It seems I'm not as morally righteous on my blog as I am in RL.
Let me say this loud and clear in case anyone thinks I'm trying to be hip or whatnot:
I'm a "good girl"*.
I have never had a boyfriend. I don't smoke. As far as clothes and makeup go, I'm quite modest. I keep my friend's secrets. I don't have very much drama in my life. I'm a "good girl".
Yay! Good for me!
Except when people around me make me feel like a boring old hag.
"Are you serious?! No boyfriend? Ever..?! You've got to be kidding! What are you like gay or something?!"
"Aaah no. I just think its 7aram actually."
"Love is 7aram! What are you Bin Baz or something?!"
"No, love isn't. Having a boyfriend is."
"Oh please, you wear makeup and listen to music...that's all 7aram"
On clothing (modesty issues):
"Oh that's not my style, I don't do skinny jeans and hijab"
"My goodness live a little!"
"I'll be over as soon as I find a decent swimming suit."
"Oh Debenhams has really cute hot pants."
"I don't wear hot pants"
"9aaa7 nisait noo3ich im6awa3a...then buy whatever you don't care to look good."
"uh-uh. okay bye."
The problem with being "good" is that people who are doing things they perhaps feel makes them "bad" get insecure and project their feelings on me:
"You think I don't pray because I don't wear hijab"
"Aaah no, I think you don't pray because I spent three weeks with you and you never prayed once"
(Mind you I don't even care whether she prays or not...she was upset because she found out I was looking for a girl for this dude and didn't mention her name. He's made it clear he wants wa7da mit7ajba wit9ali soooo. I digress.)
Or even worse people think that I'm living vicariously through them and enjoy telling me details of their lives. (I'll spare you the details of that conversation.)
Usually, I'm trying hard not to judge and they make it especially difficult.
But seriously, al7amdilla I have strong convictions and a strong resolve, give me a break stop talking about him for two seconds puuuhleaaaaaase. Especially when 'he' changes names every few months.
(AND...Don't come running to me after he dumps you and gets married after I've told you he's been engaged for 8 months..oh and calling me a liar.)
Moral of the story: It's as "hard out here for a pimp"** as it is for a good girl. If you feel like you're being judged, chances are you're judging just as hard as well.
*"good girl" is in quotes because I believe "good" to be relative.
** sorry I couldn't help lacing my "good girl" post with even more sinful references (tehehehehehe).