silence is gold

Nathalie, a student of mine, once asked me if i loved my parents. i answered her with a question of mine, whether she loved hers. she answered me in turn with a question too. she asked: "can you believe that there are parents who tell their daughter that they didn't want her and tried to get rid fo her?" she believes that life had no meaning, and that she was waiting to die. she has turned to religion to help her, to listen to her and give her some kind of 'hope'. she takes care of her ill grandmother, who doesn't have it in her to be grateful to 13-year-old Nathalie. she also adores her baby cousin and visits her every day. i think she likes 'to be' her mother. Nathalie is a very bright and intelligent student. she ranks second in her class. she is hardworking, helpful and mature. her piercing blue eyes that speak of nothing but depth and curiosity. she likes to tell jokes and has an outstanding memory.

if a parent happens to be reading this specific entry, please take it easy on your Nathalies.

no bambino

my cousin and her husband, who only wed last september, had it planned to start 'working on a baby' this month. but of course things changed. she said "no bambino until further notice." it saddened me so much, not to know that they have postponed becoming a family, but the fact that living in this country isn't secure enough to start any kind of life. some people are questioning whether they should still go along with their plans to get married.

why marry?

is life this grim?

the following tombstone inscription was seen in Ashland, New Hampshire:
"I TOLD YOU I WAS SICK!"

"Mankind faces a crossroads. One path leads to despair and utter hopelessness, the other to extinction. Let us pray we choose correctly." - Woody Allen

""That's the remarkable thing about life. No matter how bad it gets it can always get worse." -Calvin

"The more things change, the more they suck." - Butthead

a lebanese joke

3asabi fata7 mat3am, katab yafta: yelli bi 7ebb yetfaddal yetsammam, wyelli
ma beddo nshalla 3emro ma yeikol, wyelli 3amel regime la tizi ma yeikol, w
yelli bye2raf men akelna yen2eber yeikol b beyto, w yel3an abouyi iza ma
kassart el mat3am ya kleib

know thyself

have you ever been diagnosed, whether seriously or jokefully, with "survivor guilt?"

The New Dictionary of Cultural Literacy, Third Edition (2002) defines it as: A deep sense of guilt, combined often with feelings of numbness and loss of interest in life, felt by those who have survived some catastrophe.

learn more

"Judge others by their questions rather than by their answers."

a- Voltaire
b- Albert Camus
c- Oscar Wilde

interested in quotes?

incognito

i hate running into friends of ex-boyfriends/"boyfriends." i have nothing to say to them.

what is your newest obsession? anagrams, per chance?!

nuit bleue

last night, as i was struggling to fall asleep, i had a million ideas in my head for a new post on my blog. now i can't remember one of them. why is it that we get the brightest ideas and make the strangest (and sometimes most beautiful) decisions when we are in bed at night with no pen and paper within reach, or anyone of our friends awake for us to talk it over with?
i know someone who decided to camp alone on the beach and spend the night there. the next day he drove his motorcycle to work and spent 9 hours researching and writing. changing where we sleep every now and then increases our productivity level and eases our worried minds. it also gives our guests more privacy at our own houses.
cheers, beach-camper :)

natural habitat

I decided to start a blog after my boyfriend pictured it to me as the easiest thing to do. Lately, he has been indirectly encouraging me to write, believing that, somehow, I have what it takes to start off. I have always believed that my talent (if everyone's got to have one) would be writing and understanding people. But I think that I have lost my muse along the years. I am the kind of person who can easily get demotivated. But now, since I have loads of free time (my country's in a state of war), I have chosen to go down that "road" again. However, as you have realised, I have not chosen a subject or theme for my blog, but I am very sure that it will NOT be about the war or politics.