So, this is my third blog in almost a year. It's partly because my family always ends up finding out my blog and partly (but mostly because) I like starting new and forgetting about everything I've gone through that's written in my other blogs. I'm a coward. Really, I am because I tend to just forget everything and move on. Some might call that strength, but I disagree. It's the fact that you put up with your fears and your problems that make you strong.
Hm. Well, I'm a hopeless romantic. I'm still that girl waiting for that pristine, fairytale life. Every night before I go to bed, I have faith that my Prince Charming will throw pebbles at my window, climb upstairs, and take me to a world unknown. I'm still waiting.
I'm stubborn and have this huge determination to succeed. I want to be a doctor - an oncologist perhaps - and travel the world to help individuals in need in destitute countries like South Africa and Pakistan. I'm a junior in high school so far and although I freak out all the time, I have this feeling that I can do this. Let's see how it goes.
I have problems with commitments and I can be one of the biggest hypocrites and crazy lunatics, yet my belief in God is never in question. I know I have so much to improve upon yet I feel I have this connection with Him and every night, I thank Him for everything He's given me. There are many times, I curse at my failures yet I know everything has a reason. "Every hardship is followed by ease" He's promised.
I'm not really good at expressing myself in other forms that writing. Truly, whatever I write (or type) is from my heart (another cliche, sorry). Everything's original - no edits, no "let's please the teacher so I get an A" kind of writing. It's all mine. Did I tell you I can never talk to people fully? Well, I can't, so hopefully, blogging will give me some damned courage I currently lack.
So, there I am.
I like poetry. I love the winter. I like unique fashion. I like my Pakistani culture.
There it is.
Welcome to my blog.