Merry Christams and Happy New year, hope the next year is full of everything beautiful, happy, and special for everyone.
Enjoy this extraordinary time of the year as much as you can, and have the nicest vacation ever.
Till next year,
N “love & kisses” 🙂
– I will turn 29 in a few months.. I think am too juvenile -as in young not immature- for 29, it is not the 29 that really bugs me -not sure if it bugs or unease me- it is the 30…that number creeps the hell out of me. Not only for the fact that I can’t relate to the number of years. But we can add to it that am single.
– Now listening to 3asfour tal men el shebak. I like the song particularly for this part that goes like “3asfoor tal men el shebak w 2ali ya Nono”, back when I never knew what the heck was this song about aslan, I thought “Ah, this is my song, it is originally written for me”. Early egocentric tendencies as “eloquently ;)” put by a dear friend.
– Back to the first bullet: The strange thing about this whole status of acceptance/denial..(coz u know… I sometimes accept the fact that am growing up and some-other-times am in complete denial. I never fought any of them, I just go with whatever I feel at the moment).
It is pretty intriguing….Never felt more positive, assertive, and confident than I do now. Some people believe that am overconfident. “X who was at a point a futlie potential for a husband to be” once told me eno I should cool it down a bit ya3ni as he feels eno am a bit haughty given the person I am. He believed/thought/wanted to convey that am not pretty enough and not that special ya3ni…at the point I had 2 options:
a) get offended and call him a superficial, fat, brainless jerk, or
b) tell him that the “self-esteem crashing strategy” won’t work with me.
What happened was as follows: my answer was “call me an ugly duckling, but that won’t change the fact that am a beautiful heart and mind”. Needless to say that I called the whole thing off.
It felt AWESOME back then, I realized it later that night. Believe it or not, there is something seductive and gratifying about that kind of self-confidence that comes from your intellect, can not be compared to anything else.
As for the being single bit, I don’t know, I guess it would be nice to have someone cuddle and pamper me, or give that hug I want every now and then. Someone I can connect with without uttering a single word. Someone warm enough that I can slickly belong and relate to.
– On a sad note: Joseph Barbera the co-creator of Tom & Jerry died Monday of natural causes at his home in LA, @ the age of 95. May God bless his soul.
– But when the strong were too weak to hurt the weak, the weak had to be strong enough to leave. “The Unbearable Lightness of Being, Milan Kundera”
– “She knew of nothing more magnificent than going off into the unknown”. “The Unbearable Lightness of Being, Milan Kundera”.
– A child can teach an adult three things: to be happy for no reason, to always be busy with something, and to know how to demand with all his might that which he desires. “The Fifth Mountain, Paulo Coelho”
– There are moments when God demands our obedience. But there are moments in which He wishes to test our will and challenges us to understand His love. “The Fifth Mountain, Paulo Coelho”
– You have so many extraordinary gifts; how can you expect to lead an ordinary life? You’re ready to go out and – find a good use for your talent. “Little Women- Louisa May Alcott”
– Women have been called queens for a long time, but the kingdom given them isn’t worth ruling. “Louisa May Alcott”
– Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and it may be necessary from time to time to give a stupid or misinformed beholder a black eye. “Miss Piggy”
– I don’t know what you are going to do….but I know I can’t lie around and be lay. I am a thing-finder, and when you are a thing-finder you don’t have a minute to spare. “Pippi Longstocking”
– Don’t you worry about me. I’ll always come out on top. “Pippi Longstocking”
– For you, a thousand times over. “The Kite Runner, Khaled Husseini”
– At the temple, there is a poem called “Loss”, carved into the stone. It has three words, but the poet has scratched them out. You cannot read “Loss”… Only feel it. “Memoirs of a Geisha, Arthur Golden”.
– In my prayers, I want to say: Lord, don’t be far from me, and also don’t come too close. Let me contemplate the stars on the texture of your cloth, but don’t unveil your face to me. Allow me to hear the rivers that you send running, but Lord! Lord! Don’t allow me hearing your voice. “Balthassar’s Odyssey, Amin Maalouf”
– My thoughts are strangers to my body, and as I stand before the mirror, I see something in my face which my soul does not see, and I find in my eyes what my inner self does not find. “From Gibran’s Secrets of the Heart, excerpt from The Poet”
– You know how someone’s appearance can change the longer you know them? How a really attractive person, if you don’t like them, can become more and more ugly; whereas someone you might not have even have noticed… that you wouldn’t look at more than once, if you love them, can become the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen. All you want to do is be near them. “From Gibran’s Secrets of the Heart, excerpt from The Mermaid”
سيبدد ضوؤه ظلمة الليل و النهار
سألة : و في النهار ظلمة ؟
فـرد : أشد حـلكة من الليل ” نقطة النور – بهاء طاهر”
الغربة لا تكون واحدة .انها دائما غربات.غربات تجتمع على صاحبها وتغلق عليه الدائرة. يركض والدائرة تطوقه. عند الوقوع فيها يغترب المرء في “أماكنه”وعن “أماكنه”. أقصد في نفس الوقت.يغترب عن ذكرياته فيحاول التشبث بها. فيتعالى على الراهن والعابر. انه يتعالى دون ان ينتبه إلى هشاشته الأكيدة. فيبدو أمام الناس هشا ومتعاليا. أقصد في نفس الوقت. “رأيت رام الله – مريد البرغوثي”.
You’re just too good to be true.
Can’t take my eyes off you.
You’d be like Heaven to touch.
I wanna hold you so much.
At long last love has arrived
And I thank God I’m alive.
You’re just too good to be true.
Can’t take my eyes off you.
Pardon the way that I stare.
There’s nothing else to compare.
The sight of you leaves me weak.
There are no words left to speak,
But if you feel like I feel,
Please let me know that it’s real.
You’re just too good to be true.
Can’t take my eyes off you.
I love you, baby,
And if it’s quite alright,
I need you, baby,
To warm a lonely night.
I love you, baby.
Trust in me when I say:
Oh, pretty baby,
Don’t bring me down, I pray.
Oh, pretty baby, now that I found you, stay
And let me love you, baby.
Let me love you.
One of my favourite songs ever, kind of a song that makes me dance right away :), since am “office” alone this morning, I had my chance of listening it to it properly “as in loud”, u know, it is not like any other song.
Oh my…It is a beautiful winter morning, we had a blast doing the christmas tree, seeing the red cool poinsettias all over the place is a heck of a mood booster, no!!
Back to my PDs ba2a :(.
Love,
N
– This is sort of an energy(less) post, again…one of those severe mood swings…I don’t know, I mean, I can’t really complain about ANYTHING, life is practically perfect in every possible way..which doesn’t really give me enough chance to whine about things…which things?? I don’t exactly know!!
– Appraisal: for the second year in a row, am an outstanding employee (yaaaaaaaaay), what made it more special to me this year is that the criteria has changed. However, am the only employee who acquired a 5o in my department.
– Boss is leaving, and his replacement will arrive mid February. Don’t know what is the real reason behind his unexpected resignation “it all came over the weekend”. His replacement is a nice guy though.
– It hit me the other day while attending the IGWS forum, that I never had a cool professor not a single one during my journey throughout the Egyptian educational system.
P.S: Cool here could be interpreted as either hot or interesting. A.K.A a professor to have a crush on…What on earth has triggered the thought!! A cool professor ;).
– Please, please, pretttttttty please always remember that thank you and please work wonders.
-The Neil Gaiman over doze: am almost half way thru Anansi Boys, to be followed by Fragile things, and the pre-release order for The Facts in The Case of The Departure of Miss Finch has been successfully placed. Currently listening to “Cinnamon” from this audio collection.
– My song for the week: I love you more, from Marcel Khalife’s album Peace Be With you, a beautiful song, originally a Darwish’s poem…I just love it. Speaking of Marcel, the New CD “Takasim” is supposedly out everywhere except in
Egypt!!!
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