Sitting here trying to come up with something to write for
my last post, I think about how quickly time has gone by. Time has gone by, as
well as a lot of other things. I feel motivation has gone as well. And that is
a VERY bad thing. I feel the excitement for things has somewhat lessened over
the past year and I think I may know why.
Living in Lebanon has really opened my eyes up to seeing
negatives. For example, I never used to listen to the news, and this was
because I was in an environment that didn't strain me psychologically. In
Lebanon it’s always just one big cluster-fuck of political scare tactics and
religious oppositions claiming their own “brilliance” in the eyes of their own.
At first I didn't really pay attention to all the ruckus, but for sure I would
be sucked in eventually. Being a communications student being informed is pretty
much a general requirement for being in the department. I guess it sounds like
I may also be having a dislike for my major.
That is definitely not the case. The truth is, living in
Lebanon and hearing about the nonsense that happens in the country really has
the power to push someone. More than ever have I been more enthused about being
a communications student, because I know someday I want to be able to reveal
all the shambles and “mishaps” that happen in the land of cedar trees,
Mercedes, and never ending enemies.
