Diary of a (kind of) Arab Girl

I'm on a quest to bake the perfect pistachio cake... but guys keep getting in the way.

I'm a Feminist (sort of), lawyer (almost), single (most definitely), realist believer in fairy tale endings (unfortunately). I identify as a culturally confused, fashion bemused, moderately tolerable millennial who finds wisdom in Rumi, Shakespeare and every Britney Spears song ever. Test me.

I left London when the most terrible thing that can happen to a girl who is madly in love, happened. Omar broke my heart and even though he shouldn't matter, some how he still does. I hate my job and I found out they might fire me. I have amazing friends but each of them are keeping a secret and are trying to protect me. My sister is getting married, but knowing my family, disaster is going to strike any minute.

I'm trying to keep it all together but it's not really working out especially when there's someone else who broke your heart wanting to come back into your life. All I want to do is sit on the sofa and watch memes... yes, I'm that bitch.