Hey there,
Amrah doesn’t know I’m doing this. I wanted to get on her nerves give her a special surprise. I decided to do a guest post on her blog. She should know better to trust me with her computer. I hacked in. mwahahahaha.

I’ve been sitting here in the library thinking about what to do. I spent some time working on a layout for another other blog. I studied a paragraph about Community-Acquired Pneumonia. I checked my facebook one billion times even though it sickens me. I eve replied to some emails and sent some new ones out. I looked up paintballing information. And now I’m out of ideas.

I’m visiting WSU for the day but so far nobody is here and I’m Bored with a capital and bold B. I’m not completely complaining. Maybe I am. Hmmph! Oh well. I hope Amrah doesn’t get back by the time I finish this. The UGL is full of annoying people. Have I matured? I used to be the most annoying one, I should think. *shrugs*

Anyways, now.. my minipost about Amrah Ali.* Clears throat*

Amrah and I first met in the seventh grade at our private Islamic school. I like to think I’m the first friend she had there, but  for sure am the first one to speak to her. I don’t know if she liked me then, but when we parted for high school we still kept in touch. Mainly because she lived only ten minutes away. She used to swear but swearing in a different languge isn’t wrong, you know. I mean, English is my first language and Urdu my second. For some reason it’s okay to swear in Urdu, but not in English. Get it? So maybe that was how she was except she did it in English. That took me aback and  as surprised at her vulgar tongue. lol. OKay she didn’t say like the “F” word or anything. Just “shit” and “damn” which was huge for me. haha.

Check out this green jacket Amrah owns. She’s soo fashionable. WHoo whoo. I don’t know who thinks Amrahs a little tomboyish but she’ got styyyle, baybeee.

So anyways, Amrah beat me up with her karate skills. She’s a skiny girl but packs a powerful punch (and kick). She beat me up at the mosque right after prayer. =O HOW COULD SHE!? It was my fault. I challenged her. She’s a strong little girl with the power to kill. okay not kill but beat mean people up for me. Aside from karate she mastered Tae Kwon Do. Or something similar.

And she LOVES cats. I was going to save this for last but her kitty’s fur is on the laptop  and is distracting me. She’s going to be the old women in a shoe wth her 90 cats and she won’t know what to do. That rhymes, you know. She has always loved cats I honestly don’t know what took her so long to get one. She treats her kitty with lots of love and I’m happy her cat receives so much love and affection. I could never have that much time to shower my nonexistent kitty with love. Mostly because I know I would get lazy and a kitty deserves better.

Amrah, I’ve lightened this photo on picasa. Don’t you agree it looks way better than before when it was dark and you couldnt see anything? You are very welcome. You’re kitty is beautiful!

Amrah used to hate taking pictures. I think shes improved. I have very embarrasing pictures of her covering her face with a scarf wrapped around her head, making weird poses to avoid the camera. I would have posted them onine but they’re on the computer ot hers ad they aren’t online. I think she’s over that now but once in a while she goes back to her old self. Or maybe more than once in a while.

Amrah Ali is a great person to talk to. She’s usually neutral when you come to her with a problem and tries to show you reason. She’s great at that and shes someone I can always talk to. When I told her my maid was evil and was trying to kill me she told me to look bind that. Maybe there’s some other problem or reason she’s acting like that. There wasn’t, but she always tries to make you see the other side first. I know my maid had no reason so hate on me because she apologized for being a brat later on…after I gave her some money. Loser. I stil think she’s out to get me, though.

Here’s Amrah on her graduation. At least I THINK it is. Look at her all grown up leaving her college bubble. *wipes away tear*

Anyways, that’s a little about my friend Amrah. I wonder if she will read this or delete it right away, thinking I wrote some embarrassing stuff about her. I LOVE YOU, AMRAH ALI!!

ps – Wordpress doesn’t know how to check spelling. It’s not catching anything I did wrong. So sorry for the typos, but I’m not into typing and I’m not used to Amrah’s laptop.