At 00.18 (today so before Sehri and after Taraweeh) my phone started to vibrate and the caller? Well exactly. Weirdly I had the number saved under ‘?!’ – Ok somewhere at the back of my mind I vaguely remember saving the number as that but I actually have no idea why. So the detective in me gets to work (a mixture of, lets say Columbo, Randall and Hopkirk (Deceased) and of course Monk – tell me you watch or at least have heard of these!)

Ok so, my analysis:

The question mark ‘?’ (Visual aid) suggests I don’t know who the number belongs to while the exclamation mark ‘!’ (It’s helping right?) has connotations of a warning perhaps? Or perhaps importance. Although if the latter was the case wouldn’t I have simply typed the persons name?

Alot of people think the best cake is the chocolate fudge cake, id disagree. Its just too chocolatey to be enjoyed properly.

The best of both worlds. The Chocolate Marble cake. Its not too chocolatey and its not a boring plain cake either. Great for guests if you're looking for a lil something new and different... instead of the boring same old sweet dishes.

Ingredients.

-225g butter
-225g caster sugar
-225g Plain flour
-50ml of Milk
-50g of Cocoa powder.
-4 Eggs.
-2 tsp baking powder.
-2 tsp vanilla extract

Method

Step 1: Pre-heat the oven to 180'c and butter the sides of a baking tin. You can also use greaseproof paper (available at your nearest supermarket).

No not today/yesterday, but time ago.

Back, time ago I went for umrah. as you do. during ramadan. As you do. Because my mum wanted to go and I had calculated that if I said no, I wouldn't hear the end of it for atleast a year. As you do.

any way, I tried at first to sort of drag my feet but eventually everything got sorted and we were off on our way.

You know how Romanticism was like a big nature-love fest? (Blake, Wordsworth etc etc going on and on about nature and its beauty in their poems) or Keats’s description of a female, well recently I realised that nature really is pretty wonderful.

Like did you know one of the signs of Allah’s handiwork (maybe that’s not the right word?) is the concept of nature? Of course you did and so did I. But I read in the Qur’an (this is where it all began – naturally!) specifics like the way a tree’s leaves turn brown or fall off and how it fantastically blossoms again and I realised mannn the colour of leaves and leaves in general are really awesome, what with their different shapes and sizes and smells and um stuff..

While random browsing of the net, I came across the above sentence.

I couldn't help but disagree with an immediate mentally but visceral ersponse: "yes it does!".

Thatisall.

For the past year (and a bit) I’ve worked as a Jewellery Sales Consultant – gold, silver, diamonds you name it we’ve got it (no mention of who the ‘we’ is – they promote themselves enough) Anyway I’ve seen people buy for the sake of buying, seriously – what’s another £200 here and there eh?

I must admit I do find myself amazed (and perhaps a little envious?) that they just splash their money around with no guilt! (no thought of the consequences: like not being able to afford something necessary – for many this is usually rent or food or something. For me it’s not being able to afford My Big Plan – don’t ask!)

So yeh I wake up this morning and boom it's the evening again - does anyone else feel like the days seem to roll into one big blur? Well occasionally at least? Those are the times when it feels like I’m in a bubble and not really feeling what I’m doing but somehow it happens anyway.. Seriously weird.

Anyway (I use that word a lot I know, along with “basically” – when I know what I’m about to say isn’t going to be ‘basic’ at all – I like to explain myself thoroughly) Let me start again: anywayyy I’ve decided that I don’t want that to happen anymore so I try to make myself do something memorable in the day so when I think back to what I did – I can actually remember! (Although this happens when I can remember to do something memorable – confusing I know).

I'm from London - from the west side (I like to make that distinction, much of the east side is far too 'ghetto wannabe', here it’s just 'ghetto wannabe' whereas there it's just overboard)

Almost everyday i search through my memories of school/6th form (or college if you prefer) and i wish that i was back there! It's kind of annoying actually not being able to live in the present and instead living in the past. Sometimes i find myself trying to relive those times through my younger cousins - seriously! Gosh i must be so annoying to them, i never stop telling them that school is the best time of a persons life and how they should make the most of it and be who they want to be and just really live it (obviously ignoring the fact - or fatal flaw? that i've just started my twenties and don't really have much 'experience' of life!)