STAY AWAY

How bad could the people around impact you…

You go and say to your self how strong and willing you are and how “what ever what happens” you wont let people around you change who you really are. But guess what (YOU ARE WRONG)…

I my self was one of those people, I am in my own world living in my white quite shell until BOOOOM there she was.

Short chick she was (is). Big dull eyes, very small lips “not to be seen at all”, un recognized features I have to say. Always covered in black, way TOOOO skinny and so harsh tone of voice. To me she looks like an under covered witch. (surely this is all after so many incidents with her, I have to be fare some how).

When I first got to know her she seemed to me like a Mother Teresa (or at least she wanted to look like one). Caring, giving, warm and loving but behind you she could poke you with a hook saying it was he sister who did it.

Now skipping all the incidents which accord and from reading so many books about SAICOPATHES I began to wonder. When do they really need to be locked behind white rooms or bars? Do we really have to wait for them to kill some one or become literally insane for us to take an action?

Ok I am being a bit sarcastic about things but come on people. Can’s you see? Some times a human mind can do something bad to harm another but can a normal human mind have two different personalities where he/she does the damage and play the innocent part. I am writing thing cause I can see every one around me not feeling the second she but yet they treat her with pureness while she is eating their flesh.

Uhhh what ever… I am back

LOVE???

Ya jama3a I am in LOVE with my self,…

How do you fall in love with another person when you know that he’ll be the one who’ll hurt you the most?

How can you fall in love when there is always the possibility to fall out of it??

How can you even think of being with your opposite sex when you are so much NOT alike and you always criticize each other???

Well I’ll never have the answers of any of my questions,…. Do you?

F A M I L Y

I ran into a stranger as he passed by,
"Oh excuse me please" was my reply.

He said, "Please excuse me too;
I wasn't watching for you."

We were very polite, this stranger and I.
We went on our way and we said goodbye.

But at home a different story is told,
How we treat our loved ones, young and old.

Later that day, cooking the evening meal,
My son stood beside me very still.

When I turned, I nearly knocked him down.
"Move out of the way," I said with a frown.

He walked away, his little heart broken.
I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.

While I lay awake in bed,
God's still small voice came to me and said,

"While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy you use,
but the family you love, you seem to abuse.

Go and look on the kitchen floor, you'll find some flowers there by the door.

Those are the flowers he brought for you. He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.

He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise, you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes."

By this time, I felt very small, and now my tears began to fall.

I quietly went and knelt by his bed; "Wake up, little one, wake up," I said.

"Are these the flowers you picked for me?" He smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree.

I picked 'em because they're pretty like you. I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue."

I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today; I shouldn't have yelled at you that way."
He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay. I love you anyway."

I said, "Son, I love you too, and I do like the flowers, especially the blue."

Guess what?!!!

On my way to City Center with friends:

No I’m not buying any thing today, I’m saving for my future (ya whatever)

I’ll only have a snack....

SoI run into this amazing (Crepe Café) you guys have to try the sea food one…

It was YAMMY and so filling I couldn’t finish it.

I was so proud, I paid only this much for a delicious meal
Until there I was doing great and following my new plan

Oh Splash was in front of me:
It will cost me nothing, just a few T-shirts wont harm,…

Ok, so I bought more then few but but but......., Uhhhh the story goes on

While walking in between I felt my hand was heavier then before, I looked twice and there they were!!! More bags (ohhh I must have taken some one else’s shopping bags)...

Ya just play along la...

Tarararaaaaa…. Disaster, NO WAY. I can’t walk pass by that with out buying any thing.
Ya nass I’m still young and have lots to live for, I can have high blood pressure, wont be able to sleep at night, wont eat I’ll go through depression, I wont be able to mingle, I’ll lose interest in life and I’ll lose my hair (DRAMA).

My future was in front of me... So I went in…..

By the end of the day:

Ya so I failed, temptations that I couldn’t resist, things that I’d never live without, I’m ashamed, I feel weak and my hands hurt, I need more money and a new car and a new shoe ane ohhhh boy here i go again.

I’m addicted and I need medication,..

Plus my hands DID hurt
FUN, I really had fun

:(

I’m feeling empty,

Nothing to write about, hands shivering, face grumpy and can’t work. I think days when they go by people lose a part of them, when they realize they have to stop smiling and start thinking about the serious stuff (LIFE IS EMPTY FOR ME RIGHT NOW). It wasn’t empty a month ago, wasn’t empty a week ago, it just got empty now…

I know I don’t make sense so I guess I’ll stop here…

Is it a sin???

Now the thing is how cute can a card get?

Private parties, hmmm Oman is opening up but is it COOL or is it a TRAND or is it the age thingy??? Will we our 3abayas and cover up or even start being boring people once we reach late fifties???

Now, every one wants to have fun in life. Some go to SHISHA’s then we go like (Oh how bad). Some go play football and the girls go like (how childish). Others enjoy watching T.V (weirdos) and others are play station and computer freaks. Gathering with friends and making up your own GANG (cool la?). Talking to boys and dating every new face you meet (no comment). Spending all your time at work, as they are called WORKAOLICS (ppl with no lives).

We have the car freaks, the book freaks, Al Sarooj petrol pump freaks(mo’3azelchee), fart freaks(men el malal).

Then comes the hot stuff, Drug dealers and users (I swear I know NON of them). Womanizers (going back to Al Sarooj). Mananizers (heard about them, seen them and I’m still in shock). House breakers (el 7ash wel 7asad). Fathers sleeping with there own maids, mother in laws then daughters. Mother pimps. Thieves (read Amjad’s Post). And then ofcourse there are the decent people like me and you!

Saying all that, Its a shame that going to a mixed party in the open is such a sin when a hell of a lot of other crazy shit is going on behind curtains!

Returning to my main issue (PARTY INVITATION) why not going to a party? Have a look at the shake it shake it, have a little laugh spend some time and go home. Ya I wonder if I’ll go!!!

Do you think I should go. If you were me, would you go?

Obsession

My SHOE,

I’m Obsessed with SHOES, every day I sit on my PC I open the pictures but keep staring at the SHOE picture, which made me start to wonder and ask my self: “are you OK 7abibtiii”…

What if one day the world decided to get rid of all the shoes in the world for it not to get polluted?

What if my feet grow so big that I don’t find sizes for a shoe?

What if Usama Bin Ladin targets all the shoes companies???

Questions we never think about but for once some one had a brave heart came and stood in front of the world to mention this.

Ya Ya what ever, the moral of the story is:
If you’re interested in me buy me a shoe,
If you want to impress a girl buy her a shoe,
If you’re going to divorce your wife, burn her left shoe…

your wondering why the left shoe la? I'll leave that for you to answer,...

"Are we friends"????

Have you ever had a friend from the opposite sex whom you are claiming that he/her is ONLY a friend, but whom you are pretty much obsessed with??? He calls you all the time, you always hang out together, feel so lonely when he’s not around and some times you have conversations with him that seem to be thinly-veiled discussions about how you are ultimately meant to be together.


At some point in this relationship, you will probably confess your undying love for him or her and/or try to hook up with them, DON'T. They will probably reject you, in a very dull way and your friendship will probably never be the same. (PITTY)


Now thinking about friends and wanting more, this is like asking your brother to be your father because you want more. Some people will think that this would be the best relation but once you lose your BEST friend you’ll notice that (OH it wasn’t worth losing him for)

So in reality, this relationship isn’t perfect at all, for a lot of reasons. It’s like your inventing a relationship in your head that doesn’t actually exist.

Of course, you’re probably not really listening to what I’m saying here because you want to believe that your relationship is different. (Which might be true). Either way, the point of this issue is that you CAN’T keep being friends with someone and wanting to make out with him or her at the same time. It’s going to come to a breaking point, and you’re going to want to tell the other person how you feel. (DISATER)


Believe me it’s not that easy hooking your self with your best friend. Just stay with me for a bit and ask your self only three questions before you go on any ferther:


First, is it worth it? Is it worth risking the friendship, which could very well be one of the best friendships you have?

Second, would it be weird? Can you imagine expressing feelings with this person? This is probably not that scary. But can you imagine it???

Finally, would it last? Does this have the potential to actually be a functional, lasting relationship, or would it devolve into a couple of hook ups that forever change the nature of your friendship?

If you’ve answered these questions and you think it’s worth the risk, then I say go for it. You might be lucky


As for me, my experience with this situation has been less than lucky. I’m a coward who thinks a lot before moving a cup from a place to another… So things went wrong as usual i ran away from the situation and NOW I'm trying to re-befriend my “friends” again. Hoping that one day he will get to realize that we were meant to be with each other (AS BEST FRIENDS)

I LOVE YOU MY BEST FRIEND hope your feeling the same way too…