Criticized for my thoughts.

Well another typical day. A day where I get this random person out of no where posting on my site that I have problems and I am a bad Arabic person who just gives Arabs a bad name. Thanks. I try. I removed his comment cause I found it offensive and no mood to argue with him. But I still thought of it as an interesting thought and accusation. So this is the thing. I write what I feel like writing. Someone out of no where, who just reads one of my articles or rants or thoughts or bitching and just thinks I am this horrible jealous person of society and my surroundings. That I just cannot accept reality and live in the Western society as a normal person.

What does Western society have to do with me?

I am neither western nor middle eastern. I don’t like to be a part of either one. I like being me. I like my own individual thoughts. I don’t like Western society. I don’t like Middle eastern society. I just cannot accept either or. It’s not my thing. I don’t want to be stereotyped as a person who doesn’t accept the society I live in. I don’t care about it. I don’t base my life on accepting it and being like it. What is it with Arabs and their thoughts about girls in North America? They think cause we live here that we are adapted to the society we live in and that should be our lifestyle. I don’t think so. My life style is what I chose for my self. My parents are pretty care free and let me do what ever I want. It’s because I don’t do anything they never have a problem or keep questioning what I do. I never get questioned. I never get asked where I am going or who I am with. Cause I don’t do anything or want to. My parents keep forcing me to do things. To go out to do things and I am just not in the mood. I used to do many things. I used to do crazy wild things behind their backs in my early University days. Going to parties all the times, having a boyfriend for 4 years. I am still amazed how I managed to keep that a secret from EVERYONE for 4.5 years almost. But now, I just don’t enjoy it anymore. I grew out of it. I was offered alcohol, cigarettes, pot.. etc.. everything in the book. I just didn’t want to do any of them. It’s not like the devil wasn’t in my head telling me to do it. I guess I am just odd and I have a really bad conscious and I just say no to anything. I just found it morally wrong and unhealthy.

However, I was criticized for not acting like a Westerner and accepting my society and I am jealous of non-Arabs. And THAT’S how I give Arabs bad name.

Unbelievable.

They said what?, Whatever!