After a lot of thinking about what I wanted to be my last post for the year, I thought it would only be fair if the post was about gratitude. After all, 2015 has been extremely good to me and I cannot be more thankful for all the happiness and laughter. So, after seeing that a few other bloggers were writing down gratitude lists for the year, I decided to join them as well.
People are constantly walking in and out of your life all through out. How many times have you thought someone was going to always be there for you through thick and thin? Thought they would be by your side through life for a relatively long time? Thought they understood you the most out of everyone you knew around? Only to look back at the past and remember how different your impression once was. Unfortunately, I would say that almost everyone has had a surprising revelation that someone wasn’t who they thought they were, leading to disappointment and a lot of thinking needed be done.
This post is a lot harder for me to write than I thought because of the recent issues that I’ve been facing. As a new university student, there’s just been so much going on with me as a person and surroundings. Decisions have to be constantly made in regard to how I manage my time, energy, money, and relationships. The latter, unsurprisingly, has been the most difficult to handle and has brought me the most unease and stress. Continue reading “The Ones We Let Go of”
I’ve always been confused with being an Egyptian. I’ve never actually lived there, apart from visiting my grandparents almost every summer. I would then go back to what I call my actual home, Saudi Arabia. An Egyptian who has lived in Saudi Arabia all her life while acting rather American can be a perplexing case to live with at times. This has honestly caused me quite a large amount of confusion in regard to who I am and my identity while growing up. Sure, I am an Egyptian but I only ever thought of it as a vacation spot due to the nature and timings of my trips there and to be honest, it was usually a vacation spot I didn’t like very much.
I think I tend to puzzle the people around just as much as myself with this identity issue. When I was telling my German friend I was going to be returning home during February, she questioned what home I was referring to.
Traveling with no expectations is the first step to falling in love with a new place. I learned this first hand on a spontaneous trip to the Netherlands at the end of the last month. This was triggered by the fact that students I knew from back home (shout out to the Leopards!) were going to be there for a Model United Nations Conference. I had decided a couple of times that I would not be going but sadly, one of my roommates had just gone through an extremely bad breakup and really needed something impulsive. So, with two very heavy backpacks and coats and one broken heart, we headed off to Holland on a short weekend adventure.
Though they’re a part of you, they’re used against you every day. A weakness could be your mindset, attitude, or even appearance. A lot of us consider what we don’t like about ourselves as our failings because we believe that they’re putting us down as we go about our lives. This was all such a massive part of my life back when I was in high school when I was trying to find myself in a pool of doubtfulness.
I used to think about this during my first few weeks here in Germany when I first attended my Business English class and we were discussing how to properly give answers during an interview. Our lecturer was specifically worried about the usual dangerous “what is your greatest weakness?” question. This really had me thinking about what exactly a flaw is and how you can turn it into your favor. Continue reading “Supposedly a Weakness”
Being both socially anxious and an extrovert can be a very odd experience. Though you want to interact with others, it’s pretty unpleasant and difficult. I have experienced this myself since my middle school years. It’s almost like there’s always something I want to express or say but due to fear and constant worry, I never can.
Though I’ve gotten better at controlling all of this since then through my stand up comedy acts and public speaking in high school, it’s still constantly by my side on a daily basis. This blog is just going to be my way of dealing with my anxiety through rambling, which is something I do best.