Me and my aunt in Beita, Palestine. Taken 2 years ago.
Monthly Archives: June 2011
Naturally it would have to be where I spend every single week day, since the alternative for the weekend would be another picture of my bedroom:
I would say I’d like to change the way I look, be thinner, I still need to loose another 8 kilos and I’ve been stuck on the same weight for 2 years now, but I guess everyone wants to change THAT.
I think that one thing I would love to change are the idiots of the world…get rid of them maybe…or just banish them to a desert island..or just hope that I never have to interact with a true idiot…good luck with that especially since I live in a country full of them.
There are days I feel like:
But always remember:
How does one classify a favorite book? Is it one they’ve read over and over again, or is it one they couldn’t put down until they finished reading the whole thing, or maybe it’s just a book they enjoyed reading from start to finish..
I’ve read so many books over the years and to tell the truth I’m finding it hard to choose which one is my favorite, so maybe I’ll stick to the first book I fell in love with:
Being more social in real life and not just online. I suck at making friends in real life, I’m also shy, I like to avoid any kind of conflict, and would rather spend time on my own.
The thing I hate the most is to be let down..even politely, if I’m told “no, I’m too busy” or any other excuse enough times by someone I just give up and stop asking or inviting them to hang out with me and just go out on my own wherever I want.
It has me thinking that maybe it’s not that they’re too busy, maybe they just don’t want to hang out with me, especially when their first answer was yes then 15 mins later they tell you they can’t hang out anymore for whatever reason, or when they miraculously find time to hang out with other people without any excuses.
I’m one of those people who tries their best to make time for friends, when a friend comes into town for a few weeks, I make sure I have enough extra hours at work so that I can get away early or come in late because I know they’ll want to hang out, go out for breakfast in the mornings, or just go out a for coffee all on short notice.
And you know what..it’s not as bad or as boring as you think it is when you just go out and have breakfast at Bakehouse or have a coffee at Second Cup alone.
Ever since watching the miniseries IT and then reading the Stephen King novel which was so much scarier than the series itself, clowns just creep me out. Sometimes I long for the days where clowns made me laugh and smile, where they didn’t say, “Do you want a balloon, they float.”
So do you want a balloon?