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Toothpaste
One of the frequent occurring problems with traveling , is when you forget your toothpaste. See, in most decent hotels, you usually find little bottles of shower gel, shampoo and conditioner but I haven't came across a hotel yet, that places a tube of toothpaste. I'm sure the entire mankind will be grateful to the hotel chain that starts this trend. The closest to toothpaste I got was in my last trip to Dubai , where Burjuman Rotana hotel paced a bottle of mouth wash. Close enough... but I pray for toothpaste in hotels, one day!

Waking up in the morning
I always believed, and apparently so do many people, that the hardest part of the day is getting out of bed in the morning.

Dreamers are satisfied by setting a major goal in life, like for instance "I will find a cure for cancer" or "I will bring all the world to peace". They wake up by reminding themselves; "Today, I'm one day closer to achieving it".

Ambitious Realists think that if they have one goal at a time like "buy a new car"or "finish my PhD" and plan it really carefully. They wake themselves up everyday by comparing their progress to their plan and deciding how to move on from there.

Naturally, the whole long term thing doesn't really work well for most people. So less ambitious and more easy going people choose multiple frequent short term goals, like "travel to sharm el sheikh in the weekend" or "make Mido fall in love with me". This is enough to make them wake up till that goal comes true and they go on by setting other short term ones.

Personally, I tried all that, and still many times didn't find enough energy to get me out of bed. I thought and I thought and then I figured it out. After years and years of spending at least one extra hour in bed, I figured out the ONE thing that if I plan ahead, I get out of bed easily. And it is (drum rolling....) : what to wear! Sounds like an airhead, maybe, but honestly I figured out, that if I actually prepare what to wear in the morning, I save hours of staying in bed, looking blankly at the closet until I find myself snoozing the alarm clock again. So, my dearest readers, if you happen to have difficulty waking up in the morning, try preparing your outfit the night before.

Celebrating 7 years
About a week ago, I celebrated 7 years with my hijab on. May seem ridiculous to people, but I believe after 7 years, one is capable of developing their own identity with the hijab on. I went through different phases and stages, but in the end, friends would tell me things like "I've been at the mall and saw something so you!" which actually proves that I do have a style of my own. Mind you, I keep contemplating what would have happened if I hadn't really made this choice. What type of clothes would I have worn? What colors?Would my character have changed? Would my job?

There was this movie called Sliding Doors, which has two alternative scenarios; one when Gweynth Paltrow catches the tube before the sliding doors close and one when she doesn't. You see the different paths her life would have went through in both scenarios. So ,applying the concept of this movie to different decisions in life, some things I do know what would have happened otherwise. Like for example, if I wasn't allergic to smoke, I think I would have ended up being a chain smoker. If I had actually transfered to AUC after my first semester at a public university, I would have ended up dumping computer science and studied something more on the humanities and social sciences, hence changing my career and so on. From the things however that I don't know , is what would I have been like if I hadn't put on the hijab ; would my conservative side have won and resulted in my becoming perhaps a more mild and decent person? Or would the trendy and wild side have won and resulted in me becoming a typical party girl in skimpy outfits? I keep wondering!

Comments

Anonymous said…
I am soooo with u on that outfit part... I actually tried that a couple of times and sure enough it saved me around a half hour or more.. :):)
Miss u loads ya Zeww... keep posting..

IngYyyyy

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