5ayeff!

A worry has been eating me up these days. What if I didn't do enough? What if I fail my Ig's or not bring up the grades I was aiming for?
Something that's completely factual and is of utter truth is that I didn't work hard for these grades, I didn't study hard enough, I didn't care enough.
These moments of my life are supposed to be one the most strenuous and gruelling times of my life, where the sole reason of my existence are the books and my head wouldn't part these textbooks a couple of milliseconds.
But, I'm not any of this. I'm taking the whole Ig's thing very lightly. I'm not studying like I supposed to be, Oh, why the present tense? I didn't study like I was supposed to.
My Ig's finish on the 11th and I have finished 5 subjects forever in my high school career which are Maths, Physics, English 2nd Language, Arabic 2nd Language and Geography. And I have 4 subjects left with different papers which are; Biology, Chemistry, economics and lastly English 1st Language.
Let me go through each of the 9 subject one by one and explain to me my situation, should I be that worried?

1- Maths; Oh well, this subject is the only one that I got tuition for, and I think I did good. I had a good understanding of the subject and came out of both papers with an unconcerned nature and that's comforting, Right? Well yes, it was one of the easiest exams ever in the Ig History. But the thing with maths, is that the grades are unpredictable and the silly mistakes are counted by the millions, so its considerably a matter of luck.
Another thing, that is a bit worrying, is that just last night, I dreamt about my maths grade and it turned out that I got an E. Very realistic dream that made me very happy when I woke up of the dream.

2- Physics; Oh, Physics' paper 3, The hardest and most graded paper, was extremely hard and made me very uncomfortable. I'm very pessimistic with this subject after that particular paper and I think I'm going to fail this one.

3- English 2nd Language; Inshalla A!

4- Arabic 2nd Language; If I didn't get an A*, I need, either to be admitted to a mental hospital or commit suicide!

5- Geography; Well I entered all three paper with minimal studying and just with my greatly self-admired attribute of me, my common sense. I think I did good and at least a C would be sufficient for my pleasing.

6- Biology; I did 2 papers out of 3, and they were to a certain extent good; I still didn't do the multiple choice which I'm currently fearing due to my lack of studying. I also need to be very thankful that the hardest paper of this subject turned out to be another geography exam which was nice.

7- Chemistry; NO COMMENT; I Have the hard paper coming up, I think I'm going to Fail it :(; I should do some past papers but Im not!

8- Economics; I just need to learn the supply-demand graph; But i still yet to learn it; Fuck me!

9- English 1st Language; I missed out on yesterday's 4 hour revision lesson; I also think I'm going to at most get a C from this exam.

Extremely Boring post; I even bored myself writing it; Oh well I guess its a post for me to read after I get disastrous results on August; and just regret my, not even funny, lack of studying.

Faster Than a Ferrari?

Fast.
Time is running with ferocious velocity and it't accelerating by the second.
Everybody is noticing this; seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years and decades are flying by unnoticed, unappreciated.
I don't like it.

I hate that time is becoming of passive importance amongst a lot of people. People just don't understand the concept of it nor do they pay it enough attention, I don't even understand it. But what's really obvious and almost all of us are oblivious about is that time is escaping.

Where is it?

Yesterday, just yesterday was new year's eve.
before yesterday was the day I opened this blog, oh and by the way, before yesterday is Average's first birthday.

How is it like that?
What makes like that?
How can I Saviour the moments of joy, pride, happiness and even sadness?
How can I remember all of these feelings, all of these momories that are fading from my mind by the minute?

I hate that I have a bad memory, I hate that I can't remember everything, especially the good and funny stuff of my life.
I envy people that can remember joyful moments and just laugh at them and admire them whilst I can't do that.

Funny enough, one of the only things that makes me look forward for judgement day is the fact that I can remember absolutely everything that happened in my life. I'd probably don't want that at the time due to my heavy sins and very little deeds, but right now, that's one of the things that makes me assured and content.

Returning to our present, Where is time? Why is it in such a dangerous hurry?

I don't want to blink and another year passes by, I really don't.

This frightening speed taken up by time belittles life on Earth, it just makes it very insignificant.
What's life?
Just several decades of joy and agony that is all summed up under Earth. Whether rich or poor, whether good or bad, we're all heading for the same direction.
And that's scary, Is there something afterwards?
Will we be remembered in a good way?
Will we survive the hereafter?

Time is an extremely interesting subject. It's just so enlightening and acts like a lesson every time you think about it. It moralizes a human being and makes him understand the importance of life or its unimportance. Such an effective way of teaching a lesson.

I know that with a blink of an eye, I'll remember writing this, a month from now or even a year, or even a decade, and think about it exactly the same.

"Time proved to be Faster than a Ferrari" ..

Conscience or Image?

Am I fearing a ruined image of me? Or is it really my conscience?
I currently believe that I'm tricking myself into believing that it's actually my conscience whilst what I have come to realise is that I cant tolerate me being talked about in a bad way.
I despise that.
I lack confidence.

I made a wrong decision, Who doesn't? I think I made wrong decisions forever.
But, never were these decisions questioned nor even noticed.
Whilst this particular decision I decided mere 2 days ago was to some extent public. This decision is making people, I think, question my goodness.

Well the question is, Do I really possess goodness?
I always wonder why a big number of 'good' people that gain power, turn out to be bad eventually with the influence of power and money.
I also thought that whenever I gain any sort of power, I would not gain advantage from nor misuse it.
But, on a minute scale, I got that power, and instantaneously I made the wrong decision with no hesitation, with no consideration and with no ethics whatsoever.

The scary thing is that, I didn't come to realise that I made a mistake until I knew people were dealing with it and talking about it. When I realised that my 'goodness' is being questioned and a bad spot have been entered into my 'allegedly' sparkly white files.

How many mistakes did I do?
How many moments of power did I possess and let somebody down?

Is my feeling of guilt a product of my supposed fear from that question of goodness or is it really my conscience hurting me?

Its not a nice feeling to be in, hating being in your own skin, but I do have a glimpse of satisfaction, as me realising this aspect of my life is comforting and assuring.
Maybe I'll think more next time, maybe I'll value these powerful moments I have and maybe if I do a mistake, my real conscience will alarm me, not the tongues of people.

Or maybe not!

One Lucky Bastard

I am One lucky Bastard .. just a Fuckin Lucky Bastard ..
I entered most of my Ig Exams With almost no studying whatsoever and I think im doing good. I Seem very over confident .. Bess I didnt do not 1 exam where i Felt 'Fuck thats Hard' ..
O Madree Laiish ..

I mean; I'm not that Genius; Nor Im Smart in any Way ..
I Have some common Sense; But that doesnt make u pass Ig's ..

O El wagt where i need to Pray .. And Ask God for Help. Im Not .. Im Still in the Doubt Phase ..

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What Makes me look forward to the Summer is that Im going to Explore something Soo Beautiful; So Miraculous .. So Powerful .. and Just Know it .. In my holidays ..
Uff; el Qur2an .. I Cant Waiitt .. On the 13th of june im gonna Start .. :P ..


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3ali ebn Abee 6aleb .. Tsk tsk .. 5ayal ..

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I realised that i Love writing, Reading .. I Adore these 2 Things in mee; and I adore Doing them ..
I Miss Reading for fun; I miss jefferey Deaver's Thriller Books .. I Want to write a Novel .. Weddee .. ;p ..

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FourMe ..
I know She'll Get through this With Flying Colours ..

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Just Because im talking to this person right now; I'll Mention them .. YA .. :P ..
Lets See; When Will They See this .. ;p ..


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I know i bought it to myself .. Bess I Hate that I lost my Anonymity .. I Cant A keep a Secret About me to myself .. I trust ppl ever so easily .. ;/ ..
Bess laiil7een el 7amdella Nobody Betrayed that .. :D ..

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Mmm .. Bess; I miss Posting here .. bess in a Few days time Ra7 Tmelloun menne ..

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I Finish my Ig's at the 11th ..

IGCSE; Moment Of Truth!

In one hour and a half the most important month of my life starts.
My life depends on this month ..
And although im extremely Calm; I didn't equip myself with enough studying to attack this month!
2 years of my life passed; and through all of it I've been looking forward for this dreaded month.
And What tops it all; is my in-certainty and insecurity at this stage.
I Seem so calm on the outside; But on the inside; Im SCARED; Im Fushin Scared .. ;/ ..

Ed3oulee ..

Lord Average ..

Mr Average Here Was Elected Lord .. At Prom ..
My Suit Turned out to be The Best O My Friends voted For Mee .. E7m e7m .. ;p ..
O I slow Danced With The Lady .. :$ .. ;p ..

I Know Anony Is Proud Of Mee ??; 9a77 .. :P??

It Was A Great Night .. O We Had Great Fun ..

A Post for the Memory .. ;p ..

Study?

I'm doing Bad; Really ..
At this Rate I'm going to Fail my Exams; I'm not studying Like everbody else.
el3moum are having tuitions; o Yadressoun 24/7. Noumhum Bel Yalla o Nharhum Kutub .. !!

O Ana; 5alf Allah 3alay; Ga3ed 3al Frash Ya Nayem; Ya A6ale3 TV ..

I'm not saying that I'm not studying; But I'm not studying as hard as I should be!

This week is potentially my last school week ever; and I'm Sad .. I'm really Sad ..

I genuinely believe that I'm to young to leave school .. But the chances are there and I should get complete advantage of them!

My attention is diverted to Political Science .. I Really Wish that I'd Do what I want to do!

o Ba3ad .. ?

Ee; Its Morning; Elyoum Mwa9el ..

o mmm ..

Ee; On Sunday I Did something so courageous; but got 'Heart Broken'?; Well no; actually I was relieved that I looked her in the eye .. and didn't get anything after I had expressed my utter Admiration to her ..

O Ba3ad .. ?? .. Mmm ..

I'm sorry I'm not Blogging; I'm supposed to be studying .. O Please Ed3oulee 7ag el Ig's; Ya Rab Atwaffag; O I make my parents proud; they start at the 11th of May ..


O on Thursday is my prom night .. Bought a nice suit .. Going to dance my brains Off .. :P .. (( Ga3ed Ma A5allehum Y7awloun el Prom Jalsat Rwaiished )) .. ;p ..


Eeeh; O Bess; Till Then ..
Till The Beginning of the world cup?
Till My liberated ..

Till My Supposed Freedom ..

Graduate ..

Dear Average ..

Dear Average-q8i,
I hope you understand that I am writing you from the deepest feelings of good will that I possess. I currently feel that I do own the right to advise you and persuade you into going to the right path. You should also know that I love you a lot, and my good faith determine that I should write this letter to hopefully guide you to do good in your life.
Baq9am, you are currently in a very critical stage of your life. These times, can actually be nominated as one of your hardest times in your entire life. These times do require a huge amount of effort and determination as well as commitment. Your IGCSE's are one of the most important exams you will ever get. The may as well be, a very big test of will and organisation plus of course your knowledge.
I demand you, and I repeat, I demand you, that you should work extremely hard. I demand you to forget everything. I demand you that in the next couple of months, numerous weeks and less than a hundred days, that you would work and work and work. Study, Study and Study. Revise, Revise And Revise.
You may be in a situation that doesn't allow you to understand the amount of responsibility and effort this period of your life requires. But I'm telling you, dear Baq9am, Please Work hard. As these days aren't in any way repeatable and your future is way more important than your present.
Football matches, Dewania and Twitter/Blogger/MSN/Blackberry/Internet won't shape your future. These things could be reused again and again after the 11th of June. But your exams will finish, will disappear, will vanish after the 11th of June.
I would also would like you to think of the amount of pride and honour you'd serve to your parents. Your family when you work hard and get the results you've been anticipating. I would like you to think about the amount of faces you will prove wrong when you do good. I would like you to think about the joy you'll see in your mother's face. I would like you to think of the expressions of pride you'd find in your father's face; the assurance that he invested in the right place.
Please, Please, Please; A Request from the heart, the soul. please, work hard, Revise, Study, and Work .. PLEASE!
Not only for your own good, But for my own good too. I know you can, You know you can. Please CAN!

Love,
Baq9am (You) ..

Ya Wa3d ..

يــــا وعــد مغـفرةً إن فاتنــي خــبرُ
فـي لـــيل عيـنيك ها قد جئـــتُ أعتذرُ
عمـــرى فـــداء مـدى اللـيـل مكتحلا
وللعيــون التي فـــي طـــرفها حَــوَرُ

عينــــاكِ يــا وعـد قيـثاري و مـدفاتي و متّكاي .. مـلاذي فيه أسـتــترُ

و للعــيون حـديثٌ ليـس يـدركه الا الــذي شـفـّهُ العنقـود و الوتـــرُ
مهاجرٌ في العيون السود مقتحمٌ ديـــــاجـر الكُــحل إن الكُــحل لي قـدرُ

تــمـزّقت في مدى الإعصــــــــار أشرعتـــي
اعصــــارُ عيــنـــيك لا يـُـبــقي ولا يـــذرُ
نــــوارسُ العــشقُ شــالت بــــي مُــجـنحتاً
حيثُ السديـــم فــلا علــمٌ ولا خــــبـــــرُ

يـــــا ربّــة الشعر هل غـادرت من طلـلٍ؟
يــا رحلة العمر هل مادت بـك الصُـــــوَرُ؟
ماذا تــبــقى لــدينا غبّ عودتنــــــا؟
ديـــــوان شــعـــرٍ و دمعٌ ليـس ينهمر


يــــا وعــــد مغفرة إن فاتـــنـــي خـبر

Allah Y5aleeha Lee ..

Whatever I Do; Just A Drop in Your Sea ..
Allah Y5alleech Lee Ya Mammaa

Almost French Memories

Memories that suddenly raced through my mind today. Memories that I Would never wish they would be forgotten. Memories that engulf three friends. Three guys that are related in a very complicated fashion but once had a simple bond. A Simple bond that was Proven not so strong by time.

In that big garden that is viewed by that famous french embassy; where we used to play football; the three of us with our maids casting a nervy look at us. Them chatting with their beautiful 'Tagalog' language; and we trying to perfect our touches of that football.

We certainly didnt have a perfect relationship; the three of us; No. We had that traditional cousin tied bond. But with time, this bond strengthened; we became best friends; true best friends. We couldnt imagine a weekend without each other. Without that sleepover that combined the three of us.

Our fights were cute too. We had big fights sometimes. But somehow all so subtly, we get back together; in what 5 minutes.

The love of football glued us more together. And oh so conveniently our love for Arsenal glued us more together. Our late night matches together, Our Cereal-eating races (Which mostly i always won) .. Our unisons against each other; our football matches Bel 7oush.

OUR NICKNAMES .. :) ..

When we broke one of the house's windows. Funny Days?

But Then Somehow; The same as our bond strengthened; it weakened .. We grew out of each other i guess.
I cant get over how all so suddenly we were not friends.
Location differences contributed somehow; But we could've kept it strong ..

Our tastes changed i guess; We never needed each other anymore; We had other people to give us a hand; other than us.

Unfortunately ..

But the positive thing is that; We Have our memories!
something by this post; I Would never want to forget .. I Would like to relive again and again ..



Dedicated to my Childhood Memories' Stars .. J and 3 ..

Agnostic

I Think I reached This Point .. Im Not Ashamed By itt ..
I Dont Believe in anything right now ..
When I finish my Ig's I'll read my head off till I Get the Right Answer ..

The reason For this; Is the fact that I cant judge what do i want to be if im Influenced By Islam So much and I Am; that Takes my Better Judgement ..
I Hope after this experience I go back to Islam; But its Hard .. O i may turn to be something else ..

Bess I Still Pray; Bess Unfortunately with very little Faith ..

My Own Space

One of the few things i am looking forward to after my so-called graduation is getting my own place. I really dont care about where, when and how .. But i just want my own appartment/place of living.

Despite the fact that 90% of my chances of studying will be in my 'beloved' Kuwait; but 7atta lo I stay in Kuwait; I Will Demand my own place, Fight For my own territory!; Its not that im an isolated character in this life, Far from it .. But due to the fact that i was very social in my almost 16 years of my life .. I am longing for the opposite! ..

I Would TAKE the chance of being alone and independant; having my own style of things; getting stuff from my own sweat and money!; Having my friends over; Acting in a VERY free way in my haven!

I Would love to go to my appartment; and think 'Yes, Im going to rest now in my place' ..

I Dont think its the typical Kuwaiti Guy dream Bess why not .. Madree I Really Dont know ..

I just want my own Haven.

Doubt ..

I Hate This;
I Hate the fact that I am so ignorant in a huge amount of stuff going around my life!
I Hate the fact that the life I'm living in is not clear to me.
I Hate the fact; that I don't know! ..
I Hate the fact that I need to read and make a choice!
I Hate the fact that I reached the point of realising that I don't know.
I Hate the fact that I'm doubting One of the most revered things in Life!
I Hate the fact that I decided and promised myself to Go into an experience I cant know the outcome of!
I Hate Being Afraid; Scared; disillusioned!
I Hate Being shaky!
I Hate ignorance; I hate not knowing!
I Hate my education; I Hate my intelligence!
I Hate my personality that made me think like that!
I Hate being afraid!
I Hate being contradictive!
I Hate the fact that I may turn out to be not me!
I Hate the odds in the outcome of the experience I'm going to go through.
I Hate This!

Love?; Or Low?

People Can Be Very Fushin Low ..









Happy Valentine's Day .. :) ..

For Scouseology!

Hehheeeee ..

She Doesn't ..

He has this stupid attitude towards life. He says what's in his mind without any filtering. He doesn't understand that in this life and this era, honesty and the bare truth is not fully accepted. It's not accepted at all sometimes.

Hormones are shooting up and down his arteries and veins, seeking a moment of tenderness and affection from a liked one. He stupidly relates to everything he sees, hears and feels!
His analysis to specific details, he interpretation to any word or phrase. A blind way of life.

The thing is that he finds in her eyes the subtleness he longs for. He tries to explore the adventures of life in her writings, her talks and the details of her beautiful face. He wants to discover with her the torture of Love. He wants to replicate the romance inked in numerous brown papers and typed arially behind the screens of his laptop.

The problem is that he acknowledges the fact that he is just a teenager. He knows that these are just nuisance hormones that are going to be laughed at in future times, regretted sometimes too.
He understands that this 'is' the phase adults are talking about. The weird and hard times in his life. The awkward times of his life.

But ..

He wants to enjoy these times. He wants to know how to love as a teenager. He wants to document this phase of his life with stories of stupidity, laughter and the complete opposite of perfectness. He expects to have a memory full of events he will tell his sons and daughters about. And by now he is acknowledging that he is going too far with his thinking.

How?

'The way she enters a place with her paced walk and hurrying motion, wanting to reach her destination without grabbing the attention of people but by that she catches huge amounts of corners of eyes. Heads tilting; bodies turning. A perfect example of an illuminative piece of cuteness has just entered .. '

He Likes her!
He Likes her A lot ..

But ..

She says she Doesn't ..




He Doesn't Believe Her .. !!

She Vanished ..

She Vanished ..
In this Dim Street ..
Nobody's Left but me ..
Lonely Me ..

Listening to the Tree's coversations ..
And Wiping from my eyes the sleep ..
A Tear of Tiredness ..
A Tear of Damn ..
With a drop of Left over Rain ..
She Vanished ..

I Stood ..
In the middle of Blankness ..
And Remembered a Past night ..
A Night that past and ended in her Life ..
But In my Life didnt End ..
I Stayed Alone Here ..
Listening to the tree's Conversations ..
And Wiping the sleep out of my eyes ..
A Tear of Tiredness ..
A Tear of Damn ..
With a Drop of leftover rain ..
She Vanished ..

And How would i forget my date ..
Between this Old Path ..
At the same time Years ago ..
We Were both in Lust and Love ..
And how did the way separate us ..?









A Translated Song ..
Picture Credit To Khaled Al Masoud ..

An Apology ..

' E3thereenee .. ' <3 ..

My 2 Angels ..

I am really a very blessed person.

I am blessed with having 2 angels that guard me; Are there for me and Love me whenever I need them.
They mean life to me;

I Dont know who's the person that said a man can't have a clean friendly loving relationship with a women ??; With no sexual/romantic feelings arising .. ??

I Have 2 females in my life who are my best friends
They showed Me Me!
They Highlighted Me to Me ..


Thank You God for giving me this bliss ..

I LOVE THEM ..

A Cocktail Of Feelings ..

dizziness, tiredness, Minute Depression, Gratefulness, Far-Reaching Ambition, Pressured!! ..

And loads More Streaming in my Veins, Is it the Fact that im not opening a single book, Or Is it that Crush that i cant brush off After Several Tries!

I find Myself seeking measures to escape reality; Its Either by playing hours and hours of Football Manager Or by reading a Book, Or just sitting in a toilet counting tiles on the wall and the best way is to Sleep!

These measures are tiring me!!


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I also Hate the Fact that I lack Imagination!
I Lack the Ability to think, To Make, to Brainstorm!
To Write!
I Want To Write .. I Dream Of Writing, But I Cant!
WHY??

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I Dont Mind A Psychiatrist .. !!

A Lack of a Certain 'Want'

My Real Deal Ig Exams Are Coming up in 5 months.

well At the Beginning Let me Sum up to you what are MY Ig's (IGCSE Exams) ..
Well; The Period Where My Exams start and End is the Defining period of my Entire Life. It decides my Humble But Probably Festive Future. The 13 years of Studying are summarised in a 1-month exam Drenched/saturated period!

Well To See My Sum of those exams; You may think, Well a normal person would start studying Right Now, At this second to ensure a good percentage at the end; But unfortunately Ladies and Gentlemen, Average is far from Normal :( ..

These exams start at may, and People in my school are starting their tuitions and started preparing for those exams, But Me?; No; .. My Laptop is occupying 99% of my hours awake and the other hours of the day Im snoring .. :( ..

Why?

Well; I Lack the want to Study .. I Dont Know Why But I cant seem to make my brain adapt to the fact that; '' Ok Average start Studying, Attempt to Study' .. But Another No; I seem to Cant do it ?

remember My Mocks; My School Still didnt Issue my grades; So I think My Brain is waiting for those results ?; But Probably Its just lying to me .. :/ .. It wants me to think like that ..

Or is It El Shaii6an?
Madree .. :/ ..


What Do i Doo ??

PS; Now My Blog is done; How do i Advertise Itt :P?
I Suffer from LAck of Comments .. and Me; I Franklyy Need attention .. In Here and In Reality ..

I Lust Itt ..

Waking up in the morning, bored to death. Knowing that I will go through that routine of work that is always similar with its mostly unpleasant surprises. Having the thought at the back of my head that something is missing, expecting a bad event to happen in the next few hours.

Working as a paediatrician is hard work. Its not just having a childishly decorated office with lots of clichéd cartoon pictures. This is just the deceiving cover to a neck paining job.

Lots of Routine work ahead of me. Many over concerned parents with that extra bit of cash send their servants to me tagging along their obviously spoilt children with a little cough or running nose to check on them. Well I cant complain, these cases are the my primary source of income that I depend on.

The cases that really concern me and touch me deeply are the heart breaking ones. Parents with limited income forced to take a loan and bring their children for a diagnosis and a cure but for rare but possible cases, to get the definite bad news that their baby is going to highlight his mortality in a short period of time.

That case that i will eventually get is the one that is ringing the bells of reality at the back of my head for as hoping that this wont happen is a silly thought after time.

The Only thing that will exclude me of that effing reality is a cigarette.

That moment of pure exhilarance is what I Lust in my cigarette. Watching the orange baby flame flicker and fight its way through that entangled forest is enough to trigger my adrenaline glands every time.

Delivering that mysterious smoke to the air with such smoothness and seeing its successful efforts to camouflage itself in thin air is a endearing craving. Almost like mocking a magicians trick with such subtleness.

And With it having a cup of americano coffee that will knock out the small left out bits of sleep out of my head.

A small Part of me loves my job, A Big part of me loves what I do before my job. A Ciggy and Coffee!



*All of this is from My Imagination; Except the part of me lusting a ciggy .. ;p ..
** I DONT SMOKE!; I just lust it ..

Happy New Decade ..

2010 Is Tomorrow .. My grad Year Inshalla .. ;) ..

I'd Like to thank Anony For Her Support To mee In the Last What?; 6 Months? ..
She's Been Wonderful .. Happy New Decade Anonyy .. ;p ..

O Also other bloggers and Twitterees that Were just amazing with their good Words to me and Jokes We have .. ;p ..

Thank u All ..

And Happy New Decade Filled With Happiness And Love ..

Being A Jock ?

Nothing in my mind really ..

Congratulate me; im going to a gym nearly daily for the last week; Although i cant control my appetite; So I dont think am losing weight ..

Life is good for me this month .. el 7amdella .. Im not unhappy for anything .. Am just Content for what i have ..
A Healthy body ..
An Existing Family ..
A BlackBerry ..
And Great Friends ..

Next week My School Starts; and the Defining 6 months Of My life will Start .. A Countdown till my exams .. Till The Difference of Bad Life To Good Life ..
Pray For Me; Ya Rab Adress O Aa5eth ellee Allah Katba Lee ..
Inshalla Adesh el 6eb Fe Ay Mukan; El mohem 6eb ..
Inshalla Not Less Than 95% ..

Thankksss, Condolenses and Recommendation ..

Shraykum eb The New Layout; Ehdaa2 7ag Anonyyy ..

Thank uu A Certain Someone that made that layout 7aggeee .. I'd like to thank her alot .. And Her Amazing Debates we have together .. :p .. There always amazing .. :p ..

I'd Like to send my condolenses to the family and Friends Of Ja3far 5aja .. Allah Yer7emaa O Y3'mmed Rou7a el Jannaa Enshalla ..
I didnt know el mar7oum Personally Bess I Hear Good Of Him .. And He deserves This To him ..
Egroula El Fat7aa ..

I'd Also Like To Recommend a Great Lecturer in the Shee3ee Society and also The Muslims .. Ammar Nakshawani; A Young Accomplished islamic Reasonable Lecturer that im sure u'll Like; Google Him ..

A Great Achievment ..

finished From Mocks; Thank God .. :) ..

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This time Last Year; I cut a promise on myself .. That I'd Pray Every day, Five timies for the rest of my life .. And that promise followed lots of trials and promises before it ..

But thank god, this time; I Kept My Promise .. And prayed .. And Prayed .. And prayed ..

I am Proud to say that in these days I Have completed an achievment i am proud of .. That i Completed 1 whole year of Praying and not missing not 1 prayer ..

And i hope this continues till the end of my last breathe ..

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Yes; Some of my prayers were fast, most of them were probably wrong .. But I achieved the fact that i cant sleep without completing my prayers ..

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And Now, I Want to Cut myself a promise; To Pray Every prayer with the same concentration and the correct timing ..

This aim is going to be very hard; But i will try and try and inshalla I will Achieve it .. :) ..

El7amdella ya Rab 3ala Hedaytee .. O Inshalla allah Yahdeekum Kelkum .. :) ..

O 5ala9naa Men el Hard bit

Uffff; Eftakaiiit; Just 3 days left on my Mocks; Sunday, Monday and Tuesday .. And Then Freedom, Ultimate Freedom for 2 weeks ..

Going to Enter a Gym; Asheeel some of my heavy fat .. A3addel Hal Jesm; 7ag Feb .. Remember My Aim?

'7aleee Blayyaa Shoufehum; Ye93ab 3alay 7alee' .. No Other Comment ..

Yalla; Till my Holiday; Byeee

PS; I really Need a Designer For My Blog; I Hate its current state .. :/ .. Emergency .. :P..

Fush 2

Lots of things Wedde I spill my heart to Here; Bess i dont seem to have the strength nor the time to do so!

'Mocks'; The Lousy midterm tests in School are starting tomorrow; And i dont seem to be studying well!!

I hear of ppl worrying and having tonnes of tuition; Doing tonnes of past papers; And here i am Blogging about my tests!!

I hate My Blog; I need someone to design my blog .. To Advertise itt ..

The only good thing in my life right now; Is her ..

'Crushed'; An Angel ..

Ba3ad Shaktebb?; Ee; I Realy Need a person to Do my blog; Y3adlaa; Yragge3 Feeh!!

I tried working with itt; The other; and it became a disaster .. Fa Please; Anybody volunteer ..

I Have Alot on my head .. MY Head is absorbing alot of things; But it seems to have a problem in filing the info in my brain ..

I Wish i can Analyze ppl's actions and movements and verbal activities; and know what they think about .. I Wish i had that sharpness of predicting imminent danger ..

I wish my Mind would be a thinker; I Wish i can sit silently at a place and just view everything with a certain perspective; Where i can understand every single thing .. No exceptions; No filters ..

I Feel that time is being wasted by me!!

I Look Forward for finishing this year; But i dont want my senio year to go that fast; I dont have memories, It seems like a VERY Blunt year; Not a fun, Outgoing year!!

Tension Fills it; The people arent fun anymore ..

Except her .. ( She's Reading my blog btw ;p)

Uff; it makes me smile thinking about her ..

Mashalla 3alaiiha; She Has Hazel Eyes;

Ee; Ba3ad Shno Abe Aktebb ??

Bacher Maths and Chemistry Tests ..

O English ..

allah Y3eenee;

Im also Being Bad Religiously; I dont feel im fulfilling my correct duties to Allah; And that tears me; I WANT To Go to Heaven ..

The Short Term things; cover my Longterm View; I dont Want that to happen ..

FUSH ..

I Appreciate the presence of some ppl in my life; Allah Y5alleehum Lee!!

Wish Me luck 3ala Tomorrow; Yalla Till the next Post; Tata ..

2 Weeks Off

Out of Service For 2 Weeks; Due to Intense Studying for the Mocks ..

Excuse Me; Can I Borrow Ur Face?

I Really Really Really; Want to get a Head; And Punch the hell out of it for 2 mins. Complete Control on a Human Being.

Cuz to be honest Im just mad!

To Fushin MAAAD !!

Busy As Hell These Days; Limited Free Time; If Any in some Days.

School at 7; Till 2;30; And After That an Afterschool Production Rehearsal Almost Daily; and in Some Days; Tuition After school in preperation for mocks, And Other stuff too. U Cant Imagine the Exhaustion !!

And YES; I Fushin Doo Complain About it; Because at the time of it; it seems fine to complain about it, I mean its truly hard work, But I Fushin Love Every moment of that hard work.

I Remember in the summer; When Days go by So Quickly and the Bore just continues to no end, and Now; Im blessed with work, Im blessed with the feeling of doing something in my life that is accountable in the future, Spending my days having good memories, Laughs, Fun!!!

BUT ..

To Work Hard, Especially in days where i dont even have 5 mins to transport from one place to another, And then Be Demoralized by Certain People is just annoying.

I Do Know that; YES; I sometimes fall back from my schedule; I Do Not Complete certain Stuff, And i understand a Telling off on that ..

BUT ..

To Work So Fushin' Hard; And Go To a Place where i feel i can enjoy my time; And Have a Work/fun time at the same time, And Get an unpleasant surprise?

It Hurts most when a something bad happens at a time where u LEAST Expect it :/.

And It Hurts ..

And So; All the hard work seems to go for So Fushin Nothing!!

Then After That u understand why people behave like this, And everything fills the fushin Blanks ..

I Want A Face To Kick .. !!

One Of those Fushin Days Where things DONT GO YOUR FUSHIN WAY ..

The Debate in my head is; Do I Deal with this Professionally; Or Do i Fush the Hell out of the fushin It?

Sorry for Blabbing!!

FUSH ..

Kuwait 2-1 Indonesia .. 14/11/09 ..

Mashalla We Won ..

WE WON ..

WE WON AGAINST 'INDONESIA' ..

Is it that A Kuwaiti win in International Games So Rare That We Would Actually Enjoy a Win Against Such a Poor Team With Such Vigorousness And Happiness?

Whats This?

We Won Against 'Indonesia'; A Team That Just Discovered the Word Football in Their Dictionary; And We're Happy?

So Fushin WHAT????

Was That a Team Playing??

Not a Player from the Far East Team was Taller than 1.5M; And Sub7an Allah; THEY SCORE FROM a FUSHIN CORNER????

We Actually Could've Managed to lose against that POOR POOR FOOTBALL TEAM .. ??

And Kuwaiit; I Still Believe that Kuwait should play with their second Kit; cuz they dont deserve to wear the blue one ..

For Heaven's Sake ppl are having Maseerat and fushin Parades for winning that game after Parades on Winning the Asian Cup or reaching the World cup??

Its Almost an Embarrassment For me to see ppl behaving like this on such minor stuff ..

O Chan Zaiin Kuwait Were Playing Good; THEY WERE FUSHIN BISHIN BAD ..

Allah Kareem ..

O 9edag Men Gal ..

' Ya Sheen el Sarj ( el Fanneeelaa el Zargaa ); 3al Bugar ( T3arfoon Menuu .. ) .. ' ..

But I will Still Go To the Matches ..

I'll Still Love that Blue Shirt ..

I'll Still Shout a Clap with my Heart ..

I Will Still Be An Azrag ..

My Joy.

I Got One of my best friends today and went to the avenues; 6ab3an With limited amounts of cash; 10 Kd Aprox. O We Actually Had Fun; Although being knackered At the end of it wasn't in our plans but i guess it was worth it.

We Walked, Walked and Walked. We didnt Gizz; We just walked, talked and walked.

We Talked.

I Love Talking didnt i tell u that?

We Rarely did gizz in that environment of High Classed Ppl; To The Lower end of the vertical line. Lower than u can Imagine. Ppl Just couldnt stop surprising us.

Wala A7ad Selam Men Lsannaa While we talking ..

I mean anybody that Shakla to the least point was 3'ala6; We Made fun of him; 3ala 6ool.

We Laughed; We Got Angry; We Got Disgusted; We Got amazed ..

And We Saw a Candidate to the Most beautiful person that ever entered The Avenues.

No Make-up; No False Walks; No Acts.

Just Beauty ..

We Were Litterally Speechless Watching her Pass By; Regretful that we didnt go back and followed her.

And We Also Saw the Ultimate Opposite to the Meaning of Beauty.

Ppl That can only Be Described as 'Waii3' ..

And its not their Real Appearance; its the appearance that they think that will make them look to the least bit nice; BUT NO.

We Saw 3agad; Ppl Having the liberation tower on their heads.

Ppl as tall as my finger Smoking disrespectively .

All of the samples of ppl under 1 roof.

By My Joy was from talking to my friend; with no limit; Walking and looking at people.

Having Freedom.

I discovered from this particular outing that this thing gives me comfort and Happiness.

I mean; Whats not funny in analyzing hundreds of characters; Trying to find out single bits of their personal lives from just a look or a voice.

The Diversity is incomparable.

Its like a scientist entering a rainforest and finding new species.

I Believe its a healthy thing to do that from time to time. Up to speed with the latest trends; Latest species of Human Beings.

I Love this .. Thanks AlShaye3 For handing us a rainforest filled with diverse creatures.

*Disclaimer*

I Am Someone Who Walked in the Avenues and I Believe as i talked about ppl and thought about them wrongly; Ppl Talked and thought about me wrongly too. I Do Judge these ppl but i dont mean anybody in particular. Everybody is Respected in this Blog.

I Wont Bother proof reading this; its too long so sorry for the mistakes.

a Post from the Heart I Guess .. Enjoy ..

FM 2010

For Every Sane Football Fanatic; BUY THIS.

I bought it for 3 in el Re7aab; And Its Fushin Worth Every Fils .. ;p ..

*Higher Class Ppl; U may want to buy the Original For like 25; Bess 3adee We wont Judge u ;p.

Its AMAZING ..

Is Addicting ..

Its The Best Of The Best.

If something will make me fail my Ig's; This will Be a Big Factor in it ..

Bess its My Love ..

Buy it.

Just Fushin Get Up and Fushin Buy it ..

In The Middle O NoWhere ..

Tamzeeej ..

In a 5aiimaa ..
Cold; Mo Labes Jakaiit ..
Unlit Cigarette Between my lips ..
Listening to el Fajr el B3eed ..
Its 12;40 AM Btw ..

'3ed el njooom Weshkethraha; Yallee Begalbee Kethrahaa .. '

Mu5ayyam Simple But Fulfilling ..
With a Bunch of ppl i dont mind being with ..
Funni ..

Almost Full Moon ..
Stars everywhere ..

'Ya Sa7er el Basmaa; Asaherak Najmaa?; Abasma3ak Kelma; 7ata Wa Low Kelma .. '


Btw; Personel Note; Yesterday U Got Amazing News; Ur Sister is pregnant .. :D:D ..

Please Ed3oolaha .. O Inshalla Tyeeeb A Good Healthy Baby ..

I Love U Sis; O Allah Ywafgech .. U and Ur Hubbyy ..

'5al el Gumar Laiila; Yes-har M3ee Laiila' ..

I Love U and Good Night ..
I Wrote this post to remember today; A Good Day ..


'Es-har Ma3eee Laiilaa' ..

Anooony?

WHERE IS ANONY !?

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Crushed.

Her Eyes; Magical

Her Cheeks; Illuminating ..

Her Look; Innocent ..

The most innocent look i ever Saw ..

Dazzling ..

Does She know About my crush .. ?

My Heart Races When i look at her ..

I Giggle unintentionally ..

I blush ..

Does she know about her beauty?

Mashalla ..

I mean She's Amazing ..

I Rarely talked to her .. Bess ..

Her Look discusses stuff with me ..

Her Pose .. Torture ..

I Adore innocence ..

If your looking at this; I'm your secret admirer ..

Its FIGURED ..

Remember?

Blankness

Maku Shay Happening in my life right now that is so interesting to post on. No inspiration whatsoever.

39 Degrees!

Sneezes in a Row.

Hard; Painful Coughs.

Nose Tightly Shut.

Breathe = Hot.

Churning Stomach.

39.2 Degrees my Temp.

Going through a Rough Patch.

Next week is filled with Tests; And My current state is stopping from studying!

Life is Unfair.

Musta8ella

Ma Daam il 3moom is hyped about it; Why not me.

Tomorrow Any One Who is in GUST and Sees this Post; mandatorily will vote for 8a2emat il Musta8ellaa In GUST.

O Heyya Heyya Musta8ellaa ..

Waiit For it.

My Aim for Next February ..

1. A Flat Stomach ..

2. Gar3aaa ..

3. Tanned Body ..

4. 10 Cm's Taller ..

5. Unshaved Le7yaa ;p.

I Want To Beee hoottt ..

O I dont Care if any one i know Is Seeing thisss ..

Abeee; I Do itt ;p.

Inshalllaaaa ..

A Descriptive Writing For School

The atmosphere was exhilarating, moving and very tense. When three thousand loyal people group together in the same place on one heart pumping with love, you can feel lots of different things at the same time. You can feel a delicate tingling on your spine from the pride you’re experiencing and you can feel such subtle numbness that is multiplies ten times at the moment.

Hatred can also pour viscously on the sight of it. You would say and do things that can be dangerously automatic. Evilness turns into goodness, there is no such thing as bad doing. Moralities and ethicalities are erased completely with no return when you enter this ’Hulk’.

Such conflicting of feeling gets scary. When you know that you think that there is no consequences at the time but as a matter of fact there is, can make you go crazy, but then you think aren’t we all?

Goosebumps are a almost a formality every time you enter this fortress, but every time its different. You would miss and lust this minute sensation because it has an impact nothing and nobody can have. It defines love to you.

It defines true Love.

The presence of such uniform in this huge number of people has a strange effect on your backbone. You can feel almost feel a welcomed change of colour in your blood. It feels like a new life has entered you.

As you soon as you settle, you start your voluntary work, almost an obligation that you cant dismiss. A Pact that you can’t abandon. A Contract unlike any contract, a contract between hearts, foots, and an emblem.

A Matter of Life and Death. A Marriage.

You start to look at your right, evilness, frustration, hatred, anger, disgust, annoyance, disturbance.

They are pollution in your eyes. You cant stand the sight of them, the smell of them, the noise of them. Sheer hatred. Sheer anger. They are not supposed to be on this planet. They are alienated outsiders, they are invaders, they are evilness in its highest points.

Then, you express the almost compressed, congested feelings with a weapon of mass destruction. A weapon that blew down countries and killed high-end people. A weapon that every type of person belonging to this hardworking colony would excel in. The weapon of Voice.

An almost perfectly rhythmic tone. If you listen closely, everything would be clearer. You can hear everything, everything. MJ singing Billy Jean or Mr. Rowaished doing a high pitched solo. Or just the simple chanting and clapping of three thousand people.

Everything is multiplied by ten.

You would never wish for anything else in life. You believe that this is a way of life. A Basic. Equal to air or water if not more.

There is no time for discussions, there is no time for rationality. it’s a moment of Faith and Belief. Something nobody in the world is feeling but you. There is no brothers and sisters, Father and Mothers, Sons and Daughters. There is just one thing and one thing only.

Green.

Its always worth it. Never not worth it. If u Win, No person is more happier than you on the earth Joy in its exact meaning. It feels like you’re looking at people from the moon BUT When you lose, you cant feel more sadder, more angry. It’s the ultimate feeling of neglect and and betrayal. Again; Its always worth it.

Through Sickness and Health.

Regret can be the closest term to the feeling of leaving the green fortress but you certainly feel more than regret. The scale of it is just not right. As soon as you get into your car, Starting the engine, steering the wheel, heading away from it you feel the lust building up again. You feel the pure ambition to get back to your place of birth. To your ultimate source of life.

Al - Arabi football Club; A Way of Life.

Going Pink

No; Im not officially a girl; But http://ansam518.wordpress.com/ wrote that this month is Breast cancer month in her Blog; Soo; Im going pink this month;p.

I'v Lost someone very close to me due to this disease; And everytime i see something about it; I remember the person.

Allah Yer7am Kel Men Mat From This Disease o Yshafee Whoever has it.

Mortal !

I Was raised not to talk about Death or Ill Health; In the future or about the past. I got used to that although i always had questions unanswered; But i knew that it was forbidden to ask them; Like ' How did Flan Die' Or ' Does this disease Kill ' O Chithee.

This build up of Not Knowing about death and its details; Created a fascination of it by me. And 1 Distinguished clue of that is that I want Death to Be My Profession.

el mohem; My post is about a convo me and dad Were Having.

He Was Explaining to Me How I Must stand for myself; And Fight for my rights o Chithe.

But during the conversation he said something alarming; That may not seem much to him; But it struck me so hard that i Got that suffocating feeling that hits ur throat and almost made me to tears.

Everybody thinks of his father as his superhero; the immortal Man; The Most powerful man alive; That can do any and everything; The one u'd go to for safety and comfort.

And Even though im grown up o chithe i still feel that hes the superhero and the one who if i hide behind him nobody will ever touch me.

But this all Disappeared; When he said the phrase.

I didnt Pay attention to most of what he said afterwards la2ana; This phrase just got the sense our of me.

Its the Reality We're In.

Its the Right we all deserve.

Its the Fate we will end up with.

These words may mean nothing to uu; But they meant hugely to me.

He Said ' Baba; Im not always going to be here to stand for you; One Day I Will Be Gone !! '

Knives Piercing My Heart.

Allah Y5aleeh Lee Inshalla;

Morning Coffee

Tomorrow is the First of School Without Ramadan Timings; And normally I Cant Go to School Without drinking a morning Nescafe Saturated With Sugar Before School.

For Me its the Perfect Coffee in the Perfect Time.

My Morning Routine.

1. Wake Up.

2. Staright to the Bathroom; Strip; and into the shower.

3. Get out of the Shower; Rap a Towel and Brush my Teeth.

4. Get out of the bathroom; and change into our beautiful Uniform; Pink Shirt; Grey Trousers Purple tie.

5. Pray.

6. Put my books together for the next day.

7. Do a little of HW if the time allows me.

8. Go to The 9ala; Find the Coffee on the table; And Take off the Lid and let the mysterious Steam Get out.

9. Close the Lid and Sip.

10. Wake Dad; My Sister sometimes still isnt awake.

11. Carry the Bag and Go Down to the Car.

12. Go To school:).

I bored you With my 12 Step programme of preparing for school in the morning; Bess Its nice i guess;p.

On the Same note; Tomorrow i have this Cruel Homework From our Cruel Maths Teacher and i didnt Start It :(; Maleee 5lg; And if i dont do it 100% I Get an Afterschool Detention :(.

Maleeeeeeee 5lg.

CSI NY; Season 6 Starts

Obviously not the Conventional show to be watched by a 15 yr old Kuwaiti; But since I Layed eyes on the Show I couldnt stop watching it.

I Bought DVD's of it fro the First 4 seasons; But after exploring new technologies I Now download every new episode from torrent; And i Literally Itch if i Miss an Episode; This summer was dreadful without the Series :(.

But Yesterday the Sixth Season Aired in America and today i watched the first episode and u cant imagine my thrill.

The Premiere Was Amazing; And Thrilling.

Just wanted to share my excitement and gratitude for CBS For airing the sixth season.

I Know a Very Few Collection of People that watch this; I Dedicate this post for them.

Long live CSI:NY.

Long Live the Best Couple in TV Shows; Lindsay Monroe and Danny Messer;

Hideous !!

So; Mee, Dad O Lil sister in a One of the Restaurants in the 'Round Mall' today Minding our own Business; Enjoying our freedom of looking at Good looking ppl and things.

Next thing i know 3 Girls Allegedly from Kuwait (Although I can be 90% sure that they're not from this planet); Come inside the restaurant With Bleached Yellow Hair And Bright Red Lipstick.

For Me They Were extra Hideous; Maybee People can disagree; Bess The problem is ' I cant think of anything but that they are b******.

I Mean Sorry; Bess Shnoo Hatha; Waiin Ga3deen; Sh-haal 5amma illee Marra Wa7daa 6la3aw min il Ar9'??

O Chan Zaiin They were 7elweeen; A Nice thing to look At ??

They Were Hideous; The first word that came up to my mind.

90% Of the Eyes of the Restaurant looked at them when they entered; I Cant deny that they were centree of Attention; Bess If i wantto be the in the centre of attention i want it to be for a good reason; Not To be thought as *******??

Y3nee 3aiib;

Ppl Are sitting with their families and these just enter and Take away their freedom.

U may think im over exaggerating when i say they took their freedom; Bess thats the truth la2ana some ppl dont want their children; husbends; look at these hideous creatures.

Waiin Ahalhum??

3eedkum Mbarak

3eedkum Mbarak Mu8addaman O 3asakum T3oodonah Kel Senna B9e7aa o Salama .. Inshalla Ya Rab il 3alameen.

I just Hope that this 3eed wouldn't be as tasteless as this Rme9'aan Ilee Mar Bedoon 9a3am Bser3at il Barg; Ma 7assaiina Feeh; Chak boom Wella 3eed.

My preperations;

1. Book; (( wallet )); 7ag il Floos; Abee Wayed;p.

2. Ghetraa Bai9'aa Bess Feeha Muraba3at Mithl el Chma3' ; Y3nee Ja5 ;p.

3. Deshdashaa; Offwhite Min 5aya6 il 3alam il Eslaamee; Fee Sharg; 5oush 5aya6.

4. Mesba7; el Waled Yayeblee Mesba7 Kahrab 93'ayer 3ala gadee;p.

5. Ba3ad Shnoo??; Ee ga7fiyaa; Mohemaa;p.

6. Mmm; Ee Ryoog Mohem; A7laa Ryoog mal il 3eed; T7es inna 9ij Weddek Takel Ryoog;p probably Ra7 Ykoon 7ummu9 o Fool O Falafel Min Kanaare.

Bess ;p.

I Hope i get alot of money;p O This 3eeed Would be a memorable One.

Addicted to Twitter

Soo; Im Addicted to twitter; At this point i cant live without refreshing the twitter page 1 time a minute.

Im bored with my addiction:p.

The pple who created twitter were smart frankly; Although its only a space for 140 characters including spaces; Its a space thats so free; Soo Broad; That it completes the thing; Madree Shagool:P.

We can write about almost anything; It can be useless information or BIG INFO; Celebrities are communicating through twitter now; Qutada MEntioned twitter; Al Watan is giving news through twitter. Its a new trend But a great trend.

Some ppl think twitter is something that is practically useless; But this 140 character space can be a place that is sooo valuable it is unbelievable; People dont find anyperson anywhere and talk to anytime?; so they go to twitter; Under anonymity; Or with their identity uncovered.

Its not like facebook; Facebook u have limits and boundaries u cant cross cuz ppl in facebook u know personally; But in twiitter; U dont know most of the ppl so u can bitch about anything; Anytime.

I cant seem to get enough of twiiter and i really really like it; addicted to it. Thank u Birdy;p.

Im Not Me

This Blogosphere o These posts o the ways we are communicating are very great blessings we have.

We obviously have a great pleasure in looking at the moods of some people; Their stories; Their Ideas and enjoy their humour.

Well I know that i do enjoy my virtual life here.

The problem that is picking on me is that; When u talk to me or look at my posts; Its Not Mee.

I read back at my last 3 months here; And I noticed that i was indulging a different personality; than who i really am.

I dont know what im trying to achieve from this complicated ( I dont even understand it.); Bess Something to blabber about:P.

No Comment No.5

' Ya Jar7 Fe 9oorat Fara7; Ya Chethbaa Maghzaha We9'a77 '

Hatha Enta .. 3abdalla Rwaiished.

We Crashed into a Maybach!!!

Soo; We were Fe E7da il Mana6e8 il 'High' O Kaan Za7maa;

El mohem; It was me and My Brother; He was driving:P.

Soo; Kaan Shway Za7maa;

Sheft el Maybach; Chan agool 7ag o5ooy;' En De3amt-haa; Baiin il E3daam wel Mu2abbad':P.

il mohem; Dashaiina freej 93'ayyer Wella 3 Sayyarat jedamnaa yaboon Ye6le3oon; Y3nee lazem nerja3.

Reja3 o5ooy o chithee; O Za7maa o Hernaat; O ZA7MAA;

Marra wa7da Wella a Screeching Voice; Galbeee Na6; Gelt Bgalbee Moo 7elwaa il Maybach; O Youm sheft Waraa Welaa Nafs Loun il Maybach; Gelt Bye Bye o5ooy.:p.

El7amdella 6la3at Ford Ellee De3amnahaa Moo el Maybach; It was a Scare i needed to share:P.

Today is Sept 11; allah Yer7am ilee Tuwaffa minhum :P.

Um il Banaat.

I dont know about you but this tamtheeleeyaa reminds of the old days; Not necessarily that i lived through these old days; but it just seems to be as original as it can be.

Su33aad 3abdalla, I notice chooses the best scripts to be in, and she excels in them. She is a great actor but in a time in the last decade she failed to shine. But at the last few years she regained the shine she is now having.

She formed a great duo with 3'anem il 9ale7; who also is giving a magnificent performance this ramadan.

The plot of um il banat is amazing and very new; Some go as far as saying its a real story, but nevertheless its a great story.

The new actors in it are doing a great job; The Banaat; 9ager mashalla 3alaiih o Allah yer7ema;p. Every single actor is proving his worth and his skills except a few exceptions.

And ofcourse for me the Highlight of the whole series; Haya 3abdel Salam.

il musalsala il wa7eeda ilee laiil7een ga3ed atabe3h; Its Great o An9a7kum itha ma ittab3oonhaa laiil7een; The 7al8aat are on youtube or just continue watching it.

Sorry this post is shway raye7 feeha; Tawnee Ga3ed min il noum .. !!

The Best Sleep Ever.

So School Started; Madree laiish il 5abba?; il 7ayat mashya Wala chinna fee shay 3an H1N1 3'aiir cham poster O Cham Rule; Like No kissing or hugging or handshaking; Bess 3/4 of the school is 'SKIP' O Half the teachers too:P.

Men Awal Youm Homeworks o Shighil; Bess the first day of my last yr was quite good; The emphasis by almost every teacher i meet on the importance of being smart and putting all of the effort in was unbearable; It was depressing; This yr will define me; Average q8i.

Will I go to the UK with a scholarship to study medicine Or will i andigir in KU and go for 3loom idareya?

The importance of this yr is just unreal; Im cannot imagine myself in the next 6 months and what will i do; Im still unsure of myself.

Ooops; Nesaiit 3an il Title.

Ee So; The upside of school is my nap in the afternoon; Awal ma Ared min il madresa and after working my buttocks off; I want to rest and have a good sleep; And this sleep is the best sleep ever.

Its not like the vacation sleep where u only sleep because u stayed up for a sum of hours; No; its a sleep because ur tired and u wake up thanking ur body for getting to sleep. I love this sleep.

And also in school u appreciate the weekend; A Weekend is different when ur working the whole week; U Fell its a weekend; a time of rest and leisure and what a feeling it is; A magnificent feeling; The weekend ur waiting for all week came and u try to enjoy it to the fullest and no matter what u do u always enjoy it.

Soo; Bess :p.

Fush

My new word; Cuz its rme9'aan and out of respect to this holy month and turned the widely known swear word to this cute unthreatening word ' fush '.

Hope people follow my trend.

So School Bacher; Half Excited .. Half Wanting to kill my self.

I Like Classic cars; My life are classic cars; I LOVE THEM

y3ne not the 30' and 40' model cars, No. I mean the 50's and up cars till the 70's; I adore them.

Irtidad Baiitna Mshallah WAYED; Fa we have a huge garden .. Bess hal ayam mahmoola Fa i feel sorry for it.

I like cooking .. weddee A6ba5; Bess kella not having time.

In one of my posts in the summer holiday i said i will priorities my excercises:P, Well throw that statement in the bin:p.

Im in love with mushrooms these days.

Mixed Berries juice from al mara3e; 3ajeeeeeeeeeeeeb.

Manchester United 2-1 Arsenal

Moo 7aram?

0-1, goal 3alamee min Arshavin that silenced some 70,000 Man U fans.

Arsenal were dominating, hajma wara hajma 7ata after the half time.

1-1, a dubious penalty, Rooney right corner opposite to Almunia, Goal.

2-1, Diaby, Ah ya diaby.

2-2 ... Nope, gallas offside in the 95th minute.

Ended 2-1 Man U.

go Arsene, A display that kept our heads high.

School.

Swine Flu Or Ig's ?

The rumour says that we're going to go to school with masks all day and Shaking hands is banned; No Contact what so ever; Classes numbers limited.

sounds like Mustashfa il Amra9' il Sareya Mo School.

After tomorrow is the start of the most important chapter of my life yet; The forkway of my life.

Wish me luck 7abaybee.

Sheesha In Lebanon

Before i went to lebanon i had an imaginary picture of the typical Lebanese sitting; and What was this picture?:

Sitting in Solidere with friends or cousins, have a Sheesha and watch the people come and go.

This came true and i went with a couple of my cousins to solidere sat in petit cafe; chatted alot then the sheesha for my older cousin came and he started smoking but after a mere 15 minutes he gave it up.

I asked him could i smoke it a little and he surprisingly agreed; maybe acknowledging my desire in having it here Only here.

So i smoked for the first 5 minutes and i Got extremely dizzy so i gave it up but my cousin didnt take it; he left it. So after my dizziness disipated I took the sheesha again but this time i seemed like a proffesional and this was one of the best times in my life. Great feeling; Absolutly great feeling.

I was worrying if my parents would come and surprise the hell out of me and make me a fool in the middle of solidere but they were far away in Lebanon So i was comfortable.

Having a sheesha in lebanon is the best thing to do in lebanon especially in solidere. So i vowed myself to not have a sheesha but in lebanon.

Bess; Wanted to express it.

Sorry ?

* first im sorry 3ala il ge6a3a; Madree Shfeene, Madree.

* The pics of the journey shakelhaa are coming in a later time; Malee 5lg a7e6hum 9ara7a; Sorry.

* Wedde Afa9'fe9' Wayed Ashyaa2 Bess Makuu; Y3neee il blog Madree shloun.

*Anony u know; 9a7?

*Arsenal Ibdaa3; Ya36eekum il 3afya yal gunners

* a7ebhaa

* Waiin raye7; Bhal Suhoola Hanat il 3eshraa 3alaiik?

Waiin raye7; Injara7 9otee Wana Anadee 3alaiik.

O madam i7naa fe shahar rme9'aan; Ee BTW Mbarak 3alaiikum il Shahar O Kel 3am o into B5aiir.

E so; il A5laa8 min Aham il Ashyaa2 ilee Yemtelekhaa il insaan.

Ygooloon Bema3na il 7adeeth inaa Se2low il Rasool Laiish Allah 9ebar 3ala Fer3oun 400 Sinaa Fa Gal la2ana 3ala 6u3'yana o mollookeeta o id3a2a il olooheya Bess kan 3ala 5ulu8 7asan 3ashan chithee allah 9ebar 3alaiih

O Ham marra 3 Kufar Kanow Yekrehoon il Rasool O Mara shafow Broo7a Fa Ra7ow yaboon yethbe7oona Bess il Rasoool theba7 il Awal .. Ba3daiin il Thanee O Kann Yabee Yethba7 il Thaleth Bess chan yanzel 3alaiih Jebreel O Galla La Tethba7a La2ana hal Rajul Kan 5aloo8.

Fa Lamma Hadda il Rasool .. Se2al il Rayal il Rasool Laiish Hadaiitnee Fa Gallaa il Rasool; Jebreel Nezallee o Galee kait o kait o kait Fa Lamma Sema3 chithee il Rayal Aslam il Rayyaal

Fa il A5laa8 min aham il 9efat Fa 3alaiikum Bmakaram il A5laa8; Ma3a Ahalkum o Ma3a il Nas o Mara Nafskum o Ma3a Rabkum.

O Allah Yahdeena o Yahdeekum .. O Yet8abal Minkum 9yamnaa o 9yamkum

Bess.

3asa ykoon hal post zaiin o 5afeef 3alaikum .. !!

The Question is When?

The latest Reports say that 44 women died.

See how fate intervenes in a moment of happiness that turns it to a big tragedy. This fire that happened in Al 3yoon is a big reminder on how death can take us anywhere we can be.

Who would've expected?!

Allah Yer7amhum, O Yghamed Roo7hum il Janna Inshalla.

Journney to Leb 2

Journey to Leb 2.

S o we reached Jordan after the treaterous trip through KSA but what was astounding is that at the final 30 KM or so in the Saudi lands there were huge mountains that were so surprisingly beautiful.

I was amazed by the views i saw inside Saudi Arabia at the end.

Also in Saudi me and dad had our first and only bad moment, ileee 9ar inaa at night of the 1st day i was sleeping while dad drove suddenly i wake up wella baba 9afe6 in a parking o nayem bil sayara, ana 3abale binnam fe hotel so i woke him up, He was like " In6er swhway, After an hour i woke him up again .. chan y3a99eb .. He was like "

In Jordan .. It wasnt any different, We went through a few settlements throughout the way that looked old. No other word to explain it :P. The nice thing is that the Jordan - Syrian Border was called Jaber and its pleasing to know that the name of our late Amir is in Journey from Kuwait to Lebanon :P. There was also a sign saying "Al Rwayshed" .. Which was an area in Jordan :P.

The Jordanese Border was good, easy, We even prayed the dhuhur and 3a9er prayers in their mosque but the Syrian side was just fuckin dreadful, No offence :P. They had this stupid regulation that we needed to check up before we go into syria so there is this alleged doctor in a white coat that had a Temperature mesearure to see if anyone had high temps. The problem is that he used it without any sterilizing stuff, just from ear to ear, I was freaking disgusted.

They always took alot of time and indirectly asked for bribes, Dad couldnt not give them cuz if he didnt they will make a fuss. An amusing this is that Baba know them and gave them a hard time too, One of the officers was dragging so dad took a dollar and put it inside a paper and gave it to him, the officer got pissed cuz it was just a dollar so he returned and dad was like " Shfee hatha Mo 3ajbaa ", But il 9'aher it worked la2ana il a5 got so pissed that he quickly finished the passports.

O il mushkela is that the Thuba6 take money and the minor officers dont, A bit of a screwed system I'd Say :P.

When we reached syria, The greenery began to show and it was pleasing to be in a place like this after hundreds of miles with plain yellow desert :P.

I was admiring the greenery cuz its been long sisnce i saw mountains of Greens :P.

We had time to spare so we went downtown syria and had our lunch there .. in a restaurant called Kamal, Where the one thing i was in syria for was not fuckin Served. I was cracing from the beginning of the hjounrey some syrian marag bamia which i had fond memories of when i last was here :P.

I asked baba if we could stay the night here but he wouldnt allow it so we went straight to Lebanon, The ecstacy of first being in Lebanon was amazing specially in a car, It wasnt a feeling u'd feel in any place.

I took pics everywhere and sang Fairuz' famous song, " B7ebbek Ya Lebnnaan Ya wa6ane B7ebbek ... " .. Cheesy i know but it felt right and dad didnt stop me .. He let me be in the mood :P.