..that wasn't too good so here goes. Ass or Class?

toronto. this or that.

everyone just here to laugh huh?. That' o.k. at least half of my objective is met. Hard to believe I'm the only coward to be found in these parts. I am now..the self proclaimed, nomad village coward.I really need to move on..find a place with more people like me...lol

jamaal, you are AFRAID that you are geesi geesi dhalay?. Lol..how ironic. I've heard the story of the baadiya guy..but I heard it as "the lil boy who cried wolf". What suprised me most is that NONE of our neighbors called the police or anything. I mean we was holleringggggggggggggggg. I remember in somalia, sometimes when we heard strange noises..my mom would simply open her bedroom windown and talk to the neighbors. And this neighbor of ours would get a BIG stick and come walking around to the front of the house. lol. And it was all very quiet..my mom would just barely whisper out the window "war cabdi...war cabdiyoow"...lol

oh come onnnnnnnnnn..I know you all are cowards at times too. Spill.

lol tamina. I know..it's been a year since this incident happened and I crack up everytime I remember. I asked my sister why she screamed and she said "you should have seen the expression on your face..i thought YOU saw something I didn't"..lol. Hey..remember I was brave enough to suggest we go investigate AND i was the one who opened our bedroom door. Lol...I find solace in those two facts.

So, ever been scared senseless?...felt that THIS was it..like you about to meet the facE of god. But you lived to laugh about it?. Why not share your experiences?..here is mine. Oh yeah..it's a true story, that happened to ME. Anyhow we went to bed around 11 something but my sister and I just chatted and talked till like one in the morning. This would be a great time to give you a floor plan of our apartment aight?. When you come in the front door there is the lving room right in front you and you're standing near the dining area. To your left is the kitchen and a narrow hallway that leads to my mom's and brother's room (2 rooms) and their bathroom. I forget to mention that directly opposite the front door in the living room is our balcony (has a great view during the summer). So that covers the left side of the house. When you come in the front door to your right is the master bedroom with it's own bathroom. You guessed it, our ( my sister and i) bedroom. Note that there is the whole living room between us and my mom and brother o.k.?. So to go on with my story; Eventually me and my sister fell asleep. We were both jerked awake at exactly 5:00 in the morning by glass smashing . You have to know that you can set a bomb off in my house and my sister WILL NOT GET UP. And so you know how bad it was, the smashing sound. We laid there for a couple of minutes holding our breaths expecting the worst. We figured that someone had smashed in our balcony and that our whole family was about to meet their ultimate demise. We expected our mother who is a very light sleeeper to get up, turn on all the lights and ask "who is it?". I tell ya my mother is fearless. 5 minutes and no mom, no noise..nothing. We decided it would be best if we got up and met our inturder instead of killing ourself with the wait before the killer could actually get to us. So my sister decides she's gonna get her weapons, which consisted of a hanger and her camera. I grab a cup full of pennies and pencils on our shelf.Lol..yeah yea..(I figured I'd throw it in his face and distract him for a min). I brave opening the door first but can't recall who stepped out and turned on the lights. We look around our living room and there is nothing there, no broken glass, no masked man. Nothing. We decided to explore further and go to my mom's room to find out why she isn't up. My poor mother is sleeping like a baby and so we wake her. We at this point are terrified. No, we were petrified!. My mom jerks awake and we hurry to check on my brother who is also sleeping like a baby and his window is in perfect condition. We go back to the living room and my mom grabs the phone. At this point my sister is so scared that she's about to pee in her baati. So we go back to our bedroom with my mom in tow and my sister opens our bathroom door. My mom goes directly to our window, but I'm standing right behind my sis as she opens the bathroom, however, I'm looking at my mother. My sister opens the door and says "oh my god" and takes a step back alomost stepping on me. You know about my active imagination right??, I didn't see what was in the bathroom but immediately start shrieking and run to my mother's side. I scream and scream and screammmmmmmmmmmmm I AM TERRIFIED.You just don't understand how terrified I was. My sister, goes into hysterics at my shreiking and tries to calm me down ,but she is shrieking too (taking her cue from me), I have reasons to believe that my shreiking scared her more than what was in the bathroom. My mom who I have never seen scared, starts screaming right along with me. I wish someone had taken our picutre right then..lol. We finally shut up when nothing comes walking out of the bathroom. My sister, relieved at our quiteness finally says "it's our mirror". Somehow the screws holding the mirror to our bathroom wall had become undone and the mirror had fallen, smashing on to the sink then on to the floor. we can't figure out how the screws holding it broke, but we think maybe there was some sort of family dispute among the jinns occupying the place. My mother breaks out laughing and we all join in. We find our brother rock rigid in his bed eyes wide open. I'm telling you I have never been so scared in my life. Hell even after we prayed fajr we went back to sleep with the lights on and my brother decided he was gonna spend that time in our room. YOU'RE TURN!

iska "support" leeh miyaa??. Like the rock chick said..a guy has to have ambiton. Personally, I find it tiring and waste of energy to be a cheerleader for someone thta doesn't want to win. Another thing...blaming women for a guy's failure is rediculous, sounds too much like the "wixi xunba xaawaa leh" of our parents' generation.

oh yeah..there are ayats in the quran that say that they would never accept us until we disbelieve. Knowing this, why don't we go out with dignity, instead of bickering and finger pointing.

Kowayn, I understand what you're saying. But I find it humiliating as a muslim to have to come up with words like "moderate" to make ourselves socially acceptable by the west. Islam is a great relegion, and EVERYTHING comes UNDER it, not the other way around. I understand the above man't article, but his constant use of the word moderate seems to me like he's looking for acceptance.True, these "terrorist muslims" idea has scared away alot of the west, but at the same time do we really have to be like NOOOOOOOOOOO, THOSE ARE THE EXTREMISTS, WE ARE THE MODERATES..thus seperating ourselves from what maybe people who are better than us. And again, who knows if these allegations against "muslim fundamentalists" are true?. We get our sources from the media right?..but do the masses react to the media or does the media react to the masses?. Can the media, who is backed by HUMANS be prejudiced?..ofcourse right?. So how do we know the news we are getting is even 50% un biased?. So the whole information being iffy iffy we would look like a couple of idiots screaming at the top of our lungs that we are moderates, the good muslims, and THOSE are the BAD extremist muslims..and thus seperating ourselves by what maybe MUMINS and alligning ourselves with the west, bending our heads and murmuring YES SUH..NO SUH..I'M A MODERATE SUH. I hope I make sense.

Because it seems like a phrase made up to please the west. Moderate?..I mean come on, either you're muslim or you're not. How come we muslims have to define ourselves by THOSE terms?..it's phrases like that that separate us.

there is this book up in english called "IDEAL MUSLIMAH"..or "TRUE MUSLIMAH"..if u go to the yahoo search and type in these words, you'll find it. It was translated into english..the whole book is up and available to read for free on the net. petite

that "moderate muslim" phrase disgusts me. moderate muslim..moderate muslim..blah blah blah.

lakkad..o.k, but remember I'm waiting. I LOVE that song too.

i mean beer lulala..otherwise known as "belewayne"

Do you all know the lyrics to beer lulla?. I love that song...but i can't find the "miro". Can u guys help?

I noticed that many of us say they don't "date". But what I want to ask is by dating, what do we mean?. I think there are different types..there are the: pick the girl up, take her to the movies, and depending on how far gone you are,,maybe get laid at some point. For me I hate the word "dating", I believe it carries alot of baggage. It implies so many things..it sounds dirty. Another thing I dislike is the arranged marriage thing. I mean..come on, my mom is gonna choose someone for me?. W can't even agree the style of clothes we like!. So here is what i like. I like "talking to someone". By this I mean, kinda like dating but NOT dating. No private time alone, no movies, no kissing, no touching.So basically what you doing is "talking", feeling the person out ya know. And you can meet in very public places..arrive in different cars etc. So here is my philosophy: if you DATE in every sense of the term..you're bound for failure. Cause say you marry this person..how is something based soley on something HARAM gonna be successful? peace out

deep...i like it.

Jamaal and Cartan..Job well done!!. Granted, I have to read twice before i understand it..but it's really worth the effort!!!!. Keep them coming!!. Cartan...plsssssssssss...get started on part three already, i'm in suspense here!

oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh fun!!!. so I finally figured out who "he that can not be mentioned is". And I certainly agree that athena and him go together very well. I would LOVE to see that. then- 1-Dr.Romatic and Wildcat. I think he would swear off talking trash about women after her. 2- Buubto and Abdinuur. Just because..i think he can drip honey on her and she can whip some relegion into him. 3- Shasii, since you so sweet, you can have barwaaqo. 4- Jamaal and Lulla, Because they both have their head in the clouds. He can talk love and romance, and she can talk about sex and turn ons. peace out!!!!!!!!!!11 5-

soooooooooooo not funny. It's amazing how we take the west's idea on things..laugh when they laugh, weep when they weep. YUCK.

Well, I always think of cousins as a safety net. If you reach the age of 26 and u still ain't married..momma will probably beg her sister to "astur" this gabar baartay with one of her sons. Lol

aahhhhhhhhh..beautiful!.

What you all talking about happened to me ONCE. And I laughed so hard in the mens' faces..I think they learned their lesson.I meaned the guys were two years away from needing viagra.

practicing muslim + education + ambition + good conversator + good looks + nice lips +nice curly soft hair = SEXY Good looks wihtout the rest is sooooooooooo un sexy. All I can think is : AND?...WHAT MORE IS THERE TO YOU?