1. I attended my closest cousin’s graduation in Manchester which was a fantastic experience. I got to be involved in the drama of the day and cheer embarrassingly loud when she got her three seconds of glory strutting across the stage. But it was the simple things I loved the most, like helping her to decide which shoes to wear and reminding her to smile big!
Proud bunch of people right there!
The mandatory hat toss!
2. My cousin’s obsession with Loom Bands.
Isn’t it magnificent?
3. Chilling at home
I am armed with a MOP and I’m not afraid to use it!
Me and my mummy! Don’t we look alike?!
My dad ‘training’ me. Do you know how big and how heavy that wrench was?! Friggin’ HUGE!
4. When I was four years old I met a girl called Dilpreet and she became my very first friend. Fast forward 19 years and here I am attending her wedding. She looked absolutely stunning and the whole thing was so well planned; I couldn’t be happier for the couple.
Check out that ring!
Me and Dilpreet at her Mehndi event
Haha inadvertently ended up matching the bride!
5. Last but not least- Eid! A time to celebrate the the end of Ramadan and the tough cycle of sleep deprivation, hunger and annoying heat!
Me and my bro
Chilling at the family barbecue
(Some) of my cousins (and me) being silly
Over and Out!
So with my final exam tomorrow morning, what am I doing? Writing this post of course. Huzzah for procrastination!
Actually I wanted to share this story.
My cousin had some PE test involving semi long distance running and like me she hates running. Unlike me however, she cared enough to practice and got her older brother to help her. I don’t know how he did it but he made her run laps and it turns out she’s pretty good when there’s someone barking at her. She lamented that for the actual run he wouldn’t be there… and he said well why not? I’ll come.
So her 24 year old brother strolled into her secondary school and just joined the line up of people running. Clearly her school has some security issues. He ran with her, shouting at her the entire time, AMINAH RUN! AMINAH HURRY UP! AMINAH WHY ARE YOU SO SLOW?
She came second.
And do you know who was happiest when she took home her trophy?
That’s right, her smug brother.
My baby cousin aka. squishball had his first birthday party the day before yesterday! His mummy dressed him up all dapper in a shirt, tie and cardigan which he proceeded to drool on for the rest of the day.
Don’t think he was ready for this shot…
To celebrate, his family and mine went to Pizza Hut and afterwards we went bowling while the little ones went to Gambados (playground heaven). I really wish there was an adult sized version of this. I too want to go on slides and crawl through tunnels. It’s very unfamiliar for me to be told that I exceed the height restriction (for those who don’t know, I’m short).
Hanna with Qasim
Lighting the candle
Cutting the cake!
I got absolutely destroyed at bowling. The side rails were up and I still flopped hard. My dad on the other hand got super competitive about it and was the eventual winner.
My dad taking bowling farrrr too seriously!
This is me…failing.
Although it was squishy’s birthday and he got showered in attention, it was the rest of us who had the most fun 😛 It was well needed fun though, especially for me, seeing as I’ve been cooped up in my room looking like Gollum. It meant that I put cream on my face, got out of my pyjamas, brushed my hair and made myself look publicly acceptable. Understandably that whole process took a while…
Zahrah and me!
Bowling superheroes? I think not…
Over and Out!
I’m going to Paris! Not right now, but in July, smack bang in the middle of my internship, for my cousin’s wedding. We booked the tickets today!
It is going to be EPIC. My cousin is the bride and she is French hence the whole going to Paris thing. This is the first time in years that a really close family member of mine is getting married. Weddings are totally different experiences when it is your family member getting married. You have more responsibilities but also a whole load more fun. You get to help behind the scenes, get everyone sorted and of course you’re allowed to dance like an idiot (this is normally frowned upon at other people’s weddings).
I have family all over the place and we’re all going to be converging in Paris which is basically a logistical nightmare. Everyone wants to go together but it’s hard when you have people from America, Scotland, Manchester and 3 families from London, particularly if they can’t agree on a mode of transport. What is even better is that all of us, yes ALL of us will be staying in one rented house for the duration of the wedding. I can picture it already… sleeping on the floor, arguing over bathroom schedules, not having enough plates for breakfast etc. There will be a good 20 of us living in this one house. It will be absolutely manic but that’s all part of the appeal.
My experience will be particularly crazy because of the fact it’s in the middle of my internship. It’s probably not great to be taking holidays (even though we are allowed two days off- I checked the contract) in case it affects my job prospects but my cousin will only be getting married once (I hope) and I really don’t want to miss it. Basically… YOLO I’m going. I emailed the company requesting the day off and it’s not a definitive yes but it sounds promising so we took a gamble and booked the tickets anyway.
I’m going to be going on a Saturday in the afternoon. The wedding is on Sunday and I’m leaving on Monday at half 6 in the morning. I am going to be sooo dead when I return. I can’t believe half 6 in the morning was the only train left on Monday, almost 3 months in advance. Mental!
Eeee I’m so excited!
My cousin’s registration last week
Over and Out!