Hello.

Yep. It's been a long hiatus again. He first semester of the school year ended and I went back home for a two week vacation. It was well spent and very worth it. There was some negative energy going on and I really missed home so I crawled back home like a little baby. I hate flights btw. No, I actually their odd timings and having to be awake and crabby all night.

So. So much happened. My beloved MZ left us for a guy. Well, she got married. And doesn't live in Iran. Life. You make soul sisters and then say goodbye to them at the airport. A3 is back! (Good ol A3 from 2 years back?) And she's probably going to stay here for good. Of course she didn't tell any one she was coming. I was at home when she came. First thing I said to her on seeing her was 'You're a freak show.'

It's actually nice to have her around. There are a few people whose role in my life is like a cushion. (I hope I play the same role in theirs.) Like when you're on a long journey on a bus and when you have a cushion with you, it makes your rough journey almost comfortable. It even makes you smile involuntarily during your nap. So there are a few people here who are my cushion. Just that they are much more than a cushion. They're my entire bed.

There was some drama going on with a few people around me. And man I hate drama. It sucks all my mental energy. Instead of listening to my teacher going on about isalate wujud in philosophy, I repeat and re run my real life drama episodes in my head. And it made me unhappy. For two whole days. Being sad and upset for two whole days for some inconsequential drama really isn't worth it. But then it is only after the storm that the sunshine is cherished. I woke up the next day happy at breakfast and realised how blessed the emotion of happiness is! It was wonderful, SubhanAllah!

Alhamdulillah life has got back to being how it was before. I'm really glad Z and M are my roomates this year. It makes a huge difference to have them there! And then there's B. B and i have been friends from about 3 years now. She's someone I feel very protective about because she's a lil innocent baby. Well not really, but still. So for now, Z, M, A3 and B are my cushions. Am I missing anyone out? Oh. Yes. GOD! Neh, I never miss out God. I just have trouble understanding God. God and I have a lot of mess to sort out.

And then, there will always be Hazrat Masoomah. I'm glad I still feel the same way about her like I used to. My heart still finds comfort and peace next to her. I love her. She's more like a mother who is a friend. Someone whom you tell everything to. But also revere so much it sometimes sends chills down your spine like I whine in front of her and the next moment I realise she's the Prophet's daughter. She's Imam Ali's and Hazrat Zahra's daughter. And then you're filled with awe. And then a tenderness. It's most indescribable, the relationship one has with her. It's like when you're best friends with the principal of your school. Lol poor comparison.

So cutting this short, I'm going to bed now. I need to study after fajr. Oh, the thought of falsafe makes me cry.