I love airplane rides.

Aigoo... Blogging is much more difficult than I thought. XD

I was thinking the other day... Why do I like to travel? I like change, everyone does. But more than that, there's a beauty in the anticipation of something that's almost more wonderful than the thing itself. I usually have more fun planning a trip than during the trip. It's exhilarating to think you'll be in a different place someday soon doing new and adventurous things.

KCON 2012

Okay so I never wrote my fan account of KCON 2012 but I guess I might as well write it now even though it has been 8 months while the memory is still semi-fresh in my mind--not that I'll ever forget my first concert.

Do what you like. Love what you do.

As many of you readers may or may not know I want to teach English abroad.

Is that a challenge?

People who challenge themselves are beautiful. They strive to reach their full potential. I was always taught to give 110% in everything I do.

I love proving people wrong. By challenging myself, I learn something new and I expand my horizons.

So today, prove someone wrong and challenge yourself to do something amazing and wonderful. Plan your dreams by mapping out exactly how to get there. Tell others your plans because then you can't go back on your word. Go that extra mile and then celebrate your achievements.

I hope this will be a reminder for myself and for you every time we need a little motivation.
Inshallah. <3

Where am I?

Bismillah....
Getting lost is a specialty of mine.

Today I saw a car sticker saying "All who wander are not lost". Do you wander often? Here's a list of my 'lost' moments and I hope you can contribute your stories in the comment section below!

난 너한테 할 말이 없어*

It's sad to think people don't speak to each other anymore. As I grew up I noticed how much I like those inevitable awkward silences when talking to someone on the phone. But this is not a phone post. I don't know why this example was necessary.

Bismillah....

How to be friends with an Arab

Here is the fool-proof guide to being friends with an Arab:

don't be friends with an Arab. You will be forever confused. 

We're pretty complicated.  XD

No seriously though? Do you know any Arabs? Yes? Then you know exactly how we are. Disclaimer: this is based on my observations only. Please do not confuse culture and religion. This post will address the CULTURE of Arab-Americans through an Arab-American's eyes. It is purely written for enjoyment purposes only so... Enjoy!

Comment below if you agree or disagree with my observations. What else have you noticed? :)

Thoughts on graduating

Graduation is scary. Have you seen that movie (the name escapes me now) about a wrongly convicted murder who is accused of murdering his wife and goes to prison for life even though he's innocent? Well, one of his friends in prison works in the library. He's a really old man who spent ~60 years in prison. Eventually the prison committee decided he had done his time and released him. The poor man was terrified: the whole world had changed. He tried to commit another crime just so that they could send him back to prison. The outside world now had cars and people and technology that he wasn't used to. It's tough.

What's the point of the story? I'm graduating soon inshallah and I am scared of what's to come. I've been in school for 16 years and now I have to do something else with my life. I guess this is why people take forever to graduate: they feel safer in a school environment. And this is why students become teachers: they only know how to survive in a school environment.

Don't get me wrong I'm so excited to graduate. Alf alhamdulilah the time has finally come when I continue to learn what I choose to learn and I don't have to be tested on any nonsense information. I get a party celebrating my survival through college and university and as you all know, party = gifts+money. ^-^ chyeeeaahhh.

Change is scary and new and I really like it but there are moments when I just worry too much. It's time for me to trust Allah swt and accept that He knows what's best for me even if I don't see it.

The worst thing is paying for grad stuff (cap and gown, cords, school memorabilia, alumni packages). As if I wasn't already poor from tuition fees.

It's not easy being me

Let me tell you, it's not easy being me. And I highly doubt it's easy being you. All I know is that everyone has their own problems to deal with.

It is easy, however, to think the grass is greener on the other side. Maybe it is.  The trick is to try and be grateful for what you have before inspecting other people's grass--although I don't think it's ever right to inspect other people's lawns, that's just weird. This 'being grateful' business is something I struggle with every day. I try to remind myself to say Alhamdulilah before I complain (which apparently I do a lot of). Life is so short and I hope that I can value my semi-green grass before looking at others.

I don't remember the point of this post anymore. XD

Uhhh.... maybe say Alhamdulilah more often? Yeah, that's it. ^_^

First post~ nothing exciting

Bismillah...

So I'm starting to like this posting thing. I once started a blog but I wasn't good at social media so it failed. now that I check social media every day I think I can handle a written blog. and I have tumblr for shorter updates. (don't think I will get an official twitter but people can find me there) YouTube for videos if I'm lazy and public written posts here too. yayayayyay.