CURRENT MISSION:

Survive the day without accidentally ruining my own life. Again.
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ABOUT ME:
I’m the kind of person who looks like they have their life together… until you spend five minutes with me. Then you realize I’m basically a walking sitcom episode. I laugh at my own jokes because honestly, they deserve at least one fan and I guess that fan has to be me.
I open the fridge like it’s a mood-reset button, even though all it does is remind me I have no idea what I’m doing. I rely on navigation apps and still end up lost in places I’m pretty sure weren’t on Earth five minutes ago.
I reply to messages perfectly in my head, forget to actually send them, and then panic when I see the person like I’m guilty of a crime I didn’t mean to commit. I give great advice, and then proceed to ignore that same advice with confidence.
I collect awkward moments the way some people collect magnets from their travels. Sleep and I have a complicated relationship we meet randomly at weird hours and pretend everything is fine.
My life runs on sarcasm, caffeine, unexpected plot twists, and the genuine hope that one day I’ll function like a normal adult. Until then, I promise at least this:
I’m entertaining, unpredictable, and never boring.
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PHILOSOPHY:

Life’s basically a TikTok trend makes no sense, ends too fast, and nobody knows what they’re doing.
So vibe. Overthink. Regret later. Repeat.

Why I’m on Couchsurfing

I had no clue if Couchsurfing was a good idea, but I thought, “meh, how wildly chaotic could it get?” Next thing I know, strangers started showing up… and somehow left as friends sometimes with leftovers, sometimes with socks I didn’t even know existed, and once with a bag full of stories I’m still blaming the universe for.
Now I’m hooked. Every guest brings good vibes, absurd stories, and occasionally small, charming disasters disguised as backpacks. My couch has officially become a museum of forgotten laundry, mysterious snacks, and conversations that should probably come with a warning label for excessive laughter.
So go ahead, send me a request. My couch doesn’t bite, I rarely do, and the chaos is included for free. Come for the sleep, stay for the madness, leave with stories you’ll likely exaggerate, and maybe a sock or two.

Interests

I’m obsessed with music that completely rewires my mood techno, deep house, and those intense beats that make me dance while my face looks like I’m trying to solve a very complicated life riddle. If the music feels like it’s unlocking a hidden part of my personality, I’m all in.
I live for late-night conversations that were supposed to last five minutes but somehow end with us questioning the universe, parallel realities, and why toast always chooses the dramatic side to fall on. I swear, it’s personal at this point.
I hike like I’m trying to impress nature, drive like roads are friendly suggestions, and enjoy a drink like it’s part of understanding the human condition. Nature treats me well I camp, get covered in dust, and stare at trees like they’re about to reveal the plot twist of my life.
When I explore cities, I walk around like I emotionally own them, even though I get lost faster than my GPS can recalculate. But getting lost usually ends with great stories, so I take it as a win.
If it’s spontaneous, loud, beautifully messy, or slightly too real I’m there, fully invested, probably overthinking everything, and laughing because life makes more sense when you treat it like a dark comedy with good background music.

• drinking
• music
• hiking
• nature
• laughing
• deep conversations
• you
• 4:20

Music, Movies, and Books

I’m into techno and deep house the kind of music that makes my soul dance like it’s at a wild party, while my face looks like I’m solving a calculus problem under extreme peer pressure. If it has a beat that fries my brain and forces my feet to betray me, I’m there, sweating like a maniac and pretending I actually have rhythm.

One Amazing Thing I’ve Done

Meeting you. Yep, you. Stop pretending to be shy we both know you’re dying to say something ridiculous. I’m still waiting for someone to top that moment… so if you show up with a hilarious story, a completely absurd accent, or just the right amount of chaos to make me question my life choices, congratulations you might just steal the crown. And honestly? I’d let you.

Teach, Learn, Share

I love to teach, mostly by accident I start explaining something, and somehow it comes out sounding profound, slightly terrifying, or ridiculously funny. People nod like I just unlocked the secrets of the universe, but really, I’m just winging it with style.
I learn constantly from wandering travelers, from life’s spectacular disasters, or from watching people fail in the most entertaining ways possible. Every awkward moment, every ridiculous choice becomes a lesson in the fine art of surviving chaos.
And sharing? I share everything: outrageous stories, snacks, advice that may or may not work, minor emotional explosions, and the occasional existential meltdown. Life is far too short to hoard knowledge, weird experiences, or half-eaten chocolate bars. I throw it all out there, and somehow, everyone including me laughs and survives to tell the story later.

What I Can Share with Hosts

I can offer you way too much food seriously, if you leave hungry, that’s on you, not me. I’ve got a couch officially “approved” by three exhausted travelers and one neighborhood cat that decided I’m its emotional support human. If I’m free, I’ll drag you around the city like I run the place (spoiler: I absolutely don’t). We’ll probably get lost, but you’ll laugh so much you won’t even care.
I’m addicted to random conversations, the kind that start with aliens and end with questioning why toast always lands butter‑side down like the universe has a personal grudge. And if you smoke, I’ll probably share mine not because it’s smart, but because I make questionable decisions with great confidence.
So yeah, come over. Bring your weirdness, I’ll bring mine, and we’ll create memories that feel mildly chaotic, slightly unhinged, and absolutely unforgettable. Bonus points if you leave something behind sock, snack, or a tiny piece of emotional confusion. I collect everything with pride.

Countries I’ve Visited

Jordan, Saudi Arabia, Syrian Arab Republic, Turkey

Countries I’ve Lived In

Jordan, Palestine