You're Arab and you got a new job outside your country. Aside from being ecstatic over finally getting that visa, you are so ready to move to a new country. New friends, your own house, new experiences - this is exciting!
Of course, it all means nothing if you don't plan 17 farewell parties, walking down memory lane with every conversation...
You over pack, of course, to ensure your room looks empty enough for your family to have significant reason to miss you.
That foot cream you bought from Lush is just SO necessary...
You travel, and snap "Home city, you've been good" numerous times.
You arrive and you're ready to conquer the world. Your house hunt is so exciting and so is your move-in, until...
Reality hits: the cleaning...
...the bills are piling up...
...the responsibility is massive!!!
YOU ARE FREAKING OUT
That's it, you're going home for the weekend, so you book a flight and tell the world you're coming...
Naturally, you expect a red carpet.
You act like a tourist in your own country, and you enjoy it so much...
...then you just move back!
Who needs a career or a future? :|
