Meet The Brownie ...

For the first time in 7 years, i have not waited for your message. For the first time, i don't get over excited upon getting it. I did not read it so many times till i memorise it. I did not search for the meaning behind it. Once i got it and knew it is yours, i deleted it without regretting. And finally, i moved on, my past. and it feels great =)

A shrink, a psychiatrist or whatever they call it. That is something i don't want to do. I don't want to listen to people complain about their lives. I don't want listen to sobbing about their lives whether it is really bad or they are spoiled. I don't want to listen to people problems while my mind is occupied with mine. I don't want to listen when i can not give a solution. I don't want to go step by step to find a solution. I don't want to talk about failed marriages, relations, weird orientations , or even addiction. Oh God,that is a really tough job, gloomy job to have, May Allah help them. What is the job you can never do it?!

Failure does not mean that you actually failed, it means that you need to build new muscles for the next round

My brother (i am his spoiled baby sister) : do whatever you like. Me: mahi dih el moshkela, that i don't know what i like anymore.