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By the way, my name is Shamsun. Typically known as Moni, or simply Sham. Salaams.
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Palestinian* in my case :(my biggest fear is that i’m going to fall in love with someone and we’re gonna want to get married and my parents are going to say no because of something stupid like ‘he’s not egyptian’ or something
Bangladeshi.
Landed in Dubai. And I heard the adhan for the first time. It feels so nice to hear the adan in a public place! I love being in a Muslim country! Alhamdulillah, I’m blessed.
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Not sure why they would be mean enough to have 2am flights. I don’t like my travel agent anymore.
I did my nails, read a fashion mag cover to cover, did my makeup to look older, reorganized my purse and took srtistic pics of empty rows of
The enormous amount of nothingness TX has astounds me. I went from metropolitan Atlanta to Houston. Sigh. 20 more hours to go.
And there isnt even any wifi!! I’m texting to Tumblr here. Gvdkjdlfnfbj
Almost beat his high score in fruit ninja. I know i suck, okay. But this is the most i’ve gotten. :)
Flying coach for one flight, then back to economy. Well then. What a tease. Thanks, travel agent.
Off to the airport!
It feels nice when all my good friends are out and about doing things in this world. This summer, we’ve all split up in our million different directions. Two of us are on the other side of the planet. One friend went to NYC, the other, Cali. One is going to FL. That essentially is travelling to opposite ends of the US. And this one guy even took a job in France. I didn’t think he’d do it, but he did, and I’m proud of him for taking that leap. I’m going to Bangladesh, and so’s Naumi. Asim is moving, so by the time I come back, his old address will be irrelevant. He’s even further away, though, so I’m not too thrilled about that. And Emran and his wife and son finally flew back to the US to spend summer in TN. So many plans, and so much separation, but it’s a time to grow. I should feel sad that I won’t have much time to talk to anyone, but it’s not saddening at all. This is a time for everyone to find themselves. We’re all 20 something now, and this marks the end of our adolescence. Good things are to come. Oh, we’ll even be able to all sit and talk for hours over tea or coffee, and I look forward to hearing about everyone else’s experiences, to learn from them and all. I have a good feeling about this. This is going to be one heck of a summer. And I’m happy.
