Mirth and Melancholy

Well, tomorrow's April. Anyone got a prank or two up their sleeves? I, for one, have a slight idea of what I want to do, especially since I'm going to see my squad tomorrow. I don't usually play pranks on people, but when I do, I make sure the situation is appropriate. But we all know that it isn't nice to prank people. Especially if the prank terrifies the organs out of them. Hey, I'm not bossing anyone around. I myself am guilty. I recall a few years back, we had a blackout on a hot summer night. It was about a day after July 4th. Dad and H were at the masjid. Little Bro Z was in the bathroom showering. I was watching funny videos on one computer with Mum. S was using the other computer. All of a sudden, our screens go black. The computers shut down. The only light left is the moonlight shining through the giant windows in our living room. My first instinct was to press my back up to the chair I was sitting on. My next worry was Z, in the dark bathroom all by ...

I know I should be giving you a long, heartfelt post about my latest occurrences and mess-ups and - oh! spring break - but in order to do that I really need to have a peaceful day when I don't feel guilty about anything. Yes, I do feel guilty quite often nowadays. But it's not the type of guilty one feels after doing something wrong. It's the type of guilty one feels for doing nothing. I'd had a beautiful story-writing spree a couple of weeks ago, but now I just can't find the time or mood to update my book. Additionally, I'm dealing with dreadful writer's block. Anyhow, finals are coming up in school. We wrote midterm essays in English class about a fortnight ago. Tomorrow in speech class I'm giving a demonstration speech on how to make hot milk cake. I'm "excited," according to my teacher. She doesn't like the word "nervous," so she tries to lift our spirits by saying we are excited. Anyway, where was I? Oh, let me ela...

Ughhhhhh something is wrong with me. I'm always yawning, even in the daytime. I've been drinking water to help myself feel awake, but it didn't work. I think I have some sort of weird case of excessive fatigue. And it may have to do with my diet. I'm doing everything else right. My diet is probably the answer. I cannot remember the last time I felt like I was feeding off of energy. I GOOGLED MY SYMPTOMS! And apparently, I either have a sleeping disorder called sleep apnea, or I'm suffering from depression. It seems more likely that I'm suffering from depression, because the only sleeping disorder I suffer from is insomnia. I feel like I need to see a therapist because all the sources I found told me I had to go to the doctor. THE DOCTOR IS YOUR ONLY SOLUTION. SATURDAY, 20 FEBRUARY 2016 Our local masjid was hosting a day providing food for refugees. My contribution to the event was a volunteer. S and I went at 10 am and began setting up the multipurpose ...