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I dunno but when I surf between blogs, I find so many just bloging about everything you hear in the news or just some posts like what you watch in comedy series, with all of my respect to people who like to blog in that way on some posts I just find it very hard to even write a comment, but on some I just comment and express my self easily.

For me I just hate to see the traditional arabic news and politics way ot things to be taken into the blogs world, I guess blogs are made to try to get a better understanding of our selves and the whole world, I wont like it to open a blog and feel myself just like reading froma formal Newspare website… he3

Diversity is good in everything, why not to post about mazoot or toys or just share some nice songs lyrics and jokes…

viva la blogging…

A nice love song with lots of beautiful words, you really should read the lyrics while hearing it for the first time, of cores because of bloody It dep. I cant attach youtube clip as I used to, but here is the lyrics:

Closed off from love
I didn’t need the pain
Once or twice was enough
And it was all in vain
Time starts to pass
Before you know it you’re frozenBut something happened
For the very first time with you
My heart melts into the ground
Found something true
And everyone’s looking round
Thinking I’m going crazy

But I don’t care what they say
I’m in love with you
They try to pull me away
But they don’t know the truth
My heart’s crippled by the vein
That I keep on closing
You cut me open and I

Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
I keep bleeding
I keep, keep bleeding love
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
You cut me open

Trying hard not to hear
But they talk so loud
Their piercing sounds fill my ears
Try to fill me with doubt
Yet I know that the goal
Is to keep me from falling

But nothing’s greater
Than the rush that comes with your embrace
And in this world of loneliness
I see your face
Yet everyone around me
Thinks that I’m going crazy, maybe, maybe

But I don’t care what they say
I’m in love with you
They try to pull me away
But they don’t know the truth
My heart’s crippled by the vein
That I keep on closing
You cut me open and I

Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
I keep bleeding
I keep, keep bleeding love
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
You cut me open

And it’s draining all of me
Oh they find it hard to believe
I’ll be wearing these scars
For everyone to see

I don’t care what they say
I’m in love with you
They try to pull me away
But they don’t know the truth
My heart’s crippled by the vein
That I keep on closing
You cut me open and I

Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
I keep bleeding
I keep, keep bleeding love
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
You cut me open and I

Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
I keep bleeding
I keep, keep bleeding love
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
You cut me open and I
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love

A story that I read on the internet, sometimes life is really sad, one should just keep his faith, enjoy:

There was this guy who believed very much in true love and decided to take his time to wait for his right girl to appear. He believed that there would definitely be someone special out there for him, but none came.

Every year at Christmas, his ex-girlfriend would return from Vancouver to look him up. He was aware that she still held some hope of re-kindling the past romance with him. He did not wish to mislead her in any way. So he would always get one of his girl friends to pose as his steady whenever she came back. That went on for several years and each year, the guy would get a different girl to pose as his romantic interest. So whenever the ex-girlfriend came to visit him, she would be led into believing that it was all over between her and the guy. The girl took all those rather well, often trying to casually tease him about his different girlfriends, or so, as it seemed! In fact, the girl often wept in secret whenever she saw him with another girl, but she was too proud to admit it. Still, every Christmas, she returned, hoping to re-kindle some form of romance. But each time, she returned to Vancouver feeling disappointed.

Finally she decided that she could not play that game any longer. Therefore, she confronted him and professed that after all those years, he was still the only man that she had ever loved. Although the guy knew of her feelings for him, he was still taken back and have never expected her to react that way. He always thought that she would slowly forget about him over time and come to terms that it was all over between them. Although he was touched by her undying love for him and wanted so much to accept her again, he remembered why he rejected her in the first place-she was not the one he wanted. So he hardened his heart and turned her down cruelly. Since then, three years have passed and the girl never return anymore. They never even wrote to each other. The guy went on with his life….. still searching for the one but somehow deep inside him, he missed the girl.

On the Christmas of 1995, he went to his friend’s party alone. “Hey, how come all alone this year? Where are all your girlfriends? What happened to that Vancouver babe who joins you every Christmas?”, asked one of his friend. He felt warm and comforted by his friend’s queries about her, still he just surged on.
Then, he came upon one of his many girlfriends whom he once requested to pose as his steady. He wanted so much to ignore her ….. not that he was impolite, but because at that moment, he just didn’t feel comfortable with those girlfriends anymore. It was almost like he was being judged by them. The girl saw him and shouted across the floor for him. Unable to avoid her, he went up to acknowledge her.

“Hi……how are you? Enjoying the party?” the girl asked.

“Sure…..yeah!”, he replied.
She was slightly tipsy….. must be from the whiskey on her hand. She continued,
“Why…? Don’t you need someone to pose as your girlfriend this year?” Then he answered, “No, there is no need for that anymore……”
Before he can continue, he was interrupted, “Oh yes! Must have found a girlfriend! You haven’t been searching for one for the past years, right?” The man looked up, as if he has struck gold, his face beamed and looked directly at the drunken girl. He replied, “Yes……you are right! I haven’t been looking for anyone for the past years.”
With that, the man darted across the floor and out the door, leaving the lady in much bewilderment. He finally realized that he has already found his dream girl, and she was…..the Vancouver girl all along! The drunken lady has said something that awoken him.

All along he has found his girl. That was why he did not bother to look further when he realized she was not coming back. It was not any specific girl he was seeking! It was perfection that he wanted, and yes…..perfection!!
Relationship is something both parties should work on. Realizing that he had let away someone so important in his life, he decided to call her immediately. His whole mind was flooded with fear. He was afraid that she might have found someone new or no longer had the same feelings anymore….. For once, he felt the fear of losing someone.

As it was Christmas eve, the line was quite hard to get through, especially an overseas call. He tried again and again, never giving up. Finally, he got through……precisely at 1200 midnight. He confessed his love for her and the girl was moved to tears. It seemed that she never got over him! Even after so long, she was still waiting for him, never giving up.

He was so excited to meet her and to begin his new chapter of their lives. He decided to fly to Vancouver to join her. It was the happiest time of their lives! But their happy time was short-lived. Two days before he was supposed to fly to Vancouver, he received a call from her father. She had a head-on car collision with a drunken driver. She passed away after 6 hours in a coma.
The guy was devastated, as it was a complete loss. Why did fate played such cruel games with him? He cursed the heaven for taking her away from him, denying even one last look at her! How cruel he cursed! How he damned the Gods…!! How he hated himself….for taking so long to realize his mistake!! That was in 1996.

·         لما يحكيلك انا صريح بكون ‘كذاب’ ولو حكالك انا غامض بكون ‘هبيلة’

·         لو حكى عن المجتمع وعن البنات كيف صاروا بكون تاع شات  و مش عارف يتعرفله على جاجه

·         لو حكى اني ما بطلب إشي من أهلي بكون وصولي وصلبتجي

·         انا عرفت  بنات أد عدد شعر راسك  وهو بكون مش لائي وحدة تتطلع بوجه

·         انا بكره البنت المعئدة وبكره البنت الصايعة بفاجئك انه بدور على الصايعة يصاحبها ………..والمعئده يتزوجها

اول مرحلة من التعارف

?         لما تشوفي إنه سيارتة قديمة بحكيلك انه كان معاه BMW  ونشطبت بحادس قوي على طريق المطار وكان رح يموت

?         اول مرة بكون نظيف والعطر ريحته طالعه وأكيد حالق وبعد كم مرة بتكون نفسيتة تعبانة ومش مفرشي اسنانه وبدوب التلج وببان المرج

?         أول اللقاء بكون معاه موبايل (I mate) تاني يوم بتلاقي معاه موتورولا ابو سلك وبحكيلك معلش عشان موبايلي إنسرق

?         وين بتحبي تروحي -البنت على BLUE FIG -الشب لا بس المكان إللي جنبة أحلى….. (عشان أرخص)

?         بفتح ادامك المحفظة علشان يورجيكي كروت الفيزا والماستر وهم بكونوا لأبوة و expired

?         أكيد بحكيلك إنه ساكن بعبدون وبعدين بتكتشفي إنه ساكن براس العين

?         أكيد بحكيلك عن طووشة وبطولاتة وكيف ضرب الشباب وهو ما صارلو إشي ( والحقيقة بكون هو إللي اكل الأتله كلها)

المرحلة التانية من التعارف

·         حبيبتي انا ما بحب الأماكن العامة عشان إزعاج الناس وعشان ما يشوفنا اخوكي……… (تلميح لشقة)

·         تلفون الليل دائما رومانسي والصوت المبحوح النايم ولازم السؤال المعروف (شو لابسة)

·         بحكيلك انه طالع يسهر (ب الناي أو رد) وبتلاقيه ببار (أميجو ) بشارع الجامعة

·         ولما ما يكون معاه مصاري (وهادا الوضع الطبيعي ) فجأه بتلائي حالك بشارع المطار والبنزين ضاوي

·         لو مسكتكم الشرطة على طول بصير ‘حاضر يا سيدي وعلى راسي وقال وقولنا بعد ما يكون معك أل وألنا ‘

·         بطلع معك بقميص ZARA وفجأة بتشوفوا صاحبة بحكيلو القميص بجنن عليك (طبعا بكون القميص لصاحبه)

·         بكون لابس جاكيت جلد وبحكيلك إنه إيطالي وإنه ما بنحرق لانة جلد أصلي وفجأه لما يولع سجارة بتلائيه هب هو والجاكيت

·         بكون لابس نظارة بحكيلك إنها مارك police  وفجأة بتوقع وبتمسكيها بتلائيها made in china

·         لو عزمك على عشاء بحاول يضيع الموضوع وبخليها شرب سوائل

·         وبجكيلك انه المشروب عنده زي المي وهو لما يشم ريحته بدوخ

·         لما يسألك وين بتحبي تروحي إنتي بتحكيلو على ROVERS هو بحكيلك أنا كل يوم هناك ولما تروحوا بيسألك وين الحمام

·         لما تتعشوا سوا بحكيلك دوئيني من صحنك وفجأة بتلائيه خلصلك صحنك وصحنة

·         بسألك شو بدك تاكلي ( المطعم المكسيكي)تقولي (فاهيتا) وعشان هو مش عارف إنتي شو طالبة فبحكي خلص زي ما إنتي طالبة

·         ولما تيجي الفاتورة بيعرق - ليش هيك إحنا ما طلبنا إشي لو سمحت ليش هيك الفاتورة

·         أنا ما معي فراطة……. (عشان Valet و البقشيش)

·         بعد ما تحكي شكرا على العزومه بحكيلك ما هو الجيبه وحده انا اليوم وإنتي بكرة

·         لما تنزلو على البحر الميت انتي بكون معاكي في الشنته شامبو وكريمات وصن أويل وهو بتلائيه بشاكير ( للعلم الفندق بيعطيك بشكير) وفاين على الجنب وكيس بزر في قاع الشنطة وحفاي و أنينة مي جايبها من الدار  ( عشان ورقة ماء غدير بتكون رايحة)

المرحلة الاخيرة من التعارف

·         لو بدو مصاري منك بحكيلك انه متخانق مع اهلوا أو عليه دين أو خربت سيارته

·         أبل يوم عيد ميلادك بشهر بكون يخطط كيف بدو يكون يوم عيد ميلادك وأتريه بكون بفكر كيف بدو يتخانق معك طبعا تمثيل عشان توفري علية الهدية (بعد ما تكوني جايبتيلو كل هدايا الاردن)  

·         لما تشوفي موبايلو عليه صورة أطفال بحكيلك هدول ولاد أختي وبعدين بتكتشفي إنهم ولاده

·         ولما بدو يتركك بصير يعمل حالو كتير مشغول وبحكيلك انة ما بفكر في الزيجة ابدا ويا ريت نكون إخوان( بعد 3 سنين تعارف)

·         لما يحكي انا مش جاهز للزيجه (إلا بعد 5 سنين ) بس تتركيه بعد بيومين بيخطب بنت خالتة عشان إمه بدها هيك

every where one just deal with stupid… its a soft word… the worst breed of people ever… In everything they just like to stay in the gray side of any subject.

I.e : In a work subject, they act as if they are working, they are there in meetings and confrences, they don’t need to work, they don’t like using e-mails and formals ways, if something wrong happenned by them they talk by the name of the team, if anything is good and is five starts rank, team might never be informed or involved.

I am really sick, I said in Companies we have wolves, but really the worst are corocodiles or frogs, they keep laying in swamps’ dirty waters and only show up whenever there is a chance…

I hate it, and I am done, should I change to be just like a Panda… eating silly trees’ leaves away from the ground watching everything in laziness, badly I can’t, and the worst that I had enough of it.

A kind of people that you can talk with on any problem, or use years of kindness to make them believe that you are working with an honest team of colleages… he3

Sorry wajja3t rasko, be3eeen allah

سأل طفل والده : ما معنى الفساد السياسي
فأجابه : لن أخبرك يا بني لانه صعب عليك في هذا السن ،لكن دعني أقرب لك
الموضوع

انا اصرف على البيت لذلك فلنطلق علي اسم الرأسمالية…
و امك تنظم شؤون البيت لذلك سنطلق عليها اسم الحكومة…
و انت تحت تصرفها لذلك فسنطلق عليك اسم الشعب…
و اخوك الصغير هو املنا فسنطلق عليه اسم المستقبل…
اما الخادمة التي عندنا فهي تعيش من ورائنا فسنطلق عليها اسم القوى
> الكادحة
اذهب يا بني وفكر عساك تصل الى نتيجة…..
و في الليل لم يستطع الطفل ان ينام .. فنهض من نومه قلقآ
و سمع صوت أخيه الصغير يبكي فذهب اليه فوجده بل حفاضته
ذهب ليخبر امه فوجدها غارقة في نوم عميق ولم تستيقظ ،
و تعجب أن والده ليس نائما بجوارها..
فذهب باحثآ عن أبيه
فنظر من ثقب الباب الى غرفة الخادمة فوجد أبوه معها و في اليوم التالي
قال الولد لابيه! : لقد عرفت يا أبي معنى الفساد السياسي ..
فقال الوالد: وماذا عرفت ..
قال الولد : عندما تلهو الرأسمالية بالقوى الكادحة وتكون الحكومة نائمة
في سبات عميق فيصبح الشعب قلقا تائها مهملاً تماماً و يصبح المستقبل غارقا في القذارة

Let me talk about birthdays… I never cared about birthdays or remebered even mine at the same day.. either before or after its is gone, I dont even write notes of my friends brithday dates. Lots of people tend to like celebrating birthdays, for me it is something normal, the day that one was born… so… for sure it is was a great day for family… but after few years??!!!

Happy birthday!!! I wish all of you all happy days, for me I dont like celebrating mine

In one of my comments in some of the moments of truth I have luckily overcome today… The comment was that company is just like “Mafra5et sha5seyyat”… a strong phrase in Jordanian accent…

“Personalty Breeders or Enhancers”: you see people coming to companies… mostly the outer appearance give the idea that they are simple and honest… but suddenly after working -in some cases only a few months- for a while you will see how company just explodes the hidden personalities in new comers… It is a forest full of wolves… but of the most dangerious kind… wearing ties and skirts… of cores low cut jeans and so on… are the most dangerous…

Viva la working at companies… w “futnakom be 3afyah”

Every body after a certain experience in life just draw their own image of the best way to interact and face life, time and space is always the same, but people is always changing, and so on one should change, facing all political and economical changes in middle east, one only worries about how to be positive and do something about.

Seeing men, women and children in Iraq killed and raped, where are we going, and what any intelligent person can do ti help his people in this life.

One should react and do something:

1. To try politics?

2. To try to make a fortune to be able to do anything?

3. To try social and caltural associations?

4. lol of cores not to sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep on it!!!!!

what do you think?

Been five days away from job atmosphere and today is my first day, I am planning to have another one already this week :-p

anyways viva la vacation…

and wish you all good times…