Leading a weird life.
Every day i wake up, go to work, stay after working hours creating and innovating new things to be recognized.
and the days keep come and go and suddenly, i realized that i'm 24 but looks like 44 years old man. having no social life no friends away from my carrer circle. Even i don't have the time to think of a girl.
And when i sit with my regular friends we only chat and talk about work issues and how to improve our selves and the foundation that we work in. And i don't know why i started to feel bored out of my life. I don't want to talk or create oh GOD i need a vacation. and i need it badly.
and when i talk with my mum she tells my that i'm a young man who works in a big bank in Egypt and i should be proud for what i have earned for my self. but i think that because what i have accomplished was due to my parents support and because i'm lucky not because i already have worked for it which i can assert from another side it's not true because i did well in each and every interview, meeting, task was assigned to me and still do.
May be it's the feeling of being not content and satisfied with what i am.
Actually it's been a while since the last post i'm just writing this post to inform whoever is reading my blog that i'm coming back again
SHIT HAPPENS.
The most powerful word?
Well, shit...
Shit may just be the most powerful word in the
English language. You can be shit faced,
shit out of luck, or have shit for brains.
With a little effort, you can get your shit
together, find a place for your shit
or decide to shit or get off the pot.
You can smoke shit,
buy shit,
sell shit,
lose shit,
find shit,
forget shit,
and tell others to eat shit and die.
Some people know their shit
while others can't tell
the difference
between shit and shineola.
There are lucky shits,
dumb shits, crazy shits, and sweet shits.
There is bull shit, chicken shit, and horse shit
You can throw shit, sling shit,
catch shit, or duck when shit hits the fan.
You can give a shit
or serve shit on a shingle.
You can find yourself in deep shit,
or be happier than a pig in shit.
Some days are colder than shit,
some days are hotter than shit,
and some days are just plain shitty.
Some music sounds like shit,things can look like shit,
and there are timeswhen you feel like shit.
You can have too much shit,
the right shit,the wrong shit or
a lot of weird shit.
You can carry shit,
have a mountain of shit,or find
yourself up shit creek
without a paddle.
Sometimes everything you touch turns to shit
and other times you swim in a lake of shit and come
out smelling like a rose.
When you stop to consider all the facts, it's the
basic building block of creation.
And remember, once you know your shit, you don't
need to know anything else!
still loving you
oh babe,
i will always love you
like i did before
and i'll always do
till the day i die
till the end of times
and i'll stand by you
to make you happy
to rescue you
from your sadnees
believe it it's true
i know that my love was not to happen
and my dream wasn't true
you my sadness
you my happiness
oh babe,
i reallly miss you
i miss your eyes
miss your voice
oh, i miss you
war in iraq
please guys go and see the linkbelow.
i was tudying at my friend's house for our final exams, and while we were taking rest he told me about the war in iraq and made me see this site about war in iraq. i just don't know how to comment on what i've
seen .
there is only one comment that i can say about that issue:
- no one can understand the meaning of terrorism unless he has been humiliated like those people.
- americans do more than we do to end such a war, but only for their own benefit, i mean to preserve their sons' lives from destruction.
and the question is how can we act to prevent this destruction, death and mayhem that's happening in iraq. because if we didnot do that our lives and our childrens' will be threatened soon.duo to the current status in the arab world.
i'm asking the question without knowing the answer.
shall we wage our own war on america
shall we surrender and even cooperate with the american administration
shall we just shutup and wait for our turn
or
shall we begin to try to reform our selves instead
because as the chinese proverb says if the head of a fish is rot then the whole fish is rot
so shall we stop this stinky smell and wake up from the tomb we're living in digged by our own systems
these lyrics is written by james blunt to the american president
James Blunt - No Bravery Lyrics
There are children standing here,
Arms outstretched into the sky,
Tears drying on their face.
He has been here.
Brothers lie in shallow graves.
Fathers lost without a trace.
A nation blind to their disgrace,
Since he's been here.
And I see no bravery,
No bravery in your eyes anymore.
Only sadness.
Houses burnt beyond repair.
The smell of death is in the air.
A woman weeping in despair says,
He has been here.
Tracer lighting up the sky.
It's another families' turn to die.
A child afraid to even cry out says,
He has been here.
And I see no bravery,
No bravery in your eyes anymore.
Only sadness.
There are children standing here,
Arms outstretched into the sky,
But no one asks the question why,
He has been here.
Old men kneel and accept their fate.
Wives and daughters cut and raped.
A generation drenched in hate.
Yes, he has been here.
And I see no bravery,
No bravery in your eyes anymore.
Only sadness.
