I always seem to destroy my nails when I’m stressed. Ugh my poor nails! I’ll reprint you in an hour and a half!
Because I have almost reached my breaking point. It’s been one week, and I’m already completely fed up with this living arrangement. Don’t get me wrong, I’m really appreciative that they let me stay and all of that! It’s simply tearing my sanity apart. Only two people have tried to make it feel like home for me and they’re not dating me. I’m trying to be helpful around the house without changing anything but it’s ridiculously disgusting in there. I just can’t take it anymore! But then I remember that it’s only five more weeks and I get to go home until training starts.
I have realized that I’ll never find a guy that lives up to my expectations. For instance, I’d want this guy to not drink or do any drugs, and other criteria such as liking cats and the beach, and sharing my atheist beliefs. But mainly the first two. Those are really big for me, and I can’t seem to find anyone who follows the same lifestyle as me.
How much does Saudi Arabia hate women? So much so that 15 girls died in a school fire in Mecca in 2002, after “morality police” barred them from fleeing the burning building — and kept firefighters from rescuing them — because the girls were not wearing headscarves and cloaks required in public. And nothing happened. No one was put on trial. Parents were silenced.



