Lottery…

Day 12

There is a lot I would do if I won the lottery. Here is a list of stuff I would do:

  1. I would pay off all of my student loans. Kind of sad right?
  2. I would travel to all the places I’ve always wanted to visit (Like Greece, Spain, Paris, London, Turkey…etc).
  3. Donate to charity obviously.
  4. Buy a house – with a pool – by the beach.
  5.  And invest the fuck out of it.
    … I thought this list would be longer.

What would you do?

 

 

 

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All or Nothing

Day 11: Most Proud Moment-many days late.

This took me a long time to really think of. I didn’t know where to start or how to really express myself when it comes to being proud of someone or myself.

I was on a train leaving Rome with family when I received the email. I had found out that I was admitted into graduate school to complete my Masters. I felt so much joy and so much turmoil all at once.

I was excited to be continuing my education and pursuing my dream to teach at a college or university level. Yet in that same exact moment, I felt like I didn’t deserve to be there. The impostor syndrome started kicking in before I even began.

I was told to be proud of myself but I wasn’t and ti sat with me for while.

A few days later, I attended my uncle’s PhD. thesis defense.He had spoken a lot about his work and his research and what he hoped to achieve in the future.In many ways, he is my role model, the person who encourages me  the most, who still does.  It was not until a room full of people clapped and cheered for him when he received his doctorate that it dawned on me.

I didn’t feel proud of myself because I was too busy being proud of him.

My most proud moment is not my own, not yet. But it will be.

Ink Me

Day 9:Piercings and Tattoos?

I currently have my top left cartilage and  ears pierced once. Oddly, people are often surprised when I tell them I want to get my tongue and eyebrow pierced. I don’t understand why though, people do it all the time. I’ve contemplated these for a while now and I think when the time comes, I’ll finally stop chickening out and do it.

As for tattoos, I have none. But, I’m an email back from a tattoo parlor away from booking the appointment. Like many places, they’re busy. I’ve decided on a small, wispy, quill tattoo dipped in ink, spattered with color.

As someone who likes to draw, paint and write, I feel like this is appropriate. Needless to say, it has meaning.

 

Look at this photograph

Day 8: An old photo of me.

There’s something about searching through old photographs that bring me a lot of memories. For me, photographs are like books. You collect them over the years, capture memories and beautiful moments and the hardest thing becomes letting go.

Do you keep the ones of people you don’t talk to anymore? What about people you hate? What about those awful ones your parent/sibling/whoever took of you when you looked like a zombie or monster? What about….(shall I go on?)

I had a hard time choosing just one and I might make a later post with some of my favorites, but for now, I’m choosing to share the one that in some ways still defines me today (my feature photo if you’re wondering).

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Most things/people are bigger, taller and take up more space than I do.

I still like Legos – I basically play the online kind.

(They can also be my building blocks to success – never linear and always a work in progress)

Though I was probably forced to wear that skirt, I don’t mind them now that I am older.

Who doesn’t want a giant stuffed animal?

And for an added bonus, here’s a closeup of my cuteness.

 

Are you a foodie?

Blogging Day 7: 10 favorite foods.

Can I call myself a food connoisseur? Or should I just tell people that I enjoy long romantic walks to the fridge?

Though simple, this was a lot harder than I thought it would be.

I’m #sorrynotsorry if this makes you hungry.

Also, this list is in no particular order.

  1. Cheesecake.
  2. Sushi.
  3. Salads (like Greek and Mediterranean).
  4. Soups (like Italian wedding).
  5. Baked fries.
  6. Ice cream/Gelato/Sorbet.
  7. Pumpkin pie (or pie in general).
  8. Chocolate Mousse Cake (Yass).
  9. Eclairs.
  10. Pita Chips and humus with it.
  11. Veggies straight up.
  12. Soft Cookies and fucking ginger snaps and chocolate.
  13. Most if not all Lebanese dishes.
  14. Popcorn.
  15. Fruit. Period.
  16. Spicy everything.
  17. Authentic Asian Cuisine (all kinds).
  18. Calamari.
  19. Grilled Cheese.
  20. Nuts in general.
  21. Seafood.
  22. Peanut Butter – White chocolate peanut butter.
  23. Nutella
  24. Seasame Snaps.

I couldn’t stop at ten but I’m ending now ’cause I’m hungry. So, I’m going to go get a snack.

 

 

 

I can’t get enough

Day 5: Not so Guilty Pleasures.

I find myself conflicted when someone asks me what my guilty pleasure is. Why should I feel guilty if I take pleasure in watching a show or listening to music or reading non-conventional literature? Why should I feel guilty for anything I like?

Someone once told me that a guilty pleasure was something I felt embarrassed about admitting that I liked rather than something I felt ‘guilty’ about. I wasn’t sure how to respond to them.

I’d  much rather list things I actually take pleasure in (that others may consider guilty, but I see it otherwise):

  1. Drinking coffee in excess.
  2. Listening to boy bands.
  3. Reading and writing fan-fiction.
  4. Chocolate, chocolate and more chocolate.
  5. Watching family movies.
  6. Wearing makeup every day.
  7. Taking naps.
  8. Playing addictive online games.
  9. Shameless flirting.
  10. Dipping french fries in ice cream.

Do you have a guilty pleasure?

Blast from the Past

Day 4: Memories

My earliest childhood memory dates back to my very first trip outside the country. I was four and we were visiting Lebanon. If you are unfamiliar, Lebanon is a small country located east of the Mediterranean sea. Did you know that Lebanon is the only country in the Middle East without a desert? Well now you know. 

We were hiking through Saninne. The trail surrounded by beautiful foliage, and mountains  left and right, the air was cool and calming. There was even snow at the very peeks. It was not very long before we reached our resting spot. I was surrounded by my mom, aunt, uncles, and cousins. Most of us kids really wanted to play games. We were enjoying the fresh air, the view and the family time. Despite being hungry food wasn’t our prioriy, hanging out together was. As the younger members of the family played ball, the older members prepped the barbecue and set the table. 

Yes I said barbecue, ’cause you know we carry those around everywhere.

After the meal, I remember distinctly how my mom carried over a watermelon to some running water that seeped through a crack in the mountain. She was aware of how cold the water was and the logic behind letting it soak the melon was to cool it. Needless to say, this water was so cold, it split the juicy melon in half. If I hadn’t seen it happen, I swear the thing looked like it had been smashed open with a hammer.

Best day ever.