Me, and what I believe in

In my family's talks , mostly on Thursdays, I just like how they talk, discussing stuffs,
If bill gates told you that his dinner was an investment as his father and mother were discussing stuffs that pushed him forward, I can also tell you that my family's talks takes the major credit shaping my personality.
Too many disagreements in my family's talks, and it is just the way it should be.
if you are a stranger looking to my family outside door, you will definitely  see how strange my family really is.
But you know what they say, you can't learn from someone when he is already in agreement with you.
My grandfather, I just love him , I love how he talks to me , narrating these old stories that no one else in the family knows.
Why me? , I don't know , yet I like this fact , maybe because I talk a lot which encourage anyone to talk with me, maybe because I'm his oldest granddaughter, or maybe it is just a coincidence. He is totally 100% against both my mother and my auntie's opinions, if I should pick a father for both of them one day , I would absolutely never choose my grandfather.
and there comes the third generation ,me , my brother, my both cousins.
with different views to the whole matter.
Yet I may also classify this generation to another generation.
I bet to swear that there aren't two people in my family are actually having the same opinion about anything.
you will absolutely be amazed by how different opinions can be in one family.
But I just love my grandfather's view.
what I hate the most about him, that I can see disappointment in his eyes, and I'm not ashamed to tell him that, he experienced a lot to reach this black attitude about the whole system thing,, and i didn't, not yet. I'm still filled with hope to the nose.
He was proud of us , of the whole generation I mean , when Mubarak was arrested.
He truly hated Mubarak, he yet felt pity on him, because he is over 80 but truly hated him.
he was always saying ( You will never find an old lady or man , who loves Mubarak, why So?..because no one saw Gamal abdelnasser will ever love Mubarak).
Gamal Abdel-nasser ,, I should absolutely write a full article about him !!
My mother, was actually laughing , when the pure soul meets the pure immorality, there is nothing left but a laugh, to hide all the anger .
she was fascinated by this story of cheating.
when an important player I guess, was running for elections , he wanted to win in any possible way.
so he chose the fast way, to cheat!, so he tamped elections (he said that after the revolution of course), that he put with his hands 3.000 paper with his name, paid to ppl whatever bribes he needed.
to find the result that he was given only 500 vote.
Hahaha , Mum said even the cheating was being cheated , how disgusting and funny is that?!
Me : the pinky view of course , that I will be the one in my family who will do something, who will change something, I didn't give up hope , and I'm sure I won't anytime soon. I just love the country with all its disgusting stuff, know what is that? it is called unconditional love !!

The silent girl Vs. the talkative one

-I'm not seeing myself 10 years from now yet, I'm not seeing where will I be? Or how can you find me then.
Yet I have a clear view about the places you will never find me in , and what I won't be doing.

-I think and pretty sure that people get what places they won't work at away before knowing the places they really love to  work at  ,, Ironic still true, at least to me.
Hate is always my way to find what I really love, to me hate is the temporarily beginning of anything , I sill remember how I hated my two long-life best friends at first.
Back to me point ( I hate this about me , changing points I mean , a single word can lead me to thousand subject,, Ops I did it again :D)

-How did I know?!.. O.k in the class everyone has his role, everyone has a place in the class : the nerd (which rather call a passionate towards something accidentally coincidentally  showed to be studying),, the genius ,, the jerk,, the funny,, the cool ,, the silent,, and Me)

-Me :I've always been the kind of girl who talks a lot, who moves a lot, if I want to pick up the pen from ground the ruler is now on ground.
My chemistry senior teacher told me that I'm over-energetic girl !!
I've always been the kind of girl who looks to everyone's face, every detail, everything.
You will never see my eyes on something a whole min.
I hate standing still. So u will absolutely never find me behind a disk at work doing the paper work.
cause I can't bear sitting 2 hours ,, I can't listen 1 hour without a talk-break.
I'm not proud of that, yet i won't change that anytime soon.

She ( a friend who I rather call the silent girl) : Haha OK how can I ever describe something like this, at first I thought that people who don't talk a lot, don't have anything to say. that was before I met her.
She can remain silent 7 hours together without saying a single word , in the class I never heard her , in the whole first year of high school I didn't even know she is in my school.
Once I was looking to her face to see if she really blink like humans , at first I could never recognize her voice.
she always has two pens , that if one of them is on ground she don't have to move to pick it then.
My English senior teacher told me something about her ( She don't talk but when she does , we have to listen). and I said inside me like Wow.
Is silence has this power to describe someone's personality more than a well-picked word ever can?!.
Or you couldn't choose the exactly needed words to describe how you feel so you chose this tool?!.

I really don't know yet.
The silent girl Vs. the talkative energetic one !