Too Much Reading Was Never A Problem

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     The moment you start reading a lot, is the moment you start to be afraid of yourself. You read books about controlling emotions, books about living in the moment and books to accept who you are as you are and so forth. By time you notice yourself practicing skills you never thought you would, you see yourself very dedicated to ensure healthy thinking and not rushing through what might happen in the future because no one knows what is going to happen. You notice yourself puling yourself back to today, when you notice being afraid and emotional about things that will happen tomorrow, you remember that whatever you're feeling right now, whether you feel like crying or anxious, is eventually forced on yourself by yourself. You shiver to the thought of harming yourself, but you happen to be the one doing so with your thinking. Keep it to the day when it comes to calm yourself, but then what happens when that day has come? You can't help but give in to reality and accept your reactions and the harshness of life, somethings are always against our wills, there is nothing we can possibly do about them but respect the flow of time and that only time will heal.

     Little did I know that I would be the one practicing all that, and eventually respecting that only time will heal, will it though?

     Yes, it will because you feel it will and because you believe it will. The day where you look back at your current self will come and you will feel proud of how you mastered the strength to accept reality and move on.

    Appreciating the journey to where ever it plans to take me.

Acceptance, Difference, and Change

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    There's a universal fact that makes us similar, and a universal thought that makes us different in a sense that's quite impressive. Us, humans or people which ever you prefer to use, are descendants of the same parents, yet we come in different colours and different places with different beliefs. Believe it or not, our beliefs are what's making us different. Imagine going on a trip around the world, the best part of that journey will be you experiencing different cultures, seeing different places and exploring different beliefs. Wanting to know what other people's beliefs are is out of respect for them because you would want to know what is alright and what is not in terms of clothing's, gestures and so forth.

    Regardless of us being different individuals in many aspects, we still have that one point that makes most of us similar, we care about one another. Not in any weird or odd point that is, we're considering the relative aspect of "caring" and that is when your parents point out a con you should maybe try and work on changing, or a beautiful trait you should work on keeping and developing. As humans, it is of our very natural feelings to like someone saying good phrases about us, it's how we are, we simply like being praised, like being in the spotlight every once in a while. On the contrary, we do not really like being told that something we do is not really polite and in better terms, not right. That is where you should pay very good attention because not everyone is going to do that to you, though everyone is going to praise you even with the slightest gesture you do. It is the people that do not praise you and point out that there's something you should work on changing are the ones that you should keep close and respect that most because they are the ones that care.

    When it comes to being pointed out, you fall into deep thoughts of conflict, "how can that be disrespectful?" or thinking something like "but what did I do wrong?". Well this is where others come into the picture, it was proven that people by nature see themselves as semi-perfect people and everything they do is right and fits the picture, they also happen to consider others that do not think like them and do not agree to what they have to say as being "aliens" for a better example. Well, that's basically the reason we're different. The people that care the most about you are the ones that are going to tell you about that one thing you should maybe try and not do, or maybe try to avoid saying to others, although you find absolutely no problem with but others actually help you point out the flaws that will make you a better person. Maybe you should work on changing the way you react to things, that could sound odd but maybe you're reacting in a way that makes it look like a war just broke out, and that implies "overreacting" in a sense. Maybe you should work on becoming a better listener to other and not just want to be the one talking and force others to listen to you. You see if you look at it from all perspectives, you are not perfect in any sense, as a matter of fact none of us as perfect, ever. But that does not mean we do not work on making ourselves better people. Every single day that passes by is never coming back, it's another chance from God to make yourself change into becoming better, into living better, and most importantly into appreciating the people that helped you fixing your flaws in some sense, it might hurt at first, but do bare this in mind once and for all, it's for your own good.

    Those who want to change are really those that are living in satisfaction and pleasure, because they are not sticking to that same old boring self they are ever single day with no "updates" in any sense, they're the ones running this world.

Being Different

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    When you take a moment and think of what you are at the moment, so many thoughts come rushing down all at once. You think of where you stand and how you really got there, and most importantly, are you satisfied with where you stand? How you got there is a mere reason for discouragement and it doesn't really matter. How you got there, is the one secret you keep to yourself and share with no one else because it was you who experienced it all. Do bare in mind that "how you got there"  is like the key that only you make. We can all be working together, and we can all be working towards that one same goal, but we are never doing the same thing to get to it. That's the mere beauty of it all. It may sound a little odd, but it really is the best part of standing there.

    Taking the simplest example of being a writer, everyone writes these days. have it being perfectly written, or simply the worst you've ever written, everyone writes at some point. The question is, how do you really write? That's what makes a difference. It's quite funny and exciting when you think of it, we can all be graduates standing in one line, but then it all comes down to what you gave and what it took to be standing in that line. That's what being humans is all about. You could be identical twins and no one can literally tell you apart, but there is that black spot that will make you both different.

    Through the worst of times, the times when you're feeling like you've had enough with all the pressure and work, what gets you to enjoy that bitter-sweet moment is the thought that whatever is spent in that time will be a memory at some point worth laughing at. That's why you should find joy in the simplest and toughest of moments because regardless of how good or how awful they are, they will be a source of jokes and a source of sentimental feelings of achievements. 

October Morning

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"Everything comes to an end, you should just know how to live it perfectly till then." Echo Bliss

    As a senior, no complaints came about when we first started this Fall semester around the end of August. It was too soon there's no doubt about that but time just flew by and now it's the first morning in October. October is just different in all aspects, it's a cold month  well kind of chilly compared to the past few months. Everything seems to fall in place when it's October. Deadlines are set, meetings are scheduled and oh well tests are decided. But that's not a problem at all, the best part of October is the fact that explaining what it brings in is such a difficult task, it ordinarily feels great to have another chance at October because September always seems to be the longest month of them all, and the reason for that being is undefined somehow.

    When September ends and October begins, it feels weirdly exciting because once October starts this means the end of the semester is approaching quickly. Apparently from an undergrad's point of view this means what's to come is yet stressing and overwhelming at the same time. Firstly because it's literally the very last semester of my Bachelor's journey. Mixed feelings, excitement, and a lot of emotions all overwhelming. Ever since this semester started, for every single day yet all the memories of the past years keep coming and it feels great because so much has been achieved and I'm sure more is yet to come.

   In the end it's true, as the days past you are only left with memories that draw a smile on your face every time you remember them.

The Class of 2014

 

 

"Don’t live down to expectations. Go out there and do something remarkable." ~Wendy Wasserstein

To people June is the begining of Summer, to me as well for that matter. However, what's greater than Summer is graduation. Therefore I shall refer to the beginning of Summer as the  "Graduation Season".  It's a bitter-sweet season to be honest, tears of joy were sheded. 

For this year's Graduation Season, I was blessed to witness 3 remarkable moments, and my mother was honored with 3 outstanding achievements of her doing. Two of my siblings graduated from College this season, and the last but not least graduated High School, now that is something worth mentioning and worth being proud of. My mother at least has the all right to show the world what she made, all these graduations are the results of her hard work and her continuous patience. It was because of her that my siblings were able to reach and go beyond their potentials and capabilities, and it was because of her that they actually made it this far. Each and everyone one of us acknowledges what my mother has done because she did what no other was willing to do. My father didn't do as much as my mother did, but he did have that little role in keeping our tension and stress down. I always remember him joking and trying to make us laugh to forget all the pressure we were going through. For that as well I ask Allah to keep him and my mother by our side in their best health for as long as forever because these 2 beings complete each other and they have something I have never in my life someone share what they share. It's really a blessing and a gift, we always thank Allah for that.

Keeping it as short as possible was in the end possible after all.

Happy Graduation Season :)