"khutbah time" cont.

assalaamu alaikum

anyways, after the prayer i left the place. btw, the place is actually a car dealership with a musallah in the back. my teacher is the imam there, and i don't know if he owns or works at the dealership, but he's definitely in charge or whatever. i went to his house once for class (yes all the way to VA, 70 miles) and then dinner, and then we went to the dealership to check out the cars and pray and stuff, and we ended up playing cricket in the backroom. i came to find out those guys play cricket from maghrib to isha every single day at the dealership. chill job. anyways, that trip deserves a post in its own.

so i left the place, got stuck in traffic on the way back, was starving, so i stopped by pizzaroma, told a friend to meet me up there. met some heads from the area over there, chilled and left.

fast forward an hour or two, and we're running around trying to look for a showing of pirates of the caribbean that is NOT sold out. everywhere we went, it was sold out. EXCEPT, security square mall, right next to my house, and you KNOW how bad a place sucks if every real theater is sold out, but this place wasn't even half full. either way, i gotta go see it again, cuz i didn't see the ending. i had no idea how long that movie was going on for, and when there was 5 minutes left in the movie, i thought there was at LEAST 30 minutes left, so i looked down at the time and was like, ohhh snap, cuz maghrib time was almost over. so i went outside the theaters, prayed, and by the time i got back in, the movie was over. so i haven't seen the ending.

then i came home, ready for a basketball all nighter as is usual on fridays. but as soon as i walked into the house, i was getting a lecture on how my phone never rings and i don't tell anybody where i'm going or where i am the entire day, and how nobody knew if i was even alive. which perplexed me because every friday, i'm out the entire day and don't come home till like 2:30 AM and nobody worries, and then i was made to realize that i had gone to VIRGINIA in the morning, and never reported back AFTER THAT, which i totally forgot about by the way, but that is why my parents were so pissed.

so i ended up NOT being able to play ball, and went to the gym and just watched, assuring everybody that i could play after 12AM because at that time, technically, the "you're not gonna play basketball TODAY" rule would expire. by the time 12 o clock rolled in though, i still had no shoes and half the people left and i didn't even feel like playing forreal. so that was my half-eventful friday.

alhamdulillahi Rabbil Aalameen.

PS: I DON'T KNOW WHY THE FONT IS ACTING WEIRD. first it was black and pretty much invisible, so i had to take paragraph by paragraph and make it a different color. friggin blogger.com...