A need of expressing myself and a small identity crisis with a hint of wanting my voice to reach others. One of the best decisions I’ve made to be honest. – Basant She, FAQs.
I begun my blogging journey for many, many reasons. I was a new university student studying abroad in an environment polar opposite to home. Even worse than that, I was genuinely bored. Bored of my comfortable surroundings. Bored of not having a channel of expression. After fully settling in and figuring out everything about this new environment, I noticed that I had nothing to work towards, like a high school club I was extremely passionate about. A bored state can be a dangerous thing but I actually believe this to be the aspect of my life at the time that caused me to want to pursue writing the most. My general disinterest to my surroundings brought me into a whole new world of writing. A little universe where I’m completely in control. A place I could bare my whole soul in writing.
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I really savour writing about my travels on my blog, it’s like clasping a memory very tightly and having the ability to release it along with a sparkle of nostalgia whenever I please. That being said, I’ve been extremely sentimental recently about a specific trip I had about a year ago. At the end of March last year back in high school, several students with chaperons and I headed out to Dublin, Ireland to represent our school at a Model United Nations conference. It’s by far one of my favorite weeks ever and I constantly remember it with a smile. I just knew I was going to have a wonderful time in Ireland when I had an entire conversation with the Irish Customs Man and he said: “So, you’re going to solve the world’s problems, eh? You go girl!”
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Blessings and Hilarity Ensue
My anxiety over the course of the last semester really had me clinging to my comfort zone in many ways. I spent most of it in my cozy room, happy with the constant peace. Shortly after, my serenity was put to a quick halt, causing me to realize I was using it as a shield and not experiencing enough of the world around me. It’s funny, I’m quite different than the person I was upon my arrival to Germany, it’s lovely how pushing yourself can really change everything.
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I still recall a lost me wandering through a huge crowd outside my school back in kindergarten. As a tiny child, roaming through the school population was a pretty easy task at the time. After finding my neighbors in the large assembly point and heading home that day, school was canceled for the rest of the semester. Of course, back then I didn’t know the reason everyone was outside in panic, usually as a kid you go with the flow. The reason for this dismay was a bomb threat. Continue reading “Terror”
This is part of a blogging event I created called My Monthly Memories with the initiative of allowing bloggers to document their lives over the course of a long time. I hope you consider participating yourself, several have already partaken last month and have told me it’s been great! If you’re interested, please check the instructions here.
February has been good to me. It was lovely having a break after my first semester finals and having some breathing space after a long five months. Birthday celebrations, a Holi Festival, familiar faces of the past, and binge watching The Office while having an actual office job made for a pretty incredible month.
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The reason I went to Germany for university? A question I’m asked a lot, one with a very simple answer: I needed to experience something new, I needed adventure. The following is a summary of my entire first semester broken up in months. Enjoy!
After several issues with my visa and finally making it to Germany considerably late (a month and a half), my backpack didn’t seem that heavy while skipping out of the airport in Dusseldorf. It was all new, the Rhine river, the beautiful golden and scarlet of the fall trees surrounding the road. I was so ecstatic. It was the new place I was to call home, the place I could finally be independent in. It goes without saying that it was a pretty big adjustment, coming from Saudi but regardless, this was the start of my five months away from home.
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