The Procrastination Queen

Why do I feel like I’ve used that headline before? Hmm…if I did, then my apologies to the 2 readers that read for the lack of originality 😂

Even writing this is an act of procrastination, but I am really REALLY upset from myself! How on earth did I pile up everything till the last minute! My house is literally upside down, shit loads to clear, shit loads to pack, shit loads to give to my sister….and what am I doing?

I’m at my sister’s place waiting for the family to get ready so we would go out for dinner:

The last supper as an aristocrat 😂 so we’re doing steak and wine, which in my 10 years in Dubai I never went for a steak and wine.

A) not a fan of red meat, so when the waiter ask:

How do you like it Ms?

I say: BURNT!

And they look at me as what a peasant! As the elites (the epstein class hahah) eat it medium rare…..VOM🤢

Anyways, dad has literally been saying yes to whatever weird things I suggest, I literally took them for Pothi Biryani in Karama yesterday, and Hotpot few days ago…so he shall happily get his steak tonight and I shall endure 🤝

And also I am actually nervous, mom made a statement before she left that she is nervous and her stomach is acting up, just like me!

And I said no mom, that stopped happening to me ages ago pre-travel.

Well…I spoke too soon 😭 I am nervous today, and exhausted…you see I always decide to pack and leave and I just leave, but this time its pack pack as in pack my life and leave…yeah PTSDs from the Bali from hell 😭

Anyways all will be well, tomorrow may be weird because airport days are always weird, but I’ll be arriving there late anyways and that is the perfect setup for me.

People choose to arrive in the morning to not waste a night at a hotel, I rather arrive at night, shower and sleep and wake up the next day fresh and ready to hit the roads, as airport day is always weird with jetlag and without jetlag, so I like arriving late.

Yeah I’m stressing out man from the amount of things left and now I’ll arrive late surely and sleep, I’m already so sleepy and its 8:30 and then when do I do all of this 😭 only god knows.

Fun fact: in Syria we have a highschool exam called Baccalaureate, its soo stressful that we start prepping (supposedly) a year and a half before, right?….right😂

Let me tell you that I studied For the science exam and Chemical the night before haha! And no this is not a story of I studied the night before and got full marks, I got shit marks like maybe 11 out of 30.

But its the audacity! The audacity of piling up studies for an exam that literally decides your major which basically your future….🤷🏽‍♀️

So why would you expect me to pack up earlier?

Do you sometimes make a decision and you’re soooo excited for it and then once its about to happen you feel like oh shittttt I’m scared.

Yeah….that happens to me every single time! So today is the day for that shitty feeling :(

Anyways it’ll pass, I gotta go to eat the burnt meat now.

Peace out (wish me luck 🍀) — or if you’re a hater then please rest yourself tonight as I’m already struggling, you can resume in 48 hours 🙏

Update:

The stake has been burnt 🤝