The Bitter Blog

Day "TWO"

2011-02-25T14:34:00.003+02:00

Sooooo

Picture this... i wake up this morning, go to work and less than an hour into work i receive an email addressed to my and (N)'s email...

and what is in that wonderful gem of an email? it's a link to an abandoned blog in which i wrote a total of 5 posts. Those 5 posts were divided into 2 negative posts about N and 3 positive Posts about another girl... these were posts i had written during my first time around with (N) and over say 3 months... they are a sample of the work i don't feel comfortable sharing here for "personal" reasons... it's funny how the truth/bitter blog started out that way... as a space for me to say what i needed to say but had no one offering to listen...

It's an "anonymous" blog... meaning that there wasn't something linking me (KareemfromEgypt) or the other me (actual Kareem) to that blog... not my first name, not my last name, not a hyperlink in sight, nothing...

naturally i've never heard of the sender or their initials (which was the only thing that they provided me with)

what i find baffling is that i haven't shared this blog with anyone... i had actually forgotten about it... it was a page in my life that i had turned over a long time ago... obviously someone who has a bone to pick with me or with (N) knows about it and knows a bit more than that too (N's email, my new email which he/she could have only got from one place)

so i'm off to speak about it with (N) now... i don't dread it that much, it just pains me to see her get hurt or upset because of something i did... it pains me even more if it is over something as ancient as those posts...

soooo

Day "Two" Yo!

DAY "ONE" A.K.A This is what you come up with after over 2 years of silence?

2011-01-03T18:49:00.005+02:00

The quotes are because this isn't the first thought per se, just the first one I got while having the opportunity to type it out... so it's not technically day number 1
There's a million reasons to panic... All as insignificant or as life changing as you choose to make them. Fact remains that millions of people did it before you and hopefully millions after you will (end-of-the-world events permitting)

It might be too soon to write about it in the first place... Perhaps I haven't had the time to fully absorb and/or realize the impact of this step...

I was telling "N" a couple of days back that finding someone in your late twenties makes you one step closer to what many might consider the good life... I've failed to mention to her that it also automatically gives you a statistical longevity advantage over those who found said someone (I refuse to use the term "the one") in their early twenties.
Is it luck? Number of (educated) trials? Sheer bloody determination to tough it out? I have an answer but since almost every persons answer to that question is bound to be a subjective, autobiographical one, I would rather keep my answer to myself... I personally have evidence against and for all 3 theories :)

Laptops and Beauty marks on girls who resemble exes aside [which ex? Doesn't matter N ♥], I think its up for each person to discover the answer to that question on their own... I'm reminded? Of an old story about someone asking the old wise man the answer to some question and the old man sending him on several pointless quests only at the end for the young apprentice to realize that the answer lied in the actual journey... You know?
Update: It could also be The Karate Kid part 1 :)

Soooooo, where was I? Yes, panicking.
I'm OK with my own company... I keep myself in check, and generally before it gets too complicated as well... No one is perfect but we should all strive to be better, shouldn't we? In fact (religion aside) I believe in mini mistakes to help us do mini corrections on our course to "greatness"... Everybody wants to be great don't they?

addendum:

I have cyclical depression? Tidal shifts
I like to refer to them as waves washing over me and any man worth his dinner knows you don't fight the tide, you swim and duck and such until you clear it... It'll be interesting to see how it goes with "N" ♥ around this year and with all the new factors

P.s. It is also worth noting that those cycles are most apparent/vicious in Jan and late June early July.

P.s Bardo :) It's not the first thing in over 2 years, just the first here :)

"One day, lad, all this will be yours!" "What, the curtains?"

2008-11-17T13:40:00.004+02:00

The problem with family businesses

It's somehow maintaining a balance between how much you want to spend, how much you'd like to save and how much to re-invest... combine that with family members who do absolutely nothing yet think they can somehow control what you do or think they're somehow entitled to equal benefits just because they share the same last name.

I deliberately take out a small amount of money for my monthly salary, i do that consciously, and the reason is that whatever i don't spend is better off being reinvested rather than tucked away somewhere... it just seems like a smarter choice. that's why i still haven't taken out my annual bonus for the last two years... and for that reason i think i am entitled to some of the things they're not entitled to

I mean fuck, i get paid less than i would had i been selling credit cards in some bank for the past 5 years, and trust me i don't sell credit cards... i was so enraged by that mini argument, i mean the nerve, the audacity, the narrow vision... (the amount we were talking about is about half the amount that person owes me as a result of the recent exchange rate changes in our respective bank accounts which we [and by we i mean I] maintain at an equal balance in different currencies) and the rest can be covered from my yet to be paid bonuses...

Shit!

P.S the title is from Monty Python and the holy grail...

Not Cool

2008-03-21T14:58:00.000+02:00

The "Asshole" posts and all somewhat related ones as well have been removed until further notice

I'm not happy about it

What Women Want

2008-02-04T13:42:00.000+02:00

Men are only after one thing”

I’ve heard that phrase so many times I’ve lost count by now, but it’s fair to say the number was in the 4 digit area, I’ve been hearing it again recently and normally I’d let it slide… after all it’s not like my fellow men have done a lot to rebut that argument… in fact, the majority of my gender’s actions confirms it, we can’t argue that men are pigs, even the most respectable male has a pig somewhere deep inside him. Or as Anis Mansour once put it “Al Gentelman, ze2b taweel el baal” and again most gentlemen won’t argue that unless there are some females present :)

However, that led me to think - which in itself is a rarity these days with the amount of work that’s been shoveled over me - that led me to think about what women want?

Throughout my past couple of relationships, and the eventual collapse, there has been one recurring theme (and no, it wasn’t about that only one thing that all men want) that theme was that I got smothered easily, or to be more biased to myself, I felt too smothered. The distance I needed, the space I needed was perhaps the only need not being catered to, and even though I can’t speak for all males I can assure you that this particular male definitely wants space, needs space.
It seems that the request of being left alone occasionally is too much to ask out of a female, perhaps I have a certain quality and/or facial feature that makes me attract the needy ones…

So I asked around, all the males I know, older men, younger ones, it seems I’m not alone out there, all agreed that women are clingy and needy, it’s just one of their major qualities, what we refer to as clingy and needy they refer to as being emotionally developed and ready to commit, it’s all a matter of wording if you ask me… the bottom line is that emotionally developed/clingy does not work with independent/emotionally crippled, they don’t compliment each other no matter how hard we try, opposites may attract but not without some consequences… or maybe we just need to try harder, but only when the goal of spending “the rest of your life” with her/him is worth all the hard work.

One person’s hard labour is another person’s heaven…

But that entire post aside I move for changing the quote at the top to “Men are only after one thing, Women are after EVERYTHING”

Gay-dar

2007-12-03T10:35:00.000+02:00

Am i the only one who finds it alarming that i was singing "freedom" by "George Michael" today as i was taking my morning shower???

It's Over

2007-11-21T14:13:00.000+02:00

Yup

Ended last week.

No more In-a-Relationship With HER

We sure had our ups and downs, she was and still remains a great girl who did all her best to make me happy.

God knows i did my best too :(

But as Anouk once sang "my best wasn't good enough"

It worries me to be at this point in my life, where being single is more appealing than being in a relationship
Am i addicted to being single??

A little background info on my dating history: I don't have relationships that last longer than 3 months, there was this one time (at band camp ;) where i had a relationship that lasted for a year and a half, and now this is my second longest relationship ever (and my most real)

My Mean, Median and Mode is less than 3 months. What? Am I that hard to please?? do i have a very thin line rather than a range of what i want in life and out of a relationship??? the rigid bastard that is me. I know i am quite flexible when it comes to what I'm expecting of my girl to do... but when it comes to what is expected of me I'm not so nice... it's more of a I'm-gonna-be-flexible-with-you-and-let-you-do-what-you-want-so-let-me-do-what-i-want.

Cause for alarm you say? I think i heard someone say Emotionally Crippled.... yes you at the back...

Kareemfromegypt: Now is the time to be self centered, to worry about myself
Kareemfromegypt: when did you ever stop being self centered?
Kareemfromegypt: Don't be such a bitch, bitch!!!
Kareemfromegypt: ooooh, such a tough guy aren't you? what are you going to do? Slap yourself?
Kareemfromegypt: I feel quite tempted
Kareemfromegypt: Well... Bring it on Pretty boy!!!!

Sorry about that, he does like to cause a scene... I'll deal with him later

I'm not crying, I'm not depressed, not that much, I'm not sure if i'm holding back any feelings, not allowing myself the time to grieve, Refusing to grieve in the first place, not allowing myself to pity my failure, refusing to view it as failure. There is her though, i still worry about her, worry about how she's doing, worried about whether i should be by her side, continue to give her the "mediocre" support that i was giving her, Or if being close to her will remind her of the good times, make it harder for both of us to move along. I do want her as a friend cuz she's a really cool friend, and i always find it easy to talk with her and i think she thinks the same of me. We did agree to remain close, not to try to ignore each other, to pick up from where we left before we got into this relationship, and i'm ore than willing to do that

over the past week, 3 days in a row i couldn't get to her, i'd call but she'd be busy... and it sort of made me feel that she was ignoring me on purpose, that was one day after we agreed on being there for each other, on not disappearing, and i couldn't help but think that she was ignoring me on purpose

last thursday (the 4th day of me not being able to talk to her) i called her up on my way to see some friends, and we had a nice one hour long chat about that, it went okay, wasn't Super and yet wasn't a disaster... i think we can do this :)))

Now I'd love to sit and chat but i have some Schizophrenic butt kicking to deal with :)

I can't take this shit

2007-10-11T00:23:00.000+02:00

It's killing me to hear her like that, to know that she's in a ridiculous amount of pain and that her son of a goddamned cockguzzling bitch father is not doing anything about it.

not to mention that he's supposedly a doctor, and a good reputable one. How can that sorry pathetic excuse for a father be like that? how can he know that his daughter, who just went into back surgery less than two months ago is in severe pain and not do anything about it?

I feel helpless, i don't know how to handle this, i blame her for being that helpless, i blame her for letting her case deteriorate to that extent, i blame her for being afraid of hospital and doctors in general, not that she has had a good example at home, i blame her for not trying to get help directly from his friends or from her other family members, her aunt, her grandmother, anyone, and i blame her for not yelling/crying loud enough for her worse than deaf piece-of-shit Dad to hear.

i don't care if he has "problems", even if he's going bankrupt, even if she used to cry wolf as a kid, even if he walked in on his two sons fucking, no human being is that selfish, i hope he suffers, i hope he experiences her pain AND her helplessness, i hope he DOES walk in on his two sons blowing each other

i HATE that man more than i have hated anyone else in my life so far, i hope he does have even more "problems" than he has now , i want to see him suffer even more than he is allegedly suffering now, i want to see him writhing in pain, both physical and emotional pain

Tidal Wave

2007-09-14T21:39:00.000+02:00

one thing's for sure

i haven't been this depressed in a very long while

i haven't felt the need to be alone, to deal with my invisible shit since almost forever

it's putting a strain on my relationship, and on everything, i just want to be alone, want to be left alone

and she doesn't understand nor appreciate that, cuz she's the kind that needs people around her when she's depressed, i don't want anyone to pamper me, i just want to deal, to try and find out what's making me feel this way

why do i resent my life and other's lives as well, we make fun of some shit on a daily basis yet some people's dreams are that very same shit we make fun of.

walking hand in hand 3al kornish, eating icecream from some shop then waking back home, that could be a romantic thing to do if it was in any other country, without the hoards of sons of bitches waiting to either comment on you two or grope her depending on your location.

yet blaming them is only part of the equation, it's hard to teach people about equality and respecting the female body when their own body is not respected, their hunger pangs, their dignity, from the policeman, the rich guy in his car, the neighbors, the other people riding on the bus.

we make fun of random stuff, for example it's my turn to take you out today, let me buy you lunch, Erm... didn't you say you craved fuul and ta3meya sandwiches?, yet most people eat that more than once a day, it's not a joke, it's sad

i feel like crying, and again i haven't cried in a while, i've been detached from all forms of emotional stimuli for longer than eternity and now it's all coming back in one strong combined blow to the gut

i feel hate towards society and life and contempt towards myself and my like, the privileged ones, i feel we don't do enough and i'm not sure if i want to do something, cuz i don't believe it will make a difference and i can't live with myself for feeling like that

i haven't felt that much disdain for myself in a very long while

Karim is a friend of mine

2007-09-14T13:29:00.000+02:00

The dude doesn't pick up, never answers his phone, doesn't reply to our emails and we're all worried sick about him

He's the smartest person you'll ever meet, a sense of humor that's unmatched, a genius both conversationally and academically, the guy was the top of his class and the top of our school with virtually no studying.

he sent us a mail about a month ago appologizing for not being a "good friend" and all, and his exact words were:

It has taken me quite a while to write the next couple of words ..

I just wanted to apologize for not being a very good friend lately, even though I honestly don't understand what the word means .. I know I have "disappeared" many times before, and it isn't very amusing any more .. But of all the times when I just couldn't deal with everything, I had never felt the need to vanish so strongly before ..

I have been dealing with a lot of things lately, and I just realized that I can't resolve all of those issues on my own .. I acknowledge the need to seek dedicated professional advice .. I really appreciate your concern, and I apologize again for being a prick ..

Hope you are all doing well, and hope next time we meet it will better for all of us ..
k.

that last paragraph in particular "Hope you are all doing well, and hope next time we meet it will better for all of us .. "sounds a bit too suicidal for my liking

i don't know how to reach out to him, i'm sure he's got real shit on his mind, the heavy, hardcore type, like being raped or seeing your mom in bed with another guy or seeing your younger brother blowing his uncle or something, just not sure what to do with him, and he's never been the type to talk about his normal problems, i can only imagine what some real shit will do to him.

i hope he's seeing a therapist

Ouch

2007-09-05T10:20:00.000+03:00

The Ex's Father Died yesterday

THE ex is what i call my former girlfriend of a year and a half, the relationship that felt most right, not an ex, the ex

I just got off the phone with her and she broke me

i haven't felt like crying in ages

her whimper really hit the spot

plus the fact that i'm not used to her being vulnerable, she's tough as nails when she needs to, and she's been through a hell of a lot over the past 4 years but never complained.

although we don't talk regularly, i still care for her, despite the rumors that were never confirmed, despite never giving me a reason as to why she broke up with me, she'll always be special to me

may God give her more strength for that one

will get back to you guys in a while

Allah yer7amo
K

Nightmares

2007-08-28T00:01:00.000+03:00

I Barely remember my dreams

i think that's something a lot of guys can claim, i think i read somewhere that guys in general don't remember their dreams as well as girls although they dream with the same frequency

and i usually enjoy long uninteruppted stretches of sleep, very few times can i remember having problems sleeping

one thing i do remember quite well is nightmares

Nightmares are nature's way of giftwrapping some shit for you

Why should I help???

2007-07-19T15:58:00.000+03:00

A weird memory flashed across my mind yesterday as I was with my best friend “the asshole” and his bitch fiancée (N) and a lot of the asshole’s work buddies

I got lost 3 times in London as a kid.

Yep that’s right three times, you’d think I’d have learned by maybe the second time but nope.
I would like to go on the record that I love London and consider it my home away from home

It all started when I was Six years old, I was on a school trip, not an official school trip per se but it was supervised by our school or something don’t really remember the only reason I went was because my sister was going and my mom was going anyway at that time so it was either London or my grandma’s house

On one of the organized outings we were supposed to go to see some place (possibly the tower of London, maybe Madame tussauds wax museum or some other similar place)

I tagged along and daydreamed most of the time (I used to daydream a lot when I was a kid) actually all my school reports stated that “kareem is a very bright kid…bla bla blah but needs to pay more attention” then on the ride back to the hotel I was sleepy so I sneaked to the back of the crowded bus and cuddled next to a “pretty” girl (too bad she was too old for me, she was in grade 11 or something while I was six, it didn’t work out) I was cute back then, before the weight and the pimples and the insecurities piled on.

I woke up maybe an hour later to find that the bus instead of the expected noise of the teenagers who were on board I found two nice middle aged ladies and one possibly deceased English man with a weird hat on his head, I remember distinctly that I didn’t cry, and that’s coming from a kid who was around 6 years old that time, and who didn’t speak English very well.

Strange huh?

Now the way things are in this life Is that now if I find that bus driver who helped me find my way back, to the hotel, called them up and told them there’s a kid that you guys forgot, bought me chocolates and gummy bears or something (and a diet 7up) I don’t know why he bought me a diet 7up but I distinctly remember that it was diet (maybe he thought I might be diabetic and I have tons of respect for him even if that wasn’t why he got the diet one) but the sad truth is that if I he needed a blood donation I wouldn’t give it to him cuz I don’t know him now, I owe him a lot yet there’s no chance in hell that I’ll be able to pay him back, maybe that’s the reason we’re meant to “pay it forward”

Do you guys find it strange that I remember tiny details like the diet 7up one?
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SFP = Sweaty Fat Pervert :)

2007-07-19T15:52:00.000+03:00

Greed:	High
Gluttony:	Medium
Wrath:	High
Sloth:	High
Envy:	Medium
Lust:	Very High
Pride:	Medium

Take the Seven Deadly Sins Quiz

DAMN!!!!!

didn't know lust had me done keda, i always liked to think of myself as a more decent person, not pervy perverson

other than that they got the rest pretty right, i do get a lot more Angry, Lazy and Greedy than Envious, Gluttonous or Proud

Hmmmm!!!!

2007-07-14T00:57:00.000+03:00

I wrote this sometime in late May

but first, i'd like to appologize for the delayed absence for those who cared enough to ask, and also appologize for not replying to their comments

so this is what i wrote back in may

Shokeir told me there must be something that’s worth writing about for you, something that grabs your attention enough for you to contemplate and come up with a conclusion about or at least an opinion (that was his answer when i told him i haven't been inspired lately)

The weird thing is that I don’t, and haven’t had in over a month now

For over 2 years now I’ve had a very successful spell of being sharp and observant, mainly about relationships cuz I’m not one to talk about politics and in a way I think everything else has a way of taking care of itself (work, family and friends)

Yet the main challenge that so many twenty-somethings fail to complete successfully is finding ourselves a partner (that’s what I honestly believe, or else I wouldn’t be over thinking it) (I like to consider myself a smart person)

So being it that I was single for over 2 years. That left me with analyzing everyone around me, no one was safe, not my parents, not my friends, not my clients and it was cool at first, predicting when this couple was going to split or why that couple did. It reached a point when I crossed over to analyzing friendships and their dynamics and in a sense I still do.

Now this long introduction / self analysis happened in my head yesterday after I read shokeir’s message.

And…

The reason I haven’t been blogging lately, not even checking other blogs (other than being busy) is that I’m now in a relationship.

Who would have thought I would not remain bitter. Bitter, truthful, kareemfromegypt is now in a relationship and happy and content with it, is accepting the stuff he wouldn’t have been accepting under any other situation, finding them perfectly normal, not only that but actually enjoying them

Now Ain’t THAT strange?

This reminds me of the Gym Class Heroes Cover of “take a look at my girlfriend” especially the bit,

“It’s been some time since we last spoke
and this is gonna sound like a bad joke,
but momma I fell in love again,
it’s safe to say I have a new girlfriend”

“And I know it sound so old,
but cupid got me in a chokehold,
and I’m afraid I might give in,
towel’s on the mat, my white flag is wavin’

Okay so writing this post less than 2 months after I wrote about love being the Tender trap makes me feel weird, completely shatters my credibility, destroys the way I view myself :)

But maybe, just maybe, this might be the time, time for me to actually meet someone who not only makes me happy (that wasn’t the issue but eliminates the “what ifs” and “maybes”.

And although I still have a lot to know / learn yet I just wanted to state this…

I love you Mrs. Banana :)

P.s For anyone who feels like vomiting after reading this post, I left several buckets alongside the tissues by the exit :)

The Tender Trap

2007-04-01T23:15:00.000+02:00

Whether it's by amplifying the truth/reality

Whether it's by accepting stuff that you wouldn't normally put up with

whether it's putting a special ringtone for them or going out of your way to please them

we all fall for that trap at somepoint in our lives

Should i remain the only sane one out of the bunch? or should i wise up and join the crowd?

why do we pretend that being on our own isn't getting to us? IS IT? Sometimes it does.

Am i really that sane? Rather than a commitment phobe / ingrateful prick? someone with issues, some serious baggage? i don't feel like i have baggage, not very heavy ones at least.

whether it's making a fool of yourself infront of a total stranger, or worse (a close friend)

whether it's a girl groping another girl at a party

whether it's proposing to your ex g.f 3 months or so after your current love turned down your marriage proposal

wether it's willing yourself to marry a guy you barely know, who lives in Japan, and who won't even be there during your marriage cuz he can't take time off

Holding out for a hero? more like holding out till the next person shows up.

My Love (Let me talk to you my love)

2007-03-12T23:05:00.000+02:00

Oh how much i wanted you.

Oh how it killed me when you said no.

Killed me, to the extent that when you called me for the first time in 4 months,

I was willing to ditch (R) my first kiss

and we all know how important she was. How she had me fucked (from her effect on me) for about 3 years after

Now that i look back (M) on how i felt
i can't but wonder what magic you spelt.

but the magic is done babe, and so am I.

I see you now and can't help but think how weak you are, how life made you bitter.
It didn't help that your default setting was sarcastic bitch, was i gonna be the one putting up with all the insecurities? You changed though...

you see the sarcastic bitch was cute, because underneath it was a nice person, a beautiful, funny girl who wasn't afraid to sound foolish, when did all the insecurities pile up??????? we're supposed to grow more confident as we grow up,

yet with you only the sarcastic bitch grew, and the beautiful, confident part wasn't there to prserve her sanity.

AND i'm glad i missed the show.

If you are a firm believer in fate & that people will end up in the same place no matter which route/path they take then it wouldn't have made the tiniest difference if i was there.

And when i see what i wanted for myself i thank God that my dream didn't come true cuz honestly (M), I Don't want to be your hero anymore.

Doctors and Work

2007-03-12T22:55:00.000+02:00

My office is in a building that has a lot of doctors, and although the building is in a relatively upscale area of town, it seems that some of those doctors do a lot of work with unions or something.

Several times a month as i'm leaving work at night i get greated with the sight of a young mother crying somewhere between the ground and second floor and EVERY SINGLE TIME it's because she can't afford to treat or hospitalize her kid, it's not like their beggars or professionals or anything, and the sight of them with their family around them looking that helpless makes me feel like shit.

to be at that stage where you can't afford to treat your kid is depressing, and yet a the same time it's quite... ummm....

shit.

Tags R' Us

2007-03-12T22:50:00.000+02:00

Section 1 - Last 1s?

1. last beverage? Sugarless Coffee
2. last phone call? College Buddy (S)
3. last instant message? (N) checking if i was going to a certain outing, i didn't
4. last cd played? Amy Winehouse's debut album "Frank".
5. last time you cried? Drunk on Tequilla and being accused of being an asshole to an all-round great Gal, not sure if it was the tequilla or the girl.

Section 2 - 6 Have You Evers:

1. dated someone twice? In General i don't, but i did it once for revenge purposes
2.been cheated on? I think so
3. kissed someone & regretted it? Why?? now that u mention it i think i do
4. lost someone special? Family members and a girl i knew from school that i cared about
5. been depressed? i'm depressed on a daily basis :)
6. been drunk and threw up? twice in my lifetime so far

Section 3 - List 3 Favourite Colors

1. Blue
2. Brown
3. A tie between Dark Grey & Pink

Section 4 - This month have you (Past Month)

1. Made a new friend? mainly got back in touch with a lot of old ones
2. Fallen out of love? I wasn't in love aslan
3. Laughed until you cried? i teared up so yes
4. Met someone who changed your life? Sadly no
5. Found out who your true friends were? Nope
6. Is there something you want to tell someone? hmmm... i guess so, but do you really want to know??? i actually am more straightforward than i should be ( for my own good)
7. Would you kiss anyone on your top friends? If that means Kiss a female friend then yes, if it means anything else i'll kick your ass
8. How many people on your top friends do you know in real life? huh?
9. How many kids do you want to have? i'd rather have girls than boys but i guess ideally one of each
10. Do you have any pets? I'm allergic to cats and dogs, and i don't consider goldfish and reptiles pets so no i don't

Section Five - What Else

1. Do you wanna change your name? No, it's damn sexy baby
2. What did you do for your last birthday? previous night Went out at night to After 8 with a couple of the dudes, then on the actual day i went tanning in the morning, then lunch at sangria with some college buddies, then desert with auc buddies, then caught a movie with some more friends, it was good
3. What time did you wake up today? 7:10 am (first time i hit the snooze button was 7:10 am)
4.What were you doing at midnight last night? Driving home
5. Name something you CANNOT wait for? Finishing one of them Damn novels, peace of mind, Finding a girl who understands me and likes me for me.
6. Last time you saw your father? I see him all the time, we work together and i haven't moved out yet :(
7. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life? Not sure if there's anything, if i give it more thought i'd probably tell you a couple of things though.
8.What are you listening to right now? Tristan Prettyman's live rendetion of " November"
9. Have you ever talked to Tom? Tom dah yeb2a khaltak
10. Have you ever talked about someone behind their back? I blog about them behind their back too
11. What’s the last piece of clothing you borrowed from anyone? My dad's polo shirt, ever since i lost weight i can't find summer stuff that fit
12. Who’s getting on your nerves right now? A lot of people but i choose to ignore them
13. Most visited webpage? Kitco.com, email, wikipedia (it's the devil)
14. Coke or Pepsi? Pepsi in egypt, coke elsewhere
15. Have you kissed or been kissed by anyone in the past week? Yes (usually kissed and being kissed go hand in hand)
16.Mac or PC? Never tried Mac, so Mac.

y'all been tagged

my visited countries map

2007-03-09T14:30:00.000+02:00

where i've been so far

create your own visited country map
or check our Venice travel guide

2 continents that i've never set foot in
and 3 that i've only visited one country

good news is i've almost finished Europe :)

how sexy is your name

2007-03-05T12:46:00.000+02:00

Your Name Is Too Too Sexy! :)

Your name scored 186 in the "How Sexy Is Your Name Test"

How Sexy Is Your Name?

and that's just Kareem

wait till i tell you my family name baby ;)

Malice Rising

2007-02-20T11:44:00.000+02:00

Did i mention that Cup Of Malice is back???

For now :)

Tagged Again

2007-02-16T13:10:00.000+02:00

Tagged by 2 of my favorite girls Raghoooda and LoLo to do the "things you don't know about me" Tag

Ooooooh and Walaa tagged me before them bardo

update: LouLou Bardo Tagged me

Not a lot about me that people don't know but I’ll try

Here goes... my dignity

- I had asthma as a kid but you can't tell now, and definitely not by the way I smoke
-as a result I wasn't allowed to play an sports as a kid (the doctors restricted me from doing it)

- I studied to be a Danseur as a kid for about 2 months (that's a male ballet dancer for you simpler lot)
- The longest time I’ve spent going to the gym in a row was 3 weeks, 4 times a week

- I once kept checking that I set the alarm clock on the right time for 12 full minutes
- And I almost always have to re-check that the car doors are locked (even my friend's cars)
- and it doesn't help that the 2 times I forgot to do so I came back and found that I left the windows rolled down as well

- I can barely stand to listen to one song from the beginning to the end; I usually skip to the next song after a minute and a half

- Although I was at some point 45 kgs overweight (100 pounds) I was still quite flexible (I could and still can bring my foot above my head, not quite over it just barely on top of my head but still impressive in my book)

- I have extra sensitive skin (for the lack of a better word) which can be quite bothersome but comes in handy at some other times

- I adore girls with thin lips; I prefer thin lips to the fuller kind (unlike most men)
- I prefer fuller women to thinner ones (ya3ni 5 kilos overweight is better than 5 kilos underweight, 10 kgs overweight better than 10 kgs underweight and 20 kilos overweight better than dead)

- I can't whistle
-and I can't make bubbles with bubble gum (not once in my life was I able to make one)
- Until I was in high school I didn't know how to snap/click my fingers (I suddenly woke up and could)

- My confidence/self esteem level changes from 1-10 almost every other day

- I have a certain inclination to dislike exceptionally good looking people until they prove themselves worthy
- Naturally I’m not rather fond of extra-skinny people who eat more than I do (they make me feel like i got the shitty end of the stick)

speaking of which.... Why Is There Shit On Either Ends Of The Stick In The First Place???????? (i don't think i reeeeaaaally want to know though)

Now who do I tag??? It seems like everyone else has done this one

Mystery???

An attempt at writing without a certain thought or theory in mind

2007-02-10T18:22:00.000+02:00

I am sitting at the café where I used to hang 2 years ago with this chick (H)

I am supposed to be working of possible schedules for working hours for my business as I’m not comfortable with the existing one

Instead I’m listening to tristian prettyman (a very cool female vocalist, similar to Jason mraz and jewel in style) and downloading songs

All of a sudden walks in this quite tall girl, with exceptionally black hair, white complexion and a black coat, she looks like (H) except her eyebrows aren’t thicker than mine :)

What is apparent is that I’m probably still not completely at peace over how much of an assholette she was to me ( I guess what goes around comes around) that’s the one thing that is keeping me from being bitter about this issue entire issue

Damn that girl smells fine (she just passed by me to greet her boyfriend )

Anyway…

Regarding work….. hold on I don’t wanna talk about work

Let’s talk women…

Yesterday I saw probably one of the hottest women in Cairo, not only saw her but she was dancing about 3 meters away from me, not with me but hey, can’t win ‘em all

It was the engagement of my best friend’s brother, and she was the sister of the bride, the much older sister, who also happens to be engaged.

Not only does she look like a goddess, she also dances pretty nicely.

What is it about a woman who can dance????

I also remember another woman at after-8 who is definetly in her mid-thirties, short and dark who used to drive me crazy, when ever I saw her dancing I’d get this silly, ridiculous smile on my face and I’d do my best not to look at her for longer than 3 seconds so as not to freak her out (imagine this drunk guy smiling at you for no apparent reason and smiling as if there’s no tomorrow) and the way she dances is just like that, like there is no tomorrow.

I don’t believe that crap about If someone is good at dancing then they must be good in bed, just as much as I don’t believe that people who finish their food quickly are bad in bed, cuz they’re not the type to savour/enjoy their food or cuz “they are clumsy vertically so they must be horizontally too”, I find that argument quite shallow, like saying if someone is bad at designing cars then he/she must be bad at designing clothes.

Anyway…

Back to the woman at after 8 and dancing and what it does to people, i don’t know why I like looking at people dancing, I am a bad dancer myself, mediocre at best, but it’s not like I find all dancing erotic, sometimes its innocent, sometimes you appreciate the fun someone’s having through dancing, sometimes it’s the chemistry between the dancing partners and sometimes it’s the beauty of the human body moving in such ways that I thought were impossible

I believe watching someone dance is one of the ways to understand a lot about them at that particular state, that is if they are good at expressing themselves through their body, or actually good at not letting their insecurities stop them from expressing it, I mean in my case I’m usually a much better dancer just by having a few drinks, I usually only feel like dancing when I’ve had a few drinks

They say the grass is greener on the other side (tristian prettyman sings alongside bushwalla)

Dancing couples. I was once dumped because I couldn’t dance, seems like quite a shallow reason to dump someone that you connect with better than anyone else you’ve ever met ( I guess she might have had other reasons that she thought were too ugly to mention)

Who do you think has got it worse, the partner who likes to dance but can’t do so with his/her loved one or the one who knows his/her partner likes doing something that they can’t do for them?

“Put your hands to my hands, put you knees to my knees
Put your eyes to my eyes, come one baybe compliment me

Cuz I don’t think that we
Should ever feel the need to worry
Ever get ourselves in a hurry
You know I love you, you know you love me”

This tristian chick sure knows how to sing, easy on the eyes too, you know when I first read the name I thought it was a guy (tristian from the interview with the vampire series by anne rice) (brad pitt’s character for those who didn’t read the book but saw the movie)

What are men Good For??

2007-02-08T09:38:00.000+02:00

I was talking with a friend of mine over the mobile, i needed to end the call to get back to work

she is the kind of person who chooses to believe in the inherit goodness of people, borderline naive (and she has a quite innocent voice)

so that's why the ending was unexpected

the following conversation ensued

Me: you know they say Men shouldn't talk too much on the mobile (Actually I did read it in the paper that talking on the cell lowers fertility/virility)
Her: Why?? (suspicious tone)
Me: they say it's not good for you
Her: good for me? or good for you?
Me: well... actually it will affect both men and women
Her: how??

i don't want to shock her with talk about erections and virility so....

Me: they say it affects one of the functions of men
Her: what function?
Me: the primary/main role for men
Her: the primary function of men is to make money

LOL

[ am i the only one to find that reply hilarious???]

Not to mention that it is quite true :)

The year in review

2007-01-24T15:17:00.000+02:00

Tempted by what Raghoooda and Juka did I decided to do the same list

Best Arabic Movie: I’m not really big on Arabic movies but I liked Ouija
Best English Movie: The Holiday and Crash as far as I remember
Newcomer of the year: Sick puppies or Zuzana Smatnova (I’m not sure if they are newcomers)
Album of the Year: Justin Timberlake’s and Cheb Mami’s are playing a lot on my ipod
Most played Song: 1) Distractions by Zero 7
2) In the Waiting Line by Zero 7
3) Hallili By Cheb Mami
4) Pocestny By Zuzana Smatanova
5) Sexy by Black Eyed Peas

Best Clip: Arabic: Al Asmarani by the love of my life Maya Nasri (Ya Mozza)
English: “Here It Goes Again” By Ok Go (funny and simple)

Books Read and Loved: Haunted By Chuck palahnuik, the unbearable lightness of being by Milan Kundera, Zakerat al Jasad by Ahlam Mostaghnami, I’ll update with the rest as I remember them

Best Outing: Slovakia in August with Andrea, our buddies’s I and L’s place, Lucille’s, and sometimes the late nights with the guys at cilantro (it’s the only place open after 1am in Maadi, or was until recently)

Soccer Mania: I’m not really into soccer, I attended the semi final of the African cup of nations, it was awesome, and some nice ladies too

Things I had never done prior to 2006/ 2006 firsts

Accused of trying to hit on my best friend’s girlfriend (at the time)
Started a blog
Attended a Football Match at a stadium
Had lies spread about me (by those closest to me)
Almost died/ Had a bomb explode a couple of meters away from me
Had a friend get scarred for life as a result of that explosion
Became main suspect in a terrorist act.
Been interrogated by the police force (peacefully) (for about 24 hours though)
Had my Name Published in the First Page of El Ahram Newspaper (the most circulated newspaper in Egypt) (right below the pic of el rayes kamaan) along with yahoonews, aljazira.com, and Cnn
Was Cleared of all those accusations
Became the only single friend in my group (all are engaged or married)
Kissed a Lesbian (who was willing and Enjoyed it) (I’m guessing enjoyed it since we kissed again on several other occasions) (not a very good lesbian huh?)
Traveled to Slovakia
Kissed a Woman who was 10 years older than I was (on our first date)
Spent an entire night in a strange Woman’s Bed (yes she was in it at the time) (and no, I didn’t hire her)
Kissed 3 girls in one week, in 2 different continents (2 on the same day)
Inhaled Helium (that was cool)
Met someone online
Became Good Friends with that someone(s)
Had a Friend almost OD on me and the other one fall asleep after one of our friends engagement parties (for about half an hour I was drunk and responsible of taking care of both, before backup came)
Joined a Belly Dancer in her routine in London (not by Choice)
Became somewhat involved with a Girl 2 years my senior
Traveled 6 times in 8 months
Went to Cardiff, Wales
Became Good Friends with a Spanish girl (love you too Chio)
Dealt with 2 Japanese Women (that was fun too)
Read more than all I read combined in the past 3 years

On the Political Arena: I’m not into politics awy, I do remember the Lebanon incident, saddam’s execution, the numerous protests in Egypt, The arrest of protesters including bloggers, the mention of Egypt building a nuclear Reactor, Darfur, the democrats getting majority of seats and the Voting Incidents

Cheers

K

Funny

2007-01-24T15:14:00.000+02:00

ME: Ma32oola mesh 2ayleen lel 3arees?

Him: haye3raf keda keda, aslaha tany Gawaza...... haykhosh mesh hayla2y balona yefar2a3ha

i rolled on the floor at the balona expression

Bitter coffee and cigarettes

2007-01-04T23:29:00.001+02:00

I like the taste of sugarless coffee, I like the way bitter coffee tastes, the way it makes me feel, the way you can channel that bitterness into something creative to write, I never drink mocha frappes when i’m trying to write, and although I haven’t been doing that lately, I did get to do some writing today, and only when I had my cup of plunger coffee with skimmed milk did I get to writing.

Some people think I only write depressing stuff, I’m not so sure that I only write depressing stuff, but I do think the better stuff I wrote was more depressing than the normal/less depressing stuff I wrote

I have a healthy imagination, not superstar caliber yet, but the older I get the better I become (I think so)

Now coffee aside

You never understand writers block until you get it, I never sympathized with blocked writers and I don’t expect sympathy from non-writers.

The way I deal with it is that I write about anything and everything, like what I’m doing now, to grease/ oil the machine, maybe if you write long enough this will steer you in the right direction, and maybe just maybe you will have something worth writing.

Having time helps though, being distracted with normal everyday stuff is a sure way to stop writing.

I tried a lot of things to get me to write, some songs help, particularly K’s choice songs, and out of all their songs “in your room” does miracles to me.

One more thing I tried and am happy to report that it has worked is scribbling incoherent random shapes on a piece of paper, and repeating that shape over and over (for example a half circle) and connecting those half circles with each other, I take a step back and look at the shape and sometimes I see something in that end result drawing that inspires me to write.

Anyway good luck with what you are doing in 2007

On blogs

2007-01-04T23:29:00.000+02:00

How many people do you know follow blogs?

People you might write about?

Sometimes that question comes up to mind, wouldn’t that be a bitch?

My sister found my blog a long while ago, back when I used to write regularly (I think around May), part of that was because I had pointed out some blogs that were worth checking out. (even before I started one myself) eventually she found mine, especially after I wrote about the dahab incident, all she had to do was search for dahab, kareem and arrested, and I came as one of the top matches.

Now I love my sister more than I love any other person in this world, seriously, I’m not saying that just cuz she might be reading this (I’m not sure if she still follows this blog or not), and while some might argue that the tone of this blog is a little bit shocking (to some people, my sister included) her finding out about my blog has affected my writing, ok not to a great deal but still, I usually tell my sister everything, but I leave out the graphic details and I feel the need to write about those details here (everyone loves details, me included)

I’m not saying I write my posts for her or even with her in mind as my audience but it hangs in there at the back of my mind when I do write.

Heartbroken

2007-01-04T23:27:00.000+02:00

As I was preparing my backpack for the London trip I stumbled across two short stories I had written back in 2003, and they were as good as what I write now, maybe even better, I was in a zone when I wrote them

So I went to Cardiff (wales) on my second day in london, it rained like hell that day, and I discovered that the water seeped through my backpack and ruined my manuscripts.

And now they are gone, forever

I was almost too devastated to chat up the two Lebanese girls on the bus ride back :)

I remained devastated for about 24 hours

Then I met Marwa (soft music plays in the background)

Selective memory

2007-01-04T23:26:00.000+02:00

As I got to reading some of the stuff I had written in 1999, I was shocked at how I truly felt at the time, one might have claimed that he never felt that way towards someone or about something if he hadn’t written it with his own hand

Never knew my memory could be that selective

Note to self about London

2007-01-04T23:25:00.000+02:00

It was my first time to meet (Heba) so we were sitting next to each other, chatting about her work and other random stuff, about 10 minutes after that her brother comes to pick her up and he gives me a very strong (borderline BRUTAL) handshake, big brother acting all macho… ( I asked the other guys if they got that handshake, they said no, even the effeminate guy who shakes hands in a girly way didn’t feel that his handshake was on the strong side)

It seems I can be quite annoying to brothers even if I do nothing.

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2007-01-04T23:23:00.000+02:00

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Why my women freak out/ why I have relationship problems

2007-01-04T23:19:00.000+02:00

It’s partially due to the fact that I can be extra romantic/ gentle to the point of freaking them out, but then I can be too detached a few days later on

Now the reason I do this is because I’m afraid a girl will get too attached or invest a lot emotionally in me, and while that might be good in some cases yet it’s not what I want now.

You see, I traveled to Alex. last Monday, to clear my mind, to use that time to self reflect.

It helped a lot, I broke free of what was bothering me, I wrote a lot, I finally took a look at the story I was writing (i had been ignoring it for the past 6 months) I feel a lot better and I love the sea, Alex. in winter is a special place, it helped that I was relatively alone in that place, and that I didn’t answer my mobile phone.

Part of the things I realized is my need for a casual relationship, something to help me remember the good parts about being in a relationship and not the ugly parts and the fights.

I am going through a good patch in my life, while everyone around me seems to be in some form of trouble. For example: the former asshole, but that’s a different post altogether

And it’s only during these times that I start to worry about the future.

only ask questions that you know the answer to

2007-01-04T15:16:00.000+02:00

"Lie to a girl, make her feel special"

The weird things is I’ve been told throughout my entire life that you should not lie to a girl, and I agree

Last Saturday night we were kissing, we kissed till the sun came out, then we kissed some more.

She asked me when was the last time I kissed a girl and I told her last Monday, she wasn’t really fond of that.

I always say never ask a question you don’t know the answer to (I’m talking about personal questions here), now someone might ask, why would you ask a question if you already know the answer to it?

Good question.

But that’s not exactly what I meant, I mean only ask a question that you think you know where the answer might be, for example: ask him if he thinks you are fat (cuz he will most definitely say no) however don’t ask him if he thinks your nose is too big (cuz he might say yes) and so on.

Now moving back to meeeee

I don’t know if that was the answer she expected or what answer she expected, but I didn’t want to weasel out on her, I thought I should answer that question.

The night was still saved afterwards, my answer didn’t absolutely butcher the moment as I thought it might, she did tell me “lie to a girl, make her feel special”
I guess if I say that she is special a lot of people won’t believe me, but she is

I’m not saying I never lied to a girl in one of those moments, but somehow I thought she would be able to handle the “last Monday” answer

Anyway…

perfect timing

2007-01-04T15:15:00.000+02:00

I guess she caught me at a very good time, you know (when you’re so lonely your ribs are closing in on you every single moment you spend alone) when you’re all alone, when there’s nobody, anybody to distract you from how desperate you’ve become, the few moments you get to spend with yourself you’d hate the most, yet you needed more of those

And there she was
A relief from all that

And I knew it was wrong, I mean i knew we couldn’t be anything in the future and that we have no future, she was just convenient, and it kills me to admit that (well I wouldn’t say it kills me but it pains me to say that) and now I feel guilty about her

Shit….

About my Favorite "2arashana"

2007-01-04T15:12:00.000+02:00

As a result of writing about (NH) that got me thinking about what I like about another girl, the one with the three names, the one that puts a smile on my face

I like the fact that she makes me smile
I like the fact that she can be such a “2arashana”
I like the way she greets me with the mini calls in the morning so as not to bother me at work
I like hearing her voice
I like how she closes her eyes and bites her lips when I touch her
I love the way she smells
I love how her eyes widen when she smiles about a compliment I gave her

I don’t like how she makes me feel like I’m her boyfriend when I’m not and can’t/shouldn’t be

about (NH)

2007-01-04T15:08:00.000+02:00

(N H) asked me why I found her interesting, the truth is I think she knows, at least she has one or two clues

so… as a result I thought I’d write it down, to document how she makes me feel

but it’s only fair to write what I don’t like about her as well :p

I like the fact that she isn’t afraid to say how she feels
I like the fact that she enjoys my shameless flirting
I like the fact that she shamelessly flirts back ;)
I like how she looks at me when I get her with one of my compliments
I like how she can be one of the guys and yet remain the girl she is
I like the fact that she is two years older than me
I like the fact that she is single
I like how I can excessively compliment her body without her taking it the wrong way
I like the fact that we got to be so close in so little time
I like her because she got me to say the expression “random” a lot
I like how she kisses
I like the fact that she calls me on my bullshit

I Don’t like the fact that she calls me on ALL my bullshit attempts
I Don’t like the fact that she asks too many questions that she already knows the answer to
I don’t like the fact that she is making me write this list

quotes from the holiday

2007-01-04T12:57:00.000+02:00

Amanda: You know Graham, I just broke up with someone and considering you just showed up and you’re insanely good-looking and probably won't remember me anyway... I'm thinking we should have sex... If you want

Graham: Is that a trick question?

And the other one that I vividly could relate to:

I don’t remember the actual quote but it’s something along those lines

Graham: Women tend to get hurt just by me being myself.

how to prank a telemarketeer

2006-12-22T13:03:00.000+02:00

THIS is just brilliant

p.s i am back from London (obviously) and i'm swamped with work (merry christmas y'all)

i will get back with details of the trip and our visit to the police station there and everything

take care
K

The following events and characters are entirely fictional.

2006-12-05T20:34:00.000+02:00

I am Travelling to London for about 10 days or so tuesday night as a habit i like to leave my faithful readers (all 4 of them or so that stuck by during the dry spells) with some long post to read ( although i might have overstayed my welcome this time)

*plus it was something i needed to write

(warning: long post, if you don't have time then read it later)

The following events and characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual events or characters living or dead is purely conincidental (unless you are one of those characters then, ooops)

Main Characters: "He"
"She"
"Sherief"
and "kareemfromegypt"

2006:

Friday 1oth of nov, 3 am.
was she eyeing me? Sherief asked himself. i could tell that she had something on her mind, maybe she was wondering why i was making myself available again, as oposed to the last 6 months of making myself scarce, hmmm... forget about it man, it was probably just her bad luck that u caught her looking at you 4 times in the same night, so what if one of them was an outright stare, so what if her fiance was only 4 meters away dancing at the dancefloor. it was innocent, right?

Sunday 12th of Nov, 1 pm.
ok so they had a big fight, but it happens, except of course it usually doesn't happen because he was like 5-10 minutes late in telling her happy anniversary. he said he was gonna make it up to her

Monday 13th of Nov, 11 am.
ok so obviously they have bigger reasons for fighting, anyway the plans to make it up to her blew up in his face (not his fault to be honest) and now they don't talk (i'm glad she knows she can never call me)

Monday 13th of Nov, 10:30 pm.
Wooaah, never saw that one coming, never expected such a low blow from her, not towards him (he is the love of her life) i never expected her to rub his financial position in, then pour some salt on it by making a scene infront of her compound security and storming out of the car.

tuesday 14th of Nov, 5 pm
ok so he went and met her father, i told him it would be no use, the guy supported him completely, but i doubt he will ever do anything to help (plus he always had a greater influence on her than her own father ever did)

wednesday 15th of Nov, all day.
He is wondering wether he should continue with the relationship/engagement, first time for me to know that she threw the band in his face twice already in the past 4 months.

thursday 16th of Nov, all day.
He is still wondering

Friday 17th of Nov, 11 am.
they meet and talk, fail to reach a conclusion, and take off their bands.

Friday 17th of Nov, 4pm- 11 pm
Some of her friends and a relative talk to him about thinking this over ( i remain neutral in order not to be misunderstood, Lord knows i have been in the past)

Friday 17th of Nov, 11:30 pm
she calls him and the following conversation ensues
She: did you ask to see papy tomorrow?
He: yes
She: why?
He: WTF??? why? what do you mean why?, to talk to him about to today
She: huh? you mean we are over?
he: ??? what did you think taking off the band was?
She: i thought it means we are having a fight
He: since when did it ever mean that?
She: so it really is over? (starts sobbing)
He: yeah
she then breaks down and cries for half an hour, with a thousand i'm sorry's and i love you's and please don't leave me
then he parks his car and goes inside the hotel (he had a wedding to attend) stays on the phone for another 30 minutes, hangs up, stays at the wedding for 1/2 an hour then goes out, calls her again, she continues her crying for about another 45 minutes

Saturday 18th of Nov, 11am
He puts the band back on before going to meet her father

Saturday 18th of Nov, 10pm
i ask him what's up after he told me about the band incident, he relays the phone call to me, i can't believe he fell for the entire "oh i didn't know that this was the end" act
i keep my calm and ask him what does he plan to do next, to which he replies, "nothing, i'm not even convinced that this is going to work, i just put the band on because i am giving myself some time to cool off, and because i didn't want to finalize it." and then he adds "we are seperated now, i'm considering this phase as if we got divorced but i haven't registered it yet" I am not convinced, naturally

Tuesday 21st of Nov, 10 pm.
sherief hears from a mutual friend that he went to her place to have dinner (so he assumes everything is going back to normal

Wednesday 22nd of Nov, 11am
the following conversation between me and him:
Sherief: so you went yesterday and met her
He: yeah (sheepishly)
Sherief: and you went out somewhere (i know he didn't)
He: no, we stayed at her place (voice trailing off)
Sherief: (acting surprized) you did? like with her mom and everything? at home? as in one big happy family?
He: well... it's just because i got the CPA exam, u know i'm travelling tomorrow, and if i had went there in our state i would have definetly stayed there, you know i got offered a job there
at that point i steer the conversation towards the offer (as i think i have made my point) i don't think even he is convinced with that reason.

Thursday 23rd of Nov, 8pm
she drives him to the airport, then calls sherief on her way home
She: Alo?
Sherief: yes?
She: it's ****
Sherief: i know
She: i thought you might have erased my number
Sherief: even if i had, i have a freakishly good memory with numbers.
She: can i see you?
Sherief: something specific?
She: i just need a familiar face to talk to
Sherief: and i guess this is as familiar as it gets
She: well... i was hoping to talk to someone who isn't judgemental
Sherief: not anymore, not as before anyway
She: please
Sherief: ok ok, i am at home anyway, not going anywhere

i only said ok out of curiosity, what made her want to talk to me that badly?, they had problems in the past and never had she come to me with them. (i wonder if she knows that i know) was it because of the other night at the club?

she arrives, looking great i might add, she had gained a couple of kilos, and i love a full figure (anyway) and we go sit at what used to be the regular hangout of the group

Sherief/me: you gained weight
She: is that a good thing or a bad thing?
and i go: you know wether it's a good thing or a bad thing
She: thanks
I: so, what's up?
She: actually i need to lose weight
I: really?
She: yeah (HE) prefers me slimmer
I: i know he likes skinny chicks, i'm surprised he ever hooked up with you
She: ouch
I: well it's true
She: anyway i'm going to the nutritionist this saturday
I: good for you
She: what's wrong with you? you sound distant and distracted, i mean i'm used to the bluntness, but the absentmindedness kinda scares me, you were always sharp
I: i thought today was about you, not me
She: that's the sherief i'm used to

So the conversation goes back and forth in a similar tone for about 90 minutes, i figure "great, she doesn't sound like she got something up her sleeve"

We get back in her car, she used to do most of the driving, wether i liked it or not, nothing changed that day, we cruised for a while, then she parked all of a sudden in a side street and got out of the car. (and i hoped secretly that this wasn't one of her crazy fits)

then she got back in...

I: what was that all about?
She: nothing, i was checking the trunk, i thought i had left something.
I: ok, for a while i thought you were gonna get the jack or something to hit me with
She: (laughing) why would i ever do that?

And then she is all over me, kissing me and putting her hand over my crotch

I: WHAT THE FUCK!!!!! (as i push her away)
She: come on!!!! (going for it again)
I: (i push her again) STOP IT!!!
She: What!!!
I: is that your idea of revenge? what the hell was all that talk about losing weight back there?
She: what? no no i'm not gonna tell him, ever, he would leave me if he found out
I: you think?
She: come onnnn!!!!!
I: No

(she takes her top off, turns out she had taken off her bra and put it in the trunk)

(Sherief gets out of the car)

She: Wait (buttoning it down again)
I: What now?
She: i'll tell him
I: i'll take my chances, Oh and ****
She: yeah?
I: fuck you and your crazy, lunatic mother

(that's her soft spot, her mom's sanity... bitch)

Friday 24th of Nov, all day
she keeps calling me and i don't answer, i just need her to send one condemning SMS (yet i can't get the picture of her "topless" from my head... i had forgotten how she looked)

All she sent so far was along the lines of "we need to talk about yesterday" ( i guess no one is that stupid)

plus i don't want to ruin the engagement, i just need something to shut her up with, some guarantee that she won't make up some story

i sent her a couple of messages trying to extract a confession out of her, again nothing

Saturday 25th of Nov, 11 am.

i decide to meet her, to talk some sense ino her, i answer her next call

I: so, what's up
She: you're coming to my house, tonight.
I: no, let's meet somewhere first
She: no, you'll do as i say
I: is your place empty?
She: yeah, mom went to visit my sis and she's spending the night there, and you are spending it here
I: i got work tomorrow
She: so do i
I: let's just meet somewhere first, then go to your place later, what's the rush
She: i'll see you at 7 at my place

click...

(damn, this didn't go as i'd hoped at all, maybe face to face i can do better)

Sherief calls Kareem

S: yo man, you busy
K: nope, sitting at Euro Deli writting some stuff
S: alone?
K: yeah, who would sit with the crazy dude typing away at his keyboard?
S: ok... look i need to talk to someone, can i come?
K: yeah but give me 15 minutes to wrap up the chapter i'm writting.
S: i'm on the way

Sherief enters to find Kareem halfway through a big cheese burger

S: what happened to the diet? what happened to the chapter?
K: free meal, writters block, plus food is good for creativity, fuck them salads man

K: so what's up?
S: you remember ****
K: wasn't she the one with the Big bazoombas? excuse me ya3ni
S: the one and only
K: yeah sure i remember her, what happened to her
S: she's engaged, to ****
K: damn!!!! how did that happen? you and him are close aren't you?
S: yeah, but not as much as before
K: so he is cool with the fact that u used to refer to her as the one with the big bazoombas?
S: well... i'm not sure if he remembers anyway, plus i don't refer to her as that anymore
K: no one forgets such a thing Sherief, i thought you knew that
S: well that's not the problem anyway, the problem is....

(and i relay to him what happened)

K: and what exactly do you aim to achieve by going?
S: i'm not sure i should go, that's why i am talking with you
K: well you said you were going, i wouldn't want to tick her off, she has no problems lying about anything, sounds to me like you're in deep shit
S: you think i needed you to tell me that?
K: ok, ok. so you obviously don't want to go through with it, right?
S: Kareem, you have no idea how close i came to going for her in the car
K: i'm surprised you didn't, the whole "what goes around comes around thing" that gets me to stop at these kinda situations, although I gotta say I never had one that was similar to this, not this bad anyway
S: so?
K: Good luck man, i might be tempted to hit and quit, maybe she'll shut up then, i don't think she'll take being rejected very well, then again it could be a trap...

so what would you guys do if you were sherief????

K

Drained

2006-11-23T15:36:00.000+02:00

i get depressed a lot (not a lot as in a long while but like a couple of times a week for a couple of hours each)

sometimes you know why you are depressed (love, Family, Career, Friends)

i don't know why i am depressed most of the time, cuz everything is ok, family is ok, work is ok, love is overrated and friends are overrated.

but today i know why, it's cuz my head is extremly cramped with a shit load of things to do, decisions to make and actions to take... ok so maybe that's normal, or bound to happen every now and then, but this time i don't have time to sit and clear my mind, to come to some sort of peace with myself and the decisions i need to take. i constantly say i need a break, and whine about not taking one, and it's frustrating

it's a shame when you can't make time for yourself to work things out, not to mention helping others.

K

And they all lived happily ever after

2006-11-17T13:27:00.000+02:00

a friend of mine once said a quote that i find quite appropriate for the title

"Ha2aw 2aw 2aw 3AAAAW"

fuck you all (fucking fairytale writters)

who wrote those anyway?

Rate your life man

2006-11-17T13:09:00.000+02:00

It might not be worth it :)

This Is My Life, Rated
Life:	6.1
Mind:	6.2
Body:	4.7
Spirit:	7.1
Friends/Family:	3.8
Love:	2.1
Finance:	8.1
Take the Rate My Life Quiz

just thought you might want to know

my life is about average, my mind is just about average, my body is way below average, but sirprisingly my spirit is high, the friends/family took a blow cuz of my friends, as for the love life, i'm surprised that the average is this high (however not surprised that women scored higher) and finally finance (when you got no friends, no love, are over weight and your mind is rated lower than the average male then you'd better have some money or at least financial security

here are the averages of all those who took the test:

Life: 6.4
Mind: 6.1
Body: 6.8
Spirit: 6.2
Friends/Family: 5.0
Love: 4.2
Finance: 6.0
Count: 843,676

and by gender:
Life:
Male: 6.4
Female: 6.3

Mind:
Male: 6.4
Female: 6.0

Body:
Male: 7.0
Female: 6.7

Spirit:
Male: 6.3
Female: 6.2

Friends/Family:
Male: 4.9
Female: 5.1

Love:
Male: 4.0
Female: 4.4

Finance:
Male: 6.0
Female: 5.9

Counts:
Male: 349,915
Female: 508,330

of course it's all about how depressed/delusional you are, right?

Trusstt mee mi frend (in egyptian accent)

2006-11-15T19:26:00.000+02:00

she is one of the most interesting people i've ever met.

No matter how much i say about her, i don't think there is anything to be said that can do her justice. the fact is, that i hadn't been impressed by any girl for the past year or two, seriously. i liked some girls, i felt "something" towards other girls, but never, for about 24 months had i been truly and totally blown away by a girl the way she managed to devour all sense of inner stability in me, it lasted for 3 days then i had to travel somewhere.

I came back a long while later (in between we texted and emailed) and in one of our outings (probably the second one) she springs up some wierd confessional shit on me.

Now for some reason people trust me, they trust me with secrets that very few people other than themselves know about, the kind of secrets that include the words (molest, pills, rape, affair, Gay, Slashing wrists, going after married women and sexual needs being ignored by husband)

I understand the need to get some shit like that off their chest, and i am grateful for being blessed with the quality that makes them trust me.
My concern in this particular case is that it wasn't done in the same fashion or trend i came to expect over the years.

First of all, wether it's about pills, finding out that your sister is dating an older man/woman in some cases or trying to kill yourself, what they all boil down to essentially is the need to share that secret with someone, and postsecret.com has provided that for a while, but personal sharing of one of those secrets remains the most effective way to reach or get the result because telling a real person about that sort of thing switches it from a popular post with many readers to a real secret (the kind that only you and the person you are telling know about).

In that case one "real" person is better than hundreds of virtual ones.

Why? because you can talk about that problem later with that person again, if his/her sis continues to date that older person or if the need to commit suicide persists, you can talk again about it and reach a conclusion and post secret doesn't provide that.

Ok. enough sidetracking

Now why would she spring up some weird shit like that on me and then avoid me after it till this day. I mean if she doesn't want to talk about it beyond that day, fair enough, but she still has to talk about something mainstream, maintain the same level of friendship, the level that allowed her to confide in me in the 1st place.

*She ignored me altogether and cited being busy, i'm sorry but busy don't cut it at all, i know busy, I AM busy, she can't just leave this confessional shit linger as the last words we spoke. (shame she doesn't read this blog though)

So babe, i'm sorry, but i won't be your emotional kleenex/garbage disposal. This is strike one and two to me, this is your last chance.

blah blah bloo

2006-11-08T22:09:00.000+02:00

I am in the middle of writing a couple of the usual posts at the moment, but I’m too busy to finish any of them, plus writing other non-blog related stuff, so i leave you with this extract, if you can be bothered in the first place (i would)

it's a conversation between me and a certain Tiny person who i know in real life ( in fact came to know her before she started blogging) and who is also a close friend of cleopatrina (bardo i know in real life)

tiny is the one who said the following about me and made my day, week and year by saying so

"I thought, finally. A man who can make a woman feel like a girl. And who can make that girl feel like a s**t. And who can make that s**t feel like a woman. " Karen, Will&Grace (and no points deducted for quoting from will and grace cuz she quoted Karen)

It’s a little outdated and doesn’t reflect on my current mood, although it sounds like me sometimes

till later
K

Tiny says:
k?
Kareem says:
D?
Tiny says:
ana olt enta nemt
Kareem says:
la2 sa7y
Kareem says:
we zay man
Kareem says:
mana
Tiny says:
u ok ya k?
Kareem says:
not really
Kareem says:
not ok
Tiny says:
even in the sos, mesh enta
Kareem says:
not not ok
Kareem says:
la2 el sos dah kan depression from the diet
Kareem says:
i know
Kareem says:
the high protiens zero carbs depresses
Tiny says:
oui je sais
Tiny says:
i am just checking on u
Kareem says:
avec le bla bla bloo?
Kareem says:
francais c'est non?
Kareem says:
je parle francais comme le liblibb
Kareem says:
stick to english plz
Kareem says:
or francoarab ma3 enno annoying gedan
Tiny says:
ok then, english only it is
Tiny says:
anyways...get better soon ..life is not worth it
Tiny says:
it's too short and it's too yucky to give a rat's ass
Kareem says:
or two flying farts
Tiny says:
yeah
Tiny says:
3ala ra2yak
Tiny says:
bas keda
Tiny says:
that's what i wanted to say
Kareem says:
thx
Kareem says:
thx D i appreciate
Kareem says:
i do i do
Kareem says:
bas random ka2aba
Kareem says:
sometimes hits you
Tiny says:
what hits u!? ka2aba?
Kareem says:
yeah
Tiny says:
well it's redundant but i'll say it anyways..u know u sometimes have to hit rock bottom before getting up again
Kareem says:
yeah yeah
Kareem says:
been there hit that
Kareem says:
i live at the rock
Kareem says:
i like the rock
Kareem says:
the rock likes me
Kareem says:
we have become F*#K buddies me and the rock
Kareem says:
but then i rebel

and the rock goes like " u know enak akhrak ma3aya"

haterga3 haterga3 (ur mine big boy)
Tiny says:
u think u r the only one?
Tiny says:
u don't see ur reflection in others?
Kareem says:
i see my reflection in others?
Kareem says:
no no
Kareem says:
i don't sympathize with the others
Kareem says:
cuz the others complain
Tiny says:
looool
Kareem says:
while i became buddies with my rock
Kareem says:
i accept her
Kareem says:
it's a stockholm syndrome thingy with my rock
Kareem says:
I WANT HER
Tiny says:
come on..maybe it's just the mood
Kareem says:
maybe maybe not maybe the one legged man
Kareem says:
it's all good though
Kareem says:
cuz this weeks diet consists mainly of kitkat for breakfast
Tiny says:
seiously???
Kareem says:
hell yeah
Tiny says:
wad enta ba2olak eh!!!!
Tiny says:
u can dwell on ur mood for a while

but get back to normal

diet, moon.. whatever the reason mr cancerian
Tiny says:
just take ur time, and we'll be waiting at the other end..at least i know i will be
Kareem says:
oh come on!!!!
Kareem says:
don't blame it on the star sign
Kareem says:
i'm not a typical cancer
Kareem says:
typical cancerians annoy me
Kareem says:
they are babies
Tiny says:
they annoy me too elsara7a
Kareem says:
i know
Tiny says:
honestly, i see no happy ppl around me these days so it's no longer astronomy
Tiny says:
or astrology
Tiny says:
new planet found, old one turned into dust
Tiny says:
i don't care
Tiny says:
i want to be happy again!
Tiny says:
birthday coming up
Kareem says:
oh reehhehheheeaalllly???
Kareem says:
emta?
Kareem says:
virgo?
Kareem says:
the dreaded libra?
Kareem says:
the sassy scorpio?
Kareem says:
alo?

The following message could not be delivered to all recipients:
alo?

Tiny says:
sorry
Tiny says:
major pc crap
Kareem says:
it's ok
Kareem says:
so are you
Kareem says:
a
Kareem says:
dreaded libra
Kareem says:
wala sassy scorpio
Tiny says:
hahaahaa
Tiny says:
the dreaded one
Kareem says:
i'm playing an impossible game
Kareem says:
http://www.godtower.com/
Kareem says:
very tricky
Tiny says:
i am working on a very distorted screen

like the "safe mode"
Kareem says:
ok
Tiny says:
problems with vga card

leh dreaded ba2a?!?!?
Kareem says:
bad experience
Kareem says:
i'm generalizing
Tiny says:
well truth be told
Tiny says:
cancer and libra is a terrible match
Kareem says:
maho mesh dah el sabab
Kareem says:
and my terrible experience i wasn't involved with her
Kareem says:
she was the best friend of my G.F
Tiny says:
sounds like someone who ruined ur life!
Kareem says:
bent el
Kareem says:
lola el rkaba
Kareem says:
rekaba
Kareem says:
i wouldn't piss on her if she was on fire
Tiny says:
have u ever met a libra man!??! they r the 3rd worst kind
Kareem says:
no
Kareem says:
they are the worst kind
Kareem says:
cancerian men are the 3rd worst kind
Kareem says:
after libra and leo
Kareem says:
and even aries
Kareem says:
yeb2a 4th worst
Tiny says:
eh dah!??! i love leo men
Tiny says:
they r almost always sexy!
Kareem says:
mahomma yet7abbo
Kareem says:
they are
Kareem says:
but they are self centered pricks who will never give u what ur worht
Kareem says:
worth
Kareem says:
and will almost always cheat on you
Kareem says:
and will make ur life living hell while doing it
Tiny says:
wow
Tiny says:
give me the aries review ba2a
Tiny says:
coz i have a love-hate relationship with em
Kareem says:
mesh faady
Tiny says:
i hate 1- virgo men
Tiny says:
2- aquarius
Tiny says:
3- libra
Tiny says:
grrrrrrrrrrr@ mesh fady

i'm back

2006-11-01T17:59:00.000+02:00

they say on average a blogger lasts for 9 months

i would like to welcome you to the tenth month of what used to be called the truth (now the bitter blog)

The bitterness is gone (almost) although the name is more marketable than the truth which sounds too cliche

i am glad i wrote something, now if i could work on the template that would even better

so consider this an open invitation for coming up with names for my blog

check the post below the one you are reading now for my latest blaberings

I love you too,

K

He said she said bulls**t

2006-11-01T15:41:00.000+02:00

He Said:

I don’t know why she is ignoring me, if she doesn’t like me then why the hell did she do this? Why did she go for it?

[pick up, please pick it up].

damn it, DamN It

[pick up, pick up, pick up]

stupid girls and their fucked up mind games, I shouldn’t be the one calling her, not in Egypt anyway, I’m just being nice, being a gentleman….. okay maybe a horny gentleman but still

[don’t call her again, don’t be so pathetic] [get a grip man]

[ok, an sms will do -----> hey girl, tried calling you today, [don’t mention the other night, or the fun you had] [concentrate] nothing important, just checking, holler at me when you get this

[holler at me?]
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[Ok, now don’t tell me she hasn’t checked her mobile in the past hour, she’s all over it every 5 minutes] [Maybe she’s asleep] [Asleep my ass]

She Said:

Oh God, why is he calling again [you know why, he thinks this is going somewhere, he thinks it’s gonna happen] [he’s never gonna get it] ooooh should I answer??? [no, he should get the message, eventually]

“she” calls kareem

She: hey babe
Kareem: hey you
She: busy today?
Kareem: it’s my day off as u should know by now
She: ok, ok I’ll finish work and come to maadi, around 6-ish
Kareem: sounds like a plan (in a mocking tone)

[God, Kareem can be too sarcastic sometimes]

[ok, now if anybody would understand why I did this it’s kareem, at least he won’t judge] [not so sure that telling your make-out buddy about this is in the rules]
fuck the rules, it’s not like I like the guy
.
.
.
yo K,
Yo S

[Okay, should I just tell him or let him steer the topic as usual towards that kind of conversation] [no he might not do so, even Kareem doesn’t do it everytime]

S: Kareem, I need to tell you something
Kareem: shoot.
S. Well… it’s kinda awkward
Kareem: you know you can tell me

[I know I can, I’m just not sure I want to]

S: remember the Sinai trip I was telling you about?
Kareem: yeah, how did it go?
S: well…
Kareem: ahaaaaaa, you hooked up
S: kinda
Kareem: babe you either hooked up or you didn’t, I’m sure you can tell the difference by now
S: well there was this guy
K: ya benty we’ve established he’s a guy, unless you have one big secret to tell me, oh I’m gonna love you even more, was it a girl?
S: NO!!! Yaaa333
K: you like girls, you like girls
S: shut up and listen
K:….
S: well we didn’t hook up hook-up, we just cuddled in one sleeping bag under the stars.
K: Just cuddled up?
S: yeah
K: and you weren’t surprised he didn’t try to pull a move? I am.
S: well, no, it wasn’t dirty
K: you are one courageous, veiled, girl
S: yeah (weakly) (unconvinced)
K: so who is he?
S: I don’t know him
K: come again?
S: I know him, but not like I know you, I saw him like once before at a friend’s place
K: and??
S: and on the trip
K: you do know that by one courageous, veiled girl I meant stupid
S: you are not making this easy
K: ok… and you are having one hell of a guilt trip?
S: it’s not guilt at all, it’s just that he keeps calling
K: you gave him your number!!!!
S: yeah, and he’s already called me 5 times till now, answered the first couple of times then stopped
K: (silence)
S: what should I do?
K: well… Ignoring him usually does the trick, what do you want to do? Do you mind him reaching the conclusion that he was just “convenient”
S: well, if it can be done..
K: (interrupting) it can’t
S: I just don’t want to go further, I don’t want to see him, I don’t want to date him, I don’t want to have his babies, he sent me a text suggesting we go play tennis sometime
K: is that what you kids call it these days?
S: no! tennis, the one with the yellow bouncy ball and the big heavy rackets
K: how does that fit? It’s a weird location for a second make-out date
S: we didn’t make out make-out, we just necked and cuddled
K: like a a one hour hug?
S: exactly
K: problem is he still doesn’t know there is such a thing as a one hour hug?
S: yet, I was hoping he’d get the concept
K: it’s not very mainstream, anyway, ignore him and see how it goes, and report back with updates, so we can sort it if the shit hits the fan and he decides to follow you
S: guys his age don’t do such stuff K
K: what now??? How old is he
S: 35-36 (S is 22)
K: so you cuddle up with a stranger, who is 14 years older than you
S: (interrupting) he doesn’t know how old I am
K: shut up! Who is 14 years your senior, you give him your number, he knows what club you play tennis at and he knows where you work
S: yeah… OH
K: Good luck

He Said:

Ok, so she hasn’t called back [maybe today she’s in a better mood]
.
.
.
[still no answer]

ok how about another SMS -----> ok, now I feel like a stalker, 5 times in 2 days you don’t answer or return the call, and now this 3rd sms and still no answer, reply so I know you’re still alive

Phone rings

He: hey there
She: yo, stalker? I was just busy like hell yesterday, you don’t know how
He: so are we still on for tennis this Friday?
She: I guess so, why? Are you thinking of canceling?
He: I wouldn’t dream of canceling
She: ok… so we’re on then, look I gotta go now, my boss needs me
He: see you Friday

[now that wasn’t like her at all] [oh how would you know her] [ I know I don’t know her, but I mean she sounded restrained and holding back, I don’t understand this, where is the laid back, confident, sexy her? Can she really be that different at work? Oh who are you kidding? No one is that different at work]
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.
.
.
[should I cancel Friday? So as not to sound too eager? But what if this is my last chance? What if that’s what she wants but is too shy to say? No go and be the best you that you can be]

driving back home, “he” heard a David Gray song on the radio (be mine) and it reminded him of her. How unlike them to play David Gray
(resisting an urge to send her text to checkout the radio) [that would be too stalker-like, she would definitely freak out, hell I would

*song ends, “he” pulls up the driveway at home
alone

She Said:

[should I have said something when he asked if we were still on?] [cramps, PMS, Nothing beats PMS, he’s a big boy, he should be able to handle a little PMS]

[well too late now, stupid bitch]

She Said: narrated to me and partly acted by me
He said: purely imagined by me

Afterword/ Kareem Said
What would you have done? As a “he” or a “she”
I find myself increasingly being asked for help in sticky situations, and while I could live without their problems, it never seems to interrupt the flow of my day, gives me sight into how lonely we get sometimes

K

p.s. I love winter

i need a break...uh

2006-10-05T21:25:00.000+02:00

-no more blog for a short undecided while
-ramadan and work and ramadan working hours and everything
-i'm travelling to dubai for less than a week starting next sunday
-then travelling again to france and belgium before the end of ramadan ( i hate business trips in ramadan)

i hate not having me time, anyway enough with the bitching

"i'll be back"

K

on losing "IT" again

2006-10-04T15:32:00.000+02:00

turning back to your first time

we all remember our first time don't we (at least i do)

wether it sucked or not, wether it's worth remembering or not

and now, you think you haven't done it in such a long time that u grew a new celophane wrapping instead of the one you popped
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man... making new friends can be hard labour sometimes

wolf whistle

2006-09-20T20:25:00.000+03:00

i just got wolf whistled by 4 girls on my way to work this afternoon, hehe

they made my day (call me silly but it did)

update/clarification: they weren't 4 girls, it was a group of 4 girls

Tagged by LoLo

2006-09-20T19:04:00.000+03:00

ya LoLo i have been looking for an English version of that tag for a while now, shokran ya madame :p

1) Are you happy/satisfied with your blog with it's content and look?

The look i couldn't be less satisfied with, i need a new template desperatly. as for the content i am "more than happy" with it (george carlin once said that "more than happy" sounds like a dangerous mental condition, i've been using it since then)

2) Does your family know about your blog?

my mom and dad know i have something called a blog ( i explained to them that it's some form of " online magalet 7a2et". i'd rather if they don't read it though, as for my sis she discovered my blog sometime after the Dahab incident, all she had to do was type dahab, explosion, arrested and kareem and she got me as the first result in her search

i gotta say it feels strange a lil' wee bit that my sis reads this since she knows all about the initials, she knows who are (H), (R), (N), the asshole, she knows everybody probably, and it's definetly wierd having her read you talk about your family problems

3) Do you feel embarrassed to let your friends know about your blog or you just consider it as a private thing?

i believe if my friends were reading it that would bias what i'm writting about, i'd be afraid what they thought or worry about hurting someone's feelings. that's not even mentioning (the asshole) and the 4-5 posts about him. so i appreciate being partially anonymous, the only exceptions are a couple of my friends who won't judge me (2 or 3)

4) Did blogs cause positive changes in your thoughts?

a little bit, it helped me vent a lot of anger at times when u couldn't talk about stuff with anybody

5) Do you only open the blogs of those who comment on your blog or you love to go and discover more by yourself?

i used to discover in the begining, even before i started blogging myself, but for the past 2 months i haven't had the time at all :( and even the ones who comment i sometimes spend a week before checking their blogs.

Where is number 6 ya lolo?

7) Did you try to imagine your fellow bloggers and give them real pictures?

I do, with the ones i read regularly. i have also mentioned that i have a problem following a blog with someone putting his smug pic on his profile yet somehow this only applies to egyptian bloggers (for example T.A.N, Dave Lozo from why not get drunk and blog? or (p_is_for_payj) from (things that make you go "hmmm") have their pics on their blog and i'm fine with them)

8) Admit. Do you think there is a real benefit for blogging?

well, there are if you're a famous blogger, or if you're not then u have something to bitch about, plus it's like this matt dude said at www.technorati.com "50 millionblogs... some of them have to be good

9) Do you think that bloggers society is isolated from real world or interacts with events?

of course they do, most blogs are about the real world, reality tv minus the tv

10) Does criticism annoy you or do you feel it's a normal thing?

depends on the form of critisizm, i like smart critisizm even if it's harsh, and i'm against personal attacks

11) Do you fear of some political blogs and avoid them?

no. i fear our government.

12) Did you get shocked by the arrest of some bloggers?

well... the fact that they were bloggers wasn't what got them arrested, it's what got them out

13) Did you think about what will happen to your blog after you die?

it's gonna miss me.

14) What do you like to hear? What's the song you like to put its link in your blog?

links to music on webpages are the devil, some of my favorite bloggers i can't read because whenever i go to their page my p.c freezes and closes all explorer windows, although i could recommend some songs, i usually do HERE

15) Five bloggers to be the next "victims"?

Hmmm... i dunno who hasn't done it yet. mando? raghood? walaa? T.A.N and Arima from Hakaza ana, hathor, TINY, and anybody else who bothers basically.... oooh and Sand-e tab3an and N if she's into tags

p.s it's i don't know that many people not that much people ya LoLo :p

yarab te7eb... aho enta

2006-09-18T14:37:00.000+03:00

on my way to work this morning i was approached by a beggar kid (there's been a significant increase in them recently, maybe it's a government policy or something) and all of them automatically go for the young dude in a suit

he passed by me and turned around to follow me, saying the usual stuff (got some spare change? type sayings), what almost stopped me in my tracks was hearing him say (ya rab te7eb) which translates to i hope you fall in love

my first instinct was to go "oh yeah!!! well i hope you fall in love too!!!"

cuz when u think of it, is that really a good thing to wish upon the unsuspecting good doer?
I mean how many times have you fallen in love? and out of all those times how many times did it turn out to be "the one"? see footnote (1)

oh by the way are you still with that one? or did u do something to push him away ( i say him cuz i came to terms with the fact that all of you reading this post are female - with the exception of mando) Is he still out there searching or perhaps even enjoying life with HIS one?

The problem is we have been led to believe that there is a one out there for all of us, hollywood standards, happy endings, AND we began expecting to find them in real life, which let's face it even hollywood itself stopped doing (the breakup for example)

p.s. actually i LOVE my female readers, came to terms is an understatement. i love everything female but u probably knew that

(1) "the one" is a ficticious character blown out of proportion by different forms of media, he is sometimes reffered to as a hero in old tales (rumor has it he lived a long time ago in old syria but these rumors were never verified) in other versions of the tale he is rumored to return at the end of life on this earth.

or something

her face

2006-09-12T15:13:00.000+03:00

i need to speak with my ex (the ex)

a lot has happened since our "unexplained" breakup

about 2 years have passed and till now we're not as friends as i'd like us to be

i'm not fishing for an explaination, i'm not eager for a quick "reminder" of the good old times, i'm not trying to get her back, i'm not trying to make her see that i'm better off without her, i'm not trying to impress her, i'm not trying to re-live old romances, i'm not trying to hook up with her hot best friend, i'm not aiming for a sympathy-make out session, i'm not trying to prove to myself that i'm over her, i'm not trying to prove to myself that i still need her, i'm not trying to get her out of my system, i'm not missing her the way a guy misses his ex, i'm not looking for a pat on the back or reassurance.

i just need a familiar face

and her face till now cries out with familiarty
her face screams with all the long moments we spent talking about nothing and everything.
her face -along with her voice- can make me forget or even get over stressful days
although she caused me stress sometimes
i still haven't found someone who made me even half as stable as she did

she shares the factual -shit happens- attitude with me like no one ever has or probably can
she shares the love of life and the acceptance of it's bitchness with me like no one else
she's the one who lives by the motto no regrets, just like me
she's so "truthful" that she'll make you cry
she's so tactful that she'll make you fall in love with her

she can be just as annoying as i can be, a little bit more

where have you been? i miss you, miss you, miss you

faceless

2006-09-11T14:30:00.000+03:00

we talked yesterday...
we chatted about stuff, like we've been doing for the past 3 days or so
i hope she doesn't freak out when she reads this

i found myself telling her stuff that i would easily share with my close friends
the few of them that remained
and yet i don't know her

and it's not that i said stuff i shouldn't have
or revealed a dark secret
but i was extremly at ease while doing none of the above

she doesn't know me too
the fact that we are strangers makes it so much easier to tell her everything
when we talk... it's like we've been there for a while now

so, should we remain faceless to each other
some sort of therapy? an advanced audio form of blogging?
will it last either way or fade anyway

anyway, i guess only time will tell
wish me luck oh wishing well

p.s i think i need a new mobile phone, any suggestions?

I'm Hitler

2006-09-05T19:42:00.000+03:00

What Famous Leader Are You?
personality tests by similarminds.com

i actually took this test about 3 months ago, and the result came out to be Sadaam Hussain (with the phrase "people who don't like you better like chemical weapons" written in the middle of the picture) i wasn't convinced so i decided not to post it

now 3 months have changed and i figured maybe i was biased by some unfortunate asshole-related event or something that ticked me into answering ugly answers

and you thought sadaam was bad huh?

be afraid

p.s which reminds me does anyone know the song "even hitler had a girlfriend"?? you can find it on my small lyrics blog

2006-09-05T19:24:00.000+03:00

A man lives to be 112 on a diet of sausages and waffles

even more proof for you healthy eaters

you're gonna die young and miserable

cheers

i wrote this post a long time ago

2006-08-29T19:57:00.000+03:00

this video might be old but it's a first for me

if you've ever been either a 2pac fan or a dave chappelle fan

you are welcome

and the lyrics (at least what i could figure out)

[DJ: Exclusive, this is that new 2pac!]

Listen close, as life turns its pages
Makaveli here, kickin' rhymes for the ages
Seen things in stages, wise words spoken by sages
From SkyTel to BlackBerry pages
Your crew don't phase us, we'll make you bustas pay us
Run up in your spot like CJ from San Andreas

I wrote this song a long time ago
A real long time ago
Feel me!
I wrote this song a long time ago
It was the dopest song I ever wrote... in '94

What can a ***** do, when half the people voted for George W.
It's a *****, **** George W. -- can't be true --
I wanna choke him, because he's a snitch
I'm talking about George W. Smith
From city council, he ran in '93
Out in Oakland, you probably didn't hear about him

I wrote this song a long time ago
A real long time ago
Way before Slim Shady was in demand
Way before we dropped baloney on Afghanistan
I wrote this song in '94

How am I doin' this?

Look around the club, see everyone in the place
Showing 'Pac love got a smile on my face
The girl in the miniskirt has bad taste
Because her shirt don't match
And there's a puddin' stain on the back
What the **** is that?
It might be doo-doo

And you in the back, you ain't ****
You bought a gin and tonic but you didn't even tip
And if you hit the table one more time then the record might skip-might skip...
I told you, stop hittin' the table.

Tupac Shakur,
I wrote this rhyme in 1994
I'm not alive!
Thug life!
Dave Chappelle, that ain't your wife
A married man, you've got two kids
Go home!

I wrote this song a long time ago
A real long time ago
Way before Beanie Sigel had to do a bid
Way before Dave Chappelle had two kids
dont give him no cutchie.

[DJ: 2pac, rest in peace.]

Okay, I will!

kitty-whipped

2006-08-28T22:56:00.000+03:00

"The truth is most guys cannot have fun without their fiancées (not these guys anyway) the truth is an engagement is a neutering process for the guy, plain, simple, cruel and extremely effective."

friends. can't live with them, can't eat them

2006-08-28T02:27:00.000+03:00

Something is seriously wrong with the people of this country

I am in the middle of one of my most anti-social phases in my life (however, this antisocialism is only directed at my existing friends, yet i seem to be more than willing to see new people and explore new options)

Do we need friends? Like really need them

What’s the purpose of having friends in life?
- support when you're too soft to handle your own problems
- To cheer you on when you've done something good (or someone)
- Advice (if you ever listen)
- To hook you up with their single friends
- And to bitch about your emotional problems to them

Now does this mean that if one of your friends stops doing or being all of the above that you will cease being their friend? (Probably not)

Why is the main question, why do we keep them as our friends if they fail to match the criteria for friends, and why are we so unwilling to make new ones when we are satisfied with the ones we have.

I have lost more friends over the past 10 years than any other person I know, and it's not out of me being an asshole (I still keep mediocre contact with some of them and most of them still speak highly of me to others, of course there are others who don’t remember me as I am sure I forgot some of them in the following list)

In no particular order:

Ahmed E
Ahmed M
Mohamed M
Mohamed N
Ahmed A
Yasser
Khaled
Hani
Mohamed F
Nour
Maryan
Mai
Amira
Mo C
Ahmed S
Rana
W
H
Tarek
another Yasser
Mohamed T
Sara
another Sara
Noha
Tamer
(the asshole)
M.F
Heba
Mo
another Mo
Maged
Karim
another Karim
another Ahmed M
A
I
(F) the second first kiss
N (my girlfriend of a year and a half)
another Sara
H
Christine
B
May
Anna
Tom
another Anna
Stephen
Ruggerro

Fenny
Yasmeen
N
Hoda

Menna
Ingy
another Ingy
Khaled
yet another Karim
Amira
S

Sally
Salma
another Salma
yet another Sara
Alia
Shereen
Yasmine
Yasmeen
yet another Yasmeen
another Aliaa
Mai (again)
another Heba
(R) the real first kiss
about 3-4 Dinas
Yara
Youssra
Hani
Omar
another Omar
Amr

And the list goes on...

And... I have no regrets at not being friends with them anymore

My point is that out of all these people, none have remained, is it just me or are your lists this long?

Kabbeit kell aghradak 3al taree2

2006-08-15T11:29:00.000+03:00

The title is taken from the song " Manni 2elak" by soap kills

Something is seriously wrong with me.

I drive alone back from mohandessin (about 30 min drive) and during the drive my thoughts drift to R who my last talk with was over a year ago and my last physical contact was 3-4 years ago, the only reason for these thoughts? A song

As much as I hate admitting it, she was one of my most influential experiences, and one of the few ones which helped shape my current character

The thing that I remembered yesterday was our late night telephone conversations, which led me to think about how we met and why we met

(R) was known for liking bad boys and I was the ultimate boy next door type, hell I was totally inexperienced when we first met, not just physically but even sociably, I had only started having female friends in high school about 2 years before I met her

Was it the fact that I was pure at the time that attracted her? Or was it that I had a few similarities with her ex of 3 years? the one she was allegedly married to in secret (3orfi marriage) As I see him today I realize that we do have some similarities when it comes to voice, posture and overall composure, not looks but the way we carry ourselves and the way we are soft-spoken.

How can you be so different from someone in life's experiences and genetics but in the end be very similar to him in your overall general air? I think I am more similar to him now than I was back then, maybe she has that effect on men.

I dunno if I want to thank (R) or if I want to shout obscenities at her, in the end it all worked out but I wonder if it would have turned out exactly the same but through some other path.

I believe you can't change who you become (or the final result) you can just change the path and subsequently the memories which you hold dearly to your heart or lock up in your Pandora’s box, it's a weird theory but I believe it holds some truth to it

p.s Slovakia was great, but that's another post altogether

get to know your blogger

2006-08-14T12:56:00.000+03:00

the title shamelessly stolen from T.A.N

so is the rest of the post :)

1. What is your full name?
Kareem FromEgypt

2. What color pants are you wearing?
i am waering jeans shorts (light blue)

3. What are you listening to right now?
K's choice right now it's their song "believe".

4. What was the last thing you ate?
A frosties breakfast bar, they're Grrrrreat, plus i am home alone for the next 2-3 days so it's all about what's been left in the fridge.

-- #5 was actually deleted in the original e-mail, which means T.A.N's friend must have edited one of the questions out. BUSTED! --

6. If you were a crayon, what color would you be?
Darkish Blue

7. How is the weather right now?
Hot and Sunny. plus a little bit humid

8. Who is the last person you spoke to on the phone?
(H) an e.x of mine to cancel breakfast plans

9. Do you like the person who sent this to you?
The Assimiliated Negro is the funniest blogger you will ever read in your life

10. How old are you today?
24 years and 1 month and 21 days

11. Favorite drink?
Water, coffee, Rauch's iced green tea with lemon

12. Favorite sport?
Basketball (both playing and watching)

13. Hair color?
Dusty (supposedly darkbrown)

14. Siblings?
Yes

15. Favorite food?
Again a tie of Lucille's cheese burger and pasta with pesto

16. What was the last movie you watched?
Superman (in theater) didn't like it that much, phantom of the opera (t.v) didn't finish it

17. Favorite day of the year?
Any day off work

18. What was your favorite toy as a child?
I don't remember

19. Summer or winter?
Winter, definetly winter, less sweating, brighter faces, even the clothing looks nicer

20. Hugs or kisses?
depends on which i had last, can i have both?

21. Chocolate or Vanilla?
Chocolate

22. Do you want your friends to email you back?
well it's not an email anymore so i guess it would be more appropriate to put it up on their blog

23. Who is most likely to respond?
Raghoody, Mando, Maybe Spanish Moza and Sand-e-sez

24. Who is least likely to respond?
Yasjess, Alluring, Nerro, maxxedout

25. Living arrangements?
Still living with my parents (it's frowned upon to move out in Egypt)

26. When was the last time you cried?
Last saturday in Bratislava in the arms of Andrea (we both cried, but it wasn't too theatrical, just a few sniffles and fewer tears

27. What is under your bed?
A drawer full of towels and sheets (boring, i know)

28. Who is the friend you are sending this to you have had the longest?
i guess we could say who's been following my blog the longest, that would make it Yasmina/Funky Jazz

29. What did you do last night?
PLaystation, coffee with my cousin, blogged, dinner with a friend, ooooh and i had the best chocolate souffle ever in Tabasco in Zamalek

30. Favorite smell?
i like the smell of skin, pancakes, very irresistible by Givenchy, Precious heart by Guerlain, Deep red by Hugo. and for men i like the smell of hugo energise ( i wear it almost everyday) and Givenchy blue label

31. Favorite TV show?
Scrubs, Family Guy, WWe smackdown (guilty pleasure) and the practice

32. Happy In life?
Sometimes

33. What are you afraid of?
being unwanted

34. Butter or salted popcorn?
Butter and Salted

35. Favorite car?
Depends on who's driving

-- Where's 36 son??? --

37. Number of keys on your key ring?
7 (car, Home, Building's key, my room, my parent's room, my drawer, and my dad's home study)

38. How many years at your current job?
3 years full time (did it part time for about a year if you add up the months)

39. Favorite day of the week?
Saturday? i think

40. What did you do on your last birthday?
now that was something that some of you wanted to know. well i went out on the night before my birthday to hang with some friends, watched a soccer match (it was the world cup) then went to After 8 ( a pub downtown) and listened to some live music/danced ( a Rai music band called Sahara, and they're quite good)
woke up next day (actual birthday day) went swimming and tanning, had lunch at sangria by the nile (beautiful place) then went for dessert with another group of friends including my current "girl on my mind" in another place, flirted, went back home, changed then went to heliopolis to hang out with my school buddies.... it was fun

41. How many cities have you lived in?
Cairo for all my life and Antwerp,Belgium for 2 months in 2004

42. Do you make friends easily?
to a certain extent, and i get rid of them easier if they cross me.

43. How many people will you be sending this to?
basically everyone who follows my blog, all 11 readers :)

Jealousy

2006-08-13T10:09:00.000+03:00

can u ever need someone?

isn't it all about want?

isn't love mainly selfish thoughts and posessiveness?

blind jealousy being commonly mistaken for love rather than the insecurity/posessiveness it is.

i hate jealousy, i am almost never jealous. i know i am not the most handsome in the room, i know i am not the funniest, i hope i am the smartest (although i accept the fact that i am not) but in the end i also know that she chose me (wether it's till death do us part or till we get home that's a different story) why she chose me is also another mystery but remain assured my poor insecure friend that at the moment she likes you and only you (or at least she likes you most)

i only remember being Jealous once!!!! and that was when my GF at the time used my best friend to make me jealous, wether it was on purpose or not in all cases it worked cuz we are complete opposites so it's not a matter of comparison anymore it was a matter of choice, it's either u like this or u like its opposite, you know

what i hated most was that she managed to make me jealous, she managed to get under my skin, she had me hooked and i don't like being dependant on someone emotionally. things went well for about a year or so then the inevitable happened and we broke up and for that year i was never jealous again

do selfish people get Jealous? since they want their lover to themselves? or is it that they are to absorbed in themselves and protecting their own feelings that they never allow themselves to become so attached to the level of jealousy?

i have noticed that i never liked any song with the lines "i need you" in them in fact i am banishing them all from my ipod, the only exception is savage garden's i want you (i don't know if i need you) because it fits perfectly with my current way of thinking and says it like it is

it's like puddle of mudd said in their song "control"

I need to feel you
You need to feel me
I can't control you
You're not the one for me, no

it's more about control, controling the other person's life, controling their love, possessing them, even controling when and how they love you, wouldn't we all want that, isn't this what the phrase right person at the wrong time is all about? being selfish lovers

it's not "i love you"
it's "i love the way you love me"

SLOVAKIA

2006-08-05T00:38:00.000+03:00

as part of the festivities of the annual vacation i am going to slovakia for the next 9 days (yes i started my annual vacation)

holler at me if ur near bratislava

otherwise, i'm gonna get back to you on the 10th day
no blogging on the vacation (not like i've been doing a lot of that lately)

see u when i get back

K

married & miserable or single & lonely

2006-07-24T22:31:00.000+03:00

the title is from chris rock's "never scared"

"ain't no happiness nowhere"

no moving on to more important issues

having a F*ck buddy/ undercover lover

u see, in all the kinds of friends u could have, assholes and anything else, no one comes close to the value for money u get out of a f*#K buddy, even a making out buddy is good

as long as the rules are set straight from the begining and u can both be adults about it that is.

in my short time in dating i have had 2 friends of that kind, actually there was a third but she was an ex so that is some sort of bending the rules.

the main problem u get naturally is when one of u decides he want's more out of this. and it's not the girl all the time that wants more.

the rules are... well they are mainly don't fall in love, don't kiss & tell (optional) and don't call to have me change a tire or help u with something, and i promise to keep u updated on any developments in the emotional department regarding other girls, just so that we keep our guards up

if the current boyfriend/girlfriend requests that we stop meeting then there should be no hard feelings, and definetly no schemes to ruin the relationship (that's a no brainer)

did i miss something???

i'm not sure what else, i am drawing on experience from 2-3 successful tries.

oooh one more thing, there should be no mind games, no pretending to like someone else, no pretending that u like ur fuck buddy, no nonesense at all.... and definetly no getting u chocolate at 4 am none at all

p.s u were not the reason/inspiration behind this post ms. giggles ;)
seriously you weren't but thanks anyway ;)

K.I.S.S.I.N.G

2006-07-24T22:28:00.000+03:00

kissing to the tune of the doors' "love me two times" is something i recommend to anyone

but don't take my word, try it yourself

pucker up baby

talk about H

2006-07-24T13:47:00.000+03:00

this is addressed to (H)

you were nothing except something to come back to maadi to instead of going home

i'm sorry it didn't work out between us, actually i think you are more sorry than i am

getting engaged without letting me know was low, what's lower is that even after 8 months u still haven't bothered to call.

so i just wanted to tell u, there was NO chemistry, there were NO feelings, i was onto you from day 1

what kind of person falls for someone in 5 days? that was too fast for me to believe honey

so if u ever read this, know this, i am talking about you (H)

p.s you should do something about those eyebrows girl, i'm fine with thicker brows but the rule is they can't be thicker than mine

Those F#*ing addictive blogthings

2006-07-23T23:25:00.000+03:00

You Are 4% Obsessive

You're less prone to obsessive thoughts than the rest of the world...
While you do get hung up from time to time, you're excellent at clearing your mind.

How Obsessive Are You?

Your EQ is 133

50 or less: Thanks for answering honestly. Now get yourself a shrink, quick!
51-70: When it comes to understanding human emotions, you'd have better luck understanding Chinese.
71-90: You've got more emotional intelligence than the average frat boy. Barely.
91-110: You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that.
111-130: You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt.
131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin.
150+: Two possibilities - you've either out "Dr. Phil-ed" Dr. Phil... or you're a dirty liar.

What's Your EQ (Emotional Intelligence Quotient)?

update

this one is also true

You May Be a Bit Borderline...

Your mood swings make a roller coaster look tame!
When you're up, you're a little bit crazy...
And when you're down, your whole world is crashing
Scary thing is, these moods can change by the minute!

What Personality Disorder Are You?

2006-06-30T10:30:00.001+03:00

Depression

Disorder	Your Score
Major Depression:	High-Moderate
Dysthymia:	Slight-Moderate
Bipolar Disorder:	Extremely High
Cyclothymia:	High
Seasonal Affective Disorder:	Moderate
Postpartum Depression:	N/A
Take the Depression Test

thanks Hanouma for the link

i always thought i was chronically depressed, with slight abnormal happy days

i am interessted to know how you guys faired in the same test, tamenoony that i am not the only one who's scored highly on 3 of the 5 categories (you too Malice)

cheers.
K

2006-06-28T13:27:00.000+03:00

my penis name

Your Penis Name Is...

Pumping Pole of Penile Power

Penis Name Generator

And to think they got all of this from Kareem, hehe

i went back and tried my full name and i got this

Your Penis Name Is...

Beefy McManstick

Penis Name Generator

i like the first one more

has an official ring to it

by the way this blue template sucks white ass, any place i can get nicer ones other than the ones on blogger.com? suggestions LOLO??

2006-06-27T21:42:00.000+03:00

Raghoody Asked

Why do i blog???? raghood asked and i willingly answer, maybe now she'll hook me up with that delectable moody sister of hers

1- why do i blog? well... i guess it's pretty apparent throughout my posts that i'm a very moody person and that i don't adhere to a single theme for my blog, i blog my thoughts and they are as diverse/different as my mood swings (from backstabbing friends passing by second first kisses to songs lyrics and even an occasional Family post, not to mention fidelity) i have mentioned several times that i view blogging as some sort of self therapy and thats why i do it, the only topic i refrain from addressing is politics cuz let's face it i am as tech savvy as i am blonde, so it's probably gonna take "them" about 4 seconds to locate me and i'm sorry but you ain't gonna fuck me.

2- how i started? i signed up to blogger in order to be able to comment on certain blogs, i signed up in december and my first post was in feb about Valentine's day it started as an introductory post about me then evolved into my theory on that Fugly day.

how i was introduced to blogs is through manal and alaa i was googling wi-fi hotspots in egypt and immediatley i was hooked, it's not everyday you find people writting about airplane wankers and in arabic kamaan, pure genius, and it's through manal and alaa that i was introduced to other's like sandmonkey and later on through sandmonkey i discovered yasjess and so on i began stumbling accross more and more blogs, i have been following blogs since july 2005 (more or less)

3- will there be a day when i'll quit blogging and delete it all? can't really say if i'll quit or not, whenever i feel like i'm losing interest, some event happens and you feel like you must vent out, i guess life will always present bloggable thoughts to us, in any case i'd never delete "the truth" even if i quit, it's my first, plus i feel that there might be some people who would be interested in reading it. plus it's near criminal to assassinate thoughts once they've been put to pen and paper or in this case blog, i am extremely annoyed when there's a blog i follow and have some of it's posts on my fav list is deleted and i wouldn't want to do this to anybody

2006-06-23T14:25:00.001+03:00

I'm turning 24 on the 24th

HEEEEEEEEEE-HAAAAAAAAAAA

time for a celberation everybody, pop the champagne bottles, party on

as if anybody should need a cause for celebration

and for this memeorable occasion allow me to quote mr Kanye West in his song celebration

Yeah, you know what this is
It's a celebration, bitches!
Grab a drink, grab a glass
After that I grab yo ass

and also

But, I just thought you should know
We hit the liquor store
Got some Cris and some Mo
And we about to let it floooooow

Had some problems before
but see we let em go
Got an ounce of that dro
And we about to let it blooooooow ho, ho ho

ho, ho , looking for some hoe's haaaaay

hehe3

actually it's still tomorrrow but heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa wwwoooohhooooooo

i'm heehaawing from today and will continue till sunday morning

get me something nice

2006-06-22T22:50:00.000+03:00

Thanks mom

my sister is constructing a family tree on some website

she was talking with us over lunch today about how she didn't know the full name of our grandma (my dad's mother) and she had to leave it at her first name

and my mom was like: oh honey, it's (so and so) i wrote it in your photo album as soon as you were born

I just had to interrupt: oh mommy dearest, what does it say in MY photo album ( i am evil)

my mom: "silence"/ blank stare

my mom: i wuv you

being a first born is cool, being anythingelseborn sucks white ass

p.s. I wuvv you too mommy

2006-06-22T22:01:00.000+03:00

But nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple pills

so what's up with the good ole rents? what are they thinking ya3ni?

it's been a while snce they acted crazy

i thought they outgrew it

last weekend all hell broke loose after they went for a lunch together

i got a call after meeting up with a friend of mine in city stars on saturday

phone rings

me: hello
my sister: enta fein? (where are you?)
me: i am in masr el gedida
Sis: your mom and dad got in a fight (just like the good old days)
me:why?
sis: i dunno, all three of us were having lunch and it was all good then on the way home something went FUBAR
me: how bad is it?
Sis: well... she left the house and doesn't us to want to tell him where she is, says if he really cares then he should call
me: hmmm... that's new

now the problem is that my mom is the kind of person who if approached about a certain problem, she enjoys the attention and magnifies the whole thing ( so we didn't wanna talk with her so as not to make matters worse) i figured she was going to my aunt (khalty) because she has a sprained back and can't move at all, so i called there

and to my surprise i find that my -usually calm and usually defensive of my dad- aunt is also bouncing off the walls (wierd?) and saying stuff like "no, your dad has gone too far this time" and i was like WHAT STUFF???? i don't understand and both of them replied "i can't tell you, ask him, if he wants to say"

i ask her if she wants me to come ack to maadi and she says no stay out with your friends

so i figured maybe this wasn't an episode of mom overreacting and maybe the guy did something wrong

Next day (sunday morning)

i get a phone call from dad which was mainly about work stuff and after we were done i ask him about the previous day

Dad: abadan yabny omak fehmet ghalat (nothing son, your mom misunderstood) he was quite calm actually
me:well, she seemed like she was enraged
Dad: asl heya la2et 3elbet viagra kont gayebha li ankelak (A) 3ashan howa beyetkesef yotlob men doctor (R) (she found a box of viagra that i had brought to uncle (A) [who happens to be his best friend] because (A) is embarresed to ask doctor (R) [another pharmasist friend of theirs]
me: ya ragel uncle (A) bardo??!!! (for Uncle (A) you say?)
Dad: yes and i told her so but she want's to believe otherwise
me: well... i wouldn't believe you (she has her reasons to doubt)
Dad: normally she may have had but not in that case, to start the box was sealed, not to mention that doctors forbid me from using it because of my heart, and she knows that!!! plus if i wanted to hide it don't you think i would have found a better place than than the glove compartment? (in our line of business you learn how to hide stuff)
me: well you might have a point, did you tell her?
dad: i told her, but she doesn't wanna believe me
me: she will, just give her time, i think

so there you have it folks, it's not enough that they are very incompatable and that they mix like oil and ice tea, now we have my dad's close friend (A) and pfizer to worry about as well, god bless pharmaceuticals and horny mid-life men

another reason why i believe my dad is that he is my dad, therfore we don't need viagra :D

this reminds me of a parody song by [flight of the conchords] called "business time" in which the guy says:

making love
making love for
making love for twoooooo
making love for twooooooooo minutes

when it's with me, you only need two minutes..... because I'M INTENSE

two minutes in heaven.......... is better than one minute in heaven (LOL)

so do you believe PAPA???? actually i do because he did have surgey without telling us at all ( i found out when i was looking around in his desk for some work related stuff a year later and found his will he had wrote and explaination for what to do after he's gone) so it's not just a lame "oh my weak heart" parental excuse

2006-06-21T09:13:00.000+03:00

Some more blogthings

just for the F#$K of it

You Should Be A Cancer

What's good about you: you're incredibly kind, caring, and generous

What's bad about you: you can be too moody and impossible to understand

In love: you enjoy wining and dining the object of your affection

In friendship, you're: likely to depend on other friends for emotional support

Your ideal job: historian, marine biologist, or religious figure

Your sense of fashion: you dress to match your mood

You like to pig out on: classic home cooked meals, like mac and cheese

What Sign Should You Be?

You are 93% Gemini

How Gemini Are You?

i told you ya nerro that i have a lot of Gemini in me

the funny thing is that i AM a cancer fe3lan and i was born on the cusp (hint hint) which makes me a little bit of both signs

do you believe in star signs? in any way at all?

i like to believe that there is some truth in them, at least in the statistical analysis sense (for the nonbelievers out there) that's how it started

they compiled about 100,000 people born let's say between june 22 and july 21st in cancerians situation and they found out that the majority act in this or that way, and that the people born between nov-dec also act in a different way from cancerians yet similiar to each other

now as the old saying goes "if it looks like shit and smells like shit, it probably is shit" i can't help but believe that star signs (or being born in a certain month) has an effect on the character

anyway enough with the fluffy posts, will resume with the usual wierd posts later

p.s remind me to tell you about my mom and dad's incident next time

2006-06-20T14:21:00.000+03:00

okay, so who agrees??

Your Blog Should Be Purple

You're an expressive, offbeat blogger who tends to write about anything and everything.
You tend to set blogging trends, and you're the most likely to write your own meme or survey.
You are a bit distant though. Your blog is all about you - not what anyone else has to say.

What Color Should Your Blog or Journal Be?

And

You Are 80% Cynical

You're a full blown cynic... and probably even skeptical of these results.
You have your optimistic moments, but most likely you keep them to yourself.

How Cynical Are You?

anybody with the purple colour idea? i was thinking green or blue

as for the cynical result it just alarmed me so i figured what the hell

2006-06-18T13:43:00.000+03:00

Template change???

i was wondering if i should change the black template that some people have been complaining about, to be honest even i am starting to get bored of it a little bit, it can get quite depressing, what do you think?

feedback needed

2006-06-14T21:43:00.000+03:00

Dreams, nightmares, whatever

for the second day in a row i am rudely woken up from an afternoon nap by a nasty nightmare.

both had to do with fighting or struggling and i usually wake up kicking at something, in the first i was even swimming ( lots of symbols for people interested in dreams )

i am messed up, and it only took me 1 day of work to get me back to nasty nightmares after a wonderful time in dubai

i'm waiting for tomorrow's episode

2006-06-09T13:30:00.000+03:00

i'm in dubai

enjoying a much needed break from the world and blogging

p.s that apartment club rules

till then ba2a, i will write details later

2006-06-07T00:01:00.000+03:00

Public displays of affection

again i dislike bloggers who have song lyrics all over their blog, but i am allowing for yet another exception (as i can relate to them tremendously)

They’re for all to see
Selfcontained lovers
Welded orally
No run for cover

I’d join in the fun
If I had someone
But it seems I’m undone

These public displays of affection
Surely your love must be new
I can’t wait for my next rejection
I’m always the first in the queue

Try to hold your soul
But I’ll crush your spirit
Why do I feel so close?
When I can’t get near it

I’m flooded with fear
And it don’t disappear
But I’m still standing here

These public displays of affection
Surely your love must be new
So conscious of my imperfections
I’ve never lost interest in you

These public displays of affection
Surely your love must be new
You’re natural overprotection
Leaves me with nothing to do

These public displays of affection
Surely your love must be new
I’ve got no time for reflection
My service is long overdue

sung by morcheeba

dunno why but it's one of the songs that i like to listen to almost daily, suits all my moods.

enjoy it

we are continually looking/sriving for love/being with someone and for some reason i am always aware that eventually it will all go wrong, or you will get married

i don't want to get married, i have made my decision.

i might sound childish, or someone may say "oh, kareem you're young, wait and you'll find someone good for you", i might find someone good for me but not perfect, not that i am a perfection chaser but in the end i am a very complex, highly emotional yet extremly detached (the detachment comes as a self defense mechanism) person, and i doubt that the near impossible task of finding a next-to-perfect match is gonna be more work than the reward of finding them, cuz in the end it all fizzles out when your loves ceases to be new. ( nope i'll choose selfish/incapable of love, please)

PLUS people change, that's a given, everybody will tell you that people change so why bother searching for someone that in a few years ( after you change) won't be that appealing to you anymore

maybe that's the reason behind the "new love" phrase

maybe the real reason people either break up or stay only for the kids/ old times sake is that the fact that they have changed, they just don't know it

i haven't found a couple that i envy till now, 90% of the cases i feel sorry for, the other 10 percent i feel happy for but yet wouldn't want what they have. is it just me? am i emotionally crippled in that sense? or am i the only sane one?

okay give me one good, successful, envy-worthy couple and i'll show you a couple full of shit or lies or both

i'm gonna finish writting for tonite, cuz i am on the border of typing gibberish and blahblahbloooos (i'm starting to get worked up/angry) obviously it's a topic i feel strongly about

and you all thought this was another silly lyrics post, i thought so too

2006-06-03T14:03:00.000+03:00

Blogging with no face on

hmmm... i noticed that most blogs i follow have no photo in the profile, even Jem back when she had a photo it wasn't a full photo it was just the corner of her mouth. the only exception is Manal and Alaa's blog and i follow them for the obvious reasons.

i just realized this recently, photos automatically bias you either towards or against a blogger, in my case most times it was against.
i just can't take a blogger (who's okay with everybody knowing who they are) seriously, i like to read about people's feelings (sort of a peeping tom) on their blogs, never was interested in the "today i went to work, had a sandawetsh fool and gaaly eshaal" blogger.

one other thing, i just saw a pic of one of the bloggers i follow daily, if i had met her in real life i probably would have never noticed her, and had i seen her photo before reading what she had to say i would have never ever paid attention, probably would have been my last visit to her blog, not that she would have cared aslan (she has a looooot of readers, i doubt she does it for people anyway, none of us should, it helps to have readers but yet no one started out with readers) but i would have missed out on getting to know her better through her blog, she doesn't strike me as the person in the photo, she looked older in it and not well dressed ( she sounds much younger, and a lot more vain on her blog)

i have a problem with judging people, i do it all the time, and it's subconcious too, within 2 seconds i profile people according to how they look, THEN i start listening, sometimes you can't help but be biased by what you see (it's a bad thing but i can't help) and with anonymous bloggers you get to form an unbiased opinion and you get to read deep emotions that the non-annonymous bloggers don't talk about

if only i could do so in real life

2006-06-03T13:47:00.000+03:00

Yearning

As I was writing today’s date for some work related thing I found myself remembering the fabulous (F)

Don’t know if it was the warm weather, the fact that we hooked up in summer around late June, the fact that her birthday was last month and I didn’t call ( I haven’t called in two years)

Remembering her bothered me and for about 10 minutes I was frowning and in a very bad mood, I let it go after 10 minutes but again I am not appreciative of the fact that I remember her till now. It was supposed to be a one night stand, granted it was a two-night stand but still, I always prided myself in being able to keep viewing things as they were, in their right size, and I have always succeeded in doing so.

Remembering your flings is usually a pleasant feeling, it helps you give your ego a much needed boost sometimes, I never felt the need to forget about one of my past relationships whether it was just a fling or a full fledged romance, never had an eternal sunshine of the spotless mind moment where all the memories got too much to handle

And I know the reason we didn’t continue our fling (it had potential) was that the social gap was too big, I didn’t see any future for this and I hated holding her back. Oooh and I was seeing someone at the moment

I don’t know if this is the first time for me to admit to cheating, it’s not an easy thing to admit to cheating on your partner, someone that you care for deeply and might have even loved at the time (everybody has his moments). I was never caught, something that alarmed me very much, how was I able to have (F) in my arms then 1 hour later welcome my girlfriend back from her trip and never even be doubted for a moment? And if I had that in me then what was to stop me later? I don’t want to be a cheating husband, don’t want to grow up like my dad who is my role model in business and having fun but not in matters of commitment and monogamy

And something else, like the song “cheat on you” by Ma$e “just you can cheat they can cheat” and that bothered me too, if I was doing so then maybe she was doing the same back to me, not saying I didn’t deserve being cheated on, just that I didn’t notice anything incriminating, and I trust my power of observation in these matters

Is cheating and not getting caught a talent or a skill? that's a good question, (are good cheaters born or made?)

So moving back to (F) and why we didn’t hook up, I guess it’s way too late now to think about it or even reminisce, but I wonder what if?

The phenomenal trend that is blogging allows you to judge a person’s character on some level before your judgment is skewed by their looks, status or attitude but that’s a different story altogether for next post

2006-05-28T13:24:00.000+03:00

IF THESE BLOGGERS MET/ bloggers party

Hypothetical situation: a gathering of some sorts with no regards to geographical boundaries (the fact that A Pair Of Brown Eyes is in Canada or that Cup Of Malice is in Dubai)

So I gather the courage to invite a certain number of bloggers who I frequent their blogs and they are the following

Yasmina , lilith , The great AZ , sandmonkey, sam, maxxed out , Mr. Ahmed Shokeir , Nerro , TAN aka theassimilatednegro , Ka3'eem from the now defunct tazbeet, Wombat and Midwest from kiss n blog, the almost 40-year old virgin , mohamad from "from cairo with love", the guys from Gazma 7arimi , the shadow's end, tomanbay who I suspect that I know, forsoothsayer, Muslim convert lady, Pazuzu, A Pair Of Brown Eyes, Raghood , Hanouma, alluring or Lolo, cleopatrina, Mo'men from great misconceptions, Cup Of Malice for sure, Mando, the still breathing Walaa Emam, leilouta, Hera , bar bar a, Spanish moza and sand-e-sez

The only non-blogger invited would be my good friend(MF)

Maybe I missed out on some of you, but you get my point

First to arrive would be a punctual yasmina and the bored out of his mind mando, followed closely by Midwest and wombat and the 40 year old virgin, the guys from gazma 7arimy show up together making a lot of noise and followed by Ka3’eem and Mohamed from cairo, and In an hour everybody is there except sandmonkey, pazuzu, alluring (forsoothsayer, sand-e-sez and Sam who are all "a no show")

The chilled mood is set with the tunes of Zero 7, Thievery Corporation and manal’s favorite soap kills

People start mingling and I immediately set my sights for Yasmina who I am extremely intrigued by and I make use of the fact that sandmonkey hasn’t shown up yet so I know I’ll have her attention :)

We chat for a while about nothings and how life is different in Egypt for her this time and obviously I am over excited about this long overdue geting to know each other beyond blogs but i hide it well, meanwhile Cup of malice goes straight for a Pair Of Brown Eyes as he is notoriously known for the attraction to petite brunettes ( I don’t blame him) who is not interested since he is after all an Arab man, Midwest cuts in and whisks Cup of Malice away to a secluded corner next to the bar for exactly the same reason (dark and handsome and all) and POBE is relieved

Sandmonkey arrives fashionably late and louder than usual (not possible) and immediately both yasmina and POBE go to hang with him (although both deny the possibility of hooking up with him) but he’s too busy arguing with Tomanbay about the recent events to notice them. Mohamed from cairo takes tomanbay’s side and leilouta backs sandmonkey fiercely

Mr. shokeir and hanouma swap pictures of their kids (does hanouma have kids?) and start making up stories inspired by the crowd while sipping on some tea and a long island ice tea respectively

Of course Cleopatrina and the still breathing walaa huddle together and start critizing and sarcastically commenting on everybody, as they are running out of people they start commenting on each other and quite soon they flip each other off, cleopatrina goes to practice her perfect mother-tongue like Spanish on the very rusty hanouma and walaa goes to chat with muslim convert lady who surprisingly is still present till now as this is not her kind of place

TAN is annoyed that there isn’t a single assimiliated negro present other than him, and is about to address Cup of Malice as he thinks maybe he’s a semi-assimilated negro but then recognizes the accent to be extremely white and changes his mind, he is about to leave when he notices a rather bored POBE and they both sneak out early together to a shaded spot

The shadow’s end and the almost 40 year old virgin debate both why vaginas should be destroyed and why men seem to be jerks they are joined by wombat and Ka3’eem who gives them his own theory on the alpha male and biological reasons behind our attraction to females and vice versa after trying every single pick up line of the 50 he had on his blog (before something went terribly wrong and he disappeared) on yasmina and midwest and failing miserably

Meanwhile the hopeless romantics from gazma 7arimy are trailing pazuzu (who should have known better than to use that fatal Lebanese accent in front of any Egyptian) and she can’t seem to shake them off, they all compose poems for their Lebanese femme fatale and eventually she starts to enjoy the ego-feeding attention

Mo’men and bar bar a go into deep analysis of Pink Floyd and forget about everybody else present as they can’t believe that someone could be a bigger fan of Pink Floyd

I am busy now with teasing raghood about her married boss and her younger sister when mando cuts in and starts hitting on her ( not sure wether that would work as obviously he still needs work on his style and preferably lessons from TAN who already left) I point out to him that alluring is by herself ( I am evil) and Raghood and I watch as she annihilates his character and nearly rips his head off managing somehow to mention that she is engaged in the process, he takes it surprisingly well and moves on to join the now increasingly popular discussion about alpha males and how they are ruining our reputation

Less than 5 minutes after the conversation the Spanish moza notices mando who looks a lot like her arab prince (lucky bastard) and they hit it off immediately and disappear towards the dimly-lit kitchen, drinking cocktails and flirting like there’s no tomorrow

I locate maxxed out and we start conversing about how both of us are scared of pretty women and how we are both surprisingly okay with that fact.

Meanwhile Nerro, takes both cleopatrina and walaa under her wing, resolves the conflict between them and restores the peace

The great AZ is chating with hera and lilith about her new line of wearable mis-fits clothing line and asking for feed back when all of a sudden a fist fight breaks out between the overly aggressive sandmonkey and a passive aggressive tomanbay who knows how to push our monkey’s buttons calmly and both won’t back down from their views, maxxed out holds sandmonkey back and Mohamed from cairo does the same to tomanbay (who isn’t as agitated as our monkey) in order to stop the fight and maxxed out gets a black eye courtesy of sandmonkey's elbow in the process. Cup of malice and I suggest a drinking contest to resolve the conflict (with (MF) singing the wenta sakraan/cuz i got high song) which tomanbay loses after his 2nd shot of tequila, throws up on the guys from gazma 7arimy and passes out, yasmina carries on in his place not out of support for tomanbay, hell no, but in support of all tequila manufacturers in the world.

Now this ends our segment on the first bloggers party, hope you enjoyed your stay and tell me if you did or didn't

Cheers everybody

2006-05-27T16:39:00.000+03:00

a new addition to the blogosphere

although i have a lot of negative feelings toward the expresion "blogosphere"

please join me for a warm welcome (dafy keda ma3 el ice cream el sa2e3... inside joke) to a very good friend and my best friend of ten years (A)'s sister Cleopatrina on her new blog.

after almost 2 months of trying to get her to blog she finally did

kudos a33nooor

2006-05-27T16:33:00.000+03:00

which annoys me more

i have another question for you

what bothers you more?

the fifteen posts a day blogger or the haven't posted anything since january blogger?

i dislike both actually, hehe

2006-05-27T16:28:00.000+03:00

i am bi-blogger now

just got an invite to contribute to fahd's blog (aka cup of malice)

dunno what i'll write though... yet

2006-05-25T20:09:00.000+03:00

Wenta sakran, wenta kharban, wenta sakraaaaaaaan, pararappappaa

i just felt the need to tell you that "turn the page" by metallica is the best cover version ever, it's better than the original song

the top 5 are

1- "turn the page" Metallica covering Bob Seger

2- "word up" Gun covering Cameo

3- "knocking on heaven's door" Adam Sandler Parodying/mocking Axl Rose ( i know not a real cover but funny as hell)

4- "romeo and Juiliet" Indido Girls covering Dire Straits ( actually both versions were sweet, and indigo girls also covered "i don't wanna talk about it" by everything but the girl better than the original)

and last but certainly not least

5- My best friend (MF)'s egyptian version of Afroman's "because i got high"

cuz i got high, becuz i got high, becoz i got hiiiiigh (wenta sakraan, wenta kharbaan, wenta sakraaaaan)

p.s the movie "rent" has a very nice soundtrack but u need to watch the movie first, rosario dawson, hmmm... i think i'm in love

2006-05-24T22:59:00.000+03:00

fucking a coke bottle

is one of the search queries that led someone to my blog

so sick ( i felt the same walahi) now why would ANYONE search that? why? why? huh? why?
but to be honest i laughed when i saw it

sorry but i had to share this right now

p.s i am back from italy via the fucking lufthanza, will resume normal posting by the weekend cuz of backed up work

if anyone had a similiar experiment with wierd search items that led people to his/her blog please share

UPDATE: June 2006

new search items that led here

why do i get a boner by kissing

cheat once cheat twice fidelity statistics

hugging a colleague

i am single on my 3oth birthday

'statistics of cheaters, infidelity, who cheat again after being caught'

2006-05-20T11:28:00.000+03:00

Fucking fucking fucking Lufthanza

(strong language ensues, Excuse my french)/ Rant/

so here i am, airport blogging from the frankfurt lounge, i was supposed to travel yesterday, friday the 19th but the flight was cancelled because lufthanza are a piece of shit airline.

first they kept us on the plane for 3 hours then they removed us and kept us at the fucking cairo air port untill they figured out what to do with us next, needless to say my reservation in venice was cancelled because of a no-show, i had to call them and beg for my room back, i was lucky they didn't give it to someone on their waiting list as the hotel is completely booked

and to top that we were billed 260 euros by the hotel for the first night because of their failure to put us on another flight on the same day, that's not considering the other losses i incurred from missing saturday in italy, having to reschedule 2 apointments and cancelling a third.

then they told us that we would have to take the early saturday morning flight 5am and the 12pm connection to venice, that was the best they could do. by doing this we would be in venice by 1:30 and still catch the second meeting

they shipped us to sheraton heliopolis, we stayed there for 6 hours and then went back to the airport, as i was checking out i was surprised to see that they are charging me for a diet coke and a small bottle of water that i had during my "free dinner" courtesy of fucking lufthanza, i mean come'on, charging me for a pepsi and water that i had only because my flight was cancelled by the incompetent fucking lufthanza is WRONG, not rude or inconsiderate but just plain wrong.

anyway we arrive at 3 am. it took me for the first time in my life an entire hour to check in on the business class counter, AND there was only % people in front of us.

by the time we arrived to the check-in counter they told us that our connection to venice is (surprise surprise) not confirmed, as in waiting list (the same flight that was confirmed yesterday) and that the next possible flight out of frankfurt is 5pm that means 8 plus hours in transit instead of the planned 2 1/2 hours,

then they put our bags on a wrong flight (the 12:30 connection) i corrected them and they fixed it,

then they gave me a wrong boarding pass for the waiting list 12:30 flight and gave my father the 5pm confirmed boparding pass.

so it's not enough for them that we have to wait for 8 hours because of their mistake, they were gonna make us wait these 8 hours in 2 seperate countries ( nice work eh?)

And it's only 10 am saturday

enjoy the weekend everybody

i'll get back to blogging by next thursday-saturday still not sure, just couldn't let this pass without blogging about it.

oooh one thing more, the fucking manager of that bastard, anal airline put a remark/note on most of our names as i was informed by another passenger, he showed me a printout that was made by mistake for him that included a remark/note saying that we were
1- shouting
2- rude
3 and get this (acting in an abnormal way) / crazy passengers (not the exact words i forgot them now)

And basically the bitch did so to cover her white fat pimply hairy ass in case we decide to file a complaint, but we'll get her, i got the phone numbers and emails of the remaining business class section and we are going to complain together ( let's see her defend herself with the crazy passengers excuse with the entire section)

bitch is going down baby, that's what you get for tryin to fuck with K

2006-05-16T20:19:00.000+03:00

Some Questions to ponder upon

I am traveling to Italy for the next week I will hopefully be back on Thursday 25th of may so as a part of my traveling rituals I like to post a long post before I travel and this time I’m done before my traveling deadline (next Thursday)

So here goes…

§ Given the choice of anyone in the world, whom would you want as your dinner guest? As your close friend? As your lover?
As a dinner guest I’d probably go for some character that has a lot of stories to tell (I’d like to meet president Anwar El Sadat)
As a close friend I’d go for the obvious Jimmy Mubarak (sorry I’ll sell out)
As a lover I’d definitely go for "Emmy Rossum" from the phantom of the opera or an older choice would be Arabic singer/ hottest thing out of Lebanon “Maya Nasri”

§ Would you be willing to reduce your life expectancy by five years to become extremely attractive?
Hell yeah, I’d give an extra 5 years to be extra cool…. (Unless I had less than 5 years to live of course)

§ Would you rather spend a month on vacation with your parents or put in overtime at your current job for four weeks without extra compensation?
Interesting thought!!!!

§ When did you last cry by yourself? In front of another person?
I’m not sure when was the last time I cried by myself, I teared up in front of the police during the Dahab interrogations though after they told us we were the main suspects and that we’ll probably spend a long while in custody

§ If 100 people your age were chosen at random, how many do you think you’d find leading a more satisfying life than yours?
Another interesting thought!!! I like to think that no one is happy, anyway it depends if it’s from the entire world or just Egypt, generally I’d say about 30% maybe

§ If you had the choice of one intimate soul mate and no other close friends, or of no such soul mate and many friends and acquaintances, which would you choose?
Well… since now I fell out with my college group and the school group is never there and I have no soul mate at the moment, I say I say either would be welcome at the moment

Ø Do you think your friends would agree with one another about the kind of person you are?
I’m very moody, even I don’t agree on the kind of person I am

§ Would you prefer to be blind or deaf?
Deaf, although I’d miss music and people speaking to me Spanish

§ How many of your friendships have lasted more than ten years? Which of your current friends do you feel will still be important to you ten years from now?
Only one with Ali, again probably only Ali

§ If you could mould to your liking your memories of any past experience, would you do so?
Oh that would just be horrible

§ Would you be content with a marriage of the highest quality in all respects but one – it completely lacked sex?
Again, lacking sex very much at the moment and lacking marriage (but I heard that most couples don’t have that much sex after the first couple years of marriage, but again if you ever walked in on your parents you’d know that’s not true

§ If you were happily married, and then met someone you felt was certain to always bring you deeply passionate, intoxicating love, would you leave your spouse? What if you had kids?
Love is overrated

§ Relative of the population at large? How do you rate your physical attractiveness? Your intelligence? Your personality?
My physical attractiveness, hmmm… my ego says a 7½, my scales beg to differ
My intelligence would be around a 9 (iq test not me)
And my personality I’d give it an 8 ( if it wasn’t for the short temper and the sensitiveness)

§ If you could script the basic plot for the dream you will have tonight, what would the story be?
Eva Longoria and sir hump-a-lot

§ While out one day, you are surprised to see your father holding hands with someone who is clearly his lover, he begs you not to say anything to your mother. How would you respond? What if your mother later told you that she was going crazy thinking that your father was having an affair yet knew it was just her imagination?
OUCH!!!! Tough one, I’d probably shut up in the beginning, most of us do, as for the mother part, I’d lie to her that everything is alright, spare her feelings and talk with my dad about his plans, then act accordingly

§ If you had to spend the next 2 years inside a small but fully provisioned Antarctic shelter with one other person, whom would you like to have with you?
A totally hot, female and complete stranger who’s secretly into fat guys :-) the stranger part so we could use the time to get to know each other ( kinda pointless to have your best friend aboard )

§ You become involved romantically but after 6 months realize you need to end the relationship. If you were certain the person would commit suicide if you were to leave and were also certain you could not be happy with the person, what would you do?
I don’t think I’d be able to live with the guilt so I would stay

§ What was your most enjoyable dream? Your worst nightmare?
I don’t have a most enjoyable dream, I had weird ones though, as for the nightmare I remember it till today, it involved a priest and two male aids torturing a young nun ( I woke up sweating and didn’t sleep for 2 days) I’m not a Christian and generally don’t have religious dreams especially the demented type but for some reason I had this nightmare, I still shiver when I remember it ( it definitely has a deeper meaning but I’m ashamed to ask anyone about it)

§ If by sacrificing your life you could contribute so much to the world you would be honored by all nations, would you be willing to do so? If so, would you make the sacrifice knowing that someone you thoroughly disliked would received that honor while you went unrecognized?
I would in both cases, but with much less zeal in the second one

§ Would you like your spouse to be both smarter and more attractive than you are?
I think it would only be fair if she was one and I was the other, and I generally believe that women should be more attractive than men ( plus if she was both why would she hang around with me?)

§ You discover that your wonderful one-year-old child is, because of a mix-up at the hospital, not yours. Would you want to exchange the child to try and correct the mistake?
I probably would, but not if he was five-years-old

§ When did you last sing to yourself? To someone else?
In my car a couple of days ago, I only sang to someone once in college to a girl (A) and I sang can’t help falling in love with you or something else equally sappy, I ruled that day, with a standing ovation and all, she wasn’t impressed though, bitch

§ Which sex do you think has it easier in our culture? Have you ever wished you were of the opposite sex?
Does that really need an answer? I wouldn’t mind being female for a day or two for the obvious reasons (moving guys around with one finger and all) but I’d have to be a hot girl

§ What are your most compulsive habits? Do you regularly struggle to break these habits?
Smoking and biting my fingernails, nope I enjoy them actually

§ Would you enjoy spending a month of solitude in a beautiful natural setting? Food and shelter would be provided but you would not see another person.
I would take anybody on that offer, where else can you do that amount of soul searching and get a month off work

§ If you knew that in one year you would die suddenly? Would you change anything about the way you are now living?
I’d be more religious, I’d finish my book/story/novel, be nicer to my mom, And tell “the asshole” about the truth about his bitch fiancée

§ If you knew you would die of an incurable disease within 3 months, would you allow yourself to be frozen within the week if you knew it would give you a modest chance of being revived in 1,000 years and living a greatly extended life?
I can’t even figure out HTML do you think I’d survive for even one month in a 1000 years? No thank you I’ll take my 3 months now

§ You are invited to a party that will be attended by many fascinating people you’ve never met. Would you want to go if you had to go by yourself?
Reminds me of an interesting thought that I’m working on, it’s a bloggers party/get-together, a hypothetical one that has no boundaries and the fact that A pair of brown eyes is in Canada or that Cup Of Malice is in Dubai doesn’t matter, I had this thought a couple of days ago and basically I had a vision of how each one would carry themselves and the fist fights that would eventually happen.

§ If you were at a friend’s house for thanksgiving dinner and you found a dead cockroach in your salad, what would you do?
Hmmm… crunchy, I would take my plate to the kitchen and force feed it to the dirty friend

§ If someone you love deeply is brutally murdered and you know the identity of the murderer, who unfortunately is acquitted of the crime. Would you seek revenge?
Are we entitled to take revenge ourselves? I am against killing for revenge, I’d probably torture them if I ever had that chance, make them suffer (something from the movie “Se7en” or “Saw” comes to my mind)

I’d like the following to Share what they would do in these situations/ tag them, if they can bother themselves cuz I know it’s too long but the questions are worth answering, at least between yourself, they give insight into one’s self

Yasmina
Cup of Malice (YEEAAAHHHH, Damian and Demento forever)
Hanouma
Pazuzu
Raghood
Forsoothsayer
Alluring
Sand-e-sez
Nerro
Bar Bar A
Sam (contemplates)
Spanish mozza
The Shadow’s End
Mando

Again this is not a request/tag to do this on your blog, it’s up to you to decide if it’s blogworthy but at least do them in your mind, you’d be surprised at some of the answers that you didn’t know were there ( although I’d love to see your answers to these questions)

2006-05-14T16:52:00.000+03:00

Gold Dust Woman

a song by "stevie nicks", although i prefer the performance by "sister hazel" more but the lyrics are what i enjoyed most

Rock on gold dust woman

Take your silver spoon

Dig your grave

Well it's a heartless challenge

Pick your path and I'll pray

Wake up in the morning

See your sunrise loves to go down

Lousy lovers

Pick their prey but they never cry out loud, cry out loud

Well did she make you cry

Make you break down

Shatter your illusions of love

Is it over now

Do you know how

To pick up the pieces and go home

So rock on

Ancient queen

Follow those who pale in your shadow

They say that rulers they make bad lovers

You better put your kingdom up for sale, up for sale

Well did she make you cry

Make you break down

Shatter your illusions of love

Is it over now

Do you know how

To pick up the pieces and go home

And go home...

Ooh, pale shadow of a woman

Ooh, black widow, oh yeah

Ooh, pale, she's a shadow, she's a dragon (Taken by, taken by the sky)

Gold dust woman (Taken by, taken by the sky)

Tell me

Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me

Did she make you cry

Make you break down

Shatter your illusions of love

Is it over now

Do you know how

To pick up the pieces and go home

Tell me did she make you cry

Make you break down

Shatter your illusions of love

Tell me is it over now

Do you know how

To pick up the pieces and go home

Go home...

And go home...

Deep lyrics and a lot of meaning and I am searching for the exact meaning of the lyrics at the moment (what stevie nicks meant), if anyone is interested tell me and I’ll email them with the meaning when I’m done with the research

2006-05-14T16:34:00.000+03:00

old email that i stumbled upon/ funny joke

Ever noticed how deleting one word after the other in a sentence can lead to a nice story?

Here's an example:

Oh John please don't touch me at all...!

Oh John please don't touch me at...!

Oh John please don't touch...!

Oh John please don't...!

Oh John please...!

Oh John..!

Ohhh....................

2006-05-06T10:32:00.000+03:00

A wise man once said

Well he’s not really a wise man in fact it’s my friend (M) not the (M) who was wounded in Dahab but the (M) from college (his initials are M.F) funny huh? He’s my favorite M.F

This is what he said

Fidelity is not a feeling it’s a decision

I like the way he thinks, I guess 90% of guys would agree

Hope I don’t get my ass kicked over this

2006-05-02T20:15:00.000+03:00

Nothing and everything to write about

I am dodging work at the moment, well… actually dodging meeting customers and clients. I’m leaving it to the sales people as I just don’t feel like selling anything today, not antisocial or anything but just not in a mood to engage in that sort of action.

I went upstairs to work on some other work related things that have nothing to do with meeting clients, I am enjoying the peace and quiet of the office, hope I can get over it soon. I guess part of me is still affected by the whole Dahab incident.

I feel the need to be alone at the moment almost as much as I feel the need to be with and among people (it’s a weird conflict of emotions)

I think this is the first time for me to write/blog without having something urgent on my mind like an occasion or breaking news/something that really pissed me off.

With no nagging thoughts (at least no major ones ) I am today writing about nothing save how I feel, probably the main reason why blogging started (as some sort of self therapy).

P.s. Hope my two previous posts weren’t too depressing.

2006-04-30T22:55:00.000+03:00

More on my trip to Dahab

Well. It all started in a great way, we hit the road on Friday morning on our way to neweiba3, five and half hours and a peaceful drive later we were there, inhaling the beautiful scenery like we never did, I went with 2 of my school buddies thought this way I’d be able to truly relax and take my mind off “the asshole” and all the shit that’s been happening recently (nothing like a guys trip with school friends to take your mind off the recent negativity)

I won’t bore you with the details of the four days as I was forced to during the subsequent 48 hours that followed the explosions.

We were having a late lunch on Monday the 24th of April after a long day of snorkeling in a place called the blue hole ( a beautiful place to snorkel and dive might I add), that late lunch was in the same place of the 1st explosion, we ate and smoked shisha and were commenting on how this trip was more than relaxing and how we couldn’t believe that we had to go home the next day (Tuesday) little did we know what fate had in store for us.

A little bit after 7pm and with the sun going down we thought we’d better head back to neweiba3 (where we were staying) and maybe see (M)’s friends who were at a camp nearby.

On our way to the car and after a 2 minute walk we heard a big BANG, first thought that came to our minds was that this was a big firecracker and we were quite annoyed, then as we looked back to the source of the bang we heard a BIGGER BANG (probably cuz it was much closer to us) then we heard the screams and started running (the reason we ran cuz the explosions were like a sequence or something and they were heading our way, plus at the time you don’t think straight, had we been doing so we would have headed straight for the sea) so as we ran towards the street the third explosion was right in front of us.

I was about 5 steps or so (running steps) behind my two friends, being overweight finally came to my rescue, that plus a pack a day keeps the bombs away ( thank you for smoking/ nobody likes a quitter) as well, when the third explosion happened, I thought I saw (M) fall on the ground from the explosion (both he and (MO) were at the border of the smoke that resulted from the explosion.

I ran towards the sea at that point, looking around and struggling to find both of my friends, they weren’t anywhere in sight, and I thought (oh my God they killed them both, the fuckers killed them both) while another part of me was refusing to believe so and still hoping they were okay.

For those who are not familiar with Dahab, the sea is about 3 meters below the pavement, a slope of gravel towards the sea, I went up a little bit towards the pavement expecting to see the worst, (M) and (MO) lying dead on the ground or torn into pieces.

As I went up a little bit I became more visible and while shouting both their names and still not believing that this is happening again for a third time in Sinai (MO) saw me and called for me, I went back towards the small strip of beach to find (M)’s shirt filled with blood and washing his face in the sea and (MO) standing next to him holding him steady, I asked him if he was okay and he told me he was bleeding from his face (at first I thought his nose was bleeding from the smoke but then I saw the cut on his nose and cheek)

The beach was filled with foreigners hugging each other and their little kids crying their eyes out and terrified of what’s happening, scarred for life from what happened for sure.

(M) laid on the beach and rested his head on the gravel, I stayed with him while (MO) went to find a clinic or hospital or doctor to see what we can do with (M)’s facial injury all three of us fearing (M) maybe scarred for life. He returned 10 minutes or so later telling us to follow him, we crept alongside the beach (the safest place at the moment) and took a shortcut through one of the numerous camps scattered alongside the beach to find ourselves at the main street and away from all the carnage.

I took my car and passed by both guys and we even took a guy and a girl with us who were going to the hospital, as soon as we arrived at the Dahab hospital we were greeted with hoards of people again crying their hearts out and the hospital entrance was scattered with dead bodies and half humans and people with missing limbs and then you realize how lucky you were that only one of you was cut in his face and the other two escaped unscathed.

Realizing that nobody in the tiny Dahab hospital was going to have time for someone with a potential scar on his face with the dead bodies and the hundreds injured we decided we should seek treatment elsewhere, Sharm’s hospital was receiving injuries as well so we ruled it out and we decided to go back to neweiba3 to get first aid until we get back to Cairo as soon as possible in order to have a professional (preferably a plastic surgeon) take a look at it

It took us about 2 hours to get out of Dahab’s check point as they were only passing dead people and big injuries on their way to sharm, we parked and walked about 1 km (barefoot, both me and (MO) lost our slippers when we first started running only (M) had his on, says more about quiksilver flipflops than it does about Gap flip flops and nike slippers), anyway we walked about 1 KM towards the check point and explained to the officer ( a young officer but highly efficient one) that our friend needed stitches and he let us pass after taking all our details and my car’s details.

THEN IT GET”S INTERESTING

We were the probably the first or among the first cars to get out of Dahab on their way to Neweiba3 (most of the other cars went to Sharm, the ones with the serious injuries) that shouldn’t have been a problem on it’s own but the fact that we had an injured person in the car and the fact that both the Taba and the Sharm bombings had an injured party this resulted in an automatic red flag for the government, it’s now a standard procedure to report any injured person in a bombing in Egypt, (you’d think that if I am the one detonating the bomb I’d have the presence of mind to get away from the bomb)

So we passed one checkpoint (the saint katerine one) and we went to the newiba3 hospital for some first aid for (M) then passed another checkpoint (the newiba3 checkpoint) we stayed for about 20 minutes at that checkpoint where they took our id’s and did some background checks on us then we went to our camp, packed our stuff from the hut, and went to the main hut/reception to hand in our keys and checkout.

Then we hit the road…

We started the road at about 12:30 am Tuesday, and passed the Taba checkpoint with no problems, then about 50 km later at the Nakb checkpoint all hell broke loose.

We were stopped at the nakb check point and they searched my car thoroughly and took the injured (M) upstairs to meet a high ranking officer to talk about the incident since we were the first witnesses to make it through this checkpoint (or so they said)

We were asked about half a dozen times about the incident, and what we saw to which we replied and clearly mentioned that (M) needed surgery for his face so as not to scar, they kept us there and treated us very well for about 1-2 hours then when we wondered what was the delay for they told us that there was a police warrant for (M) regarding the incident that needed to be cleared up we didn’t believe it first until they showed us the actual report/warrant and even though the report was in his name it did state a different car than mine so we were sure that it was a small mix up or similar names that would take another hour max, but when that hour did pass and nothing new happened I phoned my father and told him I will be late and explained the mix up, then at about 6am another officer came in and took our mobile phones and we were isolated from the real world. (we started to panic about then)

When my dad phoned me and found no reply he was worried sick and decided to travel to Sinai (about 600km drive) he left cairo about 11 pm (both (M)’s and (MO)’s parents didn’t know we were in Dahab because my friends didn’t want to worry them

Then we were left at the small room in that checkpoint for about 5 ½ hours until about 11:30 am Tuesday morning, where another officer came in and told us we were going back to neweiba3.

And we stayed in newiba3 untill about 2pm till the orders came to take us back to dahab for further questioning, which lasted about from 4pm till 1:30am the next day (Wednesday morning)

Overall the entire experience lasted 48 hours with a 22-23 hour interrogation in the middle (But truth be told we were never abused physically by the police during any minute in the 23 hours even though at some point in the interrogation we were suspects) seems like not all the horror stories we hear about the police are true, sometimes they can be humane.

It’s the mental abuse that gets to you (not knowing what you’re in for, lack of sleep, lack of food, and the anxiety and worry about your injured friend) we were cracked a long time before the interrogations were through.

I am simplifying the story, skipping a lot of details for reasons of anonymity and because I don’t know how much I am authorized to say about what happened

I still don’t believe that we became prime suspects in the bombings because of what happened, (I guess that makes me “THE kareemfromegypt” ) because we cared about our friend’s face and didn’t want him to be scarred for life, talk about bad luck. At the same time I believe the police were doing what they had to do, however late they were in doing it, I still can’t blame them for most of what they have done. I have a lot of views about what happened but at this time I choose to keep them to myself. Maybe I’ll talk about them later, maybe I can tell them face-to-face to some of you, I’ll definitely tell Cup Of Malice about it later when he comes on vacation or when I travel to Dubai whichever comes first.

In the end I’d like to add that maybe I haven’t given this post it’s due but the main reason is not laziness as much as it is FEAR, yes after what happened I am afraid to talk about it, I am became a coward and I have good reasons, just can’t talk about them in a blog.

Take care…

2006-04-28T15:01:00.000+03:00

I was in Dahab

I’m okay now, but it took me and my friends 48 hours to get home after the explosion due to some misunderstandings, more on that to come later. I just don’t feel like writing now.

One of my friends has a scar on his nose and cheek from the third explosion and I have a very small scar on my right arm, the third is okay. We’re okay now but he needed plastic surgery.

None of us died el hamdolellah or even worse lost a limb or an eye, I just didn’t have time to check this blog or reply to any of your comments. I will later, but yesterday (Thursday) we were mainly concerned with our friend who needed the operation, and now I thought I’d let everybody (mainly Yasjess and raghood) that I’m back and okay.

I have an interesting story of what happened there, I was between the second and the third explosion, but that’s a later post, plus I promise to reply to everybody who commented on the last post of having kids, thanks everybody and take care.

2006-04-20T23:25:00.000+02:00

Trip and having kids

I am traveling for the next 5 days or so Egyptian Easter plus the liberation of Sinai gave us a long weekend and a much needed break.

I leave you with this thought to ponder.

What would you do if you discovered after 2-3 maybe even 5 years of being happily married to your soul mate that you couldn’t have kids?

I had this conversation with a couple of my friends a while back

And then we proposed the other option (what would one do if the soul mate was the one who can’t have kids?)

Tough call…

(M) said that he would remarry if she couldn’t have kids, cuz he wants kids and that having kids is what drives you forward after sex and glory fizzle out. (I’m not sure if he was the one to initiate the conversation or if I started the debate, but he was outspoken about it and quite honest). He also said that if it was him who couldn’t have any kids that he would divorce said soul mate to avoid putting her in a situation where she had to chose ( to save her the embarrassment of having to ask for divorce, to make the ball in her court, so if she was to shy or afraid to hurt his feelings by asking for divorce she wouldn’t have to) I found that both opinions were not a bad idea though debatable
p.s his girlfriend was not present at the time (although I doubt it would have made a difference)

“the asshole” agreed that if it was him he would save her from being the bad person by divorcing her ( not offering cuz she would just say no out of emotions, but by actually divorcing her and seeing how things work out after six months or so) upon asking him if he would divorce her if it was her who couldn’t have kids he said no that he viewed marriage as a death do us part more or less and one should take his soul mate as a package. He was single at the time but had feelings for the first girl/colleague and had just broken up with (N)/ his current fiancée ( my guess that the whole soul mate/ package thing was a result of his hopeless romantic phase) ie: I don’t think this would be his normal reaction I just think that this was how he felt at the time

As for (H) who was engaged and still remains engaged to (MO), she said that she wouldn’t divorce her husband or ask for divorce in the Egyptian sense ya3ni citing the same whole package thing and also stated that it’s hard t predict the reaction of oneself in such situations, when asked what she would do if it was her who couldn’t have kids she said that it wasn’t her decision but that she wouldn’t accept being “a dorra” as in him remarrying and keeping her as a first wife and that she would ask for divorce if he wanted to remarry. ( her fiance was not present too)

More or less the remainder of the girls approved the not accepting to be a first wife and having him remarry, which I agree with at the moment

As for me, who was highly single at the time by choice and still remains single now (for lack of choices) I had the following to say

Having kids is basically one of the fewest driving forces in life that are not associated with a selfish reward, I mean one wants to be proud of his kids but more than that he wants them to be happy, after your sex drive slows down and after the gleam or glow of having a strong career where you fulfill yourself in fades out, what most of our parents have is doing the best for us.
I’d like to experience that kind of unconditional love towards my kids, that kind of love that’s almost impossible to happen with a partner.

Having said that, I’d much rather be happy with my partner than be miserable with another partner and just staying together for the kids’ sake. So divorcing her or remarrying just because she can’t have kids is out of the question.

however if that fact affects us as it most probably will, and she starts getting insecure about that fact and start smothering me and accuse me of wanting to remarry and starts getting self conscious around other women and their kids then the relationship is doomed. ( so it’s not the fact itself but the consequences that will cause the break up)

on the other hand if I was the one who can’t have kids, then the situation differs, I think I would do the same thing (M) proposed which is divorce her, knowing me I think I would be insecure about such a fact, and that I can’t give her the one thing that most women want more than anything in life. Of course I’m talking about a hypothetical partner (I still don’t know what the actual situation will be) maybe she won’t be that big on kids :)

I’m not a jealous guy, I’m the opposite of that usually in a relationship, in a healthy relationship that is, when the partner considers your feelings. Childish attempts to make me jealous in the past haven’t worked either as I usually saw through them, the only time I get jealous is when I feel belittled by my partner in something she says, and in that case I will have something to be insecure about and i probably will be too alert and too sensitive

In the end I guess what I’m saying is it’s difficult to predict your outcome as it differs from one case to the other

One of my dad’s best friends and his wife don’t have any kids, and it’s a special case as well ( the doctors told them that due to both of them having low fertility, it’s not possible for them to have kids together, that means that if either of them had been with another partner he could have kids, it was a simultaneous decision from both of them to stay together, they tried artificial insemination a couple of times and when that didn’t work they just gave up, just wasn’t meant to be. (That was in the late 80’s so medical discoveries were not as advanced as they are today) probably if they had tried with what we have now it could have worked but they’re both over 50 now.

I always admired their decision, made me feel that there was still some romance in this world, and the fact that it was both of them made it even more romantic, there weren’t as many problems as there would be if it was only one of them who had the problem but still they faced some hardships because of their decision, the fact that none of them would be kid less if they had divorced and remarried and the fact that they chose to take the hard path together made me respect what they had.

In the end I would like whoever wants to comment on that topic to share his views, what would you do if it was you and what would you do if it was your partner/soul mate

P.S It’s a long post but I thought I must write something before I travel for the next 5 days, I’m not your regular 5 posts a day blogger but I try whenever the chance arises

2006-04-07T13:38:00.000+02:00

More about me

here are some stuff about me!!!

i agree with the wierd, personality, and both kissing ones although the whole expert kisser makes me sound like a don juan (guess i'm a very fast learner)

shame on you blogthings!!! i never thought i was more female than male ( is that a bad thing?) although they did say "underrated blogger"... i like that

You Are 68% Open Minded

You are a very open minded person, but you're also well grounded.Tolerant and flexible, you appreciate most lifestyles and viewpoints.But you also know where you stand firm, and you can draw that line.You're open to considering every possibility - but in the end, you stand true to yourself.

How Open Minded Are You?

You Are 50% Weird

Normal enough to know that you're weird...But too damn weird to do anything about it!

How Weird Are You?

Your Personality Profile

You are sexy, powerful, and bold.You're full of passion and energy...Sometimes this passion has a dark side.
You feel most alive when you're seducing someone.You never fail to get someone's attention.Quick minded, you're also quick to lose your temper!

The World's Shortest Personality Test

Your Kissing Purity Score: 46% Pure

You're not one to kiss and tell...
But word is, you kiss pretty well.

Kissing Purity Test

You're an Expert Kisser

You're a kissing pro, but it's all about quality and not quantityYou've perfected your kissing technique and can knock anyone's socks offAnd you're adaptable, giving each partner what they craveWhen it comes down to it, your kisses are truly unforgettable

What Kind of Kisser Are You?

Your Ideal Relationship is Casual Dating

Maybe you're looking for love...But mostly you're looking for fun.You could get serious with the right person.For now, though, you're enjoying playing the field.

What's" Your Ideal Relationship?

You Should Learn Portuguese

Muito legal! For you, learning a language is all about the lifestyle that comes with it.And Brazilian beaches, hotties, parties, and soccer matches are just your style.

What Language Should You Learn?

Your Brain's Pattern

Your mind is a creative hotbed of artistic talent.You're always making pictures in your mind, especially when you're bored.You are easily inspired to think colorful, interesting thoughts.And although it may be hard to express these thoughts, it won't always be.

What Pattern Is Your Brain?

Your Brain is 60.00% Female, 40.00% Male

Your brain is a healthy mix of male and female
You are both sensitive and savvy
Rational and reasonable, you tend to keep level headed
But you also tend to wear your heart on your sleeve

What Gender Is Your Brain?

Your Hidden Talent

You have the power to persuade and influence others.You're the type of person who can turn a whole room around.The potential for great leadership is there, as long as you don't abuse it.Always remember, you have a lot more power over people than you might think!

What's" Your Hidden Talent?

Your Blogging Type Is Thoughtful and Considerate

You're a well liked, though underrated, blogger.You have a heart of gold, and are likely to blog for a cause.You're a peaceful blogger - no drama for you!A good listener and friend, you tend to leave thoughtful comments for others.

What's" Your Blogging Personality?

You Are The Opposite of Machiavellian

You don't have a cynical, power hungry bone in your body.Honest and kind, you believe being a good person is the most important thing.While your upstanding morals should be admired, be careful!You're at risk for being manipulated and toyed with.

How Machiavellian Are You?

Your Seduction Style: The Charmer

You're a master at intimate conversation and verbal enticement.
You seduce with words, by getting people to open up to you.
By establishing this deep connection quickly, people feel under your power.
And then you've got them exactly where you want them!

What Is Your Seduction Style?

hey, i'm a charmer!!! anyone feels like grabbing two cups of coffee tonight? i do like coffee very much and long talks ( i guess the talking part comes from me being 60% FEMALE!!!!)

update/p.s i appologize for the fact that most of the links don't work, something went wrong during the posting and i don't have the slightest clue how this stuff works :s

2006-04-04T21:24:00.000+02:00

Another one bites the dust…

Are you ready, are you ready for this? Are you hangin’ on the edge of your seat?

(I wish I was making this up)
Here goes, another friend of mine (S) is getting married, Other than “my best friend the asshole”. He’s both my and the asshole’s best friend. What the hell can I say? Is it a virus? Some sort of epidemic? The Egyptian version of “march madness” ?

I guess the wedding crashers’ philosophy applied to him which is just plain wrong, the whole idea of getting vulnerable at weddings or engagements is supposed to happen to girls and girls only ( sorry ladies but it happens )

However I never heard of a guy pushing forward his proposal date by 3 entire months just because he attended his best friend’s engagement a week before. (Stupid people)

Anyway, I just thought I’d say SOMETHING about it, dunno what else to say

2006-04-01T20:04:00.000+02:00

The lack of passion that R L told me about...

I was chatting with a friend from Spain, and while discussing and analyzing stuff she accidentally told me the reason behind my writer’s block

People who don't know me well and even some of my friends might wonder what block?

you see I have been in the process of writing a novel, it's my first time to attempt to write seriously and first time for me to write something longer than two pages and to commit to it for a period of more than two days (I bore easily) it was all good and I had a couple of chapters in the bag and things were going as I wanted them to, I really felt I had something good going on. (I still feel so)

Then I just dried up.

For no apparent reason I just couldn't think of anything new to write, not for lack of things to write about, I had many ideas, just couldn't get them down in writing for some reason and that reason was lost to me.

in the beginning I thought maybe I have to much to worry about at the moment as in not enough free time to get creative, and part of that is true I have very little spare time on my hands, then thought if you want to commit to this you have to schedule it, you know incorporate it in your timetable, make time for it

Well… that didn't work too, I scheduled three nights a week, just for that purpose and still I ended up during those three times a week doing nothing but commenting on blogs, I even started this blog to take my mind off the frustrations about the story.

In order to further understand the problem you must know that my story is about relationships, guys and girls in general having trouble finding what they want, and in some cases not knowing what they want. (I find the topic very interesting and at the same time I don't feel that there has been something similar to the way I address it) It has little hints of the movie closer, in the sense that it has a big emphasis on dialogue, I found that movie to be very well written, I enjoyed the dialogue very much, it's one of my all time favorites.

Now I read somewhere a well known writer say (probably Steven king in danse macabre but I can't bother to check it out) that the majority of first novels are to a very big extent autobiographical, this is what I strived not to happen in my case. I don't want to write about my personal experiences, not to publish it anyway, plus the fact remains that my experiences do not cover the entire range of things that happen in a relationship and I wanted the novel to have a little bit of the truth to “anybody” who read them ( tough challenge I know but I like it)

so moving on to the problem I was having with being blocked, and realizing that even though lack of time was a contributing factor it wasn't the main reason behind itso I thought maybe if I ignore it long enough it will go away, maybe if I just let it go the urge to write will seize me again as it did before

And as I was doing exactly so and chatting with a friend from Spain, she accidentally diagnosed my problem (she has a medical degree in some psycho-related field) and although she was commenting on Kareem in general I found that what she says is exactly the problem with my writer’s block.

She described me as a very passionate person, someone who’s passionate about everything from food passing by love and music and back to food again.

And it hit me… that I haven’t been passionate about anything for the past couple of months (how could I be???). Apparently while all the problems -specifically the ones with my friends- fueled me in the beginning to write more and in a better way they took out a lot of energy from me, and to that I don’t know what to say!!! (Although a few four lettered words come to my mind)

I need to find new people, interesting ones, to help with the feeling of betrayal that I have towards my friends, I have a whole lot of negative energy towards them due to a multitude of reasons. I need to get back in touch with my school and college friends from the past.

In the end this post doesn’t mean that I am back to writing my novel, not yet, however it does mean that hopefully I am on the way (right track) to solving it.

List of thing's to do: learn Spanish so I can get to know her better (her English is very poor)