Anti-life

beware and read the following at your own stake !!!!

that been said, here goes......
the pic says it all.......our lovely faculty.......pharmacy .....university of alexandria.......I could almost swear that the school is conspiring to destroy not just kill ....no DESTROY each and every one of us ..poor innocent little angels.....what did we do to deserve this ???? was it our fault that we got good grades in the secondary educations and we listed pharmacy as our choice after repeated heat /sun strokes that fateful , God-forsaken day ???!!!!!!!
let's list the reasons why i hate pharmacy ...or hate myself for throwing me into eternal hell

1) ceutical and organic chemisty ( no further explanations needed of course)
2) the way that the assissant teachers treat us as if we were roaches that they have salvaged from the sewers
3) the compeletly useless and unimaginably large courses that we have to endure let alone PASS .... (ah ya 3eeny ya ma..)
4)the smells we have to breathe thru our lungs while we wait for the oral exam .....
5)the feeling that you are nothing but a machine that has to be filled up to the top with useless garbage ..note to the fillers: the machines are about to explode in your faces ..and soon

for refrences: mariam nabil blogspot

cheers

my island

my retreat , my sanctuary, my little hidden place , it's off the radar where no troubles can touch me or even think about it .
a new place that i can discover new things about , an intriguing mystery that lurres meinto the forest , what am i going to do next ? what dangers are there ? it's a fabulous feeling, the uncertainty of the unknown and the fear of finding out but still u can't help but go ahead and facing it .....
where is this place anyway? is it imaginary? a hidden reality ? or is it just there for me ? in my own little mind? ...i don't even think i want to know the answers, sometimes too many Q and A s wear me down and just bother the hell out of me .... i prefer it this way.... taking things one step at a time, discovering each secret without hurry or haste...yup that's what i want
afterall, it's my island , it'll never leave or disappear .....
( to J.Locke....)

For what once was there

This old house is falling down around my ears
I'm drowning in a river of my tears
When all my will is gone , you hold me stay
And i need you at the dimming of the day

You pull me like the moon pulls on the tide
You know just where i keep my better side

What days have come to keep us far apart
A broken promise or a broken heart?
Now have all the birds flown away
I still need you at the dimming of the day

Come the night you're only what i want
Come the night you could be my confidant
I see you on the streets with teary eyes
So why don't you come and ease your mind with me

I'm living for he days we steal away and i need at the dimming of day
I will always need you at the dimming of the day

loosen your hold

why is it just so hard for us or at least some of us to let go of something ? weather it's your past or an idea that u just can't get over or whatever.....
accepting changes and letting go of something that it's so familiar to u can be a very painful experience . and it's always the first step that is the hardest and if u had enough courage to just do it , i think that's be one great achievment . why do we always want to hold on to something that deep down we know that it doesn't belong to us anymore , why? is it that we like to feel comforted by this feeling of false hope , the feeling that " if maybe i'd hold on for a bit , things will change and everything will be peachy again " remember the keyword here is : false . the faster u accept reality the better things will turn out for you , believe me ! just know that weather u want to know it or accept or not , things will probably change and this "reality " that u won't just accept is what is really going on around you while u're whirling around your axis blindfolded and wearing earplugs.
life is what happening while you're making plans

a tribute...

hey.....
ok, ok....i can tell what you're all thinking, she's gone bananas and she back to being a starstruck teenager . but i'm telling u rightnow ....IT'S NOT TRUE! i can explain , though any explanation willl come off on a totally biased base but it's ok. first of all, i'm not going nuts or anything and i'm not starstruck...persay :)

i was able to spot something that is sticking out from a completely dull and monotonous background.....
i spotted .....him !!

of course u all heard of the strange and honestly not so comprehensible stuff that's been going on on the Hollywood scene; people going in and out of rehab as if it was a weekly spa, people killing each other not to mention themselves and of course the scandals and the inflated egos ....
then he comes along ....gorgeous and all but that's besides the point and incredibly talented , educated at Princeton, really down to earth, really grounded, and with a very sensible head above his shoulders ;) ( and that's the very least to be about his head... )

how can u tell me that i can't be just totally infatuated ,fascinated and unbelievably attracted to him ??? it's Wentworth earl miller III, ladies and..well....ladies..
just make sure to catch him play the hero every Tuesday and Sunday on prison break, I'm addicted to that show and when u watch u'll understand why .....

p.s it's my friend Mai's fault that I'm addicted to that show, that i watch the same episode over 3 times a week ....I'm innocent of that charge

the defense rests :)

How many..

how many days have i lost ?
how many steps do i have to take to get to the place that i started from ?
I'm standing outside my house and it's locked with the curtains drawn and i lost the key ...and if i dare to go inside ,i wonder will i ever be able to find my way out .