Hello November,

Tomorrow, I am turning 23.
Older than today, younger than I'll ever be again.
P.S
Recruiters are ruthless.
And I really like short posts.
Nariman

Mobile post.

Just testing this one out guys.
Let's see if it works.
N,

Oh-ctober

Read this. So beautifully written.

If you like Kazim El Saher as much as I do listen to this.

And find my tumblr, if you want. I reblog more than I actually post, loving it a great deal.

I pierced my ears a few days ago, another plain earlobe piercings but I love them. My mom flipped of course. She thinks that I'm corrupted now. Old fashioned mom :)

A certain kind of indifference and numbness colors me.  

My studies in HR is going well, another three months and I'll finish my career certificate.

All is good, I believe.

Nariman,

Over and over again

Here's the thing,

I don't deal well with situations, with heartbreaks, even death.

I don't know what to do when someone dies, it's like I avoid thinking about them,

I avoid remembering them. I avoid speaking about them.

And it's the same with every person I lose, whether by life or by death. 

I bottle things up, shut people out, never talk, never show.

Even when I try to talk, cause people wants to know, cause people wants to feel good about themselves. They want to be there, for the sake of being there.

Even then, I feel worse, just like reopening a wound. Cause I do my best, dealing by not dealing at all, and I fail at it. 

And that's how life goes.