Blog: "So, What Did I Miss?"

     Dear Blog,

I miss it here. A lot has happened in the past few days. I've been wanting to write everything day by day and blog-post by blog-post. But, unfortunately, I have a very bad time management skills.. Yeah..

Annnnyway, I'm just happy about last week and don't want the time to pass without talking about it.

So, let's get into it!

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First, on Tuesday, November 18th:

College always has a two-hours break on Tuesdays for college activities and stuff.

That day there was this 'lecture' called "A+" by a club called Yamam. I saw the posters in college and all the announcements on twitter and thought "I really need to attend that thing!"

So, I saved the date on my calendar and when the day came I attended the lecture with one of my good classmates.

It was REALLY amazing!

I can't even begin to tell you about all the motivational speeches that have been said that day!

I wanted to talk about it in a separate blog post so I can talk about it in Arabic and more thoroughly. I wanted to talk about all the women that have talked and shared their stories that day. But, as I said. Poor. Time. Management. 

That's a lesson to learn; MANAGE YOUR TIME, LULWAH!

One of the first lecturers/speakers that talked that day was an MIS graduate from our own college!

She said something observational about studying well and getting good grades. She said that;

“People that get good grades are the ones that do things beside studying. Because the busiest people are the ones that need to know how to manage their time and get a lot of things done. On the other hand, people who have nothing tend to be very good procrastinators. Always leaving stuff for the last minute.”

This was so obvious yet I was so oblivious to it..

They talked about so many beautifully motivational things.

At the end of the lecture, when I was leaving, they gave me a very beautiful and well organised agenda!

And I am so, very proud of them. I am proud of Yamam Club specifically for rising all the way here. And having all these different ideas. But mostly, I'm proud of the college's progress.

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The next day, Wednesday, November 19th, was fun.

 It's the best day of the week.
Wanna know why?
*whispers* Because Thursday is an off day.
Woo-hoo!

But that specific Wednesday was more special. Because, first:
The last lecture that day we had a lecture. But we didn't take an actual lecture.

Guess what we did instead?
Mrs. Noor decided we will play a game instead!
Yeah, we played a game.
And it. was. fun!

I don't know what's the name of the game, but, let's call it the 'No Words' game.

I will explain it as I originally know it:
There should be two teams and a judge. The judge chooses a word and one of the team's members–the one that will act it out it to their team–is the only one allowed to know it. Then he/she stands in front of their team and start acting it out and the rest of the team members need to guess it out before the timer ends!

Yeah, I guess you can picture the actual FUN of the whole thing...
We were laughing so hard all the way through the game!

P.s. I was on the winning team *does the happy dance*

Thank you, Mrs. Noor.

Thank you for being you and thank you for giving us this blissfulness of a lecture!

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And then later that day, I met with a girl that I have become very good friends with, Doaa!

She is already too sweet to start with. And then she went right ahead and bought me those two delicious looking books!!! Yeah, too sweet..

The first one is 'Not That Kind of Girl' by Lena Dunham
And the second is called 'I Am Malala' by Malala Yousafzai

She recommended me 'I Am Malala' once and I was planning on buying it but I didn't find it anywhere in our bookstores. And when she knew that I didn't buy it, she bought it for me.

Again, TOO SWEET!!!

The second one, she claims that is a good one and I honestly think that it will be!

Cannot wait to start reading them!

Thank you so much, Doaa. Love you!❤️

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The next few days were pouring rain.

They were perfect days.

Just wanted to include that in here..

That day, Sunday, November 23rd, I was in Aramco Library, studying for an exam, when the rain started pouring suddenly.

Yes, I did stop studying in case you were wondering.

Every rain drop was calling my name softly to go outside!

*Lulwah Lulwah Lulwah..*

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Tuesday, November 25th:

I didn't sleep well on Sunday. So that left a very weak-minded Lulu on Monday..

Which lead me to forgetting that the next day, Tuesday, my classes start at 8 NOT 9:30. 

To make a long story short? I woke up late. Very late. And missed my first class.

But because we have our good hearted teacher, Noor,  it was okay. She just laughed about it and gave me a ticket for the class. Yes, a ticket.

And it was so sweet!

There was a quote on the ticket that, to my astonishment, was exactly what I needed.

A very good advice for a better time management!

It said:

[ “Only put off until tomorrow what you are willing to die having left undone.” –Pablo Picasso

Everyday, I devote my attention to the things that are actually important! ]

I actually have this paper hanged on the board on the wall right in from of my desk!

Thank you for that great idea Mrs. Noor :D

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I love video making.

And I love my camera. No mater how annoying it gets sometimes..

A few weeks ago I ordered a new lens–specifically for taking videos–online.

On Sunday I got a message that said that my package has arrived! Yay!!!!!

So, on Tuesday, November 25th, I received my package of love and happiness.

I am extremely happy about it!

And I miss making videos. TERRIBLY! :(

So, I cannot wait to get to know it and be friends with it.

Hello, Lens :D

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So, Dear Blog, that is the end of my slightly beautifully eventful week.
I enjoyed this week a lot!

I will summarise what I have learned in that week;

I have learned that:

If you want to be better, be better.

Going to lectures and listening to different stories actually help with a lot of things. And are NEVER a waste of time.

I have learned that people, CAN change.

And last but definitely not least, NEVER COMPARE YOURSELF TO ANYONE and you will feel more and more complacent everyday.

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 Count your blessings people!

What does beautiful look like?

Half-moon.

This time of the year, is the perfect time to go to half-moon!

As you all know, the weather is getting perfectly perfect each and every day since the end of October..

And it's this weather that switches everybody's bad mood to a very good one!

At least for me it does.

It was Saturday, November 15th, when my family suddenly decides to go out for a small day-trip to the half-moon (beach). –it's a a beach, but there is this sparse of dunes that people tend to go to in the cooler weather of the year.–

I had an exam to study for. But, I went anyway.

(I actually decided to go because I thought we wouldn't take long. I just took myself, my book and my mobile. But, as it turns out, they intended to stay a liiiiiiittle bit longer than I thought. Hah! Yeah right..)

Anyway, I was bummed when they told me that we were staying till sunset.

But, it didn't take long for me to actually realise how fun it is to be there. (It actually took me just a little bit longer than ten minutes..)

Every time we go there, we just sit together.

Sometimes we play a few sand games. Sometimes we just sit and each one of us is doing what they want. (Read, play with their mobile, sleep. Anything really..)

But this time, I actually felt the fun of going there.

This time, we lit a fire! *note the excitement in my mental voice*

And my father made us Arabic coffee and tea, using the same fire!!!

The process of doing all this, lighting the fire and making the coffee and the tea, that was the fun part–even though it wasn't me who did those things. I'm planning to be the one doing them next time in sha'a Allah!–.

By the time it was near sunset, the weather was getting more and more perfect by the minute. Literally!

It looked so good, that no matter what anybody uses to capture it, it will not do it justice!

In this picture the sun was like an orange ball falling from the sky, and at any minute would hit the ground–softly. This is exactly the way I saw it in my mind.

The sky was like an exquisite painting with its aesthetical colors! Subhan Allah.

I honestly could not take my eyes off of the window, looking at the sky.

This is a photo of my brother and sister as we were in the car heading home. (We were still on the sand, not yet near the street.)

I loved the way the sunset looked in the background.

Even though the photo does not do it justice, I had to capture it. 

I had to capture the ending of a beautiful day.

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Hello beautiful weather!

Birthday Joy!

Two days ago, November 9th, was my twenty second birthday!

How about we talk about birthdays?

Two days ago, I used to feel like birthdays are just 'fun'. And are just days to celebrate.

But, honestly? I never actually got the concept of celebrating one's birthday.

I'm not saying I wouldn't enjoy my—or others'—birthdays. I actually have so much FUN and feel EXTREMELY HAPPY when it comes to birthdays and celebrating and stuff, you know?

But on a deeper level? I just used to feel like "Why would I want to celebrate something that I didn't actually do? Why would I celebrate something that I did not choose?"

Yeah, that's just the way I am. I just always need something logical, I alway want reasons to analyze most things..

But, then..

Then, I realized, now I know why birthdays are such a big deal. Now I know why celebrating one's birthday is much deeper than a cake and birthday wishes.

A Birthday is so much more than that.

A birthday is the day that someone was BORN. It's the day someone was brought to this life.

That's what makes it so important.

A birthday is a progress in life.

Right now, I fully understand the actual joy of a birthday!

Birthdays are happiness. Not just for the birthday person. But for the people around them as well. Especially the close ones.

And it's a reminder that "You were born on this day, I am happy that were born. And I love you. And I am blessed to have you in my life."

Birthdays are about enjoying being brought to this life. And meeting all the people that you have met. And praising Allah for every bit of a moment that happened in your entire life.

My birthday was about praising Allah for the family and friends that I have. Praising Allah for everything that my life has turned out to be. But most of all, it was about enjoying being me.

Praise be to Allah❤️

 

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Two days ago, November 9th, I woke up, washed my face, brushed my teeth, got into my college clothes and went downstairs and said hi to Mom and Dad.

This was the beginning of my 23rd, and I couldn't even wish for a better way to have started my new year!

One hour later, I tweeted a thought:

And I can't even begin to tell you how happy everybody made me feel by wishing me a happy birthday!

They were everywhere. Not just twitter.

All the social networking apps were full of happy birthday wishes!

I am blessed in knowing the sweetest people ever!!!!

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When I finished my first class, at 12 pm, one of my friends, Marah, called my mobile and asked where I was so she could come to my class. I told her, and five minutes later she came. Along with this: Hershey's!!!

And she was actually being so sweet about it!

She was like "You just need to know that I just found out that it's your birthday and that you deserve more."

And I was literally so HAPPY about it. She doesn't even know how happy those two boxes of chocolate made me feel.

I don't think anything else would've made me happier than chocolate.

 

 

It is chocolate after all..

Marah, thank you! First one to make my day that day!

 

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After that I went home and everyone was wishing me a happy birthday and everythin, but, then, my mom goes; "So, which cake do you want?"

And I answer, "Kitkat cake from Saad AlDeen."

Yeah.. I chose the cake I want for my birthday. My Mom is that cool! Hahah!

 

Before I say anything else, the day after my birthday, I had a homework AND an exam.

So, when I got home, I spent most of the rest of the day in my 'studying area'. Studying.

I knew that there was a cake for me but I didn't know anything besides that.

While I was studying, they call me from our front yard.

And when I go outside there's this;

 

 

 

 

 

I find these balloons, along with the cake that I chose.

I can't go through the details, because it was dark and I couldn't take photos. (Besides the photo of the balloons.)

And thank God I couldn't take photos. If I could I wouldn't have enjoyed my time as much as I did.

It was really amazing.

I felt so happy and blessed with everything.

And what made me even happier is the birthday card.

 

 

This birthday card:

It says:

"It's your big day. Don't just think of it as having another birthday. Think of it as the anniversary of the day the world was graced with your presence! Happy Birthday"

And I am planning on it!

And my whole family wrote on it. To make it even more special.

 

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My little sister, Nourah–AKA the kitten of the house.–brought me this shoe box. She told me that it wasn't for me and it's nothing important. But she just needed me to open it.

And when I open the box, I find this 'letter' that was written by Mom with Nourah's own and literal words.

So she was telling Mom what to write.

And I thought this was actually the cutest thing. And the purest kind of feelings. Ever.

 

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The next day, which is yesterday, I had college very early in the morning. My first class starts at 8:00 am.

At 7:something am, when I was in the car heading to college, my very good friend, Arwa, called. She asked me where I was and when I was coming and I told her that I had an exam at 8 so I could meet her after class.

But, then she asked for my locker number and passcode. And I gave it to her.

After class I went to my locker to put my abaya only to find this; this huge explosions love.

Love In a bag.

I can't even begin to tell you how much I loved the idea! it's so creative and..affectionate.

Thank you, Arwa. I love you.

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Later that day, one of my new friends, in the new major, called me and told me that she wanted to ask me about something in one of our courses. I asked her if she wanted me to come and she said that she'd come to me. And when she came, a few more of my friends and classmates came with her.

Guess what they wanted? They wanted to wish me a happy birthday! They actually sang me 'Happy Birthday' right in the middle of the doorway of the college!

It was LITERALLY the sweetest thing! I wasn't expecting that. At all!

 

They were holding this paper with this beautiful birthday cake–that one of them, Nourah, has drew–and a 'Happy Birthday Lulwah' (with a tiara on top of my name!) right on top.

Each one of them has written a happy birthday wish for me. And it is really amazing it makes my heart swell with joy!

They also gave me this beautiful bag. There was a chocolate pop inside–which my sister ate–and a very beautiful sailor necklace.

And, 'Make a wish' written on the white bag which held a doughnut inside. YUM!

 

 

I am very happy to have met those girls. Not just because of the birthday stuff. But because they are also amazing! They're all such sweethearted and kind girls!

Girls, if any of you is reading this, THANK YOU!

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Now, this has nothing to do with my birthday–(almost)–but I want to share it here, since my family gave it to me on my birthday..

If any of you read one of my previous blog posts, then you might have read my (Farewell My Dear 5s!) post. The post where I bid my goodbyes to my previous iPhone.

If you haven't read it, here you go: (So you can know the story behind buying this one.)

http://lulwahsdiary.blogspot.com/2014/08/farewell-my-dear-5s.html

Ever since I lost my iPhone, in August, 2 months ago, I stayed iPhoneless.

I was going to save money so I can buy another one. But iPhone 6 just got released. And, well..

I decided waiting till I can buy the iPhone 6 is better than buying the same one that broke.. Right?

Anyway, the story of getting it is VERY long. So, I won't get into the details of that.

And, to make a very long story short?

 

Yesterday, they brought it to me.

It was my (kind-of) birthday present.

Why kind-of? Because I needed it. And because I was already planning on buying it.

It just happens that they–(they meaning my beloved family.)– surprised me with it yesterday.

I cannot even begin to tell you how happy that made me fell.

I was feeling so good about it, that I couldn't change out of my college clothes till I restored my previous iPhone's back-up to this one..

 

 

And just so you know, I am an Apple freak.

Yes, I am.

I love Apple products/devices endlessly.

So, you can just imagine how happy it made me feel.

Especially after spending two full months with a used blackberry..

 

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Plus, a new pair of the Apple headphones. The ones I had before, broke.

So this is a bonus for me! :D

 

 

 

 

 

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Praise be to Allah. Always, and for everything!❤️

 

Sometimes, it's the smallest things that make you realize how precious you are to some people.

 

Thank Allah. Every minutes of every hour of every day in your life!

I'd like to think of two days ago, as me being born again.. Hmm.. That sounds nice! How about we work on that? Without having to wait for our birthdays..

 

A new year, filled with new chances and opportunities, begins!

 

Be Happy!

today felt nice.

Today was going to be my 'off' day.

I wasn't planning on doing anything.

At all.

Well, to be completely honest here, I was planning on finishing some homeworks and stuff..

But at 2:something pm today, Motiur, the librarian from the recreation library called.

This is how the conversation went:

Motuir: Assalamu alaykom Lulwah! How are you?

Me: I'm fine, thank you. How are you?

Motuir: I'm fine! So, listen, are you coming to the library today?

Me: No, I don't think so.. I don't have anyone to bring me. Our driver is not here.

Motiur: Can you find someone to bring you here? Because today is the 70th year SAEA community anniversary and we think there'll be a lot of kids for the story and we don't have anyone to read it..

Me: Aha! Okay, I'll just go talk to my brother and see if he can take me there!

*asks Khalid if he could take her to the library*

*Khalid says yes*

*HOORAY*

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So, this is what happens when I go there:

The park is indeed very crowded for the anniversary celebration.

But, the library for the story time? Not so much.

Because this celebration is literally full of kids activities.

So, it is only logical for the kids library section to be semi-empty.

Nonetheless, I have enjoyed both the celebration and the story time. But I enjoyed the story time more.

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My younger brother, Abdullah, and I stayed very late today. We stayed till the library closed.

But before it closed, I walked by the children's section of the library. The lights were off. There were only two of the librarians arranging the shelves inside. And it looked so peaceful that I just had to capture it and share it along with my feelings. So, I asked them if I could take some photos and they told me to go ahead!

It's enough for me that it's fully stocked with books.

Sometimes, even if I'm not there to read the story, walking by this room and seeing those kids just losing themselves completely in a book —or a number of kids gathering around a book or a comic magazine— makes me feel so happy!

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Here, in this area, I read the story.

We gather all those small cushions/chairs and put them together in a line so I can sit in small blue chair right there by the books and read the story to whomever is sitting in front of me.

And right after that comes this area;

As soon as we finish the story we go to this section.

Every single kid sits on one of these chairs and starts the crafting/coloring of the day.

Sometimes it is coloring where we give them outlines pictures and all they have to do is color.

Some other times, it's crafting. Where they need to do more work. They need to use the glue and be more creative.

It is really fun. And if you actually imagine yourself in their place, you'd feel even more... Into it.

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And the most important thing that made the day even more perfect.. Is the weather.

Today's weather was literally perfect.

It was cold. Like, the coldest it's been since a very long time.

But, for me, It. Was. P. E. R. F. E. C. T.

The kind of weather that makes you want to pause everything and just inhale it. Not just the smell. Inhale the feeling of it as well.

I wish I could capture the actual weather, you know?

Anyway, I'm just happy the temperature is actually decreasing. It's going from 40s to 10s and 20s.

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I wasn't planning on posting anything about today. But, then again, why not?

It's been a great day.

I even saw some of my very good friends!

Today felt nice.

Today felt so good.

Today felt like it needed documenting. And I'm glad I did.

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Make something special and unique and..yours..out of every moment in your life.

Life

Is

Beautiful

If you want it to be.

And I'm sure you do.

 

Be Happy!

'I Wish'!

I Wish Grill & Café

HAHA! True enough about saudi people, huh?

Yeah, I loved that one, too!

Yesterday, November 6th, my family and I went to this new restaurant in Khobar.

It's called 'I Wish'.

The best thing about it is that it's a Saudi restaurant!

Let's take a walk through the restaurant, shall we?

I really loved the interior design of the restaurant. It's very.. Open.

I bet it would look even much, much better in daylight! (With it's high windows.)

Greetings!

I was so mad I didn't bring my camera.

I kept taking photos with my iPad though..

Anyway, here are the dining areas of the restaurant;

(One, very small observation; the tables are too small for the diners to be comfertable. It's like those table are big enough for two—three. Tops.—to fit each one's dish. But they have more chairs around the table to fit five people or more.)

But still, I need to be fair and say that this restaurant is still work in progress. Which means it's not officially done.

Now, to the next three creative areas in the rstaurant:

One is Café, the other is a Bakery and the third is a Grill,

The Café,

The Grill and the Bakery,

My brothers and I stood outside the Grill's window for a while. Just looking at them cooking/working.

And let me tell you soemthing; they work very well, they are very clean and they have a unique way of cooking.

I took a photo of our orders and put them together in a collage.

Their food tastes SO GOOD!

They have proved themselves as a new restaurant.

I talked about 'dynamite shrimp' in one of my previous blogs, and yesterday I found the 'dynamite shrimp' there in that restaurant. And it's a good compition to the one they serve in 'P.F.Chang's' restaurant.

I don't know what more to say. But I just want to say that, all in all, this restaurant takes 4.3/5

I recommend it!

If you ever decide on going there, ENJOY IT! :D

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Yeah, one more thing;

This is their instagram in case anyone wanted to check it out:

 

Be Happy!

College and I — The Story of Us!

I have wanted to share my story of getting into the university for a very long time now. But this particular story is a bit long. And writing it needs time. (and a specific mood.)
Right now, I've got both.

Okay, here it goes;

I graduated high-school in 2010.

let's talk about my idea of 'college/university' when I was in high-school: I didn't have any. I honestly never thought about college or about a specific major seriously. It was always just one of the things that I didn't give much thought. Come to think of it, when I was in high-school I didn't give much thought of anything other than high-school. I don't why, but, I always kind of thought of college as similar thing to regular schools. You know, it'll be just going from one grade to another. Or moving from one school to another. Like graduating from middle school and going to high-school..

And by the time I was in high-school, people started asking if I had a specific major in mind for when I go to college. And my answer was ALWAYS this; English Literature. (Even though I knew nothing about that major except they read novels in it.)

At the time, I knew nothing about myself but how much I loved the English language. And from then on, English Literature was my only idea of college.

Then, when the time came and I actually graduated, I applied to only one college and one major: College of Arts - English Literature major.

And guess what? I got accepted.

But it was in Alahsa'a.

So, again, guess what? I didn't go there.

Yeah.. I didn't go.
Because it was 1. (considered) far. And 2. My parents (and myself) didn't want me to go and stay in the dorms. So that's that.

By that time, all colleges have closed their admission systems/portals.

So, that semester, the first semester after graduating, I stayed at home. With absolutely nothing to do. And with absolutely no company but boredom.
We thought it'd only be one semester. So we just thought it was good to take a semester off.

The semester after that I wanted to apply at the College of Arts in Dammam, which is nearer to home. But I didn't. Because it had a very bad reputation. And, trust me, I do know that getting a bachelor's degree is not supposed to be easy. But (after istekhara) I studied going there and I couldn't bring myself to apply at that college.

So, that semester, which is the second since graduating high-school, I got accepted at King Faisal University in the Distance Learning.

I studied online for two, maybe three, full months. And, for me, it was one of the worst experiences. Ever. Some other people might think the exact opposite about distant learning. But for me it was bad. I used to sleep in the morning and wake up around 6-7 at the evening. I never go out. And I gained 10 kilos. Wow. (No worries, I lost them now.)

So, as obvious as it is, I dropped out.

I knew that there was something better for me.

And I stayed collegeless till the end of the year.

That's a whole year without actually getting into a proper college.

After that one year comes the third semester, the semester that I applied at the University of Kuwait. They actually told me that I was 100% accepted at their university (Because I got a good GPA—for them—. And my mom is Kuwaiti.). They just needed to finish the paper work and approve of my high-school certificate (Because I'm a Saudi girl applying at a Kuwaiti University.) Anyway, you'll never guess what happened..My certificate—my original certificate, mind you.—got lost. How? GOD KNOWS. But, with a miracle, we found it. Right after the admission system was closed.. Yeah.. The true definition of Kheera (Allah always knows what is best for you.)

So that was my third semester 'collegeless', at home.

After that I tried applying at the University of Bahrain.. But then..

THEN..I got accepted into the University of Dammam - College of Applied Studies and Community Service. (The college I'm studying at right now.)
And let me tell you something about getting accepted after staying at home for a YEAR AND HALF: I cried. I literally cried when I got accepted. Even if it wasn't something I had my mind set on.

I got into a college I knew absolutely nothing about.
I knew absolutely nothing about the majors there.
I had no idea what I wanted to major.
But then my dad told me about that MIS major.
And I started thinking about that..

MIS.

Management. Information. Systems.

It was enough for me that it was about computers. In a computer. For a computer. Just something that takes place in a computer or a laptop.

Yeah.. I had my mind set on THAT.
And I thought, "I'll be getting into it in sha'a Allah."
"That's my major."

Let me tell you one thing about our college; we have two prep years. Not one.

So all the way through those two years I was anticipating the time that I would major in MIS.

The time came. But I wasn't accepted in my most desired major.

Instead, I got accepted in my most dreaded one; Accounting. (No offense Accounting lovers.)

After spending two-miserable-weeks in that dreadful major, they transferred me—among others—into Business Administration.
Which was a thousand times better.
But it wasn't MIS.

I studied a whole semester there, intending to transfer and become and MIS student. All the (women) staff in the admission administration were NOT supportive. At all. They even told me that I would never get accepted into that major..blah blah blah. Whatever.

Nevertheless, last summer, summer of 2014, I submitted my 'Major Transfer Application' online. Feeling so sad about not being accepted already. Without actually getting the news of whether I'm accepted or not. And I was an absolute pessimist about it..

Anyway, at the end of the summer I got an e-mail from the dean, (it was a group e-mail), saying that "..people who wanted to transfer majors need to check the system to see if they got accepted or not. And that, if they got accepted, they need to approve of the major they chose.."

*whispers*
I approved.

Because, for the third time, guess what?
I. GOT. ACCEPTED.

*WHAT!!!!*

I don't think I have ever felt as proud of myself as I felt that day.
It was one of the happiest days of my life.
Specially after going through so much just to figure out what I really wanted. To figure out what I can do best.

Too many people have told me that I can never do it.
That I will never be accepted.
That I just need to accept the fact that I won't be successful in it even if I got accepted.
People have told me that I will fail.
People told me that I'm unsuitable for it.
They told me that this major is so hard I won't be able to go through with it.

I can't even begin to tell you all the other horrible words that I got.

But I can tell you this, I. AM. PROVING. THM. ALL. WRONG.

And more than that, I wouldn't be here if it wasn't, firstly for Allah, then for all the people that have motivated me and told me that I CAN DO IT and told me to 'GO FOR IT'!

Right now, after spending two months studying in this major, I am at my happiest.
This major is a source of happiness to me.
This major, after Allah the almighty, is my safe haven. My sanctuary.

It does not mean that I'm getting perfect grades or anything, because I'm actually not. It just means that I am studying something that I want to study. Not something just to get by with.

All my high-school friends, are graduated.
And I am happy for them.
I don't feel bad for not graduating yet.
You know why? Because I am getting to know something I love.

This major is a door opening for me.
It's not just some words to memorize, or grades to get.
It's something to LEARN.

You know the saying "Do something you love and you will never have to work a day in your life."? Well, I never understood it. Until MIS.

I told my dad a few weeks back that; after majoring I feel like I'm in a whole new and different place. I walk into college everyday feeling like it's a different college. Not the one I studied at for the past two and a half years.

Let me tell you something about myself;
I am not the studying type of person.
I loath studying.
Sometimes, I go to exams without actually studying. I just read the course and go and take the exam. (And end up having the worst grade in history..But never mind that..)

Right now, studying feels better.
It's like I want to get to know my subjects instead of just memorizing them for grades.

Right now, I feel better. I feel more complacent. And I thank Allah everyday for getting accepted.

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I am writing this to motivate every single person that needs motivation.About anything. Not just college/studying.

But I am mainly writing this for me.

To remind myself that the obstacles/difficulties in the way are there just for a better result.

Writing it down makes me actually FEEL the accomplishments that I have made.

Writing it down makes me hang on tighter to it.

To my determination.

It makes me hold on to never giving up.

And I will be reading this and re-reading it every single time I get a spark of doubt.

I hope you'd do the same.
I hope you never give up! (on anything)

Always remember:

"Do something you love and you will never have to work a day in your life."

Be Happy!