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 "I realized I was too focused on "passing this period" that I would only realize I was truly happy later in life, while missing out on the period I'm in." I owe it to myself to enjoy the unenjoyable. The long work days. My thinning hair.  Emails, a lot of unanswered ones too.  I'm always focused on making things work now, that I forget to process my feelings only to realise later that "damn I looked good", or "I was actually really happy." Caught onto this nostalgia I forget that I'm currently living better days.  It's always me vs time, and a gap, a huge one, where I miss out on everything in between. 

Dearest Stranger,

  "I think I'll miss you forever like the stars miss the sun in the morning sky" Dearest stranger,  I still remember the first time we met, our very first encounter.  The one where I was oblivious to the sunrises we will watch together, the pain we will share, and the tunes we will create memories to.  I still remember the longer days. Now I lay in bed and reminisce   to the memories of a stranger. Where are you now?  Has any of your wishes come to life?  Did your mom finally approve of the girl you love?  I don't clearly remember your last name, but I do remember how insecure you are about the birthmark that lays underneath your ear.  I guess that's a trick the universe does  it throws people in our path  in a temporary situation  they eventually leave and take a piece of our heart with them  we end up missing them all our life  We reminisce on a memory with a person who's name and face are a blur in our minds, ...

Master of None: Still a Jack

05.25.22 Along side wearing a cute baby blue fit at 6:00 A.M so I would be Ms. Malak, I pack a black leather corset belt and heavy matte red lipstick so I can look at least 5 years older at a business meeting at 2:00 P.M.  Am I a teacher? Start up owner? Business student? Marketer? Chef? Writer? MUN kid who screams about politics?  "Jack of all trades" That's what some may call that. It's a nice title. Recognizing the meaning of word kind of made me feel like I have a classification, and gave me some sense of belonging. It didn't change the deeply engraved confusion.  Being 20 is all about people finding themselves. Some friends decided it was by time they settle down. They found the love of their life and decided to dedicate their life to their families and homes. Others, have or are on the verge of graduating and have found full time jobs, 9-5 with deadlines and a fixed salary at the beginning of each and every month. Others, have applied for scholarships and ma...

Emotional Intelligence by Gill Hasson (a book I met on the road)

Miles  away from home, and yet on another very random travel adventure I met "Emotional Intelligence". Emotional Intelligence, at the time, was being read by my roommate. It was our companion just laying there on the night stand since the very first day of our trip.  Personally, I'm someone who is attracted by self-help books. They are either very helpful or very triggering and infuriating and honestly who wouldn't sign up for a book that points out all the bullshit they do?  "Our emotions are built up of three aspects physical, behavioral, and cognitive"  The first  chapter of the book said. Fast forward a few days later I get back home and my very own package is there with the book inside it and so the journey begins.  Emotional Intelligence is a book that offers very simple approaches to emotions, while keeping in mind their complexity. The book tells you the different aspects of emotions, how they affect you, and others. More importantly how you could m...