I never understood people who cried of joy. How could anyone be so happy that they would start crying. Right until the day I tried it myself.... Actually it happened twice.
First time I cried of pure happiness was when I got an A in an oral exam in arabic. I just couldn't believe that it was true. It's so tough for a foreigner to learn!
God, I was so proud of myself that day. I guess I scared the hell out of my teacher :))) but I'm sure he was proud too!
Second time I felt the tears of happiness was when I went to see a person who ment the world to me after being apart for some time. I was in heaven and being on a vacation together near the beach and surrounded by desert made the whole experience even more romantic and beautiful. Maybe it was the heat that was messing with my head, or maybe I was just truly happy about the connection I felt. A feeling of belonging together. No matter what it was, it made me quite emotional that night in June...
First time I cried of pure happiness was when I got an A in an oral exam in arabic. I just couldn't believe that it was true. It's so tough for a foreigner to learn!
God, I was so proud of myself that day. I guess I scared the hell out of my teacher :))) but I'm sure he was proud too!
Second time I felt the tears of happiness was when I went to see a person who ment the world to me after being apart for some time. I was in heaven and being on a vacation together near the beach and surrounded by desert made the whole experience even more romantic and beautiful. Maybe it was the heat that was messing with my head, or maybe I was just truly happy about the connection I felt. A feeling of belonging together. No matter what it was, it made me quite emotional that night in June...
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