It's either rather late or very early, depending on how you look at it. XD

School's started again, but MY MAMA IS HERE ALHAMDULILLAH. It's like she was always here, you know? Or, like I haven't not seen her for two and a half months (how is that even possible??) and nobody but Allah knows just how happy I am to be with her again. I don't think about her leaving if I can help it. Depressing.

Eid wasn't so bad. I was geared up for it to be the rubbishest Eid EVER, and although it was the first time we've been split up like this - there've been Eids when dad was in other places, but we've always been at home, with mum at least. So it was never going to be the same - but for all that, it wasn't the horrible depressing scene I'd half-constructed in my head. We slept half the day away, which is always a good way to start the day XD, and by the time I'd tumbled out of bed and lurched into the shower for my Eid-bath, it was already pretty lateish. I finally psyched myself into cooking at around half four, but it was sloooow.

Here is a picture of my food:





We had:

pilau rice (note how the onions only cover half of it since half of people like them not)
chicken korma (with potatoes)
fried chicken
fried potatoes
kebabs
chana (chick peas) with potatoes
salad
minty yoghurty dip
kheer (like creamed rice pudding stuff)
shape phithas!

and then it was finally ready but Heidi'd already gone to bed after a bad day, Shamim baya had left after being embarrassed at being asked why he was there if he wasn't going to eat, and I was generally feeling infected by the baddish atmosmood plus my 4/5-day-old headache was really killing me. Oh, the fun.

Me and Abdullah went to the airport to collect mum with Shamim baya, at like, four in the morning. The night before, dad was describing to me how mum'd be looking, and I was like, I think I'll recognise my own mum lol!!!! Knew it was her the moment I saw her.

My mama is here, my mama is here, my mama is here, my mama is here, my mama is here, my mama is here, my mama is here!