Musings of an Insane guy

Haha..ha ?

2009-05-14T15:43:00.004+03:00

2008-10-18T20:15:00.000+03:00

...What ?

Just Another Day

2008-10-06T05:04:00.003+03:00

:I:

You walk down a street some days, and you never know what's gonna happen next. You usually don't have any plans, today's just like any other day. But sometimes, you meet a new person. And once in while, you discover alot of new things about this person. You come to realize that both of you share a lot of common interests, from music and books and friends, to a love of astronomy, bad jokes and zombies. Now normally this doesn't happen alot, but its cool to have a friend who has the same taste as you do. It's when you notice that you both share the same personality and little eccentricities you start to think it's getting a bit weird. Same crazy ideas, same idealistic look at world, same kindness to people, a love of the sky and the cloulds, and an appreciation of what people generally take for granted in life. It's then you realize, today is not like any other day.

:II:

Imagine then, after a couple of hours, you wake up next to said person, in bed. Now don't get anything wrong, nothing happened. You guys had dinner, walked around for a while, met some friends. You kept talking late in the night, and the conversation didn't dry up easy. And then you both fell asleep, and you just woke up next to her on the same bed. Now while sitting in the dark contemplating this turn of events, you whiff the scent of airy violets and exotic fruits on her hair, and the tangled mess your limbs makes it hard to pull away. But you don't mind at all, because you don't want to pull away. You notice the sweet smell of her body. She has her back against you, while your arms wrap around her. Her hand in your hair and your legs into hers, her face a picture of serenity and beauty next to yours. You take turns sleeping and waking up, and snatching a few stolen kisses now and then. You can't really do anything, in the dark, your bodies entwined like two snakes as one, listening to her heartbeat. Because never before have you ever connected with another soul the way you did tonight. Never have you felt so deeply on the same level with another person like you did today. It's then you realize, today was truly not like any other day.

:III:

It's not much later when you realize the implications of your actions. No misunderstanding occurred, and the message was clear between both sides. It's just that for her to accept it, she has to abandon her highest code of values and morals, all those high walls she built around her to protect her after contemplating her life and them completely changing it. The personal choice she made not long ago reflects in a mirror how she already has forsaken many things close and dear to her to abide with her high code of living. And you are but a traveler, in another nameless city for an unknown period of time, always looking but never knowing what it is you look for, until you take the next step on your journey. For a traveler can't knock down those high walls easily when he believes in the same values and morals as the builder of the walls, the master of her own castle. Tearing down those walls sacrifices the very essence of what makes you a man of integrity, the source of your powers, dear traveler. So you don't attack the walls, but you befriend the master of the castle. And when the day for you to leave comes, you only think of what could have been, what might have been, and what will be. It's then you realize, today you have make a decision that will change your life. Today was surely not like any other day.

...

To my 19th birthday.
"Choices are the hinges of destiny."

Song of the Moment
Qariat al Fingan- Abdulhalim Hafez

Effects Of Not Eating All Day Long

2008-09-27T16:35:00.001+03:00

For a guy who doesn't ever remember his dreams, I woke up with quite a shock today. It's one of those surreal dreams; where you know you're dreaming from all the batshit crazy things that are happening, and also the group of people gathered weren't the type who'd make friends with each other like, ever. Imagine Salah el Din, Einstein and Batman wearing those little birthday hats, and having tea and crumpets in the middle of a basketball court. While midgets are playing. That kind of batshit crazy.

Now just an interjection, we all have our vices, and me more than others perhaps. It has something to do with the "what's the worst that could happen" outlook I have on life. Suffice to say, I've my share of experiences with the forbidden.

Anyways, so as our very strange group of friends were cruising around in Riyadh, suddenly we felt hungry. And for some completely random and unknown reason, I got a craving for Mareez. Now I never eaten there, don't even know what they serve, but eh what the hell. We got to Mareez, and I was leaving the car I hear one of my friends saying : "He's high."

Here I woke up, mighty confused, and the remark she made was stuck in my head. It was simple remark, one not worth alot of attention. After all it's a silly dream. Everyone has silly dreams right ? Yet, the comment was here to stay.

The way it was said, the tone used, though not condescending, wasn't really pleased about it either. She knew what I was doing, she knew its effects on people and the changes it had on them, but she also knew it was my own business and never interfered in it. But the fact that it disturbed her not because of the substance involved, but of the person doing it is what made the difference. Someone genuinely cared. After that realization, the stupid smile that came over my face stayed there all day long.

Friday

2008-09-19T16:50:00.002+03:00

"The best day on which the sun rose was a Friday: on that day, Adam was created; and on that day he entered into Paradise; and on that day, he was taken out from it."

The Prophet Mohammed (pbuh), reported by Abu Hurairah

"Thus said, he turned; and Satan, bowing low,
As to superiour Spirits is wont in Heaven,
Where honour due and reverence none neglects,
Took leave, and toward the coast of earth beneath,
Down from the ecliptick, sped with hoped success,
Throws his steep flight in many an aery wheel;
Nor staid, till on Niphates' top he light"

Paradise Lost, John Milton

A Picture Is Worth...

2008-09-15T20:18:00.003+03:00

... a thousand words, as we are often told.

"The dissenter is every human being at those moments of his life when he resigns momentarily from the herd and thinks for himself.

"The very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream."

"Die, v.: To stop sinning suddenly. "

"Work is the refuge of people who have nothing better to do."

"Nothing in education is so astonishing as the amount of ignorance it accumulates in the form of inert facts."

2008-09-10T05:49:00.001+03:00

Fucking A.

Up and Running

2008-09-08T06:59:00.006+03:00

lol. I would love to see this played out in front of me.

Gotta love Japanese engrish and randomness.

Good evening to all whom might still be visiting this blog. Took me long enough to get back in gear and start writing something, anything down again. It's been more than a year since I graduated, and while I see the people around each going down his own road, I'm still standing still, dazed and confused as to which dark passage in front of me dare I tread on. The sands of time keep filtering down the hourglass, and yet here I am rooted down to my spot. Coming back to Rio after a very long, relaxful and all out chill summer vacation isn't really helping out much either. Got a month till uni starts up again, hopefully by then I'll get some stuff sorted out. On a diff note updates will be more frequent than a couple of months a time, so stay tuned for some random thoughts to be farted out of my brain. Oh and fuck Riyadh.

Song of the Moment:
The Beginning Is The End Is The Beginning- The Smashing Pumpkins

"Is it bright where you are ?
Have the people changed ?
Does it make you happy you're so strange ?"

2008-08-29T14:34:00.004+03:00

Does anyone other than me find this disturbing ?

A Spark

2007-12-03T23:47:00.002+03:00

Changing the world. Is it too big of a dream ? To actually do something that the lives of people all around the world, and have them remember you for it. To have your name recorded forever in the annals of time of the dusty pages of history. This sudden inspiration came from literally out of nowhere, and everywhere at once. In the 3th century AD, there came a self proclaimed "Prophet" called Mani. This Mani just appeared out of nowhere and changed the status quo overnight. At a time where the worship of twin gods was the fashion in Persia, Mani proclaimed love and equality for everyone and respect of all gods. And the fascinating part of his story was that the Emperor of the time allowed him to preach his sermons all over his empire, even though it was in direct conflict with the state's official religion. His religion, Manicheasnism, grew into a world religion that rivaled Christianity in strength. Nowadays, no one remembers Mani or what he has achieved through his lifetime, but just one person changed the world by his hand. Is it too ambitious to dream of that ?

Today I went to a hospital to visit an old and sick relative. I was struck and amazed by just how....beautiful the place was. All over the place the name of Allah was literally everywhere. On the walls, in paintings, in every Qu'ran put in every room and even written the exterior of the building itself. What ruined that experience was finding my old aunt in a room all buy herself. A very old and wised woman, she was diagnosed with cancer a while ago, and in and out of the hospital it was for her. The thing is she was all by herself. Completely alone. Is this how it all ends ? In a hospital room by myself ? What will my legacy be ? Right, I leave my children and their children to this life after giving birth to them, but is that all ? I mean, what happened to the Muslim civilization of days old ? I read and see what these people have done in the past and I think; why not me ? What am I doing to deserve their recognition ? How can I change the world ? And the more I think of it, the more I just draw... a blank. I need purpose and direction, neither of which I can find here and now.

(This post was written on the 1st of December 07. The aunt I mentioned passed away a couple of weeks ago. May God bless her and guide her into heaven.)

Overheard

2007-06-02T00:23:00.000+03:00

Explaining a Breakup To a Gamer

SergioThree: there's other fish in the sea, man, she's just a girl.
Beatsfromkorea: no dude, that's bullshit.
Beatsfromkorea: Think of it this way. if your precious copy of street fighter third strike broke and i told you "it's ok man, there's other games in the sea. here, play mortal kombat instead" what would you say? you'd be like, "fuck that, gimme third strike."
SergioThree: ...
SergioThree: you just reached me on a level that i never thought possible.

How I Imagine Job Interviews

Real Businessman: What would your friends say is your best quality?
Me: Well, I think they'd say that I have a great sense of humor.
RB: Really? Make me laugh.
Me: You mean, like, tell you a joke?
RB: Yeah, sure.
Me: O- okay. Knock knock--
RB: Get the fuck out of my office.

Sometimes You Just Have to Die Before You're Appreciated...

Caveman 1: Hey check this thing out, it's shaped like a circle and it moves around easier than big rocks.
Caveman 2: What are you gonna use it for?
Caveman 1: I don't know, but I'm gonna call it a wheel, just remember I invented the wheel.
Caveman 2: It's really not that great, what are you gonna do with it?
Caveman 1: I don't know dude, wheel it around I guess, shut up! You're always nay-saying! You did this when I invented the plate too!
Caveman 2: Well the wheel is the same thing as a plate, the only difference is it has a hole in the middle.
Caveman 1: Yeah, you're right, it's really not that great is it?
Caveman 2 : No, not really
Caveman 1: Wanna go kill a Woolly Mammoth?
Caveman 2: F*ck. Yes.

Orignally from here, here and here.

Exams in a week. Pray for me. Laterz.

Song of the Moment
Make Me Better- Fabulous feat. Ne-Yo

Ch-Ch-Check it Out

2007-05-15T14:04:00.000+03:00

Is it just me, or are there not alot of Saudis blogging in English anymore ? I know I'm one of those who abandoned their writings due to the realities of everyday life, but come on people. I opened up my blogs bookmark page, and half of the blogs there havent been updated for months, and quarter actually deleted. Kudos to those who still keep their blogs up and running, even if the updates are few and far in between.

Now to the subject at hand, the point of this post. Err....there isn't really one. Sorry to disappoint. Not in the mood to study anything, thought I'd be able to come up with something here. Let's see :

Teachers cheat. Maybe they'll send us some for our exams ?
Kids are sick nowadays. So very very sick.

I'm thinking of writing something for my school yearbook. Leave my mark somehow. No idea what to write about though. Thoughts people ? If anyone's still reading this anyways, ideas would be appreciated. Later.

Song of the Moment
Return Of The Tres- Delinquent Habits

At Peace

2007-04-29T15:11:00.000+03:00

119 days. I haven't been here for 119 days. That was the last time I wrote anything, and that was the last time I've been on this site. Where have I been ? Around I guess... Here and there. Dealing with life as we all do. Lots of stuff have happened this past year which have... hampered my desire for writing. Hell I've been out of everything. Just leave my MSN window open and talk to people when I feel like it. Still struggling through senior year and all the baggage coming with it. The teachers and studies and applications to colleges..... and the list goes on.

But today was different. Today was somehow, the first time I've felt at peace, truly at peace, for as long as I remember. It started normally enough : Woke up, dragged myself out of the bed, went to school, did my quizzes and went to my periods. Then I went to pick up a copy of my report card from the student counselor. And we got to talking. An hour passed by, and I'm still sitting at his desk, listening to him recount stories of his children and how they turned out in his eyes. I mean, this man didn't even know I existed before a couple of weeks ago, and he's recounting me personal things that someone in my position was not entitled to for any reason. Yet there I was, sitting on a leather chair and listening intently. I left the guy's office in peace. Don't how, don't know why. I just did.

Anyways, just wanted to share that. Most of you think I'm some kind of wuss now. Think again bitches. And don't expect any constant updates too. I'll update when I damn well feel like it. Later peeps

Song of the Moment:
I Tried- Bone Thugs N Harmony

Death Of A Tyrant

2006-12-31T03:28:00.000+03:00

"The Tyrant is dead. Long live the Republic"

"Saddam Hussein Abd al-Majid al-Tikriti; (April 28, 1937 – December 30, 2006), was the President of Iraq from July 16, 1979 until April 9, 2003, when he was deposed during the 2003 invasion of Iraq. As the leader of Iraq and head of the Baath Party, he promoted secular pan-Arabism, economic modernization, and Arab socialism at the same time that he practiced one-party rule, censorship, and violent repressions, especially against Iraq's Shia, Kurdish and Marsh Arab populations.

As vice president under his cousin, General Ahmed Hassan al-Bakr, Hussein tightly controlled conflict between the government and the armed forces by creating repressive security forces and cementing his own firm authority over the apparatus of government. As president, Hussein ran an authoritarian government and maintained power and stability in the country. During his rule the Iran-Iraq War (1980–1988) and the Gulf War (1991) took place, and his rule was ended by the Iraq war. He repressed movements deemed threatening to the stability of Iraq, particularly those of ethnic or religious groups that sought independence or autonomy along tribal lines. He was and remains a popular hero among many Sunni Iraqis and Arabs for remaining defiant toward Iran, Israel, and the United States and supporting the Palestinian cause. However, he is hated by many Iraqis for the murder of their relatives and loved ones. His execution has been met with a combination of anger and joy.

Hussein's government collapsed as a result of the 2003 invasion of Iraq led by the United States, and he was captured by American forces on December 13, 2003. He was found hiding in a hole in the ground, beneath a small walled compound on a sheep farm near Tikrit, his ancestral town.

On November 5, 2006, Hussein was convicted of crimes against humanity by the Iraq Special Tribunal in a trial many considered fundamentally unfair and was sentenced to death by hanging.

On December 26, 2006, Hussein's appeal was rejected and the death sentence upheld. According to Iraqi television reports, he was hanged in the early morning Baghdad time (06:05 hours locally or 03:05 UTC) on December 30, 2006 in front of a group of official witnesses made up of lawyers, officials, and a doctor.

Ali Al Messedy, Iraqi Prime Minister Nuri al-Maliki's official photographer, filmed the dictator's execution. He told the press of the Sadaam's last moments. On the way to the gallows, according to Ali, "Hussein said, ‘Iraq without me is nothing'." He also reported Saddam's fear.

His final reported words were: "God is great. The true Iraqi nation will be victorious and Palestine is Arab"."

His death came as a shock to alot of people, who had just come back from the Eid prayer and sacrificing the sheep, to be stunned with pictures of the former leader with a noose over his neck. People, regretfully divided over his death, with some calling him the only person able and powerful enough to hold down the bloodthirsty Iraqi people. To those people I say, where was Iraq during the previous 1400 years ? The pinnacle of civilization during the Middle Ages, with people coming from all across the civilized world to the once great cities of Baghdad, al-Basra and al-Kufa for education, trade or just to gaze upon those majestic Islamic cities. Now, and for future generations, they will be remembered as cities where this or that suicide bombing happened, nothing more, nothing less. To others, who thought that he deserved it, well I ain't got no beef with you.

Yet no one is innocent in this great tangled web of ours. Saddam has killed many people, innocent and otherwise. We don't need a court of law to know that he is guilty, guilty and guilty of all that hes has done, and even more hideous and grotesque crimes that none of us know about. Is the unlawful war with Iran which HE started and the invasion of Kuwait not enough ?! He ruled through terror, and an entire generation grew up under him knowing only poverty, fear and death. Countless people have lost family and friends to his Republican Guard, guilty of only speaking out their minds. Don't talk to me about how he's the saviour of the Arab World, the one who was suppose to free Palestine and lead us to victory. He never was that. There is no one coming to save us. There never was anyone coming to save us. Gamal Abdel Nasser is dead, and with him the dream of a United Arab State. Saddam is a murderer, and he deserved what he got.

So this means I support the American invasion of Iraq ? NO. Bush LIED to the world about everything from the start, just to get revenge on the dude who tried to kill his pappy. WMDs, yellow cake uranium, connections to Al-Qaeda, all that jazz....lies. And when he gets there, he suddenly "remembers" that, no !! "I came to free the Iraqi people from the oppression of Saddam !! I will give them DEMOCRACY." Well Mr. Bush, seems that the Iraqi people don't care much for your "DEMOCRACY" But now since that your here, you might as well stay, cus I don't think our friends to the north are doing very well with you around, so imagine how it'll be once you leave ? Wasn't the walk in the park you imagined it to be now was it ? Yeah I think staying is the better option here, even though it won't really make a difference. Everyone has an agenda, and I doubt that everyone is ready to make a list of all his need and send it to Santa. So basically Mr. Bush, you have a full blown civil war on your hands here. Why ? Cus you wanted to be a big man and get the man who caused your pappy so much trouble in the past. This Mr. Bush, is called a quagmire. And you're right smack in the middle of it. Allah y3een el jamee3.

"The Tyrant is dead. Long live the Republic."

Happy Eid ya'll.

Adam Lives In Theory

2006-12-29T01:36:00.000+03:00

Adam lives in theory,
Trying to turn stone into bread.
Masquerading like he got it figured out.
Cut off from the sunshine, only smart in his own head.
Leaving his descendants to hope and doubt.
Left to his devices, those worthless sacrifices.
Praying to the alter of his self.
Making pilgrimages, thinking he's religious.
Like he's got all the light, and no one else.

He takes the unsuspected,
Cause he knows they're not connected,
And he shows them how to be just as he is.
Virtually real, and commercially appealed,
To the lust of all the people where he lives.

Eve was so naive, blinded by the pride and greed.
Wanting to be intellectual.
Drifting from the way, she got turned down one day,
And now she thinks that she's bisexual.

Caught up in emotion,
Burning up in her devotion,
To the king of exploitation in the field.
She handed him her virtue,
Cause he told her "I won't hurt you."
So she lay with him to see how good it feels.

Now can you tell me, what, what we gonna do now ?
Where we gonna go now, what we gonna say now ?
Now can you tell me, what, what we gonna do now ?
Where we gonna go now, what we gonna say now ?

Now after the sensation, and the empty fornication,
She brought affection home into her bed.
Quickly multiplying,
Now the 3 of them are dying,
By the poison she perceived to be good health.
Now Eve and her husband, are perverted in their judgment,
Cause everything appears to be the same.
They entertain suggestion,
Next time just use protection,
Desiring to cover up their shame.

But much to their demise, poor decision closed their eyes,
To the very antidote to their dilemma.
Burning in their lust,
Both of them adulterous.
Destroying the original agenda.
Praying to the sky, in order to maintain a lie,
They exhausted every possible conclusion.
They can't even entertain the solution,
In a brain filled, with vain information and pollution.

Hiding from the truth,
He provided an excuse, to explain away his desperate situation.
When confronted blamed his wife,
Giving birth to carnal life.
Refusing to acknowledge what he done.

Now if we can't agree, with who created us to be,
Who says we're guilty everyone before his eyes.
Making no exceptions, since the day of our conception,
Predisposed to hating truth, and loving lies

Then can you tell me, what, what we gonna do now ?
Where we gonna go now, what we gonna say now ?
Then can you tell me, what, what we gonna do now ?
Where we gonna go now, what we gonna say now ?

Stop walking in pride, let the thief be crucified.
Un-learn everything you know, and let him teach you.
Line upon line, precept upon precept, say goodbye,
To this decaying social system.
He wants to know, how far we're willing to go,
If we love him like we say we do,
He will try us.

Just don't regress,
Or slip into hopelessness.
Once he's satisfied his love,
He won't deny us.

And then he'll tell us,
What, what we gonna do now,
Where we gonna go now, what we gonna say now.

And then he'll tell us,
What, what we gonna do now,
Where we gonna go now, what we gonna say now.

-Lauryn Hill.

Note : Adam and Eve are meant to convey mankind and womankind, not the first man and woman, but all of humanity.

Guess Who's Back ? (No, It's not the Grinch Coming to Steal Christmas. Or Eid. Again. Or Hannukah. Whatever the Hell your Religion is.)

2006-12-22T00:17:00.000+03:00

I haven't posted anything here for a month. Now I know that all my fans have been patiently waiting for the least sign on my return. I honestly was thinking about abandoning this blog. Not anymore. The number of people who told me I should come back wasn't that great, but they convinced me. I was also told that one day, I'll be the first in my family to write an actual full lengh novel. While I highly doubt that I will, the person who said that to me meant it, and for that I thank her deeply.

So what was I doin for a whole month and two weeks away you say ? Well, for one I was hooked on Warcrack (Darkspear server, Insaneti, lvl 25 warrior. Look me up.). Also been swamped up to my cerebellum with constant never-ending quizzes, which never seem to stop long enough for us to have a breather only to start up again. I am happy to announce that I am not currently in danger of failing anything, with the exception of Geology, who's teacher is a spiteful dick of man, and who was rewarded for his cruelty toward students with a car accident, and Math, which I have never been very bright in despite my constant attempts at paying attention, which miserably failed. Since then I was forced to get a tutor, who truthfully is a bit creepy. I also got back results from my TOEFL exam : 110/120 !! (Very good for those who are ignorant. About 90% or so.)

I plan on hopefully continuing my education in Britain, home of hot pasty blond chicks (I got a thing for blonds.), bad food, good football (Chelsea !!), expensive shit (35 SR for a pack of cigs !!), and bad teeth. Or Canada, home of hockey, fat horny grizzly bears, shitty ass weather and French speaking people. (I really don't know what Canadians do. Always remember Terrance and Phillip from the South Park movie when I think of em.). Unfortunately, as far as I know, our dear Ministry of Higher Education does not send people to Britain nor Canada for higher studies, instead sends ems to the US and China (China ?! WTF ?! Mn jdhm thol ?!). So if anyone of yalls know someone who knows someone *wink wink* hook me up will you ? Ill probably need all the help I can get. And NO, studying here is NOT AN OPTION, repeat NOT AN OPTION. I'm sorry girls, but if you want me then you'll have to follow me to wherever the hell I'll end up. New Zealand ymkn ?

Yeah I realize this post sucks, but I've been up since 9. Did a dumb 8iyas exam at school, took my mom shopping (Woman amaze me with their energy when shopping. Take her everywhere and she still wants more. Had to literally scream so I can get home.) , and had two sheeshas, so I'm not really in a writing mood. I'll be up and running within a few days. Gotta do all them damn tags. Later.

PS : Thinking of switching to Beta and changing the blog's name. Suggestions ?

UPDATE : THE MINISTRY OF HIGHER EDUCATION WILL START SENDING STUDENTS ON FULLY PAID SCHORLARSHIPS STARTING NEXT YEAR TO THE FOLLOWING COUNTRIES : BRITAIN, CANADA, FRANCE, SPAIN, HOLLAND, ITALY, GERMANY AND AUSTRIA. THEY WILL SEND PEOPLE WHO ARE WILLING TO STUDY MEDICINE, ENGINEERING, ACCOUNTING AND LAW. REJOICE EVERYONE !!

Family Portrait.

2006-11-07T21:27:00.000+03:00

Father is Deplorable and Tired.
Son is Proud and Arrogant.
Grandchildren are Uncomfortable and Scared.
Daughter is Ashamed and Remorseful.
Wife is Majestic and Lordly.
This is their Family Portrait.

Song of the Moment
Family Portrait- Pink

They Said...

2006-11-05T15:52:00.000+03:00

"All the ways you wish you could be, that's me. I look like you wanna look, I fuck like you wanna fuck, I am smart, capable, and most importantly, I am free in all the ways that you are not."

" I see all this potential, and I see us squandering it. God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off."

"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honour to meet you and you may call me V."

Song of the Moment
Promised Land- The Game

"I'm left with often, thoughts of how could you molest your daughter ?
They say that's ten times worse than manslaughter.
Man you oughta, be dead in a grave,
But it wasn't my call, so instead you sat in a cage."

Yeah I don't have nothing to write about. Sue me.

The Supposedly "New" Middle East

2006-10-30T14:54:00.000+03:00

Before

And After

Click the title for the article. Thoughts, everyone ? Is this for better or worse, and why exactly ? Think it'll happen anytime soon ?

Song of the Moment
Dance with the Devil- Immortal Technique

"I'm falling and I can't turn back....
....I'm falling and I can't turn back"

Rogue Pirate Ninja FAQ

2006-10-25T13:21:00.000+03:00

A Rogue Pirate Ninja is neither a pirate nor a ninja. Being half of each, we are stronger than both. We are also rogue.

Rogue Pirate Ninjas do not ask questions. We already know the answer. It is kill. It is always kill.

A Rogue Pirate Ninja eats only one thing for breakfast. That thing is fear, with a side of bacon.

A Rogue Pirate Ninja does not drink rum unless it is mixed with the blood of our enemies.

Female Rogue Pirate Ninjas can only have sex with other rogue pirate ninjas. Her pussy would kill a normal man.

Rogue Pirate Ninjas do not have children. We do however, on occasion, spawn a tiny Satan.

Rogue Pirate Ninjas do not sleep. We run until we are not tired anymore.

Rogue Pirate Ninjas do not use weapons. We do our killing the old fashioned way, with our bare hands.

The skull and bones on a Rogue Pirate Ninja’s flag are always real.

A Rogue Pirate Ninja does not get drunk, no matter how much we drink. However, we are always slightly buzzed.

A Rogue Pirate Ninja does not feel remorse. The only remorse felt is by those who cross a Rogue Pirate Ninja.

Rogue Pirate Ninjas believe in a supreme being. This is because we are the supreme beings.

Rogue Pirate Ninjas do not bleed. We drip motor oil.

Chuck Norris once met a Rogue Pirate Ninja. He wet himself. Twice.

A Rogue Pirate Ninja is not born. We are forged from the bones of the people we killed before we were even created.

A Rogue Pirate Ninja’s ship is made out of blood. It floats out of sheer terror.

A Rogue Pirate Ninja does not cast a shadow; only a trail of dead bodies.

A Rogue Pirate Ninja fears only one thing; that there is no one left to kill.

A Rogue Pirate Ninja never fights one on one. We need multiple enemies to make it worth our while.

Rogue Pirate Ninjas do not hide our gold. We leave it in plain site. No one touches it.

A Rogue Pirate Ninjas does not cry when a comrade dies. This is because Rogue Pirate Ninjas do not die.

Rogue Pirate Ninjas do not breathe. It makes too much noise.

Rogue Pirate Ninjas only wear one color; darkness.

The sun has never shone on a Rogue Pirate Ninja. This is because we are too quick.

Fire can not hurt a Rogue Pirate Ninja. It can only make the motor oil less cold.

Written by xxoozero.

Song of the Moment
Dead Presidents II- Jay-Z

"I'm out for dead fucking presidents to represent me."

Well This was an Interesting Couple of Days...

2006-10-23T05:27:00.000+03:00

First : Chelsea wupped Barcelona 1-0 in London.

Second : Real Madrid wupped Barcelona 2-0 in Madrid.
(You can tell I'm not really a big Barca fan. In fact, I despise them. Every single blue and red one of them. Maybe it has to do with the fact that everyone I know is a fan of theirs. That leads to repeated taunts and jeers from everyone around me. But we got em good !! In a row !! Long live The Blues and Los Merengues !!!! )

Third : The operation was successful, and she's feeling ok. Doctor says she can leave next week.

Fourth : I'm back to talking to the only girl I ever cared about. We've been through a rough time, but I guess we're finally over it. The past is the past, right ?

Fifth : Today is 3eed, so all the old farts in the family will make themselves useful by giving me shitloads of money. For which I am deeply grateful for. Thank you old farts, for giving me lots of money on which I will use on useless shit that makes me feel better about myself. Your charity is much appreciated.

Sixth : I finally found me a new dealer, so all my hash shortage problems have disappeared. Woohoo !!

Seventh : I shaved my head. Again. For the 2nd time in a year. I don't know why I keep doing this to myself. I look like a retarded experimental space monkey. Imagine this guy here, but without the hair and with glasses and huge belly, and you'll get the general idea.

Eighth : I haven't studied shit yet. Nothing at all. Keep in mind I am in my senior year, which means I have to study very very much. I haven't even thought about what I want to study in college or where to apply !! I'm thinking psychiatry, but I sure as hell won't be applying here in KSU. London perhaps ?

Ninth : Two and a Half Men is THE funniest show ever. Whoever gets me the first 2 seasons will forever have my eternal gratitude.

Tenth : My wife is going to be a woman who watches, loves and appreciates football and it's little details and intricacies as much as I do. That is my #1 request in a future wife. Ash, you have a very lucky husband. Got a younger sis ?
(This was brought to mind when a cousin of mine started a conversation about who has the best striker. When I previously thought that she doesn't even know the offside rule. Suffice to say, she supprised me mightily.)

Song of the Moment
Just To Get By- Talib Kweli

"This morning, I woke up
Feeling brand new and I jumped up
Feeling my highs, and my lows
In my soul, and my goals
Just to stop smokin, and stop drinkin
And I've been thinkin - I've got my reasons
Just to get by"

2006-10-18T02:46:00.000+03:00

Someone very close and dear to me has been diagnosed with breast cancer. She's having an operation in the hospital tommorow so the doctors can try to remove the tumor. Everyone please pray with me in these final nights of Ramadan so she can make a full recovery Inshalla.

9 Things Every Evil Villain Needs

2006-10-14T03:38:00.000+03:00

1. You need a castle
Preferably one in the mountains of some remote eastern European country. When shopping for a good stronghold, always remember to look for proper dungeon space, good schools, and a self destruct option. A skull on the exterior announcing your evilness to all visitors is optimal. Make sure you opt for full coverage homeowners insurance, as the self destruction option will inevitably be put to use at some time during your career.

2. You need an army of ninjas
A lot of villains overlook this. You must be able to back up your demands with good old fashioned ass kickings, the kind of ass kickings that can only be delivered by roving gangs of rogue ninjas. Make sure you do not hire ninjas without reputable references, as most ninjas on the market nowadays are just out of work pirates in black costumes.

3. You need a laser
No plan for world domination is complete without a laser to point at things. Lesser villains use laser pointers to disrupt movie premiers. Note that this does not count as having a laser. This only counts as being an asshole.

4. You need a video camera
You have to have some way to announce your plans to the world, and by video camera, I don’t mean a ten dollar webcam and YouTube. Don’t be so cheap. The world will never take you seriously, no matter how many ninjas you may have, if you are featured on websites next to the Numa Numa kid.

5. You need a tank of sharks
You do not need any shark food. It is a good idea to store them in what looks like a regular pool so when the hero tries to penetrate your fortress and decides to take a leisurely swim he will get eaten. It may sound ridiculous, but studies show that 90% of all heroes who have attempted infiltration are eaten by sharks while swimming in villain’s pools.

6. You need a British accent
No one quite knows what it is, but there is just something sinister about the way people from Great Britain talk. Just the sound of it inspires thoughts of arrogance and indifference. Skeletor, the greatest villain in history, seems to be the lone exception. He doesn’t even have to talk to be evil.

7. You need a staff of imbeciles
Every villain with any real aspirations of world domination surrounds himself by at least six or seven people who can and most likely will fuck everything up. These people are kept on the payroll to make you look good with the stipulation that they will eventually be killed for their insolence. They understand this when they are hired. The trick is to kill them at the second before they hit the self destruct button prematurely.

8. You need a control room
It has to have a lot of computer stuff in it and some guy who lives there. The guy who lives there has to know everything about everything and advise you in a wise way. Of course, this is advice you piss on every chance you get, but it is always good to have it around to curse when your plans fail.

9. You need a monkey
The reason no villain has ever conquered the world is because he has never had a monkey. It is a proven fact that a man with a monkey can not be defeated. Do not argue this with me. I have a monkey, you can not win.

Argh !! Tagged by Taqo.

2006-10-13T03:33:00.000+03:00

Last birthday? About a week ago. October 5th. Finally turned 17.

Last meal? Meat kofta for s7oor.

Last spending splurge? Got a B-day gift for someone, but I don't think they're getting it anymore.

Last time you cried? No clue.

Last career? Summer job a Jareer Bookstore 2 summers ago. Worked the Arabic books section.

Last website visited? digg.com

Last person you spoke to? Mother.

Last song you listened to? Seerat el 7ob- Um Kalthoom. Been into the oldies lately.

Last book you read? Ahhh.....Errrr...Does Maxim magazine count ?

Last TV show watched? Lost season 2 episode 7.

Last person you IM’d? Ruba dub dub.

Last word you said? "How would you feel about me being a chef ?" *Shoe is thrown at head* "Ouch !! KIDDING !!"

Musings

2006-10-08T21:35:00.000+03:00

* I haven't been online for about a week now. Almost went mad. My dad thought it would be "fun" to deprive me of the net while he went to Mecca. Seeing as that I do nothing else except sit online when staying at home, it wasn't pretty sight.

*I <3 Prison Break. Just finished season one and currently downloading season two. The guy actually commits a crime so he can get into prison to break out his, surprise !!, innocent bro, who's gonna be executed. Best moment : When the fag takes a damn razor to the mob boss's neck. Ha ! Ruined it for you didn't I ? Wonder if Saudi prisons got this much drama.

*Swamped with exams this week. Good thing it's almost over. God I need this coming vacation BAD. Also need extremely large amounts of hash. Thundercat, I'm looking your way. A friend is coming to Shargeeya for a couple of days. Wouldn't be a bad idea to go and say hi. DJ Tiesto having a concert in Bahrain too. Need to check that out. Thundercat, I am totally serious. Get back to me. 18 days of nothing to do. Back in Eden.

* "Have you ever been insulted, and just stood there and thought 'What the hell am I supposed to say to that ?' Trinidadians have that ability, it's second nature to them. They can think of the most creative insults that leave you still trying to firgure out what's going to happen to you. For example - when I was in Trinidad, there were these two guys arguing on the street. The one guy - now think what you would say to this - he goes 'You're gonna get shot with shit, and then arrested for smelling stink !' Isn't that insane ? There isn't just one thing going on here. First you're getting shot. But not with any normal gun - you would need a gun big enough to hold shit. So now you have been shot with shit, and you're covered in it. Then a cop pulls up and arrests you for smelling bad. Can you imagine that ? Do you realise how quick you would have to be to think of that on the spot ?"

------> Russell Peters kicks ass. Buy his new DVD 'Outsourced' Or better yet, download it like I did !! BE A MAN !!

*Best movie ever : Fight Club.

* Tash is making alot of noise this year. I don't remember the last time people got so worked up every day over the latest episodes. It's crazy !! First with the Egypt episode (Which by the by, is completely realistic in every way, from the cabaret [club] to the girls dressing in abayas to get in the hotel), the Lebanon episode (Ga9abi is HILARIOUS), Irhab Academy (People are still mad bout that one), the one where they spilt the town in middle (WAIN EL F7OOLAH ?!), the Da3s and 3arja episode (The first one was pure comedy gold. When they first showed the 3arja clan with the limping camel in the background, I literally farted from laughing.) and today's Bluetooth Scandal (The KSU professor who kicks people out for questioning him is eerily real.)

All they need now is to release everything, from the first season till now, on DVD boxsets. Get with the program !! Commentaries, banned episodes, remastered episodes and the whole shebang !! I would be the first one to shell out some greens for this, IF and only IF they do it the right way. Trust me Tash people, everyone will pay for this. Just do it right.

PS: Anyone know any site where I can download this year's tash ?

Song(s) of the moment
Suicidal Thoughts- Notorious B.I.G
Come Home With Me- Cam'ron

How to Argue with Females

2006-09-28T04:24:00.000+03:00

The Allied Invasion. The Trojan Horse. The Divine Plan. The following strategy puts them all to shame because it defines how to finally defeat the great beast of society: WOMEN.

Arguing with girls, like yoga, is a meaningless and inane exercise. A lot of guys hate doing it, most notably because it never seems like we can win. But you can win. Here's how.

Step 1. Abandon all logic. Girls don't use it, and you certainly shouldn't allow it to handicap you.

Step 2. If you believe strongly in something, do NOT give in to any aspect of it. Compromise is useless against girls, because they will rationalize that if they can get you to concede to one element, they can get you to quit on the whole fuckin' Periodic Table. (Nothing like a little chemistry humor, right?)

Step 3. Don't be afraid to take cheap shots. Ever argue with a girl about something and they randomly insult you with something that has no relevance to the argument? That's their way of trying to wear you down and push you off-topic. Fight fire with fire, I say. Tell her she has a fat ass, small boobs, an ugly face, disorienting facial hair, unwieldy hips, and is a genuinely awful person.

Step 4. Cite precedent. Girls have no concept of historical factors relating to the current situation. Most girls reading this just went over to dictionary.com to see what "precedent" meant.

Step 5. Interrupt her. Don't let her talk. Girls hate that like they hate other girls. It's hilarious, too. They get all frazzled.

Step 6. Don't take her seriously. Laugh at every point she deems serious in nature. Fart, if possible. Derail her emotional train.

Step 7. If the argument escalates, cut off all communication with her. If a girl can't find you, she can't continue arguing about bullshit. Change your phone number, relocate, and get a name change if you must.

Step 8. Don't be fooled by "Let's stop arguing please." That's their way of making you let your guard down, so they can swoop in after you're worn down. Instead, say something like "Yeah, all this being right is exhausting for me." Pisses them off. Just trust me.

Step 9. Compare her unfavorably with another girl. This is especially effective if the comparison is with a girl that they simply abhor. Tell her something like, "Lisa is so much more compassionate than you." Girls hate other girls, like a deer hates a shotgun. And how do you take down a deer? Exactly.

Step 10. Don't be intimidated by the water works. That's their ultimate contingency, knowing that guys can't deal with a crying girl. Stay strong, don't let yourself get emotional, just think of something funny. Replay scenes from "Office Space" in your head if you must.

Step 11. Bust out, "I don't feel like fighting. I've proven my point." Then stop. Leave the argument. It pisses them off because a guy's natural reaction is to resolve, whereas a girl's is to continue forever and ever until the end of time until they hear that they are right. If a guy decides that he is right and won't budge, their whole concept of male-female relations is shot to shit. Again, mind games.

Step 12. Ask her if she's on the rag. Self-explanatory.

Step 13. When all else fails, tell her she's just like her mother. It's an ace-in-the-hole and will emotionally cripple her to such a degree she may even forget her whole argument.

Remember, girls are the less intelligent of the genders. All throughout history men have out-thought, out-invented, and out-created women in every facet of existence. Isn't it about time we won an argument for once? Gentlemen, that time is now.

2006-09-24T02:15:00.000+03:00

There were these two guys in a lunatic asylum. And one night, one night they decide they don't like living in an asylum anymore. They decide they're going to escape !! So they get up onto the roof, and there, just across this narrow gap, they see the rooftops of the town, stretching away in the moonlight... Stretching away to freedom.

Now, the first guy, he jumps right across with no problem. But his friend, his friend daredn't make the leap. Y'see... He's afraid of falling.

So then, the first guy has an idea. He says:
"Hey !! I have my flashlight with me ! I'll shine it across the gap between the buildings. You can walk along the beam and join me !"

But the second guy just shakes his head. He...he says:
"What do you think I am ? Crazy ?! You'd turn it off when I was halfway across !!"

A Good Hand.

2006-09-21T01:42:00.000+03:00

He goes out with his friends and tries to have some fun. No luck.
She keeps sending him messages. Why is she still contacting him ? She left him didn't she ? He stares at the phone in his hand as he reads the latest one.

"I'm sorry. I truly am. You don't know how much you mean to me, but I know we won't last forever. I just didn't want to get hurt later. It would kill me if you don't want to ever talk to me, but I know I deserve it. Again I'm sorry."

He just blanks out..."Come on man !! Keep your mind on the game !! We are losing if you haven't noticed !!"
He looks at the cards in his hand. King and Jack of Spades. He throws them down.
"I'm out guys. I...I need to make a call."

He doesn't hear them shouting behind him. He doesn't hear all the TVs blaring loud obnoxious music. He doesn't hear the cars honking as he crosses the street. He doesn't hear the people talking and laughing around him. He hears...nothing.

"I can't do this anymore and it just hit me... We're over. We have been for a long time. I'm sorry but i can't keep pretend anymore it's getting to me. We don't have that spark anymore. You've been a good boyfriend and thanks for everything."

He starts wandering in his thoughts....He goes back, back a long way in time...

Summer. On a roof. The first time they sat together, each shy of the person in front of him. They try to make conversation, but as it always is in these cases, it's awkward. He starts playing with her hands. She tickles him on the knee. He's stunned by her beauty. She can't believe she's actually meeting him. His friends are waiting for him down in the street. Her friends are waiting in the house on which they're on the roof of. He has to leave, but she doesn't want him to. He tapes a video clip on his cousins phone so he can keep memories of that day forever.

"Hey !! Stop !!"
"No 5ala9 i started it."
"I don't care."
"Haha. Now you look like a ghost."
"What ?! Ma ab'3a no ma ab'3a..."
"Sit down then come on."
"No I don't want to."
"Well, I'm taping this."
"I'm calling mama."
"Ha ! Call her...Hey mama, I'm with my man."
"Oh wait !! Videos make me look fat. Delete that."
"I am not deleting this"
"No walla they make me look fat."
"Well...I'm taping your face only."
"My face is fat so delete it."
"Wha ?! No it's not. It isn't !!.... Done. Happy now ?"

He watches it now, as he does everyday. He remembers her white sweatpants with BABY written across the back. He remembers, another time and place, trying to get her to dance with him at one of her friends houses and her whining about her thighes hurting her.

What does she remember, he wonders ? What memories of him does she always think of ? The many fights they had maybe ? Nights they spent texting till the sun came out ? When he gave her his favorite jersey ? Or maybe when she jumps and pecks him on the lips right before he leaves ?

It wasn't always good. He cheated on her and she did the same. He regretted that he did, but did she ? Did she ever care ? She got mad at him for talking to her cousin for crying out loud !! Was it guilt talking ? He doesn't know. She hates his guts now, even with all the sweet words she says, but he knows. He knows her. Better than she knows herself. She despises him. She wants them to still talk, still be friends, and he refused. It's too hard on him. But she doesn't get that, and she hates him for it. Maybe she doesn't know what to do, so she uses hate for an excuse. The girl that never lets other guys get to her, and he got through.

No more. No more. She left so stop thinking about her. STOP. At that moment, he deleted everything. All her numbers, all her messages, all her pictures. He has to move on with his life. But he keeps the video. He wants to remember that time. When he felt on top of the world. Forgive but never forget they say. He walks back to his friends and their card game. Maybe this time, he'll get a good hand. You never know.

Dedicated to someone who I promised to publish this for. See ? I'm a man of my word.

Quotable Quotes.

2006-09-17T23:02:00.000+03:00

I don't trust anything that bleeds for 5 days and doesn't die.

God gave men a brain and a penis, but only enough blood to run one at a time.

No radical change on the plane of history is possible without crime.

All the ways you wish you could be, that's me. I look like you wanna look, I fuck like you wanna fuck, I am smart, capable, and most importantly, I am free in all the ways that you are not.

Alright. Well, in all honesty, I don't feel that what I've done is a crime. And I think it's illogical and irresponsible for you to sentence me to prison. Because, when you think about it, what did I really do? I crossed an imaginary line with a bunch of plants. I mean, you say I'm an outlaw, you say I'm a thief, but where's the Christmas dinner for the people on relief? Huh? You say you're looking for someone who's never weak but always strong, to gather flowers constantly whether you are right or wrong, someone to open each and every door, but it ain't me, babe, huh? No, no, no, it ain't me, babe. It ain't me you're looking for, babe. You follow ?

In the beginning the Universe was created. This has made a lot of people very angry and been widely regarded as a bad move.

Freedom, baby... is never having to say you're sorry.

The only difference between the Sane and the Insane, in this world, is the Sane have the power to have the Insane locked up.

Cocaine addiction is God's way of saying you make too much money.

In a game of chess you can never let your opponent see your pieces.

If there's an alien out there I can't kill, I haven't met him and killed him yet.

How many times do you get to lie before you are a liar ?

Pessimist's definition of an Optimist: Someone who knows today is so bad, tomorrow has just got to be better.

A right is not what someone gives you; it's what no one can take from you.

All that is necessary for evil to succeed is that good men do nothing.

First they put away the dealers, then they put away the prostitutes, then they shooed away the bums, and beat and bashed the queers. Turned away asylum seekers, fed us suspicions and fears. We didn't raise our voice, we didn't make a fuss, it's funny there was no one left to notice when they came for us.

Remembering...

2006-09-14T03:20:00.000+03:00

Some things are beyond words.
Beyond comprehension.
Beyond forgivness.
Peaple ask : "Where were you ?! How could you let this happen ?!"

How do you say we didn't know? We couldn't know.
We couldn't imagine.

Only madmen could contain the thought, execute the act, fly the planes.
The sane world will always be vulnerable to Madmen, because we cannot go where they go to conceive of such things.
We could not see it coming.
We could not be here before it happened.
We could not stop it.
But we are here now.

Even those we thought are enemies are here.
Because some surpass rivalries and borders.
Because the story of humanity is written not in towers but in tears.
In the common coin of blood and bone.
In the voice that speaks within even the worst of us and says THIS IS NOT RIGHT.
Because even the worst of us, however scarred, are still human.
Still Feel.
Still mourn the random death of innocents.

Ordinary men.
Ordinary women.
Made extraordinary by acts of compassion.
And courage.
And terrible sacrifice.

Ordinary men.
Ordinary women.
Refusing to surrender.

Ordinary men.
Ordinary women.
Refusing to accept the self-serving proclamations of holy warriors of every stripe, who annonce that somehow we had this coming.
We reject them both in the knowledge that our tragedy is greater than the sum of our trangressions.

Bodies in freefall in the evening news.
Madness in mosques, shouting down fourteen centuries of earnest prayers, forgetting the lessons of crusades past....that the most harmed are the least deserving.

There are no words.
There are no words.
The death of innocents and the death of innocence.
Rage compounded upon rage. Rage enough to blot out the sun.

What do we tell the chidren?
Do we tell them that evil is a foreign face?
No. The evil is the thought behind the face, and it can look just like yours.
Do we tell them evil is tangible, with defined borders and names and geometries?
No. They will have nightmares enough.

Perhaps we tell them that we are sorry.
Sorry that we were not able to deliver unto them the world we wished them to have.
That our eagerness to shout is not the equal of our willingness to listen.
That the burdens of distant people are the responsibility of all men and women of conscience or their burdens will one day become our tragedy.
Or perhaps we simply tell them that we love them, and that we will protect them.
That we would give our lives for theirs and do it gladly, so great is the burden of our love.

In a universe of Gameboys and DVDs, it is, perhaps, an insubstantial gift.
But it is the only one that will wash away the tears and knit the wounds and make the world a sane place to live in.

We could not see it coming.
No one could.
We could not stop it.
No one could.
But we are here. Now. With you.
Today. Tommorow. And the day after.
We live in each blow you strike for infinite justice, but always in the hope of infinite wisdom.
Because we live as well in the quiet turning of your considered conscience.
The voice that says ALL WARS HAVE INNOCENTS.
The voice that says YOU ARE A KIND AND MERCIFUL PEOPLE.
The voice that says DO NOT DO AS THEY DO, OR THE WAR IS LOST BEFORE IT IS EVEN BEGUN.
Do not let that knowledge be washed away in blood.

When you move, we will move with you.
Where you go,we will go with you.
Where you are, we are in you.
Because the future belongs to ordinary men and ordinary women, and that future must be built free of such acts as these, must be fought for and renewed like fresh water.
Because a message must be sent to those who mistake compassion for weakness.
A message sent across six thousand years of recorded blood and struggle.
And the message is this:
Whatever our history, whatever the root of our surnames, we remain a good and decent people, and we do not bow down and we do not give up.
The fire of the human spirit cannot be quenched by bomb blasts and body counts.
Cannot be intimidated forever into silence or drowned by tears.
We have endured worse before; we will bear this burden and all that come hereafter, because that is what ordinary men and women do.
No matter what.
This has not weakened us.
It has only made us stronger.

In recent years we as a people have been tribalized and factionalized by a thousand casual undkindnesses.
But in this we are one.
Flags sprout in uncommon places, the ground made fertile by tears and shared resolve.
We have become one in our grief.
We are now one in our determination.
One as we recover.
One as we rebuild.

You wanted to send a message, and in so doing you awakened us from our self-involvement.
Message Received.
Look for your reply in the thunder.
In such days as these are heroes born.
The true heroes of the twenty-first century.
You, the human being singular.
You, who are nobler than you know and stronger than you think.
You, the true heroes of this chosen moment, chosen out of history.

We stand blinded by the light of your unbroken will.
Before that light, no darkness can prevail.
They knocked down two tall towers.
In their memory, draft a covenant with your conscience, that we will create a world in which such things need not occur.
A world which will not require apologies to children, but also a world whose roads are not paved with the husks of their inalienable rights.
They knocked down two tall towers.
Graft now their echo onto your spine, become girders and glass, stone and steel, so that when the world sees you, it sees them.
And stand tall.
Stand tall.
Stand tall.

--J. Michael Straczynski

Dating Rituals From Around The World.

2006-09-08T17:39:00.000+03:00

AMERICAN WHITE WOMEN:

First date: You get to kiss her goodnight.

Second date: You get to grope all over and make out a bit.

Third date: You get to have sex but only in the missionary position.

IRISH WOMEN:

First Date: You both get blind drunk and have sex.

Second Date: You both get blind drunk and have sex.

20th Anniversary: You both get blind drunk and have sex.

ITALIAN WOMEN:

First Date: You take her to a play and an expensive restaurant.

Second Date: You meet her parents and her Mom makes spaghetti & meatballs.

Third Date: You have sex, she wants to marry you & insists on a 3-carat ring.

5th Anniversary: You already have 5 kids together & hate the thought of having sex.

6th Anniversary: You find yourself a Mistress.

JEWISH WOMEN:

First Date: You get terrific head.

Second Date: You get even more great head.

Third Date: You tell her you'll marry her and never get head again.

CHINESE WOMEN:

First date: You get to buy her an expensive dinner but nothing happens.

Second date: You buy her an even more expensive dinner. Nothing happens again.

Third date: You don't even get to the third date and you've already realized nothing is ever going to happen.

INDIAN WOMEN:

First date: Meet her parents.

Second date: Set the date of the wedding.

Third date: Wedding night.

AMERICAN BLACK WOMEN:

First Date: You get to buy her a real expensive dinner.

Second Date: You get to buy her and her girlfriends a real expensive dinner.

Third Date: You get to pay her rent.

Tenth Date: She's pregnant by someone other than you.

MEXICAN WOMEN:

First Date: You buy her an expensive dinner, get drunk on Tequila, and have sex in the back of her car.

Second Date: She's pregnant.

Third Date: She moves in. One week later, her mother, father, his girlfriend, her two sisters, her brother, all of their kids, her grandma, her father's girlfriend's mother, her two cousins, her sister's boyfriend and his three kids move in and you live on rice and beans for the rest of your life in your home that used to be nice, but now looks like a home along the Tijuana strip.

ARAB WOMEN:

First Date: Mother, Father, Brothers, Sisters, Cousins, Aunts, Uncles, Friends and entire Arab community finds out.

Second Date: Guy is shot dead.

No third date.

She is a woman

2006-09-05T07:06:00.000+03:00

So damning, yet so wonderful
So confusing, yet so desirable...

If you kiss her, you are not a gentleman
If you don't, you are not a man

If you praise her, she thinks you are lying
If you don't, you are good for nothing

If you agree to all her likes, you are a wimp
If you don't, you are not understanding

If you visit her often, she thinks it is boring
If you don't, she accuses you of double-crossing

If you are well dressed, she says you are a playboy
If you don't, you are a dull boy

If you are jealous, she says it's bad
If you don't, she thinks you do not love her

If you attempt a romance, she says you didn't respect her
If you don't, she thinks you do not like her

If you are a minute late, she complains it's hard to wait
If she is late, she says that's a girl's way

If you visit another man, you're not putting in "quality time"
If she is visited by another woman, "oh it's natural, we are girls"

If you kiss her once in a while, she professes you are cold
If you kiss her often, she yells that you are taking advantage

If you fail to help her in crossing the street, you lack ethics
If you do, she thinks it's just one of men's tactics for seduction

If you stare at another woman, she accuses you of flirting
If she is stared by other men, she says that they are just admiring

If you talk, she wants you to listen
If you listen, she wants you to talk

In short:
So simple, yet so complex
So weak, yet so powerful
So damning, yet so wonderful
So confusing, yet so desirable...

Truer words have never been said.

TIC TOC

2006-09-01T20:14:00.000+03:00

What is TIC TOC you ask ? Well, It's my latest and first story which can be found here.

Written by !n$@n!tY.
Edited by Sweet Anger.
Found on the United Ash and Bored Productions site.

Comments be appreciated here and there.

213 Things Skippy is No Longer Allowed to Do in the U.S. Army

2006-09-01T02:45:00.000+03:00

This is HI-FUCKING-LARIOUS. It's a pretty long list, so I'm just gonna the ones I like. Yeah me. Its my blog and I'll post whatever i want.

"Once upon a time, there was a SPC Schwarz stationed with the Army in the Balkans. SPC Schwarz was either very clever or very bored; but probably both, since he managed to attempt or be warned about 213 things he wasn't allowed to do.

2. My proper military title is 'Specialist Schwarz' not 'Princess Anastasia'.
(Princess Anastacia ? Where'd that come from.)

3. Not allowed to threaten anyone with black magic.
(I shall curse you to be forever a toad. Or a girl who never stops PMSing. Take your pick. Toad you say ?)

4. Not allowed to challenge anyone's disbelief of black magic by asking for hair.

7. Not allowed to add 'In accordance with the prophesy' to the end of answers I give to a question an officer asks me.
(That'll piss off anyone.)

10. Not allowed to purchase anyone's soul on Government time.
(What the....Whatever this guy smoked, I want some.)

16. Must get a haircut even if it tampers with my 'Samson like powers'.
(Samson was a huge dude who got his powers from his hair till his bitch cut it all off when he came back from drinking late one night.)

17. God may not contradict any of my orders.
(Of course he can !! He's God !!)

18. May no longer perform my now (in)famous 'Barbie Girl Dance' while on duty.
(Sounds like a site to see.)

23. Must never ask anyone who outranks me if they've been smoking crack.
(LOL....Should try that on Nazeeh..)

25. Never confuse a Dutch soldier for a French one.
(What happens when you do confuse them ? The French starts crying; the Dutch just lights a doobie.)

29. The Irish MPs are not after 'Me frosted lucky charms'.
(LOL)

30. Not allowed to wake an Non-Commissioned Officer by repeatedly banging on the head with a bag of trash.
(OUCH.)

31. Not allowed to let sock puppets take responsibility for any of my actions.

32. Not allowed to let sock puppets take command of my post.

39. Not allowed to ask for the day off due to religious purposes, on the basis that the world is going to end, more than once.

40. I do not have super-powers.
(No you don't.)

42. Not allowed to attempt to appeal to mankind's baser instincts in recruitment posters.
(PORN !!!)

43. Camouflage body paint is not a uniform.
(NAKEDNESS !!!)

49. Not allowed to trade military equipment for 'magic beans'.

57. The proper response to a lawful order is not 'Why?'
(Mlakka3...)

60. 'The Giant Space Ants' are not at the top of my chain of command.

65. There are no evil clowns living under my bed.

77. The MP checkpoint is not an Imperial Stormtrooper roadblock, so I should not tell them "You don't need to see my identification, these are not the droids you are looking for."
(STAR WARS !!! LONG LIVE GEEKY FANS LIKE MYSELF !!!)

80. Not allowed to wear a dress to any army functions.
(So now you're a crossdresser ? Moo nag9k ya shai5...)

87. If the thought of something makes me giggle for longer than 15 seconds, I am to assume that I am not allowed to do it.
(Probably the best rule here.)

91. I am not authorized to initiate Jihad.
(Why not ?)

94. Crucifixes do not ward off officers, and I should not test that.

128. "Shpadoinkle" is not a real word.
(Shpadoinkle : Can be used in replacement of any adjective or in the expletive; This word can be substituted for nearly any other word. Example : "I think he forgot to wash his hands after he played around with his shpadoinkle.")

145. I should not drink three quarts of blue food coloring before a urine test.
(AAAA !!!! I'M PISSING BLUE STUFF !!!! AAAAAA !!!!)

146. Nor should I drink three quarts of red food coloring, and scream during the same.
(AAAAA !!!! I'M PISSING RED STUFF THAT'S PROBABLY BLOOD !!!! AAAAA !!!!)

158. The revolution is not now.
(Ajal mta ?)

165. I do not get 'that time of month'.

166. No, the pants are not optional.
(Sir, can I report in my heart covered boxers ?)

175. We do not 'charge into battle, naked, like the Celts'.
(They can take our lives, but they can never take away our FREEEEEEEEDOOOOOOM !!!)

191. Our Humvees cannot be assembled into a giant battle-robot.
(TRANSFORMERS !!!)

NIPPLES !!!

2006-08-27T01:56:00.000+03:00

Nipples : "Strange tasting and textured breast protudence that has incredible elasticity. When placed between teeth and pulled until it is about to pop off, will result in your woman asking for more."

NIPPLES.

Sounds fun huh ?! Say it with me. N-I-P-P-L-E-S. Sounds good. Sounds fun. They are fun !! Nipples are THE funnest thing ever. Funner than even Tennis Balls !! Imagine you walking around with no Nipples whatsoever. Sex would be boring, cus with Nipples, come Tits, which always rock no matter what. See-through shirts would be worthless. No such thing as wet t-shirt contests. There would no need for any bikinis anymore. You'd just be walking around with a chest as flat as your ass. Horrible. Thats why Barbie and Ken suck so much.. THEY HAVE NO NIPPLES !!! I don't how they lived with themselves. I personally, would have killed myself.

No Nipples. Disgusting and Horrifying.

As the great Howard Hughes once said : "Sure. Who doesn't like tits ?"

In the 50s, they used to have nipplectomy. Many men found Nipples "disturbing". They were too much fun. Tits, as a word, is worse. Tits. It's final. But Nipples...keeps bouncing back and forth. I's gots nipples, yous gots Nipples, everyones gots Nipples.

Plus, they have lots of uses !! Breastfeeding babies, milk from cows, breastfeeding guys, breastfeeding girls, err.....umm....cleavage and ahh......oh and piercings !!

A Nipple, of a hairy man, which is pierced with an 8ga curved barbell, through the middle of the Nipple.

For the ignorant, Nipples come in many shapes and forms. Big and small, light brown and dark brown, two or three, milky or milkless, etc...

For more info, check the words here, here, and here.

And always remember, Nipples are supposed to be for everybody !! So if you're a girl, then take your shirt off, and strut your thang ! Guys, keep your shirts on please. No one wants to see your Nipples. Trust me they don't look good.

NOTICE : FEMALE NIPPLES WERE NOT PLACED IN THIS ARTICLE FOR FEAR OF BEING BLOCKED, GETTING MY ASS KICKED BY NUMEROUS GIRLS AND GETTING PUSSYWHIPPED BY A CERTAIN POOPSIE WHO THINKS WATCHING PORN IS WRONG. IF YOU ARE A GIRL AND CURIOUS ABOUT HOW GIRLS NIPPLES LOOK LIKE, YOU ARE OBVIOUSLY BLOND AND SHOULD BE PUT DOWN AS QUICKLY AS POSSIBLE. IF YOU ARE STILL CURIOUS, TAKE YOUR BRA OFF YOU DUMBASS. IF YOU ARE A GUY AND CURIOUS ABOUT HOW GIRLS NIPPLES LOOK LIKE, YOU ARE A POOR, SAD EXCUSE FOR A MAN. GO WATCH A PORN MOVIE OR SOMETHING. I HIGHLY RECOMEND THE PARIS HILTON ONE. SHE GOT GREAT TITS. AND......YEAH THAT'S ALL.

Fedo, Mi Amigo...

2006-08-16T23:54:00.000+03:00

...Never ever call me, or my girls, liars ever again.

Bella and Doomy's email.

And Monz email.

Ball's in your field boyo.

(for the confused and lost going WTF, check the comments on the last post)

I (Heart) Airheads and Bimbos.

2006-08-13T19:23:00.000+03:00

Summer of 2006. A time that will forever live in infamy in the records of Saudi blogs. For the ignorant, it was a time of fear. A time of discord. And a time for discovering. Prominent blogs were silenced for no reason, others just.....disappeared into thin air (Farah where you at babe ?!). But this summer, will be remembered mostly for one event only : The Great Airhead Debate. A battle that was started at first by popular blogger Fedo's post, swiftly followed up by another airhead related p ost by blogger Dottson. The first shots were fired in the battle of sexes. Then suddenly, out of nowhere, came this :

Funny, in a despicable sort of way. The so-called "Airheads" didn't stay silent however, led by Mona "The Flower of the Kitchen" and the seductively deadly Brazilian Bella, coming up with a one two punch aimed at the newly christened "Attention Whores".
I'm sure that this fight is not over yet ladies and gentleman. Who will have the last laugh ? We'll just to wait and see !!

A suggestion, if I may ladies : I think you should combat hate and haters everywhere, while spreading your message of love and fashion everywhere !! How could you do that you ask ? Why, by starting your very own group !! Society Of Saudi Airheads and Bimbos. SOSAB. Has a nice ring to it, don't you think ? In the spirit of good, clean, heterosexual fun, I also suggest that these ladies be your official mascot :

I would have the pleasure of playing the part of Professor Utonium, while Buttercup is Mona, defined by her tomboish demenor, bitchy attitude and conversations about her shit. Bubbles is Bella, defined by her innocence, beauty and carelessness. Blossom ladies, is up for grabs. Anyone wanting to represent her is welcome to leave their qualities and why they want that role in the comments.

As the great Jay-Z once said :

"I got this young chick, she so immature
She like "Why you don't buy me Reeboks no more?"
Like to show-out in public, throw tantrums on the floor
Gotta toss a couple dollars just to shut up her holler.....

I got this model chick that don't cook or clean,
But she dress her ass off and her walk is mean,
Only thing wrong wit' ma, she's always on the scene.
Goddamn, she fine, but she parties all the time."

Be she airhead or bimbo, blonde or brunette, dumb or stupid, I love all ya'll girls. It is a man's world, but it ain't worth nothing without a woman or a girl.

NOTICE : THIS POST IS NOT MEANT TO OFFEND ANYONE. SCRATH THAT, I WANTED TO OFFEND AS MANY GIRLS AS POSSIBLE. MOST WON'T EVEN FIND IT FUNNY. BUT I DO. AT LEAST WHEN I WROTE IT, IT WAS FUNNY. HAHAHA. IF YOU WERE OFFENDED BY THIS POST IN ANY WAY, SHAPE OR FORM, THEN YOU GO ON AND TELL THE WORLD WHAT A COLD HEARTED ASSHOLE WHO EATS BABIES AND BATHES IN THE BLOOD OF VIRGINS I AM. I DO NOT GIVE A SHIT WHAT YOU SAY OR THINK ABOUT ME. I REALLY DON'T. I WILL NOT SEND YOU EMAILS WITH EMPTY THREATS, AND I WILL NOT BLOCK YOU FROM COMMENTING, LIKE SOME HAVE ALREADY DID. BUT I DO LOVE AIRHEADS. AND BIMBOS. AND ATTENTION WHORES. IN FACT, WHY DONT WE ALL HAVE ONE BIG ORGY SO WE CAN SHARE THE LOVE ? THINK ABOUT IT AND LET ME KNOW. THANK FOR VISITING MY LOVING BLOG. PLEASE COME AGAIN. BTW I'M STILL ON VACATION. OK I'LL GO NOW. BYE.

I'm in Egypt...

2006-08-07T20:35:00.000+03:00

...and bored out my skull. Just saw Superman Returns. If you haven't seen it, then do it. Waiting for some jackasses to pick me up. If anyone wants to meet up (which I highly doubt anyone does) let me know. Dont expect any updates till I come back. I know it's hard, but you'll just have to live without me for a while. Don't worry, you'll get through it. CIOA

A Modern Man.

2006-08-05T23:53:00.000+03:00

I'm a modern man, a man for the millennium, digital and smoke free. A diversified multicultural post-modern deconstructionest, politically, anatomically and ecologically incorrect. I've been uplinked and downloaded, I've been inputted and outsourced and know the upside of downsizing and know the downside of upgrading. I'm a high-tech lowlife, a cutting-edge state of the art bi-coastal multitasker and I can give you a gigabyte in a nanosecond.

I'm new wave, but I'm old school, and my inner child is outward bound. I'm a hotwired, heat-seeking warm-hearted cool customer, voice-activated and bio-degradable. I interface on my database, and my database is in cyberspace, so I'm interactive and I'm hyperactive and, from time to time, I'm radioactive.

Behind the 8-ball, ahead of the curve, riding the wave, dodging a bullet, pushing the envelope. I'm on point, on task, on message, and off drugs. I got no need for coke and speed, I got no urge to binge and purge. I'm in the moment, on the edge, over the top and under the radar. A high-concept, low-profile medium range ballistic missionary, a smart bomb, a top-gun bottom feeder. I wear power ties, I tell power lies, I take power naps, I run victory laps. I'm a totally ongoing big foot, slam dunk, rainmaker with a pro-active outreach. A raging workaholic, a working rageaholic, out of rehab, and IN DENIAL.

I got a personal trainer, a personal shopper, a personal assistant and a personal agenda. You can't shut me up, you can't dumb me down, cus I'm tireless and I'm wireless. I'm an alpha male on beta-blockers. I'm a non believer and an overachiever, laid back but fashion forward, upfront, down home, low rent and high maintenance. Supersize, long-lasting, high definition, fast-acting, oven ready and built to last. I'm a loose knee jerk headcase, prematurely post-traumatic and I have a love child who sends me hate mail.

But I'm feeling, I'm caring, a supportive, bonding, nurturing, primary care giver. My output is down, but my income is up, I take a short position on a long bond, and my revenue stream has it's own cashflow. I read junk mail, I eat junk food, I buy junk bonds and I watch trash sports. I'm gender specific, capital intensive, user-friendly and lactose intolerant.

I like rough sex, I like tough love. I use the F word in my email, and the software on my harddrive is hardcore, no softporn !! I bought a microwave at a mini mall, I bought a minivan at a megastore, I eat fast food in the slow lane, I'm tollfree, bitesize, ready to wear and I come in all sizes. A fully equipped, factory authorized, hospital tested, clinically proven, formulated medical miracle. I've been pre-washed, pre-heated, pre-screened, pre-approved, pre-packaged, postal dated, freeze-dried, double wrapped, vacuum packed and I have an unlimited broadband capacity.

I'm a rude dude, but I'm the real deal, lean and mean, cocked locked and ready to rock, rough tough and hard to bluff. I take it slow, I go with the flow, I ride with the tide, I got glide in my stride, driving and moving, sailing and spinning, jiving and grooving, wailing and winning. I don't snooze, so I don't lose, I keep the pedal to the metal and the rubber on the road, I party hardy, and lunchtime is crunchtime. I'm hanging in, there ain't no doubt, and I'm hanging tough, Over and Out.

-George Carlin.

2006-08-05T03:53:00.000+03:00

Sa2alooni el nas,
3annak ya 7abeeby,
Kataboo el makateeb,
W a5ath'ha el hawa,
Bi3z 3alay,
'3ani ya 7abeeby,
La awal marra,
Ma bnkoon sawa....

Sa2alooni el nas,
3annak ya 7abeeby,
Kataboo el makateeb,
W a5ath'ha el hawa,
Be 3z 3alay,
'3ani ya 7abeeby,
La awal marra,
Ma bnkoon sawa....

Sa2alooni el nas,
3annak sa2alooni,
Eltilhm raje3,
2oo3a tloomoony,

Sa2alooni el nas,
3annak sa2alooni,
Eltilhm raje3,
2oo3a tloomoony,

'3am6t 3yooni ya 5awfi el nas,
Shoofoo kam 5abaa b3yooni,

Hab el hawa w bakkani el hawaa,
La awal marra,
Ma bnkoon sawa...

Sa2alooni el nas,
3annak ya 7abeeby,
Kataboo el makateeb,
W a5ath'ha el hawa,
Bi3z 3alay,
'3ani ya 7abeeby,
La awal marra,
Ma bnkoon sawa....

28 Rules of Manhood.

2006-08-03T11:55:00.000+03:00

1: Under no circumstances may two men share an umbrella.

2: It is OK for a man to cry ONLY under the following circumstances:
(a) When a heroic dog dies to save its master.
(b) The moment Angelina Jolie starts unbuttoning her blouse.
(c) After wrecking your boss’s car.
(d) One hour, 12 minutes, 37 seconds into “The Crying Game”.
(e) When she is using her teeth.

3: Any Man who brings a camera to a bachelor party may be legally killed and eaten by his buddies.

4: Unless he murdered someone in your family, you must bail a friend out of jail within 12 hours.

5: If you’ve known a guy for more than 24 hours, his sister is off limits forever unless you actually marry her.

6: Moaning about the brand of free beer in a buddy’s fridge is forbidden. However complain at will if the temperature is unsuitable.

7: No man shall ever be required to buy a birthday present for another man. In fact, even remembering your buddy’s birthday is strictly optional. At that point, you must celebrate at a strip bar of the birthday boy’s choice.

8: On a road trip, the strongest bladder determines pit stops, not the weakest.

9: When stumbling upon other guys watching a sporting event, you may ask the score of the game in progress, but you may never ask who’s playing.

10: You may flatulate in front of a woman only after you have brought her to climax. If you trap her head under the covers for the purpose of flatulent entertainment, she’s officially your girlfriend.

11: It is permissible to drink a fruity alcohol drink only when you’re sunning on a tropical beach… and it’s delivered by a topless model and only when it’s free.

12: Only in situations of moral and/or physical peril are you allowed to kick another guy in the nuts.

13: Unless you’re in prison, never fight naked.

14: Friends don’t let friends wear Speedos. Ever. Issue closed.

15: If a man’s fly is down, that’s his problem, you didn’t see anything.

16: Women who claim they “love to watch sports” must be treated as spies until they demonstrate knowledge of the game and the ability to drink as much as the other sports watchers.

17: A man in the company of a hot, suggestively dressed woman must remain sober enough to fight.

18: Never hesitate to reach for the last beer or the last slice of pizza, but not both, that’s just greedy.

19: If you compliment a guy on his six-pack, you’d better be talking about his choice of beer.

20: Never join your girlfriend or wife in discussing a friend of yours, except if she’s withholding sex pending your response.

21: Phrases that may NOT be uttered to another man while lifting
weights:
a) Yeah, Baby, Push it!
b) C’mon, give me one more! Harder!
c) Another set and we can hit the showers!

22: Never talk to a man in a bathroom unless you are on equal footing:
i.e., both urinating, both waiting in line, etc. For all other situations, an almost imperceptible nod is all the conversation you need.

23: Never allow a telephone conversation with a woman to go on longer than you are able to have sex with her. Keep a stopwatch by the phone.
Hang up if necessary.

24: The morning after you and a girl who was formerly “just a friend”
have carnal, drunken monkey sex, the fact that you’re feeling weird and guilty is no reason for you not to nail each other again before the discussion occurs about what a big mistake it was.

25: It is acceptable for you to drive her car. It is not acceptable for her to drive yours.

26: Thou shalt not buy a car in the colors of brown, pink, lime green, orange or sky blue.

27: The girl who replies to the question “What do you want for Christmas?” with “If you loved me, you’d know what I want!” gets an Xbox. End of story.

28: There is no reason for guys to watch Ice Skating or Men’s Gymnastics. Ever. We’ve all heard about people having guts or balls. But do you really know the difference between them? In an effort to keep you informed, the definition of each is listed below:
“GUTS” is arriving home late after a night out with the guys, being assaulted by your wife with a broom, and having the guts to say, “are you still cleaning or are you flying somewhere?”
“BALLS” is coming home late after a night out with the guys smelling of perfume and beer, lipstick on your collar, slapping your wife on the ass and having the balls to say, “You’re next!”

Thank you so much for this, Mr. Dean Hunt.

Why Languish in the Shadow of An Ideal We Cannot Personify ? Be You And Only You.

2006-07-30T02:59:00.001+03:00

"Die flagge basiert auf dem humanistischen grundgedanken von frieden und einheit aller volker . Sie ist eine auseinandersetzung mit dem erbe aller deutschen generationen nach dem 2 weltkrieg"

"Those fly a flag based on the human basic idea of peace and unity of all people. It is an argument which all German generations after the 2nd World War inherit."

If anybody got a better translation, let me know.

Found this on the Berlin Wall, East Side Gallery

Things NOT to say DURING sex.

2006-07-28T18:21:00.000+03:00

*I have to poop.
*Smile for the camera !
*Get off me, I'll do it myself !!
*This is your first time...right ?
*Your almost as good as my ex !
*When is this supposed to feel good ?
*I thought YOU had the keys to the handcuffs !
*I was so horny tonight I would have taken a sheep home.
*Keep it down. My mother is a light sleeper.
*Hey ! My friends were right ! You DO suck !
*On second thought, let's turn the lights off.
*I'm sobering up and your getting ugly !
*But everybody looks funny naked !
*Do I have to pay for this ?
*No ! You're too fat to be on top...You'd kill me !!
*Actually, your sister 'likes' it like this.
*What's your name again ?
*Hold on, let me change the channel.
*It's nice being in bed with someone I don't have to inflate.
*Uhhhh.......I think the condom broke 10 minuts ago.

Another bout of randomness.

2006-07-28T18:06:00.000+03:00

Gold Digger : Like a hooker... Just smarter.
Beer : Helping white guys dance since 1842, and helping ugly people have sex since 1862 !!
Homies : Getting your back since 1972.
Pimpin' : Ho sale since 1869.
Marijuana : It's a special kind of stupid.

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Men : No shirt no service.
Women : No shirt free drinks.

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Our aim is to keep this bathroom clean

Gentlemen : Your aim will help. Stand closer; it's shorter than you think.
Ladies : Please remain seated for the entire performance.

BACK WITH PICS

2006-07-26T04:40:00.000+03:00

These are for this post. Enjoy.

Argh !! Tagged by Mamacita (Again), Taq and.....That's it.

2006-07-26T02:45:00.000+03:00

Time started: 2:37 A.M

1. Male friend: Lots.
2. Female friend: Also lots.
3. Vacation: Berlin 2006.....daaaaaaaamn that was a good time.

Worst:
1. Time of day: As soon as i wake up.
2. Day of the week: Easily Friday...its just so depressing.
3. Color crayon: Uhhh....what ?

Last:
1. Person you talked to that goes/went to your school: Hajoos.
2. Talked to on the phone: 5aleefa.
3. Text: Dont remember.
4. Person you instant messaged: 3asaf.

Today:
1. What are you doing now: Doin this thing + looking for torrents.
2. Wearing: adidas white polo shirt + black ecko shorts.

Tomorrow:
1. Is: Wednesday.
2. Got any plans: I'm going out in a bit...meet some people =D
3. Goal: ........having fun ?
4. Dislikes about tomorrow: Waking up.

Favorite:
1. Number: 5
2. Song: currently : 1970 summin- biggie feat the game.
3. Color: black + white.

Currently:
1. Missing Someone: Poopsie.
2. Mood: Bored.
3. Wanting: To go back to berlin.

True/False:
I am a cuddler: If it leads to sex then why not. =p
I am a morning person: Nop.
I am a perfectionist: Sloppiest person you will ever meet.
I am an only child: Nope.
I am currently in my pajamas: Nope.
I am currently pregnant: Yeah sure why not.
I am currently suffering from a broken heart: Nop.
I am left handed: Right handed.
I am addicted to Blogging: Kinda.
I am online 24/7: Nop.
I am very shy around the opposite gender: hehehe...NO.
I can be paranoid at times: LOL i do get that mood sometimes.
I currently have a crush on someone: Yeah...kinda childish isn't it ?
I currently regret something that I have done: Uhhhh.....dont think so.
I enjoy country music: Never really heard any.
I enjoy smoothies: ??
I enjoy talking on the phone: I prefer face to face meetings.
I have a hard time paying attention at school/work: el nom 9ul6an.
I have a hidden talent: i have a REALLY hard head...you gonna have to work to get me wasted.
I have a lot to learn: Sure.
I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal: who doesn't ?

Anger:
1. Are you currently mad at someone? Nah.
2. Which of your friends has the worst temper? 7maid and 3asaf.
3. Have you ever thrown something at anyone? LOL too much to count.
5. When you’re mad do you prefer to stare angrily or yell and scream? Depends on who and where.

Excitement:
1. Has anyone ever thrown you a surprise party for you? No =(
2. Are you easily excited? Yeah...not a good thing.
3. What are you most excited about? Getting my stupid license.
4. If you won a million dollars what would be your first thought? IM RICH BIATCH !!!
5. If you could have anything right now what would it be? Some grass.

Self-Discovery:
1. Name: !n$@n!tY, Elmo, Moe, Tooth Fairy, Shamoos, Butcher.
2. Where were you born? Riyo.
3. What’s your main goal in life? To get as far away from here as possible.
.4. How do you want to die? Surrounded by friends and family.

Opinions:
1. Sex before marriage? YES.
2. Gay Marriage? Don't really give a shit.
3. Lower the Drinking age? We don't really hace a drinking age here...If you can get it, then you can drink it.
4. Recycling? Whazzat ?

Dreams:
1. What was your latest dream? Don't really remember.
2. Have any of your dreams come true? Yeah...deja vue.
3. What was the weirdest dream you’ve ever had? I was in a friggin huricane in china holdin a Quran. =S

Love-Life:
1. Straight, Gay, Bi? Straight as an arrow.
2. Do you have a bf/gf? Yup.
3. Do you have a crush? We answered this.
4.How many beds did you lay in yesterday? Yesterday 1, before that 3 =D
5.What color shirt are you wearing? White.
6.Name one thing that you do everyday? Wake up, shit and eat.
7.What color are your walls? Beige ?
8.How much cash do you have on you right now? Bout 800 R
9.I can’t wait till? August 21
10.When was the last time you saw your dad? This morning.
11.What did you have for dinner last night? Nothing.
12.What’s the last piece of clothing you borrowed from someone? 7maid's carpet blue shirt.
13.What website(s) do you visit the most during the day? Me fav blogs.
14.Does anything hurt on your body right now? Not now no.

Have You Ever:
1. Have you ever failed a class? Nop....almost did though.
2. Have you ever sung in front of a crowd? I don't exactly have the best voice.
3. Have you ever not taken a shower for 3 days? NO.
4. Have you ever slept with a night light? Yup
5. Have you ever danced in the rain? Once or twice.
6. Have you ever lied? LOL......what ? no no never did -----> a lie.
7. Have you ever had contacts? Tried to put them on once...almost blinded myself.
8. Have you ever tripped over something stupid? Walked into glass doors many, many times.

Pick One:
1. Samosa, Pakora, Kebab: WTF is a pakora ?!
2. Bollywood, Lollywood, Hollywood: Hollywood.
3. Love marriage, Arranged marriage: Love.
4. Honeymoon, no moon: Honeymoon.
5. How many kids would u like 1,2, 3+: Doesn't really matter.
6.Kulfi, Ice cream: WTF is a kulfi ?!
7. Shah ruk khan, Orlando Bloom : That's just a gay q.
8. Meenar-e-Pakistan, Eiffel Tower: .......................what ?
9. Lahore, Khi, Islambad: ENOUGH WITH THE STUPID Q'S !!!

Time finished 3:17 A.M

Finish your beer; There's sober kids in Africa !!

2006-07-25T05:04:00.000+03:00

Yeah yeah I'm back in stupid fucking ole riyadh. Got back bout 11 hours ago.

Whoop-dee-fucking-doo.

GOD I NEVER SHOULD HAVE COME BACK. STUPID MOE STUPID !!

My flight was Berlin-Frankfurt-Riyadh. That's cool. What is not cool, is having 35 MINUTES ONLY to change flights. If anybody reading this has ever been to Frankfurt, then you know how HUGE their airport is. Forget about ours; when these guys say big, they mean BIG. So what did i do ? I ran. I ran like a FUCKING RABBIT GETTING STALKED BY A MOOSE through 2 terminals, not giving a shit about anything or anyone. Go straight, take a left, down the stairs, straight, up the stairs, right, straight, left, down the stairs, straight, up the stairs and CONGRATS !! You just almost missed the plane, but we'll let you on. I honestly can't remember the last time I had to run like that. And this was all done with absolutely no sleep for above 18 hours, no food for 12 hours with the last meal being crispy backed duck with sweet and sour sauce and noodles.

Japanese people in Germany can't talk English for shit. Lots o Arabs there though. Lebanese especially.

Is it just me or does anyone feel like puking when you see all the sand from above ?

Disgusting saudis couldnt even wait to restart their habits-----> middle aged guy checking out single mother and stalking her through the luggage and passport checking parts.

One thing I'm suprised to find out I've missed was the 2athaan. Even though, regretfully, I don't pray all that much, just listening to it is...peaceful and soulful.

We did lots shit on our trip : the final, partying with the germans and italians all night long, the love parade (google it), gay parade (funny as hell), getting dragged through all the museums, BANANAS, playing chess all night long, codam, the east side, sony center, capitol beach, the sheesha place, karting, getting lost on the underground.....

I'd like to thank everyonewho made the trip worthwhile : bulooshee, tim, khaleefa (the guys I chilled with), marvin (our poor poor driver), mahdi the sheesha guy (man yo sheeshas is FUCKED UP), the girls at home (for gettin whipped at chess night after night), my aunt and uncle (for letting me come over), chan (we seriously thought you died man), phi and sara and all the other girls whom I can't remember their names right now....

YOU GUYS ROCK !!

Now, back to our regularly scheduled posts whenever I feel like it.

Ich Bin Ein Berliner

2006-07-10T23:06:00.000+03:00

8th July. Germany Vs. Portugal. Germany 3 - 1 Portugal. Berlin went FUCKING APESHIT.

I was out chillin with my cuz when match time got closer. The big screens we all hear about ? FUCKING PACKED. We found some chairs in a coffee shop and started watching. 90 minutes later, the party started.

We stayed out till about 4 A.M. local time. Horns honnking, flags being waved, beer bottles passed around, cops watchin our every move, dancing in the streets, complete fucking pandemonium, streets jammed, music blaring out of speakers, guys and gals making out, old people running around with flags, kids running around with flags, guys and gals making out while running around with flags, guys and gals making out on top of cars while drinking beer and waving flags.

Weirdest thing was, the cops did absolutly NOTHING about all of this. Zip, zilch, nada. They just directed the traffic and stared at us. Didn't even seem happy that they won. Some of them were drinking bear though...

Anyways I got lots of pics and vids, but I can't figure out how to upload em here yet. I'll do em later mmk ?

UPDATE : i CAN'T FIGURE OUT HOW TO PUT THE STUPID PICS ON MY BLOG FROM THIS RETARDED COMP, SO JUST CHECK EM OUT HERE. POST BOUT THE FINAL COMING SOON + PICS.

UPDATE AGAIN: here be pics peeps. Enjoy !!

SUMMER VACATION

2006-07-07T08:49:00.000+03:00

While Urban Dictionary describes Vacation as "erotic pleasure for a man lasting approximately 45 minutes.", that really wasn't what I was going for.

Instead, Summer Vacation to them means "Heaven on Earth. The time to sit back, relax, get sunburn, get bitten to death by bugs, go camping and have fun acting 'rustic', and wear nothing and say you wore more. also good for short-lived love."

Yeah !! That's more like it !! So where am I going ? I'm going to GERMANY, which they define as:

"Germany is the origin of numerous great inventions, such as:

- Rocketry
- MP3
- Heroin
- Gummy bears
- Communism
- The jet plane
- Computers
- Beer!

The German language can be manly and angry, yet beautiful at the same time. Also, The only country, in the past century, to get it's ass kicked at least once by every nation on the planet."

And I'm going there !! Yaaay for me !!

Why am I going to Germany ? Because I, yes I, have got tickets to the FINAL. Yes I do. Really. No shit. Leavin later tonight. Sorry for breaking your hearts dear fans of mine, but I probably won't be posting anything for a couple of weeks. Probably. Not really sure.

Just so you don't forget, the World Cup is the "Greatest sporting event in the world, 32 international football teams particpate to become world champions; An event in which a United States victory would signal the apocolypse. Would also be the end of football in Europe as we know it."

So everyone go watch the match on their teenee tiny screens, while I'll be chearing on Prof. Zizoo and co. with all my lungpower and will and stuff I can throw at other people LIVE. Peace out ya'll.

BBC Commentary Guidelines for the commentary team during the World Cup.

2006-07-07T07:45:00.000+03:00

1. Within 1 minute of kick off in the opening match (Germany v Costa Rica), the commentator must mention England.

2. Regardless of what two teams are contesting the final, England have to be mentioned within the first minute.

3. The commentator shall refer to the Falkland Isles in passing at some point in the match if England play Argentina.

4. Whenever a hat trick is scored, comparisons with Geoff Hurst will be made within seconds of the third goal hitting the net.

5. Should England wear their red jerseys, then '1966' should be mentioned approximately 20 times.

6. 1966 will be mentioned approximately 10 times a match, or only on 4 or 5 occasions for matches not involving England.

7. Prior to the captain of the winning team lifting the trophy, the commentator will mention Bobby Moore. And 1966.

8. When Germany are playing, they must be referred to as being arrogant by the commentator on at least 14 occasions. This must refer to their style, their passing, their haircuts and their general footballing ability.

9. Should England play Germany, mentions of Winston Churchill, Dambusters, The Luftwaffe and Adolf Hitler will be compulsory. And 1966.

10. All Scottish members of our commentary team must continue to refer to England as "we" and "us".

11. We must ensure that nationlistic stereotypes are adhered to. Of course, the Germans are arrogant. The Spanish are bottlers, The Ivory Coast are fast but bad at defending, The Angolans are disorganised, The Argentinians are cheats and the French are only good because their best players play in England.

12. For matches not involving England, we must only discuss the players that are playing in England. (eg - Holland v Argentina should be referred to as Van Nistelroy v Crespo).

13. The mythical "bulldog spirit" phrase should be used as often as possible.

14. Each match involving England should begin with the phrase "England Expects."

15. Should any player be involved in an injury that involves the loss of teeth, then references to Nobby Stiles and 1966 are compulsory.

16. If in doubt, mention 1966.

17. Praise all of the stunning new stadiums in Germany but emphasise that they lack the presence of Wembley, the spiritual home of football since 1966.

18. Commentators should feel free to imitate the style of Kenneth Wolstenholme, the hero of 1966.

19. Should any team feature brothers playing together, then Jackie and Bobby Charlton should be mentioned.

20. When England bow out after the first stage, we must emphasise that it is a massive blow to football and a serious loss to the World Cup.

(Just so everyone knows, 1966 was the first and only time England won the World Cup.)

Random Pic Post. (Part I)

2006-07-05T10:21:00.000+03:00

Speak for yourself honey.

Awww, isn't that cute ?

Am I the only person to find this extremely funny ?

Sucks to be you kid.

Ok, so how in the unicorn infested frozen over happyland hell did this happen ?!
This folks, proves that stupidness comes in all shapes and colors.
Notice the lollypop.

Whoa. Like seriously WHOA.

Engrish at it's very best ladies and gentleman.

Argh !! Tagged by Doomy.

2006-07-04T11:39:00.000+03:00

I'm supposed to write 20 thingys about me so here goes nothing :

1) I have weird interests. (just check out my old posts)
2) I have curly hair and like to grow my beard.
3) I like sick twisted movies (Silent Hill, Saw, Se7en, Fight Club, 8mm...)
4) I'm a hugely geeky comic book fan.
5) I'm probably the most random person you will ever meet.
6) I smoke alot of....different things. =D
7) I listen to all and any kind of music, from Doc Dre to Fairuz.

Does this thing have to be 20 ?!

8) Enourmous bookworm here. (Anyone recommend anything ?)
9) I like to use big words. =D
10) We just got DSL in our house, but due to the nature of rules my parents have set forth, it will almost never be used.
11) I like pie. And cake. And pudding. And.....no that's it. Oh and cake....but I said cake. Never mind. Carry on.
12) Currently I'm a bit chubby.

13) I love stand-up comedy. Specially Chappelle (I looked at the clock: 2:42. I was like "Damn 2:42. I better sober up. I never been this high this early". I took a shower. Still high. Said maybe music will do the trick. I listened to every CD I have. Still high. "Exercise that's what i'll do !!". I ran around the block FOUR times. Still high. Took a nap, woke up, fucked up. Looked at the clock it was 2:43 !! I was like GODDAMN.)

14) Uhhhh... I wear glasses ?
15) Chelsea + Madrid + Milan fan.
16) Was rooting for England in te World Cup. =(
17) I have one older sis, two younger brothers, one of whom is slow, the other is a bit gay.
18) I kinda find anything and everything interesting, no matter how simple or stupid it may seem.
19) When I start laughing, I don't stop. No really I just keep cracking up till no more oxygen is left in my body.
20) I suck at writing.

I'm not tagging anyone... cus I'm probably the last guy to be tagged with this. =(

2006-07-01T11:15:00.000+03:00

"I am a dire wolf, prey-stalking, lethal prowler."

"I am a hunter, horse-mounted, wolf stabbing."

"I am a horsefly, horse-stinging, hunter-throwing."

"I am a spider, fly-consuming, eight legged."

"I am a snake, spider-devouring, poison-toothed."

"I am an ox, snake-crushing, heavy-footed."

"I am an anthrax, butcher bacterium, warm-life destroying."

"I am a world, space-floating, life nurturing."

"I am a nova, all-exploding, planet cremating."

"I am the Universe, all things encompassing, all life embracing."

"I am Anti-Life, the Beast of Judgement. I am the dark at the end of everything. The end of universes, gods, worlds... of everything."

"I am hope."

2006-07-01T02:03:00.001+03:00

Man goes to doctor. Says he's depressed. Says life seems harsh and cruel. Says he feels all alone in a threatening world where what lies ahead is vague and uncertain. Doctor says : "Treatment is simple. Great clown Pagliacci is in town tonight. Go and see him. That should pick you up." Man bursts into tears. Says : "But Doctor... I am Pagliacci."

Strangers and Marshmallow Clouds.

2006-06-30T17:29:00.000+03:00

Funny how some strangers can be so similar to you. Funny how they can create a connection that means nothing at all…and at the same time reveals your deepest secrets, frustrations and fears.

She asked me once, “Tell me about the clouds.”

Marshmallow clouds, with their sheep-like characteristics and their cotton candy swirls. What could she possibly want to know about the clouds? What could I possibly say? Thinking back to this last memory up in the fluff and I figured, why not the truth?

So I said to her, “The clouds are amazing. They’d make you feel as if there isn't even a care in the world. Once we’re up there we become so entrapped in their dream-like warmth it’s hard to imagine anything better. I even begin to wonder why is it we even leave these clouds? But not all clouds are white as snow. So as I was hopping from one to the other I landed in the midst of dark clouds…the kind that rain and rain and scare little children when they sleep. And somehow I find I cannot get off. The thunder is loud and it’s hurting my head. The weather is cold and it’s freezing me to death. And I find no other desire than to hope for clear blue skies.”

Looking up I see complete recognition in her eyes, a smile across her face, as if she has known me for far longer than five minutes. I told her about rainstorms and she saw into my mind.
Oh damn these metaphors.

I read once that metaphors are dangerous. And now I see why. They become so capable of speaking truth when you try so hard to hide it away.

-Deenz

Argh !! Tagged by VOGUE.

2006-06-29T04:37:00.000+03:00

1) You receive a gift. You open it and say "wow this is exactly what I need. It came in time". What is the gift?

Keys to a brand new Mustang baby !!

2) Close your eyes, now open them. You are someone else. Who do you want it to be?

I always wanted to be a normal guy living in the US in the 60s, you know go through everything that happened then.

3) You are setting in a coffee shop in the Champs-Elysées. there are five chairs around the table, you set on one, who sets on the other four?

Uhhhh......mmm.........oh yeah :
1) Dave Chappelle
2) John Mayer
3) My poopsie
4) Johnny Depp

4) They give you a chance to appear on T.V for five minutes. Everyone on the planet is watching you, and everyone will believe whatever comes out of your mouth. What will your message be?

I didn't do it. The jew conspiracy is not real. Get over it. The Holocaust did happen crazy Iranian president. Accept it. You will give me the best apartment in NYC and a huge kickass castle somewhere in Europe, OK Mr. Trump ? Steve Jobs rocks !! Uhhh....so does BK !! Weed and Hash should be legal everywhere worldwide. Come to think of it, it should be free !! Can someone make me anything to eat ?

I tag............. Chocoholic, Doomy and Ubergirl.

CHANGE

2006-06-28T18:45:00.000+03:00

Ernest Hemingway once said that less is more, as in the less you say, the more we know about you. So I want everyone who reads this to use just ONE word to describe something they want in their lives now. It can be anything but it has to be just ONE word. Answers in comments plz.

Erm...Thanks for the tag Choco !!

2006-06-27T05:02:00.000+03:00

Time started 4:38 A.M

1. Where were you 1 hour ago?
Uhhh.....here ?

2. Who will be your next kiss?
She knows who she is ;)

3. Is there anything pink within 10 feet of you?
Thank god NO.

4. When is the last time you went to the mall?
Couple of days ago.... had nothing better to do so I went had argued with the security till they let me in <----- fa'6ee.

5. Are you wearing socks right now?
Nop.

6. Who was the last person u sms'd?
Freddy Kruger wanted a proxy site.

7. What are you wearing right now?
Billabong shorts.

8. Where were you last week on Saturday?
Playing balot bl rimal.

9. When was the last time you ran?
To the little boys room a while ago =)

10. What's the last sporting event you watched?
World Cup. Every. Single. Match.

11. whats ur favorite class?
LOOOL, all the classes rock !! Physics with Donut Man. Chem with Pepshi, Geology with Onions...

12. Your dream vacation?
Clubbin all over the world. Specially NYC.

13. Last 3 people's houses you were in?
Abu Hajoos, Freddy Kruger, 3asaf.

14. Do you miss anyone?
My poopsie...

15. What are your plans for today?
Chill at home probably.

16. What do you want to know about the future?
Will Saudis ever change ?!

17. How old do you want to be when you have kids?
Awal ma a38al.

18. Do you collect anything?
Football shirts, animation, tv shows and socks.

19. Do you like hot sauce?
Nop.

20. Who do you have a crush on?
Well....I'll let you know as soon as she does.

21. What is your mood?
Hungry as usual.

22. Are you someone's best friend?
Freddy and Swiss Cheese.

Time finished 5:10 A.M

In The Event of a Moon Disaster.

2006-06-23T16:18:00.000+03:00

Fate has ordained that the men who went to the moon to explore in peace will stay on the moon to rest in peace.

These brave men, Neil Armstrong and Edwin Aldrin, know there is no hope for their recovery. But they also know that there is hope for mankind in their sacrifice.

These two men are laying down their lives in mankind's most noble goal: the search for truth and understanding.

They will be mourned by their families and friends; they will be mourned by their nation; they will be mourned by the people of the world; they will be mourned by a Mother Earth that dared send two of her sons into the unknown.

In their explorarion, they stirred the people of the world to feel as one; in their sacrifice, they bind more tightly the brotherhood of man.

In ancient days, men looked at the stars and saw their heroes in the constellations. In modern times, we do much of the same, but our heroes are epic men of flesh and blood.

Others will follow, and surely find their way home. Man's search will not be denied. But these men were the first, and they will remain the foremost in our hearts.

For every human being who looks up at the moon in the nights to come will know that there is some corner of another world that is forever mankind.

(This is written in case the Apollo moon landing failed. It was never read and was recently found in the National Archives.)

I...

2006-06-23T07:39:00.000+03:00

...am sitting in my friend's house. It is 7:54 A.M. I am alone. I have not seen my friend since 7:28 A.M. I do not know where he is. I am writing this on his laptop. Nobody knows I am here. I have been here since 3 A.M. I am alone now. My friend is leaving. He is leaving in 3 days. I am leaving in 14.

There is nobody in my friend's house. It is empty. My friend is here alone. So we stay over at his house. We do good things and we do bad things. But nobody knows what we do. Because there is nobody here. It is empty.

I am writing this post again. Because it was deleted the first time I wrote it. The time then was 7:32 A.M. Now it is 8 A.M.

I have eaten nothing in 12 hours. Nothing at all. I have only eaten painkillers. To kill the pain.

I.....was not in complete control of myself on Wednesday. I was walking around in a dream. People and places went by without me noticing. I do not remember what I did. I was dreaming. I woke up in the afternoon after sleeping for 12 hours. I do not remember the last time I slept for 12 straight, uninterrupted hours. But It felt good.

I am listening to my aunt's U2 iPod. She is 7 months pregnant. She does not live here. She lives with her husband in the UAE. But she is here now. I am listening to some arabic song which I do not know. I have nothing else to do.

Someone......I care about has left. She is on a vacation with her family. I do not know when she is coming back. I miss her. I want to see her. I have not seen her in a long time. There is no one else I care about. Only her. I love her. And I want to see her.

I am a blogger,
a son,
a brother,
a cousin,
a nephew,
a grandchild,
a muslim,
an arab,
a student,
a teenager,
a man,
and a human.

It is 8:20 A.M. And my friend has not yet come back.

2006-06-20T13:00:00.000+03:00

"You don't love me anymore and I hate that."

"What makes you say that ?"

"You're pushing me away. Why ?"

"I'm not."

"Yes you are. You stopped calling me and texting me. You ignore my messages. You ignore me. Why ?"

"I.....don't know. I....need to see you in person. I need to talk to you in person."

"............."

"What ?"

"I can't do that. I'm sorry."

"Why ?"

"Because I'm leaving soon. And I don't want you to see me cry."

"You know we can't fix this unless we talk in person."

"I can't."

"What now then ?"

"Well I don't wanna do this anymore. Maybe I've been wasting my time. Maybe we weren't meant to be. Maybe I should stop looking for love and try letting it find me."

"And if it's staring right at you in the eyes ?"

"I thought that. Turned out my eyes were playing tricks on me."

"You know what ? Fuck all of this. Fuck me for caring, fuck me for thinking this can go on, fuck me for wanting to see so we can talk this over, fuck me for wasting my time. You will NEVER change and fuck me for thinking you can. Do whatever you wanna do....I don't give a fuck anymore."

"I'm sorry."

"............."

"You deserve better. I'm not the nicest girl or the prettiest girl and I don't keep my promises. I would take everything back in a heartbeat if I could."

"............."

"Say something. Anything. Just tell me what's happening with you."

"............."

"You're so cold hearted you know that ?"

"You made me like this."

"If you love me then you'll tell me. Anything. Just say anything."

"............."

"You know what ? Fuck all of this. Fuck me for caring, fuck me for thinking this can go on, fuck me for wanting to see so we can talk this over, fuck me for wasting my time. You will NEVER change and fuck me for thinking you can. Do whatever you wanna do....I don't give a fuck anymore."

Different Uses of the Word FUCK

2006-06-18T01:50:00.000+03:00

Perhaps one of the most interesting words in the English language today is the word FUCK.
Out of all the English words that begin with the letter "F", Fuck is the only one refered to as :
The "F" Word.
It's the one magical word, just by it's sound one can describe : pain, pleasure, hate and love.
Fuck, as most words in the English language, is derived from German "Fliccen", which means "To strike."
In English, Fuck falls into many grammatical categories,

As a transitive verb for instance : "John fucked Shirley."
As an intransitive verb : "Shirley fucks."

It's meaning is not always sexual, it can be used as :

An adjective such as : "John's doing all the fucking work."
As part of an adverb : "Shirley talks too fucking much."
As an adverb enhancing an adjective : "Shirley is fucking beautiful."
As a noun : "I don't give a fuck."
As part of a word : "Abso-fucking-lutely." or "In-fucking-credible."
And, as almost every word in a sentence : "Fuck the fucking fuckers."

As you must realize, there aren't that many words with the versatility of the word Fuck, as in these examples describing situations such as :

Fraud : "I got fucked at the used car lot."
Dismay : "Aww fuck it."
Trouble : "I guess I'm really fucked now."
Aggression : "Don't fuck with me buddy."
Difficulty : "I don't understand this fucking question."
Inquiry : "Who the fuck was that ?"
Dissatisfaction : "I don't like what the fuck is going on here."
Inconfidence : "He's a fuck off."
Dismissal : "Why don't you go outside and play hide and go fuck yourself ?"

I'm sure you can think of many more examples. With all these multiuse applications, how can anyone be offended when you use the word. We say use this unique flexible word more often in your daily speech; It will identify the quality of your character immediately.

Say it loudly and proudly : FUCK YOU !!

Conversations In My Head

2006-06-17T09:33:00.000+03:00

[elmo] : Hey insane guy !! Long time no see. Where you been all this time ?
[insane guy] : Piss off. I've been busy and I'm sleepy.
[elmo] : Oh really ? Well tell me tell me !! I wanna know !!
[insane guy] : I was watching those idiots they call the Saudi team tie the ONLY GAME THEY CAN WIN IN THEIR GROUP AFTER THEY WERE WINNING. Also had to get some papers ready. Get off my back.
[elmo] : Don't worry insane guy. We can go to the second round !! What kind of papers ?
[insane guy] : For the driving school... Just got back from there. Gonna get a license. Gotta get back there by noon today and every day at FRIGGIN 7 AM. I'm really not up for this bas don't really have another choice.
[elmo] : Congrats insane guy !! Does this mean we can finally go out together ?
[insane guy] : No
[elmo] : Sorry didn't catch that ?
[insane guy] : NO
[elmo] : Oh ok. So where you going this summer ?
[insane guy] : I'm going to...............GERMANY BABY !!! WHOOOO !! WORLD CUP HERE COMES INSANE GUY !!!
[elmo] : Wow insane guy !! Can I come ?
[insane guy] : No
[elmo] : Whazzat ?
[insane guy] : NO
[elmo] : So what's the plan in germany ?
[insane guy] : Guess who's got a VIP ticket to the final match ? Insane guy that's who !! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAH *cough cough* HAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!!!!!
[elmo] : Come on insane guy !! Why can't I come with you ?
[insane guy] : Errr........Cus you're...uhh........You don't any balls that's why !!! I can't take people who don't have balls with me. Except if you're a girl . But you're not a girl are you ? No you aren't. So you can't come. Sorry.
[elmo] : But but but.......I had testicular cancer !! They had to cut em off !!
[insane guy] : Well......... Grow some back. All you need is 2 and you're set. I'm sure there are alot of places for balls tranplant.
[elmo] : Do you love me ?
[insane guy] : No.
[elmo] : btw what's your real name ? You never told me.
[insane guy] : 3absi.
[elmo] : 3absi the insane guy ?
[insane guy] : Yeah. You don't like it ?
[elmo] :No no. I love it
[insane guy] : Ashwa

Old Man's Mistake

2006-06-14T02:35:00.000+03:00

"I know how you are feeling."

".....No , you don't."

"There is no shame in what you are feeling... On the contrary... The fact that you can feel pain like this is your greatest strengh."

"My greatest strength is it ? You haven't got a clue... You don't know..."

"What don't I know ?"

"I don't wanna talk about how I feel, ok ? "

"Suffering like this proves you are still a man ! This pain is part of being human..."

"THEN I DON'T WANNA BE HUMAN !! I DON'T CARE !! I'VE HAD ENOUGH, I'VE SEEN ENOUGH, I WANT OUT, I WANT IT TO END, I DON'T CARE ANYMORE---"

"You do care. You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it."

"I DON'T !"

"Oh yes, you do. You have now lost your mother, your father, and the closest thing to a parent you have ever known. Of course you care."

"YOU DON'T KNOW HOW I FEEL !! YOU STANDING THERE--- YOU...

Let me out."

"Not until I've had my say."

"Do you--- Do you think I want to--- Do you think I give a--- I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU'VE GOT TO SAY !!"

"You will, because you are not nearly as angry with me as you ought to be. If you are to attack me, as I know you are close to doing, I would like to have thoroughly earned it.... You see I owe you an explanation. An explanation of an old man's mistakes. For I see now that what I have done, and not done, with regard to you, bear all the hallmarks of the failings of age. Youth cannot know how age thinks and feels. But old men are guilty if they forget what it was to be young... And I seem to have forgotten lately... "

The Raven

2006-06-13T16:19:00.000+03:00

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
`'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more.'

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore -
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore -
Nameless here for evermore.

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
`'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door -
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; -
This it is, and nothing more,'

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
`Sir,' said I, `or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you' - here I opened wide the door; -
Darkness there, and nothing more.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before
But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, `Lenore!'
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, `Lenore!'
Merely this and nothing more.

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
`Surely,' said I, `surely that is something at my window lattice;
Let me see then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore -
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; -
'Tis the wind and nothing more!'

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore.
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door -
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door -
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
`Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, `art sure no craven.
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the nightly shore -
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning - little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door -
Bird or beast above the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as `Nevermore.'

But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only,
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered -
Till I scarcely more than muttered `Other friends have flown before -
On the morrow will he leave me, as my hopes have flown before.'
Then the bird said, `Nevermore.'

Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
`Doubtless,' said I, `what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore -
Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore
Of "Never-nevermore."'

But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door;
Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore -
What this grim, ungainly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking `Nevermore.'

This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er,
She shall press, ah, nevermore!

Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.
`Wretch,' I cried, `thy God hath lent thee - by these angels he has sent thee
Respite - respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore!
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

`Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! -
Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted -
On this home by horror haunted - tell me truly, I implore -
Is there - is there balm in Gilead? - tell me - tell me, I implore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

`Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore -
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels named Lenore -
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels named Lenore?'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

`Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!' I shrieked upstarting -
`Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken! - quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore!

-Edgar Allan Poe.

Mudhole ? Slimy ? My home this is !!

2006-06-11T13:54:00.000+03:00

"Jedi Master Yoda (896 BBY–4 ABY) Yoda, who is 66cm tall, is one of the senior members of the Jedi Council and arguably the wisest and most powerful Jedi of his time, even toward his demise, though the toll of his great age is noticeable. Over his lifetime, Yoda trains several notable Jedi, including Count Dooku, Mace Windu, Obi-Wan Kenobi (partially, before Qui-Gon Jinn took over with Obi-Wan's training), Ki-Adi-Mundi and Luke Skywalker. Before the Great Jedi Purge, he had trained almost every Jedi in the Galaxy since he instructed all younglings in the Jedi Temple before they were assigned to a master (c. 800 BBY to 19 BBY)."

Any 66 cm Jedi Knight who can kick ass like this guy and talk like he does is alright in my book. Plus he's green and...uhhh....he has a friggin lightsaber !!

"Size matters not. Look at me. Judge me by my size do you ?"

That...shouldn't be comin out of you lil guy.

Yes I do know that I'm a dork.

Graduation

2006-06-11T13:38:00.000+03:00

A real good friend of mine is graduating in a couple of days, and regretfully I can't be there. So she showed me her speech, which I'm sharing with ya'll cus I think it kicks ass. Enjoy :

"Many people believe that the heart begins as a whole. They believe that when they encounter the most amazing of people or places they give a piece of their heart to it…a means to remember. I, on the other hand, feel differently. I believe the heart is broken up into millions of pieces. I believe that the world is scattered with those pieces; that they are in the hands of strangers we have yet to meet and places we have yet to encounter. With each experience, with each new found piece, we become who we are.

Look upon the faces of each person on this stage today. They are the brightest minds, the most wonderful people, the most sensitive hearts, the wittiest tongues, and each of them has held a piece of my heart. So looking amongst the thousands of words, sayings, and quotes I could not possibly find one proper way to say goodbye. To be completely honest I don’t think I can say goodbye.

Here we stand prepared to walk away from all the familiarity in our worlds: the routine of each passing high school day, the comfort of family and the reassurance of home, and all the friends who made each priceless memory precious that not even the longest goodbye can render. As I look out onto the crowd I am overwhelmed by the memories that rush in at the sight of a single familiar face. But even memories don’t know goodbyes.

Goodbye suggests the end. But even as we stand here graduating it is not an end. Bahrain, our home, our families, our friends; all things absolutely priceless. All things imprinted in our memories so that with every step that we take, we can never forget where we began.

Congratulations Class of 2006! We did it!"

Congrats Deenz !! Ya finally did it !! I'll be comin to visit you soon enough ;)

~~~ I'd also like to give a shout out to lamo0o and Ga6wa. You know who you are, and I'm the guy in the shorts =D ~~~

I Think...

2006-06-09T14:54:00.000+03:00

...therefore I am aware of myself, and if I am aware of myself I must know that I am a separate entity, aware of and therefore apart from my surroundings; but true knowledge must be complete, connected, indivisible; so separation into subject and object, self and surroundings means distance from knowledge, consequently uncertainty and doubt.

Testify

2006-06-09T13:17:00.000+03:00

She walk into the court her knees buckle
Saying for a man to survive he needn't hustle
Seen and been through struggle her whole life
Made a transition from being his ho to his wife
Stifling, the night up end the ATF bust in
Her daddy was a hustla so she love them
Looked at the jury how can they judge him, she screamed

Before you lock my love away, before you lock my love away
Before you lock my love away, before you lock my love away
Please let me testify

Fear in her chest her face in tears, had her man's back, he was facing years
In her name though the place was his
They trying to take everything except the kids
But years she been through stumbling fights
While he trying to hustle that white
Up all night wondering if he's alive
Seeing him tried she bubbled inside and screamed

Before you lock my love away, before you lock my love away
Before you lock my love away, before you lock my love away
Please let me testify

The judge called for order the court reporter makin her words shorter
His lawyer sat next to him, she could see how the trial was affecting him
It hurt for her eyes to connect with him, using her lies for protecting him
They arrested him for murder, and gun possession
As they read back her confession she screamed

Before you lock my love away, before you lock my love away
Before you lock my love away, before you lock my love away
Please let me testify

The court awaited as the foreman got the verdict from the bailiff
Emotional outbursts tears and smeared makeup
He stated, he was guilty on all charges
She's shaking like she took it the hardest
A spin artist, she brought her face up laughing
That's when the prosecutor realized what happened
All that speaking her mind testifying and crying
When this bitch did the crime- the queenpin...

-Common

Summer is Here...

2006-06-08T14:35:00.001+03:00

...and I'm not really feeling anything right now. It's kinda anti-climatic : the exams, the anticipation...POW !! Then nothing really. I'll admit last night was completely CRAZY in terms of fun and stuff to do.
Suggestion: Don't drive around the WHOLE city picking up your friends, who are in staggeringly different states of mind, and squeezing them in one car to take them to a party. It's just not worth it.
But now that summer is actually here, it's kinda like...so ?
I don't think I'm going anywhere this year, so I gotta find a way to entertain myself. There is the World Cup...but 64 matches over 1 month don't exactly fill your time.
96 hours of football...in 744 hours of a month. Lets say 8 hours of sleep every night so that's...496 - 96 = 400 hours of free time in ONE month. About 16.6 days of absolutetly nothing to do.

Anybody got any ideas ?

P.S : John Mayer is the best rocker alive. Anybody who disagrees must die. Painfully.

Have you ever...

2006-06-05T18:26:00.001+03:00

I can't really think of anything to post, so I'm tagging myself. Got the idea from Baroque.

Have you ever:

(x) Smoked a cigarette (a9di8a2 el soo2)

( ) Crashed a friend's car (Almost did...bl sheraton kaman =s)

(x) Stolen a car (Not stolen as in from the street...as in "borrowed" a friend's car)

(x) Been in love

( ) Been dumped

(x) Shoplifted (Gum from Meed =D)

( ) Been fired

(x) Been in a fist fight (I'm a teen living in Riyadh; What do you think ?!)

(x) Snuck out of your parent's house (Ahhh summer nights....)

(x) Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back (It's called a "Crush" )

(x) Been arrested (I didn't so anything wrong. Honest !!)

(x) Gone on a blind date (Not really blind as in she knew me and I didn't)

(x) Lied to a friend (Comes like breathing =p)

(x) Skipped school (To stay home and study; Revision week)

( ) Seen someone die

( ) Been to Canada

( ) Been to Mexico

(x) Been on a plane (.....)

(x) Purposely set a part of yourself on fire (LOOOL YEAH !! My finger =s)

( ) Eaten sushi

( ) Been skiing (Never even saw snow =( )

(x) Met someone from the Internet (Ranks with the best things I ever did...started something beautiful it did)

( ) Been to a concert (Never had the pleasure)

(x) Taken painkillers (Every single day)

(x) Love someone or miss someone right now (SWISS CHEESE !! Where you at homie ?!)

(x) Laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by (Boredom seeping through my nose)

( ) Had a tea party

( ) Flown a kite

( ) Built a sand castle

( ) Gone puddle jumping (What's puddle jumping ?)

( ) Played dress up

( ) Jumped into a pile of leaves

( ) Gone sledging

(x) Cheated while playing a game (h333, balot with jesus, freddy and 3asaf =p)

(x) Been lonely (I'm always left home alone)

(x) Fallen asleep at work/school (Physics class..I never knew thee)

( ) Used a fake ID (Got one...haven't used it though....yet)

(x) Watched the sun set

( ) felt an earthquake

( ) Slept beneath the stars

(x) Been tickled (side of my tummy...very ticklish)

( ) Been robbed

(x) Been misunderstood (constantly!)

(x) Petted a reindeer/goat/kangaroo (LOOOL ! Stupid q...a goat)

( ) Won a contest

(x) Run a red light/stop sign (I have to if I want to get anywhere in these stupid streets)

(x) Been suspended from school (Two days for fighting..my parents didn't find out, so I just went to school as normal then chilled at a buddy's house =D)

(x) Been in a car crash (Too many times to count)

( ) Had braces (Thank God !!)

(x) Felt like an outcast/third person (Was a third wheel on a date...a bit awkward =s)

(x) Eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night (HOt sweaty summer nights...)

(x) Had déjà vu (I see things in my dreams...pretty freaky)

( ) Danced in the moonlight

(x) Witnessed a crime (loool yeah once I was in this mobile phone shop and this guy came in and ripped an Apache phone and just ran. His buddy's were outside waiting in the getaway car)

(x) Questioned your heart

( ) Been obsessed with post-it notes

(x) Squished mud through your bare feet (Imagined it was chocolate)

(x) Been lost (With a guy who can't even give directions to his house =s If you just try to help, remember to keep some cab money on you)

(x) Been on the opposite side of the country (Jeddah Khobar)

(x) Been on the opposite side of the world, or close (Australia !! 1999)

(x) Swam in the ocean (Maldives, 2002)

(x) Felt like dying (People say I'm too depressing sometimes)

( ) Cried yourself to sleep

(x) Played cops and robbers (7absha !!)

( ) Recently colored with crayons

( ) Sang karaoke

(x) Paid for a meal with only coins (Shawerma with spare coins hidden in the car)

(x) Done something you told yourself you wouldn't (Oh Yes)

(x) Made prank phone calls (Did it to a guy's house; His mom called the cops =s)

(x) Laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose (Coke !! and Milk !!)

( ) Caught a snowflake on your tongue

(x) Danced in the rain (Ahh the days of yonder...)

( ) Written a letter to Santa Claus

( ) Been kissed under the mistletoe

( ) Watched the sun rise with someone you care about

( ) Blown bubbles

(x) Made a bonfire on the beach (does bar count ??)

(x) Crashed a party (HEHEHE YEAH, Diplomatic Quarter here I come !!)

(x) Gone roller-skating (Zamaaaan....)

(x) Had a wish come true

( ) Jumped off a bridge

College, Where Art Thou ?

2006-06-04T00:15:00.000+03:00

Why is it everytime I want something from my parents, I have to LITERALLY BEG for it ?! Do they get some sick twisted pleasure from it ?! What pisses me off that it happens EVERY SINGLE TIME. 5ara 3aly y6lb shay mnhm... Things like that are what make people snap and go on homicidal rages through schools. I'm betting this is what made those stupid Columbine guys do what they did...

Don't they know the meaning of humility ?!
humility (as in "trait") n. : a disposition to be humble; a lack of false pride,

That means you don't have to remind me of everything you ever did for me when I ask something else.

"Uhh can I get some money please ?"
"Didn't we give you some last week ?! And the week before that ?!"
"Well you do know that money's for spending....right ?"
"Don't be a smart ass !! And no you can't get any money !! Now let me read my paper in silence !!"

Granted my problem is alot bigger than money, but it still goes with the same rhythm.

"Uhhh...I'd like to get *******."
"Alright sure, but go cut your hair first, then I'll think about it."
"WHAT ?! What does my hair have to do with anything ?!"
"It's too messy and it reflects badly on us."
"?!?!?!?!? Wsh da5alkm bshakly ana ?! Ma 3alaikm mnni law sama7too !!"
"You're not getting ***** till you cut your hair."
"But I just cut it last month when I wanted **** !!"
"DON'T ARGUE WITH US !!! DO WHAT WE SAY !! MA GD SAMA3T B BR EL WALEDAYN ?! 7INNA NBEE MA9LA7TK !! NOW GO CUT IT !!"
"You know what I don't want anything anymore. Thanks for nothing."
"Yeah piss off and let me read my paper in silence. And cut your hair."

Needless to say, this is a monthly event for us. And I'm not exactly gay about it. So what am I gonna do ??

Absolutely nothing. Cus I have to keep up with this shit for one more year. After that, I'm scott free.

Exam Report.

2006-06-03T11:45:00.000+03:00

I screwed up. Big. Had physics and tafseer. Didn't really open the tafseer, thinking it's easy and I got time to study it between the two exams. Turned out to be not the smartest thing to do. I think I made some new theological...evidence of....things. Handed in a recyclable paper with many, many blanks in it.

Physics on the other hand...Turned out to be suprisingly easy. Regretfully I didn't sleep last night. At all. Don't really know what I did, but the plan was to study. To anyone who ever walked in an exam without resting, you know what I'm talking about.

So that's 2 shit exams in one day, with 5 more to go.

Allah y9aberni bas.

Brain Fart

2006-06-03T03:37:00.000+03:00

I hate exams. They really are worthless. I don't know how to cook. I'd love to learn though. I have lots of pics on my comp. Lots of files too. You can say i'm a packrat. I don't know why I keep them. But I just do. Whatever happened to those stupid lists they wrote about girls and guys ? I don't think I appeared in one of those. I guess that's a bad thing. Shows you how unpopular I was. But I think I got time. Damn my beard itches. I hate going to the barber. He talks WAY too much. Problem is I can't really get what he's saying. So just nod my head and laugh occasionally. Last time I went he asked for a phone. I'm thinkin WTF ?! but I told him : "Yeah ok, ummmmmm I'll check it out." That was in February. I think I'm gonna go back there. Get my end-of the-year shave. Tennis balls rock. They just do. The doctor told me I need to lose weight. So now I gotta shave off 20 kgs to be at my ideal weight. 20 kgs is kinda alot right ? I never saw snow in my life. I need to smack someone with a snowball. I read way too many books. People think I'm not "the reading type". What the crap is a reading type ?! Do I need to act like a geek and never leave home to be a reading type ?! Oh if they only knew....I love BK fries and Big Kings. Also Quarter Pounders. I know this guy who doesn't have a social life. AT ALL. Doesn't even have a TV in his house. Really. Spends all his time in the mosque f 7ala8at ta7fee'6. Now that's just wrong. He shouldn't spend ALL his time there. But he does. Allah ywafga. Family guy rocks. I think I'm going to Egypt for a wedding on Wednesday. But I don't wanna go on Wednesday !! I need to convince my pop to get us a plane ticket for Thursday morning. The wedding's Thursday evening anyways. So that's one night of REALLY hard partying then coming back here. Not bad. My jedi name is MURMO GHRIY. My sith name is DARTH MOHGHO RIYMMO. Don't ask. I'm a Mac user btw. I love football. I hope England takes the World Cup. Saudis as usual get passed around like a little bitch and leave without their honor. They really should stop going there. Sometimes I hear things. No really. Ya3ni I hear my phone ring when its not ringing. And I hear el 2athaan when there isn't one. Is that normal? I think they're should be a law where everyone has to know how play Winning Eleven. Now that would knock my socks off. I gotta get back to studying. I got physics and tafseer. I hate exams. They really are worthless.

Fan Runs Onto Pitch To Embraces Brazilian Striker Ronaldinho During Training Session In Switzerland.

2006-06-01T09:55:00.000+03:00

Lucky bastard.

The Greatest Invention of Mankind.

2006-05-31T00:08:00.000+03:00

The Tennis Ball.

Yes, a normal, basic, everyday, yellow greenish white stripped Tennis Ball.

It's the best pressure reliever money could buy.

Just try to stop banging it on the wall once you start.

It's the star of Tennis, Squash and Lotball.

A source of entertainment for millions worldwide.

It caused a goddamn war for cryin out loud !!

"The gift of tennis balls offered to Henry in Shakespeare's Henry V is portrayed as the final insult which re-ignites the Hundred Years' War between England and France.

When we have match'd our rackets to these balls,
We will, in France, by God's grace, play a set"

Tock.
Pop.
Tock.
Pop.
Tock.
Pop.

What more could you ask for ?

O Captain ! My Captain !

2006-05-29T20:39:00.000+03:00

O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills;
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding;
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck,
You’ve fallen cold and dead.

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won;
Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

-Walt Whitman

Bombs Away !!

2006-05-29T20:37:00.000+03:00

Little Red Riding Hood

2006-05-29T13:02:00.000+03:00

A little girl was told to bring bread and milk to her grandmother. As she was walking through the wood, a wolf came up to her and asked her where she was going.

"To Grandmother's house."

The wolf ran off and arrived first at the house. He killed the grandmother, poured her blood into a bottle and sliced her flesh onto a plate. Then he got into her nightclothes and waited in bed.

Knock knock.

"Come in my dear."

"I've brought you some bread and milk, Grandmother."

"Have something yourself, my darling. There is meat and wine in the pantry."

The little girl ate what was offered. As she did, a little cat said:

"Slut ! To eat the flesh and drink the blood of your Grandmother !"

Then the wolf said :

"Undress and get into bed with me."

"Where shall I put my skirt ?"

"Throw it on the fire; you won't need it anymore."

For each garment, petticoat, bodice and stockings, the girl asked the same question, and the wolf replied: "Throw it on the fire; you won't need it anymore."
When the girl got into bed she said:

"Grandmother...How hairy you are."

"It keeps me warmer, my dear."

"Oh Grandmother, what long nails you have."

"They are for scratching myself, my dear."

"Oh Grandmother, what big teeth you have."

"They are for eating you, my dear."

And he ate her.

No one's perfect; well there was this one guy, but we killed him, possibly because we felt threatened.

2006-05-28T22:31:00.000+03:00

"Let's just say that if complete and utter chaos was lightning, he'd be the sort to stand on a hilltop in a thunderstorm wearing wet copper armour and shouting 'All gods are bastards'." -- Rincewind about Twoflower, The Colour of Magic by Terry Pratchett

Hehehe.

No to Biology, Yes to Sex Ed !!

2006-05-28T20:12:00.000+03:00

It sucks. It's too long. Half of it is crap that has no practical use anyways. I mean who gives a crap about stupid collenchyne and sclenrenchyme tissues ?! Nobody that's who !!

So why are we studying it again ? Because the moronic people who wrote the moronic book thought that it's important. How bout teaching us some sex education instead ?! Now that's a class no one's forgetting...especially if theres a practical test on it =D That's a test I doubt anyone would fail =p

Plus it stays with you for the rest of your days...Maybe you'll remember it before you get bnt jeerankm pregnant. Also a big help for high school girls getting married. Saves them time to...learn the ropes I suppose.

So how bout it wise and kind men of the Ministry of Education ? Give it some thought mmmk ?

Hell.....Or something like it.

2006-05-28T09:27:00.000+03:00

11 days.
Saturday till Wednesday.
Thats's 11 days of blood, chocalate, sweat, pressure, insomnia, cookies, red bulls and notes affectionatly known as "The Finals".

Then we're free...free in the beautiful breezy weather of this wonderful city of ours. If you didn't notice i'm ecstatic. Really I am.

The problems really start with the report card. Even if you didn't fail anything and got a B+ average, it's still not good enough. "Why didn't you do better in **** ?! and ***** and ****** ?!?!" Needless to say parents aren't that excited.

But you're only waiting for the day you leave for wherever you're going to. Till then, you have absolutely nothing to do except drive around in your car with the busted a.c sweating like a pig until you find a pool that has colorfuly exotic creatures swimming with you to cool off for a bit.

Then you get back in your car to start sweating again so you go to one of the malls you can't get into all year long because it's a family place and no you and your cousins aren't considered a "family" to cool off but you get kicked out because you're wearing shorts and they don't listen when you tell them you just want to eat so you start to get mad and scream at the poor security guard who just started his new job so the cops come and give you a little ride in their small ass car for causing a disturbance.

So now you're squeezed with 4 other guys in the back of a Lumina with your face squished up against the window while the cop just drives around aimlessly because the station is too far and he doesn't want to go there just now.

When you finally get dropped off you're temporarily blinded by the influx of air and you're sweating a goddamn marathon runner and you smell like an egg sandwich thats been left with a skunk to play with in a trunk for a couple of years.

Now you're stuck at the station with poor crying indians picked up for walking in the street when the cops were bored and 63oos and drunken 63oos and 63oos who are high and every kind 63s you can imagine, all packed in one small room with NO a.c.

You take out your phone to call your dad so he can bail you out but then you remember he's still pissed at your grades so you call your older cousin only to find out he's in 5obar partying with all your other cousins and they were gonna invite you but some things came up and they forgot about you so now you no one to bail you out.

And then you notice the guy next to you is looking at you mighty suspiciously so you try to change your place but you don't go anywhere cus your 63s friend looks like Goldylocks compared to the other people there even though he's missing his two front teeth and he looks like he cooks with the grease from his hair so you try to make a friend of him but all he wants is your phone so he can say hi to his dad who's in china to buy DVD players cus he's opening a new electronics store and my new 63sy friend is his manager.

5 hours into waiting you go into the captain's office and start screaming like you got a death wish and luckily he's not really in the mood for you so he gives you your I.D and kicks you out of the station before you get to say goodbye to Mslaa6 and Morsi (your 63sy friend and his egyptian brother from another mother) because they're getting shipped off to jail for trying to illegally sell 3arag (saudi made booze if anyones curious) as mineral water from Fiji and painting stray cats to sell as exotic lynxes and baby tigers.

It's 3 am. You check your phone to find it off cus your stupid charger broke 2 days ago and you forgot to buy a new one so theres no battery in your phone. You drive home to find your dad waiting for you at the door aiming with his shoe to bang you in the head for coming home at 3:45 so you start telling him what happened and he settles for screaming at you and blaming you for everything that happened even though you told him about the broken a.c. 7 weeks ago and he didn't really care about it.

Finally, you get to bed and you lie down and think "Well that wasn't the worst start to the summer." At that moment, a crazy idiot crashes into your house's outside wall, wrecking both his car and yours in the process. He jumps out and runs. Turns out his car wasn't really his car, it was stolen 7 hours ago when he jumped a poor Indonesian guy with both grandma and granddaughter in the back of the car. Kicked em out and ran like the wind. Also, your insurance ran out last week so you're pretty much screwed.

Oh well.

Shit happens.

Interesting Quotes

2006-05-26T00:42:00.000+03:00

To be governed is to be watched over, inspected, spied upon, directed, legislated at, regulated, docketed, indoctrinated, preached at, controlled, assessed, weighed, censored, ordered about. Such is government, such is justice, such is morality.

(Regretfully tis the reality in most Arab countries)

King reigns; Patriarch commands; soldier fights; citizen works for all 3; lawyer confuses all 4; doctor messes up all 5; pharmacist banes all 6; priest blesses the burial of all 7; untertaker buries all 8; Devil takes all 9 and Woman deceives all 10 !

(Interesting. Need to think about that)

The more you study, the more you know, the more you know, the more you forget, the more you forget, the less you know. So why study?

(Makes sense....in some stupid way)

There is more stupidity than hydrogen in the universe, and it has a longer shelf life.

Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former.

(Einstein's words. Oh so true)

There is nothing in our book, The Qur’an, that teaches us to suffer peacefully. Our religion teaches us to be intelligent. Be peaceful, be courteous, obey the law, respect everyone, but, if someone puts his hand on you, send him to the cemetery. That's a good religion.

(Malcolm X's point of view. Not true I say. Comments ? )

Philosophy, n. A route of many roads leading from nowhere to nothing.

HISTORY, n. An account mostly false, of events mostly unimportant, which are brought about by rulers mostly knaves, and soldiers mostly fools.

(Kinda pessimistic isn't it?)

The dissenter is every human being at those moments of his life when he resigns momentarily from the herd and thinks for himself.

(That's us bloggers !!)

In God we trust, all others we virus scan.

(Very...trusting)

The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity.

(Realities of living in Riyadh)

Education is the ability to listen to almost anything without losing your temper or your self-confidence.

(Exactly on the spot)

Peace is a lie, there is only passion.
Through passion, I gain strength.
Through strength, I gain power.
Through power, I gain victory.
Through victory, my chains are broken.
The Force shall free me.

There is no emotion, there is peace.
There is no ignorance, there is knowledge.
There is no passion, there is serenity.
There is no chaos, there is harmony.
There is no death, there is the Force.

(What do you think folks ? Which one is truer ?)

We call that person who has lost his father, an orphan; and a widower that man who has lost his wife. But that man who has known the immense unhappiness of losing a friend, by what name do we call him? Here every language is silent and holds its peace in impotence.

(True)

Now a question of etiquette: as I pass, do I give you the ass or the crotch?

(I'd go with the ass)

You can swallow a pint of blood before you get sick.

(Uhh....Thats.....Something I didn't know =s)

FUNNIEST.SITE.EVER

2006-05-25T01:37:00.000+03:00

Ppl, you seriously need to check this out. I DARE ANYONE to read at least one of these and not laugh . My favorites :

[Guo_Si] Hey, you know what sucks?
[TheXPhial] vaccuums
[Guo_Si] Hey, you know what sucks in a metaphorical sense?
[TheXPhial] black holes
[Guo_Si] Hey, you know what just isn't cool?
[TheXPhial] lava?

(Was this guy born stupid or is he just trying to piss his friend off ?? )

[xterm] The problem with America is stupidity. I'm not saying there should be a capital punishment for stupidity, but why don't we just take the safety labels off of everything and let the problem solve itself?

(Now wouldn't that be interesting ? I'd like to see the kid who thinks he can fly when wearing a Superman costume =D :evil: try applying it to these )

[Ben174] : If they only realized 90% of the overtime they pay me is only cause i like staying here playing with Kazaa when the bandwidth picks up after hours.
[ChrisLMB] : If any of my employees did that they'd be fired instantly.
[Ben174] : Where u work?
[ChrisLMB] : I'm the CTO at LowerMyBills.com
*** Ben174 (BenWright@TeraPro33-41.LowerMyBills.com) Quit (Leaving)

(BUSTED !!!!!)

[T-Wolf] man, my girlfriend left me for some faggot named robert
[RdAwG20] you don't live in Hope mills do you?
[T-Wolf] ya, why man?
[RdAwG20] lol, just wondering, was her namne alisson?
[T-Wolf] you mother fucker

(I'd like to see that played out in real life :evil:)

[i8b4uUnderground] d-_-b
[BonyNoMore] how u make that inverted b?
[BonyNoMore] wait
[BonyNoMore] never mind

(Dumbass)

[tag] Ouroboros: lets play Pong
[Ouroboros] Ok.
[tag] | .
[Ouroboros] . |
[tag] | .
[Ouroboros] . |
[tag] | .
[Ouroboros] | .
[Ouroboros] Whoops

(Seriously guys, have you nothing better to do ? )

[UKDJ|Planet] I swear to god
[UKDJ|Planet] I've just heard a duck tell a joke
[Jock] o...k
[UKDJ|Planet] there was as group of ducks on a pond near where i live
[UKDJ|Planet] one of the ducks was quacking away looking straight at a group of like 10 ducks
[UKDJ|Planet] then he stopped and all the other ducks went mental
[UKDJ|Planet] it looked just like duck stand-up comedy

(..................come again ? )

[death09] my girlfriend broke up with me and sent me pix of her and her new boyfriend in bed
[ktp753] ouch.
[death09] yeah.i sent them to her dad

(BUSTEEEEED !!!!!!!! OUCH =S)

[Batty] Euch, rap is just missing one letter. c.
[zeep] rapc?
[Batty] ...
[Batty] Crap you idiot. you put the c on the other end
[zeep] oic
[Batty] Though you could also say it's missing an e
[zeep] wtf is erap?
* Batty bangs his head repeatedly against a wall

(stupidstupidstupidstupidstupidstupidstupid...yet strangely hilarious)

[frank] can you help me install GTA3?
[knightmare] first, shut down all programs you aren't using
frank has quit IRC. (Quit)
[knightmare] ...

(LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL !!!!)

[kyourek] There was a 23% drop in temperature.
[nappyjallapy] That's almost 25%!
[kyourek] ... That was one of the most worthless comments I've ever heard

(...................)

[Cthon98] hey, if you type in your pw, it will show as stars
[Cthon98] ********* see!
[AzureDiamond] hunter2
[AzureDiamond] doesnt look like stars to me
[Cthon98] *******
[Cthon98] thats what I see
[AzureDiamond] oh, really?
[Cthon98] Absolutely
[AzureDiamond] you can go hunter2 my hunter2-ing hunter2
[AzureDiamond] haha, does that look funny to you?
[Cthon98] lol, yes. See, when YOU type hunter2, it shows to us as *******
[AzureDiamond] thats neat, I didnt know IRC did that
[Cthon98] yep, no matter how many times you type hunter2, it will show to us as *******
[AzureDiamond] awesome!
[AzureDiamond] wait, how do you know my pw?
[Cthon98] er, I just copy pasted YOUR ******'s and it appears to YOU as hunter2 cause its your pw
[AzureDiamond] oh, ok.

(Can someone really be THIS DUMB ?! he actually believed him !!)

[anamexis] oh man
[anamexis] I was opening a coke, right
--> Beefpile (~mbeefpile@cloaked.wi.rr.com) has joined #themacmind
[anamexis] and it exploded
[anamexis] ALMOST all over my keyboard
[anamexis] but I got it away just in time
<-- Beefpile has quit (sick fuckers)
[anamexis] :<

(Hilarious though disgusting)

[DeadMansHand] haha, last night, me and pete went out to celebrate his engagement and got hugely drunk
[DeadMansHand] we got this great idea to bury eachother in the sand close to the water and see who would chicken out first
[DeadMansHand] took about a half hour, but the water got up to my face so i freaked and got out
[DeadMansHand] i looked around for pete and he must've chickened out before me and stumbled home or something heh
[DeadMansHand] What'd he say when he woke up this morning?
[Thirteen-] uhh.. he hasn't come home yet.. i thought he was staying with you?
[DeadMansHand] holy fuck.
[DeadMansHand] i fucking hope im wrong about what im thinking right now
[DeadMansHand] im fucking going back to the beach to make sure
[DeadMansHand] if he gets home, call me, i don't want to be worrying about this
[Thirteen-] will do. you better hope he's not still buried, you'll be in deep shit.
quit: (DeadMansHand)
[Tyran] wtf? pete came home last night you fuck. Ken's going to be worrying about this shit all day
[Thirteen-] haha yea, but it will be fun while it lasts
join: (PeteRepeat) (bob@3F8C4655.11D1C8C.18637D35.IP)
[PeteRepeat] fucking ken
[PeteRepeat] ken... that fucker buried me in the sand last night, i ran off about 5 minutes to it, left him there to be an idiot
[quiqsilver] pete, ken didn't come back last night, i thought he was with you.
[PeteRepeat] oh fuck.
[PeteRepeat] if ken shows up, make sure he doesn't know that im at the beach digging for his body. i don't want him to think i care or anything.
quit: (PeteRepeat)
[Thirteen-] rofl. Those 2 are going to get a huge surprise when they meet at the beach.
[Tyran] i can't beleive how perfect their timing was

(That's why you should never leave your friends)

[DragonflyBlade21]: A woman has a close male friend. This means that he is probably interested in her, which is why he hangs around so much. She sees him strictly as a friend. This always starts out with, you're a great guy, but I don't like you in that way. This is roughly the equivalent for the guy of going to a job interview and the company saying, You have a great resume, you have all the qualifications we are looking for, but we're not going to hire you. We will, however, use your resume as the basis for comparison for all other applicants. But, we're going to hire somebody who is far less qualified and is probably an alcoholic. And if he doesn't work out, we'll hire somebody else, but still not you. In fact, we will never hire you. But we will call you from time to time to complain about the person that we hired.

(Ohh so true...)

too tired to write this but check it out

got anything funnier ?

Sordid Society: Prejudice*

2006-05-24T10:39:00.000+03:00

Celebrated and famous psychologist Sigmund Freud once said that the greatest motivator of humankind and human behavior is fear.

And it never ceases to amaze me how society embraces this concept, albeit somewhat unconsciously.

Everyday, we pass judgment on someone, even if we don't even know whom he or she is actually like. You know the feeling. You may not even have to be actually seeing the person. Possibly you heard a story from a friend or a rumor that is spreading widely. Maybe even when you see what they have written.

Now, of course, many people will say here that they aren't prejudiced at all. And that is a load of crap. We are naturally born to judge what we like and don't like. It is something that we gain through the experiences in our lives and what we are exposed to. We cannot help it, since it is ingrained in us somewhat instinctively to discriminate. One such case is the classic fire example. When you were a small child, and your guardian told you not to touch the fire, whether it is the flame on the stove or somewhere else, what was the first thing you did? You touched it. And you got burned. What happened?

You learned not to touch fire again. Why? You'd get hurt. And you don't want to get hurt. So? Don't touch the fire.

These experiences – experiences that are essentially traced back to the concept of fear – shape us. No doubt we all have had similar experiences other than the example I used to make this point. I myself happen to be prejudiced against grapefruit. Greatly against grapefruit. And maybe that is because of that silly diet my cousin tried a few years ago that I was also, forcibly, enforced to follow. What have I learned? Eating grapefruit everyday with a bit of cottage cheese and celery isn't a very nourishing meal every single day. Fear of starvation (yes, starvation, for I was young and my portions small) influenced my dislike. Also, that diet didn't work. I have the sneaking suspicion that my cousin was sneaking in food in at the time (like he normally does). I can't speak any ill of that, since I had done the same. And I won't deny that I would have died without those cookies my friend's mother sent me.

But I think we can all agree that those prejudices are otherwise harmless, even essential to the basic knowledge of an individual. If not, then we would probably be wondering why putting our hands in the fire burns all the time and continue to it all the time.

However, it is when prejudice is used to purposely hurt or damage when it is harmful. It has been done over the centuries and millennia of human consciousness. Let's imagine a small child falls down in the typical mind-numbingly normal park and begins to cry, but their mother isn't paying attention. A teenager goes to help the child up, possibly stop its bawling, having only good intentions in mind. But this teenager has a bad reputation in the neighborhood, isn't very well-known outside rumor, whose clothing isn't in very good shape and is seen as more than a little odd. What happens? The child's mother immediately comes into the situation and starts on the teenager, as if they were the cause. Thus, the teenager is left being falsely blamed for something he didn't do. All because he was immediately judged on stories about him and his appearance.

Happened to me on at least three occasions. I never figured out how I was always seen as the troublemaker, when my cousin is off toeing the line of the law. The irony of it all.

It isn't just on a local level either, but it is particularly glaring in the larger perspective of the world, especially in recent times. Prejudice was one of the major elements of the rise of Adolf Hitler of Nazi Germany and his discriminating views killed millions of innocent people, including Jews, gypsies, Slavs, homosexuals, and other groups. Segregation was a large part of the United States culture until it was outlawed in the mid-sixties, those of African descent separated from the whites in education, public transportation, facilities, and more. Apartheid in South Africa supported the whites of that country, 20% of that nation's people. And close to our own British history deals with India, where the untouchables were the lowest of the low and barely allowed into towns. And through out the times, women had been looked down upon as subordinate to men. It took inspirational leaders such as Martin Luther King, Jr., Nelson Mandela, Mahatmas Gandhi, and others to alert us to the way we were inhumanly treating these groups of people. But just because these people and more have alerted us to the problem, doesn't mean that it isn't there. We see it all the time, whether we tolerate it, disapprove of it, are part of it, are victimized from it.

But what motivates this behavior though? Is it some fear of feeling inferior and lowly? Why do we do this? Certainly, we don't want to hurt other people purposely. There must be some element of fear to keep others in a position that we have power over, so we feel more secure. Fear for our safety, does that motivate us to discriminate against others?

I wouldn't know. As you can probably judge, I'm not a psychologist and certainly not Freud.

I hope you walk away with something from this. Also, I apologize in advance to those who revere grapefruit and all grapefruity things as well the grapefruit industry. I have no intention of offending you, but see it from my position if you will. I would think that eating grapefruit for breakfast, lunch, and (yes, and) dinner continuously for little over a month gives me some kind of entitlement. Now, I implore you to make your judgment on this intrepid, aspiring, grapefruit-hating writer.

Do your worst.

---Harrison Evan

Makes many kinds of sense when applying it to normal, everyday life, doesn't it ?
As for me, I like to think of myself as not prejudiced against anyone. (except el hay2a..get into that later) but still if everyone realized that they have this kind of behavior, the world would be a better place.
Or a bit more bearable than it is now.
Maybe.
*(I didn't write this. That was Genesis. I'm just a big big fan.)

30 Questions i can't get out of my head (Part I)

2006-05-23T19:26:00.001+03:00

1) How come 75% of Kuwait's population are immigrants ?
2) Why are almost all Ittihad players black ?
3) And why does everyone hate al-Ittihad so much ?
4) On the same subject, why don't Saudis play profesionally in europe or something ?
5) Is our glorious national team expecting to win ANY game at the world cup ?
6) Why do people hate Chelsea ?
7) Why is the Saudi flag green ?
8) Why do Arabs think if anything bad happens that it's a jewish conspiracy ? =s
9) Why don't Iraqi people do what Gandhi did ?
10) Why do Najdis think they're better than everyone else ?
11) Why don't we have any theaters ? Get on with it already !!
12) Why did the chicken REALLY cross the road ?
13) Did AIDS really start when Africans humped monkeys ?
14) Which came 1st, the egg or chicken ?
15) Why do girls care so much about their toes ?
16) Why are wolves incredibly cool ?
17) Do Saudi girls actually WANNA drive ?
18) How come there aren't beter hospitals for mentally ill people ?
19) HOW THE HELL CAN ONE GUY AFFORD 4 WIVES AND # CHILDREN ON ONE SALARY ?!?!
20) Why aren't there any musical teaching classes here ?
21) Why are most Saudi women fat ?
22) Why are they cancelling Joey ?!
23) Do people still watch reality tv shows ?
24) Why is much of what is passed for music these days is crappy and sucks ?
25) And whats up with the RETARDED so-called artists showing up every day like weeds ? And their crappy music videos with ugly girls dancing around like slutty...sluts ?!
26) When are we gonna get to visit other Gulf states without passports ?
27) Why isnt there trees which grow money ?
28) Why isnt there cows that can fly ?
29) What if there was a holiday called "Sex Day" ?
30) And people actually celebrated it here in Saudi ? =D

Random

2006-05-22T10:05:00.000+03:00

"I Smoked

a Mexican

Because I was High"

Did you guys see this thing ? it rocks !!
Come on let's see how yours turns out :

Pick the month you were born in:
January--I kicked
February--I loved
March--I did the Macarena with
April--I played with
May--I choked on
June--I murdered
July--I sang to
August--I had lunch with
September--I danced with
October--I smoked
November--I yelled at
December--I ran over

Pick the day (number) you were born on:
1-------a paperclip
2-------a monster
3-------a phone
4-------a fork
5-------a gangster
6-------a Mexican
7-------my cell phone
8-------my dog
9-------my best friend's boyfriend
10-------my neighbor
11-------an I-pod
12-------a banana
13-------Chuck Norris
14-------a stuffed animal
15-------a goat
16-------a pickle
17-------your mom
18-------a spoon
19-------myself
20-------a football player
21-------a ninja
22-------a fireman
23-------a noodle
24-------a squirrel
25-------a baseball bat
26-------my sister
27-------my brother
28-------my science teacher
29-------a permanent marker
30-------a llama
31-------A homeless guy

Pick the color of shirt you are wearing:
White------Because I was high.
Black-------Because that's how I roll.
Pink--------Because I'm NOT homosexual.
Red---------Because the voices told me to.
Blue--------Because I'm sexy and do what I want
Green------Because I hate myself.
Purple------Because I'm cool.
Gray--------Because I was drunk
Yellow------Because someone offered me 1,000,000 dollars
Orange----Because I hate my family.
Other-------Because that's how I roll.
None------Because I cant control myself

Put the phrases together, type the phrase.
Whad u get ?

First Post !! WOOHOO !!

2006-05-22T09:16:00.000+03:00

Hey !! So this is my first post... expected some fireworks and pompous speeches given by loving fans, but oh well.
Anyway you can call me elmo or insane guy.... or whatever tickles you, I don't really mind.
I'm actually the worst writer EVER (had to farm out a french essay to the bio teacher once) but eventually you'll get used to me. Why am I writing this you ask ? well cus i'm in no mood for studying (finals start in 5 days !! yikes !!) and probably cus i'm up early. So sit back, check back here every now and then, and you may just find a new favorite person (highly optimistic you are insane guy)
peace.

NOTE: I'm insane guy and -----> he's elmo (hi !! I'm elmo)
Alternating personalities... nothing to worry about.