a daylight dream

It's been 7 days since new year, and somehow all I get is omens of change change change. Good change, bad change, whatever. It's still change. I've started noticing that adult life is primarily based on waiting, waiting for things to happen. As a child, I'd never really wait for anything.. I'd live today for today. I wouldn't think about tomorrow at all, except the tomorrows of summer vacation days, then yes. Now as I'm eighteen, everything happens in tomorrow-land, while today is just a platform; a desk to plan on. And here I am waiting to have my own life, so that I could change it. Anyway, all I really want to talk about today is celebration. My family never cherished parties or celebrations of any kind. Birthdays, Eid, Christmas, Ramadan.. they're all the same. Even worse, they turn out to be really intolerable. I want to change that. I think the purpose of having a family and friends is to have someone to celebrate life with. I accomplished many ...

Hey peeps. It's been a long time, right? Well, id like to thank 2017 for captivating me with change at last. It's like this whole theory of attraction working with me, although I never believed in it. I've been craving change for a few months, and now I'm living through the transition. Fortunately, the change had been magically positive because I actually found a part time job as a teacher assistant, and it's great fun, to be honest. I spend my abundant three-hours marvelling at how teachers can be so.. tactful and dexterous. How they overlap their senses to read the comprehension passage and spot the inattentive student at the same time, plan a million events in a fraction of a second and in the end, plainly having fun. I stand in the class, distribute papers, give second-hand assistance to some of the students, gnaw at my failing courage to encourage them while I can. I also mark some papers and push myself to the limit and haltingly write the same comments ove...