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Two and a half years of blogging and I have finally come to my last post on this website. The major changes that I previously mentioned have been completed, for the most part, which means that you can now visit my very own official website at DiaryofaMuslimGirl.Com, where I will be blogging henceforth. Unfortunately, this also means that those of you who are subscribed to this website's RSS

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Over the weekend we had a thin layer of frost on the ground, which is about the most we've gotten so far. While I am counting my blessings that I don't have to trench through knee-deep snow - YET - I kind of miss that ethereal winter-esque look that we got so used to when we spent our holidays in Quebec City last year. I took advantage of the early morning sunshine by stepping out on the porch to

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I'm a big believer in the fact that everything tastes better when it is homemade. My brother-in-law gifted us a hot chocolate-maker the last time he visited, and it wasn't until yesterday, when the temperatures finally dropped and really made it feel like the harsh winter chill had arrived in Canada, that my sister took it out and promptly put it to use. With a mixture of whole milk, melted

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Diary of a Muslim Girl is currently undergoing some major changes that will most likely be completed by the New Year, and which has, for the most part, been preoccupying me for the past two weeks. My sister is also visiting from Virginia with her son, and with my final exam date looming just around the corner, (and me getting some necessary free-time what with classes being over), all these have 

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Eid fell right in the middle of the school week this time around, so our celebrations were a little muted in comparison to other ones. "It doesn't really feel like Eid," I said to my mom from the back seat of the car as we drove to a family friend's house on Wednesday morning. I had been so used to the festive holiday falling on weekends for the past year or so that the hastiness of it being

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My brain hurts. Is it possible to use it too much? This time last year we were preparing to head off to Quebec for winter break. No such plans this year. You know what's getting old? People who are so egotistical that they need someone to deflate them. I'm so excited for this but will have to wait at least a week or two longer, Booo. I love Daylight Savings. How could you not love another hour of

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This tasty Eid gift arrived in the mail for me today from someone very special. Green apples and strawberries are my favourite. Five minutes and a full-stomach later, and I am still here licking my fingertips as I type. I am totally inspired to re-create this at home, however! Hope you all have a very tasty Eid as well. Love, Muslim Girl

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I came home early from class today only to find our real estate broker at the house providing an estimate for its value. It would be too early to say that we are even looking into moving right now -- rather, that we were simply interested. But since I am not such a huge fan of change (especially a drastic one at that), just the thought of us moving out of this wonderful home we have lived in for

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After a whirlwind week, Friday was finally my day to unwind and do everything except anything related to school. Since I had the day to myself, I spent the morning running errands for the house, and even though the rest of the day remained busy with cleaning, baking, and other mundane activities, I realized that I still found solace around our home in the simplest of things. {My favourite candles

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I'm slowly but surely getting through what is supposed to me the most grueling week of November for me, but it's safe to say that the intense hours of studying around the clock are getting a bit overwhelming. And while the sweetness from our garden has blown away with the Autumn winds, I managed to find just the last bit of summer left in this bouquet of flowers in my bedroom. Seriously,

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Diary of a Muslim Girl will be undergoing a little blogging hiatus right now as November has arrived once again, and mid-terms are getting the best of me. I'll still be updating via Twitter as often as I can, but for now, regular posting should resume within a week or two, insha'Allah. See you guys then!

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It's -4°C outside. There's frost on my car, and a portable heater in my room, which makes this one of those mornings where I don't want to leave my bed.

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One of my biggest pet peeves is when people complain about their jobs. I don't mean those occasional, aw man I had such a sucky day today, work sucks! type of complaints that happen every once in a while, but that on-going, makes-me-want-to-strangle-you type of complaint that last weeks and weeks, and months... and months... and -- well, you get the picture. Seriously, I have just one word for

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I went to a spa retreat the other day set in an all-natural oasis, where I got arguably one of the best hand exfoliation treatments in the world. Pricey stuff, indeed. First my hands were submerged into icy fresh and clear water. This special kind of water is so unique and rare that a lot of people don't have access to it around the world! It's like, A-list treatment. Good thing I had lots of

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Setting: In a group meeting in preparation for an accounting presentation. Topic of legalizing marijuana comes up.  Me: I don't know why anyone would want to do that... like, what's the purpose? Guy 1: Well alcohol is actually more damaging and attributed to more deaths and accidents than marijuana. Me: Ugh. Don't even get me started on alcohol. Both have no point. Guy 2: It's because you're

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This weekend I stuffed myself with the fluffiest homemade pancakes. EVER. Served with a healthy dose of fruits.

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I am on the executive board of a club at our school, and happen to be the only female out of the seven members, all of whom are Muslim brothers. We had our first meeting a couple weeks ago, and as I sat there watching the guys handshake and high-five and fist pump each other (or whatever it is guys do), I couldn't help but feel a slight tinge of jealousy. It seems that guys are much better at

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I got up at 6:58 this morning. Why can't I ever just let myself sleep in, ESPECIALLY considering it's a weekend? I am in the mood for turkey. Despite being in the mood for turkey, I still think Canada should have the same Thanksgiving longweekend as America. October is just way too early, people. I am currently going through a severe case of shopping withdrawal. Yesterday I asked my mom if

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Meet: Stain left from eyeliner left from guests staying in my room. Me: Totally annoyed but luckily that stays off screen. Enter: The most unusual solution to the stain problem. Upholstery cleaner for your car! Discovered thanks to my dad. Stain: Looks tiny but looks can be deceiving. Instructions: Spray a little bit of foam to completely cover the stain, wait a minute, and then scrub

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I made a summer list at the beginning of summer, and camping at Algonquin Provincial Park rounded up the number one spot. My family hadn't been there for over four years, and as someone who spent their childhood camping there every summer, my yearning to go back had reached a tipping point. We finally went there this past weekend, and it was like walking into a painting. The colours of Autumn

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"By the Dawn, And by Ten Nights, And [by] the even [number] and the odd, And by the night when it passes..." (Quran, 89:1-4). Fajr and the period of sunrise following it have got to be one of the most beautiful parts of the day for me (the other being a pitch black night with starry skies). It is such a spiritual moment in time; you wake up in the wee hours of the morning for the sole purpose

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At long last, my bedroom is ALMOST complete: {Before} {After} I have sheers up on my windows but the second lining of thicker curtains still needs to go above them, as well as the need to acquire a new bed set, and little things like paintings, full-length mirrors, and other knick knacks for my dresser and bookshelf. We already finished most of it just before the last week of Ramadan, and it was

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It's been raining nonstop for the last few days, causing it to feel more like Spring than early Fall weather. The gloomy atmosphere and cooler winds, however, are putting me in anticipation mode for the upcoming October days and Halloween, since spooky movie marathons on TV + candy are always fun. I stepped out on the porch this morning after breakfast to admire the rainy weather, and couldn't

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I was writing another blog post when I came across this. It is amazing and inspiring. Hope you guys enjoy it as much as I did. Keep in mind the magnitude of power and beauty of God's creations. Homemade Spacecraft from Luke Geissbuhler on Vimeo.[Found via Pacing the Panic Room].

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Sometimes in the middle of a hectic week, I like to take a break and pamper myself at home. After reading this the other day, I decided to buy some avocados from the grocery store and make an avocado-rich salad (kind of like what I did here), but when I had a little bit left over, an avocado face mask seemed like the perfect idea. While avocado on its own is best for dry skin, the drier parts

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