My Islam Journal

Everything is wrong, but no one seems to notice. Maybe they suspect, but they don’t ask. No matter how loud my screams become, nobody pauses and listens to the words. It’s hopeless. This life, this fantasy, this dream. The thought that maybe someday I’ll be okay. That maybe someday I’ll feel happy. It’s dangerous. It’s treacherous. It’s disappointing. My heart knows I’ll never be the same. But my mind thinks perhaps it could happen. What if one day I meet someone who understands and helps me? I doubt…

place call Chicago where everybody is moving all the time. Chicago can offer you a lot of opportunities, but unfortunately death is one of those opportunities. With guns, drugs, and gangs surrounding the city I experience the most intense situation of my life. It was a life changer that woke me up, and force me to realize that anything can happen to anyone at any time and no one is untouchable. It's a memory that will forever be a part of me no matter how hard I try to forget it. It was 2008 I was…

The music in my Wordle reflects well the type of music I like as I think they show my varied interests. I don’t really listen to any local music which is sometimes something of a regret. While I was attending a wedding there was an amazing jazz singer there. I thought her music was just outstanding. But I forgot to get her name and now I can’t find any music by her. Another time I was at a restaurant and there was a great Jazz band there. But again I forgot to get any names and when I thought…

In my Diet Journal, I recorded all the food I ate over the weekend with the best accuracy I could attempt to do. But one of the factors that made my food diary inaccurate was that I couldn’t find every detail and percentage of fat, carbohydrates, and proteins in everything I ate. Also, all of the amounts and servings were approximations, not exact amounts. I was able to record everything I ate, but accuracy may have been affected by estimations and sources. The calorie intake I had over the three…

The expansive of Islam is my historical subject that interests me. I want to learn, explore, discover and understand more about the Islam and Muslim traditions. I believe that there is so much that people can learn the Islam’s culture. I was so interested about the subject that I decided to read a book based on it to learn more about this wonderful religion Islam. According to the book,.................................................... , the author discusses about the Islam’s traditions. The author…

Monday, she didn't hear me My girlfriend and I were walking down to West Cliff, sharing a conversation and each others company. Walking side by side and making occasional turns to each other to exchange eye contact and non-verbal communications. I stepped in front to avoid running into a bush. Now in front, I proceeded to finish my sentence, with my body and head facing forward. She only heard a mumble, and commented, “What was that, Mr. Mumbles?’ To this comment I turned and repeated myself properly…

A day in my life Victoria A. Solis SOCI111, American Military University 16 February, 2012 Daily Journal I woke up at 5.00am this morning after a decent rest. I felt energetic because I slept early yesterday at around 9pm. I jumped out of bed and tidied my room saving time for my morning jog. Later I went down stairs and found mum already up and watching her favorite morning sermon on television. I greeted her and asked for my brother: he was still asleep; he is not as hardworking as I…

were to choose one person in my life that had the most influence or impact on who I am today, I would say it was my dad. Ruth E. Renkel once said, “Sometimes the poorest man leaves his children the richest inheritance.” That is evident in the woman I have become from the little girl that my dad raised. With his patient teaching manner and “You can do it!” mentality, my dad is the person who has most inspired me. He was my greatest teacher, my biggest supporter, my best friend, and I would not be…

When I think of my sense of place, I am brought to a feeling that is seemingly unshakable. I don’t seem to fit right in the designated holes. Growing up my family and I moved around so often that I became an introvert. I did not want friends if I was going to never see them again in several months’ time. Having a friend seems to become more of a luxury than a necessity of any sort; they were optional in my life. Another feeling that forces me to hold its ugly green hand is envy. Like hideous costume…

right now is some heat. I’m not worried though. I can make the money back and staying silent is my specialty. 1 January 1931 A year has passed and magazines have started printing some stuff how this decade will be “fraught with contradictions” (Popular Culture During the Great Depression 1), whatever that means. But I disagree. I plan to consistently gain money every year for the rest of my life. That isn’t to say if I made more than average I would be unhappy. In fact, I would be slap-happy…