So why is everyone getting married so young?

I guess the title of this post says it all. It's true though! A lot of people are getting married so young and fast these days, it's like we are back in the time of our grandparents when they got married at like 16 :S

It's so weired and different and I don't know how it's happening. I already know two people, who are very close to me, and they are just 19 and 21 years old and they are getting married soon. Like next year which is just insane!

So what's the reason? Well most probably love, you know, they are just so in love and want to get married ASAP and want to do things the '7alal' way so their resort is marriage.

I guess they don't realise what a serious matter it is. I mean don't get me wrong, I am not saying that no one should get married at a young age, I am just saying that people shouldn't rush into it and realise what a great responsibility marriage is.

What do you think?

Snap back to reality

Just when I thought the world was full bubbles and candy, I was pushed back into reality of this insane, hypocritical and just plain annoying thing we call 'life'. -.-

Oh yes, I am not in my best of moods. And surprise, surprise it isn't even my fault. It never fails to amaze me how when you think you know someone so well, then one tiny little thing happens and your eyes are forced wide open and you see the deep, dark, disturbing cracks in them.

I don't even know why I was so surprised and upset when this happened. I should've known. I just kept my guards down. But no more I tell you. No more Miss Nice lady. I am tired of that charade. You have to be tough, and take precautions in this cold world. In the end EVERYONE, yes EVERYONE is out for themselves and it is rare to find a selfless person.

I know its ironic how my previous post was all about being happy and crap, but that was written two weeks ago. I was on a happy-high and all was well in my La La land, but not any more. I still agree with most of the stuff I said earlier, I am not trying to contradict myself. I am just saying that again the people of this world just proved to me my point.

I am sorry I had to end in a depressing point, but that's how I feel now. I just wish I could bring all the people who I know can cheer me up, who I know I can complain too, here with me. But that can't happen, so I'll just have to face reality ...

Eat. Pray. Love.

I wrote this post a while back, like two weeks ago, but because lack of internet I couldn't post it, anyways here it is now:

You can tell by the title of this post that I have watched the movie ‘Eat. Pray. Love’ and I found it to be interesting. It’s not usually my type of movie; I find the whole searching for yourself a bit too ‘old’ for me. I have just turned 20 and far from a mid-life crisis so watching someone go through that isn’t my cup of tea.

However I did watch it and I liked it. You can get a lot from that movie, and I recommend you all to watch it.

There were so many things in this movie that made me re-think life but one thing that really got to me in this movie was when the main character was in Rome. It was before she was leaving to India and she had a thanks-giving dinner with her Italian friends. And while there were finishing up their dinner, she narrates something that really touched me, she says something along the lines of them all being happy and how it makes her feel happy, and how happiness just makes everything simple and sometimes perfect. OK so she doesn’t exactly say that, but that's what I got from it and it got me thinking.

From my posts you can tell a lot about my personality, I can be gloomy, moody, sarcastic and cynical. Yeah those are my flaws. I know. The funny thing is I never really wanted to change that about me. I use to think that I had a right to be that way. I use to think that it’s not me being a down depressing person but me being smart and realising just how difficult life is. But now I realise I am wrong and not just because of this movie, but because for a while now I have had this feeling in me that something isn’t right.

I sometimes get annoyed from people who claim they are always happy. It really annoys me, because I know for a fact that being happy all the time is impossible. And I still believe that. It is one of my theories on life, and yes I do have a whole lot of theories, but I’ll leave that to another post. So back to the point, why it annoyed me so much though, that is something I don’t know the answer to, or maybe I do know, I just don’t want to dwell on that a lot.

So happy people of the world, kudos to you. For smiling and laughing and not letting things bring you down. You balance this world out, and as annoying as you can be sometimes because lets be real sometimes you are putting an act or sometimes you are being very naive, but hey, no one is perfect, you make the people around you happy, and give them a new perspective on life. Happiness can sometimes be contagious and that usually is a good thing.

I guess what I am trying to say in this post is that I have finally accepted the fact that there is no harm in being optimistic and it is not always a stupid idea. So for this new chapter of my life (like I previously stated I turned 20 two months ago) I will try my best to optimistic sometimes and keep that smile on my face because it just might make someone else smile (I know it’s corny but it needed to be said). I guess the glass can be half full and not half empty. Sometimes.

Back in the UK

Hey!

So I have been in the UK for a few days now. Me and my bestie (still didn't figure out a code for her yet) moved into an apartment! I love our place, it's cute and awesome :p 7amdellah we found a nice place in time.

Anyhoo so as you can probably guess we don't have internet so I have been away from the webbing world for a few days now and it's been difficult! =(

I am behind the hundreds of tv series that I watch ... ah well this is life.

And if your wondering how I am online now, well I am in the University's library, yes I am that desperate! Oh and Uni still didn;t even start so it is practically dead here, the things people do for the internet :p

Well this is a lame post I know, at least its a post la? hehehe

till the next POST which I promise will be awesome XD

feeling empty

Ah it is indeed the worst feeling ever.

What is so annoying is that I don't know what I am missing and why I am feeling this way.

So very frustrating, but that is life right?

You don't always get what you want and when you think you have it all figured out, BOOM everything comes tumbling down ...

I feel empty, but I don't know what I want, but does anyone?

3umrah

I went to do 3umrah for the first time and I got back two weeks ago. The first question people ask me was of course how it felt seeing the Ka’ba for the first time. And that got me thinking to when I asked that same question to people before I went. I always had the thought of seeing the Ka’ba as extraordinary. My mother told me she cried when she saw it, my father said that the only other time he was as happy as when he saw the Ka’ba was when he saw me the first time when I was born. So I already had this high expectation, I put the whole thought and idea of seeing it on such a high pedestal.

So what happened when I saw the Ka’ba for the first time? I was overwhelmed, my expectations were met, actually it exceeded my expectations, and it was surreal. I wanted to cry because of how happy I was, I could feel the tears burning in my eyes but I didn’t want them to flow. I didn’t want my tears to come down, I know it sounds weird when I say this but I wanted to be strong and composed so I didn’t want to cry. So I held myself and I was just smiling. And as I was walking towards the Ka’ba it was like I was the only one, I couldn’t hear the people around me or see anyone else, I was just drawn towards it, it was like a magnet pulling me and then I began to perform 3umrah.

I always heard people saying that you don’t feel tired or the strain as you perform the 6awaf around the Ka’ba and I found that to be true. It was easy and smooth and before I knew it I had finished. Another thing that I found amazing was that I remembered everyone who asked me to pray for them and what they asked for, I mean I remembered people who weren’t even that close to me, at that instant as I was going round the Ka’ba all their names and prayers were in my head and I prayed for them.

And then I finished performing everything else and went back to the hotel and fell on my bed TIRED. But oh, it was worth it. You feel this feeling like you are on cloud nine. I called it a ‘spiritual high’ and I feel it’s the best way I could describe the feeling.

I can’t wait to back their again inshallah. =)

I AM BACK!

OK so I didn't really go anywhere, well wait, I did and then I came back and then ... OK i'll start again, I went to do 3umrah! XD and it was my first time and it was amazing! I am going to dedicate a whole post to that later on. I am still on a "spiritual high" if that makes sense and more of that in time.

And then I came back! I was away for a week! And it was indeed an awesome week, but maybe a little tint teeny part of me missed my bb and laptop ... just a small bit! Don't judge me! :P

So here I am back in my hometown chilling at home, telling my parents all about my trip (I went with my brother and sister) and we are all excited cutting each other off and we talked until we ran out of energy.

I just head straight to bed, and the next day I decide to go online, cheak out what I missed from the world or the INTERNET and guess what happens, the wireless doesn't work -.-

We call the telecommunication company and even go there and for another week it still didn't work until today!

So yeah I AM BACK! and OMG so many blogs to catch up on! I didn't even realise I read that many blogs!

till the next post XD