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100 Days of Inspiration
Starting today
Day 14
I’m drowning in work, trying to complete all my assignments and it’s driving me nuts. I think what helps though is trying to focus on one assignment at a time, instead of trying to do 5 all at once. Also, it makes sense to not do things that I know will help me procrastinate, for example, studying in the mall, going for a walk, chilling with friends? But, also if not know, then when? We do have holidays right now, and if we don't hangout right now, then am I supposed to hangout with friends right before exams week?
I really don’t think so.
On the other hand, I should compile my list of things I need to do, in terms of SG and the magazine. And, the assignments I need to complete, which are super piling up right now, to be honest.
Also, I’ve had Magic on repeat since the past 15 minutes now.
I’m so addicted to Magic by Coldplay. It’s so calming and it’s perf.
Legitly.
Happy birthday!
Thanks!
EVERYONE needs to watch this. Couldn’t be more on point.
Day 12
Today marks a year since my grandpa passed away. I can't believe it. My brain is still taking time to register the fact that he's gone. But, knowing that he's been gone for a year makes it even worse. 365 days. That's how long it has been. And, yet, the memory is still so freshly etched in my mind, it feels as if the memory of him leaving this world will always be engrained in my mind. I guess watching a loved one die in front of your very eyes does that to you. It was a day before my flight, I rushed to his room when mama called for me, I imagined she wanted to tell me something, but it wasn't. Her, my grandma, and my aunt were furiously rubbing his feet, and hands, and reciting prayers, tears in their eyes. His body was serene. I guess movies made me believe that a person's climax is dramatic, I never thought it would be so hauntingly quite from his side, an eery silence that would haunt me to this day. The only movement I saw was that of his eyes rolling upwards. My grandpa was my favorite man. I loved him more than anything, and admired him more than I loved him. He was always a strong, healthy, and independent man. Until he got cancer, he was. But, cancer is that vile, disgustingly horrible disease that makes you suffer beyond belief. It punishes not only you, but your loved ones. It's a test not for one individual, but for every individual who loves the afflicted one, because, they all suffer in different ways, as he or she fights the battle against death. I've lost two grandparents to cancer, my grandma to breast cancer, and my grandpa to lung cancer. You know what's ironic though, my grandpa never smoked. Not once in his life, not even shisha/hookah. He wasn't a passive smoker either. And yet... Life is ironic in such cruel ways sometimes. No matter what though, he may be gone in terms of physicality, but, his presence will always be there in my heart. Love you dadajan, May Allah grant you the highest place in heaven. Aameen
So I started Paper Towns and it seems good so far. I really don't wanna be disappointed with a stupid ass ending. The trailer compelled me to read it sooner, but it was always on my reading list
Day 11
I’ve seen Rupi Kaur’s photoset, and I agree with her ideologies, and the whole female empowerment thing. What I don’t agree with is the way she’s portrayed it. Not because periods are disgusting or I’m ashamed or any such crap, but because it makes me uncomfortable. The same way pictures of people cutting their wrists and any blood makes me beyond uncomfortable, those pictures have the same effect. I have blood phobia and I cannot stand to look at it, pictures are the same.
I don’t see why people need to stare at pictures of blood stains to empower women. It can be done in just so many different ways, and this is not one of them, in my opinion. Everyone of course is entitled to their own thinking, but, I really don’t understand why people are hating on other people who feel just as uncomfortable, if not more, by those pictures. Okay so I don’t think Instagram’s policies were violated, and they shouldn’t have removed that picture, but that aside, to have such an image set as a symbol for empowering women, is that what you ladies really want? I mean, out of all our achievements, this is what you choose to focus on? Countless women before us have struggled, worked hard, achieved success, and led successful lives. Just because we’re unaware doesn’t mean it isn’t happening. It is. And, my problem with people who bring up gender inequality in every topic is that they choose to focus their conversation on what feminism isn’t instead of what it actually is. You’re not supposed to be explaining feminazi actions, but rather, explaining what feminism is, how equality is the point and not radical extremism.
On a different note, there’s a CRAZY sandstorm in K.S.A. right now. Stay safe ya’all (all the Saudi residents). All schools and colleges will be closed for tomorrow due to extreme weather conditions.