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Talking Talking Talking

2011-09-26T07:13:00.000-07:00

There are too kinds of talking:
1) Talking in front of a persons face.
2) Talking behind people's back.

You know the phrase "People talk".. yes people talk, everyone talks.. but it depends how they talk and what they talk about. From what I hear.. and see.. the people talk in this society is A.W.F.U.L... it's either they envy others for their blessings or talk about others' faults.

We lack the "In yo face" talk.. and it's not a good thing.

Annoying?

2011-07-31T04:52:00.000-07:00

Are you the kind of person that goes "Haha! I won! Haha! You lose!".. cuz if you are.. you should know that my kind of people find you annoying.

Are you the type of person who discourages people although you know what they did is impressive? If so, then you're annoying.

Are you the kind who grudges on successful people? Get a grip! >:( You can be successful too.

Are you a follower or a followed person?
If you're a follower, then learn and get independent fast. Please :)
And if you're followed, be patient... I told them to be independent fast. :)

My annoying side of me likes being annoying, at least the part I know about. I may be annoying (VERY) about somethings that I don't mean to do and people may get annoyed. But that which I mean to do, I do it with joy..

Dear Sister

2011-07-29T16:29:00.000-07:00

How can I explain to you..? How can I explain to you that when you laugh at watching people get hurt in (AFV) ... I really don't get it. How is it funny to watch someone in pain and react to it as if it's best entertainment?!? IT'S SAD! And karma might chase you!

Just stop it. It's annoying.

Greed

2011-03-18T05:01:00.000-07:00

Give me a second to remove this face product off my face...

It is claimed to clear the skin and make it shine, nothing happened.. waste of money -.- I guess the woman working at that shop knew how to convince. This product though, only makes the brain believe it's doing so... and then normally maybe the brain would believe and actually starts reacting to false stuff. But truth is, my brain ain't that stupid. False stuff don't mind-play it. Me love it.

I haven't updated, sorry blog.

Few things to discuss now: a) the greed of my nation b) a video, and last but not least or as a classmate once said "Finally but not finally" B) I will discuss how I love the people I love, aren't they just lucky? You can skip the last part if it bores you.

So first of all, The Greed of My Nation:
My Nation refers to Omani citizen, but of course not all... only those with no certificates who want to be spoiled. Well here's a flashy fact! You GET WHAT YOU WORK FOR.

What they want?
- Change of ministers ---> Done
- Better life ---> if if can get any better you greedy !_#*%#!#! THE WORK FOR IT YOURSELF.
- Housewives to have salaries. <--- seriously?
- Unemployed to have salaries ----> Done, bwahaha.
- Salaries increase ----> DONE!
- Free everything <-- no can do.
- Good luck <-- no can do.
- ... the list goes on..

I respect that they want a better life, but I disrespect their way of doing so. I get that 1% (My own statistic) of the protesters are people who worked REALLY REALLY hard and still don't get what they deserve to get, only those have the right to complain. Everyone else, stop copying tigers when all you can do is meow. If YOU want change, START with YOU. -___________-!!!

ما صدقوا قدروا يفتحوا فمهم وتو ما يسكتوا

Secondly, a video..
I watched a disgusting video of this officer who was apparently run over by a truck and Oh Dear God, it is a scene no one should watch. But if you insist, here u go.. 18+ do not assume u're tough, it's not very easy to watch such thing.

http://video.ak.fbcdn.net/cfs-ak-snc6/83937/459/207702735911352_49885.mp4?oh=9a1ade04bf2fa2653624676a90669704&oe=4D823200&__gda__=1300378112_54620edfa041cf4fa760aa92730a495f

:'( May he REST IN PEACE.

My aunt discussed something someone told her about how us Ibadhis should say RIP because of something called bara2a w thema?

Well, I'LL SAY RIP TO EVERY PERSON I WANT TO SAY RIP TO. It is not me who forgives, it's Allah. So saying RIP, is only a way of giving condolences... can someone explain how this fatwa is appealing?

Finally, something a little cheerful... or at least on my side..

I love my family, my sisters... :$
I love my friends...
I love Barcelona and Nikon and everything that was on top of that cake me lovas <3

And of course I love...

Zojish.

ahaha in yo face Lulu.

Finally but not finally:
I'm not bothered to recheck any typos or misspellings, you greedy stickler who only-looks-at-the-empty-side-of-the-glass-forgetting-that-the-empty-side-comes-right-above-the-filled-side-meaning-that-in-the-end-we're-all-bound-to-emptiness. :)

To What Has Happened

2011-02-10T11:39:00.000-08:00

It started off in Tunisia, the starter of this movement... after the Tunisians success, other people around the Middle East realized that there might be hope in their nations too.

Now in Egypt, it goes around with Mubarak, a very stubborn politician/thief, who kept running spontaneously to the bottom thinking he's in control. When they say the youth has control, you listen.. and it's true.

I know a lot of deaths accrued since the fuss started, and that in a few minutes he's supposed to make the legendary speech of "I quit" but some doubt it... I just imagine myself on that spot, in a country which is in "Pause" mode, no one is working.. everyone's looking for revolution except the thieves who're liking it... how would it be? >_<

All the best to Egyptians who're looking for freedom and development, we're with you!

Everything that was "good," Is "Bad"

2011-01-20T14:23:00.000-08:00

Zooming into the picture, McDonald's food is delicious... psychologically, it should be healthy for the fact being, it's comfort food... IT IS DELICIOUS FOOD.

I'm deliberately writing this after a Quarter Pounder, to not get hungry I guess.

Zooming out, "الاعراض تجي بعد ٢٠ سنة، ما تقولوا ما قلنالكم... نحن علينا ننصح بس " I bet my parents aren't the only ones who say that, repeatedly. The truth it, we know. We know it's unhealthy, but we figured since we're young and "Oh Em Gee, healthay!" we might as well enjoy our youth? Or probably that's just me.

In three years, I'm supposed to quit, it's my 2013 resolution. Although right now, I'm so into junk food. Everyday it's craved, not only craved, but needed :S like addicted in some sort of way.

I don't know about you, but it seems.. as if our generation's body is much weaker and much more attractive to illnesses than 50 years old people. :/

Edit: I remember when we were kids, putting all the artificial food in our tummies.. WHAT WERE WE THINKING?

Here are some pictures of childhood sweets. -_- حلويات ايام الطفولة

^ Tasteless chocolate, remember?

The full of artificial colors, Nerds.

tsk tsk tsk.

We would actually anxiously wait for Fridays, when we'd go to my cousin's grandma's house because the only place we knew they sell them is in the store near there.

It would get stuck in our teeth for a looong time.. very hard to chew with mouth closed.

Childhood M&M's we'd my them like crazy.. almost every day!

This too -_-,,, WHY DID I EAT THIS >:'(

Uhh,,, and these >.<

Jello, colors, sugar.. water and whatever is in there.. was inside our stomach too.

Finally, God please grant us health.

Bored? Check this website to see more of the childhood colors you put in your system http://www.oldtimecandy.com/1990s.htm

In The Wife's Shoes

2011-01-11T08:17:00.000-08:00

Yesterday, after we heard about the death of a relative.. my sister came complaining

"Where are all my PJ's, this new housemaid is not very equivalent with putting things where they're supposed to be after washing them. My Life Sucks :["

"L, now that X person died just a few hours ago... imagine being in his wife's shoes.. you wake up in the morning with him next to you in bed.. you say goodbye to him as he goes to work... less that 12 later you receive and information of his death... you're a widow, in her early twenties raising two kids.. of course her situation is no where close to you, but her life seriously sucks right now. Lets not complain about little things for the rest of the day"

RIP

Of course, we always unconsciously complain and about what? The silliest things.

I just finished the last RedBull can.
My sister finished her finals, I did not finish mine.
I'm sitting her, posting in my blog when I should be studying.

And the wife, she's probably still in denial... may God be by her side.

But I'm not complaining. 8'|

... Gone

2011-01-10T09:06:00.000-08:00

My sister came to me 30 minutes ago, God how dreadful that moment was.

"Booth, everyone's crying downstairs I can hear them and I'm too afraid to know why"

I thought she was fooling me or kidding, but then I remembered that it's too easy to catch her lying and that this time she was not lying.

"I'm kind of busy now L, just go ask someone what's going on"

It was alright, I wasn't okay, my mind kept thinking.. Who died, almost everyone crossed my mind as dead.. not very easy to handle.

I thought I'd stop pretending to be busy and go ask who died, turns out it's my mother's cousin.. and my dad's cousin.

I went to my mom, check how she's doing.. she just kept telling me what a successful man he is, or was :(

Two children, and wife.. late 20s..

and one car accident in a split second to put and end to his life.. :'(

May he rest in piece,,

اللهم ارحمه وارزقه جنة الفردوس.

Yesterday vs. Today

2010-12-30T10:08:00.000-08:00

- الفاتورة بليز
- 9 ريالات
- موه؟ لا لا في شي غلط

4 rials for two cups of coffee, and another 4 for two doughnuts. 1 rial for taxes.

What makes me bring this up? Mum remembering how one of my aunt's husband laughs at fools who spend 2 rials for coffe when you can have it with more caffeine back home. He refuses to pay for coffee, the concept of paying for coffee can't seem to be digested. I understand, I mean, a few decades ago... coffee and "Deserts" fruits were a sign of hospitality and كرم. It's a strange thing to pay for coffee, because it may seem to them as if they're paying for hospitality. IT'S JUST WEIRD. Like 10 years from now, you'd pay for toilet, or what else can be related to this too? Hmm.. paying for.. oh wait the toilet thing is already happening in other places in this globe.. we pay for everything today, even the atmosphere LOL. Maybe in a few years, if the restaurant/shop is viewing a beach.. the beach would be part of the bill.. paying taces for what you see. ;) and if the restaurant smells good or the shop, you pay taxes for smelling the air freshener..

Oooh, maybe in ten, twenty years you'd pay for the air (O2)you breath.

Oh God >.<

Music

2010-12-27T13:35:00.000-08:00

Is it only me or is the Music practically dead?! Where are all the good songs?

I use two websites to keep updated daily for music, and I have two more spare webs just in case the first have no good songs. Guess what? Nothing, they are all exactly the same.. awful lyrics, house/techno with a very repetitive beat that started sick and ends Ewww-ish.

Producers, what happened?

As for the 2011 movies, irrelevant (I know)..

I'm excited, thank you producers! I love that 2011 is filled with second parts of awesome movies. It's exciting. Insha'Allah hoping to watch them.

2010-12-26T23:31:00.001-08:00

What December, 2004 Was Like To Me & Later

2010-12-04T07:32:00.000-08:00

December 27th was the day after Tsunami.

I recall rain, I recall studying for 7th grade finals, and I recall EVERYTHING after mum ran to the hospital to take you. After I had to beg her to take me; I wanted to know what was wrong with you. Why was mum's face so pale, and WHY was she Running to the hospital. "I wanna know what's wrong with my sister" I told her.. and even though I had finals, she still took me.

We went there, we waited, and waited, and waited... it was raining heavy outside the hospitals window, some moments I wished I chose to stay home and enjoy the rain instead of waiting aimlessly at the hospital. Clueless I was, you had cancer.

They took mum and dad to a room, told me to wait outside. I was so blunt back then, thinking everything is okay.. the room's door was open, and I remember hearing my mother crying, but I do not remember wondering why, I don't remember how I felt..

It took your therapy several months,, although the hospital was 40 minutes away from home, dad went EVERYDAY, and us (You siblings) took shifts on those days... What I disliked most is that mum had to stay with you, some days at school I would feel blue for not having her around.. I STILL DIDN'T DIGEST WHAT WAS WRONG WITH YOU. My cousins came telling us one day you had it, and we denied that... but as weeks passed it was easier to believe they were right.

Every weekend, my aunts would gather and we would too, and we would read for you.. and for my other aunt who also had cancer at the same time. May she rest in peace.

It turned out I had the same bone marrow as you, the exact same one - 0.01%... alhamdulillah, so.. if I ever need a kidney (allah y3afeenah), I know you're around. :P

What else? I might keep editing this post adding things that do not cross my mind this second.

I love you. :) I'm happy you're here with us, doing fine. Al7amdulillah. :)

Are your really born with it?

2010-11-25T03:34:00.000-08:00

Pisces are the most impressionable of the twelve zodiac signs. Deeply empathetic, they often exhibit a gentle, patient nature, but one that is in want of inspiration. Pisces can be deeply affected by and completely absorbed into their environment.

Pisces adapt well to their circumstances, both good and bad. They are generous, amiable, positive natured people with a deep sense of kindness and compassion. Pisces are highly tuned in to everything around them including the feelings of others.

Pisces are socially popular because of their easygoing and likable manner. They have an uncanny sense of perceiving what a person wants or needs, and delivering it. Pisces are reflexive, preferring to allow circumstances and events to unfold and, only then responding.

Pisces are not typical people. They are too idealistic and impractical for every day run of the mill living. Pisces are sensitive and instinctual rather than bookish or mechanical.

When Pisces find the right situations, they are capable of some incredible deeds. Pisces completely and wholly engage in a chosen path, to the exclusion of everything else. This obsessive compulsive energy can be healthy and not. Pisces can be workaholics (and other kind of -aholics too).

It may sound a little weird that all billions of people born at that phase 19 Feb-20 Mar have the same personality traits, also very hard to believe. Where it the logic there? And who makes this up anyways?!?!?! Psychologists or Psychics? Or it is both of them together?

Now am I really born like that? :S Or does my personality grow? Or is it a little bit of both at the same time. No ßee you're not born with your personality you learn it, you're not born to annoy X and appreciate Y and dislike Z and.. you know. ;) You develop those feelings, you choose your reactions. AND NO! You're name, eye color, voice tone, favorite color, do NOT define who and what you are.

Appreciation

2010-11-19T22:27:00.000-08:00

Appreciation

One thing a person should try to learn better... is appreciating what you have, just in case dear things are gone. You may have your favorite chocolate today after a nap (Essential) but tomorrow you don't, and you only choose to realize its importance when it's gone, or about to be gone. Not good, no.

What brings this up? A friends personal message saying "Try 2 enjoy every moment with ur family". I will BTW :P, except I don't realize how significant my family's role is in my entire life. I will try my best to Enjoy my time with them, appreciate everything... good or bad. What's good is good, and what's bad will end up being making good taste good-er. Better.

Things crossing my mind that I should really try to appreciate:

- Family & Friends

- After nap chocolate (Snack)

- Life

- Education, my college, colleagues, docs and anyone for that matter

- Music sharing webs

- Gadgets (Laptop, mobile, camera)

- Delicious food, even if it's unhealthy... it's still good

- You "Using" time reading this

- My country's anything, ground, hospitals, dust, universities, roads. (Just 'cause I appreciate doesn't mean I have no complaints)

I can write more, but I have to think... I appreciate my brain but not in a perfect mood to use it for this.

Anything you should appreciate? Or show appreciation for?

You see, people like to be thanked.. one common mistake we/I do is take them for granted.. I should let them know they're values, or learn ways to do that the right way. I should also accept them, accept what they think.. and try not to laugh at them if they said something stupid, because it may only be stupid to me.. and I don't like laughing alone at someone.

Moreover( Yes miss English Course "LANC" I used a linking word where I and not supposed to, I give no darnk in real life)... Things, we need to appreciate... you never know when they'll break or get destroyed by people who don't care they destroyed it.

I spilled water on my two months old macbook, I'm almost flying for using it right now... I swear I appreciate you Apple, I do.. and I'm sorry. I'm showing appreciation to my laptop, try doing that. :P

Life, I appreciate everything taking part in you... please don't be too short. <3
Me, thank you for being extra you. :) I love you.

Views

2010-09-16T12:51:00.000-07:00

In my view, which is most probably not exactly as yours... I believe people differ so much that you can barely know/understand someone enough to judge them perfectly, close to never.. Nor do we know ourselves that deep. God is the one that knows us most and more than we know ourselves. You can try but don't ever believe you reached there... that's just impossible.

Which is why it's better to not trust anybody and assume you know/understand them, to keep safe.. Our views differ.. we see most things from differences angles... the only way for two or more to get along is if they let aside their differences... and keep in mind where they integrate.

And keep in mind that we're humans, humans are sometimes awful. :P

This Life..

2010-08-31T13:21:00.000-07:00

Yours, mine, whoever it is..

People leave you, they will not wait for you to call them to stay or to tell them you need them, they will leave you. And most of times (How unfortunate) they will not care, that is the harsh fact. Some would dare block you from their lives, because their just not bothered with staying in contact, too much worked blah blah, whatever their darn excuse is.

They loved you, they missed you, they missed you more, and then they get over it, and they forget you. They will not wait, they will not say hello, and they will not care, but they will ignore sometimes without saying goodbye also.

Just clearing one thing up, after talking to a close friend that sounds completely different than how she used to be, a bit cold I'd say...

Umm.. on the bright side, we laughed a lot. And I loved hanging out with you. :)

My day

2010-08-31T12:37:00.000-07:00

It feels good, it really does! Knowing you spent the day the way you should have brings peace to me. Cliche.

I did sleep almost 11 hours, yet I did things today more than any other day. And I am happy. I just had to say that.

And... I write it here to not feel lazy tomorrow "YOU WROTE THIS IN YOUR BLOG BOOTH" I'm going to a 9:00-1:00 lecture, and when I come back I can sleep.

It is Ramadhan..

2010-08-14T20:22:00.000-07:00

I went to buy "groceries" with mum before it started, we all know how food is known to be thanked for a little more during Ramadhan. And I bet shops just love it.

It wasn't the hunger for food but the hunger to buy it, almost as it it were free. Anything I slightly craved or thought I might crave, I bought. And I wasn't the only one. The shelves there were practically empty. >.<

Of course the next day, all I did was put more effort to wake up early so the day wouldn't become a waste. Knowing a little history about Ramadhan and how people acted during it during the days of the prophet... And thinking of the movie "Inception", something I didn't watch yet BTW... I can only imagine how the next generation would be.

You see, during the prophets days.... they went to battles while fasting, no water, no food... but they had strength and energy... and even then they didn't have as much food as we did!

During my parents young days, they had no AC's, they had to work hard, bring food from one house to another (I guess that :P) .... anyhow, they were not like us, not this way.

Now, us... we sleep all day and eat all night. If anyone asks us to do something, we have THE EXCUSE of fasting... as if fasting means, relax. And if we had to do anything, we complained. Yesterday, when I went to fotoor... I cracked up, everyone was moving in slow motion literally and it was hilarious! You see for yourself, a good experienced where I learned that slow motion movement can actually become a natural phase for a month in the next few generations...

A situation..

2010-08-01T11:49:00.000-07:00

This happened in the ATM a while ago, we were waiting for a woman to finish using the ATM for our turn....

This dude comes out of nowhere, behind us....

Dude: And I'm standing right here [A pissed off face]
My sister and I both looking at him confused...
Me: What?
Dude: I was standing before you.
Me: Oh okay. [I gestured so he would take his turn next]
Dude (Which by the way was standing so far away from the ATM) : No it's okay I'll wait for her [Pointing at the ATM next to the one we started using]
Me: You could've stood closer for us to notice you were next...
Dude: I couldn't because there was a woman in front of me
Me:Not that close, you're way too far (I'm starting to get mad)
[My sister suddenly told me to stop talking and apologized on her and my behalf] Which I believed was very unnecessary since he's the one who started to make it a situation.

Who'd fault?

Five things moi can't live without

2010-07-15T17:12:00.000-07:00

Since Mika suggested I write five things I can't live without, which I find very interesting...

They are:

1- My family: I love them to death, each and every one of them. Literally.
2- Nutriment (McDonald's): I can't live without it, really :(
3- My camera: The one I'm planning to buy for a year now.
4- Entertainment devices (Technology): Internet, TV, and iPod included.
5- My bed: It makes my passion (Sleeping) more comfy.

6- A watch: very very important to stay on time.

7- Myself :P

Wind & Water

2010-07-13T12:20:00.000-07:00

Two things that make life continue or stop. Two things humans can't control. Fire, I guess is too.

We think, that we're able to control things. By technology or our minds... yet we can't. We cannot be sure of anything, anything at all... moreover, we can never ever be too careful. So as much as we dream of power, we'll never get there... this said, how can you not believe someone more powerful exists?

Why shopping?

2010-07-08T15:46:00.000-07:00

Hmm... this past year, I only did the real shopping twice... ONLY TWICE! And it was almost like... A vampire thirsty for blood... That I needed new stuff.

Not that I'm addicted and I had to stay sober or anything... But I never had the time and effort to go to the one real mall we have here and actually spend hours in it.

I went a few days after finishing school and it was amazingly reviving. =]

What did I buy?
- Shoes
- Clothes
- Books =D
- More clothes.
- Make-up stuff
- Cute dress.
- Accessories!

I'm satisfied now.

Speaking of WC

2010-07-08T15:39:00.000-07:00

This is exactly why I enjoy watching the world cup. Every match feels like a ride on a roller-coaster.... Beginning with the excitement and then the nervousness and finally the joy or the sickness... And since Spain is going to finals... What I've been feeling so far is joy joy joooy.

When I'm annoyed, like now...

2010-07-02T04:22:00.000-07:00

When you try too hard to make someone say thank you, or have some sort of gratitude... yet nothing comes out of them... to make you feel better.

I just want to shake them, let them wake up and tell them I'm trying MY BEST, that this is all I could give you can't make me do more than that, I'm not perfect.

How do you do that? Tell them you're trying your best-est but without making the words come out of your mouth.

How do make them remind you that their thankful and satisfied? Just ignoring will not help.

He;res what I'll do, I will not shut up or shut down. I'll just continue doing what I do... And if they don't like that, in any matter... I will just not listen. As long as I know I did what I did... I am thankful for that.

Morons.

Kris Allen - Before We Come Undone

2010-06-24T03:54:00.000-07:00

K'naan - Wavin' Flag (2010 FIFA World Cup™ Kick-off Concert)

2010-06-24T03:40:00.000-07:00

Publish Post

Eminem - Not Afraid

2010-06-24T03:38:00.000-07:00

Well written.

When you're famous

2010-06-24T03:34:00.000-07:00

According to Akon's song lyrics 'Life of a superstar'

"When your famous
At the gym trying to keep it slim
When your famous
Switch with your boyfriend now your the pimp
When your famous
On a private plane to abu dabi
When your famous"

When you're famous, you go on a private plane to Abu Dhabi.

My some sort of theory...

2010-05-09T05:04:00.000-07:00

Here's my theory:

I believe that for the world to become perfect we all have to stick to one single good quality or avoid one bad quality and with it comes all, humanity. For instance, if we all stick to respecting people... The world would be perfect... If we stick to truth... It's a perfect planet... If we avoid selfishness or lying.. Same..

Also, if we agree on one single thing or compromise.

It may all seem too easy to write but never to become true...

Tadadam

2010-05-02T10:14:00.001-07:00

Myspace Countdown or Myspace Layouts

Season Finale

2010-04-28T13:52:00.000-07:00

Feeling the bluest while writing this. Because I know things will change, and I don't know how. I hate not knowing what's gonna happen next. There are plans but it ain't confirmed.

Girls,
- I'm gonna miss all the screams and laughter and mocking.
- I'm gonna miss all the drama.
- I'll miss the noise, and annoyance and the whole feel of school.
- I'll miss your faces and smiles and voices... and again, the laughs.
- I'll miss every little thing of school, and I don't feel so ready finishing it yet because... Just because.

I'm about to tear writing this, throat hurts. I LOVED YOU PEOPLE! And I loved the past two years better than any other year, I enjoyed everything minus the studying.

Rahooma, Lamooya, Reemo, and Rayray. You girls are the best of the best <3.

Hamdi, 3ala2, Ayman.... Thanks for eveything!

To all my teachers since KG, Ms. Kelly Ms. Ghada Ms. Amal Ms. Amy Ms. Maria Mr. Richard Mrs. Lacky Ms. Sawsan Ms. Khadeeja Ms.Nasra Ms. Aisha Ms.Salma Ms.Alya Ms.Kala Ms.8areeba Ms.Shamsa Ms.Hasna Ms. Jo5a Ms.Lama Ms.7ana Ms.Ghaitha.. I'm privileged.

To Mom and Dad, and all my bros and sis' LOOOVE YOU FOR NOT PRESSURING! LOOOVE YOU FOR LISTENING! LOVE YOU, JUST LIKE THAT.

Saturday -Insha'Allah- will be the last school day in my life, it is a day for crying and growing and and having many lasts =(... But it's an experience too, I'll miss the hallways and corridors and ma89af the garden and early early breakfast... I'll miss the school ride to-from school and the lame fights in the car.... :(

Don't look back then cry kids, it's a long way ahead.

Dear God, I seek your guidance..

The day that never comes

2010-03-03T13:46:00.000-08:00

When they wake up with actual self-awareness.

When they notice someone different and not laugh, nor want to change that person.

When they favor freedom but not absolute freedom.

When they accept that they're made of body, mind, and soul.

When they discover materialism is not eternal.

When they help someone, just to help them, no self-interest including.

When this^

.... This!

..... And this^!!

Stops

When they, as in we... know we're humans, distinguished; we are not animals. Conscience sleeps beneath us, let it wake up.

Break

2010-02-16T12:09:00.000-08:00

I've got 3 day to catch my breath, and I'm down to this.

My sister told me last year that it's going to be this way, and that the drama will all show up this year mostly because of the stress. yet, dear God I did not expect it to be this much... Everyone decided to confess their lamest problems when it's the one time they should least concentrate on such little issues!

But to be honest, I may keep my issues to myself... But there's still stress and I remember someone lied to me last year saying there's no pressure at you final school year. You have to work hard and reach to people's expectations, but moment by moment I just find frustration taking over me and I'm suddenly careless about it. I have these moments when I am extremely motivated, and then this moment it ruined by reality... 'Cause as it strikes, you're really not in the mood to study instead of listen to music.. Or miss afternoon sleep for tutors who're 20 minutes late and hate it when you're late -.-!

RIP

2009-12-25T08:58:00.000-08:00

- 90 years old or a bit older, he was an old man that I usually saw walking around the neighborhood during witner, right after fajer prayer. Such a nice morning starter to see someone elder walking during cold chilly morning. He always waved at my little brother [7 yers old] and asked him why he missed this prayer at the mosque and that. I remember my dad mentioning how he enjoyed having conversation with my little brother and that my little brother had to go to the funeral. May he rest in peace.

- She got married last year, a few months pregnant, and a widow. Her husband died with a heart attack. May God be by his side and hers.

May they all rest in peace.

Eid al Adh-ha's week

2009-12-02T12:28:00.000-08:00

First of all I would like to congratulate Barca for beating Real Madrid, I love them!

And I would also like to write about this eventful Eid. I hope you had a blast because I think I have. First day nothing important happened, just went to visit a few people and then back to the room where my cousins and I are feeling bored.

Second day wasn't the big of a deal either, but it was a little more interesting that the first one. Where we played at the grass and the cold breeze joining us.

Third day night, we went to my Aunt's farm and there we played truth and dare like the day before, it was hilarious and I liked the questions of the application on my cousin's iTouch. Also, my cousins went on a trip to Rimal Asharqya (Al-sharqiya Sanda), and there... They got stuck with two cards, my granddad was freaking out and I think we all start getting more nervous as it turned 11:00 but later on some came back and then during midnight the other have came back, leaving one of the cars there until the next day where they had to call pros to help,.

Fourth day, the whole family went to Sharqiya Sands, the trip wouldn't be as amazing if it weren't for the cruising, the rush was amazing when the car was almost on air. Also the cold weather, the barbecue of hot dogs and burgers[I hated the taste but loved the idea] and the very, very cold air. Loved it. I only wish we didn't go back that early and if we cruised more. Nevertheless, IT WAS Ammmazing and insha'Allah repeated next Eid .

Fifth day, which I believe was yesterday, was going to be the worst day ever but THANK GOD, THANKS TO GOD, nothing bad happened to their lives. My cousins were going cruising when the tires blew and the car flipped four timed because of speed (Physics), one of my cousins was pushed by force out of the car during the first flip. the other one had half of his body inside the car and the other half outside, his head being to close from the tires and the cars body, every time the car flipped the ones inside the car -Even though it was too fast- were believing their dying. When the whole thing stopped, my brother said he really believed they were dead, they were so in shock that one of them does not remember what happened. Before all this happened we were on our way to the farm, the same route they went to and suddenly we find my other cousin's car in the middle of the road and his tires are blown, he called the whole family and the police to tell them what happened but at the time we did not know how bad the injured people were. My cousin started crying when she heard her brother's one of the people going to the hospital, we were so scared until we got the call that they're all doing fine and there aren't any bad injuries.

Which makes things worse is that the windows were open so if the car flipped into a a big rock; whomever sits beside the window should be dead or have many broken bones, but Hamdu-Lillah (Thank goodness) nothing so bad happened. Which brings me to thinking about death in car accident, how fast things happen. Unexpectedly, you do not know what their last actions were, did they pray? Were they listening to music? Were they doing anything at all that they do not wish to die before making it right? I bet no one saw it coming. My one wish from all this is that they all learn their lesson and not ever think driving is a joke or that whoever gets closer to death is stronger than that who wants to live, it is not funny or brave yet the most selfish action ever.

I remember asking them how they felt, those who were in the car and those who were driving behind it. Or those who heard about the accident or those who saw the vehicle.

PS: To add a feel of drama I'll make it in quotations ;).

Cousin 1 [He was in the car] "When I saw Mohd crawling after the accident finished, I swear I though his soul was being take.n"

Cousin 2 [In the car] "I still can't believe it, it's too hard to believe such thing just happened to us."

Brother [Who was driving along behind the car] "I saw it all, when it flipped I couldn't believe it, but once I saw K<(Who was pushed out of the car) sent out of the car I though the guys dead, literally."

Aunt 1 "When I heard my boy was one of the people sent I wasn't thinking straight, such trauma."

Cousin 4 "I didn't remember what happened, I also didn't feel the pain until hours later."

Aunt 2 "I went to the spot of the accident, when I saw the car I said 'Whomsoever is going to the hospital is in bad case emergency' I am so thankful to God"

The one who lost his memory for a while and got kicked out of the car just got a funny applause from us, his reaction was something I couldn't read, weather he was embarrassed or still in shock.

My cousin who was in Muscat at the time cried once he heard his best friend was sent to hospital, I don't think he knew the rest of the story yet. I found that SO sweet.

Day 5 after the accident we all watched "Paranormal Activity" at our farm, we would've gotten ourselves in the mood because we were in the farm, it was night and we believed the story was true. The movie was amazing and the last half an hour was the best of it all, it is the scariest movie I have ever seen, mostly because the acting was good and because we seriously believed it was a real documentary. Late that night, when I realized I'm too freaking scared of going to the bathroom I googled it and wikipedia told me it's not true. Can you believe they spent 15 000 dollars but the outcome was 100 million!*?* ! I loved it and I loved the character of Micah. The scariest 6 scenes (Do not read if you didn't watch it):

1- When Katie was dragged by it.
2- When the demon came inside of her and she went to the swing.
3- When she stayed in the same stand for ours.
4- The last scene, which is after she went down stairs and screamed Micah.
5- That freaky smile she had on her face when she told Micah she wanted to stay and not leave.
6- The excorism of Dianne.

And today, I finished reading this book called "Tweak", 9/10. I liked the fact that it's true.

So

2009-11-22T06:19:00.000-08:00

So I'm sitting in this room, isolated because it is believed that I have a contagious disease. I’m feeling okay right now but if you ask me how I felt on Thursday I’ll just tell you it’s the worst I’ve ever felt. I was burning up that I actually thought my temperature was above 70c I had a hard time breathing because it felt like my nose had open cuts inside of it, you know between my throat and nose. My eyes kept tearing all night uncontrollably and every time I’d cough my whole body ached not to mention that the headache made me feel like my brain has a larger size than my skull does. All that and I’m grateful for spending this time with my cousin who had the exact same symptoms and was confirmed she had the H1N1. I did the testing yesterday but they said the results will come out in three days, I feel like crying; and I do not know why.

Right now?
No appetite, I’m biting my lips. Silence is piercing my ears and I am getting sick of the sleeping pills. I want to listen to music but I’m too afraid it’ll agitate my emotions and then I might actually start crying. They say it’s cool to have your own room, now I know why I never believed this saying. It’s torture. I have nothing else to do because I’m bored of reading, internet, drawing, sleeping!, and chocolate things I thought I’d never be bored of. And it’s only been 3 days! I thanks God this happened before Eid, because I swear if this was during Eid I don’t know what I’d do!!! I started watching stand up comedies in YouTube a while ago thinking it might help enhance my mood and make it better but it did not do the job.

Tomorrow?
It’s weird, I sleep for thirty minutes but when I wake up to check my watch believing it’s 6 in the morning and hoping it’s the mornings it happens to be only thirty minutes after I went to sleep. If only I could sleep this well in normal days. Insha’Allah I’ll feel better tomorrow than today.

C: It was a strange experience.
C: LOL at the ’na3al’ incident. We were going to the cinema and when we arrived my cousin looked down on her feet to feel a one of a kind shock... she was wearing her brothers shoe ’na3al’ and she had no time to go back home and change it.
N: I thank everyone who cared to call, text or say hello <3.
N: I love my family, and Lulu: No matter how many chocolate boxes are in this room it still doesn’t excuse you to get infected by this. Trust me when I say you do not want to face what my cousin and I did.

N: On the bright side, I know nothing is worse that having bad health. Not even school or studying or pathetic sad people who need therapists.

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22-Nov-09
My results came out today, positive for H1N1. Since the year began I was hoping for this one week holiday just to relax from all this '''senior year'' deal and now that I got it I wish my wishes were different, because I'm the one actually suffering. A friend of mine actually went to school clueless about herself and God knows how many she spread to but the whole class is on for a ''vacation'' until after Eid. Oh, and I shed a few you what yesterday.

What's up?

2009-11-06T02:15:00.000-08:00

And down.

C: So far, I'm hating the expectations. What is more horrific is that the exams will be only once by the end of the year, there's just too much stress from this fact and I'm praying it'll be for the best.

C: I want to care, but I don't know how to do that. Everyone around me is working hard, how can I do that?

C: I really enjoyed my time of Wednesday, it was totally unexpected and I had fun. Thanks a lot cousins!

C: I think it's ironic coming out of her mouth.

C: Jul you're ANNOYING, eating my burger wothout telling me! >:(

C: I'm searching for tips to get in the studying mood.

C: I don't know what to do if I don't get there,

C: I know something.

C: I did the most disgusting thing ever, and I'm proud of it. Now I feel mature and responsible. Like I can run a house or something. :P

C: I already can't wait until I finish,

C: I slept well, and I had a good dream(s) :A:.

C: Thanks Lamz , Ray and Lilz. I had a nice time even though someones eyes were working hard. XD

C: ??!??!

So here's the deal..

2009-10-01T13:37:00.000-07:00

I'm the "Listen to tearjerkers and sad music" mood. And it makes me feel doleful.

Today was tiring, we had 2 tutors, physics and maths, and it suck. Can you believe waking up at 11:00 at the weekend?! =S What's worse? Waking up to THINK THINK THINK, solve problems and understand oieahntoieanig.

I have a resolution for this school year:

- Ignore distractions, internet and TV as much as you can.

- Listen to the teacher, study. Don't be a lazy nose.

- It's okay to have fun and relax, do not feel guilty BOOTH.

- If you don't understand something, ask. And always have time to help who aks you too.

- Tolerate your final school year, you might really miss it, maybe miss it A LOT. So tolerate it and make the best of it, don't waste it, enjoy your time, but not for the sake of your grades.

~~- Wake up early, it's a healthier lifestyle.~~ Fine, at least try to.

- Be thankful for whatever you get.

- It's only a few months, and then you'll get a break, AND LEARN TO DRIVE!!!!

- استعيني بالله

- You can do it! It's just another school year, the last one too. =[

- DO YOUR BEST.

- Come back to this post after finishing first term, and second one.

اللهم أني اسألك فهم النبيين و حفظ المرسلين و الملائكة المقربين
اللهم أجعل ألسنتنا عامرة بذكرك و قلوبنا بخشيتك
و أسرارنا بطاعتك أنك على كل شيء قدير .. حسبنا الله و نعم الوكيل

اللهم أني استودعتك ما قرأت و ما حفظت و ما تعلمت
فرده عند حاجتي اليه انك على كل شيء قدير ، حسبنا الله و نعم الوكيل

Wish me luck.

Pomegranates

2009-09-29T10:48:00.000-07:00

According to the Qur'an, pomegranates grow in the gardens of paradise (55:068).^[37] The Qur'an also mentions (6:99, 6:141) pomegranates twice as examples of good things God creates.

In Hinduism the pomegranate was considered as a symbol for fertility and prosperity, and it was revered for its beneficial qualities. It is often seen in the hands of Hindu gods and was one of nine plants offered to Durga, the 10-armed goddess of deliverance.
In Buddhism, the pomegranate is believed to be one of the three blessed fruits, the two others being the citrus and the peach. Buddha received many valuable gifts during his life on earth, but it is said that what delighted him most was a poor old woman’s gift of a small pomegranate. It is also said that he offered a pomegranate to the demon Hariti and with it cured her of her habit of eating children.
In Judaism there are some scholars who believe that the fruit responsible for Adam and Eve’s expulsion from Eden was a pomegranate and not an apple. The fruit decorated the robes of priests and also some pillars in the temple in Jerusalem. The pomegranate was believed to have 613 seeds and thus represented the 613 commandments of the Torah. Today, pomegranates symbolize fertility and are part of the Rosh Hashana celebrations.
In Christianity, the pomegranate with its many seeds unified in one fruit is seen as a symbol of the universal church. The bursting open fruit is a symbol of Christ’s suffering and resurrection. The fruit can be seen in many religious paintings, the most famous of which is Leonardo Da Vinci’s „The Madonna with a Pomegranate“.

In Islam, the gardens of paradise hold pomegranates, and traditionally it was believed to be important to eat every seed of a pomegranate, as one can’t be sure, which aril came from paradise.

According to the Qur’an, pomegranates grow in the gardens of paradise (55:068). According to Islamic tradition, every seed of a pomegranate must be eaten, because one can’t be sure which aril came from paradise. The Prophet Mohammed is said to have encouraged his followers to eat pomegranates to ward off envy and hatred.[33] The Qur’an also mentions (6:99, 6:141) pomegranates twice as examples of good things God creates.

The heavenly paradise of the Koran describesfour gardens with shade, springs, and fruits including the pomegranate.Legend holds that each pomegranate contains one seed that hascome down from paradise.Pomegranates have had a special roleas a fertility symbol in weddings among the Bedouins of the MiddleEast.A fine specimen is secured and split open by the groomas he and his bride open the flap of their tent or enter the doorof their house. Abundant seeds ensure that the couple who eatit will have manychildren.

So they say that about pomegranates, I was just thinking, there should be a study on a piece of pomegranates and test the elements of every seed, just to make sure which one's the one from paradise. :P

Garfield Says, "I'm Not Overweight, Just Under Tall."

2009-09-27T11:39:00.000-07:00

Understanding things from a different angle.

Abood and Aisha

2009-09-26T08:40:00.000-07:00

A twin brother and sister, my cousins too. 11 years old.

The sister comes to me during Eid and asks me "Do you love Abood", though it's a weird sudden question I answered "Haha, yes, why do you ask", and she say "I don't know why you do, he's 5ayis [I ain't translating it literally but it's a mixture of negative meaning, not that strong of a word]" When I told her older sister about the conversation she said, "She tries to appear like the tough girl who doesn't like her brother, but deep there she loves him to death, one day he locked himself in the bathroom, she couldn't sleep the whole night until he got out during Fajr prayer [Dawn]"

Which makes me want to discuss them is... A few days ago we went to have a cousin's dinner out day, we were all having fun and talking, when Abood suddenly started crying, from the core of his heart; you know that type of crying when they breathe intermittently?. We all wondered why he cried, his older sister asked him, and so softly he answered, we could not hear but she told us it's because his sister lost all her Eid money, and that he wants to make it up for her by inviting her for dinner and paying for her, that was literally the cutest thing I've ever heard, Aisha didn't cry at all, but her twin brother did, such a sweetheart.

My Eid?

2009-09-18T19:40:00.000-07:00

Eid is: A celebration, a very nice one that takes three days with us.

The food:
-First day:
Breakfast SPECIAL: 3ARSEYA [ A delicious mixture of chicken and rice]
Lunch SPECIAL: Fish -.-
Dinner Special: Many things, m8alay [Beef with nice sauce], types of breads, and 3arseya! Mmmm

-Second Day:
Breakfast: Omani bread [R5al bread] with honey, or with beef.
Lunch: Mshakeek [Barbecue]
Dinner: A mixture of things I don't remember.

-Third day:
Breakfast: Halwa and anything else.
Luch: Shiwa!!! I love it! [It's a sort of buried beef in a whole of fire]
Dinner: Chicken Barbecue

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The rituals.

First day:
The first day of Eid is always the most eventful to me, and my favorite. This Eid will be special because my cousin will bring her car down there. Which means we'll go to "Select", or any market to buy junks whenever we want. Instead of spending hours trying to know when are our parents are free enough to do that.

We always wake up early on the first day, by the sounds of gunshots (Loud sounds) my cousins make, pretending to be all that, they do it in turns, even tough it wakes us up early, it's nice. After waking up and dressing and fixing ourselves, we go downstairs, where many visitors from all over our hometown come, children and old women, and some time guys who are not young enough to come in, they still come, grab their 3eedia (Eid money). The women and children stay for coffee and sweets, it's fun listening to their conversation, even though it's the first day of Eid, they complain about stuff, and stuff.... and stuff.

After sitting there for a while, we go to my grandma's house, which is the new adjusted routine, before my eldest Aunt died, May she rest in peace, we go to grandma's and stay there for a time, my uncles go there to say hello to both my grandma's, and after that we usually go to a store and buy ourselves "Snacks", later my cousins come and we all hangout together, when we were younger, we used to find it EXTREMELY thrilling to watch the cow get slaughtered, not any more. We hang out together, explode whatever interesting conversation we have left and then, when it get's quiet we take pictures of ourselves and seek ways to have fun until we get called to go downstairs and say hello to one of my aunts, who arrives from Muscat at night time, we eat dinner, talk talk talk, and then about 12:00-1:00 my cousins go back to their houses, and we sleep.

Second day:
The second day isn't all that I'd confess, We force ourselves to wake up late, until we hear the voices of guests who arrived from Muscat [The beloved city], then we wake up, dress and fix ourselves. Afterwords, we go downstairs and welcome the guests and more guests come, and more and more, by then my cousins arrived, and we go get our deserved 3ideya. We try to help with some stuff, take photos of cute babies, and then in the late afternoon we go to my Aunts farm, stay there until nighttime, it's weird because the awesomest conversation only happen there, I wonder why.

Third day:
Three things usually happen, first we get foreign visitors who're not Omani, from another area of this planet. Then, we go to someones house, he's related to us but I'm not sure how, and we eat dinner there, Mmmmmmm The Shiwa!. Finally, at the afternoon we would attend a horse and camel show, but I haven't in the past two Eids; I went to my cousin's place.

Fourth day:
Back to Muscat. Planning the "When do we shop with the earned money" event.

And this is why I love Eid, the nice routine, the fun of boredom, and the interesting food specials.

8'1" Turk takes title of world's tallest man

2009-09-17T20:07:00.000-07:00

LONDON – A towering Turk was officially crowned the world's tallest man Thursday after his Ukrainian rival dropped out of the running by refusing to be measured. [LOL]

Guinness World Records said that 8 foot 1 inch (2.47 meter) Sultan Kosen, from the town of Mardin in eastern Turkey, is now officially the tallest man walking the planet. Although the previous record holder, Ukrainian Leonid Stadnyk, reportedly measured 8 feet 5.5 inches (2.57 meters), Guinness said he was stripped of his title when he declined to let anyone confirm his height.
Stadnyk, 39, told The Associated Press he refused to be independently measured because he was tired of being in the public eye.
"If this title had given me more health or a few extra years, I would have taken it, but the opposite happened, I only wasted my nerve cells," he said.
"If I have to choose between prosperity and calm, I choose calm."
Kosen, 27, told reporters in London that he was looking forward to parlaying his newfound status into a chance at love.
"Up until now it's been really difficult to find a girlfriend," Kosen said through an interpreter. "I've never had one, they were usually scared of me. ... Hopefully now that I'm famous I'll be able to meet lots of girls. I'd like to get married."
Kosen is one of only 10 confirmed or reliably reported cases in which humans have grown past the eight foot (2.44 meter) mark, according to Guinness.
The record-keeping group said he grew into his outsize stature because tumor-related damage to his pituitary triggered the overproduction of growth hormones. The condition, known as "pituitary gigantism," also explains Kosen's enormous hands and feet, which measure 10.8 inches (27.5 centimeters) and 14.4 inches (36.5 centimeters) respectively.
The tumor was removed last year, so Kosen isn't expected to grow any further.
The part-time farmer, who uses crutches to stand, said there were disadvantages to being so tall.
"I can't fit into a normal car," he said. "I can't go shopping like normal people, I have to have things made specially and sometimes they aren't always as fashionable. The other thing is that ceilings are low and I have to bend down through doorways."
But he noted some advantages too, including the ability to see people coming from far away.
"The other thing is at home they use my height to change the light bulbs and hang the curtains, things like that."
Kosen's trip to the U.K. — his first outside Turkey — was organized by Guinness to publicize the release of its 2010 Guinness World Records book, this year's repertoire of weird and wonderful records.
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Associated Press Writer Maria Danilova in Kiev, Ukraine contributed to this report.
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On the Net:
http://www.guinnessworldrecords.com/

Today

2009-09-17T19:53:00.000-07:00

We had a gathering for suhoors, it was hilarious watching my uncles and aunt's "I just woke up from a goodnight sleep"

Hmmm.... What else happened. Oh yeah I went to a lecture, it was alright.

The Younger Me

2009-09-13T20:00:00.000-07:00

Everytime an old story of my childhood is mentioned my mother keeps telling me to write it down for the sake of memories, so I shall make her wish come true.

I was born on March thirteenth, it was either a Saturday or a Tuesday, I know that because my parents conflict in this subject, dad says it's a Tuesday because my name was related to that specific day. But I agree with mum, I don't remember why.

A few months old:
I was a crying child, the moody type, the type who cries all the time, and one of my many survivor stories is my birth itself, apparently my sister, who's the eldest amongst us, kept scratching my face, from time to time, that was acceptable, until one day she came into a room I was sleeping in, I wonder if I was dreaming or not, I was just a few months old, anyhow, she came inside the room, and closed the door behind her, she didn't lock it though, she was only 2 years old then, she found a pillow, stuck it above my face, and sat on it, SHE WAS TWO! How the hell would she know such technique can cause disasters???! No one knows for how long she sat on top of my face, the only thing known is that my uncle's maid saved me, she came in the room, this maid is known for screaming BTW, and she screamed so loud my sister panicked and jumped away, when the maid came closer, I heard she was shaking afraid that I'd be already dead, my nose was colorful, but I was still breathing, thank goodness. I never said thank you to her, although I see her from time to another.

3 years plus:
My meal wasn't based on normal food only, I used to hide an eat sand, EAT SAND!! What was I thinking?! One day, my mother mentioned she caught me eating sand, two handful of it, when I come to think of it, I wonder how it tastes.

I also ate superglue once, just once, my mother and father's faces went blue, imagine superglue inside a stomach, my whole system would be stuck, literally. How did I live? They gave me a trillion spoons of butter on their way to the doctor.

4 years:
Once upon a time, my sister and I loved fish, we saw our grandmother eat it, so we asked her where can we find it, she said it was inside the oven and we should ask the maids to help us, I have no idea why we did not listen to everything she said after the word "Oven", I guess we were so excited and only cared where it was, no safety included. So we went to the kitchen, opened the oven and found our beloved fish, my older sister ordered me to jump inside and get it, again I only cared about the food, no saftey included, I entered the oven, it was like a bug box I was about to reach to the fish when my stupid sister, STUPID STUPID SIS, felt tired and sat on the oven's door, of course the oven couldn't handle the wight on the door to it fell, I was inside the oven, the door was closed, it was dark I'm sure, but my parents said I blacked-out, my mother and father described it as one of the worst days, I can only imagine, they didn't know the oven's heater was closed or open, my mother fainted but my dad grabbed me from inside, many minutes later I woke up in the hospital, I remember one thing (Don't ask me how I remember, I'm always reminded with these things so it's hard to forget, I think my memory only started betraying me soon) That my father asked us -After we finished at the hospital- where did we want to go and from all the parks and places, I chose my uncle's house, he took us there.... After that my memory fails.

5 years plus:
I loved milk powder so much, I was pathetic, I would wait on afternoons when everyone's having a nap, and then sneak to the kitchen and lock the door, climb the desk and reach to the cabinet, get my treasure, milk powder "Nido", and grab a spoon, then eat it like it was some sort of chocolate from heaven, I can't believe myself, but this is something I remember enjoying, no more.

6 YEARS OLD:
My brother -younger than me- and I went to the roof to throw toys and watch them fall to the ground, we threw all the toys and when they were all finished, I told my brother that he should jump and get them, so that we can throw it again, he was set to jumping, he also asked me if it'll hurt and I told him that it will but it's something he has to do, so he,,,,, Did not jump, the cook came outside the door of the rooftop because he saw us throwing the toys and wanted to shout at us, but he talked my brother out from jumping off the roof. I know one thing for sure, if my brother did jump off the roof that day , I would never forgive myself for it, I can't even imagine.

6-9:
I stayed low profile, no drama.

10:
This is a funny story. We had two horses in our farm a mother and daughter, we loved going and playing around them, even though dad always told us not to bother them when eating, here's what happened, my cousin and sister went above the place where they live, "Barn?" and my little brother wanted to follow them, but he did it the tough way, while they were eating he went under them, and got stuck and scared, so he started crying, and I decided to "Save him", I went and took him from under them and showed him the way to go above that "Barn", to continue my heroism act, I decided to go back the same way I helped him, only this time, the horse noticed something moving behind her and jumped, I saw her jumping and while trying to run away, she kicked me, in the back of my head, it was one day before my aunt's wedding and I had to stitch my skull, and wear a hideous bandage. I'll never forget that moment for sure.

Our farm?
Many plants, cows, goats, two horses, a few hundred pigeons, tens of hens, four turkeys who died because a fox ate them, two each time in 3 days. We used to swim a lot and enjoyed going there, picking up the eggs, I loved picking the eggs until one day I saw a snake running in front of me when I was on my way to the hens house, house is it?, the farm was like shopping to us today, only today, it's not as much fun going there.

PS: I've to click "Ctrl+V" everytime I want to put a dot, there's no dot button on this specific laptop! I tried my best to bring lot of "!"'s and "?" to cover up!!

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11-12:
I don't remember the exact age, but I remember that I climbed the dining rooms desk to grab a plate from the cabinet, and while holding it in my hand and trying to go down, my trousers got stuck to a drawer, I fell down, and the drawer filled with glass came out too, this moment felt like forever, the slow motion of glasses breaking all over the place, my head was covered, I fell on my face, all I could hear was things breaking, and nothing but that and silence, when -in slow motion- I stood up, EVERYONE was blank, staring, with a disability of digesting the scene they just saw, Mum was horrified, checking my body if any glass pieces were stuck or if I was bleeding. Thank goodness, nothing touched me, everything that broke, diced to stay away from me. Funny I'm listening to a song called "Unbreakable".

Unconscious community? Change?

2009-09-11T14:25:00.000-07:00

Takes these scenes under consideration.

- A woman caught H1N1 "Swine flu virus", she doesn't know it's swine flu and she refuses to go check, rather mixes honey with curcuma "كركم", and she would go outside and visit others, off course there's a possibility of others catching the virus too, but who blames her, she's got the symptoms of H1N1 but refuses to go to the doctor believing it's any other virus, and so as the others she might have infected to, they all refuse to go to the doctor thinking it's any normal flu, and even if it was any normal flu, what so bad about going to check? :S

- Someone I know tells me, "The only reason Oman's making a very big deal out of this virus, is for it's own people to wake up and realize that if the do not care, it will become a big deal"

- In the UK, to avoid the whole vaccine thing, as someone told me, they would make a party called "Swine Flu party". What is this party about?... First they would hear about a coworker who caught the virus, then they'd invite the all the workers for a party, breathe the same air that man does, and once any of them feels one of the symptoms, they'd go to the doctor, get the medication and treatment needed, and release the weight of a "Virus I might catch, oh I need a vaccine" . And they don't have to worry no more. Could be true, could be not, my point of this is that they're conscious.

And many others scenarios that hold the same meaning.

- A person goes to a public toilet, they forget to flush, because they're unconscious.
- A person would the the trash in the road or a public place, they don't care, some cleaner will clean it.
- A person would look for their own interest in almost everything, ignoring the values they're supposed to hold.

How unconscious and careless can we be? Our community's religion holds great principles, but these principles -Unfortunately- Are not applied.

“Leadership is about change. Conscious change. What is the change we want to make, from what it is currently to something we want…what we want is the vision!"-Wyatt Woodsmall

Yesterday

2009-08-26T12:18:00.001-07:00

6:0o AM
My cousin came, I loved her hairstyle so much. She lives in Japan with her family. I asked her about Japan, she said life's tough there, people are rude, her classmates can be mean, and it's boring. The weird this is that I'd never think of it that way, to me Japan is technology, and technology is always fun. When it was time for praying, I gave her a head scarf to use but she didn't know how to, so I helped her with it, hope she keeps it up.

11:0o
I try to convince my brother that the OC is a show for girls, and that MBC 4 is only for women and that the phrase "It's for you" is for women too.

11:30
I went to cook something with my little brother, and coffee.

11:45
I continued my discussion with with my brother and told him that it's not cool for a man who calls himself and his friend "Shabab" to watchi this, but I only did it because I already watched that episode and I wanted something new.

12:0o
I went to read the book "The love of my life" An amazing stories, it brought me to tears a couple of times, it's just so sad.

1:0o-3:Oo
Surfing internet, when my brother came with an egg sandwhich that smelled like it, I told him to leave but he didn't, so I tolerated him for a little longer, then I told him to leave again and he did, he said "Ma 7lwa inty" and left, childish phrase we use to express offense-lameness, I felt a tiny bit of guilt but the sandwich did smelled very bad.

3:30
Time for suhoor, my brothers and sisters were very loud, it's the first Ramadhan we actually enjoyed su7oor because we actually don't wake up from sleep, my parents come to eat, dad told me to bring salad for my grandmother, she was praying then.

my mother's face in suhoor looks very funny, it's always funny how she looks when she wakes up. With her sleepy eyes and messed up hair. God bless her.

4:0o
Trying to sleep

4:30
Still trying to sleep.

4:50
I thought the sun was starting to rise, I looked outside to check, it was.

5:0o
I was just turning from one side to another trying to sleep, thinking of all sort of things.

6:0o
I couldn't sleep, I started thinking about the future and how life's going to be.

6:30
While trying to sleep I stared at my sister, and a few seconds later I relized she was smiling, who smiles while sleeping? Of course she does, I wondered if she was dreaming, and if it was a nightmare or a dream, I also felt jealous, she always sleeps fast, always. I decided to test how heavy her sleep is so I squeezed her finger, she didn't feel it, so I did it again and then she turn around, I was too lazy to continue my testing, I decided at the time not to sleep until the other morning.

7:0o
My eyes are trying to sleep, and I started yawning, I had my arm over my forehead and my other hand was holding my heart shaped necklace that said Venezia. Such a beautiful crowdy place, I don't plan to go there again.

I think I slept later, because the only time I woke up was many many hours later. And I dicovered that my sister had a nightmare, and she was smiling during it because there was atheif inside our house and a her friends were with her.

All the times was estimated, I just look at my watch every 30 minutes or so during normal days.

Tomorrow/Today 12:0o+

2009-08-26T12:17:00.000-07:00

I'm going to Sharqiya tomorrow, I wasn't planning to go, nor did my sisters, but my uncle's house keeper convinced up, I know it's weird. She speaks Arabic fluently and she's been around for more than 25 years, she's almost like family, anyways, she told us we should go because the gathering that always happened in there during Ramadhan was hosted by my passed away aunt, may she rest in peace, and that we have to go because she would not like it if we didn't.

I love her, may she rest in peace. Allah yir7amha.

A new website

2009-08-07T11:32:00.000-07:00

Yes I was dead bored, and these are some interesting hilarious websites I fell to.

http://uncyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/Awesome

http://uncyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/Oman

Oman (also known as Oh, Man!) is a nation in the Eastern Middle, populated mostly by Scientologists, Muslims, Camels, Styrofoam Elephants and Bob the giraffe

History

[edit] Origins

The island nation of Oman has a rich history peppered with Yemenite conflict, sparked by Yemeni dictators from Hampshire. When time began, Oman was originally called QuaQua, which etymologists believe has a meaning hidden in ancient Arabic. Currently QuaQua is believed to mean "The place where dreams bugger off." Others believe that it's name comes from the old kingdom of Oman and the dominion of the Venusians. The definition holds the same. The Venusians didn't hold the Omanians in very high regard due to there massive noses. The Citizens of Oman didn't understand this until in ad 823, they gained similar size noses. A revolt began and lasted exactly 6 days. After which, some hero invented a fat bong. In 824 AD, the citizens of Oman had enough dope in their land to trade with the Venusians and pacify their population, and a peace declaration was signed between the Venusians and the Omanites.

[edit] Ninth Century to Present Day - The Rock All Period

Absolutely nothing happened in Oman for many centuries following the armistice agreement. Or at least nothing all that interesting. Except for that thing at the palace with the goats, Winona Ryder and the six-hundred choir boys. Now that's a good story. Oh boy, is that a good story...

[edit] The Future

Here is a completely different story. Quite recently, Omani archaelogypsies unearthed an iPod that was sucessfully carbon dated to two-hundred years in the future. Different music and video files from the iPod were analysed and produced some startling facts. Miscellaneous items included that Season Ten of House will feature Alec Guinness's beard as a guest disease, scientists in Oklahoma will produce a guitar capable of self-awareness and musical taste. As such, it will kill itself when it is forced to play anything by Lilly Allen. Also notable is the discovery that Jediism will become the world's dominant religion, Hugh Jackman will be canonized by the Mormons and the shocking revelation that Bruce Willis was not actually dead the whole time.

However the most interesting discovery by far is that Oman will be the first country to make contact with extraterrestrial intelligence. At an undefined point in the future, the Vulcans will take a wrong turn at the moon and wind up in Oman. They will make contact and as such Sultan Pep'ur will become the head of trade agreements between humans and Vulcans. Oman will then begin its own Galactic Federation that will cover vast areas of the universe. America will be very jealous.

[edit] Figures of Interest

Notable figures in this Federation will include Captain Reginald Herrington, the man who single-handedly liberated the scantily dressed people of Undies 4 from... well... he liberated them.

“It was the finest moment of my entire career, I am immensely proud and the people were ever so grateful”

~ Captain Herrington speaking at his retirement party on Undies 4

Also of interest is Admiral Tomavid, who was a 7'6" tall warrior, half Vulcan/half Tom Baker, unlike most Vulcans he didn't give two colloquialisms about his emotions and would frequently swear gratuitously while co-ordinating offensives.

“F****g fire the f*****g photon f*****g torpedoes, Mr. Sulu you f*******y, f*****g, f****d, f**k”

~ Admiral Tomavid's immortal words at the battle for Pacifist 9

Apparently, the admiral will be/was a sort of hybrid of Bob Dylan, Leonard Nimoy, a Capriosca cocktail, Batman and a bloodthirsty Beagle. He was promoted to his post shortly after writing a dissertation that completely undermined Klingon offensive strategy. After many battles he realized that Klingons always attacked on the starboard bough. Knowing this, it was a simple matter of removing everything and everyone from the starboard bough of all starships in the fleet, hence ruining the Klingon strategy. His favourite food was Paella.

Industry

Oman subsisted on the export of strawberry flavoured bubblegum and pixie stix for close to five thousand years, both of which were naturally produced by the mountains surrounding the hippie concentration camps in the North. The hippies (who were left over from a John Lennon concert they thought they saw when high) mined the pixie stix and bubblegum and packaged it ready for export in the specially prepared camps. Although the hippies were slaves, Oman did not violate any Geneva Protocols as the hippies were too zoned out to notice.

The Collapse of the Strawberry Industries

However in the summer of 1969 when the present ruler came to power, the hippies (or rather the nintieth generation descendants of the hippies) were freed and told to get lost. The Sultan was planning to import kangaroos to restart the mining operations, but a terrorist attack by the Australian National Bestial Freedom Front destroyed all mine constructs and equipment. Although rebuilding of the mines was technically possible, no one can be arsed.

Things You Didn't Know About Oman

It exists
No Really, it Does
Have I Ever Lied to You?
It is the world's leading producer of 'Boring', a drug that dulls the senses, lowers IQ and creates strange hair dis-colouration while heightening the user's ability to play pool and eat pizza
It is home to the world's funniest stuffed chihuahua
It invented bits of Australia
It doesn't know how to pronounce banal either
It once appeared in an episode of Monty Python
It can't be arsed
It can't finish a
It knows the meaning of life, but won't tell anyone
It knows how every film is going to end and tells everyone before hand
It claps loudly in the cinema... and the cinema never plays illegally downloaded movies...no...seriously!
It does not support internet censorship or [CENSORED] and [CENSORED], or [CENSORED]
It built the first working bagpipe
It loves you thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis much
It's official website is [1]
An strange Welshian actor, whose name no one knows, lives in Oman. He is a comedian and an amatuer pornstar/ant trainer/capitalist pig. He lives in a cave, maybe.

Tell me if you laughed? At all.

Sleepover

2009-07-02T05:22:00.000-07:00

I had much fun last night, talking about all sorts of things and gossiping about certain people, watched awesome movies that I'm glad I watched.

Hope we do it again next year.

Fear of Change

2009-06-29T11:55:00.000-07:00

I like having a daily routine, but when I'm not sure what'll happen I start to have this fear of change.

Change-A-Phobic xD

Not a big deal, but it starts now as I believe I started to understand life.. And when it was the last day at 11th grade. I just felt weird, because I have no ability to know what will happen but I know what will casually happen. I don't want to go to grade twelve because I hate how everyone thinks it's as major deal as the big bang, I won't to repeat this year because I liked everything that happened within it, I've got awesome friends and a cool studying schedule and the most of all, I get to have fun with out someone telling me "You're big enough" or "You need to go study". I figured this is basically the last summer of fun, when it doesn't matter to be what I want to be and to be as crazy because no such comments will come up, next year I'll have to study and work hard for grades, for it being my final school year :(, and it makes me sad because I just enjoyed this year so much that I think there will never be anything like it. And after 12th grade, I'm going to be "Smart enough to make a difference" So it won't be the same, it'll be boring and sad as I think of it, I'll grow up. And then what? :S What more fun could be than having 30 student who agree with you how the teacher is awful, or agree with wrong things you do. I don't know how the future will come to me, but I know I don't like change and if it happens, I wish it's only for the best.

Wish you the best in change.

The great taste of RedBull

2009-04-30T04:33:00.000-07:00

Some think it tastes like medicine, I think it's unique which is why I'm in love with it.

I have it next to me right now, I'm taking a sip. At fist it's fizzy with sour sugar.. "Tiny fireworks blow in your mouth" but then once you swallow it, the beautiful flavor comes to feel. The flavor not everyone is able to understand. It's unique not like Dew not Pepsi. Not like Coke nor Freeze, I love Red Bull.

Some also say it's unhealthy, how unhealthy could it be if many studies show that it's actually good for activity. In Canada it's the only energy drink that is on the shelf of healthy drinks and snacks.

One more thing about them, energy drinks... I remember going to a store nearby my cousins house and as I was paying for the Red Bull the salesman said "هذا مثل سيجاره" I'm like "ويش؟" *Huh?* "هذا مثل السيجارة تشربي مرة وحدة تريدي تشربيه دايما".. I'm like "لا بالعكس..هذا صحي". Main point is that many believe it's addictive and unhealthy, addictive I agree.. Just like internet and chocolate. But it's not bad for your health, it's ordinary, just like coffee in a bigger dose and even more delicious than coffee.

All in all, Red Bull is not only delicious but it's also not bad for health. Only pregnant women are advised not to drink it.

Fake people?

2009-04-23T04:53:00.000-07:00

Who are they? Are they impersonators? Are they two faced? Are they make-up freaks who're never satisfied with their own truth? Are they liars? Or are they just stupid?

All can be a possibility, or all can gather in the same person.
Being fake is the quality I hate most in people. If being an impersonator could be a job, or something someone does that they wish for it not to be? Like a fake ID, but that kind of fake can be okay when there are reasons for it.

Two faced? I know a few two-faced gals that think they're perfect or all time right, they're far away from what they believe of themselves.
One of them is not only fake in the outside but from inside too, she's fake from head to toe, make-up addict and pathetic follower, she's so dumb she thinks she's the prettiest thing ever born.. and her parents, they just keep feeding her these lies, I'm sorry for her. How will she survive at tough moments of truth? How fake is she from the inside? Well, you'd tell her a secret and she'd swear she'd keep it, next few month she uses it as a knife of defense to stab you, she also exaggerates the truth, and does what ever it takes to let her self shine while let others down. She thinks she's a miss perfect, she thinks everything is evolved around her and the worst part of all, she doesn't tend to change anytime soon, how the hell do you trust this kind?

Make up freaks:
Someone once told me about a colleague they had, she'd wear green lenses everyday and a number one tone foundation, and she'd blow dry her fake blond hair everyday, so that when they see her everyday, she wouldn't leave a chance for them to think she's other than that. She had an accident one day and when they went to visit her, they got confused by the name tag and the person they see everyday she was 180 degrees different than what they thought she was, she was even prettier, dark skinned with dark black eyes. And her blond hair just didn't fit her truth,... Sad? Or what?

Liars:
Worst of all, the first lady I talked about included this quality in her personality too, she lies about places she wants to because she thinks lying will really help her fit in, she Zanzi when she wants to and mshashi when she want to, it depends of what other people think of each, and the hilarious part is that she swears about how Zanzis are this and that, then goes to another girl, she a proud hyper zanzi girl who hates Mshashi people, their just "8a7yeen" like she thinks, how can you like a girl who doesn't know who she really is, or can't recognize herself in the mirror?

Stupid:
Their sad people, I feel sad for them. They're innocent but at the same time so ****y. When I say stupid I mean fools, they believe whatever is told to them, they have no self-respect and they just think what they're doing is right, they hurt others but they do not care aslong as their personal pleasures and needs are satisfied, they act so perfect and religious in front of their moms and dads, and right after the doors closed, eyes would open and throats would vomit.

Tip: Ask others honestly what they think of you, and really take nothing personal when they tell you your truth because it'll only be for your best and you'd be a better person. Do not ever make choices about what others want you to be, JUST BE YOUR FLICKING SELF. And if they don't like you for it, then they do not deserve your time to even give it a thought

Balance again

2009-04-23T04:31:00.000-07:00

Faking strength.

For every woman, tired of faking foolishness, there is a man tired of having to act as a model of wisdom

For each woman tired of being labeled as an emotional female there is a man who has been denied the right to cry and be sensitive

For every sportswoman whose femininity is questioned, there is a man forced to compete in order to give testimony of his virility
The human race is a two- winged bird: -one wing is female, -the other is male. Unless both wings are equally developed The human race will not be able to fly...

The Unhappy Kind of Happy?

2009-04-20T05:07:00.000-07:00

Here's a little brief about it, the unhappy happy.

It's to want something, to get it. And then to not know how to deal with it.
I get really happy when I buy books, but I end up not reading most.
I get really happy when I got my guitar, but I never learned to play.
One year ago I made a 5 year plan to learn Spanish, I only know the letters
I gave myself the though to stop gossiping about M.r and M.a but I just can't, they give me reasons to!
I love some songs too much, too much.

I love the flow just the way it is, but what if I did something goes wrong?

Simple things

2009-04-16T04:15:00.000-07:00

Lets continue talking about crying, like my last entry's topic except this one's to explain when and why I cry.

Two weeks ago my father came back from a three months trip, I dared my whole family that they'll cry and that I will too, anyhow, That day was Monday and I had to go to school for having a Chem test (That I got a good mark on BTW) and my whole family stayed at home and waited for him, but I had to come back mid school day to welcome him, as I came through the door I kept repeating to myself it's very fine and normal I will not cry I will only smile, and came through the door and I heard his voice, that is when my throat started to hurt and became hotter than normal, then I feel my eyes filling with tears, I wiped them, went up the stairs silently.. And as I reached up I said "Baabaaa" with a shaky voice, pretending I'm not crying from happiness. I cried for two minutes and then stopped, I realized I was the only one who cried. No one did except me, even my Grand Mother did not cry, although I'm always the one who cries least in the house, that day at taht moment I could not help it. So I did.

I have one reason that makes me cry the most and this is the only reason I cannot stop myself from crying I just have to cry, I try to breathe in and out so I would not cry but I end up feeling tears stream down my face and I cry cry cry, what reason is that? Disappointing someone who expected more from me, I hate it... I hate disappointing people, expecially my parent. I love so much that I live to make them happy and proud, they brought me here, and I guess it's the main answer into why I rarely cry, because I try so hard to not disappoint them and to keep being higher than their expectations.

Nights

2009-04-15T08:36:00.000-07:00

There are those night, where you just want to cry. I spend them by writing, I have no idea why feelings rush only at night time, strange but honest. It's never been easier to draw or write or maybe feel like crying a bit except at night time.

One night I remember, is the night I cried the most, for start it was because somethings I told my sister and felt how selfish at times she was, and how we all had to draft with her and how that's the least fair thing sisters could do to each other, and I kind of liked letting out by crying, because it was dark and no one could see, I listened to a sad song in my iPod just about the subject that made me cry the most, the death of my aunt, and the fact that I was never able to meet my granddad although a lot knew him, and I just kept remembering things that I could have done better and people I know and I feel sorry for and words I was never able to say, I also recalled a conversation I had, I'm not sure if it's the worse or best conversation I ever had, either ways I would end losing something, and it just had to happen at some point. I cried for many reasons, and the more sad things I remember the more I cried, and after a while.... I swear I felt better, relieved. Like it was a favor I had to do to my soul or something, and I just let go of all these things by that only way. After mourning and crying about things that happened long ago and things that may happened recently at that time, I smiled, cried, smiled.. And then slept. No nightmares or dreams to remember though.

Woke up in the morning as if nothing happened, everything was fine. And now, I'm just glad I cried. My sisters think I never do cry and when I do it's for a very good reason, and that's true because as I remember the reasons they were all worth my tears, and I just looked at things from another angle and thought, things can always change. And it almost did, and it will.

I want to pause my life now.
It's not so perfect but it's not so bad either.

Weird Rain

2009-04-13T11:21:00.000-07:00

I mean very weird, it rained a little today for about 70 seconds except when you look above you only see starts, I sure it was rain, and I'm sure I did not see any clouds. :S

The berry rolled through the keyboard.

And my brother's almost begging me to download a game in the PC except there's no space in the PC.. I'll try the hard disk.

My worst fear

2009-04-13T08:47:00.000-07:00

Two days ago, a psychologist came to our classroom to pass on a survey for a research she's doing about how educated and enlightened we are as students. The survey contained many questions that made no sense, she still said our answer can analyze out personality, and the research will be in four stages. I'm excited for that.

One of the questions on the first paper was "My worst fear....." and I had to continue, I thought of nothing but death at first, so I wrote it down, she said the first thing that crosses our mind should be written so that's what I wrote, although I'm not sure how it's a fear if I'll never be able to feel it because I won't be surviving while feeling it, I'll be without no feelings when I'm gone. Or at least I think so.

Anyways, there was a second paper that contained the same question, I told the teacher some questions were repeated still she said answer it by the first thing that comes through your mind, and the first thing that came was the fright I feel from a member in the family's death, I do not know how I could survive if God chose a piece of my family, it's perfect the way it is and I can't see it becoming less, each member compiles it more than the other, each puts more quality to it, I love them all. I'll take forever describing how and why.

I keep hearing stories of deaths in family, different ways. The worst is by an accident, because you can never expect it, you can never prepare your heart for the pain that'll stroke, all you could do is figure why that person was chosen and left, and then cry everynight for your disability to say goodbye. I can't, I just can't picture my family being anyless. May God keep us together for many coming years.

There's this recent story of the death of three young guys, at the age of 16 and 17 while driving a car, a small water pond was in the middle of the road, the driver pushed to break and stop the car but it passed by the water, and the worse was that it slid to the other side and another car passing from the other way crashed into it, all three guys died, may they rest in peace, what hurts the most is that you know if they did live, they'd have a future and a bright one too. One of the guys was the top on his school and the last year [Senior], he's just two months aways from graduating, and then.. With no warning he's dead, he's gone, with no chance of his family to say goodbye or any other word, I repeat. May they all rest in peace.

May all our brothers and sisters rest in peace.

Rock and Hip- Hop

2009-04-09T03:38:00.000-07:00

It's funny why in the past this stereotypes cannot join together, while today both artists from both sides try to mix it, I'm not sure what their goal is because if it's for the music their are not doing a good job, if it's for the people to understand how both genres can mix up, they are also not doing a good job by the songs they're bringing.

I was once somebody who hated rock and loved hip hop. It was a nice phase of life, I liked the songs with hot beats and did not care for the lyrics. I thought of rock as a meaningless genre filled with screaming and no sense, and whenever some one would tell me why do you dislike rock I'd tell them I can't understand the lyrics it's all about screaming pain and nothing to be happy about, no beats to dance for or create new moves for.

And then, my cousins I believe, introduced me to rock. I started liking it by listening to songs that are a little bit sow close to alternative, a genre I'm always loving. And even hardcore metal was sometimes nice, I just think of people who have a lot of agony to take of and that's their way of doing it. I listened to the lyrics they made, related to it and without knowing I became a fan of it, I fell in love with rock, and I enjoy learning bands day by day.

As a person who likes rock now, I understand hip-hop in this way. It's a genre with little sense and filled with disrespect to women, most rappers brag about the car, money and number of women they have, most rappers sing songs filled with either hate to another musician or love to sick think and most rappers just swear the whole song along, one of the positive things to like about rock is that you can listen to it with your parents around, no need to panic about a word coming out with saliva from the musician containing a term of hate or violence, I learned to love rock more. Altern- rock to be specific.

The lyrics of altern-rock is just so understandable and beautiful, with much meanings and variety.

My favorite bands:
Owl City<> All their songs are amazing and also Pete Wentz think everyones needs to buy their records. <3
Nickelback
FM Static<>
Bright Eyes<> "Take It Easy (Love Nothing)" is cute
Breaking Benjamin<>
Sometimes Metallica
The Dresen Dolls
The Used
Muse
Arctic Monkeys
Three Days Grace
Three Doors Down
All American Rejects
The Killers
The Raconteurs< Broken Boy Soldier Beautiful song
A Fire Inside
Stereophonics<>
Secondhand Serenade
Taking Back Sunday
The Decline< NOFX.. Many said it's the best song ever written. Talk about the US in politics and religion, nice one.
Armor For Sleep< Nice songs, band members are fine too.
Skillet
Oasis
Bless the Fall

Other Cute Songs:
The Saltwater Room - Owl City
Anthem of My Heart - A Day Away
Hello Seattle- Owl City
Tonight- FM Static
Bless the Fall- Black Rose Dying

My Enlgish Teacher

2009-04-07T09:45:00.000-07:00

I have a hilarious English teacher that doesn't know she's actually funny.

She taught us last year and it was great how we annoyed her, we'd whistle when she writes on the board and once she turns back we all stop, she's been standing on the edge for a long time trying to tolerate our childish brains, and to her worst nightmare...

She had to teach us this year too, I remember her first speech to us was.
"Girls, you are big now. Don't act like children"

She always pronounces and spells things wrong, she's always about to cry because of our heartless actions, and she.. She thinks that if we stand for forty five minutes that's a great punishment, even though that's the lamest punishment all teachers do, if we did what we did to her to out Maths teacher, I think I'll no longer be able to attend school at least for 1 month. We laugh and scream and we never hesitate to start jokes around her. Her class is always the class we store food in, if we do not eat enough during break. Sorry Kala :d :p.

I like how Lady Gaga pronounces "Babe" It's weirdly weird. Listen to Love Game and you'll know what I'm talking about.

Enough ''Off-Subject". I'd like to apologies to her, even though apologies should happen when you know you're not going to repeat something you did again, I know I can't handle it.. I'll be just like myself yesterday.

Here are some quotes of her, in an Indian accent :) :

"Where's your brain?"
"Girls! why you always think that way?"
"If you talk I will make you stand all the lesson"
"I will not allow for you to go out"
"[My name] Where's your book"
" *Dirty look's to us* "
"[Stares] *Writes names of people who talked while she stared"
"[My name] *Stare for 30 seconds* *Continues talking*"
" I vill not accept small papers"
" Tomorrow you have assessment"

She types assessment in the bored with mentioning the first three letters only, and then she complains why we think that way.

Sometimes she's happy, and it's weird because no teacher should be happy to be in her condition. :S

Booth

Change..

2009-04-07T08:12:00.000-07:00

Yes I agree most of us fear change, and most of us would think before change that this couldn't be as good as it seems or it may seem. But that's not the change I'm wanting to talk about, I want to talk about the change of people's personalities.. The slow one that is only noticeable when the person has reached to the bottom of the core.

The bad kind of change is the one we all hardly notice until something happens, my question is: What changes them? How does someone notice if they're changing? What do you do before you reach to the bottom or fall apart?

I'm not an expert about it, but if there are reasons for that change,, I'd say:
- They're not satisfied with their lifestyle.
- They're not proud and they look up on people who are worse than them.
- They have this self-esteem problem where they never get enough on what they want to be and they pick the worse idol like Paris Hilton. And so on..

How do I notice change?
I simply don't I don't notice myself changing, I'll be slowly unconsciously dragged to the lowest point and the only people who could rescue are those who really know me, they're few. I hope they notice because I make my principles quite clear sometimes.

What do you do before you reach to the bottom or fall apart?
Watch an old video of yourself or something from the past, to recall, and make sure you do that when you're about to break apart, that'll change you back.

Not that I let anyone I dislike/or even like or anyone who does not match my values effects me, but they might be able to do so when you're blind. My father once told me "You wouldn't notice change until you lose something precious" I agree with him ^_^.

Booth

And..

2009-04-06T09:43:00.000-07:00

Yes, daddy came back and I cried when I saw him. I the only one who teared -.- It was great. But then something disturbed it, the death of my aunties uncle. Dad came at ten thirty and left and 6:00 am :(. May he rest in peace. Allahuma adkhilhu janat el ferdaus.

Uno Nights

2009-04-05T10:56:00.000-07:00

Laughing:
I'm listening to my cousin crackin' up laughin' while playing Uno with my two brothers. He laughs like a baby.

What's Uno to my:
Uno, an old game that never gets boring. As kids we used to admire it, love it, and be the happiest creatures when we buy a new pack. We play it, and then we always end up crying because someone was cheating and that made the game unfair, we loved inventing ways of doing it and acting smart with our ''Poker faces", always hit whoever sneeks a peek into what our cards contain. You'd be a millionaire if you had the black cards of +4 and the colorful ones. The white card didn't appear in all the packs and we weren't quite sure what it was for, we always assumed that you could wish what ever you want to be on it.

When it rained:
Last week contained two beautiful rainy days. My little brother bought a pack of Uno and I couldn't careless because it's been somehow a long time sicne I last played it, I saw my two brothers enjoying the game so I decided to join, then my brother thought about invited my cousins although it was elevn o'clock, we did but only one showed up.. The prize a winner gets was a pepsi because there wasn't anything else to give, we played, cheated and no one cried. We laughed at some peoples stupidity and were confused by some new rules my brother and cousin tend to invent just that moment.

Next night:
The next night we did the same routine, same people showed up and the prize was a little bit bigger, Barbican! Which is a drink some say contians alchohol and others say it's addictive.. Never tasted it, but I thought if I played well in this game like a professional does I might taste it, enter a new mark in my history. I played, was giving +2's and +4's in a game, and tasting revenge in another round, it was fun beating my brother with paper cards (A).
Still I didn't win, I actually was the first to lose, and I did not taste ''Hathy 7ayati" [This is my life].. Ukh.

No regrets:
Do I have any regrets to not winning the game? No. Sould I have any? Don't know.

Where do they go:
Uno cards, you buy a pack and wait for few week to notice that almost all the cards are missing, you have no idea where they disapppear but they do get lesser by days, last time I checked the pack of 100 is only thirty something.

Daddy!

2009-04-05T08:54:00.000-07:00

My dad has been gone since January 19th, for 3 months.. He went to the UK for a course, I haven't seen him since. I miss him so much, and I think it'll end soon because he's coming back tomorrow morning.

One of the annoying things is that my brothers and sisters get to miss school for not having anything important tomorrow, yet I won't be able to do that because I've got a chemistry exam. =(

I can't wait till tomorrow, there are to many things that I miss.. Like how his first sentence to us is always ''What are you doing here? Go study." That's the sentence he likes to repeat when were busy not studying, another thing I miss is how we all wait for him until he comes back from work to eat lunch I get to read the newspapers he brings. I miss the conversations we had in meals and the way he made my brother stop annoying us, I miss the sound of his shoes stepping in the stairs one after another, we don't even have to ask who it is, we know it's Daddy!, I miss how he wakes us us to pray, or how we all meet in the dining room for serious things. I miss going on family nights to eat Chinese, it's a monthly/weekly things we do. I miss his loud laugh and the face expression he has when he's about to laugh, I miss his ordinary advices for us. Like telling us we're precious girls and we should always remember that, or how studying will create our future.

Things I learned, our house is not complete without him, I loved how his text messages were so informal, HE TALKED LIKE US. How time passes so slow sometimes, and I really got to think about kids and people with no father, I got to see who's real and who's not. I got to know how mum's temper is 10 times more when dads not around, and how she'll forever be happy with him by her side. :)

Dad: I love you, I miss. Come back safe.

Confession: I watched TV a bit late during your stay in the UK Xp

When I'm too busy

2009-03-19T14:20:00.000-07:00

The good thing is that when I write here, I'm not sure who I'm writing to exactly.

The bad thing is I never have time and I'm always bored.

Boredom to me is busy, even when I'm bored I'm busy. And it's sad because I seem to have no time for updating, Insh'Allah I'll keep updating from now on.

I'm thinking that if I created a template and made a good design out of it, I'll write more entries.