YOUR OPINION OF ME IS THE ONLY ONE THAT MATTERS..

**update:ok some people are actually understanding this wrong. what i meant is that of all peoples opinions they have on me, the only one that i actually care about is that person's opinion. i don't care about the others.**

that's all :)

The Glass Is...

HALF FULL OR HALF EMPTY?

I Find Great Humour In The Fact That We Ever Take Ourselves Seriously

ok i just feel a little bit iffy and i need to blow off some steam..


*I find it very odd that people are surprised when they find out I'm a quarter of an Indian.. what's the big deal?


*I've been thinking about learning a new language.. but I already know 4.. English, Arabic, Indian and French.. but I think I also wanna learn Italian.. what do you think I should learn?


*I've been having a lot of blonde moments. what the hell is wrong with me?


*one thing you should know about me is that I hate eating in crowded places. I just don't feel comfortable. I mean everybody sees everybody.. and I just don't want people to see me the minute I'm going to put food in my mouth. one time me and my cousins were eating dinner and the freaking waitress was standing in front of our table watching us eat.. all I did was drink water the whole time, and when the bitch finally decided to leave I was full from drinking the fucking water!!


* ok the point from that is my question: is it just me?


*I have decided to get a belly button ring! I will save some money till summer lamman insafer and I'll go get it done with my cousin. just don't tell our moms :P if they found out we'd be dead.. I hope my mom doesn't read my blog.. I really hope so...


*ok so this is something that's irked me for a very fucking long time.
when I speak English. I speak in an American accent. I don't do it on purpose, it just happens. and when I do it in public sometimes people look at me funny, like I'm showing off.. I'm not showing off this is the way I fucking talk! .... but if you hear a q80 person talk like that.. would you think they're showing off?


*I've been told that I'm a sarcastic bitch by my family.. and I wanted to see how sarcastic I am. so I took this test. and I'm very surprised!! I knew I'm sarcastic. but not to this extent:

You're Totally Sarcastic

You sarcastic? Never! You're as sweet as a baby bunny. Seriously, though, you have a sharp tongue - and you aren't afraid to use it. And if people are too wimpy to deal with your attitude, then too bad. So sad.

How Sarcastic Are You?

*yesterday I thought I lost my iPod. I was so freaked!! all my songs. my videos. my movies.. everything gone!!! 'till I found the iPod under my pillow -_-


*don't worry I give you permission to tell me how stupid I am because of the iPod thing.


*I've been told that I'm mean. I'm not mean, I'm honest! maybe too honest.. at least I'm not lying!!


*my brother tells me that I'm selfish. all I do is write about myself in my blog. (pause)

I'll give you a minute to digest this idiotic sentence and won't bother saying anything about it.


*I just sneezed. 7amdillah :P

What You Are To Me...

You're the one who's been there for me when nobody was.
You're the one who always knew what to say and you always say it at the right time.
You've always been there in my worst and best of times.
You have been with me through thick and thin.
You've helped me with everything, from helping me with homework or just being a smartass and telling me i was wrong.
You're the only one who's been truly honest with me and I the same.
You're the one I go to, to bitch and whine or let out my happiness or frustrations.
We have been through alot together.
From being sick or just plain unresponsive, but you've always come through.
You're the only one who knows how I truly feel about stuff, and you're the only one who truly knows me.

I love you,
I'm grateful towards you.
I owe everything to you.
You are my best friend,
My soul mate.
My Mac.

Why Don't You Do Right?

You had plenty money 1922
You let other women make a fool of you
Why don't you do right, like some other men do?

Get outta here
Get me some money too.

Now if you had prepared 20 years ago
You wouldn't be wandering now from door to door
Why don't you do right, like some other men do?

Get outta here
Get me some money too (x2)

Why don't you do right, like some other men do?

aaaah good times :P

The Greatest Hazard In Life Is To Risk Nothing, Only People Who Risk Are Free

ok so i've been down with a fever and i'm bored out of my mind from resting! and i've been watching youtube since 11 o'clock and don't ask why, but i've been watching inside the actors studio the whole time and at the end of each episode he asks the guest a questionnaire.. and so my dear reader. we are going to do it! i'll go first:

1: What is your favorite word?

Serendipity.

2: What is your least favorite word?

No.

3: What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?

Confidence.

4: What turns you off?

Lies.

5: What sound or noise do you love?

The sea.

6: What sound or noise do you hate?

A ringing phone.

7: What is your favorite curse word?

Fuck!

8: What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?

Singing. :P

9: What profession would you not like to do?

Teaching. (no offense to teachers :P)

10: If heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?

Finally you made it!! :P

alright dear reader.. you have to answer it as a comment. i'm sorry dear reader it's not a choice. it's an order ;)

The Other Side Of The Story (Part II) **click on the title to read the first part**

So you finally came to listen huh? You finally gave up some of your time to listen to me, or did you? Heh does it really matter? Someone's finally going to listen to me for once. So where do you want me to start? How it all began? Or how it all fell apart?

I guess I'll start with the day we met. I'll tell you about the rest, the next time we meet.

That day started as one of the worst days of my life, and then all of a sudden it turned to be one of the best days of my life. If you'd ask me to do it again, I would never hesitate. I'd do it in a heartbeat.

Now back to the story. That day I wanted to kill everyone. Nothing was going my way; I twisted my ankle calling a cab, and in the process broke my heel. Which was only the beginning.

I enter the building with a slight limp with a ripped skirt. I walk over to my desk feeling self-conscious and exposed. I held my head high and casually walked to the desk, only a little faster than usual.

I stand and stare. There is nothing on my desk, literally, nothing but an envelope. I open it and find a pink slip. I read it and I find out I've been fired. I think I was in shock, because I wasn't angry or anything. I just said the first thing that came into mind
"It really is pink."

Conveniently as I exited the building. It suddenly started to rain. and I couldn't help but yell.
"OH COME ON!"

I look up at the sky and take a deep breath. Trying to hold it in. I will not lose control here I thought to myself. Teary eyed I hail for a cab, at the same time another man standing next to me with an umbrella does the same. The cab stops between us. As I walk to it he does the same. I get there first and open the door getting ready to get in.

"Excuse me. What do you think you're doing?" he asks me cautiously
"Umm... getting in the cab?" not quite sure what to say.
"But this is my cab."
"Come again?"
"It's..my..caaaab" talking slowly as if I couldn't understand him.
"Look I've had a really crappy day and I don't have time for this….." and I start into blabber mode. Which in another note I think runs in the family.
"Ok ok. Maybe we can share?" he says while holding up his hand.
"Fine." I say as I step inside the vehicle.

Inside the cab I stare out the window, while doing patterns on the window with my finger.

"What are you staring at?"
"Everything." I answer.

Next thing I know he introduces himself and offers to buy me a cup of coffee. I decline saying something about me not liking coffee. He offers to buy me a milk shake. And I agree.

The whole time I'm aware of the ring on his left hand, but I never acknowledged it.

See you next week?

Funny Video Of The Month :P

i'm not sure if you've already seen this.. but who cares?!

it's still funny don't you think??

Ma Boy!

this is ma babeh. isn't he adorable? his name is CK. which stands for Clark Kent. i'm a HUGE superman fan and CK are his initials.

he's 4 years old. which means 28 in dog years. he's a pure bread German Shepherd. and he's full of hair as you can see :P

he loves loves LOVES kit kat! it's his favorite treat! he's very protective!

and he worships me. fa9la. but very smart. he has gotten into the house on his own many many times. and when you try to punish him, he gives you those cute puppy eyes which he knows will melt your heart. and he uses it alot when he sees me with some candy or something which caught his interest. and me being the huge softy i give it to him anyway.

don't you just love him already??

from small little fur ball...

to huge adorable lion :P

The Sound Of Beauty

Can you hear that? That noise?
Did you ever hear anything more beautiful? So powerful?
Do you know what that is? That’s nature. Isn’t it amazing?

Do you see the raindrops, so pure and unique? Do you see the way they shine on their way down? Or the way they look when they hit the ground and make ripples in the ground? It feels like my explaining it won’t do it any justice. It’s thrilling in it’s own right. So I guess I’ll just skip it and let your imagination do all the work.

Do you see the way nature is cleansing itself? How can you not? Do you feel the same way I feel right now, this overwhelming feeling of wonderment? Do you feel it?

Can you hear the sound of the rain? It’s so relaxing; so peaceful.
I don’t know why, but I always feel so connected in the middle of a rainstorm. Do you feel that way too?

Listen…..do you hear that? That’s the sound of beauty.

I Had Another Dream

I had another dream the other night. It wasn't a good dream. And you were in it. I didn't want you in my dream. I felt something. Like something bad is going to happen. And I didn't want anything to happen to you.

I tried to get you to leave. I tried to keep you away. To keep you safe, but you wouldn't leave. I wanted you to leave. I told you that I had a feeling, and that I didn't like it, that I didn't want you to be here when it happens. You told me it was all in my head. But the feeling was only getting stronger. I didn't like it. And I wanted to wake up. You said it would be okay. You said everything would be fine. I tried to believe you. I wanted to believe you so bad.

All this happened in the car on our way. I kept expecting something to happen. Any second and it would. But it never did. The feeling seemed to fade away. I was glad it was fading.

The car kept moving, and we kept laughing. I never wanted this feeling to end. This happiness. this content. I wanted it to go on forever.

I look at my right and I see the car coming towards us. It was getting closer. The car wasn't supposed to be there. I opened my mouth to tell you that. But I never got the chance to say it.

I won't be cliché and say that I saw my life flash through my eyes. And the only white light I saw was the headlight from the car. It was very strong. I had to close my eyes because of it.

I woke up that day with this urge to see you. And when I went to your room I couldn't find you. I wanted to tell you about the dream. I wanted to know what it meant. Most of all I wanted to see you and make sure you were safe.

I was getting really worried until you called. You told me you were hungry, and I told you I wanted to talk to you about something. You said you were in the mood for the place we were going to in my dream. I told you we’d see when you get here.

I don't know how you convinced me to go there. But we did. And on the way there, I had the same feeling I had then. And I became quiet. You said something about that being weird since I can't keep my mouth shut for two minutes. And I didn't say anything. That’s when I think you became really worried.

We got to the place where it happened. I look at my right expecting to see the car coming towards me. But it never came.

I laughed and told you about the dream. And you laughed at my paranoia. I told you I have really weird dreams, and you couldn't help but agree. We kept laughing about it all day.

You told me it would be okay. You said everything would be fine. I tried to believe you. And I did, I still do.

We See Things Not As They Are, But As We Are

I'm sorry that I'm not the person you wanted me to be, I'm sorry that I'll never be that person.
I'm just not strong enough, or smart enough to be like you. I'm sorry. I tried. I really did.. even after all the advice and directions you gave me, I don't know what to do.

I can't be like you, I don't know how to be like you. I'm not like you. I'm not as confident as you are, I'm not wise as you are. I'm not together as you are.

I tried. I really did. And I won't stop trying.. it's just that my trying isn't good enough. It's never good enough, it will never be good enough.. I'm sorry, I shouldn't be this insecure. I can't help it. It's the truth. I'm no longer in denial.

I've tried to be the best I can be. I've tried to make you proud of me. I'm not you, I'm not her, I'm not them. I'm just me. And I don't know if I should be sorry because of it. But I am. I don't know why. I just am.

I'm trying to do everything you want without losing myself, and I already feel like a stranger to myself. You said everything will be ok. Easier said than done. I've already lost myself. I don't even know who I am anymore.

I can't be you. I just.....can't.

Please don't stop loving me because of it. Please

WOW

mashalla!!! you see all that?

i taught him all of it :P

What Keeps Us Human

what makes humans so different from the other species in the world?
is it the fact that we're able to think? or is it that we can make change from the way we think? but is change the result of just our thinking?

humans are not only different from other species, but they are different from each other. each human is unique in it's own way. from it's personality, to it's way of handling pressure, to all kinds of things that makes humans so different.

what makes us all human? is it that we get emotional with certain things? or that we are able to do the impossible? or the fact that we strive for perfection, even though we know that nothing is perfect? we're not perfect; it doesn't even exist, but we keep on working to achieve it. we're hopeful that we will find it in a tiny particle of our being, hidden just beneath the surface.

we never give up. we keep striving for perfection. some even die looking for it. and in the end we're no different than any other creature in the planet. we're all just a grain of sand.

HOLY SHIT I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!!

The Greater Your Dreams, The More Terrible Your Nightmares

breathe in, breathe out.


my fingers are ready. and I’m just staring at the screen. I should write something. a sentence. a word. anything.. and I wrote nothing. all I wrote was my name.

I still have nothing after twenty minutes. just a few sentences. and I hate it. I’m still in the same position I was when I first started. I want to write something. I want it so bad.

I want to write a story that would change somebody’s perspective on life. it is an amazing feeling to know that you’ve helped changed somebody’s view on life. opening one’s eyes to things they’ve never seen before. or opening doors that were once locked. to be able to do that is an honor.

I’m still waiting for an idea to hit me. and I’m bored as hell. so I listen to some music. trying to pass the time. the music isn’t helping any. so I put some dvds to watch. am I’m so engrossed in the show that I totally forgot about the article that I wanted to write. I stop the show, losing interest in it. and sleep while everybody outside keeps on living and time keeps on ticking.

OMG!!!

anything else?? :P

Introducing Abercrombie & Fitch!

they're my favorite! i love them! i adore them! and they're so cuute! :P

the one on the right is Abercrombie and the other is fitch :D
i usually pick their noses when i feel bored. and when they start to fight i just shove my foot in their mouthes :P

that's it.. and i can't think of anything else. if i remember i'll tell you :P

Funny Video Of The Month :P