Fatma Loves to Draw!

A drawer in the virtual world, a graphic designer in "real life." In other words, being in the wrong place at the wrong time all the time.

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3PM

My older brother and I had a normal 5 minute conversation for the first time in a long time, or more like in years. 

3PM

My colleague called my name and i tasted carrots in my mouth. I don’t know what’s going on. 

3PM

Everything reminds me of Ramadan lately. Strange. They say that Ramadan will come on the second week of July. 

3PM

I haven’t written a cover letter since Sophomore year at VCUQ!

3PM

Some things are too good to be true, I knew that. :)

3PM

Time to borrow a video camera!

3pm

I bought a song that reminds me of Reem! <3

3pm

Mayed is watching Yu Gi Oh. He’s explaining the egyptian God card to me. “For me it was the most exciting card game ever” he says.

3PM

I prefer working from home by choice not force! This isn’t fun.

I think i’ll have a tea break, get some carrots and draw something.

Plus my niece is here. ;)

3PM

Sometimes people do things. I don’t know how they do them, and I have no desire in knowing how.  

It’s almost time to go home.

3PM

I just noticed the weather outside. :)

I’ll draw on the roof when i get home. 

3PM

I’m home and i’m sleepy. I’ll take a nap to compliment and embrace those two facts. 

EDIT: I completely forgot that i promised my younger brother to take him shopping for his birthday gift! :P

3pm

David is evil.

3PM

My plan for when i go home today is to pour all the negativity into an hour of workout. 

Doha Heat

Every time someone complains about how hot it is a breeze of nostalgia passes through me and i smile. Summer heat, or the Doha heat as most people refer to it, always coincides with memories from my childhood. How i spent my time on my bicycle (The one I got in 5th grade) every afternoon with my brothers, friends or sometimes even alone. I remember our house, my little hiding spots, our games, conversations, fights and fears.

It reminds me of dreams i once had that are no longer there because they’re even farther than they once were. Perhaps they’re not visible at all anymore.. 

Knowing what i once was and had is what makes me smile right now. I do smile for being what i am and having what i have, only then was more innocent and i knew so little.

See you tomorrow, Tumblr.

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