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Quarantine Days

I can’t believe all this time in the house and I’ve barely written anything. I have tons of notes and ideas scribbled down but haven’t actually written a post. So, I’ll just tell y’all what I have been up to.

I decided to go home and spend the stay at home order with my parents and younger brother, which has its pros and cons. For the most part, it’s been nice, and I am enjoying my time at home. I don’t, however, enjoy hiding food from my hungry hippo of a teenage brother who eats everything in sight. I’m extremely territorial, so the food I pick out for myself I feel this internal rage when someone else eats it, but then I must remember I didn’t actually pay for it, so I calm my broke self down. To reduce my desire to snack and just eat out of boredom throughout the day, I have increased my daily water intake drastically. As a result, I can officially put peeing as one of my hobbies, it’s crazy!

Not only did I increase my water, but I have been eating relatively healthy. I still, of course, indulge in some comfort food, but I haven’t been eating out and I’ve been cooking all of my meals. Since all of the gyms closed, I’ve been trying to keep active. So I decided to become my little brother’s personal trainer and I make him workout with me every day for at least 30 min. When it’s nice outside we do the workouts in the backyard, I know one day he’ll be grateful for this, even though now all I get is complaints and backtalk. I am loving this bonding time I get to spend with him and going to miss it when life goes back to normal.

Now I have binge-watched so many shows and currently re-watching every single Marvel movie in order. I guess during that time I could have been doing something productive, enhance my knowledge, or even just do some type of maintenance with my blog, but I didn’t feel like it. I’m at peace and don’t regret any of my choices. However, I am now ready to make better use of my time and I can’t think of a better time since Ramadan has just begun. Hopefully, these next 30 days will be healing and help me find some inner peace. 

Ramadan Mubarak to all of my fellow Misunderstood Muslimahs and Muslims!  

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Our Story: Movie Date

After the kiss, it was never mentioned again. We actually seemed to grow closer he was becoming my best friend. We talked every single day, either through text, video call, or both. 

The semester concluded and the transition to summer we talked, even more, I remember the time at home before we departed for our summer jobs/internship we were on the phone all the time and we’ve never run out of things to talk about. After we both started working for the summer, our communication did slow down, but still talked every day. 

We had a couple of bumpy roads of him trying to escape the friend zone, but for some reason, I always kept pushing him right back in. I didn’t want to turn our friendship into a romantic relationship and ruin us, because I knew I was a toxic mess at the time. 

The following semester, I moved completely off-campus into a trap house. During all the chaos and mess going around in my head and around me, he was one of the few constant good things. Like I’ve said in previous posts he would always invite me out places, and I’d decline. Except for this one time, I thought it’s time for me to be a better friend to him since he was my bestie after all. I agreed to go see “It” with him, keep in mind I’m terrified of clowns. 

He comes to pick me up and go get some tacos before the movie, I absolutely love tacos and Mexican food! Everything is going perfectly, our normal good time together. When we are in the theatre, I’m freezing. One of my biggest downfalls in life is that I’m stubborn and prideful. So, not only was I scared, but also freezing. Something in me just refused to ask for his jacket or even to tell him I was cold. 

After the movie was over, he was making jokes about me being afraid, it’s one of our favorite past times to make fun of one another, but somehow I admitted that I was also cold as well. He just looked at me and shook his head, and said “you’re one stubborn bunny”, and from there the nickname bunny started to bloom. I’m sure he’s called me bunny in the past, but that time it really stuck in my mind. I feel like the movie date was the beginning of a new chapter in our relationship.

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Our Story: First Kiss

Our story continued after the summer and into the following semester. We occasionally texted each other, but it was more of a rare occasion. It wasn’t until the second semester that our friendship really started to blossom. 

We started to talk almost every day, which eventually led to every day. He would always try to make plans but I  would either cancel or just simply deny. I was really mean to him and kind of treated him like a pesky bug, but I always responded and did overall enjoy all of our conversations.

He would always ask to come over to my apartment, and I faithfully declined his request. This one night my roommates, who were also my closest friends were going out to some party or a mutual friend’s place, but I decided to stay home that night. Most likely because I didn’t feel like wearing makeup or getting cute. Of course, he and I were texting, and he asked to come over. I don’t know what was going on with my head, but I said yes. Honestly, I think we were both equally surprised.

Hanging out with him was always so easy, I never felt self-conscious or overthinking, but I just enjoyed his annoying company, and that night was no different. We had our normal random conversations, made jokes about each other, and then decided to watch a movie. He waited patiently as I took forever scrolling to find a movie we should watch, but eventually, he just made the decision.

At some point during the night, he felt that I was giving him signals to kiss me. According to him, which was recently revealed to me, I kept reapplying chapstick and that was the signal. He took me way off guard and I was not expecting him to kiss me. I, unfortunately, have a nervous laugh and then proceeded with my awkward smile.

My mind was racing and didn’t know exactly how to respond. I just knew I liked him but didn’t want anything romantic. I knew I couldn’t just stand there with an awkward smile and I had to say something. So, I  informed him, that we are just friends and kissing each other is not going to be a thing. I would love to read his mind and see how that night played out from his perspective.

Overall, after the awkward moment and me telling him the guidelines of how this is only going to be a platonic friendship; he respected my wishes and reluctantly agreed, but the best part was we went right back to our normal. We remained friends and allowing our story to continue blossom.