MSA Conference 2008

SubhanAllah, im still alive :D

I was diagnosed with a fever late tuesday evening. To be honest, it was brutal. I reached the climax of my fever on the weekend unfortunatly, alhumdullaih, today im doing much better. Im at the last stage of my fever, the "coughing" phase. Perhaps i'll be able to head back to work on wednesday which is when im scheduled for next. I got my mastercard to pay off :(

On Friday, I took my brother inlaw and sister out to Earls. I ordered the exact same food i ordered when i went to Earls on my birthday. My drink was fantastic as usual, the virgin Sunset on Saturn was delicously bitter for my liking. I was drained of all my energy by the late afternoom, yet i took my mother and brother to attend an evening seminar. For thoes of you that know me quite well, im bitterly honest. The seminar was quite boring lol. It was over-rated and i just couldnt quite relate to anything the speaker was talking about. Regardless, i realized that car rides are quite soothing when you're not feeling well.

On saturday i was suppose to attend 2 workshops, yet due to my health i decided to spend the morning at home. Later on, i recieved a phone call from a friend to help her out with some last-minute conference planning. I realized it was better than staying at home, and i didnt mind getting some fresh air. I left home at 3:30pm and spent about 2 hours at the mall with her, during which we spilt up cause we were pressed for time. We lost each other for about 20mins, and unfortunatly she didnt have a cell phone with her. Alhumdulliah, things turned out well in the end.

We headed out to the conference venue, the University of Winnipeg. By this time, my meds had worn off and i was really shaky. I was having trouble focus and trying to keep my thoughts clear. I mentioned to my friend I was gonna head home, yet she insisted I chill until dinner. My task at the UofW was to blow balloons. I swear, i almost passed out. During the quick 15minute meeting at the UofW, my head wouldnt stop spinning, i needed to sleep.badly. Everything dicussed at that meeting just flew right past me. Nothing made sense. I needed to go home. I needed my bed, and most importantly, i needed some advil.

We arrive at the restaurant later, to which i realized i hadnt prayed maghrib salat. i began to freak out and decided to pray just outside the restaurant, near a stairwell. My clothes were alittle dirty, but i didnt really care at that point, i've prayed in worst conditions before lol.

We're sitting around and all the others show up, i got a vip spot, right next to a speaker, but due to my health conditions, i wasnt able to enjoy the evening as much as everyone else. Halfway during dinner, i open my purse, looking for something, and i notice a small white tube, i pull it out and realize its my emergency tylenol tablets! subhanallah! it was one the happiest moments of my life lol

its werid, cause i never really noticed them before. The food was alright, the restaurant was Bangkok Thai. The valentines decorations make the place look kinda cheesy, but the building was beautiful. Me likes stones.

After we pay for our bills and leave the restaurant, i realize once again, that car rides are soothing when you're not feeling well. I wish we listened to Spice Girls in the car.

At home, i was craving some fruit cocktail. I decided to grab a can of the mixed fruit from the basement. As i get downstaires, my bones cracked. it was terrible. I wouldnt have put myself in the situation to go downstairs, except, some people thought i was "faking" my sickness.

My parents sent me to bed early. I didnt mind at all.

The next morning, i wake nice and early. After freshing up and getting ready, i ate a fantastic breakfast. I had a glass of apple juice, 2 glasses of water, 3 pancakes and 1 advil. Alhumdulliah, things were looking great. Just as im about to walk out of the house, i realize i forgot my cellphone still plugged into my phone charger, next to my bed. After grabbing that, im the last to leave the house. My bones crack again, as im welcomed by the cold outside. Thank god for another soothing car ride.

We reach the conference venue, and im craving water. My head was alittle breezy but i knew i'd be ok. I attend the first 2 lectures. I leave once to grab some tissue, and i leave again cause i get a phonecall from my parents. The lectures were very welldone.

We break for salat and lunch. Lunch was actually pretty good. I got a Veggie and Cheese wrap, poultry doesnt quite appeal to me as much as cheese does. There was also some seafood kinda wrap, but me and seafood dont quite go hand-in-hand lol.

As im walking out of the eating area, i get whisked into being a 'Greeter'. oh joy , oh joy.
Basically i sit pretty behind a table, mostly im just blowing my nose. But i give conference attendees their dinner tickets, a folder for doing some note-taking, and a complimentary pen. It was fairly quiet for the most part. But i did have some interesting, if not CREEPY people come by. For instance, the elderly man who was giving me the stare down. The group of 6 abourignal 10year olds who began begging me for money. To be bitterly honest, i was freaked out of my mind. i kicked my bag under the table and prayed they wouldnt notice the donation box which was for money sitting infront of them.

However, it wasnt all too bad sitting behind that table. I downloaded FreeCell, Solitare, and Crash Bandicoot racing onto my cell phone. There were some youngsters who were suppose to be in the conference lecture but were wandering around the campus. I decided to give them a good yelling, to which they silently were escorted into the lecture.

Finally, it was breaktime for asr salat. I thought my Greeter duty was over. But i thought wrong. I had to stick around for abit more, my brother inlaw took over for me. I attended the last lecture and it was GREAT! I cried in that lecture, but it was good type of cry. No, it was more like a cry that said "my-meds-have-worn-off-i-want-to-be-at-home-now"

I had to leave the session to grab some tissue from the bathroom, and to give my hands a good washing. They felt really dirty for some reason. I came back, and notice how the comments near the end were really repetitive.

As im heading out to pray maghrib, i get REALLY REALLY shaky. I needed to be at home, in my bed. After the prayer, im walking back up the stair, and get stopped by an uncle asking me if im ok, even one of the speakers at the conference approached me too. By the time im standing outside the eating hall, tears are streaming down my face, and i cant control it this time. I asked my mom if we could skip dinner and just go home. My sister insisted i was faking.

Sitting through dinner was painful. So was standing in the food line. My other sister realized i was gonna fall apart soon, so she sent me back to our table and offered to bring me a plate of my food. It was great to hear that from her. I eat quickley, and halfway through, tears spring out of my eyes. It was unintentional, so i try to get rid of them quickley.

After a bitter ending at the conference with some....people, i was quite happy when i arrived home. I collapsed on my bedroom floor. Mom brought me my meds, dad gave me my apple juice, iman put away my laundry and got my bed ready. After praying isha, i was forced to go to sleep. Ididnt mind at all. I got into bed, and cried all over again. It really was a good cry. I fall asleep for a few mintues, and wake up again. My laptop is calling so i decided to just do my daily run-through on the internet. After falling asleep through a convo with a friend on msn, i wake up use the washroom. While im trying to blow my nose, i get all frustrated with my nose ring. I decided to take the risk and pull it out. It felt AMAZING to blow my nose without that nose ring in the way lol.

I get back in bed, but i cant sleep. I doze off for few minutes, but its 1:30am, and i hear some noises. I decided to run to the kitchen to grab a fresh glass of water. Just as im heading back to my room, my sister and brother inlaw arrive home. Im too tired to welcome them back lol.

At fajr time, i fall asleep while im making dua. My dad sees me asleep, while im sitting and tries to get me back in my own bed. Im a deep sleeper so i awake afew hours later on the couch lol. Puzzeled, i head back to my room and embrace loveliness of my limegreen walls. I sleep and wake up at 3pm

its time for maghrib now.

-taibah out.