my Operating System can’t be found either.

OS can't be found


Turns out the computer can’t find my hard drive though the bios does, it means that there actually is a chance of fixing it but I’ve given up finding the solution. From Knoppix and testdisk to a dos flash usb  and a bios update that doesn’t execute. So anyway, long story short, I’ve tried a lot of things. Didn’t get much sleep and the sleep I did get was on my brothers mattress which he switched out for mine when I was in Bradford…it hurts.

Then tonight the 28th, I had the bright idea to go to Hell Night, well it turned out to be one I called out to Allah a couple hundred times, I felt so sick. Well let me explain first. Hell Night is one night during the week filled with muscle and strength training for a solid three hours.

Well having not taken part in a Hell Night in about half a year I was quite a bit rusty and overdid it from the start so that about ten minutes in I was ready to throw up, felt dizzy and needed to sit down.

So I did ten  minutes resting I felt okay again wanted to at least do some things so I got into a routine of one exercise and about 20 minutes of resting. That went on until I had a bright Idea again, to do the chicken walk that we all have a love/hate relationship with. Across a distance of around 30-50 meters and then a set of stairs up.

At around the middle of that step I couldn’t go on stood up nearly fell backwards and sat down, got down from the raised step onto the ground on top of the stairs and laid down till I nearly froze took some time getting some heat back into my body. Alhamdulillah I survived. Need to make sure to eat the right thing and take it slow.

Wa Salam,