It’s been about 7 years that I have graduated and have not been back to school. For the past year or two, I’ve been having weird recurring dreams where it’s the middle of the semester and I realized that I’ve forgotten to go to a particular class. I have missed so many classes, and it’s past the date where I can drop that class, and I am bound to fail.
Most of the tie, I end up showing up to the class, and the teacher has no idea who I even am. Other times, I’m running around the school trying to find out which classroom I have to be in. I can’t find my agenda, which usually has my schedule in it - or I’m unable to remember my combination lock to my locker - which contains my agenda.
It’s very strange, and surprisingly very normal. I looked it up online and many people who have graduated have this kind of dream. I guess consciously I know that I’m out of the educational world - but subconsciously, my brain is still stuck there.
Or it could just mean, I’m scared of failing or being bad at something, which is somewhat true.
It’s pretty good so far, and I find myself saying “so true” to practically every point. What I like about it, is that the book is written by a husband and a wife. So it’s definitely not biased, or putting down one sex and favoring the other. It’s a sequel to “Why Men Don’t Listen and Women Can’t Read Maps”, which I will pick up after I’m done with this book. I wish I could sit with my husband and go through it together, just for fun, but I don’t think that would interest him. :(
I will just randomly write excerpts from there, as a topic starter.
Men ask directly for what they want. Women, in their evolved role as the peacemaker, shy away from saying exactly what they want, when they want it.
This is very true, especially in my case - one thing I hate about myself, I will never say exactly what I want. I won’t come out and say, let’s do this…..let’s go here to eat, I want to watch this. I always sit back and let others choose what they want to do, I let them make the decisions. I will change this about myself, because at the end of the day, I end up not enjoying myself - when I could have, if I had just spoken up.
Same as in relationships, I assume my husband will know what I want, and will get frustrated when he doesn’t. (obviously, he is not a mind reader) but we, women believe that our husbands should be able to read us and know what’s going on in our minds.
I just can’t stand this weather. It’s overcast and has been raining since yesterday. I need to be somewhere where there’s sun!
This weather really gets me down, and makes me feel tired. I went to bed so early last night and it was so hard to get out of bed this morning. Really wasn’t in the cooking mood yesterday either, so we went out for sushi.
In other news, my mom comes back from Pakistan tomorrow. It’s been almost 2 months. Can’t wait for her to come back! (and see my pretty clothes hehe)
I get very sleepy when I have my period, or when I’m just about to get it, like extremely sleepy that I feel like passing out any minute. Yesterday, I took a power nap as soon as I got home from work. Today, I have a dinner to attend with the co-workers. Everyone is in the mood to chill, and all I feel like doing is going home and getting into bed.
I’ll be sleeping early anyways tonight, since I’m waking up at 5 a.m for the Final Cricket match tomorrow.
Ok since this picture can be of anywhere I’ve been to, I decided to pick Riviera Maya, Mexico - from our last trip. We went there for our honeymoon back in October. A late honeymoon, as we weren’t able to take time off from work right after the wedding. (We had already taken 4 weeks off, as the wedding was held in Pakistan).
I loved Mexico so much, the weather was absolutely gorgeous and the resort was breathtaking (coincidently though, it was the very same resort which had the gas explosion a month after we were there - scary stuff!).
Here’s a picture taken from our balcony, at sunrise - gorgeous.
My Dubai trip keeps getting pushed further and further back - the latest news is that we booked for April 23rd. So from March 18, it got pushed to April 23rd. U.A.E and their strict rules. Tayyab needs a new passport, as they changed their requirements only a few months before our trip - so we had no idea, and our genius travel agent also had no clue. And we both need visit visas, even though he was born in Dubai.
Ideally we would have liked to go early April, as the end of April is busy for Tayyab at work. And now my sister in law is telling me they might not be able to take their vacations at the same time. I’m so sad - I really hope something works out!
I just realized, we don’t have very many pictures with ALL of my family members in it. This was taken on my birthday - about a few months back. My husband and I had gone out to dinner, and when we returned, my family came by to visit.
Had a pretty relaxed weekend. Went to see Imran Khan perform Friday night. Had loads of fun. Went with my husband, sisters, and some friends. I was disappointed that he didn’t sing live, he could have atleast remixed his songs - he just used his original songs, so that was a little boring.
Got home late, went to bed late, woke up late. lol Went over to my parent’s place Saturday night. My mom is visiting Pakistan these days, so I brought my aunt along - and she made us alloo ke parathey :). Finished the night watching Jab We Met - that movie is the modern day Dilwale Dulhaniya Lejaiyenge, seriously.
Sunday was my day of chores - cleaned up the place, re organized the cupboards, cooked 2 days worth of food. Check out my ‘masala dabba’.
And now back to Monday - have a good rest of the week everyone!
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I wish I had an interesting proposal story. I’m desi, so my proposal story was basically my now husband telling me, (since my parents had started looking at prospective guys who had sent their rishta for me), to consider him as an option. Which was his way of letting me know that he was interested. It wasn’t really out of no where, as I had a feeling he was going to approach me some time soon. We had started spending a lot more time together, and had a lot in common, and well he just made it really obvious.
I thought that was a real sweet way for him to let me know. I accepted his “proposal”, he then told his sisters and mom, and 4 months later she was on her way to Montreal from Dubai. His mom then gave me a ring and told my parents that she is basically on board with us getting married. Then bam, a year later and we were married. (: