I love unsolicited advice
No one asked me why I did not write anything yesterday. Shame on you! I will tell you why. I spent it reading comments instead from some people that have no clue who I am, laughing my head off, and wondering why you think one or two posts is the answer to the mystery of the Rebellious Arab Girl. Ok. Whatever. This post is a total bashing to some people who love to make assumptions. (If you are offended, then STOP READING NOW!) I just love you guys and you are my favorite visitors, because I read your comments, laugh, and delete. Yes, I delete. You think all the comments gets posted on my blog? No. I do not have time for pea brained imbeciles to permeate their unworthy words on my property.
Lately, assumptions have been based on religion and culture. Typical. What else can people proudly give advice on thinking they are the elite representatives of the subject? I do not mind. Really. You can spend 30 or 40 minutes on my blog writing a long comment and think with all your heart and soul, and the goodness of my Arab blood that I will accept it. No. It has nothing to do with Arab. I just added that to emphasize the fact that I am an Arab. If you have not noticed that before you spent all your creative writing skills commenting on one post, then you are friggen blind or mentally challenged.
Who is really an Arab then? That is me. I am sorry to announce this, because I thought it was obvious to you that I was, but I guess some of you are a bit, umm, slow. That is ok. I understand your mentally challenged thought process. I am pretty open minded and can tell that you are but a victim to the slowness disease.
People who know me in person, or got to know me personally through my blog, know that this blog is 85% humorous and I am full of shit, and this blog is a pure SARCASTIC representation of my daily life. I had to make it sarcastic because yes, I did suffer from depression, and I turned to humour as a relief. If I was serious, then you could tell that I was from the tone of my post. Yes, read the tone of my post. Use that creative English skill that you were taught in high school and university, and tell the difference for goodness sake.
Now, to the ultimate truth, which I tried to avoid to announce to the world, because it made my blog a bit more interesting, but I have to accommodate the slow people out there. You slow people have been lurking a lot on my site lately, and you have been a bit, umm, how do I say this, ahhh, annoying me. That is the correct phrase. Annoying me.
Here we go, drum roll please. 
I am an Arab. I LOVE being an Arab. I have been making websites with the word “Arab” in it since 2000! Yes. I am the owner of many successful Arab sites, which I will NOT give the names out, but I only have two of those sites posted through this blog, because they are blog related. I love being an Arab. (Shocking) Plus, if I hate Arabs, why the hell would I have a website called Rebellious Arab Girl? Think logically for 2 seconds of your miserable boring life, and put two and two together. 
Why do I bash Arabs then? I do not insult Arabs. I insult the Arab mentality and the traditions that make no sense at all. Especially in this era we live in. You believe that some of the traditions are great, by all means, more power to you. However, do not argue with me and INSULT me saying that I know nothing about being an Arab.
Then, it gets interesting. Obviously, when the subject is Arab, then it automatically turns to religion. First off, people assume right away I am Muslim. Good. Because last time I checked, dear God! I was! Not only that, but Muslim Sunni, and I follow the pure essence of the greatness of this religion, Islam. 
My religion in my head is the best thing ever! Religion is so awesome, that it has NOTHING to do with why I bash Arab mentality. Can Arabs see the difference? No. Why? No clue.
Why do I say I am sacrilegious then? I am reaffirming your assumptions, because you will not believe anything else. You are so closed minded about a subject that is totally non of your business, and think some crazy Arab girl needs help and she is the Anti-Everything!
My God, what if I ever got married, and had children. You would call my first child the anti-Christ. Jeez. I do not want people at my door then wanting to take pictures and looking for some unusual scar on my child. Oh by the way, speaking of scars. I love it when you people assume crap about the last post. “Is it self inflicted?” I do not think the flat hot iron that accidentally burned my arm, and the band aid that I left on it for days that caused a red rash, really qualifies it as self inflicted. I call it, typical Mona burns that happens to her because she is SO BLIND! I just thought it was cool. I guess I was wrong. 
However, typical assumptions. Love you guys too. You people make great blog content. Your unsolicited advice is amazing! Rock on! Keep it coming.
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completely out of topic… I think your new pic looks cute! I like that colour on you!
@Kiwi_Canada – hehehe.. thanks.. out of topic commentors are welcome. lol
Brilliant post!
I know this has nothing o do with anything but I always think you look nice in your pictures and I was wondering what kind of makeup do you wear?
@lela – makeup? What is makeup? lol I am kidden. It depends. 100% of the time I wear eye liner. The Arab kohl to be exact, because my eyes are sensitive. Hmm. Sometimes I wear foundation because my face is like a teenager’s and I get a zit or two from time to time. I seldom wear eye shadow or any shadow or blush. I am always in a hurry, and I believe that eye liner is the solution to every Arab girl’s makeup mess.
eye liner is hot…good call
some folks cant separate a culture from its religion. but i think that is something that is going to happen more and more as foreign cultures practically invade the arab world. i cant believe you still get numb-nut messages about this topic. its defiantly hilarious.
You should post some of the idiotic comments people leave – let us all get a good laugh.
I grew up in the most sarcastic family in the western world. Everything out of my mouth is sarcastic, EVERYTHING. One thing I have noticed is that there are a lot of people out there that DO NOT get sarcasm. I noticed that when I talk to people I was adding, “I’m just kidding” an awful lot at the end of my sentences because of that look people would give me and I would know that they were clueless. Maybe this is what is happening with your posts. You probably need to put a disclaimer at the end of each post saying, “I am a sarcastic, muslim, Arab woman please read everything with this in mind”
I am glad that you aren’t really depressed. You do scare me with your “tone” sometimes but of course I only know you through blog world. Rock you and do you? I only thought that Black people burnt themselves with curling irons…Yes that was a joke and I am Black folks.