Tshirt painting at The Walk
I give up! thinking of a nice update here at work is useless. Such a gloomy place today. And what's with those continues weird dreams I keep dreaming. One day I woke over cloud #9. And Today it was such a freaky dream. Anyway it might be part of me adjusting to working life again. Oh Have any of you done something fun this holiday?
I spent mine between Dubai & Ras Al Khaimah. I started enjoying the latter more than I thought I will. Certain memories from all the childhood summers I spent keep popping up, and at one point I would be like "Hey does that Bakery Van still comes to the house!
They used to sell the Yummiest muffins & Za'atar mana2eeesh close to grannies house.
We used to play in the massive yard in front with my usual hang out: My bro & cousin Ali. We built our own houses out of junk, we lit tiny fires and buried ourselves in the chilly sand counting the star in a very clear night. These fairytales would be suddenly ruined by uncle Salman. The ultimate discipline commando in the family :P Drink Milk, Eat Veggies, wear shoes outside, Stay 10 meters away from the TV, don't run.. and the list goes on.
There was this time when I was in grade 6 practicing my Karate moves in front of Ali. I wanted him to feel jealous because of my Orange belt lol. Baaam, I guess he was too jealous to hit me right on my lip and it started bleeding a little. I forgot all about holding it up and staying focused and kept on crying. 6ab3an Ali never forgets that day and he keeps on reminding me about it. I wonder if I scared him by telling Uncle Salman.
Although we are not the same 10 years old kids anymore. But when the time comes, we can be that no matter when or where.
I might sound like a person who lives heavily on the past. But I learned that as much as I remind myself that those days were good, it makes me positive that the future will be even better.
P.S I'm turning 22 in few days. Is it a YAY or NAY age!!