It's the Ram'dan Countdown! - Day 23

Bismillah, in the name of Allah

Suhoor: included a cereal bar, a few spare gingerbread men, a found and stolen packet of Cadbury's chocolate clusters, lots of water and dates. I started a date fan club a few years ago, I wonder if I could revive that membership? Who's with me? you'll receive a date fan club badge, monthly newsletter and prize draws of trips to date-land and date treasure hunt! -proudly shows off badge-

I spent most of the day finishing wrapping parcels. There were several hundred altogether. I'm also avoiding my University tutor who rings me for my feedback on the Science course I just completed, and what I want to do next. I'm supposed to be "smart" and pass all my sciencey work, then go onto something spectacular like International Studies, or Molecular Science. But I want to be a cupcake shop owner. Why isn't there a degree in that? Or climbing trees?

Iftar - I had rice, peach juice and ate a whole can of tuna. I know, I'm weird like that.

Irrationally, I and my sister stayed awake till suhoor (4am) working in the converted garage. She worked on her fashion/product designs, I fumbled through lists. The garage is partitioned and was converted to a study room; I also worked on a fundraising idea and blogged and organised the room, and began the final-last batch of Eidmas cards to post to Englanders.

I had also made my last batch of gingerbread men; somehow I misplaced around 50 addresses and needed more hot men to tickle recipients' taste buds. I iced these men, drew on little ":O" faces and buttons. They were wrapped in cellophane and will be shipped tomorrow insha'Allah!

People I know are murmuring of how fast Ramadan is going. Subhan'allah it is. I remark on how 'fast' time seems to pass and it is a sign of Allah's complexity. Seconds tick us closer to our ends but it's not alarming enough to urge us to action. I for one am stricken with sloth, pretty much the least working and effort-putting person I have met, but the words of Malcolm X - Shabazz, whom I adore and make dua for - resonate to move me: Man has little respect for time, and there is little respect for a man who does not wear a watch. I'm watching each hour now and ensuring I'm being more pro-active, completing chores and actualizing ideas each day rather than hoping some hero in a white 'thobe' will do it.

It's the final countdown to the end. A week left of peace without devils and then it's over. USE YOUR TIME WELL! Comment too, I'd like to know what different Muslimness things you did.

Zaufishan ★ covered in sellotape and labels and stars