Salam 3lykm,
I'm back...with a topic that I LOVE to talk about, and people hate..lil2asaf eshadeed. How I wish... from the depth of my heart, that...ريلي بيكون مجاهد...or at LEAST..support them and WANT to be one of them...not curse them, and make himself the target of Allah's Wrath...just like SO MANY people out there are doing in deliberate ignorance, wel 3iyaath billaah.
Sometimes, I regret not having studied medicine like I was supposed to - I could have followed in the footsteps of those 9a7abiyaat who tended to the injured Mujahideen. At least I could have gained some Ajr to wipe out the countless sins I've collected over the years...Al7mdulillaah 3a kil 7aal...
A poem...written at a time when I couldn't think, study, eat, or sleep - I only had one thing on my mind and that was a word feared by all; a word that makes the Kuffaar squirm in their places with unease; and has them perspiring, tossing sleeplessly at night in their beds, and on the edge with fear during the day. That word is - Jihad.
Yes, what are you going to do about it? Has your level of cowardice reached its climax, that it would force you to lock up a 21 year old female who freaks out...merely at the sight of roaches? *Sadly, it's the bitter truth..don't laugh!-.-xD* I'm not scared of them - they just look...not so friendly with those lethal antennae of theirs!*hmph!* OK, all jokes aside...*no...I just don't like creepy crawlies, that's all!*
All jokes aside, I frankly couldn't give a petrified and fossilized woolly mammoth's POSTERIOR *Censhorship in its BEST form!;P* if the authorities don't like what they see here. You can torture us, blow our brains out, or throw us ALIVE from choppers flying at high altitudes..but you will NEVER be able to rid our hearts of our FAITH.
Here's something I wrote, and I know I could have done better...probably could have added more too...but...this shall have to do for now! Inshalla, I plan to write a poem on them in Arabic - no English involved at all. I don't know when...but yeah, I already have the first two lines! *NO, I'm NOT sharing 'em under ANY circumstances! xD* Comments appreciated, as well as criticism - as ALWAYS ^_^
...I can't begin to explain
I'm at a loss for words...
This love is driving me insane
People look at me like I'm absurd
So determined; so fearless
One goal drives them all
They've left the most powerful governments distressed
& brought so many others their humiliating downfall
So innocent; so handsome
Oblivious..to even the most exotic women of this world
Soldiers of the One who reigns over His Supreme Kingdom
Courageous fighters whose victory in A7adeeth has been foretold
Truly worthy of praise
Yet victims of criticism
Some leave behind luxurious lifestyles & heedless days
Realizing this world's Kuffaar's ONLY Paradise, as it is Muslims' prison
Given the Word of Victory
Helped by the Unseen
Faced by a repetition of our Aslaf's history
Warriors that surrender not 'til their last breath...
Al Mujahideen
فستذكرون ما أقول لكم و أفوض أمري إلى الله و الله بصير بالعباد
Wes Salam 3lykm w Ra7matullahi T3ala w Barakateh
و الله صدقت يا شهيد بإذن الله
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Friday, October 23, 2009
Quick Update!
Salam 3lykm
First off, I'd just like to thank all my 'Loyal Readers' - without you, this blog wouldn't exist! ^_^ 15 mashalla - Allah ybarek w yzeeeed (A) ;P
6ayeb, I came back from Pakistan a few days ago - on Monday, I think? =S Walla life very hectic, fa can't remember a LOT these days! It's freaky - haven't even turned 21 yet, and I've got the memory WORSE of that of a goldfish!-.- A lot of stories, VERY LIL TIME, unfortunately! xD
Just wanted to mention I'm still alive and kickin'..and from the increasin' number of loyal readers, I guess this blog is, too!;P
Jzakm Allah 5ayr ^_^
Wes Salam 3lykm w R7matullahi T3ala w Barakateh!
First off, I'd just like to thank all my 'Loyal Readers' - without you, this blog wouldn't exist! ^_^ 15 mashalla - Allah ybarek w yzeeeed (A) ;P
6ayeb, I came back from Pakistan a few days ago - on Monday, I think? =S Walla life very hectic, fa can't remember a LOT these days! It's freaky - haven't even turned 21 yet, and I've got the memory WORSE of that of a goldfish!-.- A lot of stories, VERY LIL TIME, unfortunately! xD
Just wanted to mention I'm still alive and kickin'..and from the increasin' number of loyal readers, I guess this blog is, too!;P
Jzakm Allah 5ayr ^_^
Wes Salam 3lykm w R7matullahi T3ala w Barakateh!
Thursday, October 1, 2009
اللحية
السلام عليكم و رحمة الله تعالى و بركاته
This IS my first ever post in Arabic, about a subject that's never failed to bug the life outta me, and a reason why I stopped going out completely for a couple of months...cuz the lack of it literally threw me down a spiral of depression every time I did go out..
Inspired by a post I read, titled فديت لحيتك يا مطوع
at7ar6am bes..who would bother to listen anyway?! NO ONE has, so far..w it's mega-short, lena..its in Arabic of course!:P
Inspired by a post I read, titled فديت لحيتك يا مطوع
at7ar6am bes..who would bother to listen anyway?! NO ONE has, so far..w it's mega-short, lena..its in Arabic of course!:P
اللحية زينة الرجال...عرفوني على الحمار اللي اخترع السكسوكه لو سمحتوا...أكبر فاشل في العالم كله!!! فديت لحيتك يا مطوع...الله يكثر من أمثالك...اللهم سهل إتباع هذه السنة الجميلة -سنة الحبيب محمد صلى الله عليه و سلم على إخواننا المسلمين - آمين
يالسه أطلع اللي ف خاطري...و اللي مب عيبنه يطق راسه ف أقرب حيط >.<
و السلام عليكم و رحمة الله تعالى و بركاته
PS. Go lenient on me if there are any mistakes - usin' 3ammiya :P Unfortunately, using Arablish isn't the best idea - what I've written looks SO foreign to my OWN eyes, even though I spend more than half the day speaking like this! xD
Friday, September 25, 2009
Inconsolable
Salam 3lykm
Here's something I wrote at about 130AM today..these were my raw, unedited thoughts, so they will seem jumbled up and repeated. All in the name of therapy.
How do you comfort your heart and tell it 'Everything will be okay', when things have been shitty for the past few years? Can you keep lying to yourself, and remain hidden under the protective covers you've tried to take shelter underneath? Will fake consolation do the trick, or will your heart figure out one day, that everything was just one big lie? How can you lie to yourself and get away with it? Sometimes, it's hard to comfort the heart, because the mind knows exactly what's going on...and it rebels against falsehood. When it overrides the heart, it usually results in a battle where you're left damaged; torn between your heart and mind.
Sometimes you just want to give up everything you're doing, and wait patiently for death with your arms open wide in embrace, but people around you won't let you do that. At times, the mere action of breathing hurts so much, and you just wish there was a cord to life which you could pull. No one understands; some call you crazy, others get unnecessarily worried, and a few just wouldn't give a damn even if you jumped off a building.
No one can see just how eroded your insides are. You're like a raw wound covered with a pretty bandage; no one can see the ugly brutality hidden underneath. No medicine has affected you for years; pain killers comfort you temporarily, but the wound still remains as raw as ever.
Sometimes, it hurts so much - like someone is trying to extend the wound with a blunt object dipped in acid. You've cried so much that your eyes now remain dry; your heart has bled dry; your soul alive on life support...waiting impatiently for its time.
Wes Salam 3lykm w R7matullahi T3ala w Barakateh
Here's something I wrote at about 130AM today..these were my raw, unedited thoughts, so they will seem jumbled up and repeated. All in the name of therapy.
How do you comfort your heart and tell it 'Everything will be okay', when things have been shitty for the past few years? Can you keep lying to yourself, and remain hidden under the protective covers you've tried to take shelter underneath? Will fake consolation do the trick, or will your heart figure out one day, that everything was just one big lie? How can you lie to yourself and get away with it? Sometimes, it's hard to comfort the heart, because the mind knows exactly what's going on...and it rebels against falsehood. When it overrides the heart, it usually results in a battle where you're left damaged; torn between your heart and mind.
Sometimes you just want to give up everything you're doing, and wait patiently for death with your arms open wide in embrace, but people around you won't let you do that. At times, the mere action of breathing hurts so much, and you just wish there was a cord to life which you could pull. No one understands; some call you crazy, others get unnecessarily worried, and a few just wouldn't give a damn even if you jumped off a building.
No one can see just how eroded your insides are. You're like a raw wound covered with a pretty bandage; no one can see the ugly brutality hidden underneath. No medicine has affected you for years; pain killers comfort you temporarily, but the wound still remains as raw as ever.
Sometimes, it hurts so much - like someone is trying to extend the wound with a blunt object dipped in acid. You've cried so much that your eyes now remain dry; your heart has bled dry; your soul alive on life support...waiting impatiently for its time.
Wes Salam 3lykm w R7matullahi T3ala w Barakateh
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Mbarkn 3eedkm! *Belated!*
Salam Allah 3lykm!
Hope y'all had a blast during 3eed - I celebrated mine to the MAX, in Madinat Er Rasool صلى الله عليه و سلم!=D Nothing could get better than this Rama'9an; I spent it with the people I love the MOST, and who I pray day and night, will soon become family, Inshalla.
Al7mdella I was in KSA from the 14th of Rama'9an - last 10 days were spent in Madinah. Surprisingly, this time the proposals were in full swing - marriage and WORK, too! xD E3temerna twice, bi fa'9lillaah - the 2nd time was HAAAARD, I must admit - daytime + while fasting! but it was SO TOTALLY worth it!=D
No, I didn't come back hitched as Mom had hoped I would :P but I certainly did come back a whole lot more happier than I went, and that's ALL that really matters!=D I was also teased a whole lot by everyone there because of the proposals; my aunt said I shouldn't remove my N8ab in the women's section either, because females are lookin' out for matches for their males!xD She's forgotten her daughters' beauty -both outter AND inner - exceeds mine!
I have a LOT of stories from the trip, but unfortunately..I'm not much of a blogger anymore..:P so this short update will have to do...for now! My sleeping pattern has flipped oh so very much that you'd think I've just come back from the States, not KSA:P
Ed3ooly please, I'm going to Pakistan shortly for exams, and I've already taken 2 weeks off uni for this 3mra trip...but like I always say: TOTALLY worth it!=D Uni starts Saturday...and YES..they've taken my weekend and screwed life up for me, yet ONCE again..bes ma3alaih..just two more semesters til I walk outta uni doors with a degree to show for my hard work!=D
As for poems...ya never know, this 'nocturnalness' might inspire me!;P
Until next time,
Wes Salam 3lykm w R7matullahi T3ala w Barakateh!
Hope y'all had a blast during 3eed - I celebrated mine to the MAX, in Madinat Er Rasool صلى الله عليه و سلم!=D Nothing could get better than this Rama'9an; I spent it with the people I love the MOST, and who I pray day and night, will soon become family, Inshalla.
Al7mdella I was in KSA from the 14th of Rama'9an - last 10 days were spent in Madinah. Surprisingly, this time the proposals were in full swing - marriage and WORK, too! xD E3temerna twice, bi fa'9lillaah - the 2nd time was HAAAARD, I must admit - daytime + while fasting! but it was SO TOTALLY worth it!=D
No, I didn't come back hitched as Mom had hoped I would :P but I certainly did come back a whole lot more happier than I went, and that's ALL that really matters!=D I was also teased a whole lot by everyone there because of the proposals; my aunt said I shouldn't remove my N8ab in the women's section either, because females are lookin' out for matches for their males!xD She's forgotten her daughters' beauty -both outter AND inner - exceeds mine!
I have a LOT of stories from the trip, but unfortunately..I'm not much of a blogger anymore..:P so this short update will have to do...for now! My sleeping pattern has flipped oh so very much that you'd think I've just come back from the States, not KSA:P
Ed3ooly please, I'm going to Pakistan shortly for exams, and I've already taken 2 weeks off uni for this 3mra trip...but like I always say: TOTALLY worth it!=D Uni starts Saturday...and YES..they've taken my weekend and screwed life up for me, yet ONCE again..bes ma3alaih..just two more semesters til I walk outta uni doors with a degree to show for my hard work!=D
As for poems...ya never know, this 'nocturnalness' might inspire me!;P
Until next time,
Wes Salam 3lykm w R7matullahi T3ala w Barakateh!
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
The Rebirth of Love
Salam 3lykm
Yes, a new POEM!:D Long time, eh?! I didn't know I STILL had it in me, but since I've not written in ages, comments would be GREATLY appreciated!
Yes, a new POEM!:D Long time, eh?! I didn't know I STILL had it in me, but since I've not written in ages, comments would be GREATLY appreciated!
The Rebirth of Love
Rays of hope spill over darkness
Yet a particular uncertainty still looms
She who was once left heartless
Then looked at love as a path to doom
The once magical words now became an eternal curse
She saw not the crimson roses, but the prickly thorns
She welcomed death as she hadn’t felt any pain as worse
As that because of which her own birth she’d mourn
She had stepped up a little closer to the flames to keep warm
Instead, they leapt up and engulfed her whole
Little did she know it would cause irreversible damage and harm
To her seemingly stable mind and immortal soul
Her screams were drowned by the roaring flames
A putrid smell of charred flesh filled the air
There was no one else other than herself to blame
As she had voluntary taken the steps towards the hellish lair..
She shudders at the morbidity of her own thoughts
And stares at the blossoming roses outside
While she musters up all the courage she’s got
To whisper a reality she had for long denied:
‘I Love You.’
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Alive & Kickin' - a Miracle...or a CURSE?:P
Salam 3lykm
No no, I didn't die in Pakistan or anything, w lillaah el7md..I've just been really caught up with life! I also have not been in the mood for blogging, and I seem to have lost all interest in poetry now! In fact, I haven't written anything since..hmm...Feb? I'll probably keep it that way - poetry gives me bitter-sweet memories, most of which I'd love to forget.
El muhem, soo...a lot has been going on in life - waaayed ups and downs, bes al7mdella all good. I had my driving THEORY exam on Sunday, and passed with flying colors: 34/35!:D Surprising, 'cuz I hadn't slept a WINK the night before xD Yeah, so I was let loose on the streets of AD - and judgin from the HORRENDOUS way I drove, AD streets ain't goin' to be safe no more!:P So y'all drivin' em flashy wheels, stay CLEEEAR away from me..or your babies are goin' to be dented & scratched in all possible places!xD The thing that terrifies the LIFE outta me is the final road test; 2 policemen in the car - one in the back seat, and one in the passenger seat! One was enough, dammit! I get nervy & jumpy around examiners, anyway!>.<
Back-trackin' to when I came back from Lahore: as soon as I got back, I suddenly went under a 7-day 'house-wife trainee' course, and I actually COOKED dinner*twice in those 7 days xD* which people ATE without getting food poisoning!*Mno gady?:P* Mom had gone to Karachi to meet her Mom & siblings...OH, not to mention...I also had a VERY CRAZY, 5 yr old to take care of...she kept my hands FULL! xD So yeah...it made me realize...I don't really like kids once they're beyond the age of 3 yrs old! I keep tellin' my Mom and friends I'll give mine up for adoption once they cross 3, and they all smirk at me and say, 'You won't have the HEART to do such a thing!' and 'yeah yeah, we'll see when the time comes!' *Believe me, people...it won't kill ya!xD*
Movin' on to the weather here --> Hot and oh-so-bloody-HUMID! UNBEARABLE >.< I passed out in my last driving class, and we still don't know why...it was an embarrassing experience! xD However, got hospitalized & discovered later on I have anemia! I've been sick for the past month or so now, ever since we got back from Pakistan...and it's become more or less like a joke at home - I've got swine flu:P I kinda got scared in between that maybe I really DO have it now, but even though I've been sick for a while now, I'm still functioning normally...whatever that might mean! xD The only thing is my voice has been fudged up MAJOR - friends and parents are like we've actually forgotten what you sound like when you're NOT sick! 3la kil 7aal Al7mdella! xD
Besides all that, got into a couple of uncomfortable situations - very stressful, too - bes all cleared out, w lillaah el7md. Ygooloon whatever goes around, comes around...and I didn't really believe in it SO STRONGLY for EVERYTHING. Bes walla...my experience has been such that...I now think three times before I do something. Walla y5awwef..! Currently...I've found contentment and peace of mind al7mdella. Here's hopin' it sticks around..! Kan shay amal ena I wouldn't be single by the end of this year....bes yalla ma3alaih - everything happens for a reason, right?
OK, this is a satisfactory update I believe...see you within the next few months or years!xD
Wes Salam 3lykm w Ra7matullahi T3ala w Barakateh
No no, I didn't die in Pakistan or anything, w lillaah el7md..I've just been really caught up with life! I also have not been in the mood for blogging, and I seem to have lost all interest in poetry now! In fact, I haven't written anything since..hmm...Feb? I'll probably keep it that way - poetry gives me bitter-sweet memories, most of which I'd love to forget.
El muhem, soo...a lot has been going on in life - waaayed ups and downs, bes al7mdella all good. I had my driving THEORY exam on Sunday, and passed with flying colors: 34/35!:D Surprising, 'cuz I hadn't slept a WINK the night before xD Yeah, so I was let loose on the streets of AD - and judgin from the HORRENDOUS way I drove, AD streets ain't goin' to be safe no more!:P So y'all drivin' em flashy wheels, stay CLEEEAR away from me..or your babies are goin' to be dented & scratched in all possible places!xD The thing that terrifies the LIFE outta me is the final road test; 2 policemen in the car - one in the back seat, and one in the passenger seat! One was enough, dammit! I get nervy & jumpy around examiners, anyway!>.<
Back-trackin' to when I came back from Lahore: as soon as I got back, I suddenly went under a 7-day 'house-wife trainee' course, and I actually COOKED dinner*twice in those 7 days xD* which people ATE without getting food poisoning!*Mno gady?:P* Mom had gone to Karachi to meet her Mom & siblings...OH, not to mention...I also had a VERY CRAZY, 5 yr old to take care of...she kept my hands FULL! xD So yeah...it made me realize...I don't really like kids once they're beyond the age of 3 yrs old! I keep tellin' my Mom and friends I'll give mine up for adoption once they cross 3, and they all smirk at me and say, 'You won't have the HEART to do such a thing!' and 'yeah yeah, we'll see when the time comes!' *Believe me, people...it won't kill ya!xD*
Movin' on to the weather here --> Hot and oh-so-bloody-HUMID! UNBEARABLE >.< I passed out in my last driving class, and we still don't know why...it was an embarrassing experience! xD However, got hospitalized & discovered later on I have anemia! I've been sick for the past month or so now, ever since we got back from Pakistan...and it's become more or less like a joke at home - I've got swine flu:P I kinda got scared in between that maybe I really DO have it now, but even though I've been sick for a while now, I'm still functioning normally...whatever that might mean! xD The only thing is my voice has been fudged up MAJOR - friends and parents are like we've actually forgotten what you sound like when you're NOT sick! 3la kil 7aal Al7mdella! xD
Besides all that, got into a couple of uncomfortable situations - very stressful, too - bes all cleared out, w lillaah el7md. Ygooloon whatever goes around, comes around...and I didn't really believe in it SO STRONGLY for EVERYTHING. Bes walla...my experience has been such that...I now think three times before I do something. Walla y5awwef..! Currently...I've found contentment and peace of mind al7mdella. Here's hopin' it sticks around..! Kan shay amal ena I wouldn't be single by the end of this year....bes yalla ma3alaih - everything happens for a reason, right?
OK, this is a satisfactory update I believe...see you within the next few months or years!xD
Wes Salam 3lykm w Ra7matullahi T3ala w Barakateh
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Leaving
Salam 3lykm
Quick post - I'm traveling tomorrow to Lahore for my exams...D3watkom very precious & needed at this time. My return is not guaranteed - if Allah has written death for me, then no one can delay it...thus, if I've wronged anyone intentionally or unintentionally, please forgive me.
Expected arrival back home: 25th July, and if you don't hear from me for a few days after, please start praying for my M'3firah..
Jazakm Allah 5ayr
Wes Salam 3lykm w Ra7matullahi T3ala w Barakateh
Quick post - I'm traveling tomorrow to Lahore for my exams...D3watkom very precious & needed at this time. My return is not guaranteed - if Allah has written death for me, then no one can delay it...thus, if I've wronged anyone intentionally or unintentionally, please forgive me.
Expected arrival back home: 25th July, and if you don't hear from me for a few days after, please start praying for my M'3firah..
Jazakm Allah 5ayr
Wes Salam 3lykm w Ra7matullahi T3ala w Barakateh
Saturday, June 13, 2009
A Therapeutic Rant
Salam 3lykm
How are y'all doin' doing? Looks like someone out there hates seeing me happy, which would explain the roller-coaster ride of a life I have. Awel shay, work is going great, al7mdella. I'm actually lookin' forward to it...anything to get outta here..
As I write, my left arm is throbbin' crazily with pain, and so is my head. Let's just say...I got 'roughened' up...I feel nauseated, and extremely hopeless. I was fighting with parents about not going to Pakistan this July...but now I say to hell with it. Lemme go...hopefully I'll get shot or something...the worst case is I'll die. It's not like I have anyone who'll mourn my death, right? Right. The reason I didn't want to go is I don't want to get stranded there. I'm not scared of dying in one of the many bomb blasts that are rockin' that country...hell no...no matter how big a munaf8a *hypocrite* I might be, I wish to die the death of a martyr *surprising, eh?* However, the thought of gettin' stranded in Pakistan makes me want to stab myself.
I should be studying right now, but I don't feel like doing anything. I feel so damn hopeless, it's not even funny anymore. What happened today is evidence that what I say holds no worth. I'd think that this whole 'roughening up' would have never happened, but no. I still got blamed. Lovely. Yes, I do realize that I hold no value - just a waste of space and precious oxygen. Would someone like to do the world a favor and suffocate me? 7asbyallah 3el yhood...*I find this more sophisticated than cussin' the life outta..well...life.* No matter how many times I bang my head against the wall, it doesn't make the headache go away. I'm feeling so bloody nauseated...HATE it.
I keep thinking, maybe if I had let it get bloody, I wouldn't have had to hear the blame. Oh, and I was also asked to apologize. Apologize for WHAT, Allah yr'9a 3lykm?? Here's someone who's calling me worse than filth and trash; physically abusing me; and then claiming I'm the one who respects no one. Yes, I'm supposed to respect someone like that...if you're reading this, DREAM ON! Don't worry, I won't tell the world who you are. No, my friend...I beg to differ. My attitude isn't as half as bad as your stuck up one, and I don't go beating weaker people up just 'cuz I GOT THE POWER. You think it scares me? It just shows your true colors. You show the world you're some kind of tolerant, peace-loving creature, whereas you're really a tyrant.
I think I'll stop banging my head in the wall now; I might end up busting it open instead. I've tried 6 panadols on an empty stomach in one go, and nothing happened to me
....How many panadols come in one tab again?
Wes Salam 3lykm w Ra7matullahi T3ala w Barakateh
PS. I'm hanging from a VERY thin thread right now...forget straw. If this is what you call attention-seeking, so be it. I've done many irrational things before *deleting accounts, etc- it wouldn't hurt adding one more. DON'T TEMPT ME. If you don't like what's written here, I don't give a damn. This is MY domain, and NO ONE is going to tell ME what and what NOT to do here.
How are y'all doin' doing? Looks like someone out there hates seeing me happy, which would explain the roller-coaster ride of a life I have. Awel shay, work is going great, al7mdella. I'm actually lookin' forward to it...anything to get outta here..
As I write, my left arm is throbbin' crazily with pain, and so is my head. Let's just say...I got 'roughened' up...I feel nauseated, and extremely hopeless. I was fighting with parents about not going to Pakistan this July...but now I say to hell with it. Lemme go...hopefully I'll get shot or something...the worst case is I'll die. It's not like I have anyone who'll mourn my death, right? Right. The reason I didn't want to go is I don't want to get stranded there. I'm not scared of dying in one of the many bomb blasts that are rockin' that country...hell no...no matter how big a munaf8a *hypocrite* I might be, I wish to die the death of a martyr *surprising, eh?* However, the thought of gettin' stranded in Pakistan makes me want to stab myself.
I should be studying right now, but I don't feel like doing anything. I feel so damn hopeless, it's not even funny anymore. What happened today is evidence that what I say holds no worth. I'd think that this whole 'roughening up' would have never happened, but no. I still got blamed. Lovely. Yes, I do realize that I hold no value - just a waste of space and precious oxygen. Would someone like to do the world a favor and suffocate me? 7asbyallah 3el yhood...*I find this more sophisticated than cussin' the life outta..well...life.* No matter how many times I bang my head against the wall, it doesn't make the headache go away. I'm feeling so bloody nauseated...HATE it.
I keep thinking, maybe if I had let it get bloody, I wouldn't have had to hear the blame. Oh, and I was also asked to apologize. Apologize for WHAT, Allah yr'9a 3lykm?? Here's someone who's calling me worse than filth and trash; physically abusing me; and then claiming I'm the one who respects no one. Yes, I'm supposed to respect someone like that...if you're reading this, DREAM ON! Don't worry, I won't tell the world who you are. No, my friend...I beg to differ. My attitude isn't as half as bad as your stuck up one, and I don't go beating weaker people up just 'cuz I GOT THE POWER. You think it scares me? It just shows your true colors. You show the world you're some kind of tolerant, peace-loving creature, whereas you're really a tyrant.
I think I'll stop banging my head in the wall now; I might end up busting it open instead. I've tried 6 panadols on an empty stomach in one go, and nothing happened to me
....How many panadols come in one tab again?
Wes Salam 3lykm w Ra7matullahi T3ala w Barakateh
PS. I'm hanging from a VERY thin thread right now...forget straw. If this is what you call attention-seeking, so be it. I've done many irrational things before *deleting accounts, etc- it wouldn't hurt adding one more. DON'T TEMPT ME. If you don't like what's written here, I don't give a damn. This is MY domain, and NO ONE is going to tell ME what and what NOT to do here.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Feeling Better, W Lillaah el 7md
Salam 3lykm
Awelen, I'm sorry for scaring some of my Readers out there; w lat5afow...this blog will stay for a long, long time..'til I have a partner in life to share my thoughts, happiness, and grief with. =) *yeah, the future is lookin' pretty bleak, so I might be bloggin' here 10 years from now, too!-.-*
I want to thank all those who sent me emails, text messages, and called me up on reading this post. Walla mag9rtow..w Allah yjzeekm kil5ayr fdnya wel a5ira. Al7mdella, I'm feelin' a whole lot better now. I made a few spontaneous decisions in my life, and got rid of a few 'connections' *no, not GUYS -.-* For now, I've stopped worrying about the things people think and say - it hurts, bes yalla..ma3alaih. Give & Forgive
Have recieved two job offers while at internship xD Mom rejected 'em both, bes what she didn't know is I rejected them BEFORE she did! The 'big boss' told me off - she said I'm letting my qualifications go to 'waste'. Ay qualifications, Allah yr'9a 3laych...knowing 3 languages makes me 'qualified'? xD Bes the best thing is seeing their expressions when they find out I'm not Arab :P Bdait a9addeg 3mry 3aaad..LOL! Customers look at me like this O_o when I say I'm 'Kashmiri' - walla it's fun...the whole 'guessing game' :P
When I think about it..yeah, I probably am 'wasting' my qualifications, but I'm in no favor of slaving around for men in a corporation. Uh Uh, no way. I'm literally tallying off the days left like a prisoner in his cell. Five more weeks of this, and I'll be a free girl again!
Aiiight, I forgot what I was going to say cuz I have a 'time limit'...*bro's home -.-*
'Til next time xD
Wes Salam 3lykm w Ra7matullahi t3ala w Barakateh
Awelen, I'm sorry for scaring some of my Readers out there; w lat5afow...this blog will stay for a long, long time..'til I have a partner in life to share my thoughts, happiness, and grief with. =) *yeah, the future is lookin' pretty bleak, so I might be bloggin' here 10 years from now, too!-.-*
I want to thank all those who sent me emails, text messages, and called me up on reading this post. Walla mag9rtow..w Allah yjzeekm kil5ayr fdnya wel a5ira. Al7mdella, I'm feelin' a whole lot better now. I made a few spontaneous decisions in my life, and got rid of a few 'connections' *no, not GUYS -.-* For now, I've stopped worrying about the things people think and say - it hurts, bes yalla..ma3alaih. Give & Forgive
Have recieved two job offers while at internship xD Mom rejected 'em both, bes what she didn't know is I rejected them BEFORE she did! The 'big boss' told me off - she said I'm letting my qualifications go to 'waste'. Ay qualifications, Allah yr'9a 3laych...knowing 3 languages makes me 'qualified'? xD Bes the best thing is seeing their expressions when they find out I'm not Arab :P Bdait a9addeg 3mry 3aaad..LOL! Customers look at me like this O_o when I say I'm 'Kashmiri' - walla it's fun...the whole 'guessing game' :P
When I think about it..yeah, I probably am 'wasting' my qualifications, but I'm in no favor of slaving around for men in a corporation. Uh Uh, no way. I'm literally tallying off the days left like a prisoner in his cell. Five more weeks of this, and I'll be a free girl again!
Aiiight, I forgot what I was going to say cuz I have a 'time limit'...*bro's home -.-*
'Til next time xD
Wes Salam 3lykm w Ra7matullahi t3ala w Barakateh
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