Home Invasion

         

           So I'm going back home to Edmonton tonight! I'm sooo excited!! I still can't believe it! I've been here in Egypt for nine years! :D I had lost all hope. I could've literally seen myself with nine kids in the future in Egypt. Something I'm not looking forward to. Here's a question I always wanted to ask women with lots of kids "WHY?" But that is question for another day.


          This is too exciting for me to bear. Just found out last night and it was wee morning before the excitement died down enough to get me a bit of sleep. So I'll be transiting through Frankfurt, Germany then Calgary then finally the homeland Edmonton, Alberta. All that in a day, I'm expecting to be deadbeat by then.


          I spent the whole day messaging everybody I know on every single social website I'm on to tell them about this trip. haha The excitement and the screams and shrills on the phone and the ones I imagined where happening on the other side of the computer as I broke the news to all my facebook friends captures my feelings exactly and I would've screamed with them if I didn't already waste my voice ten minutes ago. Now I can only croak but not even that will stop me from being over the moon. Just want to be on the plane right now, Somebody please speed up the day.


          So this is going to be my last blogpost done on this side of the world for a while or if I'm lucky for good. Surprisingly this is the first time something happened to me and I immediantly had the desire to blog about it. Is that a sliver of hope for my blog I see in the horizon? Tune in next episode to find out, meanwhile keep all your fingers an all of your toes crossed.


          Excuse me now so I can go and throw a load of wrinkled clothing into my suitcase and call it packing. Then pick out an outfit that I can wear through four airports and still manage to stay ironed. No excuse to look like a bum. See? I've evolved already :D

Choices and Circumstances

          I've just finished reading this loong so-very-looong scientific article explaining sexual selection and man, was I ever impressed! Basically they give examples that with better genes there is probably a better chance at survival for you, but it's not a complete theory because there is always "on the other hand" Regardless the article was amazing and that was just one of the points there. Sexual Selection - Ignore The Blonde (That was the article's name, not made by me I swear).


          I've been debating to myself about dropping out of the university I'm in to pursue a major in psychology which is what I want to study. What I'm studying, which will remain disclosed, is a compromise. At the decision-making time ( which was just last year btw) I agreed to compromise because there were other factors in play but now are non-existent. So that is a very big letdown for me because now all I have left is studying something I have no desire to make my future career and not even the other factors to motivate me. On the other hand though I'm almost halfway to graduating and earning my degree. When I was making the compromise I was supposed to get this degree and basically make my parents happy because this was what they wanted for me and after all that pursue my own ambitions.


          Now looking back I was basically guilt tripped into accepting because at the time I had a younger brother who had gottten extremely sick at the time, and I was the oldest and I had just graduated from high school. So with so much other familial problems, my higher educational plans were put on hold and I sat at home for one whole year without doing anything productive whatsoever. Who knew doing nothing at all could be so mentally and emotionally draining. I got depressed during that time, and I was looking forward for September to come along so I can start university studying Mass Communications. That dream was struck down though by le parents who disagreed so my only option was to go along with the path they had already set for me.


          You might be wondering why I'm so dependent on my parents. Well when you live in a country where you are not allowed a job then the only thing you have to depend on are the people whose roof you're living under aka the parents.


          I just had my twentieth birthday last month and that was trigger point that got me thinking. Is is really worth it? I really am torn because one other obstacle is if I drop out, the disappointment of the parents is something I do not want to face PLUS I would have to pay for university myself. Me, Who can't even get a job!


          The question still remains should I or shouldn't I quit uni? I was just hoping to reach an answer from all my literal rambling about my life story that I have going on here. Alright some more thinking and weighing of options needs to done on my part. Goodnight!