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I just got back from Sisters' Night, the closing event for our Islamic Cultural Event on campus. I guess I did okay, apart from the epic phailure of calling a representative from Cork Mosque Women's Society sister Elena when her name is actually Charlotte, and attempted to get away with it by saying 'Sorrrieeee. ....I love yew...? *heartshaped fingers*'. Yes all this happened on stage, and yes I agree I must never emcee formal events. Or maybe never emcee again. Ever.

Wrote a short poem like 15 minutes before reciting it on stage and improvised it as I went on..lol.
Here be the poem for your amusement.


'Sometimes', by Atiq the epic fail emcee.

Sometimes it rains.
Sometimes the sun is out.
Sometimes we fail exams..
Sometimes we pass them.
And sometimes...we get first class honors.

This is life.
Sometimes we're riding the clouds,
and sometimes...we drown.

Sometimes we drown
In the deep, cold waters
of the hateful ocean.

And we need someone
to pull us down when we're
too far up the stratosphere
losing ourselves.

And we need someone
to pull us out of the water.
So we can breathe.

And for that,
I am thankful to be a Muslim.
Because no matter where you're from,
no matter what skin colour you are;
Dark
Fair
or something in between

We are sisters
And I can count on you
to be there for me
And you can count on me
to be there for you
when you need me to.

InsyaAllah.





Assalamualaikum
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