Well, it has been long time since I wrote in the blog. I didn’t think that there were much to talk about. You can see that Zayed University took my whole life to the maximum, but eventually with all respect ZU , I didn’t deserve these teachers in my first semester. They were very disappointing , non-supporting at all till I got a 2.46 GPA which I expected more than 3.00 with all this mind blowing effort. But clearly I can’t when I have such a depressing teacher of my colloquy year in the Global awareness course, UGH! MAN! I can use some ACTIFAST PANADOL in her classes! And the other surprise is that she is going to teach me this semester too *Shoot Me*.
In this semester I had experienced joy, depression, nerve-breaking , laughter till crying, anger and gossip! A lot of new situations and a lot of emotion which made me forget my main goal and dream and just settled down with continuous days of big goals-free. That for sure made me forget myself and who I am. Maitha Hamdan is known of being energetic, full of life, full of big ambition, multi-talented young lady. WHERE DID SHE GO? Is it true that collage changes you and for good? Or maybe its my first semester and I didn’t know how to balance things up?
You are probably still wondering why I picked (the coffee bean guy) as a title, well (salamkom allah) Once when I was in collage going to the Coffee bean and tea leaf to grab something to drink after a long quiz, I remember that I had a big grumpy face drawn and complaining to a friend of mine that how my grades are getting lower and lower. “ two hot chocolate, normal size, with whip cream and chocolate sauce on top” said me . “why you are so sad?”said the cashier guy. Then I started nagging and whining like a big baby of how its hard to be in collage. The surprising thing that I ended up listening to his story, This man LOVES education and loves being in collage, he is smart enough to get tons of scholarships , but instead he decides to work to support his poor family. “Study hard, it is never too hard to study” he said. Then I was jokingly asking him “which Indian movie you liked the best this week?” then he said “I cant afford 30 Dirham for buying a movie ticket.” I don’t know why I took my first 50 Dirham in my purse and gave it to him as a reaction. Maybe because I felt that he needed a time off and he deserved to do something for him, or maybe I felt so guilty for having more of a luxurious life and rarely thank for it. But he never took this money from my hand and never accepted it so it ended up putting it in the tipping box. It was a big slap on my face for showing me reality, I’ve been in harder situation than just studying and I got through it in no time. This guy (which I called him Rihtick) gave me the encourage to study harder and never harden anything. He made me respect him more for his pride and dignity even for his need of money. He reminded me of how I should thank God everyday for life that I am living and how its easy to enter collage.
Thank you, All my respect to you Rihtick.
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