New Start

So I have decided to move.
I’m going to be blogging from a new Blogger account.
I feel that I should start fresh. Something new which expresses who I am more than this blog.
This blog has guided me through my ideas. The process of me growing up to the adult that I am now.
My new blog is:  http://lchapter2.blogspot.com/

A Once in a While Post

As I’ve kind of gotten used to it. I’ve barely posted anything for a long time.

University does keep one occupied most of the day, if I’m not studying I’m doing houses hold works, If I’m not doing that I would be hanging out with my friends enjoying the sunshine or just messing around on a farm one of my friends own.

Anyway, I just want to vent again since I haven’t done so for a long time.

So my ex-girlfriend got engaged, in less than a year of that kinda weird breakup. I don’t want to lie to myself and say that I don’t give a shit. I do give a shit. She got engaged in less than a year of us breaking up. Which is pretty trashy in my humble opinion. What saddens me most is not that fact that she is engaged. But more of why did I mess up a relationship with a person who was serious about life. Why did I mess a relationship with someone who was smart and so fucking cute that would make my day as bright as possible. Not forgetting her baking skills, please shoot me.

I still do regret that bullshit that happened between me and her. But I won’t blame anyone or anything. I was going through this weird crazy period of my life, shit was messed up, I was confused, and I made a mistake, many mistakes. I just can’t get her out of mind sometimes. It’s kinda the anniversary of us breaking up today. Last time I talked to her she appeared to be happy, that is all I care about.

Now most of my friends don’t really know shit about this, except my good old British buddy. Once he heard that he was like, “next party comes by, we are getting you stoned as shit, and you won’t know about it, and a good healthy threesome.” Hahahhahaa..

Now I’d like to vent my other frustrations.

School, yes I’ve been fucking up during summer term. I’m slacking off a little bit too much. I hope things will go well.

Friends, I’ve left behind most of my Kuwaiti/Arab/Middle eastern friends. As they have caused bullshit and crap that doesn’t make any sense. You see, those “buddies” of mine keep putting me in this position that I am not comfortable in. I’m not fond of them anymore, and since I’ve seen that they drive me crazy, and jealousy is just part of actions towards me I have decided to call it quit. Even if it means that I would have to sit at home all day doing nothing.

I would not call myself happy right now, I wouldn’t call myself sad or angry. I’d say that I’m stressed out more than ever. Even though I just recently took a whole week off and vacationed around the West Coast.

Oh Oh.. on a good notice, I lost a shitload of weight. Everyone that I know is assuming that I workout. psht I haven’t done shit!!! I’ve just quit fast food. And I don’t know why and how I gained the muscles.

I’m hungry, I got class in a few hours and I gotta study the fuck out of my brains. Good day people.

Heart to Heart

I guess no one read the previous post, so let me give you the story. And yes it does sound like out of a movie.

So I’m B, that is what everyone calls me in the states.

A year ago I met this guy, he was pretty chilled until we had a conflict of standards where we parted away. His girlfriend at the time was a gorgeous Dutch-German-American girl.  If she passed by a tree the leafs would drop and the branches of the tree would stiffen from how she can twist a mans heart.

I wasn’t really close to her, she was simply my friend’s girlfriend.

It’s been almost a year since me and my friend parted away.I usally hangout when ever I’m having one of these blank days at a cafe, I chill out side and have a cup of tea and some snacks of course.

A month ago as I was enjoying the sunshine I heard someone screaming my name so gently. It was music to my ears. Guess who it was? Yes, it was my “ex”-friend’s girlfriend. So I stood up and went over to her and invited her over for a cup of tea. She accepted the offer and we sat there for more than 3 hours straight! She told me that she broke up with that friend of mine and she is currently  not in a serious relationship with the guy who has a damn Masters degree in Education! I was shocked of course, thinking that the guy is in his thirties. She cleared things up and told me he is only a few years older than myself. On that day she told me that she was stalking me for a while, trying to getting at that cafe when ever shes walking back to her car, since that she works near by that cafe. 

I think I’m falling for a friend.
I think she wants me.
Ahhh this is a repeat!

Destiny or Me?

I can’t help but think of my future, my plans and what I want to do exactly.

Although a lot of people told me to just let it be, where destiny would answer these puzzling questions. I refuse it to be the way society or how my circle of people want it to be. Destiny does have influence, but what am I for if I leave it all on destiny?

Should one let destiny answer his questions? I’d say no! Let you choose your destiny, try to get as close as possible to your answers of what you’ll be or want to be in the future.

That is the way I want to live my life; that is the way I would like to die, knowing that I lived the way that I felt most comfortable living.

The let it be answer is only a way to escape reality. If we let it be, then us Kuwaiti’s should have left the Iraqi’s stay in Kuwait in 1990. If we let it be, when ever we build a new building and it starts to crumble, should we let it collapse? or should we at least try to save that investment?

Love it, live it and enjoy it. This is going to be my new motto.

WTF!

I FEEL SO FUCKING OLD!
I just knew that some old friends, whom are not even older than me are married!
Damn I feel so fucking old!