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Dear readers, this is going to be long.

The last two weeks probably taught me more than the last three years or something, I'll tell you why and how, just be patient and listen to my stories.

So basically, I've just found out that the biggest problem we face in Egypt is not procrastination, it's also not the traffic, and it is not the lazy people who do not want to work, and it is not the pollution. Our biggest problem, dear readers is.. *drum roll* double standards. You'd laugh if it's a joke about the Jews and you'd think that Hitler is awesome but if the joke is about Muslims and the Arabs dying in *insert the name of any country* you'll tweet and curse and hate and everything. If the niquabi women in front of you is being discriminated against, you'll laugh and blame her, but if the Christian women you know faced any problem you'll start complaining about how minorities don't have rights in Egypt. It's totally okay to say that the west is a bunch of "kafara" but it's totally unfair and oh-my-God-what-do-they-know if they say that we are a bunch of "gahala". It's okay if your son has a girlfriend but it's a catastrophe if your daughter is in love. It's okay if a man has an affair because "el ragel may3eboosh 7aga" but a woman is whore if she has an affair although and also ironically God doesn't know or accept double standards. In front of him we are all equal, our skin color, our religion or our sex is never an excuse. Double standards guys, double standards. And you know what is worse than double standards? Saying that double standards are funny.Because no, they are not.

Apparently people do not grow up when they get older. Turns out, growing up has nothing to do with age and it also does not necessarily depend on what one went through, it depends more on how people regard things and on how they behave. You can be a 10 year old boy and more responsible than a 30 year old man. You can be a 19 year old girl who is now supporting her family financially and you can be a 19 year old girl who still depends on her parents and asks them to solve her problems for her. You can be a lot of things and you can be nothing at all, it just depends on what you want to think about before you fall asleep.

It's kinda funny that a lot of people who go through a lot of shit tend to believe that they are the only ones who go through shit. Contrary to everyone's beliefs everyone goes through a lot of shit. Even if they don't look like the kind of people who go through shit, believe it or not, you might be a privileged bitch compared to her or him. So basically let's stop judging and let's stop giving excuses. I don't know what you went through, it must be real bad though, because I have a lot of problems, too. So I understand. But then again, I control myself and I don't go all psycho over people's asses and that's why I'm going to expect you to behave. Not going to give you any excuses.

Turns out, I'm the kind of person who does not just give second chances or third chances or even fourth, I give *insert any big number* chances. I have no idea why though. I tried to analyze this situation and some others as well. It might be the need, the love, the care, the memories you do not want to waste or the 3ashan-mafish-7al-tany. I seriously am not sure. Or maybe it is the blood that runs in my veins.

They say being with a smart and talented man is a blessing but being with a man who does not know it, is a miracle.Bullshit. They've told me not to show him how great he is because he might just leave. Bullshit. The man I love is a very talented and smart man. He is great beyond imagination. He forgives and gives a lot of chances. He helps others and is always there to listen to them even if he needs someone to listen to him. He makes people laugh and he tries his best to make them feel better. He deserves to know how great he is, this is the least I can do.

There's a huge difference between being strict and between being crazy. A lot warned me, told me she's crazy and too-strict-to-be-true. I take risks, a lot of them. I went and took the course. People would ask me if I'm okay and if I was going to pass this course. Their questions didn't make any sense, I would tell them that she's normal, just like the professors who taught me at school, except that she's Egyptian. Turns out she's half German. It all made sense the minute she told us. But hell yeah, this kept me wondering. So, punctual people are crazy? El nas eli bet3mel sho3'alaha be zemma, are crazy? WOW Egyptians, no wonder we are like that.

Holland and Obama won the elections with not more than 53% which means that about 47% were against them. They do have midan Tahrir, too btw. Okay, they do not call it midan Tahrir, but you should get my point. The only thing they have and we don't is respect. They respect the opinion of the majority because this is democracy. This is the democracy we want, and this is the democracy people died for. Mel a5er yaany, those who are like "midan el ta7rir mawgood law el ra2is el gedid mesh 3agbna" etleho 3ala 3'aba2ko, ana mesh 3agbny 7agat ketir, bas ana mesh 7amashy 80 million 3ala mazagy, 3ashan el 80 million aslan layomken yetef2o 3ala 7aga wa7da.

Sexual harassment still pisses me off every time I read about it or every time I witness something. I'm not getting used to it, and I'm not planning to get used to it. Starting from the lady who was driving her car in front of me and was sexually harassed by three men sitting in the bus in front of her, ah walahy, giving her the finger and doing inappropriate gestures while laughing, to the guy who got into the metro that is supposed to be for women only and totally pretended that I wasn't talking when I asked him to leave, and then started laughing and making fun of me. Also the girl who kept smiling and was trying to hide her face when I started talking about sexual harassment and the unveiled lady who told me "matza3a2ish lel walad madam ma3amlekish 7aga" talking about the guy who was making fun of me, which made me ask myself, howa ana isA lazem astana sa3ato lama ye3mel 7aga 3ashan atkalm? 7ad 3'ery faker e3lan el wekaya 5ayron men al 3elag?

See, I did not lie, honest people are the best. I told you this was going to be long. Hope you've enjoyed it though, kisses.