5 terribly awful symptoms of being in love!

Butterflies in your belly, feeling absolutely over the moon, daydreaming from dawn to dusk – all of these may ring a bell if you have ever been in love. You want to sing and dance, jump and scream and tell everyone how happy you are. Your voice gets louder and more dreamy when Ariana Grande sings “you got me daydreaming” and suddenly you see the face of your one and only. Many of us have been there, and as much as these things may feel amazing, there’s one little “but”. Here is our “BUT” – all these symptoms of being in love exist, but so do less awesome of them. Call it black magic, but I’ll call it true, every coin has more than one side, it actually has two! Here are  5 terribly awful symptoms of being in love!

1. Your voice wants independence too much!

Here we go – conflicts inside our bodies do happen, but it’s a new kind of disobedience. Your voice doesn’t feel like listening to a wiser brain, who knows life better, so it keeps doing its own thing. You want to control it, but it doesn’t care about what you want and tests its complicated range of actions. It seems to switch between few basic modes such as: “Let’s get too shaky”, “too pitchy”, or maybe “let’s see how long can we be silent”. Sometimes it also says awkward things aloud. How about not making me feel so powerless, my dear voice? We both only live once!

2. Roads in your brain get too crowded

Let’s visualize a situation: your brain was working just fine, and now it loads longer than Internet Explorer! Your software’s okay, but the lovebug does its work perfectly. It takes much longer to come up with a nice sentence and respond, and your senses make everything worse! You feel too much for your system to handle everything. Crowded brain roads don’t care!


3. Red’s in style for too long

No matter if you are happy, embarrassed or just in awe, redness may be only one second away, and nothing will save the day because there’s no “stop being red!” button. It may be cute, but if you redness makes you look like a tomato (Like me!), it’s much less fun. Tomatoes all over the world may force be with You!

4. Time loses its substance
You meet at 5, and a minute after it’s already 10. You look at your watch twice, but it’s not broken. It tells the truth, and you have no idea how it is even possible. What’s wrong with being in love dear time? Don’t get too jealous, eventually, I’ll be yours. Everything takes time!


5. Too much or too little – no magical enough!
Balance? What’s that? Being in love, in its first phase, is all about walking between “too much” or “too little”. Too little of time spent together, and too much desire to be together all the time! Almost enough’s never enough, too. Oh love, why are you so irresistible?

 

That would be all for today. Since exams are coming, I won’t be posting much until they’re over. This is the text I wrote few months  ago, but I hope you liked it. When I finally can start living again… I’m going to write a lot. I really mean it. There are going to be lots of book and movie reviews, and posts about my favorite apps! I hope you’re having an amazing January and thank you for your support!

Yours truly,

Jessie

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The art of getting old

The art of getting old is difficult to master. The Evil Queens knows it too well holding her mirror. As she whispers “Mirror mirror on the wall, who’s the fairest of them all?” she secretly knows what the answer might be. First wrinkles show upon her face, and her skin isn’t that glowing anymore. She ends up becoming one of the most-known fairytale villains, but she’s much more than that. She symbolizes our fear of old age and lost beauty. The world, which puts beauty above anything is helpless against the time, and The Evil Queen is more relevant to our fears and hopes than she has ever been because we can all become just like her: obsessed with our passing youth, and not being able to embrace what’s coming. Yesterday I was in a cafe with my friend, and as the conversation was flowing we saw a man observing us with some kind of nostalgia. He was about 80, and could see only with one eye. He kept observing us in silence, and his eyes welled up with tears. I could feel his longing for lost years across the room. It felt heavy and bittersweet as if it was full of different shades. His moves were slow, and then it hit me hard: nothing is granted and nothing is forever. If you want to run a marathon, run it now when your legs still approve that idea. Capture the moment, because it won’t be the same, when you’re older. You will have time for other things then, but you’ll never repeat your youth, so don’t be afraid to be young. Hike. Dance. Try that drink for the first time, and make sure you like your own story. After the elderly man left the cafe my eighteen-year-old friend told me she was afraid of getting old. Her voice suddenly filled with fear and sadness, as if the idea of it itself was stealing her energy. That’s the thing: that idea stays with us all the time, even if only at the back of our mind. I am afraid of getting old. There are great chances you are too. That’s completely okay, but since there’s no going back… let’s live consciously. That’s definitely within our reach.

Yours truly,

Jessie

The Arabic Wonderland!

Imagine peaceful music filled with nostalgia reminding you of beautiful moments, which are in the past now. A sweet voice sings about lost love, and it’s incredibly sad but you’ve never heard anything so beautiful before. It doesn’t matter you understand only a word or two if anything at all. This is how I entered The Arabic Wonderland. It has been interesting, terrifying, beautiful, challenging and everything between, and I feel like Alice –  lost in Wonderland, longing for home, yet not wanting the adventure to end. I would like to invite you to a journey through Hills of the Unknown – Arabic! You might be surprised with what you can find if you look a bit closer… Will you trust me? Let’s go! And… hello!

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The kingdom of Arabic alphabet has 28 letter citizens. Each letter can have up to four alternate versions, depending on its position in a word. There’s an independent version, an initial version,  a medial  version and a final version. You can think of it like that: there are 4 sides of the Arabic letter you can get to know, and if you do, no more surprises for you! At least not when it comes to the alphabet!

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These are independent versions of all letters. You can see all of their 4 versions below: 

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It takes some time to get used to writing like this but honestly speaking after a few weeks you’ll write it like there’s no tomorrow since it is not the hardest part of the Arabic. At least, after you take it up, because the alphabet can, indeed, look scary!

There are three long vowels in Arabic: ي, ا, و.  (Waaw, Alif, Yaa’) Nevertheless, Arabic also uses short vowels, perhaps even more often than long ones.

They are called Fatha, Casra and Damma.

 

They look basically like this. Damma is a short “u” sound, Kasra a “i” sound  and Fatha a “a” sound. 

The word above means  “He wrote”. It consists of letters: Kaaf, Taa, Baa. Since these sounds exist in English you could read it as “Kataba”. See, no vowels in the word, but fathas are there to save the day and make it easier to pronounce!

Most of the Arabic words don’t have  so-called “vocalization”, aside from The Koran and the Bible, but after some time you start to know what the word means and how you should read it. When two words look the same but have different meanings, vocalization’s used to differentiate between them.

That would be all for today, I hope I didn’t sound too boring since Arabic really does deserve to be given a right treatment. You can read my previous posts about Arabic: “Arabic: Easier than you think!” and Sing me your Disney song… in Arabic! here.

I hope you’re doing fine, and ’till the next time!

Yes, I couldn’t end it any other way. Youtube’s just too awesome to be forgotten! I’m going to dedicate Maha an entire blog post soon, but for now…  Thank you for your support, you’re simply the best!

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Have a lovely day,

Jessie

Here we go… 2016!

Hello, my dear readers! How are you doing? In Poland, it’s already 2016! How fast time flies! I can’t believe how much my life changed within one year. I graduated from high school, was almost in love, moved to another city, met many amazing people and went through several phases of emotional instability. Aside from that, I started my blog in 2015! Exactly on first June, I published my first post called “Coming home”.

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This time I got it right. Writing is, and will always be, a core part of who I am, so every time I let words flow it feels like coming home. First months of Paper coffee store were all about Blogger. This was a very beginning, and I will be forever grateful for this amazing platform, but moving the blog into WordPress back in August still seems to be a good decision. 46 posts I managed to write in 2015 are definitely among 100 things I’m glad I did. I hope to publish more in 2016, and I want to let you know it would be much less appealing if it wasn’t for you. I’m happy not to be my only reader. Statistics tell me you come from 64 differents countries, and I couldn’t be more grateful for that. Together, we are the world. Thank you for all your comments, views and likes. Your support makes me smile every single time and gives my crappy days a little bit of color. You’re my heroes!

I wish you an incredible New Year. May it be a year to grow, to learn, to love and be loved, and to make dreams come true. Wherever you are, and whatever are you doing, I hope you’re enjoying your life. Thanks for existing!

To end with a video would be nice, so I will, but before everything’s said and done, I would like to remind you, and myself too, that the world can be both beautiful and terrible. Bad things happen, and dark side doesn’t always lose, but there’s still kindness and light in this world. Let’s make it a resident of our hearts. Today when I was coming home I took a moment to look at the sky, and what I saw reminded me of the unbelievable beauty of our universe. Hundreds of stars were smiling at me, and at that every moment I felt deeply thankful for being alive. Picture is never only black, or only white: all colors hold enough power to be in the picture, so in 2016 may force be with you, and colors too! Let’s start a new chapter smartly.

Have a lovely day,

Jessie