A very touching video which has been causing a lot of fuss on social media websites.
Although it is in Arabic, you do get the point.
A very touching video which has been causing a lot of fuss on social media websites.
Although it is in Arabic, you do get the point.
So I’ve wrote about university life and how it affects you.. how it makes you!
Many things happened since I left Kuwait, but one of the most important ones is the fact that I’ve matured.. more than I was before (and yes, I’ve been told that I’m much more mature than any other person at my age).
Let’s take for example cooking.. I knew how to cook before. I used to make about once or twice a year, like real food! I always made French fries, eggs, sandwiches and salads but only once or twice REAL food. Now I do it. It’s not like I’ll die of hunger, right?
I cook, I wash the dishes (did it before too!), I do the laundry and I clean the house. But that’s not all. The most important thing is that I know how to manage myself.. alone. I know how to organise my time and more importantly, I know how to organise my money, or at least I like to believe that I do.
Whoever said that a person should leave and live off alone for a while was right. Only then you see real life. Only then you appreciate what happens to you. Only then you see how important your parents and family are.
I’ve had many moments when I was homesick. I had my dad here, I could call him at any time and see almost whenever I wanted.. which made it better. I’ve had my grandparents and other members of my family too. But mum? My sister? They were back home, they were in Kuwait.
I’m thinking God for the creation of viber, tango and all the others because through them u could talk to them and see them whenever. But they weren’t with me. I couldn’t hug them. And that broke me down. That broke down the person who seems to be the strongest. But you know, even we have feelings. Even we can get hurt. It may not happen too often, but when it does it brings me dooooown!
Now this is when to realise who’s your friend or not and trust me, there aren’t many. You are probably able to count them on the fingers of both your hands.. if you are lucky ’cause some count them only on one hand.
You need not to despair. You’re not alone. That is when you realise God is there up in order to protect you, to take care of you.
You need not to despair. You’re not alone. There are many people in the same situation and many were before, therefore, if they made it through, you will too!
Okay, so I’m having this uni project where I have to create a blog and a Facebook page, all in order to promote the faculty I’m in.
Did so and I have 90 likes in 2 days, but others have 1000+ and the deadline is on the 19th of January.
If I get the most likes, then I’ll get the highest grade for that course. Thinking that some of you would gladly help me, I want to please BEG you to like & share this page: A short journey inside Fsp-ub.
Here’s a capture of how it looks like.
Please like it! Share it to your friends too so I get liiiikes. Thank you!
Huuuugs for that! 😀
I’m writing to announce that today I was accepted as a future student of the University of Bucharest, Faculty of Political Science.. in English!
After many moments full of disappointments and many tears, I made it. I am where I wanted to be!
I’m happy to have achieved my dream and I hope that everything will be as good as possible.
Thank you God and I wish you all, all the best!
What future plans do you have? What university are you going to? Do you have bad experiences? Good ones?
As the title suggests, it is all about university. Although mama and my angel came to Romania and I had so much fun with them and friends, all I had in my mind is university.
Spent two amazing weeks with them and haven’t thought of anything else, but hey, good things come to an end and the day they left, I also got my results from Edexcel. Not too bad. I passed in all my exams but in two of them, I expected a bit better. Once Rey travelled, I haven’t had the time to think again.. because I went to the seaside for the weekend then off to the mountains.
What did I say with all good things come to an end?
I am I the capital right now.. getting the paperwork for university done. Go pay I don’t know what taxes. Go to weird places. Check out for the dorms or who knows, maybe a small apartment to rent.
Blah. I don’t like this. But I will get over it. I know I will!
Now you guys, have a good day and keep in touch. God bless!
Mama called me a couple of minutes back to tell me that she is fully decided to continue her studies. She will get her master degree in some university in England and it will be on something that has to do with motion. (That’s what happens when she’s a podiatrist)
In September there will be three big things happening. I’m starting university, my sister is going to KG and mama is starting her master. I’m very proud of both, my sister and mummy. However, it is something normal for my sister to go to KG, but to some people going for masters when they are in their late 30s, early 40s, it’s not so common.
I’ve sen many people who give up on their studies and I think it’s wrong. You should always study, learn new things. It gives you that mystery. It makes you feel good about yourself. It makes you think to yourself ‘see? I did it! I am better than others!’
I’m lucky to be born to such parents. My dad finished two universities, that of Philosophy and Social Studies and the second of Geography. And if I remember well, he is thinking to continue his studies as well. Mama is going to start this September and damn! I feel so good about them! I am so proud of them! I have very smart parents and I’m thanking God for this and I hope that one day I can be as good as they are in what I will do.
That’s why, no one should ever give up. It’s always good to know you’re one step before anyone. To know that you’re not useless and a waste of Oxygen (joking!). It’s just better to know you have a purpose in life and not just complain about every small thing that happens. Be smart. Be wise. And your life will be good! If not great!
“Intellectual growth should commence at birth and cease only at death.”
– Albert Einstein
I know I’ve been absent for the past two days but that is because on Monday I was revising x 10 without going online and I even had my phone off and on Tuesday I had my A2 History. (For those who don’t know how hard that is and they think this is something easy, then they should check out the following sites to see just a tiny bit of what I am meant to know/do.)
– Check out the power-point.
– More about both AS&A2.
I’ve went through a lot before my exam, things which brought me a lot of pressure. The night before I had massive back pains, so I ended up drugging myself to sleep (the medicine I am meant to take are very strong and mum had to sign a paper which said that they’re used for medical purposes only, so drugs..) and I don’t even know how or when I fell asleep. I woke up around 3.30 to drink water and I remembered that I dreamt something about mama and I going out for shopping (will be happening on Saturday anyway) but that’s about it. Woke up to realise that I am still weak and a bit high and I was really not in the mood because I couldn’t even open my eyes properly. All the teachers at school could realise that I’m not having a good day. It’s like God heard my prayers of not being in the mood to do the exam and.. long story short, Edexcel sent the wrong paper and I had to wait for an hour for them to email the school the right one.
Drama at home too, but I won’t type it all down. I’ll jut show you because it is easier.
Exam wise, it was great. I did great. Or at least that’s what I think. I can say that I had quite good questions, questions that I could actually answer because I must admit that I have a problem.. I do write a lot so if I had a boring subject I wouldn’t have known what to write about.
Other than that, everything is fine. My last exam is next Tuesday and I’m done. I’m done with high-school forever. Honestly speaking, I’ve learned a lot at school and I have met amazing people. Class of 2011 will never be forgotten and all my teacher will always have a special place in my heart. I hope that I can keep in touch with the majority and I will try my best to do so because part of my success I life would be thanks to them. They put up with me for years, some more than others, but that doesn’t really matter. They were all there.
My advice to all students, don’t treat your teachers badly because most of them want the best for you. If one may seem mean to you some time, understand them as they understand you because you never know what they are going through at home. Be tolerant and your relationship with them will be great! Respect them and they will treat you amazing!
Give respect if you want respect.
And if anyone still has exams, good luck with them. Concentrate very well and organise yourself. When it’s time to study, then it’s all study and when it’s time to relax, don’t do anything other than that.
Everyone is leaving. All of us are going separate ways. Some are going to university, some are remaining behind.. one thing is certain, all these people are together in thoughts. Feelings will stay the same, they will keep in touch.. or maybe not. They will remember the things they went through together.. or they will do their best to put them aside.
You might ask yourself why I’m saying all this. No, I’m not heartbroken. No, it has nothing to do with Mr. Lover. This is because my Turkish sister (I think I talked about her before, one of my closest friends) told me that she’s leaving tomorrow. It was very unexpected. I really don’t know how to react to it. We had plans to spend the whole Wednesday together and now, in a second, our plans got destroyed.
It hit me badly. Reality hit me badly. I didn’t want to think about my leaving too much, although I may have mentioned it a lot I some posts. Believe me, I go through the day without thinking that in less than two weeks I will be away from everyone. What she told me, that she’s leaving made me realise that I will leave too. I will leave, so I need to spend as much time as I can with the people I love. I know that it’s normal for ‘the baby birds to fly from their parents’ nest’ but there is a big difference between theory and practice. It’s not as easy. You don’t just open your wings and fly. You have to go through a lot of emotions, pressure..
The good thing is that Mr. Lover is coming to Romania around the middle of July and mama with sister are coming too around the beginning or August. We will spend time together then too and it will be alright. Moreover, mama is also thinking of coming when I start university, because yes, I want my mummy to be there with me and hold my hand in my first day. Don’t laugh, I’m such a kid at heart. Maybe this is why it is so hard for me to go..
I won’t feel anything the whole summer. I will take it as a holiday, but when September and most of all, when October will come, then that is when I will realise that I am not going back. That I am there to stay until the winter holiday. I know I have to get myself busy and I am quite sure that I won’t have to try too hard because I will have to study a lot. But ah, those first days/months, will be hell for me.
That’s why, my advice for everyone who’s leaving for university (or any other kind of leave), spend time with your loved ones as much as you can. Leave your friends. They will forget about you as soon as you go away, but your family, your blood never does. No wonder there’s that quote which says ‘you can’t make water from blood’, or something like that (I know it in Romanian and I hate translating). And once you’re there, take care. People are bad. They will not do you good. They will do everything to hurt you, because they will envy you for things you have.. or even worse, for who you are. Don’t trust too easily. You went there to study, to learn something new, so fill your time with activities related to that.
You can do it. I can too, even though I’m so scared. Everyone can. It just takes a bit of belief, positiveness and most importantly, faith.
Last night I got tagged in a picture by my childhood best friend with whom I haven’t kept in touch. And this didn’t happen because we just stopped talking, but because I left Romania and we lost contact. I heard from her last summer and I was very pleased to be able to have her as a friend again.
Anyway. I never really expected to see a picture that will awaken so many memories and emotions. I didn’t open it right away, but I knew that I have no pictures with that girl. When I did click on it, I was a group photo.. a class photo.. from year one. It made me happy! I saw all my ex colleagues! However, I remembered only two of the girls because I was with them only in year one. (My childhood best friend and I were together during KG)
I miss those times! When you had nothing to worry about! When all you did was eat, play and sleep while of course having to go to school. I remember being bullied in that school, but it is all over. Who cares anymore? Not me anyway. I’m very happy for being able to ‘know’ them all again.
I’m looking forward to meeting them this summer. For me it’s been 11 years. We surely are in need of a reunion.
“Try not to become a man of success, but a man of value.”
– Albert Einstein
As you surely know, last night was Graduation 2012. Although I graduated last year and I’m proud of being part of class of ’11, I had to attend last night’s too because I had to pick up my award.
I have to say that it took me a while to get ready, as usual, but I did a good job. When I think of last year and how much money I spent on getting my hair and makeup done, I feel like banging my head against the walls. You may be asking yourself why. Well, it’s because this year I looked more beautiful than last year with all the professional makeup and hair done in the saloon. I’m good, really.
Anyway, after Mr. Lover and I got ready, we started making our way to the car. The wind tried to mess up my hair but I wasn’t planning on giving in, because it was a special night and some current (studied for Geography about this) would not ruin my mood. We laughed badly on our way and I started freaking out as well. I was more tensed than I was last year. Probably because I knew what it would happen then, but this year I didn’t.
Left the car in the care of the valet parking. The man opened my door and I truly felt like a princess. Walked inside at the side of Mr. Lover and I did have the feeling that people stared, or at least looked intensely. Went to our seats an I have to thank God for having them close to the stage, you’ll see in a bit why.
As I sat down, memories took over me. I remembered how the beautiful class of double one made its way on the stage. How it was us who were in the room next to the ballroom, how we were getting ready, taking pics and talking to our friends and teachers. It was our day. Now it isn’t anymore. I didn’t want to come back to the ballroom, even again, but because I got that award, I felt like it was my duty to come. While thinking about everything, Mr. Lover caught my look. I was tearing up. I have to admit that he tried his best to make me stop, by taking pictures of me, but it didn’t work too well, I was too emotional to let go of all those feeling.
Couldn’t pay attention at the speeches. But when the song ‘Someone like you’ was played on the piano, I reared up again.
The graduates were called one by one and I cheered and screamed for all my friends. I knew it would make me happy, as it made me happy when I graduated. Secondly, the awards were called. I thank God for not being the first one because I didn’t even know what to do.
Guess what? I got an award for French too! After all the misunderstandings i had with my teachers, I got the award? Whoa.
As they called my name, I made my way to the stage. I was shaking. I couldn’t walk properly. I was so tensed. But it all went good. I put a hand on the award and posed for the pictures. I felt like a celebrity. I was one for a couple of minutes.
Got it. Got down the stage. Walked outside. Stopped for some more pictures, while waiting for the come. The door was opened once again for me. I was the princess. I surely was.
Next stop, Méli Mélo, sushi time with Mr. Lover. Had so much fun. I had a great night.
Once arrived at home, mama hugged me and congratulated me for the awards. I saw her tear up, but I went to my room because I didn’t want us to get too emotional. Played with my sister, spent time with la familia and it was great.
A great ending to a great day.
Oh and how could I forget, I had an amazing sleep!
Congratulations class of 2012. You did it! You graduated now! You’re big! It’s your time to go out there and make a change in the world! Be positive! Fight for what you believe in! Life is not easy, but what is easy nowadays anyway?
I miss you class of 2011. You will always be in my heart. I wish we could all be close like before, but that’s life.. we can’t get everything we want.
God bless everyone!
Mr. Lover and I.
Us, last year.