Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Rambling from the land of the sand...

Well, this is my first post from the land of the sand. I landed a few days ago, and I must say, so far so good. It is weird being here, and what is weirder is the fact that this time, I am not leaving to go back. Every time that thought hits me, it scares me. So what next? Well, I think I have some growing up to do. I have been doing nothing but spoiling myself since I got here. I went to the spa for some much needed pampering. The massage has to wait though, it will be the reward of withstanding pain next week -girls, you know what I am talking about. The weather is lovely... I feel light when we go out.. what? no jacket?!!!

I miss everyone back there... I miss being able to wake up at 3 am, or not sleep whichever, and be able to call someone. I also miss someone calling me at that time. I get bored this time of night... it is a very lonely time. Thank God for blogger, right?! It is 4:40 am here, making it the day I should have left initially.

My thoughts are all jumbled, I do not know what I want to blog about exactly. Should I write about missing my friends? The M&M's that I will probably never enjoy eating again? Missing my bed and apartment? Missing "the Office"?

Naaaah... I think those are all given. I might as well just stop rambling now and blog again when I have a proper thought to discuss... I feel my thoughts are all over the place.

Miss you all so very much... You will always be in my heart.

Sunday, January 28, 2007

The end has come...

... and so, I left. I packed up my bags -4 in total- and am on my way back to what I once referred to as home. I have the worlds' greatest friends. They chilled with me every day and night for a whole week, trying to cram as much quality time as we can in such short notice, although they have school and everything. I am sure they must be exhausted by now... especially clau and L since they hung out with me mostly at nights, and I am insomniac....

I am disappointed that I did not get to spend much time with one of my Friends, Mar... like, OK, so he is moving, studying and working... I AM LEAVING!!!!! I did see him before i left, so tht is good, bas ya3ni...I need to vent to him about it to get it off my chest, so maybe I'll send him an email soon...

Back to my amazing friends, i am going to miss them like crazy. It just hit me that I will not see them tomorrow, or the day after.. or the day after that. However, they will always be a part of my heart and the memories i have of them will always be dear to me. Plus, technology makes it much easier to keep in touch nowadays, right? So it would take serious energy to lose touch with someone....

Love you all loads... you are the best. I will miss you all like crazy, but I will hold on to the hope that i will see you again one day.

Monday, January 22, 2007

Bent by Matchbox 20

If I fall along the way
Pick me up and dust me off
If I get too tired to make it
Be my breath so I can walk
If I need some of your love again
Give me more than I can stand
When my smile gets old and faded
Wait around I'll smile again
Shouldn't be so complicated
Just hold me and then
Just hold me again

Can you help me I'm bent
I'm so scared that I'll never
Get put back together
Keep breaking me in
And this is how we will live
With you and me bent

If I couldn't sleep could you sleep
Could you paint me better off
Could you sympathize with my needs
I know you think I need a lot
I started out clean but I'm jaded
Just falling
Just breaking the skin

Start bending me
It's never enough
'Til I feel all your pieces
Start bending me
Keep bending me until I'm completely broken in
Shouldn't be so complicated
Just touch me and then
Just touch me again

Without understanding
Hell, I'll go there again
Can you help me I'm bent
I'm so scared that I'll never
Get put back together
Yeah, you're breaking me in
And this is how we will live
With you and me bent

On being rejected... twice!

Even British Airways is rejecting me!!!!! Ok... so maybe it is my second rejection today, but still... I wont talk about the first rejection, only because frankly, I don't have the time or energy for it anymore.

They are going on strike from Jan. 29th till Jan 31st -the day I leave. They say on their website:

"We understand that some of our customers who are due to travel between January 29 and February 16 may wish to change their plans now. As a result, we have, from today, introduced a policy that enables customers to rebook flights for a different date. Customers should call British Airways if they wish to change their travel plans."

Seriously! Like I need to worry about yet ANOTHER thing...

Another thing, what is up with the lady that gabs away while you wait for the agent to pick up? i heard you the first 500 times, chances are, i know what you have to say by heart now, so SHUT UP!

so far, Jan 21st has proved a sucky day... and its only 5:20 pm.

Still no sleep, in case anyone is wondering. Hopefully, me will crash today...

** Update **

I am leaving in 5 days... on the 27th, not on the 31st anymore....

Sunday, January 21, 2007

On not being able to sleep and other random sh*t...

It is past 6 am and I still can't sleep......

Actually, I feel like I can't do so many things anymore... I am seriously drained. I no longer have the energy.



One side will make you larger; the other side will make you smaller.
- Lewis Carrol

So true...


Scorpio today:

"If you have been overly stressed recently by trying to resolve the conflict between your head and your heart, now the tensions will finally begin to dissipate. Oddly enough, no concrete action on your part is required. Something subtle is shifting on its own, giving you a glimpse of the smoother sailing ahead."

Basically, give in and go with the flow? Screw the flow, I say. Plus, I gave up and gave in a looong time ago. Not worth fighting for or against anything and everything anymore. Go with the flow it is then, I suppose. Time to seriously stop fighting the strong winds and tides and allow them to carry me wherever they please...


C will arrive tomorrow... can't wait... I miss her. Then I will have one more person i will have to say goodbye to.

Double crap.

Saturday, January 20, 2007

Bits and pieces of random conversations

* An earlier MSN conversation with my friend C:

"H€åv€n£¥ Thïng΀ -> OMG 1 more day... says:
yes i did... y do we always want things to last forever?

Me: Ay-ya-ya-yaaaaaay says:
because it is easier to hold on to what you already are accustomed to"

* A conversation with my friend Rosie:
" Her: did you pack?

Me: not yet, it's haaaaaaaaaaaaaaard!!! No one is understanding that!!!

Her: hahahahah

Me: Rosie, it is not funnnnny!!! It is depressing!

Rosie: I'm coughing, I am coughing!!

Me: Oh... ok then!"

* A conversation with Dad:

"Me: Daddy! my house is sooo messy, sooo dirty! Don't tell mama, but it is a dump.

Dad: well, your house is a mess even when you spend hours cleaning it... I can just imagine what it looks like now...

Me: Hmmm = ( "

* A conversation with Mar:

Me: Something is wrong with this week...

Him: Why?

Me: Most of my friends are depressed, I don't know why!

Him: Because you are leaving next week"


On Palestinian nationalism...

My friend Mimi asked me last night what is it with Palestinians only wanting to marry Palestinians? She argued that my father is Palestinian, and yet he married a Lebanese... so why am I so insistent on my guy being Palestinian. As I was explaining to her, I realized that t all has to do with nationalism.

I want to marry a Palestinian, because I want my kids to have the Palestinian identity, I want to raise them 100% Palestinian. I want them to stand up for her, call for her, bleed for her, and cry for her. I want them to know that they come from a country that is suffering from being raped onetime after another. I want them to raise their voices and state that they are Palestinians. Obviously, no one knows what the future holds, but I would prefer for them to grow up knowing that their father is from there, their ancestors are from there. I want them to be as passionate about it as I am. I want them to be more active as well. I want to raise them to be able to recite both narratives -Arab and Israeli- by the age of 10. I want them to be able to shut any Zionist up by the age of 12. I want to instill in them the need to fight for her, even if they never saw her, touched her, saw her moon or smelled her beaches.

I guess I want to do all that because I feel that it is the least we could do for her. We should insist on Palestinian nationalism being engraved in our children, even if they reject it at first, only because if we do not, she will be forgotten. She will have no one to look out for her, to feel for her, or to scream for her. In time, people will forget that she needs someone to hold her up high, that she needs to lean on someone to stay upright. People will forget how much she has bled, how hard she fought to hold on, how badly hurt she was. In time, she will be lost, and that could never happen. We have to keep fighting for her, we have to struggle for her, and it is our duty to raise generations that will do that.

Golda Meir once said "The old will die and the young will forget". My reply to Meir? Go screw yourself. The bond we have with the land, even though most of us have never even seen a glimpse of it, is one that travels by blood. It will never fade away, it will not be easily forgotten. History has taught us that!!!

Friday, January 19, 2007

On marriage and stuff...

I spoke to my aunt today, and she was the 100th person to tell me "so, you graduated? Well, 3i2bal il 3arees" (May the husband come next). Like, I studied for four years of my life, and the second that is over, people think they have the right to tell me that.

Let us get a few things straight here... I am not against marriage. However, I am against waiting around for Mr. Right to show up. Secondly, I am still young, i am only 22. having said that, I am not against having a serious relationship with a potential someone. I am done with dating around. I am done with stupidities. If i am with someone, then I am with that person. Plus, I need someone who, after learning about my insecurities, knowing my history, realizing what and where I am going in life, will still be there. He will not judge me on anything, he will not think any less of me. Basically, I need someone to love and respect me just the way I am. I also do not want or need someone in my life whose main mission is to change me, for the better or worst.

Haaaaaaaaaa.....Looks like I need to make a list... here it goes (in no particular order):

1) Love and respect me the way i am. I am loud, crazy most of the time, very sarcastic, sensitive -even though I put on a very tough exterior-, I have the random-est and weirdest thoughts at the oddest times. Oh, and let us not forget my verbal diarrhea problem.. God knows just how much trouble I got myself into... or just how many arguments. I just can not keep my mouth shut. On the brighter side though... when I do open my big mouth, a good argument comes out... not necessarily a good statement or comment though... Meh...

2) accept me with the good, the bad and the ugly. I am friendly and outgoing, but I also have my evil and dark side. I am also insomniac, moody and could go into depression. He has to accept all that and work with me on all of them; not run the other way.

3) understand me. That, I admit, would be a tough one. I do not easily open up to people, I need alone time every once in a while, I am passionate about people, places and things. he has to understand how easily attached I get to people, subjects that fascinate me, places, ideas... etc. He has to bear with me.

4) show me he cares. Obviously... and it doesn't have to be a major love declaration. Just taking 2 minutes out of his hectic day to call me and ask me about me, and actually listen to my answer.
I am easy to satisfy, honestly, just so long as I know it comes from the heart.

5) loves life. He simply has to be active, he has to be adventurous. I am hyperactive at most times, i love to go out sightseeing, discover new places, meet new people. I want to go skydiving, paragliding, flying over the big fan thing - i don't know what it is called-, water skiing... etc. He doesn't have to want to do these things, but he has to want to do other things, and who knows, maybe I will go with him. Point is, he has to be able to do something crazy/weird/spontaneous every once in a while.

6) Charming and charismatic with a good sense of humour. Well... this one is obvious too. Who wants a bore who is a total outcast?!! He has to get along with people, he has to make me proud to be linked to him when he walks into a room!

7) be willing to move to live in the same country as my parents. Yes, I know... I have never mentioned this before, but if I am to start a family, I want my parents around me. So, he has to be what they want... a Palestinian! hahahahahahahahaha, yet another requirement!

8) be comfortable to be with. I have to feel like I can be me around him. no sugar coatings or frosting. Just pure and simple me, with my stupid or ingenious moments. AND he has to embrace them all.

9) trustworthy. I have to be able to trust him with my deepest, darkest secrets, fears and thoughts....

10) patient. i am hard to live with. I have too many walls built around me, and he has to take his time and take them down one at a time.

11) Smart/intelligent... Umm.. who wants a dumb-ass?!

12) Ok, the superficial stuff, because, who isnt? Tall, dark and handsome, kind eyes, glasses, strong hands and a killer smile.

That is it. I do not need wealth or fame. I just need someone I could count on to be there when I need him, as I will be when he ever needs me.

If someone with these characteristics shows up right now, I will not be opposed to him or the idea of marriage... It will have to be a long engagement though, seeing as I am only 22 and need sometime to settle down and figure out where I am headed, as I am sure he will need it too!

So, until I find someone who is interested, and fulfills these criteria... I would rather be single, thank you very much!

Thursday, January 18, 2007

I feel like whining.... Again!

Yes, yes, I know... I whine a whole lot in this blog. However, that is why it was created, for me to ramble on and on when I don't find someone to listen, or when I just don't have the energy to call someone.

I am tired, very sleepy, but refuse to fall asleep. This sucks. My brain went into complete shutdown just half an hour ago, my friends were talking, and I was sitting there and could not keep up with anything at all!!!!

Also, note to self, I do not want to have any more Mexican food. It is tooo heavy, and you end up smelling like a walking fajita. Not exactly good.

One more thing, my stupid neighbour is playing the piano. S/he sucks.... when will they figure that out and just give up?


Wednesday, January 17, 2007

Bad morning?!

At LEAST I would not have to worry about this happening where I am going... for now, at least...

Ok, geek moment: notice how I started and finished the sentence with "at least"? How scandalous!

On meditation... and other things..

I finally went meditation today. It was a Sahaja-Yoga style meditation. I must admit, after an hour and a half of no cell ringing nonstop, no music, no talking, basically no technology to interrupt, I did feel a little calm. At one point however, all that quietness was getting to me, and I was feeling suffocated, but that is normal I suppose. I also found out that i am right-sided, meaning that the so many thoughts that keep racing through my mind are what are keeping my "Kundalini" and my Chakra from opening.

To be honest here, I do no t even know if i believe that the exercises we did make a difference in the outcome. They were like, sit still for a good 5 min, keeping your palms open, then open your eyes and move your hands. Apparently, you should feel a tingling in your palms or a cold or warm breeze on them. Ummm... hello? If you sit in one position for a while and then move, it is only natural to feel something different when you move since your blood starts circulating a different way! I do not know... I might also be wrong, I am very untrusting when it comes to these things...


C is coming back soon, which means I am leaving soon. T -14 baby... T -14.


Oh right! I never told you about my interview!!! Well, to make it short, it went well, they will contact me soon, but the pay sucks.... actually, it is more pathetic. Let us just say that IF I get it and IF I decide to go, daddy has to pay for my accommodation, my board, my transportation, my spending, my everything.... What a wonderful thing to look forward to, study 4 years, graduate, try to get a job only to find out that daddy still has to take care of you. Depressssssssssing. AND this comes at a time in life when I decided I wanted to become independent, to grow up........ yeah, right! At the rate things are going, I doubt that would happen anytime soon.


Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Death due to water intoxication?

Then they blame it on the Wii consule?!! Check out this really weird article.

Wtf? Me confused....

misc. Montreal

The pictures below are from Old Montreal in and in front of Notre Dame.

The above pictures are from a Turkish teahouse called "Art & The", located on Bishop just above De maisonneueve.

The one on the left is Dragon Pearls tea, while the one on the right is Rose and Jasmine tea.

Girls, this is what awaits you in the washrooms!!!

This is amaaaaazing. It is painted on the wall in 3D.

Sunday, January 14, 2007

Late night ramblings...

A total stranger hugged me today, only because I moved closer to hear what her friend was telling me about some stupid drunk girls that were running around in the middle of the street. She hugged me... like a full hug. There i was, standing on the footsteps leading up to second cup, with my friends inside, and this random person hugs me... and it was nice. Why can't people just be spontaneous, do what they want, when they want. I asked her why she hugged me and her reply? "you are friendly, as simple as that". A complete stranger saying I am friendly... I am going to miss Montreal, with its random people, its hippies, its activists, its weirdos, its bums, its sunshines, its rains, its snows... I am going to miss all that so much.


I was thinking today, 17 days and that is it. I will take one last look at my room, one last glance at my door, lock it and walk away knowing that I will not be returning to it any more. Knowing that that is it... no more. The end. I will never wake up to see my flag hanging from the wall first thing in the morning, I will never have people randomly dropping by and screaming at me for never locking my door. I will never... so many things. Why is it that the leaving here is so much harder than the actual coming here? When i came here I was 17. It was the first time I ever leave to live on my own to be my own person. I left a life of luxury and came to live here, where you are responsible of doing everything all by yourself. You have to pay the rent, the bills, clean the house, do the laundry, cook -or at least make sure you eat- and so on. I had never even seen what a bank statement looked like until I came here. I remember my mom sitting me down and explaining to me how to write out a cheque. Cheques??!!!! I thought everything worked with plastics and plastics only. I remember looking at my mother as though she was crazy, as though I thought it impossible to spend money in any way other than either cash or credit cards. I remember my first bill... I called up dad and asked him where the hell was I expected to pay it. I remember my first mail... it was a bank statement that I never opened... Why should I, I thought? I know I have money... looking back, these past 4 years have been an adventure I would never trade for anything. These past 4 years made me the person I am today. I may not be perfect, I may not be affectionate, may come off as too strong or independent, but I am me and that is what counts.

I not only learnt how to pay bills or what a convenience cheque books are, but I also learnt a lot about my heritage, about my Palestine. I am more proud than ever to be Palestinian. I was proud before, but living in an Arabic country, you are kind of disconnected from all of this. My parents did try their best to get me involved in the whole issue, but I was too self-involved at the time. i went to the shows just to see the performance, never listened to the speeches or the poetry. I went to the dinners for the socializing opportunities, never for the reason they were held. Looking back, I am a little ashamed of the way I was. I should have been more active, I should have done my research, I should have gone out of my way... but I did not. Living here changed everything. i had to do my own research, I had to find my own passion and had to follow my own road.

Ayayayayaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay Montreal... I have so much to thank you for. I am going to miss you like no other.


Could someone answer this for me?

IF the Palestinian-Israeli talks ever go through, and they agree that the Palestinian state should have the 1967 boarders, where does that leave me, a person who is from the 1948 boarders? What happens to my right of return and where do I return to?

Friday, January 12, 2007

Crash and Burn...

Yesterday was a shocker. Within 20 seconds, everything I have every thought came tumbling down. Thoughts and feelings alike, crumbled into tiny, little, atomic-sized pieces. It was horrible. It was a slap on the face. I felt used and lead on... above all else, I felt that my intelligence has really been abandoning me recently, that mu hunch is always right...I felt like crying to begin with, but then, the logical part of me convinced me that it is no good crying over spilled milk. Life sucks, this is life and life goes on it said. I chose to believe it and tried to sleep.

i woke up this morning not necessarily better than when I fell asleep, but also, not much worse. This is good, at least i am constant... Let us wait and see what this day shall bring me, shall we?

Thursday, January 11, 2007

It is better to be alone than in bad company...

... and Buddha agrees:

"But if you do not find an intelligent companion, a wise and well-behaved person going the same way as yourself, then go on your way alone, like a king abandoning a conquered kingdom, or like a great elephant in the deep forest." - Buddha

T-20 already?

Crap. Time is flying by so fast, it is scaring the hell out of me. Every time I think of how close I am to actually leaving this place, I feel a sadness that is greater than any I have every felt. I know I have said this before, but I am going to miss my friends like crazy. It will be weird not calling them up something like 10 times a day, it will be weird to not just bump into them on the streets or in the "office", and weirder still, to not be able to see them on a daily basis. I have gotten so used and attached to them, it is ridiculous.

Me will miss them...

Gullible info of the day

"Scientists at Texas A & M University who accidentally genetically engineered a flying chicken in 2005, were required by the department of agriculture to destroy the experiment notes and had to destroy the chick, as well."

Wow... I never even heard of this. Funny, no?


Remember the ass?

Remember the ass from my posts here and here ? Well, I saw him again today, and AGAIN, he makes a smart ass remark. This is what happened:

I went into the "office" and found one of my friends sitting next to him. Nothing I can do, right? So anyways, I go to sit with my friend, who had to go get some food, and thus, left me there... alllll alone. So the weirdo looks up at me and says "I hate you".
Me: What?
Weirdo: I hate you
Me: Umm... why?
Weirdo: Because you have such a nice smile that has the power to fix anything wrong. You could get away with murder with that smile of yours.
Me: Umm... thanks for the compliment, I think. So who did I just murder?
Weirdo: Oh, it is just a figure of speech (like I did NOT know that!!! ugh!). No worries though, if you ever go to jail, I will send you chicken
Me: What?
Weirdo: Chicken... I'll send you chicken.
Me: Thanks... but uhhh... I wont go to jail, because as you said, thanks to my smile I could get away with murder. Plus, I do not eat chicken
Weirdo starts analyzing why chicken is not good for me, I get bored and say "you could send me fish"
Weirdo smiles, another friend walks in, I ignore him and that is that.

So, my question to the world is the following: WHY do I only attract the weirdos?????

Tuesday, January 9, 2007

On new beginnings...

So today i woke up to find an e-mail i was not expecting in my inbox. I got an email from the United Nations University International Leadership Institute (UNU-ILI) in Jordan asking me for an interview.

Hold on you might say, me, with the UN? What kind of mix is that, right? Well, let me tell you why i am so ecstatic about this whole thing. To begin with, I have never had a real job, meaning i have ZERO job experiences. So, naturally, I feel like my CV sucks and that no one will ever want to employ me. Therefore, to me, this is a sign from God. It shows that I do have something to offer to a potential employer, that i am on the right track, and that maybe, i will be able to work in something related to all the politics i have been studying so far. The other reason i am so excited is because this is a part of the UN, and although I do not agree with the means used to acquire the ends, this is a great place to start. If I get this, I am set for life. There is not a single organization that would not hire me. Everyone thinks that the UN is God in politics, so it is a great opportunity.

Me happy about this... i have not been this happy for the longest time. I think the last time i was just as happy was the day i got accepted to Concordia over 4 years ago. That is a looooooooooong time of unhappiness...


Today was a good day, chilled with friends and enjoyed their company. I am going to miss them like crazy... but this is life, and life has to go on. Btw, if I have kids, they will only dream of going somewhere this far to study. It is too hard to move here and then harder still to move back. Saying goodbye to people who have influenced the person you have become is the most depressing thing ever. So, i will save them all this heartbreak and keep them somewhere close to home.

Of course, I can always just let them go... leave the nest forever and make sure it is still there for when they do want to fly back of their own accord.


Saturday, January 6, 2007

On writers' block...

You know when you make mental notes of a million things you want to discuss later on, but once you sit down to actually write them, you forget them?

Well, this has been happening to me on a frequent basis nowadays. I have become so absent minded it is ridiculous. I keep forgetting to call people, forgetting to show up to appointments etc.... It is scaring me a little, to be honest. I mean, yes, I am and always have been a little forgetful, but not to this extent.


Another thing that is bothering me is my stupid shift key. It keeps rejecting me!!!!!! It refuses to work properly... very upsetting.


I am bored... I already miss my kitchen even though everything is still there, only in boxes. I am going to miss my house so much. Actually, I am going to miss many things. Whenever I think about the time I have left, I get a mini panic attack where I no longer am able to breath. Everything in my chest contracts, my heart stops beating and I can no longer breath. Scary shit...


I started putting away my kitchen today. It looks very depressing with boxes and papers everywhere, open cupboards and drawers, and almost everything already in the boxes.


Friday, January 5, 2007

Montreal's magic

On bad days turning good...

Today started out as usual. I had hardly gotten any sleep the night before and was therefore in a not so good mood. I was supposed to meet up with a friend of mine at 2:30, but instead met up with her after 3:15. I was feeling very low all day, but then, something miraculous happened. I was suddenly surrounded by people I like, am comfortable with... friends. We went coffee shop-hopping for a while. Afterwards, some had to leave while one had to go to class. I waited for a few hours, and when she came back, we went to old Montreal to take a walk and some pics. I must admit, it was the best time i have had in ages. We laughed very hard at nothing and everything. I was made fun of like no tomorrow, but that is ok... at the end of the day, i know the person was kidding.

Today made me realize something... the friends I have now, whether old or new, really are a treasure. They have kind hearts and love to have fun and relax. I am going to miss them all so much....

Btw, seeing as we are in January, and this is Montreal, I thought I should take a pic of todays' temperature just so that i have proof when I say that today was a hot day:

Tuesday, January 2, 2007

The new year...

Well, it is officially the 2nd of January, making the "New" year not so new anymore. Did the year 2006 teach me anything? Well....

* to be strong
* to lighten up
* to trust people more often
* to take life lightly
* the world is not a fair and just place
* life DOES go on
* not all those we like like us back
* not all those who like us are capable of showing us
* it doesn't matter if you know someone for an hour, or a lifetime, as long as you know the real them, chances are you will become good friends
* at some point, we have to grow up
* Even though I am breaking down from the inside, I have to keep a calm face on the outside.

Things I accomplished:

* I graduated with a Poli Sci major
* I created a blog where i can jot down anything and everything I feel (this one)
* I made sure to tell my friends how much they mean to me as often as I remembered (heheehe)

Things I need to do:

* Get reaquainted with living with the parents again
* Look for a job
* stop digging my grave, stop complicating my life and tying all those strings
* Find and get involved with a Palestinian humanitarian organization.

So, after this list that could go on forever, I STILL am not any wiser.... oh well, maybe 2007 will be a better year.

A Sign??

Your Dominant Intelligence is Linguistic Intelligence

You are excellent with words and language. You explain yourself well.

An elegant speaker, you can converse well with anyone on the fly.

You are also good at remembering information and convicing someone of your point of view.

A master of creative phrasing and unique words, you enjoy expanding your vocabulary.

You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator.

Happy New year!

Let's just say last year ended amazingly and this year started out with a bang!!!


Happy New Year!