This is another bun update:

So he likes to pick at the blue tape that covers all the wires in our house. The blue tape gets stuck on his fur and he goes crazy trying to pull it off. You think he'd learn not to pick on it, but nope. Once, he had what looked suspiciously like a blue goatee. =o

Anyway, the party I went to today was fun. There was this huge crowd of little dudes there. They were all brothers. They went everywhere in a single file line. When they got in the house, the first thing they did was run to the backyard and yell, "AHMAAAAAAAAD! Where's your rabbit?" The oldest one (I think) kept shouting "CHAAAAAARGE!" and punching the air.

... THEY WERE SO COOL! When I grow up, I'm going to have sons just like them. 10. They'll be my little army. I'll shout, "ROLL CALL!!" from time to time, and they'll all salute and shout "[insert name here] PRESENT!"

There was this little baby girl there, too. She was just so masha'Allah, masha'Allah. Had a huge grin plastered on her face. Would burst into short bursts of extreme happiness in which she would clap her hands and throw her head back and laugh from time to time.

"Hey how come you named him Woodii? I thought you were going to name him something after LOTR."
"I'm into politics these days."
"Huh?"
"Woodii = Woodrow Wilson."
"And that would be...?"
"Best president ever."
"Ohhhkaaayyy."

Five seconds later:

"I thought you would name him something like Mithrandir, or whatever."
"It wouldn't suit him."
"What about Angmar?"
"Nope."
"Aragorn?"
"No way."
"Gandalf? Smeagol? Gollum?"
"Nope."
"You're so weird, Adina."
":)"
"I told Raafay you named him Woodii and he said you were weird too. Wait until he hears that Woodii = Woodrow Wilson. What type of name is that?"
"A genius name. Hats off to Woodrow Wilson's mommy."
"Pbbffffffft."

Hey, Woodrow Wilson IS cool, you know. Yeah... Listen to this:

After the Germans signed the Armistice in November 1918, Wilson went to Paris to try to build an enduring peace. He later presented to the Senate the Versailles Treaty, containing the Covenant of the League of Nations, and asked, "Dare we reject it and break the heart of the world?"

But the election of 1918 had shifted the balance in Congress to the Republicans. By seven votes the Versailles Treaty failed in the Senate.

The President, against the warnings of his doctors, had made a national tour to mobilize public sentiment for the treaty. Exhausted, he suffered a stroke and nearly died. Tenderly nursed by his second wife, Edith Bolling Galt, he lived until 1924.

AmaZING.

TO FREEEEEEEEEDOM!!! *salutes*

Woodii wants to buy a winter coat from Macy's. It's kinda expensive, though. $200, you know?

"What's wrong with your old one?"
"I don't like it."
"Why? It's just as awesome as when you first got it!"
"Well, I don't think it's awesome anymore."
"So there's nothing wrong with the coat, your opinion changed. Therefore, you don't need a new one. Bas."
"I just want a new one, ok."
"Oh, ok."

:what: :what:

Let's remember the days five years ago when we were all best friends.

Hello, ya akhis and ya akhiettes. Today I will talk about an important topic: Have you ever recieved someone else's paycheck? I have! I recieved my neighbor's paycheck in the mail today. I'm still debating over whether to give it to him or not.

Change of topic ~ Do you think Man is, by nature, a selfish creature? *raises hand* I DO!

santaclauscalledtoday. i miss him. :(

I WENT TO EID PRAYER AT ANAHIEM CONVENTION CENTER AND IT WAS SO MUCH FUN~ There were twenty million people there, well actually around 20,000. In any case, the whole place looked like an ISNA National Convention though I havent been to any. The streets on the way were filled with Muslims, and the parking structure was loaded with Muslims walking really loudly out of their cars, and the path to the convention center was filled with Muslims, and the convention center was packed, too. It was so COLORFUL AND COOL.

I got to see people I hadn't seen since the nineteenth century and saw people that I had never seen before! There was this one cute little girl whose facial expressions depicted the tragically sad and somewhat shocking story that was her life. No really! She kept looking shocked, sad beyond words, happy beyond words, sad again, shocked, and so on and so forth... SHE WAS SO COOL! I hope to be like her when I grow up, iA iA.

AND WHAT ELSE! After that I came home and then a bunch of people came to my house. But then the bunch left and another bunch came. They all cried tears over my bun. I was going to set him loose where the ladies were sitting so I could take pictures of their expressions ("EEK A MOUSE! OOPS I MEAN RABBIT!") but I decided against it since I'm so cool and amazing like that, insha'Allah.

And then after that we all gathered at Sour's house for supper. So then the guys were trying to steal Arsalan (2 and a half year old child prodigy, bless him) from us girls. But since Arsalan is SO AMAZING and doesn't believe in the EWW GIRLS HAVE COOTIES theorem, he stayed with us.

And so then after that, I acted out some tragic stories for the kids. They especially liked the parts where I clutched my heart and "died." So Arsalan did that too and we burst out laughing so he goes, "NOOO CRYYY!!" and so he did it again and we all burst into tears and the guys chose that moment to come in to steal Arsalan again and went, "WHAT THE... are you guys having a crying party or something?" INDEED WE WERE! faint.

And then the third call came, and we all fell asleep.

Today I shall blog about my bun. My bun is adorable with a pink nose. I love his nose. *smoooch* The neighbor thinks I'm gross. I think he's gross. Kid pretends to be a macho personality, "OMGWTFH I'm so gangsta!" but jumps every time my rabbit moves around. JERK. How could anyone be afraid of a rabbit. My rabbit, to be precise.