It's happening ..
It's not a dream anymore .It's not a simple thought that I would push to the back of my mind and refuse to think about because it will probably never happen …
I'm actually, literally, almost there, I can feel, touch it and see it happen in my head.
I'm scared though .I'm not even sure I want it, but one thing I do now is that I can not go on like this. I need something more. I can't say that it's my life long dream but it's interesting, exciting and scary (very very scary ) .
I'm I making any sense, did I confuse yet?
No need for all that …….it's just that I'm finally going to do something different with my life .I'm applying for several master's programs in Canada and inshallah khair …..aMIN
No, I don't love my black students more. It's just that …..
They're perfect, seriously is it my problem that they are nasty with every other teacher but well behaved ,beautiful little angles with me .How can anyone fault me for loving those sweet kids !!!!!!
If every other teacher LOVES blond caddan boys with freckles, why would it be RACIST (Yes ,I've been called that word)for me to say that I like black kids!!!
It's unbelievable!!!!!!
He's just my FRIEND
Nothing more, nothing less. yes I don't have a boyfriend ,yes he doesn't have a girlfriend but still that DOESN'T automatically means that we'll fall madly in love with each other .I'm I being naïve here?
Almost everyone is telling me that something will happen ,things can not go on the way they are now ,they are poisoning my thoughts .I was really proud of myself (doing something new ,taking chances)without crossing the line and doing something I believe in my heart is wrong So I decided to shut my big mouth and stop telling my close friends about him and when I need to tell anyone badly ,I'll choOse someone who won't judge or simply doesn't care that much to analyze everything we said for 2 hours and asks me to read the messages word for word .
Friends can be a nausea sometimes ,,uhhh
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Bakooo
I love them anyways
I don’t teach the smartest class, the most behaved one or even the quiet class but I love them anyways.
I love it when Ali says he didn’t get to eat a piece of the cake when his face is covered with chocolate , I love it when Sleman is the first one to tell me (Happy new yr )or (happy valentine ) and he seems really proud of himself when he says it or slamtej Miss ,u were absent yesterday are you ok ?
I loved it when Fahad the quiet student in my class, who I barely hear his voice found a comic book and couldn’t stop laughing ,He has a beautiful smile.
Muhammed is the one I’ll miss the most ,he’s incredible ,he’s not only clever and well behaved he actually cares about his teachers , he has an old soul and talks to me like an equal, he’s sweet and when I make him smile and he becomes shy,that’s when I know I’m doing something right ,because he’s never like that with other teachers.
I love Ahmad and I know he has a crush on me , I try not to encourage it but I’m super nice to him ,I don’t want to hurt his feelings .
I love M’shary ,he’s my lil man ,I can honestly count on him on anything ,he once cut his hand while cutting a cake and he wiped his fingers and said Miss :It doesn’t hurt ,it’s nothing .God ,if it was a girl ,I’m sure she would’ve started crying ,I know I wanted to cry when I saw his blood , boyz are a chore but I love them ANYWAYS
Peace ,once again
I missed this , I missed talking to my dad without feeling like I want to cry ,I don’t know what happened but in the last couple of weeks we kept trying to bate each other and pick on any mistake one of us makes ,if was awful, unbearable .
Maybe because we’re both moody and none of us is willing to compromise or even apologize .Yes ,like father like daughter.
Now ,things are better .At times of crises that’s when we are on our best behavior , W’re nice to each other ,civil and show our love and care for one another , I know I can count on my aboooo :p
Just 4 a minute
I want to pretend for a minute that I’m a different Kind of girl, someone who actually fits in ,who has a normal life and can obsesses about things like:
Where can we go this weekend or bitch and complain about the silliest things imaginable (is this even normal or do I hang out with crazy chicks) loll anyways ….
Why do people get excited about things that will never happen ,God knows I can’t even allow myself to think about the M word bttt still ,2day someone approached me and I was excited .
I mean who wouldn’t, it made me feel pretty, confidant and dreamy (very dreamy).
Ps;Maybe I should add that I honestly don’t want this right nw bt I guess I’m a normal girl after all, complaining about not getting things she doesn’t even want …LOL
I don’t teach the smartest class, the most behaved one or even the quiet class but I love them anyways.
I love it when Ali says he didn’t get to eat a piece of the cake when his face is covered with chocolate , I love it when Sleman is the first one to tell me (Happy new yr )or (happy valentine ) and he seems really proud of himself when he says it or slamtej Miss ,u were absent yesterday are you ok ?
I loved it when Fahad the quiet student in my class, who I barely hear his voice found a comic book and couldn’t stop laughing ,He has a beautiful smile.
Muhammed is the one I’ll miss the most ,he’s incredible ,he’s not only clever and well behaved he actually cares about his teachers , he has an old soul and talks to me like an equal, he’s sweet and when I make him smile and he becomes shy,that’s when I know I’m doing something right ,because he’s never like that with other teachers.
I love Ahmad and I know he has a crush on me , I try not to encourage it but I’m super nice to him ,I don’t want to hurt his feelings .
I love M’shary ,he’s my lil man ,I can honestly count on him on anything ,he once cut his hand while cutting a cake and he wiped his fingers and said Miss :It doesn’t hurt ,it’s nothing .God ,if it was a girl ,I’m sure she would’ve started crying ,I know I wanted to cry when I saw his blood , boyz are a chore but I love them ANYWAYS
Peace ,once again
I missed this , I missed talking to my dad without feeling like I want to cry ,I don’t know what happened but in the last couple of weeks we kept trying to bate each other and pick on any mistake one of us makes ,if was awful, unbearable .
Maybe because we’re both moody and none of us is willing to compromise or even apologize .Yes ,like father like daughter.
Now ,things are better .At times of crises that’s when we are on our best behavior , W’re nice to each other ,civil and show our love and care for one another , I know I can count on my aboooo :p
Just 4 a minute
I want to pretend for a minute that I’m a different Kind of girl, someone who actually fits in ,who has a normal life and can obsesses about things like:
Where can we go this weekend or bitch and complain about the silliest things imaginable (is this even normal or do I hang out with crazy chicks) loll anyways ….
Why do people get excited about things that will never happen ,God knows I can’t even allow myself to think about the M word bttt still ,2day someone approached me and I was excited .
I mean who wouldn’t, it made me feel pretty, confidant and dreamy (very dreamy).
Ps;Maybe I should add that I honestly don’t want this right nw bt I guess I’m a normal girl after all, complaining about not getting things she doesn’t even want …LOL
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