Yeah yeah, you have permission to hit me. Truth is, I haven't been the most upbeat and energetic person lately, and I found myself with little willpower. Scarcely enough to get out of bed in the morning, let alone find a laptop and blog about my bleh moods. Fortunately, this Eid break, things took a wonderful turn and I had a whimsical week! I'm honestly disappointed that it had to end. my newfound friends and I did not leave anything in Kuwait untouched. We did everything from Go-Karting, to The Big Bang Theory and Saw marathons, and drinking (non-alcoholic) Wine and Chardonay on the beach in the middle of the night. It was beautiful to (as much as possible in Kuwait) get in touch with nature and have fun without spending that much money.
Today, a taxi driver scared the living hell out of me first by telling me of my family, then offering me his grandson (who he explicitly described as more attractive than I). But he then went on to discuss how lame his life is because he threw his future away in his youth because he kept skipping school and spending time with friends he doesn't even remember anymore. I took his words to heart and came to terms with my failure in math 103. It's okay that I'm not as smart as I played myself out to be, and I should learn from my mistakes. Now I'm not commending failure, of course, but I'm okay with being human. Sometimes, I'm going to mess up badly (also I just hate math in general), but life only comes around once.
Now that my cheesefest is over, I can finally start my 10 minute informative speech on God knows what.
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