Just make the right choice…(Uni rant)

If you are a sophomore in university, and now is the time for you to choose the subject you want to major in in Uni, make sure not to pick something you wouldn’t enjoy. Just make sure that whatever major you want to major in must be enjoyable and beneficial for your life. There are so many choices offered to you by the university, you could choose something that most people would major in, for example “business” and “media”, or you could choose to major in a field that isn’t that well known. I will tell you something important, it is something I wish I did when I had the chance to do it….”Follow your dreams” ! Yes, it’s that simple, just follow your dreams. I did a mistake, and now I regret it, and my mistake was that I chose the wrong major. I thought I really wanted it, but after 3.5 years, I realized that this wasn’t really what I was expecting, and that this wasn’t what I aimed for. The major that I chose was international affairs. I liked it at the beginning because I was curious, my curiosity drove me to major into something that would clarify to me how the international system works. Truth be told, there were some aspects of this major that I enjoyed, however, I later on felt that it is such a heavy, sort of dry subject to learn about for 4 years. I made a mistake when I chose international affairs, because this wasn’t what I was truly passionate about. I can proudly say that what I am mostly passionate about was “Art”.  I started drawing at a very young age, and that was the only thing that made me happy. I was going to major in art, but unfortunately, I listened to the voices of people that did not know much about art. “Art will not get you anywhere” “What are you going to do for a living if you majored in art ?” I listened to them, and I neglected what I was passionate about. I still wish if I blocked their voices, and chose art major instead.

The lesson that you should get from this is “do what makes you happy”, “follow your dreams”, “live life for your own self”. No one should tell you how to live, no one should make your choices for you. When you reach uni, you become the master of your own choices. I believe that your parents must not choose the major for you (that’s not my case), you should choose the major you want, because THIS IS YOUR LIFE. Don’t major in something just ’cause your friend is majoring in it, because chances are, you might really hate that major, or you might not be as bright as your friend is in that specific major. Always choose something that you feel would be ideal for you. Remember, even if you did not like the major you chose, do not quit ! I did have the urge to quit, but I did not succumb to that urge. Instead, I reminded myself that I needed to continue, and if I quit now, I will not get a degree. Getting my degree is the only thing that is urging me to continue studying something that I don’t want to study. Finally, before you choose your major, just ask yourself “do I really want to study that for 4 years ?” “Is that going to benefit me later on ?”….and remember, think thoroughly before you choose.



Why Worry?


A lesson I’ve learned is to stop jumping to conclusions.

The things I used to worry about in the past never occurred, in fact they ended up better than I ever expected.

Why worry? I ask myself every now and then. If things are meant to happen, it will happen, no matter how many times my brain tries to fool me.

Why don’t we start living without worrying about a future that we can’t control?

We can’t predict the future.

You should start living in the present, accept yourself, your feelings, and your ideas. Stop worrying about what will ever happen to you. Do what is best for you, and what makes you happy and satisfied. Your mind is so strong that it can make you feel anxious about a situation that won’t even happen. Sometimes, because you started worrying a lot, you eventually end up making your worries…

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Who Am I

Who am I ?

I really don’t know who I am. I thought I knew who I am, I thought I knew what I was. When asked “Who do you think you are ?”, I answered, I am an artist, photographer, and I am also an amateur writer. I was told “you’re wrong, this is not what you really are”, and that made me feel confused. If I am not an artist, a photographer, and a writer, what could I be ? These are the only things I know best about myself, these were the only identities that I held on to for many years, and now you come and tell me that I am wrong, and that this is not really who I am ?! Who am I ? Tell me how can I answer this question of identity ? Can I find my true identity if I sold all my material possessions, and search for the wisdom of the sages, like Julian from “The Monk Who Sold His Ferarri” did ? How can “true” identity be found ?


Nostalgia, and Sadness…

I was venturing through the atrium, looking for a spot to chill in. The university became so packed, that it is hard for us to find a place to sit in. Every seating area is dominated by a specific group, if you sat in their seating area, you would be stared at. To avoid this scenario, I usually look for a subtle, and isolated seating area. I came across an empty spot, and I just placed my belongings on the chair, and then I felt emotional. This particular seating area used to be “OUR” territory, my friends, and my sister’s friends used to gather in this area. We used to meet everyday in the break, we’d laugh with each other, talk with each other about random things, and we also used to eat lunch together. This was our spot, the same spot that we used to gather in 3.5 years ago. I felt sad, because our group got disintegrated, most of the girls in our group found new groups, and only some of us remained. I wish if we stayed together till the end, I feel that now that it’s the end, there’s only few people that stayed from that group.



My shadow



Fade with me along the wind,

Let us grieve in unison,

Our faults are our own,

To leave or mend,

Our sorrows are evanescent,

And we can amend,

We’ll engrave our initials,

On ancient forest trees,

And fool the world into thinking,

We are real,

We’ll meet every twilight,

By the dreamlike lake,

Your eyes are my stars,

That guide me to my fate,

Caged in The Bermuda Triangle,

There’s no going back,

I chose one over a million,

Let loneliness attack,

The second you’re enchanted,

By my flawy face,

The blemishes on my face,

Are rendered gone,

Just like the moon’s departure,

Every dawn,

Do they not see you with every sunrise?

Spreading your wings across town?

Do they not see you the way I do?

When you’re here, I do not frown.

But I see you,

You’re here with me,

You shan’t rue,

We’re meant to be,


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