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صَارْ فِيي نزِّلْ وَرْقة بَيْضَة سَوْدا(على رأي هيلز)
(مفروض يكون هالإكتشاف بكرة بس طالعة عالضيعة بعدين على صور هاليومين)

so what?!

So the Egyptian blogger AbdelKarim is in jail now for insulting religions…and he’s going to stay like that for the following 4 years…I’m just wondering what are the consequences for that.

  • Will it stop him or change his beliefs?! I don’t think so, because according to his close friends, he was proud and strong and considered this as a proof to the tyranny of the regime he hates!
  • Will it stop bloggers from writing similar stuff? some might…but they won’t change their beliefs and many others will join.
  • Will he blog again when he’s out? I would really like to know the answer for that.

Personally, I’m against what happened and it doesn’t matter if I’m with what he said or not. Because if I’m against what he said, I should not make a big deal out of it because obviously he’s just a blogger talking about his personal experiences and he’s free to do that. And putting him in jail will make him talk more and will make more people listen to him (he’s very famous now) and might encourage others to talk too.
If I’m with what he said, also it would be it difficult to me (if I live there) to write the same or else I’ll end up just like him!

So AbdelKarim should be freed for the sake of both parties! and I find it hard to understand why do many hate him and at the same time they demand the “Freedom” of speech ! It’s like: “You have the right to say what you want as long as I agree with it!!”.

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That’s what the sleeping threads in my body got when I finished my senior presentation, The minute they got this wake up call, I noticed the following:

-The horrible headache I have.
-How much my feet hurt.
-I’m sick, a very bad flu.
-I’m so HUNGRY, and that I forgot to eat yesterday!!
-My back is going through very strange phases…don’t ask!
-My hair looks horrible (as if I care).
-How great it is to be an assistant (I saw my grade :P).
-I feel like I haven’t slept “metl elkhele2” in the last month (and it’s true).
-I got congratulations messages…I didn’t expect some at all..yet they made my day!
-My mother is online, I’ll go talk to her now…

24 March

No it’s not a new political group here in Lebanon (3a ases la3neen 7azzo hal shaher), it’s the shutdown day!! Can you shutdown your computer for 24 hours in that day?! If you can..will you participate?!
Check the website: http://www.shutdownday.org/
For me, I don’t know if I can…

Yakobian’s Building

Watching this movie made me believe that it’s 100% true that Sex, Shelter and Nutrition are what we need to be able to think and be productive! Otherwise, we are nothing but miserable and destructive creatures!

Wrong thoughts!-UPDATED

I never thought that someone would actually say it.
I saw it in the Lebanese bloggers group.

I never thought that someone would publish it in his/her blog.
I was wrong again!

I never thought that someone would find it so true and so funny!
Damn I’m stupid!

Update: I never thought that they would delete it!!!
They did!!

They didn’t delete it, it was moved from the “other” section to the “humor” section. The link is fixed! thanks hillz

Countdown

You can do it…
Look at the counter on the sidebar…
You still have time…
You have few things to be done…
Why are you so nervous?!
They will take only 5 hours max!
Don’t panic, you never did!!!
You can do it…

I hate mobile phones…-Updated

,I never liked them and at the same time I couldn’t live without one in the past 4 years, especially when I moved to Lebanon alone.

Why do I hate them?! Simply because they are to me nothing but jerk magnets ( if you feel the same join e-nadaha‘s group: Jerk Magnets). let me show you some examples:

Jerk#1: One day, I receive a message from a number I don’t know “hi loulou, how are you, I’m Karim Almenshawy”. Who’s Karim?! I had no idea. After a week or two of trying to call the jerk or to know anything about him, he called ” I got your number from a guy named Osama…….you don’t want me to call?!…..Ok, bye”. Many months later, I knew that he’s actually a Mohammad and a new classmate I know!

Jerk#2: Another one day, the phone rings, an international number..
-hello?X?
-no wrong number!
-I like your voice, Can I know your name?!
-*hangs up*
For two or three days, the jerk kept calling…the last phone call lasted 30 minutes, I didn’t say a word during these minutes, just pressed the answer button and he did the talking…he called me Heba by the way (he likes the name he said)

Jerk#3: I don’t know if anyone read the post “Jerks” that I deleted it. A guy calling himself the phantom of the Opera…he turned out to be my cousin’s cousin having fun.

Jerk #4: A new one, couple of days ago, a number missed call couple of times…I sent a message (stupid me) asking for the caller’s identity…”I’m fadi”, “fadi meen?”, “fadi masa2at”…here we go again!!! he claimed that he saw me once in AlBekaa’ but he didn’t have the courage to speak to me (never been there)…it ended by me asking him to fuck off, and he did!

Jerk #5,6..etc: A list of many numbers(from Lebanon and Egypt) that I don’t know them till now, miss calling every once and a while, sending messages sometimes, …you will find their numbers saved and named Who1, who2, who3…etc in my phonebook (the max once reached who11).

Conclusion: mobile phones are disgusting and so are some men!

Update: this jerk #4(fadi masa2at) is back…he’s sending messages telling me that I’m LUCKY he has my number and I should be grateful for that!!!!!!!!!!

Lebanese People- Ziad Alrahbany

Random!

Today was my final final…did well..I almost had a nervous breakdown before I take it (NEVER happened before)

That stupid stomachache is killing me!

Went to my aunt’s place, took some photos…laughed a bit..

God, I know it’s impossible but let me see him!!!!

Went to my grandparents’ place…I saw grandpa today…that was something! took some photos too…I don’t want to talk about grandpa but he can be annoying!

Why didn’t those pills do anything???

I’m getting depressed and that pain isn’t helping!

I need a hair cut

Why am I crying?

I want to dance, not from joy…just dance!

I need to lose some weight

I’m tired…

let him see me…