This is a 2-in-1 special. You’re welcome.
For a while, I’ve been thinking about sharing the meaning of “Simply Jamilah” and what exactly this blog is all about. While I was thinking about what exactly I wanted to say, I started thinking about the future and lowkey started stressing about how fast time is going compared to my turtle-like pace. Hence the title and “2-in-1 special” ordeal.
The word “simply” is just an addition to “Jamilah.” I thought it would be kind of weird to name my blog jamilah.com, so I decided to add “simply” in front since this blog is derived from my life and thoughts and experiences and everything in between.
Jamilah is my name, the person who created and writes for this blog, and for everyone who seems to struggle with pronouncing my name (even though I swear it’s not that hard), here is the pronunciation: [jah-mee-luh]. I knew my name’s origin is Arabic. To double check, I googled it, and www.babynamewizard.com came up and said, “Origin of Jamila: Derived from the Arabic jamil (beautiful, graceful), which is from jamula (to be beautiful).” The only difference between my name and “Jamila” is the “h,” which somehow also messes people up.
Not only is the site called “Simply Jamilah” because that’s my name, but it’s also because I believe every single person who reads anything on this blog is simply beautiful. I know I can’t see you, but that doesn’t take away the fact that I think you are absolutely beautiful. Like, hands down the most gorgeous person ever.
Just for kicks, I saw an urban dictionary link under the babynamewizard.com link and thought I would share what that website said my name meant because I think it is one thousand percent accurate.
Anyway, there’s no better name for this blog than “Simply Jamilah.” It is completely random and all over the place, just like me. Things are constantly changing out of indecisiveness but also the want to do, be, and look better. I’m always changing things with my personal endeavors because I want to do and be better, and that is totally reflected on this blog.
This is a place to escape from reality, a digital home away from home. Everything I think about when I zone out ends up on here; it’s super personal and special to me. When I begin to feel insecure and doubtful, I turn to this site. Like, I turned to this blog after this happened and I lowkey vented on Instagram:
This is where I get to be completely me.
I’m just going to be 100% honest here (but, let’s be real, when am I not 100% honest?): I have no freaking idea what I’m going to do after I graduate in three years, and I have a mini panic attack every time someone asks me. I’ve only been in school for a month of my sophomore year, and I’m already struggling with not worrying about the student loans that need to be paid off.
*Side note: I hate interest rates. Like, why do they have to be a thing?
This is honestly just a hodgepodge of thoughts that have been filling my head for months, so I’m sorry if this part of the blog post is a bit of a mess.
*Side note: When referring to a blog post, is it called a “blog post” or an “article?” This has also been on my mind for some time now.
Anyway, back to me worrying about the future and finances. Here is a list of stuff that goes through my mind on a weekly basis:
- My blog isn’t popular enough to get paid from it (but I love blogging with a passion)
- I don’t have a YouTube career (contrary to what people I’ve talked to think, I have a YouTube channel because it’s super freaking fun and something else I love with a passion)
- I constantly question if I’m getting a degree in something I’ll continue to love (sometimes I love it; I’m not a fan of the stress, information overload, and criticism from peers)
With this blog, I get concerned because I can get a little too blunt and share way too much information, but that’s just who I am. I don’t want to be someone I’m not, but sometimes I feel like I’ll do better in life if I am, which is such an annoying feeling to constantly have.
Speaking of annoyances, it’s annoying not knowing anything and constantly worrying (but trying not to worry) about if I’ll be stuck at my full-time retail job for the rest of my life and will always have financial issues.
Long story short, I am a 19-year-old who is uncertain about the future and puts on a front that everything’s okay. 🙂