Friday Night Lights!

Hey yaars,

Hope all is well. Tonight was a good night I must say. After doing some school work had to pick up the moms and drop of the bro at his job. Right before we left I mentioned that I would be going out with friends, to which the moms responed with a "You're making this a weekly thing now eh?!? You're out of my hands now...". Loosely translated from Urdu, the intent was to make me feel guilty, as I would not be vacuuming the house (I am tomorrow!). When I tried helping her sort out laundry minutes before leaving, I got a "Go and party with your friends" right in my face. Ouch!

I managed to head out of the house at 7:14, reaching Madison's at 7:46 (I timed this just to kill the time on the train.). Upon arrival, I saw no-one outside, and decided to wait for a bit. Fifteen minutes later, Derek shows, and he leads a reluctant me inside (I wanted to wait for the others). Of course the second we get there, I find Cedric, Jamie, Peter and Stacy (Cedric's friends). I'm glad I didn't wait outside for too long, I would have felt like a bell-end!

So we eat, have good times, and chat. After having great conversation with Derek over the years at Gate 9, this year was a bit odd as I was at the other end at the Inside Window. Tonight I truly realized how much I miss his company. He always has something funny to say, is insightful, and I respect him much the same way I would an elder brother. Tonight he once again managed to give me the great advice/motivation I needed. If anything, HE should have a blog!

As the night progressed, I was taught the fine art of "bird-watching". Only now do I realize how naive and relatively innocent I am. Not to say I'm a saint, I just have a lack of knowledge on many of these things! In the midst of my learning-process, I managed to blurt out the whole cultural difference/arranged marriage thing. And to let you all know, here are things that I want in a wife (not that I'm looking right now, this is strictly conjecture):

a) No Fat Chicks (I MUST be the heavier one of the too!)

b) Decent cook (My mom's spoiled me on this one)

c) Not a huge sports fan (who's going to cook while I watch the game?!? :P)

d) Not extremely religious
(I don't want a burkha-dressed ninja wannabe. My mom never wore one, so neither should my wife)

e) Not a relative of mine
(Yes, Muslims can marry first cousins. But that doesn't mean I'm going to. I've seen all the cousins my age, and let's just say they ain't my cup of tea).

Now additions/subtractions will occur to the list from time to time. So anybody reading out there must give me the odd tip. For any of the ladies reading this (I'm blushing if you are), it's all in jest, as I do realize I'm no pick-of-the litter. Then again I have been called good looking TWICE this week by different people, so watch out...