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when i grow up i wanna be...

I wanna be - i think its called an inventor - but i dont think that job exists anymore.

 

anyway, i wanna invent recyclable pen, i wanna work into "green" discoveries and inventions. I wanna make "green" planes. but i think at some point down my "green" lane i'll have to give up on planes...too unenvironmentable unfortunately, or maybe not? maybe when i research into it, there will be a way to have green, environmental flights. maybe.

 

so back to planes, yeah. pens, markers etc... we just throw them in the bin and htey end up on landfills, pens are not recyclable and they are stuff we use EVERYDAY!

 

i wanna invent everyday materials that is recyclable, thhat decomposes when not needed anymore. e.g: hairbrushes, HEY! what abt toothbrushes!?

Boycotting For Palestine - Have your say

so yeah, abit everywhere recently ive ben posting stuff about how im trying to boycott anything related to helping Israel.

 

so ive also just been doing light research aka google, opening lots of tabs, browsing.

and i found a few things i want to share with you.

First and foremost, this list. right from the horse's mouth. Its called "THESE COMPANIES SUPPORT ISRAEL...LET'S SUPPORT THEM..." why the need to ellipses is beyond me..so is the need for capital letters, so there we go:

starbucks

"only today"

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This Ramadan… I will strive for consistency, even after the month is over.

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Ramadan is over, or nearly so. It leaves like a guest afraid to overstay its welcome. As we hold on to its last few moments, it’s important to remember that the journey isn’t over.

The effort we put in during the last month should carry on through the rest of the year. We might not be able to keep everything up, and probably not to the same extent… but the attachment to Allah’s Book, the increased worship and remembrance, the love of extra prayers at night… these things should not be forgotten.

But how do we keep it up? By taking it day by day. One day at a time.

one day i will...

go on a long train ride

go to the middle of nowhere

do cartwheels

shout and hear my echo

roll down a HUGE hill

 

trying to find some pretty pictures of what i was imagining in my head (from having seen real landscapes) nearly put me off the whole thing! (hence why there's only one pic here and the tab is closed.

 

one day inshaaAllah i'll come back here and update this blog with pictures I took.

I hate being patronized

Thats pretty much it. I hate being patronized. And this is just a rant. But I'm sure my dear revival friends will find a way to make this blog slightly useful inshaaAllah. I hat ev being patronized by a younger person. And im gettibg old and theres goi ng to be younger people out there smarter than me, or islamically mre religious. So I need to change. But right nw I justget violent imageries when I think abt someone who patronized me whos younger than me.

So anyway. How shld I remedy to this? And how do I tell the person to stop patronizing me? (without slamming their head against a wall...)

Imma gonna walk THIRTY MILES inshaaAllah!!

Assalaamu'alaikum my dear Revivalers!!

Im going to inshaaAllah walk 30 MILES sometime after Ramadan to raise money for Families Relief!

they're an awesome charity that tries to empower Families, not just when disaster strikes but also after, to help them become independent and sustainable. (can i describe the family as sustainable?)

anyway, please donate, even a lil quid.. and please spread the word!

Its ramadan! and its nearly over! so get these bank transfers from your dunya account to ur akhirah account! HUGE PROFIT! only a few days left! If im not mistaken the profit is actually x70. no bank on EARTH can Guarantee this kinda profit.

ok, enough with the bank analogy..

for the sake of Allah.

20:Searching for the night

this is the igotitcovered article for today. we're about tostart the last ten nights!

 

Last night was different. Last night I couldn’t resist, and I tingled with excitement as I felt the strongest urge to dress up. I showered. I wore my best hijab, a light blue shiny hijab with gold and copper-toned embroidery and delicate, sparkling sequins. I wore my best abaya, too, a long, flowing gown I save for the best occasions. I sprayed perfume over myself and everywhere, a light clean scent that’s one of my favorites.

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