This Feeling
I don’t know why i always get this feeling when i stay up late alone when every body else is asleep .
my breathe becomes very fast heavy like there is not enough Oxygen in the air .
This dire need for intimacy and romance or even a relieving phone call .
The need for a human touch .
ooh my , i think I’ve become over romantic . read more »
On Est Bien Peu De Chose
If only I could put in words how much I hate her right now.
If only I could put in words how much I hate him right now.
I might use the word ‘hate’ to express my dislike in general, but I don’t usually mean it in the literal sense. However, this time I mean it; I mean it in every possible way. Call me bitter, call me a child, call me a bitch. I don’t care.
Hatred is a wasted emotion, but I can’t help but feel this way.
I want to cry.
I want to scream.
I want to laugh.
I want peace of mind.
What’s going to happen now?! read more »
The way it works..
You look better in my photos! Seriously, you do.. All of you!
They might tell you photography is about light, framing, camera, depth of field.. but I will assure you that it's about how you see people. The camera for some reason I haven't found out yet captures people the way I see them.
I check photos I took of some friends compared to their other photos and I see a difference.. they alway look more radiant in mine. As if I can get a soul print of how I perceive them.
My beloved friends.. I'm always happy to be of service .. as long as you call me your "Official Photographer".. nothing less ;)
يا عيني يالالالي
مؤخراً عندي حالة زهق من كل المزيكا. يعني السؤال إللي باسأله لنفسي كل يوم أصبح: أسمع إيه دلوقت؟ أنا ماقدرش أعيش في صمت. علشان أحل المشكلة دي، بقيت أخلي الآي تيونز يلخبط المزيكا و أنا و بختي بقى! بس في الطريق بأرجع أكتشف ليست الأغاني إللي من سنتين.. دايماً بتطلع لي حاجات واحشاني و أنا ناسياهم read more »
And 2 years later..
Two years ago, in a long silly post about myself I wrote this: "I want a desk besides the window where I can get some sun, I’ll put an orange flower in a blue vase on that desk."
This is my desk now ..
The vase is not blue, but it's much cooler, I hand painted it myself and the flower isn't always orange, sometimes it's pink or yellow ..
What love song are you?
From FaceBook Applications
Your Love Song Is
"Sitting, Waiting, Wishing by Jack JohnsonMaybe you've been through this beforeBut it's my first time so please ignoreThe next few lines cause they're directed at youI can't always be waiting, waiting on youI can't always be playing, playing your foolYou've been waiting for love, and you're not going to wait any longer!"
The Song Lyrics read more »
Goodbye
Goodbye cruel world,
I'm leaving you today.
Goodbye
all you people,
There's nothing you can say
To make me change my mind.
Goodbye.
pink floyd
"good bye cruel world" read more »
أنا و أيوب
أيوب دي أغنية لنغم مصري .. هي أصلاً اسمها التوبة (على ما أظن يعني) بس بالنسبة لي هي أيوب.
أول مرة بقى أيوب تشعشع معايا كده كان في يوم ممطر و كانت الدنيا مزحولة و كنت في الزمالك مخلصة خروجتين بعد الشغل و بأتمشى في وسط الزحاليق علشان أقابل محمد عند ديوان و نخرج. كنت وحدي و حسيت ان المزيكا بتشيلني و ان رجليا بتترفع عن الأرض و بأطير read more »
عاوزه اكتب
موش قادره اكتب حاجه
ولا قادره اقول اي حاجه
مع ان جوايا حاجات كتير قوي عاوزه تطلع بس موش قادره حقيقي اكتب حرف
ولا حتي علي سبيل الهزاراو الضحك
:-/
100 Days to go
كما هو العرف الشهير بين المجندين في القوات المسلحة
اليوم بحمد الله طبعت ورقة الـ (100 يوم يا جيش!!!) خاصتي
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i want to cry
why is it so shameful for a man to cry in our society ?
i do want to cry as hard as i can , i feel depressed and stressed to the limit .
i feel like a kid who is left home alone in the dark .
or like a mute blind deaf person who can’t communicate or tell the world what the hell is wrong with him .
i want to cry!
A restless thought
تمر في حياة كل منا مئات الشخصيات التي لا نكاد نلقي لها بالاً ... أكاد لا أتذكر عُشر الناس الذين عايشتهم في حياتي لسنين وعلى النقيض بعض الناس يشاء الله لهم أن يكونوا أصحاب أثر بالغ في حياة من حولهم ... read more »
Damn Fish
Tons of fish in the water
So the waters I will test.
~ Thinking of You - Katy Perry
Funny thing our day and age. A burning question us females ask ourselves when we meet a man we’re interested in went along the lines of, “I wonder if he’s single.” Now it’s, “I wonder if he’s gay.”
I should save myself the heartache and ask the next fish that comes along if he swims on the other side of the ocean.
Naive by The Kooks, enjoy. read more »
Sandmonkey Tales: Abdel Monem and me
I never really met Abdel Monem. Never was interested to meet the "moderate" Muslim Brotherhood..ehh..Brother?? or is it member? anyway…. But that doesn't mean we are not connected, nor that this story shouldn't be told. Let's just say that this is a testimonial, a cautionary tale without any heroes, a reminder so to speak to those who believe in freedom and support it that not all is always what it seems to be.
Let's rewind time a little, a few months back, to the day when I decided that I would stop blogging. Shall we? read more »
ِPitiful
بينما أحث الخطى في طريقي إلى صلاة الظهر ... أشرد مفكراُ في حل لمشكلة الدراسات العليا القائمة، لمحته ... ذلك الرجل مألوف الملامح الذي اعتدت رؤيته في المسجد ... هو جار يسكن بالقرب مني ... يبدو في نهاية الأربعينات أبيض البشرة أشيب الشعر ... لا أعلم أين يسكن تحديداً لكن رؤيته بانتظام في المسجد المجاور تعني أنه قريب بما فيه الكفاية. لم يدر بيننا أي حديث قط من قبل ... لا أعرف اسمه ولا أظنه يعرف اسمي أيضاً. read more »
I Love Google and Google Hates Me!
As I’m a big fan of google and its history, services and culture, and I do really love them for what they did to the digital world. They hate me very much - How Come! - yeah they hate me, let me tell you the story…
Gathering
it was a new idea and i love new ideas, telling the truth, i might do something that seems wrong, feels wrong, tastes wrong just because it is new
the last time i couldn't join but this time i had nothing in my mind so i decided it is time to come to this gathering as a change, for those who know me i am not a very social person, you can rarely see me in the light of the day in the normal cases !!
faking a laugh
today i was hanging out with friends and i literally couldn’t just laugh from my heart about anything .. i was faking laughs just for the sake of not looking silly .
they weren’t dull or boring and the things we were saying were really funny ,but i just couldn’t laugh /
i wonder if this is just another thing that is dying in me.
What Kind of blog is this
I got this tag from Rasha, she has a great blog :).
The Questions:
1- What kind of blog is your blog (Cat, Boss or Viral blog)? refer to this post for the definitions. read more »
Drei Jahre!!!
It’s been three years since I took that daring leap and became a blogger! I can’t believe how fast the time has gone!
To all of you who have made a permanent difference in my life, you know who you are and I’ll always love you. Thank you for always being there for me, I don’t know what I would’ve done without any of you.
I drew it, not so impressive, but I don’t have a graphic tablet thingie *HINT, HINT* It’s supposed to be my Wordpress post editor thingie.
Here’s to three years, and three more to come!
Till next time world.
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