You know you’re Arab..
When everyone, and I mean everyone, is related to you some way somehow.
Go to a family bbq and realize there is no one of your age group.
*sit with all the little kids*
Ask a simple yes or no question..
get a life lesson lecture.
Forever Arab? i think so.
You know you’re Arab when..
You talk for an hour at the front door when leaving someone’s house. This is happening right now as i’m posting this. Fml. They didn’t talk when they were in the house,they’d rather stand by the door and carry on a conversation. WHY? PLEASE EXPLAIN TO ME WHY? -_- lol.
i wake up..
And my mama isn’t home.
Isn’t that just peachy keen?
Guess what I have to do y’all?
CLEANNNNN! :D *complete sarcasm*
Oh God I dread this summer.
YIL3AN BAY TUMBLR W LI 5ALAF TUMBLR -_______-
seriously yo. nothing is working :/ 
