My favourite part during dinner of course for the conversation we're gonna have. Pa has always been the one making sure everythg is set and making sure everyone is seated. We talk politics, school stuffs, histories, other family members, the nephews; almost perhaps anythg. Now that im the only daughter at the dining table I caught myself telling stories about my girlfriends, school stuffs back in jordan, the refugee kid we gave treatment during pedo clinic. I guess I miss them all. 5 years seem like a never-ending but now seems so far. Those times I can never go back to. Those late night studies, movie nights, sleepovers. I know I wont be able to go back there but to be able to go through it and tell the people I love how much I enjoy those times, I know I am very very lucky.

my study table

my hideout

my partner in almost everythg

my homegirls

my more-than-just-colleagues

the day