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Saturday, February 25, 2006

twisted brain power

What is it exactly this feeling you have when those you once thought were there to hold you back up when you’ve fallen,, just don’t do the job so well?

Yes, it’s referred to as a job; it’s not a respectful sacred relation anymore. I’m not talking about friends and enemies, allies and rebels. I’m speaking of family relationships. Doesn’t it just rip your heart out when you look back to your childhood and find it empty from any family love? No matter how hard you tried, you just cant even remember a compassionate face that held you close to their chest when you felt like the whole world reviled you.

If you do have a weak heart, please stop right here. I don’t feel like listening to another dissatisfied parent’s complaint.

How could a child grow up to be a normal person when he was abused in the most unbelievable painful ways by the ones his parents taught him to love? Those uncles whom were supposed to protect their little nephew from strangers, became strangers them selves. They abused that little bastard in every possible way even in a pedophilic manner, more disgustfully. How would he tell his parents, fuck that. Whom did he have to turn to? If those whom his parents told him to trust, damaged and ripped away every image of happiness! But how has he survived?

He walked and sat like every human would do, but he was dead and hollow from the inside, his childhood was stolen from him. Everything around him was creepy and horrible, in his eyes nothing was worth living for no more. Until a few years had passed without him remembering or even seeing his uncles, He learned to forget but never forgive. His heart was hard as steel and cold as frost. Not many friends wanted to be around him, they thought he was a freak. He always stood silent and watched how a normal human being would function. Overflowing from the inside with horrific anger and flaming rage, he just could ignite on his parents. To his point of view, they were responsible for his abusing. Shouting and screaming were his best friends at home, and silence and eye balling people were his companions at school. He wasn’t retarded like you thought; he wasn’t a pervert like your friend had told you. He just needed someone to sympathize with this agony fait threw at him, and listen.

Can you imagine life with a family that hates you for not who you are but whom your parents are. Or uncles that envy your fathers success and just hate you-as their nephew- for being so fortunate? Now picture this, when you were six you had an aunt that read you bedtime stories, and when you got ten of age she had no problem letting you know how much she's disgusted of you for what she believes that her brother had made dreadful mistake. He sent her a three thousand riyal watch on eid, and her ten-year older sister got one for five hundred riyals more! Just let me know how could the child be responsible, have you no heart? Or a brains for that matter. Not to forget those bastards that fill you with abhorrence against your brothers when you were kids. Just to get back at their older brother. And then when you grow up to be a successful person in life they just love to put you down at every step of the way, and start to tell stories around of what an animal you are, and how you never call! When you actually do invite them when ever you got back home.
What more reasons to live can you ask for?!-refreshing isn’t it!

As someone said, I’m plotting for world domination! So who the fuck is with me?

Thursday, February 16, 2006

Friends anyone?!

I've been hanging Saki on the line quit a bit on this!
saki-This-U-1st-comment__OK? -male talk

Its been said that your friends define who you are!
–or hasn’t it?

I did write bout who my friends were, it was just way too dull and too damn long, plus it wouldnt interest any of you!
I'll just say this,
Yasser!!!; Ur a great friend, except for the spitting part after you hang up the phone with someone from the bank! It sometimes makes me wonder.. do you spit after I hang up too? I got nightmares cause of that!!
Okay basically this dude is nice and all when on the phone , and as soon as he hangs up!! He gives out a horrific spit as if he'd actually want to kill the dude!!!! He's a kick ass dude! ;)

MAK; another dude I know since high school, mashallah brilliant mind, and the sweetest guy on the planet.. Graduated last semester and works in Jeddah with a supper salary, so girls, any brides-2-B?!

KHS aka. Carlitto; an amazing guitarist, known him since seventh grade. drives a classic Porsche and has an amazing since of humor. When he doesn’t get enough sleep, he somehow transforms into a seven year old child!! Adorable baby!
PSU, anyone met him yet?

Silly-G; Sudanese guy, rap artist, trembles for a cause. Currently doing his 6th year in med school, haven’t seen him for two years now. We MSNGR though. Friends since ninth grade.We used to party at high school. We Dj-ed afew times. We once started a mix-tape shop on a party, was completely disastrous! dude, he rocks!

out of university speaking, basically those are my closest friends at the moment, and I keep telling my self to keep in touch with older friends but I'm such a lazy ass!

l8r yall ;)

Monday, February 13, 2006

Would you be my.... Valentine?

This is a time for lovers to meet. This time is for lovers to greet. It’s a time for love to flourish. But tell me how is it possible to live without hope of one day you holding my hand in yours?

If it's true what's been told about saint valentine, then tonight I wish to make a wish.

I wish to hold you ever so tight. Feel your warmth to my chest, your heart beating close to mine, as your lips start to kiss. You taught me how to smile again, you showed me how its possible to find peace after a rebelling war. All this happiness I breath today, I owe to you.

You were the concerned mother that wiped away my tear. You were my caring sister that comforted my aching pains with a kiss. You were my darling daughter that gave me hugs every time I walked by that door. You were my loving wife that gave me hope to the future of us.

Will you please be my valentine tonight?

I've lived so long dreaming of you tonight, here by my side. Walking every step of life together and having fear for no one, but the one above. Water me with purity, dress me with insanity, and love me with depth!

Baby..., if you must know, I'm going bananas about you.

Inspired by Lady Devilish ;)

Ps, saki the coming post.. not this one! -no wrong ideas kiddo! P~

Thursday, February 02, 2006

I've Been TAGGED! Urrrrgh!!!!

Okay you win!! You just wont take no for an answer will you She6anah. Plus Taurus Chic also thought it would be fun, what tha heck i'll just friggin do it!

The rules of the game are:
The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover.
Need to mention the sex of the target.
Tag 8 victims to join this game & leave a comment on their comments saying they’ve been tagged.
If tagged the 2nd time, there’s no need to post again.

Sex Target: a true woman (A FEMALE YOU PERVS!)

1) a woman that would fill our home with passion.
2) a wife that would give my parents her first priority.
3) a mother that would spoil her children crazy, yet discipline them like angels.
4) a person which can make me learn to smile again when the whole world crumbles around me.
5) a lady that would encourage me and trusts what I do for us.
6) a lover that teaches me how to calm down when I'm in a state of rage.
7) a friend I can always speak to her my true thoughts.
8) an insanely jealous lover.

Next 8 Victims:
& you

There, ya happy now! bloody tags!

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

Stupid things on product labels!!

On an American Airlines packet of nuts:
Instructions: open packet, eat nuts.
(somebody got paid big bucks to write this one...)

On Sears hairdryer:
Do not use while sleeping.
(Gee, that's the only time I have to work on my hair!)

On a bag of Fritos:
You could be a winner! No purchase necessary. Details inside.
(The shoplifter special!)

On a bar of Dial soap:
Directions: Use like regular soap.
(and that would be how?)

On some Swann frozen dinners:
Serving suggestion: Defrost.
(But it's 'just' a suggestion!)

On Tesco's Tiramisu dessert: (printed on bottom of the box)
Do not turn upside down.
(Too late! you lose!)

On Marks & Spencer Bread Pudding:
Product will be hot after heating.
(Are you sure? Let's experiment.)

On packaging for a Rowenta iron:
Do not iron clothes on body.
(But wouldn't that save more time?)(Whose body?)

On Boot's Children's cough medicine:
Do not drive car or operate machinery.
(We could do a lot to reduce the construction accidents if we just kept those 5 year olds off those fork lifts.)

On Nytol sleep aid:
Warning: may cause drowsiness.
(One would hope!)

On a Korean kitchen knife:
Warning: keep out of children.
(hmm...something must have gotten lost in the translation...)

On a string of Christmas lights:
For indoor or outdoor use only.
(As opposed to use in outer space.)

On a food processor:
Not to be used for the other use.
(Now I'm curious.)

On Sainsbury's peanuts:
Warning: contains nuts.
(but no peas?)

On a Swedish chainsaw:
Do not attempt to stop chain with your hands.
(Raise your hand if you've tried this...)

On a child's Superman costume:
Wearing of this garment does not enable you to fly.
(Oh go ahead! That's right, destroy a universal childhood belief.)