Dear Nostalgia.

I was rummaging through the basement today looking for something in particular when I found my old pair of roller blades. Like the giant kid that I am, I put them on and was ecstatic that they still fit. Needless to say, I was ready to break those babies out.

I drove out to the bike path (because pothole city wasn’t a trip I wanted to go to), threw those bad boys on, and started skating. I was a little wobbly at first but I quickly regained my balance. I found myself enjoying the outdoors and the constant stop and go. After about twenty minutes I started to get tired. What? It’s been a while and they take getting use to… don’t judge me.

As I was heading back to my car, I was caught off balance and fell flat on my butt. I caught myself laughing because frankly, it’s pretty funny. However, my ego was a little bruised… when a freken hot guy pulls up next to me on his bicycle and asks me if I’m okay. He literally watched me fall on my butt.

And why did he have to be hot?

Anyways, I had my fun today and it’s probably something I would do again, and again until I’m too exhausted to move.



Life and Blog Updates

Dear Amazing Followers,

Here’s why I haven’t been posting as often as usual:

  • I’ve been away for a few months and the internet there was very spotty.
  • I was visiting family and touring Lebanon.
  • I was having an amazing time and by the end, I didn’t want leave.
  • I found myself struggling to write despite the fact that I had so much to tell you about.
  • I’ve been thinking about my blog and the more I think about it the more I realize that I haven’t quite found my niche yet.
  • I’m all over the place and I feel like I need to focus on one thing but there’s so much I’m interested in

I have a few questions for you and I hope you can help.

  • How do you deal with this kind of thing?
  • What do you to focus your writing?
  • Is it just me or have you experienced this before?

Kenfyoozd Bee


Dear Fifth Grade Teacher,

You should have lost your licence to teach years before I entered your classroom – bitter old witch. I hated you, I hated going to school because of you. You clearly had no interest in teaching young children so why did you even bother? Oh wait… you had your favorites. Those who weren’t one of them, like me for instance knew who you liked best.

You liked the kids who had a strong sense of self, who were outspoken, who participated often and ignored those who lacked the confidence they needed. I never understood why you were the way you were. You helped and encouraged them and ignored or belittled so many others.

So much so that you yelled and screamed about stuff that wasn’t even our (my) fault. You wondered why you had so many complaints from parents and students. You had troubles in your life and you let it out on your students. That’s wrong on so many levels. I don’t think you ever understood that – even after you got fired for being such a horrible human.

I don’t know where you are today, what you’re doing, or even if you’re still alive. There’s something I’d like you to know. You made me cry, you forced me into extremely uncomfortable situations by singling me out, you pushed me down instead of helping me up, and worst of all you unconsciously tried to destroy any sense of self I had when I was in your class – and you tried to play the innocent card.

I wish I could face you and tell you all of this right to your face. Just to see your reaction. I wish you could see me now though. I wish you could see me flourish in ways that you couldn’t possibly imagine. I wish you could see that quiet girl (me) break down every mean, backhanded comment you have ever made about me. I wish you could see the confident, intellectual, bad-ass that I have become.

I’m all Grown Up

What I like about Me

3 Personality Traits I am Proud Of

I am proud of who I am and what I have become in many ways, these are just a few.


  • Ever since I began university, I knew that I wanted to be a doctor. At first, I was set on going to medical school. But, science and math were not my strongest of subjects. That didn’t deter me from achieving my dreams though. I took a bunch of arts and social science courses and that was found my calling in English and Feminist studies.I realized I wanted to teach at a college or university level. I could still be a doctor, just not the medical kind. Between the long hours at work, the time spent in class, staying up to odd hours in the night, waking up early, breaking down crying once or twice a week for various reasons… Needless to say, I worked my ass off to be where I am today. I have applied to various schools and am an acceptance letter away from that ‘Dr.’ prefix. I’m ambitious because I work hard, dream big and aim to succeed.


  • Sometimes I think I care too much. Way more than I should anyway. No, I don’t care about what people think of me, I care about other people. I’ve always been a sensitive person growing up, I still am in many ways… just not as much as I used to be. Adulting gives you thicker skin I guess. Anyways, ever since I declared myself to be a feminist I’ve noticed that I have become more and more aware and understanding of the feelings of another. I sympathize with their pain and try to be as compassionate as possible.


  • Do I really need to describe this? Seriously?

Comfort Food

Since I forgot to post yesterday, I decided to do so twice today.

As you might or might not know, I’m a big foodie. I enjoy cooking, especially for other people. It’s no fun to eat alone, but you know, sometimes we have to.

My mom has this saying in Arabic when it comes to food (it translates funny but essentially here it is: “some people have the breath for cooking”. What she means is that some people are just natural at it.

But really though, I like variety in my life, especially when it comes to food.  

Here is a list of my favorite comfort foods (in no particular order):

  1. Chocolate
  2. Mac and Cheese
  3. Chicken Noodle Soup
  4. Cheddar Buttermilk Biscuits (like the ones you get at Red Lobster)
  5. Deep Fried Cauliflower
  6. Chili
  7. Mashed Potatoes
  8. Baked Potato Wedges
  9. Cheesecake
  10. Pie in General
  11. Cinnamon Rolls
  12. Strawberry Tart
  13. Pasta in General
  14. Carrot Cake
  15. Cookies in General
  16. Peanut Butter
  17. Waffles
  18. Soup in General
  19. Grilled Cheese
  20. Ice Cream
  21. Brownies
  22. Multi-Layer Spinach Dip
  23. Pita Chips
  24. Nanaimo Bars
  25. Perogies
  26. Tabouli
  27. Hummus
  28. Poutine
  29. Cheesy-Garlic Bread
  30. Pizza
  31. Popcorn
  32. Ice Cream
  33. Baklava
  34. Petit Fours
  35. Chips
  36. Falafels
  37. Pekoras
  38. Stuffed Grape leaves
  39. Barbecued Foods
  40. Fresh Veggies
  41. Fresh Fruit
  42. Kibbeh
  43. Sambousek
  44. Makanek (spicy sausage)
  45. Anything I’m Craving that Makes me Comfortable.

What are your comfort foods?


Worst Habits (in no particular order)

We all have ’em right?

  1. This is in list form because I’m lazy (so I guess that’s habit number one).
  2. I run on ‘Arab time’ (If you’re unfamiliar, it means I’m often but not always late).
  3. I never get enough sleep (or rather, it’s rare when I do).
  4. I spend way too much time looking at a screen (I’m surprised I don’t need glasses).
  5. Poor as fuck posture (I sit on my ass all day hunched over my laptop).
  6. I don’t workout as much as I would like to.
  7. I don’t deal well with stress.
  8. I drink too much caffeinated stuff in general (if that’s a thing) – coffee and tea mostly.
  9. I have a tendency to skip breakfast.
  10. Emotional Eating (boredom).
  12. I get distracted easily (by the internet) and end up wasting time rather than getting things I need to get done, done (like posting this for example instead of you know, going to bed).
  13. I’m terrible at removing distractions/time-wasters.
  14. Not having a work routine.
  15. I’m overloaded with opinions/information (so I tend to lose track of ideas quickly).
  16. I’m indecisive.
  17. I ‘wait’  for the ‘right’ time to work (Inspiration or whatever).
  18. Online shopping (need I say more?).
  19. When I’m nervous I twirl/pull my hair, pick at my skin, or fidget with whatever item I am holding.
  20. I tend to unintentionally space out sometimes.
  21. Swearing in public (but who doesn’t these days?).
  22. Daydreaming.

What are some of your worst habits?

My Favorite Things

What always makes me feel better?

Well isn’t that a loaded question. Sort of – Not really. There are a lot of things that make me feel better; it depends on the situation and what I feel like doing at the time. For instance, sometimes I clean to de-stress so that makes me feel better. Doing my makeup is therapeutic, so is drawing and painting and writing, and jogging. Sometimes I take naps, just cause. These are just a few of my favorite things.

*Insert Appropriate Sound of Music Reference Here*

I had to. #sorrynotsorry

Just so you know, I hummed the tune of this song the entire time I was editing these lyrics.  Mind you, The Sound of Music is also one of my favorite movies…
So here you are: mostly re-written lyrics (it was a lot harder than I thought it would be).

Chocolate on cheesecake
And Makeup and brushes
Bright colored dresses and warm tender touches
Soaring up high like a bird with wings
These are a few of my favorite things

Good shows on Netflix and hiking on mountains
Perfume and glitter
And wishes in fountains
Books on the shelves and playing on swings
These are a few of my favorite things

Swimming in oceans on hot summer days
Hunting for treasure and driving down highways
Indulging in food and glamorous rings
These are a few of my favorite things

When the dog bites
When a bee stings
When I’m feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don’t feel so bad

Chocolate on cheesecake and makeup and brushes
Bright colored dresses and warm tender touches
Soaring up high like a bird with wings
These are a few of my favorite things

Good shows on Netflix and hiking on mountains
Perfume and glitter and wishes in fountains
Books on the shelves and playing on swings
These are a few of my favorite things

Swimming in oceans on hot summer days
Hunting for treasure and driving down highways
Indulging in food and glamorous rings
These are a few of my favorite things