Sunday, December 31, 2006
2007 wishes and resolutions
Saturday, December 30, 2006
My 2006 "The year of change"
i made the pictures make the introduction for wht took place in my life for the past year shall i call it My 2006 the year of change
1-Road to creativity workshop
Friday, December 29, 2006
Next blog.....
Anyhow i decided to view other blogs kept pressing the next blog button and still can't find something so interesting except so few it's really weird how people's taste can vary and how every one works so hard on his blog to make it in the finest look, i saw all languages in the world while pressing this button :D
and i saw really interesting blogs with no comments at all and i didnt feel in the mood of even posting comments i'm not in the mood of doing anything right now so i'll just keep pressing
Thursday, December 28, 2006
In fact we are much weaker
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
When you want to talk
Nothig is really worth it "* poem"
Nothing is really worth it
Nothing is really worth it
Whether to smile or whether to cry
Nothing is really worth your tears
Running fast through your cheeks
Nothing is really worth your laugh
In the end we can all laugh
Nothing is really worth your time
Running and running seeking a place to hide
Nothing is really worth your love
All the feelings are gonna come and pass
Nothing is really worth staying here
Writing these words for empty people
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Nile Fm/Forum 2006
Technical writing exam/Goodbye Marwan
Monday, December 25, 2006
Stars "old poem"
hello" ya 3am el blog keifaak " i have very few time to say what i want to say so let's say it quick shall we today since i'm busy and have an exam i'll post an old and a very dear poem to me i was suppoed today to start writing about 2006 memories and how did it treat me but i still have no time as i have an exam tomorrow and i'm preparing a huge documentry on last year specially that i call it the year of change for me :D
well this poem stars as i said is one of my dearest poems it was like my 4th or 5th poem i wrote in my poetic history why did i write it?
ok here's the story i used to be in first secondary stage during this year i used to see everything from another point of view i used to meditate and watch the sky from my window at dawn :D i used to be free and i could visualize nature, anyway i was so interested in writing a poem to describe the stars and how i see them cause i used to like watching them so much, as in my mind they have many symbols, i used even to have MY STAR in the sky it used to light so haaard i used even sometimes to wake up in dawn specially to see it whatever......
.after i wrote this poem i submitted it to the culture workshop and was read on air by Dr.Sa7ar and actually i recieved really nice comments from both her and her guest i felt so proud of myself then ..one of her comments is that this poem can be reduced to much fewer lines she said i can replace all this poem with this part of it
Among all the stars I have my star
Which shines everyday inside my heart
And lights inside my soul the beauty of life
which is kind of true these three lines if u ask me what they mean i can get you dozens of meaning for these 3 lines specially ..................
amazingly i stopped writing these kind of poems dont know why i dont even have the time to look at the sky and see MY STAR the last time i saw it , was last year something like that i was so happy ANYWAYyyyyyyy............ i made long introduction cause as i said this poem is so special to me..... read it and hope u like it and i know i made it quick :D
Stars
Look at the stars at night
And feel the beauty of their light
And see how small are we
In a world where the stars lead
And look how they look so small
While they are bigger than us all
Every star looks so unique
Don't you feel the freedom everybody seeks
Among all the stars I have my star
Which shines everyday inside my heart
And lights inside my soul the beauty of life
Look at the sky before you sleep
To get a wise from the stars before you dream
Sunday, December 24, 2006
I saw santa
Saturday, December 23, 2006
The myth of right and wrong
then comes school to kill all the creativity in the children they kill in us the soul just to ask WHY?.. it's just rules .... you have to memorize this and that and u'll succeed the right is to study hard the wrong is to do anything else..........
i read once in philosphy book in first secondary a word i always remember "to differentiate between right and wrong "ask yourself what will happen if all the world does that thing if u find it bad know it's wrong if u find it not bad then it's right" but it's hard to apply this saying you cant check if it's right or wrong
all the discussions leads me to the point what makes a person ideal through out my humble experience in life there's nothing called ideal person but we always tend to be ideal or think of ourselves as ideal but here's the catch how can you say a person is ideal while you dont even know what's right and what's wrong .............. the myth remained unsolved what makes things right and wrong is it our culture, habbits or way of thinking.
or maybe for me as a person i judge things by my conscience dont know i feel there's an inner voice in every one of us that tells us what's right and wrong .............. but we never stood up and wondered if this voice is right or wrong ................
The myth remained unsolved for me till then i'll follow my conscience .............
Why do we write (* poem)
Why do we write?
Maybe we want to hide
Or to throw our pain far behind
Why do we write is the question
Is it because we’re sick of being here
Or because we want to run from our tears
Or maybe we write so we can find a hope
And a place we can call home
Why do we write is it because we feel strange?
Or we can’t say what we feel in the face
Why do we write? I still don’t know.
And maybe we’ll keep on writing till one day we know
My math exam
Friday, December 22, 2006
If only i have
anyway today is my brother's birthday and i got him car air freshner hehehe.... and yesterday was my father's birthday so in calloberation between me and my brother we got him a flash memory 1GB and about me now i'm broke :D .......
My two pc's are in mess the first PC open the windows then restart itself and the second pc is my brother's and he's actually sleeping now so i took the time to write few words here
that's it for me remember please pray for me cause tomorrow's exam is important and i have to say I NEED JUST ONE MORE DAY
"always value your time before you get messed up like my state now"
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
writing early today
who am i talking to .................................
i must appreciate your great care to read my blog :D
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Today thoughts "Am i a writer"
Monday, December 18, 2006
It's All about today
ok i woke up on bad news really that my mother's aunt has passed away, i felt really sad cause at a moment i thought that life can be so short and it can change between a day and a night, after that i decided to study math and actually i felt like i'm in a real mess cause i lost control and didnt know where to begin and where to end, so i slept for a while then went to math revision in the center it was sooo crowded i didnt expect that after fighting and fighting i entered by a miracle "el 7mdolilah",
the only thing i got from this lesson is that i knew from where and when to start :D so after the lesson before going home i had to go to "el 3azza" stayed there for a while then came home studied till now exactly and i have to wake up early tomorrow to continue...........
highlights and thoughts of the day;
- i discovered that the guy taking part in star academy 4 was in my same graduate year and same school so weird i never expected someone from english school to reach star academy i dont know the guy in person but i wish him the best.
-Being in el 3azza rose to my mind many many thoughts i cant talk about them here cause they're kind of so dark may God rest her soul in peace
-Remember about 3 days post P.S about being one step closer well today i took the step and it was just fine i feel happy about that and as i said no body knows what the future bring
Sunday, December 17, 2006
Why do we write?
The thief
so he told me you look so tired you must be spending alot of time on the PC, i told him not that much he told me ok i'll tell you something, believe me i just got a new PC and you know what i call a PC. i told him what?, he told me "the thief cause he steals your time and energy since i got this PC and i keep playing chess on it and i cant stop it's really a thief i can stay till dawn playing on it :D" i smiled and said "ragel magnoon" but then now i realize he's right computer is a thief but the point i always sit on my PC when i feel down or not in the mood for studying so instead of calling TV or any useless thing a thief i prefer to call the PC a thief :D
I moved the car today it was parking in a wrong place so i had to move it i felt i wont do it bas el 7mdolilah i moved "ga3far" --->
Saturday, December 16, 2006
a hard feelings day
Friday, December 15, 2006
The poor little girl:( old poem )
ok here's another old poem of mine and as promised i'll tell you the story behind it, ok this one was written exactly a year ago.
it's about a net friend i used to have i used to talk to her alot she was always in miserable situations; much worse than anyone can imagine, the only thing we had in common is that we love to write, i always thought of how the life of someone can be so bad when i talk to her.
so i wrote her this poem, about the poor little girl now she doesnt even talk to me and if i were in her position i'd agree i always talked to her as if i'm the wise man i used to tell her CHANGE CHANGE it's easy why dont u do and do and do ............ so i guess i was torturing her not chatting with her one of the things i learnt lately
Don't ask people to change just guide them through
The poor little girl:
Poor little girl you lost your way to smile
With tears hidden under your eyes
You try to swim but you always drown
Drown in the oceans of life
Poor little girl it’s time to change
Before you become something that can’t be named
Time for you to be a star Not in the skies of others but in your own sky
Time for you to set a goal And consider it your boat
Time for you to set a plan Before you lose everything that you have
Live your life with a smile for tomorrow
Cause nothing would change with pain and sorrow
Try to be a smile for your friends
And believe me your stories will never end
Poor little girl it’s time to change
And in God always have faith
And make him the reason for you to be there
Poor little girl deep inside you are great
Carry on your life and always accept your fate
Love yourself with everything that u have
And believe me nothing will go bad
Get your will from the people around you
And don’t let them down
because they believe in you
Poor little girl surviving oceans of life isn’t that easy
So work hard and never tend to be lazy
I'm up for the challenge
Round 2 is starting really soon, i'm not well prepared for the fight but i'll do my best to be fit by the end of this week. i want to win with a K.O (MEEM) :D wish me luck "rabena m3ana isA"