No one ever reads what my toy door hanger ever says, and I had it for years! I guess it is time to sleep.

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I wanted to write about this yesterday, but it was not that important cause frankly, I did not care much. However, I feel like I want to keep a history of events in my blog too. So, people in the building want our lab very badly and want to kick us out, but the Dean of the faculty has to decide which space to give us so we can work for the next few months.

My opinion about the whole thing is that I simply don’t care where I get moved to! I just want a WINDOW! I will sit in a tiny little cubicle in a small office, alone of course :lol: as long as I have sun shine and nature to stare at when I am bored of looking at a screen all day.

From a big lab, they want to shrink us down to two offices. 2/3 of our current space. I laughed at the whole thing because seriously, if they split us up, who the hell am I to end up with in a small office? So I came up with a plan. If they move us to crumbly small offices, then I will come early and lock the door so no one can come in and I get to chill by the window! Or it would be awesome to pull pranks on people with such a small space and have trip wires and stuff at the door so no one bugs me. :lol:

People love to hate me cause I am the only girl and I am evil!

Honestly, the new offices are smaller than my room. My bed room is bigger and I got loads of furniture and a room to walk freely without problems.

I am thinking of getting a written analysis of my psychological problems with an emphasize that I suffer from claustrophobia and I don’t like people. Maybe then the University will decide to give us proper equivalent big space, with a window of course, because of health reasons. hehehe. Well, maybe not mention that I don’t like people than they will wonder about how I got hired and how I passed the first interview of being able to work with other people. Let’s not get into that.

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One thing about humans is the fact that they have an uncontrollable emotional behavior towards one another. The one thing that strikes me the most about cultures and religions is the fact that emotional behavior between two people are often not meant to be. It is exactly why Shakespeare wrote the play Romeo and Juliet. It was not just a romance story between two lovers to the death. If it was that, then really, there are thousands of stories like that. So it is not that big of a deal. It is the class system, the difference between two people’s families that made this hard for two people. Everyone knows that and that’s why this play is famous because that’s exactly what it portrays. It portrays the uncontrollable hardships between two people all over the world and the ways they can hide their love. If they display it, then they will loose one another. So what happens when two people cannot have one another?

This is a problem I have witnessed many people go through, and even my self.

What happens when you fall in love with someone who is not part of your culture?

What happens when you fall in love with someone who is not part of your religion?

What happens when you fall in love with someone, (if you are a girl), who is much younger than you?

What happens when you fall in love with someone who is of a different, (usually lower), cultural class than you?

How can we as humans control our emotions than have to suffer or watch others suffer cause of this?

One thing that I have witnessed is that some Arab girls I know who are Sunni fall in love with Shi3a or vice versa and the problems between families arise. That to me is not a big deal because my father’s mother is half Shi3a of Lebanese roots. So I never saw a problem with this at all, although I would not go through this problem because I am particular about religion and religious beliefs, and I was raised to be a Sunni and I am sticking to it.

Another problem I have witnessed is the cultural status or even countries. I know many Palestinians who have a problem with their daughters marrying someone who is not Palestenian. For example, an Egyptian, where the marriage and cultural behavior is a lot different because the female and her family is responsible with the engagement and wedding costs. Which to Palestinians is a big NO since the male is responsible for everything.

Another problem that is so common is the class systems between families. If the girl’s family is well off, and the guy’s is not, although the guy is highly educated, then the families will still not agree to this at all. Class systems are the biggest problems even within the same culture and religion. To me, I agree with this, but to an extent. I had this problem in the past because my father is highly educated and well off and guys are hesitant to approach me because of that.

Another problem that I have gone through is the age difference. Although it is fine religious wise because the Prophet Mohammad PBUH has done so with his first marriage, but in our world, it is unaccepted and ridiculed. “A girl marrying a guy much younger than her? Something must be wrong with her!” In my case, I don’t or don’t think I would ever marry someone younger because no younger guy in my dictionary will ever reach my level of thinking and seriousness. Although I love joking around and having fun, but I take life way too seriously! Even a person who is one year older will not work, and I suffered through that behavior difference in the past.

The biggest problem that I witnessed is the cultural and religious difference. And I read some Arab girls’ blogs who suffer because of this. To them, love does not know any boundaries. They cannot control their emotion towards a person who is not Muslim and Arab. Although it is a sin for a Muslim girl to marry a non-Muslim, the emotional turmoil that the girl goes through is uncontrollable. Was it her fault to have fallen in love with him? Why did she in the first place? Was this meant to be?

As humans, can we control our emotional behavior towards one another? Can we easily fall out of love with the person that we know that is not meant for us to ever be with, or let life lead the way and we just go through it like travelers in the mist and let life take its course without us doing anything about it?

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My sister today before we went to the gym was making fun of me in front of our parents. She said, “this one lady at the gym, the one with the red hair, asked me how old I was yesterday. I was like uhh.. I am 12. Then she asked me if my older sister (as in me) is 15.”

My sister laughed hysterically and I said, “what did you tell HER!??!! I am not 15!”

My sister said, “I told her you were in your 20’s. I didn’t say 27! But it was funny! She thought you were 15. hahahahahaha.”

I got mad. 15! Do people at the gym think I am a young teenage brat! Jeez. I need to develop some wrinkles around my eyes and more white hair. I don’t want to be classified as a young teen. If she said 18 I would have been ok. Cool. I still got style!

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you have self respect and be your self!

What a morning. Right now I am at work and I have zero motivation to do anything at all! I woke up late. My sister came into my room at 7:08 am waking me up. I was like holy crap. Why didn’t the alarm go of? Or I just slept through it.

Anyways.. after I got ready I saw a missed call on my cell phone at 7:11 am this morning from my friend. Thank God my phone was on silent and I didn’t pick it up. As I got on the bus to get to work I called her to see if she was ok and this time I decided to talk some sense into her and tell her to stop doing all this. So she kept talking on and on about her life and her feelings and what’s wrong with her.

I told her one thing, and I was being honest and not racist. She has an obsession with meeting Lebanese guys. I told her you are Palestinian! Live with it! You will not have this problem if you were so picky and wanting this and that. Palestinians are awesome. We are rough, stubborn and we speak our mind. We love who we are and we are not fake! (My Palestinian ego talking! )

Anyways.. I stayed on the phone with her for 1 hour and 40 min. From the moment I got on the bus till I got to work trying to talk some sense into her. Hope it worked cause she seemed a bit more pliable now and a bit more realistic about life and what she wants.

I hope it is over and she realizes that life will get better if she stops being so crazy and having little self respect.

Honestly.. seriously.. I learned this and I know for a fact that men don’t like a cheap mushy girl. They want a girl who is confident and independent who has a high self esteem and self respect. A bit of rebellion won’t be so bad either!

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