Here are the good things:
*I've finally actually made a friend here! I'm not a 12 year old girl and I'll survive as an island, but it's nice to be appreiciated. There are several people here that I've hung out with and enjoyed meeting, but when it came time to break off into groups I was sick of being the one all by myself. So. One an extremely personal level, that's been good.
*My hair's finally been dyed! I was going to wait until the program need and then dye it something crazy, but I got so sick of the multiple layers of gross bleached hair (after the pink washed out) and my friend wanted to dye it. So. El humdalilah, it's now dark red.
*The program is almost over. I just have to keep thinking about that. This is a good thing as well as a bad, because I am exhausted both physically and emotionally. I need a break. I can only hope I will be able to get that. Even a hostel bed would be better than our pads and ridiculously hard, giant pillows. Not that I don't love them as memories of my time here, but still.
*Other than the previously mentioned incident, my time in Beirut was rejuvenating. We hung out at a feminist centers/cafe to watch two documentaries which I'll talk about later (even more entries!) and they were selling a book about lgbt relationships in Lebanon, which of course I ended up buying. If I end up staying in Beirut, I will definitely be going back there. I have this fantasy of staying in Beirut with a job at such a place. It's nice to think about.
*I contacted my financial advisor so hopefully I will have money soon.
*Ramadan has been amazing. Mood swings, dehydration, and hunger aside, it's definitely been worth it to experience. It's long been my personal opinion that it's stupid to do stuff just because someone tells you to, and I'm including God(s) in that. But I think the reasons behind Ramadan are beautiful. I will hopefully never know what it's like to be really, truly live in poverty. But to experience even this small inkling of it has been eye opening. At any moment if it became too much, I could always buy a bottle of water or some food. I never did, but it was there as an option if I needed it. That option isn't there for a huge population of the world, many of whom live in places that have ridiculously high temperatures. Also, it's been great to fast along with everyone else here.
*I've finally actually made a friend here! I'm not a 12 year old girl and I'll survive as an island, but it's nice to be appreiciated. There are several people here that I've hung out with and enjoyed meeting, but when it came time to break off into groups I was sick of being the one all by myself. So. One an extremely personal level, that's been good.
*My hair's finally been dyed! I was going to wait until the program need and then dye it something crazy, but I got so sick of the multiple layers of gross bleached hair (after the pink washed out) and my friend wanted to dye it. So. El humdalilah, it's now dark red.
*The program is almost over. I just have to keep thinking about that. This is a good thing as well as a bad, because I am exhausted both physically and emotionally. I need a break. I can only hope I will be able to get that. Even a hostel bed would be better than our pads and ridiculously hard, giant pillows. Not that I don't love them as memories of my time here, but still.
*Other than the previously mentioned incident, my time in Beirut was rejuvenating. We hung out at a feminist centers/cafe to watch two documentaries which I'll talk about later (even more entries!) and they were selling a book about lgbt relationships in Lebanon, which of course I ended up buying. If I end up staying in Beirut, I will definitely be going back there. I have this fantasy of staying in Beirut with a job at such a place. It's nice to think about.
*I contacted my financial advisor so hopefully I will have money soon.
*Ramadan has been amazing. Mood swings, dehydration, and hunger aside, it's definitely been worth it to experience. It's long been my personal opinion that it's stupid to do stuff just because someone tells you to, and I'm including God(s) in that. But I think the reasons behind Ramadan are beautiful. I will hopefully never know what it's like to be really, truly live in poverty. But to experience even this small inkling of it has been eye opening. At any moment if it became too much, I could always buy a bottle of water or some food. I never did, but it was there as an option if I needed it. That option isn't there for a huge population of the world, many of whom live in places that have ridiculously high temperatures. Also, it's been great to fast along with everyone else here.
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