Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Thoughts on being a Guster: Beginning.



As most of you know by now, I was a former student at the college of basic education, a.k.a Hell hole.  A good friend of mine saw the hell I was going through there and advised me to drop and apply to a different place. A more sophisticated place. A place that actually appreciates my hard work and attendance.  And that place is Gust.  In short, I was terrified of the decision I was thinking about making.  A tremendous decision like this one is ought to change the course of my life.  It would literally change everything, along with my future.  I thought, thought and thought some more about it. I wrote the pros and the cons of the transference and to be fair, the good and bad things about my college at that time.  Turned out and I am not even surprised, there were a lot of bad things about my college.  So, I decided to take a big leap. What do I have to lose? I was already in a bad situation. What also encouraged me is that:
  1.  I was not transferring alone.
  2.  I would be studying what I love, which is English Linguistics and translation. 
  3.  I would be able to see and be with most of my friends every single day.
Afterwards, the decision had been made.  I applied and a month later got accepted with both of my good friends.  I was extremely excited about the whole thing. I felt liberated and refreshed.  COBE had been a really tiring and a stressful experience for me for endless reasons.
Now, It had been 13 weeks for me since my first day at Gust.  
How does it feel like to be a Guster? 
It feels absolutely amazing.  Comparing to the hell hole I was in, Gust seems like paradise.  They provide everything a students need from minor things such as a broad library and FREE printers, to major things like a clinic, gym and good cafes. The classes are air-conditioned, clean and well secured. The lobbies are filled with comfortable neat couches and there are electronic locker rooms all over the buildings. As you can see, GUST is basically a University that makes sure to provide their students with everything to make us relaxed and comfortable.  Yet, there are a lot of people who would strongly disagree and complain.
What did I learn about GUST?
  1. They're strict. There's absolutely no time to fool around, which is another thing that I love about it. At the same time, they're fun. How? They provide various seminars, workshops and entertaining carnivals for their students.
  2. Another thing that I love is, the outdoor week. The outdoor week is basically a week when GUST brings different kinds of well-known restaurants in Kuwait and place them near the fountain, so we can eat and enjoy the weather.
  3. They have Internet connection all over the building. Which I find extremely beneficial, specially when my cellphone's internet subscription finishes.
  4.  The parking lot near the building after exactly 7:50am gets full. You have to park somewhere further, and if you're in bad luck near the soccer field.
  5. I learned how to write essays. I'm actually still learning, but I think I got the hang of it.
  6. I certainly improved my English Language.
  7. Some girls there dress up WAY too fancy for University. I have to admit that most look absolutely fabulous  And in a way, their outfits are quite creative and inspirational. But again, I still believe it's too much for Uni.
  8. The foundation level is utterly exhausting. It's consuming both my energy and time. I barely have time for reading, Taekwondo and some other activities that I enjoy doing. At least, I'm getting to see my friends though.
That's it for now. I'll  be writing more about this topic in the near future and tell you more about my experience as a GUST student.

Sunday, April 7, 2013

Love me.


Love me.


Love me for my chaotic self, for my mess and for my dark shattered thoughts.

Love me for my flaws, for my never-ending mistakes, for my imperfections.

Love me dearly.

Love me for every poisonous word I wounded people with.

Love me for every breath, every movement, every blink that lead to trouble.

Love me for every touch I harmed you with. For every touch I made you suffer.

Love me for my hidden secrets, love me for my forbidden past.

Love me for everytime a flame flickers hungrily alive. Love me for everytime a salty wave collides heavily against the soft, fragile shore.

Love me for everytime the sun shines upon us. Love me for everytime the moon shadows our ugly side.

Love me for me.

Love all of me.