Sunday, June 28, 2009
WOW Account Cancled!
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Just watch, it feels like a pokemon is trying to evolve or a rakoon being trapped in a washing machine!
Saturday, June 27, 2009
the circus
as the three muskateers got fed up/done with finals, they decided to go out and have fun!
well the three muskateers and luke!
with the tune of sex and the city in luke's head, the tune of ghost wisperer in shoug heads and big bang theory in talals, i was left tune-less after i realized that i looked like ten miles of bad road!
somehow i had unruly hair! a weird patch of facial hair and dark circles under my eyes!
what happened?
so i got all pissed and tried to call it off, but apparently, i dont always look like a young marlon brando! - i know there is not similarity but you dont have to be bitchy! -so after the harsh realization, i got myself fixed, and i looked like myslef again.so, long story short!luke drove us to the circus!it was awesome!
we saw the bearded lady, the jugeling boy, the fire breathing triplets, the dork, the tiger trainer and his tigers, but what i really enjoyed, the knife knight!
he is a master in throwing knifes, it is/was fascinating! so, he got his assistant to be crucified - momentarily ofcourse! - and got her spinning, then, he started throwing his knifes, out of no where! WOW!
i was freaked out! - in a good way! -so when he started to ask for one person to volenteer for his hand show, i jumped screaming "anna anna" which means me me!
thats when shoug elbowed me in the stomach!but i kept on shouting!
so, i was picked, 2nd after a slutty 7 year old girl! - she was wearing strabless minni dress -!!!when that whory girl is done, i fluttered -just like a tranny prostitute in new jersy running to her pick up! - or so i've been told by luke, who by the way got elbowed too
!now, the guy instructed me to throw the knife, he got behind me, and helped me throw it..I HIT THE SPOT!
Like OMG right?i havent done anything new in ages!after this i promised myself to do new stuff and to re-new my life, at least to feel alive again!
..(K) luke!!
well the three muskateers and luke!
with the tune of sex and the city in luke's head, the tune of ghost wisperer in shoug heads and big bang theory in talals, i was left tune-less after i realized that i looked like ten miles of bad road!
somehow i had unruly hair! a weird patch of facial hair and dark circles under my eyes!
what happened?
so i got all pissed and tried to call it off, but apparently, i dont always look like a young marlon brando! - i know there is not similarity but you dont have to be bitchy! -so after the harsh realization, i got myself fixed, and i looked like myslef again.so, long story short!luke drove us to the circus!it was awesome!
we saw the bearded lady, the jugeling boy, the fire breathing triplets, the dork, the tiger trainer and his tigers, but what i really enjoyed, the knife knight!
he is a master in throwing knifes, it is/was fascinating! so, he got his assistant to be crucified - momentarily ofcourse! - and got her spinning, then, he started throwing his knifes, out of no where! WOW!
i was freaked out! - in a good way! -so when he started to ask for one person to volenteer for his hand show, i jumped screaming "anna anna" which means me me!
thats when shoug elbowed me in the stomach!but i kept on shouting!
so, i was picked, 2nd after a slutty 7 year old girl! - she was wearing strabless minni dress -!!!when that whory girl is done, i fluttered -just like a tranny prostitute in new jersy running to her pick up! - or so i've been told by luke, who by the way got elbowed too
!now, the guy instructed me to throw the knife, he got behind me, and helped me throw it..I HIT THE SPOT!
Like OMG right?i havent done anything new in ages!after this i promised myself to do new stuff and to re-new my life, at least to feel alive again!
..(K) luke!!
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Friday, June 19, 2009
the little angel
she was just a little girl, she wanted to be a princess, an astronaut, a ballerina, a doctor and most of all she wanted to be a monkey!
she is alive on candy, she really likes candy, parents locked the candy in a cabinet so she would eat her veggies :)
the girl was a star in KG, the lead kid in the musical, the kid was adorable, she had the corckiest laugh, she loved tv, she copied her favorite cartoon characters, she loved to sing and most of all, she was a big fat liar.
the kid got abused, but she never understood it, she used to be beaten up for her little faliures, you know like loosing some money, she listened though, she really was kind hearted, i mean it showed, she was such a good girl, she stole though, candy from the cabinet and from the KG box, she skipped the classes to go to the music room, she really loved music, she wanted to play the piano, but they gave her the drums, so she settled, at least she sat close to it, she really couldn't relate to the other kids, no one realized that, but she did, she was just questioning why she has no friends, but as time went by, she had more things to think about, all she wanted is to impress her parents, she had weird parents, abusive father and emotionally shattered mother with no personality.
the thing with the girl is that she grew up to be a bright student, somehow she wasn't comprehending what she feels, she didn't know she was sad, she kept on asking herself questions that honestly no adult could ever answer.
people wanted their kids to be a splitting image of her, they wished she was theirs, i mean what else would any parent want, smart kid, pretty, polite, i mean she was the trophy kid!
but she stole and lied!
i mean yes she was abused and beaten weekly, sometimes daily, but why did she lie and steal?
no one really knew why, i mean she was fed and clothed, she had a roof over head, why would she lie? why would she steal?
why would she be chicken of other kids?
why would she get a lower grade than a full mark?
she is fed and clothed!
she is fuckin' fed and clothed!!! why isn't she getting full grades?
why is she getting 4/5? why not 5/5?
this kid need to be disciplined!
and so she was... a couple of slaps, a couple of bambo sticks dancing on her spine, she became an A student.
she grew up... had sex in a bathroom.
a public bathroom.
years later, she fell in love, but it didn't quite work out...
any way...
the little angel is now shattered to pieces, last time i saw her she was giving her self to any one who wants to take her home...
the little angel doesnt lie anymore...
the little angel doesnt steal candy anymore...
the little angel is now my best friend, and i am gonna take care of her now, because the little angel just died in my arms...
promising that she will never lie again...
promising to never steal candy again...
she is alive on candy, she really likes candy, parents locked the candy in a cabinet so she would eat her veggies :)
the girl was a star in KG, the lead kid in the musical, the kid was adorable, she had the corckiest laugh, she loved tv, she copied her favorite cartoon characters, she loved to sing and most of all, she was a big fat liar.
the kid got abused, but she never understood it, she used to be beaten up for her little faliures, you know like loosing some money, she listened though, she really was kind hearted, i mean it showed, she was such a good girl, she stole though, candy from the cabinet and from the KG box, she skipped the classes to go to the music room, she really loved music, she wanted to play the piano, but they gave her the drums, so she settled, at least she sat close to it, she really couldn't relate to the other kids, no one realized that, but she did, she was just questioning why she has no friends, but as time went by, she had more things to think about, all she wanted is to impress her parents, she had weird parents, abusive father and emotionally shattered mother with no personality.
the thing with the girl is that she grew up to be a bright student, somehow she wasn't comprehending what she feels, she didn't know she was sad, she kept on asking herself questions that honestly no adult could ever answer.
people wanted their kids to be a splitting image of her, they wished she was theirs, i mean what else would any parent want, smart kid, pretty, polite, i mean she was the trophy kid!
but she stole and lied!
i mean yes she was abused and beaten weekly, sometimes daily, but why did she lie and steal?
no one really knew why, i mean she was fed and clothed, she had a roof over head, why would she lie? why would she steal?
why would she be chicken of other kids?
why would she get a lower grade than a full mark?
she is fed and clothed!
she is fuckin' fed and clothed!!! why isn't she getting full grades?
why is she getting 4/5? why not 5/5?
this kid need to be disciplined!
and so she was... a couple of slaps, a couple of bambo sticks dancing on her spine, she became an A student.
she grew up... had sex in a bathroom.
a public bathroom.
years later, she fell in love, but it didn't quite work out...
any way...
the little angel is now shattered to pieces, last time i saw her she was giving her self to any one who wants to take her home...
the little angel doesnt lie anymore...
the little angel doesnt steal candy anymore...
the little angel is now my best friend, and i am gonna take care of her now, because the little angel just died in my arms...
promising that she will never lie again...
promising to never steal candy again...
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Collect Me.
Don't follow me I think I am lost
Don't ask me where to go...
I am just walking on the coast
With a mind about to blow
Like a miner I dig and drill
My own mind's history...
Searching for answers still
To reveal my hidden mystery
Between the leaves of your tree
I see light breaking through
Trying to set my mind free
Trying to give my mind a clue
What kind of path is mine...
Leading to the city of illusion
Pushing me a cross the line
To the point of so much confusion
Don't get decieved by my look
My pain is internal ignore...
Read my shouts a mysterious book
I shall name it the promised door
Sadly, my shouts isn't strong enough...
To break all the spreading ice
My heart is tired of being tough
Of a destiny based on random dice
Everything around me is so cold
Can you feel my words speaking loud !?
My heart... my mind... I will explode !
Can you hear my whispers within my crowd !?
Of course you can't and will not bother
Of course it's hard to understand my brain
Complicated puzzles, one inside another
Ends with the remaining ashes of my pain
Collect me before I disappear
I am fainting away with the wind
To some where far away from here
So far to the furthest dead end
Collect me before I lose control
Before the sand mixes my remaining ashes
Collect me before I leave my soul
Before I fall seeing all my memory flashes.
By: Vincent Valentine, 13/4/2009, 6:00am.
Saturday, June 06, 2009
Realm of Queer.
I wait, yet what for?
For a complete disappear?
For a promised day?
To devour me more...
Into the realm of queer...
Perhaps I should stay
Or maybe try the realm's door
Why should I fear?
I am ruined anyway...
Perhaps it's time to explore
There must be a reason I am here
Maybe the day is today...
Maybe I am sick of this crowded town
So many moving things, so many people
Hateful gargoyles staring at me down
Built naturally just to enfeeble
Every remaining true sense
Every pool I made by tears
My old passion my true essence
Falling surge of massive fears
Yelling at me... wait no more
Behind your shadow you can't hide
Go in the door of folklore
A twinkle wasp shall be your guide
To the land of beautiful lenience
Rhymed by the murmur of a drone
With the magical melody of silence
I cleave the mist wondering alone
The realm of spectral light
Of flying mushrooms around
Tranquil gist of true bright
Wihin the land of floating ground
I stand on a huge oyster shell
With emerald pearl in the middle
Surrounded by trees with ginger smell
I stand alone enjoying the riddle
The vision of unlimited dream
Of pure natural atmosphere
Surrounded by geyser's warm steam
I venture exploring the realm of queer
A place I can be alone by my own
Ascending to the peak of my mind
No one to argue with, no ringing phone
Hidden in a place you can never find
I got rid of the compass and my map
Just swimming in my dreams non-stop
Enjoying the fantasy of my longest nap
Let me dream, let me never wake up.
By: Vincent Valentine, 26/3/2009, 2:00am.
For a complete disappear?
For a promised day?
To devour me more...
Into the realm of queer...
Perhaps I should stay
Or maybe try the realm's door
Why should I fear?
I am ruined anyway...
Perhaps it's time to explore
There must be a reason I am here
Maybe the day is today...
Maybe I am sick of this crowded town
So many moving things, so many people
Hateful gargoyles staring at me down
Built naturally just to enfeeble
Every remaining true sense
Every pool I made by tears
My old passion my true essence
Falling surge of massive fears
Yelling at me... wait no more
Behind your shadow you can't hide
Go in the door of folklore
A twinkle wasp shall be your guide
To the land of beautiful lenience
Rhymed by the murmur of a drone
With the magical melody of silence
I cleave the mist wondering alone
The realm of spectral light
Of flying mushrooms around
Tranquil gist of true bright
Wihin the land of floating ground
I stand on a huge oyster shell
With emerald pearl in the middle
Surrounded by trees with ginger smell
I stand alone enjoying the riddle
The vision of unlimited dream
Of pure natural atmosphere
Surrounded by geyser's warm steam
I venture exploring the realm of queer
A place I can be alone by my own
Ascending to the peak of my mind
No one to argue with, no ringing phone
Hidden in a place you can never find
I got rid of the compass and my map
Just swimming in my dreams non-stop
Enjoying the fantasy of my longest nap
Let me dream, let me never wake up.
By: Vincent Valentine, 26/3/2009, 2:00am.
Friday, June 05, 2009
Thursday, June 04, 2009
Faded moon.
Like an angel fell from the sky
Like a remedy to my broken heart
Snatched me up somewhere high...
Excessive happiness from the start
Perfect shape, amazing style
Phenomenal, gorgeous and adorable
The way you talk the way you smile
It's just so insanely incredible
Yet I knew the wind is coming soon
To dampen this lovely candle...
I knew it's going to be a faded moon
It's just too much for me to handle
You deserve real joy... you really do
I am a ghost... I am simply not real
An easy choice between false or true...
My wounds are too much for you to heal
So since we both know what's up...
And since the beginning is the end
Let's not make this moment a stop...
I'll be glad to have you as a friend.
By Vincent Valentine; 14/3/2009, 5:30 am.
Like a remedy to my broken heart
Snatched me up somewhere high...
Excessive happiness from the start
Perfect shape, amazing style
Phenomenal, gorgeous and adorable
The way you talk the way you smile
It's just so insanely incredible
Yet I knew the wind is coming soon
To dampen this lovely candle...
I knew it's going to be a faded moon
It's just too much for me to handle
You deserve real joy... you really do
I am a ghost... I am simply not real
An easy choice between false or true...
My wounds are too much for you to heal
So since we both know what's up...
And since the beginning is the end
Let's not make this moment a stop...
I'll be glad to have you as a friend.
By Vincent Valentine; 14/3/2009, 5:30 am.
Wednesday, June 03, 2009
To S.
my friend shoug called me the other day and i started telling her a few things about whats going on.
the cinversation was long, and she ended it up with "babe, untill you learn to love yourself, you will never know how to love any body else"
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Darkness embrace.
It's been a long time
Where are you hiding?
I miss your hungry touch
I miss you so much
I miss your darkness
It always shines...
Why do you have to hide?
Inside your demonic shrine
You know you're mine
Admit it... do it...
You want to kill my soul?
Here... it's inside
Do whatever you want
I will always be here
I will always be fine
Waiting for every tear
Cry to me, I thirst to drink
Cry more... I want to sink
I love to live it...
When we torture each other
At least we can feel...
Don't you agree?
Or does it bother?
When I force you to kneel
You know the lore...
We lived it together
Torture me, I dazzle you more
Give me yourself...
I give you something real...
It's called love my dear
It's called my biggest fear
When you waste it like that...
When you shout my name
Out of the universe...
When you release your evil voice
To grow the roots of my curse
When you do your lovely things
Delicacy frosting my intense
Ethereal beauty burning my sense
When you crumble between my arms
When you rush me like the blizzard
When you set my heart on hazard
I just miss you so much...
When you bite my ear, whispering
We don't have time to sleep
We have a journey together...
Me and you inside each other
Searching for our souls somewhere deep
Where the devils and angels fight
Where the darkness embrace the light
Where we finally find our souls
Then abandon each other...
Torturing each other, suffering together
Can't you see? blink your eyes...
We're injured by our pain eternity
When we will rest in tranquility?
Can't we just repeat the dream again?
Can't you just vanish my pain?
By looking at my eyes... saying;
I am here... it's me... its reality.
Where are you hiding?
I miss your hungry touch
I miss you so much
I miss your darkness
It always shines...
Why do you have to hide?
Inside your demonic shrine
You know you're mine
Admit it... do it...
You want to kill my soul?
Here... it's inside
Do whatever you want
I will always be here
I will always be fine
Waiting for every tear
Cry to me, I thirst to drink
Cry more... I want to sink
I love to live it...
When we torture each other
At least we can feel...
Don't you agree?
Or does it bother?
When I force you to kneel
You know the lore...
We lived it together
Torture me, I dazzle you more
Give me yourself...
I give you something real...
It's called love my dear
It's called my biggest fear
When you waste it like that...
When you shout my name
Out of the universe...
When you release your evil voice
To grow the roots of my curse
When you do your lovely things
Delicacy frosting my intense
Ethereal beauty burning my sense
When you crumble between my arms
When you rush me like the blizzard
When you set my heart on hazard
I just miss you so much...
When you bite my ear, whispering
We don't have time to sleep
We have a journey together...
Me and you inside each other
Searching for our souls somewhere deep
Where the devils and angels fight
Where the darkness embrace the light
Where we finally find our souls
Then abandon each other...
Torturing each other, suffering together
Can't you see? blink your eyes...
We're injured by our pain eternity
When we will rest in tranquility?
Can't we just repeat the dream again?
Can't you just vanish my pain?
By looking at my eyes... saying;
I am here... it's me... its reality.
By: Vincent Valentine, 7/3/09, 12:30pm.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Walker of my path.
Who am I?
Where am I?
Someone justify!
Why my heart is too lost
Why it's suffering the most
Someone tell me why?
Falling to my vanquish
Drowning in my anguish
Tasting my insanity
Fighting against the gravity
Through the magnetic sphere...
I squall out my only wish
To know the answer of my question
Who am I?
Between all the agony near by
And my fragile heart
Between the flashes of your face
And myself falling apart
In your throne of deceive
In your hunger to reave
My inert soul...
Like the black widow
Capture then weave
To throw me in the black hole
Of pain amplify
Faces asking why
Imps brain washing
Harpies heart crashing
Foreign strangers...
Wondering who am I?
I am a walker of my path
Of falling angels
Of burning candles...
Where my brain thinks odd
My heart cries blood
My soul flies to God
Don't you ask me who am I
I don't know anymore
I am the word ignore
I am the so much gore
I am a walker of my path...
Leading me to the promised door.
By: Vincent Valentine; 20/2/2009, 5:20pm.
Where am I?
Someone justify!
Why my heart is too lost
Why it's suffering the most
Someone tell me why?
Falling to my vanquish
Drowning in my anguish
Tasting my insanity
Fighting against the gravity
Through the magnetic sphere...
I squall out my only wish
To know the answer of my question
Who am I?
Between all the agony near by
And my fragile heart
Between the flashes of your face
And myself falling apart
In your throne of deceive
In your hunger to reave
My inert soul...
Like the black widow
Capture then weave
To throw me in the black hole
Of pain amplify
Faces asking why
Imps brain washing
Harpies heart crashing
Foreign strangers...
Wondering who am I?
I am a walker of my path
Of falling angels
Of burning candles...
Where my brain thinks odd
My heart cries blood
My soul flies to God
Don't you ask me who am I
I don't know anymore
I am the word ignore
I am the so much gore
I am a walker of my path...
Leading me to the promised door.
By: Vincent Valentine; 20/2/2009, 5:20pm.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
The End.
I have to keep walking till the end
I know I am tired and hollowed
I just have to keep walking
Never dare to look behind me...
I know I am being followed
Just keep on walking till the end
Climbing up the foggy mountains
Up high to the edge of insomnia
Through the grievous needles
I bleed rain to imbue my well...
Of wielding the hope insignia
Just keep on walking till the end
Swimming to the sunken paradise
Deep down to the deepest core
It's written in the mystic scroll
Somewhere in the no where...
You will find the promised door
Just keep on walking till the end
Searching inside my white forest
For the blossom of my ecstasy
The palm of my passion stream
Between the snowy dead trees...
The path to the land of fantasy
Just keep on walking till the end
Upon the shore near the burning ocean
The island of shiny diamond sand
Lies the stairs to the highest skies
Of twenty three million steps...
To find upon the clouds there's a land
Just keep on walking till the end
Exploring the cave under your desert
Inside the monsters den you bow
For when your river suddenly stops
For when your ground swallows you
You know there's no turning back now
Just keep on walking till the end
No matter how hard your path is
How furiously your hearts rend
When your tears split for more tears
You know you have to keep walking...
For may you reach the endless end.
By: Vincent Valentine, 10/2/2009, 2:30am.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Rain drop.
I found so much pain in each heart
So many tears, so many unfair facts
I don't know from where I can start
Where ever I look I find painful impacts
If I shall ask, ask the criminals
What's the pleasure of the knife?
If I could, I would ask the animals
What's your feeling toward life?
I'd ask the sheep about tomorrow
Knowing the butcher's job is to slaughter
The bird inside the cage of sorrow
The fish getting dragged out of water
There is just so much pain around
And it's not only you the one suffers
Don't you bow your head to the ground
Look at yourself comparing to others
Like an anaconda around me you coil
You got me a lover, you got me a prey
Like the snow I fall when you blood boil
You got me a lover, shall never betray
As we hug underneath this rain fall
Stop thinking about our so much pain
Just immobilize your mind and soul
And continue kissing me under this rain
On my cheek slide your lovely fingers
The rain of so much pain started to stop
Continue kissing me as the rain lingers
Don't let go till the last rain drop.
By: Vincent Valentine, 26/1/2009 1:45pm.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Revenant.
Why you chose to inhabit my soul?
Tell me what the hell do you seek?
Your revenant keeps on haunting me
Why don't you look at me and speak?
Why do you reflex with silence?
Why do you follow me where ever I go?
I can see you behind me right now
A reflected image on my crystal glow
How dare you follow me to my altar?
Inside my millennium frozen sanctuary
Where I've been hiding my holy relics
For ten times of each damned century
How could you pass inside my abyss?
The tunnel of unholy famish ghouls
Where are all the servants of time?
Who dare to break my frozen rules
Cyclops; arise the undead skeletons
Shake the ground for the goblins legion
Uncover the moon for the werewolves
A revenant stepped on my altar's region
You can follow me where ever I reside
But not my frozen sanctuary not this time
Show me your ignorance against my minions
Of elite brutality and merciless sublime
A Minotaur with the skin of leopard
A thorny worm of my white quick sand
A gloomy golem of the sanctuary sewers
The saboteur with the poison ivy hand
All the time I've guarded my sanctuary
No one defeated the creatures I designed
How could you conquer all my imagination
And keep on flying around and over my mind
Why can't I forget that I loved you once
How could the time failed to erase my memory
All the time I tried not to think of you
You're standing still repeating our history
At this moment your revenant looking at me
Right on this moment as I write this poem
I am seeing your revenant speaking silence
Speaking about me never finding a new home.
By Vincent Valentine: 21/1/2009 4:45am.
Monday, May 18, 2009
JUICY
Yall Know my flare for japanese pop!
Koda Kumi's Hot Single "JUICY", Is all about sexy, hot, sweaty, ruanchy Dancing!
what speaks my language better than that?!
watch for yourself!
Black Cherry is the album you can find this song on, and ofcourse "4 hot wave"
the quart. A-side single, but honestly, black cherry is what you want!
To Buy Black Cherry
"Which features 5 personal fav's of her discography!!"
Koda Kumi - Black Cherry
To Download "JUICY"
JUICY
Enjoy!
Friday, May 15, 2009
3rd Digree Spree!
i got on a date the other day, with a a beautiful 6 feet tall, blue eyed, pink fully lipped hottie...
now, the food was amazing, the conversation, the ambiance!
ooh la la!
we were at the best french resturant in town, we had something that ends with "ellenioee" and the desert was an amazing crime prouile, i cant spell that proberly, but that wasnt the issue...
you see, i signed up for an up-class, sophisticated dinner, what i didn't sign on for is 3rd digree after wards...
after dinner, in the cab, there sat 20 y.o dental students with no strings attached, with robo-cop... who insisted on knowing everything..
i was faced with questions that i honestly didnt know the answer for, very difficult, i felt i was at my anatomy final, worst of all, i final that i hadn't studied for!
how many people you had sex with?
did you ever do drugs?
how old is your parents?
when did they get married?
is there any genetic diseases in your family?
what kind of art do you follow?
how deeply attached are you to your religeon?
who's your favourite designer?
do you preferf dark haired people, redheads or blondes?
do you eat junk food?
do you know how to cook?
are yoy a texter or a caller?
an emailer or an im-er?
do you agree with the current political terms of isreal and palastine? - WTF? -!
what is your aspect about tattoo's? - hot :D -
have you ever tried bondage?
jesus moses allah god mohammad!
what the fuck?!
i mean seriously, cant people just be hot.
period!?
why the issues?
why god why?!
i mean, the person i dated before, told me i love you on the first date!
the person before told me she loved eating mustard for fun!
the great dreamy dental student i had coffee with is an athiest who believes anyone with religeon should be thrown in a ditch!
and you guys read my old dating experiences and my past relationships...
i have my issue's and god knows they are to many to count, especially the new ones!
do you know i am the backstabing cheating manipulative kind i always said i wouldnt be now?
i know, you bitches saw it coming, that if i kept all this frustration in, i would become the kind i dredded the most!
hmmm
going back to the subject...
i mean, what the fuck!
i cant remember the whole list of questions, but damn it, the moment we reached robo-cop's flat, i ran as fast as i could.
well, ofcourse i had to be a gentleman and give the ever sensitive goodnight kiss, with the ever so false promise of "i will call you".
now i have a date with a bio-chemical engineer, russian bio-chemical engineer, i know i might be exposed to the risk of radiation, or maybe even better get asked to be cloned!
all i know is i am not done yet, finding the perfect date...
i am not done finding the perfect date.
now, the food was amazing, the conversation, the ambiance!
ooh la la!
we were at the best french resturant in town, we had something that ends with "ellenioee" and the desert was an amazing crime prouile, i cant spell that proberly, but that wasnt the issue...
you see, i signed up for an up-class, sophisticated dinner, what i didn't sign on for is 3rd digree after wards...
after dinner, in the cab, there sat 20 y.o dental students with no strings attached, with robo-cop... who insisted on knowing everything..
i was faced with questions that i honestly didnt know the answer for, very difficult, i felt i was at my anatomy final, worst of all, i final that i hadn't studied for!
how many people you had sex with?
did you ever do drugs?
how old is your parents?
when did they get married?
is there any genetic diseases in your family?
what kind of art do you follow?
how deeply attached are you to your religeon?
who's your favourite designer?
do you preferf dark haired people, redheads or blondes?
do you eat junk food?
do you know how to cook?
are yoy a texter or a caller?
an emailer or an im-er?
do you agree with the current political terms of isreal and palastine? - WTF? -!
what is your aspect about tattoo's? - hot :D -
have you ever tried bondage?
jesus moses allah god mohammad!
what the fuck?!
i mean seriously, cant people just be hot.
period!?
why the issues?
why god why?!
i mean, the person i dated before, told me i love you on the first date!
the person before told me she loved eating mustard for fun!
the great dreamy dental student i had coffee with is an athiest who believes anyone with religeon should be thrown in a ditch!
and you guys read my old dating experiences and my past relationships...
i have my issue's and god knows they are to many to count, especially the new ones!
do you know i am the backstabing cheating manipulative kind i always said i wouldnt be now?
i know, you bitches saw it coming, that if i kept all this frustration in, i would become the kind i dredded the most!
hmmm
going back to the subject...
i mean, what the fuck!
i cant remember the whole list of questions, but damn it, the moment we reached robo-cop's flat, i ran as fast as i could.
well, ofcourse i had to be a gentleman and give the ever sensitive goodnight kiss, with the ever so false promise of "i will call you".
now i have a date with a bio-chemical engineer, russian bio-chemical engineer, i know i might be exposed to the risk of radiation, or maybe even better get asked to be cloned!
all i know is i am not done yet, finding the perfect date...
i am not done finding the perfect date.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Love Me Up!
Looks like our gossip girl can sing too ;)
well i wasn't a huge fan of the show, but leighton meester was so pretty i had to watch only to see her, but she has a song with the great Miami based band "Awesome New Republic" Called "Birthday"
Enjoy Bitches!
Birthday
Sunday, May 10, 2009
S. 4 Sexy - Playlist
Hey Everyone!
o.k, so sex with music on the background, HAWT!, not the celine dion power balad kind of song, but more of sexy come burn me up or savage me kind of music so, i have a sexy playlist, i call it "S 4 Sexy"...
here's 25 songs out of it:
1- Soho dolls - stripper
2- lady gaga - starstruck
3- benny benassi - i love my sex
4- charlie clouser - let it ride
5- christina aguilera - get mine get yours
6- cory lee - naughty song
7- does it offend you, yeah? - with a heavy heart (i regret to inform you)
8- enrique iglesias - push
9- garbage - lick the pavment .... "DONT ASK, ITS JUST SEXY FOR ME!"
10- goldfrapp - strict machine & Oh la la
11- haifa wehbe - anna haifa
12- janet jackson - would you mind
13- janet jackson - sexhibition
14- janet jackson - throb
15- janet jackson - velvet rope
16- kaci brown - instigator
17- kylie minogue - tight rope & slow
18- miss eighty 6 - candy store
19- mis-teeq - scandelous
20- prince - gett off
21- pussycat dolls - bottle pop
22- robyn - crash and burn
23- sade - ordinary love
24- shayne ward - u hang up
25- 3OH!3 - I'm not your boyfriend baby
the list goes on, i have over 300 songs on that playlist ;p
discover your sexuality musically, it will certainly open new doors for you, i suggest you make a playlist, and see how it goes :)!
Thursday, May 07, 2009
Love Me x100000
as humans, we have needs, food, water and air... sex
regardless, needs are something common in a human, in fact in my dictionary a person with no needs is a vase i tend to maintain the dust on on my table...
but is there is a thing called too much needs?
well kids yes there is!
you see i am pro-love, or i have to be honest i think that i used to be...
i like it when i see couple conoodeling and expressing their love...
but i hate it when too much love is expressed, it is fine on shelf novels and coffee books or even store displays, but too me there is something called too much love and it is suffocating!!
connecting the dots, too much needs and too much love, compained together...
torture!
you see, i'm more of a love me tender kinda guy, the "Love me love me love me love me love me NOOOW" routine, is just too much labour on my shoulders, i can't be all crazy/dangerously in love beyonce kinda way...
i'm more of a bootylicious/surviver/jumpin' jumpin' kinda guy!
i'm 20... sexy and flirty! - damn i just said i am 20 for the first time in my life, Yeeesh! - ...
so going on with my draft, i am not a spooning guy, i like my side of the bed, i like my space, because i get smuthered when some on is wrapped around me, breathing all my air, i mean, i usually heat up when i sleep, so i dont need to turn into a furness! i like a cool breeze when i am nodding-off/fast asleep.
i like to hang with my friends, have a few drinks, luagh and joke about stuff, i like to flirt, i am very flurtatious...
i was a hopeless romantic, i played that part better than meryl streep would play it, but i was 16 back then, i didn't develpe my feelings my aspects my thoughts, i simply didn't have my own personality...
years has passed and now that i am semi-grown up, i like who i am, a realist...
maybe i would change back, thats not out of the question, but just like i changed into this with reasons and ways, its gonna need huge reasons - i don't even think that this sentence is correct - to turn back.
seriously, being emotionally stable...
well who am i kidding, let me rephrase, being... romantically stable, isnt a crime, its not illegal and if it is, i certainly did not get the memo!
there is a possibilty that i am wrong, i'm quite the x marker in allot of situations, but somehow i believe that i am definitly right!
i can not be a love machine, that produces love 24 on 24 hours per day all week!
i just can't!
regardless, needs are something common in a human, in fact in my dictionary a person with no needs is a vase i tend to maintain the dust on on my table...
but is there is a thing called too much needs?
well kids yes there is!
you see i am pro-love, or i have to be honest i think that i used to be...
i like it when i see couple conoodeling and expressing their love...
but i hate it when too much love is expressed, it is fine on shelf novels and coffee books or even store displays, but too me there is something called too much love and it is suffocating!!
connecting the dots, too much needs and too much love, compained together...
torture!
you see, i'm more of a love me tender kinda guy, the "Love me love me love me love me love me NOOOW" routine, is just too much labour on my shoulders, i can't be all crazy/dangerously in love beyonce kinda way...
i'm more of a bootylicious/surviver/jumpin' jumpin' kinda guy!
i'm 20... sexy and flirty! - damn i just said i am 20 for the first time in my life, Yeeesh! - ...
so going on with my draft, i am not a spooning guy, i like my side of the bed, i like my space, because i get smuthered when some on is wrapped around me, breathing all my air, i mean, i usually heat up when i sleep, so i dont need to turn into a furness! i like a cool breeze when i am nodding-off/fast asleep.
i like to hang with my friends, have a few drinks, luagh and joke about stuff, i like to flirt, i am very flurtatious...
i was a hopeless romantic, i played that part better than meryl streep would play it, but i was 16 back then, i didn't develpe my feelings my aspects my thoughts, i simply didn't have my own personality...
years has passed and now that i am semi-grown up, i like who i am, a realist...
maybe i would change back, thats not out of the question, but just like i changed into this with reasons and ways, its gonna need huge reasons - i don't even think that this sentence is correct - to turn back.
seriously, being emotionally stable...
well who am i kidding, let me rephrase, being... romantically stable, isnt a crime, its not illegal and if it is, i certainly did not get the memo!
there is a possibilty that i am wrong, i'm quite the x marker in allot of situations, but somehow i believe that i am definitly right!
i can not be a love machine, that produces love 24 on 24 hours per day all week!
i just can't!
Tuesday, May 05, 2009
Sunday, April 26, 2009
One can only take so much...
you know we have limits... i have limits... personally, my limits are very far, so if you make me reach them, then you really achieved something!
i hate people who are hot and cold, i hate people who are jelous, i fuckin'!!!! FRIKIN'!!! HATE emotionally unstable people!
you know, you tell those people you love them, that you care, that there is nobody but them...
and what do you get!
jelousy! sick thoughts! and passive agressiveness!
you know i always take long breathes in relationships...
seriously i am a diver, i eat shit!
royal shit!
people played games on me, told me that i cheat that i play around!!
fuck man!
i only flirt! everyone knows i am just a flirter!
i don't get it, you give people their space and they don't give you your space, i need my space - and my fucking facebook 2! -
i need to have friends, to meet people with the same intrests as mine, i need diversity!
that doesnt mean that i am seeing other people!
i See other people but not in that way!
i simply reached my end, personally i can only take so much!!
i don't know about any one else, but if you got me to that point!!
you made an achievement!
i hate people who are hot and cold, i hate people who are jelous, i fuckin'!!!! FRIKIN'!!! HATE emotionally unstable people!
you know, you tell those people you love them, that you care, that there is nobody but them...
and what do you get!
jelousy! sick thoughts! and passive agressiveness!
you know i always take long breathes in relationships...
seriously i am a diver, i eat shit!
royal shit!
people played games on me, told me that i cheat that i play around!!
fuck man!
i only flirt! everyone knows i am just a flirter!
i don't get it, you give people their space and they don't give you your space, i need my space - and my fucking facebook 2! -
i need to have friends, to meet people with the same intrests as mine, i need diversity!
that doesnt mean that i am seeing other people!
i See other people but not in that way!
i simply reached my end, personally i can only take so much!!
i don't know about any one else, but if you got me to that point!!
you made an achievement!
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
I Drive Alone
I Drive Alone
Amazing Song!
Just relaxing and freeing, one of the "bubble bath" & "late night driving" music lists...
Featured on the L word, and this EP
We R in Need of a Musical Revolution
Oooooooh wish me luck on my physiology exam, and BUY HER EP!
Monday, April 13, 2009
Hell Is Round The Corner
Hell is round the corner where I shelter. Ism's and schisms, we're living helter skelter...Until Then...
you have to live with yourself...
To Forever (Moonbeam Remix)
Rachael Starr - To Forever (Moonbeam Remix)
One of my favs, i like the beat, the tender lyrics and the riffs.
To Forever(Moonbeam Remix)
Buy In Search Of Sunrise 7: Asia
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Acid Rock: Clubbing Outside Of My Element
Well, it's not something new... i go clubbing, we all know that, i've seen some of you blog readers in some clubs, wiether in kuwaiti underground clubs, or cairo's finest.
but this time i went to a far streched element... usually i know what kind of music the club plays, what kind of people are there and the driniking/dancing/making out policy there ;p~
any way, my Sort-of-friends took me clubbing, they raved about this place called acid in "Sin El-Feel" which litrally transelates as "the elephant's tooth"... GO FIGURE!
usually i like to accessories, wear a shirt and hot jeans, with buttons and all the add ons, coz being 19 i got bored of the same same clothing attitude most teenagers have, they are either punks, twinks, Emoes, Softies, casual or some other fucked up dressing label/code..
so i made up my own style, which is mainly a couple of styles mashed up together, tough labour shoes with tight slim jeans, shirts and at least 3 hand/wrist accessories, and a hige accessory like a tie or a hat or anything that make a kind of "elegantly twisted" statement.
on the other hand that night in particular i wanted to go clean, normal hair, plain t-shirt, slim jeans, and tennish shoes...
i thought i looked normal, if i saw myself in the street i wouldn't look back, i didn't expect any attention, coz seriously if you dont know what kind of club you are going to, ESPECIALLY WHAT KIND OF MUSIC its PLAYING!
there is no need to go all the way to dressy dress mania!
so we walked in, a very very VERY small area occupied with too much people...
go go dolls wanna be's on a seperate high pedestal like stage, paying the bouncer to dance there, scary hot partender girls waiting on an open bar, at least 300 of your favourite perverts labels dancing on the dance floor with cigarets and drinks, smashed glasses and cans on the floor, divided into crowds, that honestly have one usual thing in common, either that they were an... Unseemly crowd - Like mine is soooooo seemly! - or not so heavy on the looks crowd.
the music, it started off real bad, a mash up of techno house rave melodies, that killed the beat and made it one stable tone, the DJ obviously didn't know what he was doing, having too long bridges and too short riffs, making the crowd dance SO OFF BEAT! i was seriously surprised a place that popular was hosted by such bad DJ's!
but when the other DJ came? Boy did i party!
any way, usually when i walk into a club, if i was the liking item to a certain someone, i would be approached and asked to dance, in this club, if the girl/boy likes you they dont approach you, they wait to be approached, which is why no one was really dancing with any one that wasnt already their friend, well some rare people were bold enough to take the lead... Gotta admit!
sat on the bar, litrally ON the bar, this club was a stand up, which is why i liked it, it forced people to dance!
took hold of whats going on, knew the dj's style, figured out the mistakes on his beats so i could dance... To the beat :)!
any way not to make this too long, i had fun, at first i felt really bad looking, but then people started approaching, so i went with the flow, danced my ass off and broke the dawn...
people, life is short enjoy it while it lasts, even when you are outside of your element you owe it to yourself!
but this time i went to a far streched element... usually i know what kind of music the club plays, what kind of people are there and the driniking/dancing/making out policy there ;p~
any way, my Sort-of-friends took me clubbing, they raved about this place called acid in "Sin El-Feel" which litrally transelates as "the elephant's tooth"... GO FIGURE!
usually i like to accessories, wear a shirt and hot jeans, with buttons and all the add ons, coz being 19 i got bored of the same same clothing attitude most teenagers have, they are either punks, twinks, Emoes, Softies, casual or some other fucked up dressing label/code..
so i made up my own style, which is mainly a couple of styles mashed up together, tough labour shoes with tight slim jeans, shirts and at least 3 hand/wrist accessories, and a hige accessory like a tie or a hat or anything that make a kind of "elegantly twisted" statement.
on the other hand that night in particular i wanted to go clean, normal hair, plain t-shirt, slim jeans, and tennish shoes...
i thought i looked normal, if i saw myself in the street i wouldn't look back, i didn't expect any attention, coz seriously if you dont know what kind of club you are going to, ESPECIALLY WHAT KIND OF MUSIC its PLAYING!
there is no need to go all the way to dressy dress mania!
so we walked in, a very very VERY small area occupied with too much people...
go go dolls wanna be's on a seperate high pedestal like stage, paying the bouncer to dance there, scary hot partender girls waiting on an open bar, at least 300 of your favourite perverts labels dancing on the dance floor with cigarets and drinks, smashed glasses and cans on the floor, divided into crowds, that honestly have one usual thing in common, either that they were an... Unseemly crowd - Like mine is soooooo seemly! - or not so heavy on the looks crowd.
the music, it started off real bad, a mash up of techno house rave melodies, that killed the beat and made it one stable tone, the DJ obviously didn't know what he was doing, having too long bridges and too short riffs, making the crowd dance SO OFF BEAT! i was seriously surprised a place that popular was hosted by such bad DJ's!
but when the other DJ came? Boy did i party!
any way, usually when i walk into a club, if i was the liking item to a certain someone, i would be approached and asked to dance, in this club, if the girl/boy likes you they dont approach you, they wait to be approached, which is why no one was really dancing with any one that wasnt already their friend, well some rare people were bold enough to take the lead... Gotta admit!
sat on the bar, litrally ON the bar, this club was a stand up, which is why i liked it, it forced people to dance!
took hold of whats going on, knew the dj's style, figured out the mistakes on his beats so i could dance... To the beat :)!
any way not to make this too long, i had fun, at first i felt really bad looking, but then people started approaching, so i went with the flow, danced my ass off and broke the dawn...
people, life is short enjoy it while it lasts, even when you are outside of your element you owe it to yourself!
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Freedom
I Believe in freedoom, that take me up, coz i'm so excited!!!
i believe in freedoom, it feels so right i just can't hide it!!!
Freedoom!
Freedoom!
Freedoom!
I Just Loooooove this track!
Twelve Tone Featuring J Cee Hitting Those nerves in your spine and making you really sink in the vibe!
I dont have an artwork for this track so i added my baby Sis Pic - Ryno ;p -
Freedom (Andy & The Lamboy Progressive Radio Mix)
Buy The CD Here:
Freedom - Amazon
OOoooh, I'll Upload All The Other Mixes If U Like This One...
Leave A Comment And we'll see!
Thursday, March 26, 2009
لا اله الا الله محمد رسول الله
الف سبحان الله و بحمده
الله أكبر
لا حول ولا قوة الا بالله
كلنا الحمد الله نذكر الله و نحب اللي يذكرنا بذكر الله ( فذكر ان نفعت الذكرى )ا
بس انا ما احب اللي يدزلي ايميل يذكرني بالله و ادعية و ماشاء الله خوش دعاء
وبالنهاية يكتب ....
ملاحظة : لا تقول مو فاضي هذي مليون حسنة
لا يلعب الشيطان براسك ... يمكن تموت هاللحظة
دزها وراح تسمع خوش خبر و... الخ ..
وبعدين يعني مع هالملاحظات اللي مالها داعي, كلنااا ندري انه اذا دزينا الايميل ان شاء الله
بناخذ أجر .. بس يا جماعة الواحد عقلة براسه و يعرف شيسوي مالا داعي اهو مو قصب الشي !!
وقبل كل هذا... المعاملة اهم شي .. اذا بتذكر ربك ليل نهار و اتذكر الناس و تحط ملاحظاتك و تهديداتك
وتالي بحياتك تزف هذا وتلعن هذا و تجذب و تبوق .. انا اقول وفر وقتك لانه الاسلام قبل لا يصير تذكير
بالله والرسول .. ترى الاسلام المعاملة ( عامل الناس عدل ) تلقى الناس تتلقى كل شي منك و تاخذ اجر دبلات اللي قاعد تدزه ليل نهار ..
دز .. ذكر الناس ميخالف .. بس رجاءا الملاحظات و التهديدات حفظناها .. وفر هالدقيقة اللي تكتب فيها
هالملاحظة ... يعطييك العافية ( راعي الملاحظات )ا
انشاالله يوصل للي يكتب هالسوالف ;Pp
الف سبحان الله و بحمده
الله أكبر
لا حول ولا قوة الا بالله
كلنا الحمد الله نذكر الله و نحب اللي يذكرنا بذكر الله ( فذكر ان نفعت الذكرى )ا
بس انا ما احب اللي يدزلي ايميل يذكرني بالله و ادعية و ماشاء الله خوش دعاء
وبالنهاية يكتب ....
ملاحظة : لا تقول مو فاضي هذي مليون حسنة
لا يلعب الشيطان براسك ... يمكن تموت هاللحظة
دزها وراح تسمع خوش خبر و... الخ ..
وبعدين يعني مع هالملاحظات اللي مالها داعي, كلنااا ندري انه اذا دزينا الايميل ان شاء الله
بناخذ أجر .. بس يا جماعة الواحد عقلة براسه و يعرف شيسوي مالا داعي اهو مو قصب الشي !!
وقبل كل هذا... المعاملة اهم شي .. اذا بتذكر ربك ليل نهار و اتذكر الناس و تحط ملاحظاتك و تهديداتك
وتالي بحياتك تزف هذا وتلعن هذا و تجذب و تبوق .. انا اقول وفر وقتك لانه الاسلام قبل لا يصير تذكير
بالله والرسول .. ترى الاسلام المعاملة ( عامل الناس عدل ) تلقى الناس تتلقى كل شي منك و تاخذ اجر دبلات اللي قاعد تدزه ليل نهار ..
دز .. ذكر الناس ميخالف .. بس رجاءا الملاحظات و التهديدات حفظناها .. وفر هالدقيقة اللي تكتب فيها
هالملاحظة ... يعطييك العافية ( راعي الملاحظات )ا
انشاالله يوصل للي يكتب هالسوالف ;Pp
Ladies & Gentlemen .. This is Faris from Sollai CHANNEL !!
Hello ..
This a student in USC posting from Los Angeles.
Born & raised in Q8. looking forward to study Architecture.
I'm 20 years old .. very close to upper-age ;Pp !
Mm .. Actually, I got the invitation from my friend Sollai who's the owner of this page.
I'll try to do and post my best. Basicly, I'll post what ever I think it's unusual and important subjects that need to be described and explained in a clear way. Some of my posts will be seriouse while others will be in a funny and interesting presenting.
So, this is my first post, which is JUST a basic information about me.
Thanks for your reading & be ready to read Antiqu-E-ditioN'z posts soon ;)p
This a student in USC posting from Los Angeles.
Born & raised in Q8. looking forward to study Architecture.
I'm 20 years old .. very close to upper-age ;Pp !
Mm .. Actually, I got the invitation from my friend Sollai who's the owner of this page.
I'll try to do and post my best. Basicly, I'll post what ever I think it's unusual and important subjects that need to be described and explained in a clear way. Some of my posts will be seriouse while others will be in a funny and interesting presenting.
So, this is my first post, which is JUST a basic information about me.
Thanks for your reading & be ready to read Antiqu-E-ditioN'z posts soon ;)p
Thursday, March 19, 2009
A Dead End
I Got This By Email...
طريق مسدود شو ما عملت ما بتخلص
أولا: المقاطعة:
قاطع المنتجات الأمريكية لأنها تدعم اسرائيل.
قاطع المنتجات البريطانية لأنها تدعم أمريكا.
قاطع المنتجات الدينامركية عشان الكاريكاتير.
قاطع المنتجات الهولندية عشان الفلم.
قاطع المنتجات الألمانية لأنها جنب الدول السابق ذكرها.
و بالنهاية كل الناس ببعثوا الايمالات لبعض من لاب توب كل البرامج الي فيه أمريكية، و هم قاعدين في ستاربكس بعد ما اتعشوا في كنتاكي و معاهم "تيك أوي" من ماكدونلدز.
ثانيا: الصحة:
لا تشرب بيبسي لأنه يحتوي على مواد تنظيف و عصارة خنزير.
لا تشرب ريد بول لأنه يسبب عقم..
لا تستعمل مزيل العرق و لاالشامبو و لا الصابون لأنه يسبب سرطان.
لا تأكل لحم البقر لأنه يسبب جنون البقر.
لا تأكل دجاج بسبب انفلونزا الطيور
لا تأكل سمك بسبب المد الأحمر
لا تأكر خضار و لا فواكه لأنها كلها هرمونات
لا تشرب ماء لأنه معالج بالكلور
لا تأكل معلبات لأنها تحتوي على مواد حافظة
لا تشرب عصير طبيعي لأنه يأتي على شكل عصارة مركزة
لا تشرب عصير غير طبيعي لأنه كله ألوان
طيب يعني آكل هوا؟!!! ..... لأ طبعا لأنه الهوا ملوث بعوادم السيارات و المصانع.
و اذا خالفت النواهي السابقة كلها، دخلنا على العادات:
لا تشرب ماء بعد الأكل.
لا تنام و لا تمشي و لا تقعد بعد الأكل.
لا تدخن و لا تشرب شاي و لا قهوة بعد الأكل
أحسن شي .... انك تاكل و تنتحر!!!!!!
لا تخلي الماء في الثلاجة داخل علب بلاستك لأنه مسرطنة
و لا تخلي في زجاج للأنه ممكن ينكسر بدون ما تعرف و تشربه و تموت.
و لا تخلية برة الثلاجة لأنه ممكن يتلوث.
و لا تشرب من الحنفية لأنها مش نظيفة
و لا تشرب مية صحة لأنها معبئة من الحنفية أو مكررة و فيها مواد مسرطنة.
لا تتكلم عالموبايل بدون سماعة عشان الموجات تقتل خلايا المخ
و لا تتكلم عن طريق السماعة عشان الكهربا الساكنة
و لا تتكلم عن طريق البلوتوث عشان الموجات برضو تقتل خلايا المخ.
(يعني كل العالم الي عايشين هالأيام عايشين بدون مخ)
لا تخلي الهوا يدور في السيارة لما تشغل التكييف لأنه يتلوث من التنفس.
و لا تخلي الهوا يجي من بره لأنه ملوث.
لا تعبي بنزين الصبح عشان الكثافة عالية
و لا تعبي في الليل عشان الكثافة واطية
و اشرب خل عشان يحرق الدهون .... و لا تشرب خل عشان يسبب قرحة
و اطلع في الشمس عشان فيتامين "د" .... و لا تطلع في الشمس عشان الأوزون.
ثالثا: بالنسبة الى الدين:
ابعث هذا الايميل لجميع من عندك تحصل على 25864973 حسنة ....
(لأنه الي باعث الايميل مكشوف عنه الحجاب)
و يجيلك ايميل مكتوب في أوله قسم انك تبعث الايميل لكل الي تعرفهم و بعدين يتم يذكرك انك أقسمت.
(ماسك عليك ممسك)
و ايميل يقولك أحاديث كاذبة و اذا ما بعثتها فأنت مقصر
و ايميل يقولك "دعاء مرة واحدة في العمر" (يعني ادعيه و افجر!!!!)
و ايميل يقولك "دعاء من دعاه حققت له 100 أمنية" (مصباح سحري مش دعاء!!!!)
و بعدين فتوى الرضاعة
و فتوى تحريم "البوكيمون"
و فتوى تحريم "البلايستيشن"
و أحلا فتوى فيهم ............ فتوى قتل "ميكي ماوس"
يعني أحسن حل .... انه الواحد لا ياكل و لا يشرب و لا يتنفس و لا يتكلم على التلفون و لا يطلع من البيت و بس يقعد يبعث ايميلات ....
ملاحظة: اذا بعثت الايميل هذا لكل الي عندك راح يطلعلك جني سويسري راكب بنتلي مع نظارات راي بان وراديو سوني مع سي دي وأم بي 3 وسيجار كوبي وعلبة دخان غولواز
و اذا ما بعثته راح أطلعلك أنا كل يوم في المنام و اقولك "ليش ليش ليش ليش" للصبح
أولا: المقاطعة:
قاطع المنتجات الأمريكية لأنها تدعم اسرائيل.
قاطع المنتجات البريطانية لأنها تدعم أمريكا.
قاطع المنتجات الدينامركية عشان الكاريكاتير.
قاطع المنتجات الهولندية عشان الفلم.
قاطع المنتجات الألمانية لأنها جنب الدول السابق ذكرها.
و بالنهاية كل الناس ببعثوا الايمالات لبعض من لاب توب كل البرامج الي فيه أمريكية، و هم قاعدين في ستاربكس بعد ما اتعشوا في كنتاكي و معاهم "تيك أوي" من ماكدونلدز.
ثانيا: الصحة:
لا تشرب بيبسي لأنه يحتوي على مواد تنظيف و عصارة خنزير.
لا تشرب ريد بول لأنه يسبب عقم..
لا تستعمل مزيل العرق و لاالشامبو و لا الصابون لأنه يسبب سرطان.
لا تأكل لحم البقر لأنه يسبب جنون البقر.
لا تأكل دجاج بسبب انفلونزا الطيور
لا تأكل سمك بسبب المد الأحمر
لا تأكر خضار و لا فواكه لأنها كلها هرمونات
لا تشرب ماء لأنه معالج بالكلور
لا تأكل معلبات لأنها تحتوي على مواد حافظة
لا تشرب عصير طبيعي لأنه يأتي على شكل عصارة مركزة
لا تشرب عصير غير طبيعي لأنه كله ألوان
طيب يعني آكل هوا؟!!! ..... لأ طبعا لأنه الهوا ملوث بعوادم السيارات و المصانع.
و اذا خالفت النواهي السابقة كلها، دخلنا على العادات:
لا تشرب ماء بعد الأكل.
لا تنام و لا تمشي و لا تقعد بعد الأكل.
لا تدخن و لا تشرب شاي و لا قهوة بعد الأكل
أحسن شي .... انك تاكل و تنتحر!!!!!!
لا تخلي الماء في الثلاجة داخل علب بلاستك لأنه مسرطنة
و لا تخلي في زجاج للأنه ممكن ينكسر بدون ما تعرف و تشربه و تموت.
و لا تخلية برة الثلاجة لأنه ممكن يتلوث.
و لا تشرب من الحنفية لأنها مش نظيفة
و لا تشرب مية صحة لأنها معبئة من الحنفية أو مكررة و فيها مواد مسرطنة.
لا تتكلم عالموبايل بدون سماعة عشان الموجات تقتل خلايا المخ
و لا تتكلم عن طريق السماعة عشان الكهربا الساكنة
و لا تتكلم عن طريق البلوتوث عشان الموجات برضو تقتل خلايا المخ.
(يعني كل العالم الي عايشين هالأيام عايشين بدون مخ)
لا تخلي الهوا يدور في السيارة لما تشغل التكييف لأنه يتلوث من التنفس.
و لا تخلي الهوا يجي من بره لأنه ملوث.
لا تعبي بنزين الصبح عشان الكثافة عالية
و لا تعبي في الليل عشان الكثافة واطية
و اشرب خل عشان يحرق الدهون .... و لا تشرب خل عشان يسبب قرحة
و اطلع في الشمس عشان فيتامين "د" .... و لا تطلع في الشمس عشان الأوزون.
ثالثا: بالنسبة الى الدين:
ابعث هذا الايميل لجميع من عندك تحصل على 25864973 حسنة ....
(لأنه الي باعث الايميل مكشوف عنه الحجاب)
و يجيلك ايميل مكتوب في أوله قسم انك تبعث الايميل لكل الي تعرفهم و بعدين يتم يذكرك انك أقسمت.
(ماسك عليك ممسك)
و ايميل يقولك أحاديث كاذبة و اذا ما بعثتها فأنت مقصر
و ايميل يقولك "دعاء مرة واحدة في العمر" (يعني ادعيه و افجر!!!!)
و ايميل يقولك "دعاء من دعاه حققت له 100 أمنية" (مصباح سحري مش دعاء!!!!)
و بعدين فتوى الرضاعة
و فتوى تحريم "البوكيمون"
و فتوى تحريم "البلايستيشن"
و أحلا فتوى فيهم ............ فتوى قتل "ميكي ماوس"
يعني أحسن حل .... انه الواحد لا ياكل و لا يشرب و لا يتنفس و لا يتكلم على التلفون و لا يطلع من البيت و بس يقعد يبعث ايميلات ....
ملاحظة: اذا بعثت الايميل هذا لكل الي عندك راح يطلعلك جني سويسري راكب بنتلي مع نظارات راي بان وراديو سوني مع سي دي وأم بي 3 وسيجار كوبي وعلبة دخان غولواز
و اذا ما بعثته راح أطلعلك أنا كل يوم في المنام و اقولك "ليش ليش ليش ليش" للصبح
Friday, March 13, 2009
Made By Monkeys - I Try
An Amazing Song, such a great rhythem and lyrics, awsome vocals, its on my "voyeur playlist" check it out yall!
To Buy The CD - Which is 100% Worth it!!! -
Made By Monkeys - I Try
Made By Monkeys - I Try
Laila Wel Theeb In Iraqi
This is frikin funny!!
في يوم من الأيام قررت ليلى الذهاب إلى جدتها التي تسكن في الغابة المخيفة
فأعطتها أمها سلة وبها بعض من "الدولمه" هدية لها
فوصلت ليلى إلى الغابة وهي تسير بها وتغني فرحه
خاله شكو شنهوالخبر داحجيلي
وكانت الطيور تغني فرحة معها وتقول:
أوووي أوووي
ولكن سرعان ما سمعت ليلى صوت مريب خلف الشجرة المخيفة هناك
فأسرعت هي بدورها لتعرف "شكو ماكو" فأ دهشت ليلى من وجود الذئب الشرير خلف الشجرة
فسألتهُ ببراءة الأطفال وقالت:
عمي الذيب عمي الذيب هاي لوييش عيونك كبار جنك بومه؟
فرد الذئب بارتباك قائلاً:
عمي هسه عوفيني عندي شغل يابه
دهشت ليلى من هذا الرد التحفه
لكن سرعان ما عادت إلى غنائها وغنت أغنية
كِلي يا حلووو امنيين الله جاباك
في هذه الأثناء سمعت ليلى نفس الصوت المريب
فذهبت لترى من هناك
ورأت الذئب مره ثانية
وسألته بشيء من الحذر وقالت:
عمي الذيب عمي الذيب هاي لوييش اذونك إكبار جنها أذون الشيطان؟
فرد الذئب باستياء كبير جداً قائلاً:
وِلِج هــاي غـير طرقاعه هااااي.. عمو عوفني هسه وُلِج اشبيييج إنتي؟؟
عادت ليلى إلى الغناء وهي مكسورة الخاطر ولكن عاد الصوت ليزعج ليلى فهرولت خلف الشجرة
ثم سألت الذئب بشيء من الخُبث هذه المرة وقالت:
عمي الذيب عمي الذيب هاي لوييش حلكَكْ اجبير جنه حلك هدى حسين؟؟
فرد الذئب غاضِباً يائساً:
وِلِج نعنه على النعنه من على النعنه
هاي الواحد يعني مايُعْرُفْ يبول ابهاي الغابه!!!؟؟
في يوم من الأيام قررت ليلى الذهاب إلى جدتها التي تسكن في الغابة المخيفة
فأعطتها أمها سلة وبها بعض من "الدولمه" هدية لها
فوصلت ليلى إلى الغابة وهي تسير بها وتغني فرحه
خاله شكو شنهوالخبر داحجيلي
وكانت الطيور تغني فرحة معها وتقول:
أوووي أوووي
ولكن سرعان ما سمعت ليلى صوت مريب خلف الشجرة المخيفة هناك
فأسرعت هي بدورها لتعرف "شكو ماكو" فأ دهشت ليلى من وجود الذئب الشرير خلف الشجرة
فسألتهُ ببراءة الأطفال وقالت:
عمي الذيب عمي الذيب هاي لوييش عيونك كبار جنك بومه؟
فرد الذئب بارتباك قائلاً:
عمي هسه عوفيني عندي شغل يابه
دهشت ليلى من هذا الرد التحفه
لكن سرعان ما عادت إلى غنائها وغنت أغنية
كِلي يا حلووو امنيين الله جاباك
في هذه الأثناء سمعت ليلى نفس الصوت المريب
فذهبت لترى من هناك
ورأت الذئب مره ثانية
وسألته بشيء من الحذر وقالت:
عمي الذيب عمي الذيب هاي لوييش اذونك إكبار جنها أذون الشيطان؟
فرد الذئب باستياء كبير جداً قائلاً:
وِلِج هــاي غـير طرقاعه هااااي.. عمو عوفني هسه وُلِج اشبيييج إنتي؟؟
عادت ليلى إلى الغناء وهي مكسورة الخاطر ولكن عاد الصوت ليزعج ليلى فهرولت خلف الشجرة
ثم سألت الذئب بشيء من الخُبث هذه المرة وقالت:
عمي الذيب عمي الذيب هاي لوييش حلكَكْ اجبير جنه حلك هدى حسين؟؟
فرد الذئب غاضِباً يائساً:
وِلِج نعنه على النعنه من على النعنه
هاي الواحد يعني مايُعْرُفْ يبول ابهاي الغابه!!!؟؟
Thursday, March 12, 2009
It Hurts...
well, she called me and she said "it hurts salman... it hurts"
maya... of course it does!
if it didn't... then you're not alive...
maya... of course it does!
if it didn't... then you're not alive...
The worst enemy.
Fighting the worst enemy ever
Is like a battle with no glory
A punishment will last forever
Is what all about my story
My loudest scream
My darkest cloud
So freaking extreme
So chaotically loud
Breaking my inner mirrors
Exploding my mind
My soul... the wasted hours
The one you will not find
My hysteria my obsession
To cry and hide alone
My weakness my confession
To seek my own clone
My vendetta my crazy head
My emptiness my biggest mistake
My taste... the taste of dead
My continuous headache
Hearing voices in my head
Speaking so fast
Turning my brown eyes to red
Seeing faces from my past
When will it end?
When will I finally fall
Watching you as I intend
To celebrate losing it all
Losing my mind... my sight
Losing my only trusted guide
I don't want to stop and fight
Tired of running.. where can I hide?
From the one dragging me to the depth
All I can see is pitch-black
Buzzing my busy head about death
God... my savior bring me back
To fight my own self the worst enemy
Inside my room of thousand mirrors
Be my only guide... watch over me
To defeat myself, the code of million errors.
Is like a battle with no glory
A punishment will last forever
Is what all about my story
My loudest scream
My darkest cloud
So freaking extreme
So chaotically loud
Breaking my inner mirrors
Exploding my mind
My soul... the wasted hours
The one you will not find
My hysteria my obsession
To cry and hide alone
My weakness my confession
To seek my own clone
My vendetta my crazy head
My emptiness my biggest mistake
My taste... the taste of dead
My continuous headache
Hearing voices in my head
Speaking so fast
Turning my brown eyes to red
Seeing faces from my past
When will it end?
When will I finally fall
Watching you as I intend
To celebrate losing it all
Losing my mind... my sight
Losing my only trusted guide
I don't want to stop and fight
Tired of running.. where can I hide?
From the one dragging me to the depth
All I can see is pitch-black
Buzzing my busy head about death
God... my savior bring me back
To fight my own self the worst enemy
Inside my room of thousand mirrors
Be my only guide... watch over me
To defeat myself, the code of million errors.
By Vincent Valentine, 13/1/09, 5:00pm.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
3rd Digree
i hate to be interrogated, questioned or put in a yellow questions spotlight...
i hate jelousy, i hate being called a liar - even though i do lie - and i hate it when i am in a relationship and these things pop up!
the problem is i don't interrogate, question or get jelous, i don't use big words, no wait, i don't use big names, coz i tend to flash a big word here or there just to keep my mind ready when they are needed!
i dont get it, i mean if i dont interrogate you... if you dont piss all over what ever you do and ask for the roots, meanining and origin of every fucking thing you do... why do do that to me?
personally i think people who say its because of "love" and i "love" you thats why i do that.. are full of crap!
absolute crap u hear me!
love doesnt get you a digree in terorist investigations!
questions questions questions!
some people just don't know when to stop!
this is fucked up!
and when you answer them and the truth doesnt fit to their diminitive minds!!!
omg! ur screwed!
the thing is, some people dont know that the truth isnt the best answer, that the truth could sometimes feel as if it's a lie, that the truth is very simple, that the truth is fucking innocent!
too many questions don't do well with me, i hate it, it just makes me insane!
especially when i am leaving everyone be!
i hate jelousy, i hate being called a liar - even though i do lie - and i hate it when i am in a relationship and these things pop up!
the problem is i don't interrogate, question or get jelous, i don't use big words, no wait, i don't use big names, coz i tend to flash a big word here or there just to keep my mind ready when they are needed!
i dont get it, i mean if i dont interrogate you... if you dont piss all over what ever you do and ask for the roots, meanining and origin of every fucking thing you do... why do do that to me?
personally i think people who say its because of "love" and i "love" you thats why i do that.. are full of crap!
absolute crap u hear me!
love doesnt get you a digree in terorist investigations!
questions questions questions!
some people just don't know when to stop!
this is fucked up!
and when you answer them and the truth doesnt fit to their diminitive minds!!!
omg! ur screwed!
the thing is, some people dont know that the truth isnt the best answer, that the truth could sometimes feel as if it's a lie, that the truth is very simple, that the truth is fucking innocent!
too many questions don't do well with me, i hate it, it just makes me insane!
especially when i am leaving everyone be!
My imagination.
Within my imagination...
I like to live...
Every possible generation;
I am the Jackal of my jungles
I am the Admiral of my seas
A cursed Pharaoh of my pyramids
Guardian to the queen of bees
I am a Magician of my village
Sometimes a Monk or idolater Pagan
Yesterday a Ninja, today a Samurai
Tomorrow a Chieftain to my clan
I am the Matador of my nation
Imperial Emperor of my empire
Strong Crusader of my stronghold
A professional Assassin under hire
I am the Deity of my heathens
A living Faun of my wood
I am the Creature of my swamp
Talented arrow of Robin hood
I am the Pirate of my ship
Enraged Gladiator of my arena
I am the tomahawk of Indians
Almighty Zeus the father of Athena
I am the Dracula of my castle
Legendary Phoenix of my Heaven
I am the Lion of my forest
The bravest Dwarf between the seven
I lived being a sand Scorpio
I tasted the water of Aquarius
I am every sign in the zodiac
I exist being a wise Sagittarius
I am the hidden valley of my Aztecs
The colossal Mammoth of my ice-age
The supreme power of every Goddess
I am a dying prisoner of every cage
I am the phalanx of my Greek
The toughness within every stone
I am the phantom of bad omen
A Prince dwelling my royal throne
I am a fairy Elf of my folklore
A King of my underground kingdom
I am Odin of my ancient Norse
Known as God of poetry and wisdom
I am a dreamer of every century
A Teutonic knight of my frozen lake
Defending my knowledge against dragons
And everything is gone when I am awake
I live every history station...
And all of that...
Within my imagination.
By Vincent Valentine : 7/1/2009 1:40pm
I like to live...
Every possible generation;
I am the Jackal of my jungles
I am the Admiral of my seas
A cursed Pharaoh of my pyramids
Guardian to the queen of bees
I am a Magician of my village
Sometimes a Monk or idolater Pagan
Yesterday a Ninja, today a Samurai
Tomorrow a Chieftain to my clan
I am the Matador of my nation
Imperial Emperor of my empire
Strong Crusader of my stronghold
A professional Assassin under hire
I am the Deity of my heathens
A living Faun of my wood
I am the Creature of my swamp
Talented arrow of Robin hood
I am the Pirate of my ship
Enraged Gladiator of my arena
I am the tomahawk of Indians
Almighty Zeus the father of Athena
I am the Dracula of my castle
Legendary Phoenix of my Heaven
I am the Lion of my forest
The bravest Dwarf between the seven
I lived being a sand Scorpio
I tasted the water of Aquarius
I am every sign in the zodiac
I exist being a wise Sagittarius
I am the hidden valley of my Aztecs
The colossal Mammoth of my ice-age
The supreme power of every Goddess
I am a dying prisoner of every cage
I am the phalanx of my Greek
The toughness within every stone
I am the phantom of bad omen
A Prince dwelling my royal throne
I am a fairy Elf of my folklore
A King of my underground kingdom
I am Odin of my ancient Norse
Known as God of poetry and wisdom
I am a dreamer of every century
A Teutonic knight of my frozen lake
Defending my knowledge against dragons
And everything is gone when I am awake
I live every history station...
And all of that...
Within my imagination.
By Vincent Valentine : 7/1/2009 1:40pm
Monday, March 09, 2009
what is that?
A father and son sitting on a bench in a park...
one of the best video's i've seen in my life...
Saturday, March 07, 2009
Random Thought
Fuck people!
i'll tell you what happened later, but seriously, people are fucked up!
messed up, tottaly mental!
gonna talk sex, relationships, life and things circa this topics...
telling allof of things and admeting to allot of thinsg..
oh and people who wanted to ask about paraphilia, email me coz i didnt know what you really wanted!
i'll tell you what happened later, but seriously, people are fucked up!
messed up, tottaly mental!
gonna talk sex, relationships, life and things circa this topics...
telling allof of things and admeting to allot of thinsg..
oh and people who wanted to ask about paraphilia, email me coz i didnt know what you really wanted!
Thursday, March 05, 2009
Tistahil El-7izin Walbis 3laik Aswad
This is an iraqi mawwal, personally i like all forms of music, and i liked this one in perticular because it means something to me...
the transelation goes like that:
you deserve greef and the wearing of black...
and you deserve as much tears on the cheek as one could...
tears and pain in the chest...
its a fire that'll never get cold
Now it's copyright free, coz its folklor, so go ahead and give it a listen...
Tistahil El-7izin Walbis 3laik Aswad
the transelation goes like that:
you deserve greef and the wearing of black...
and you deserve as much tears on the cheek as one could...
tears and pain in the chest...
its a fire that'll never get cold
Now it's copyright free, coz its folklor, so go ahead and give it a listen...
Tistahil El-7izin Walbis 3laik Aswad
Tuesday, March 03, 2009
Lily Allen - B-sides, Covers, Lives & Rareties
Lil's B-sides, Covers & Lives, Her amazing songs featured here, on this file, i think lily wouldn't mind sisnce she had her music all over myspace, the lives were hard to get but i got them, make sure to support Lily and Buy here Album...
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Prison Break ;p~
A man escapes from prison where he has been for 15 years. He breaks into a house to look for money and guns and finds a young couple in bed.
He orders the guy out of bed and ties him to a chair, while tying the girl to the bed he gets on top of her, kisses her neck, then gets up and goes into the bathroom. While he's in there, the husband tells his wife:
"Listen, this guy's an escaped convict, look at his clothes! He probably spent lots of time in jail and hasn't seen a woman in years. I saw how he kissed your neck." If he wants sex, don't resist, don't complain, do whatever he tells you. Satisfy him no matter how much he nauseates you.
This guy is probably very dangerous. If he gets angry, he'll kill us. Be strong, honey. I love you."
To which his wife responds: "He wasn't kissing my neck. He wwas whispering in my ear. He told me he was gay, thought you were cute, and asked me if we had any vaseline. I told him it was in the bathroom. Be strong honey. I love you too!!"
He orders the guy out of bed and ties him to a chair, while tying the girl to the bed he gets on top of her, kisses her neck, then gets up and goes into the bathroom. While he's in there, the husband tells his wife:
"Listen, this guy's an escaped convict, look at his clothes! He probably spent lots of time in jail and hasn't seen a woman in years. I saw how he kissed your neck." If he wants sex, don't resist, don't complain, do whatever he tells you. Satisfy him no matter how much he nauseates you.
This guy is probably very dangerous. If he gets angry, he'll kill us. Be strong, honey. I love you."
To which his wife responds: "He wasn't kissing my neck. He wwas whispering in my ear. He told me he was gay, thought you were cute, and asked me if we had any vaseline. I told him it was in the bathroom. Be strong honey. I love you too!!"
Anatomy Class Fun!
Well, just coz we're studying anatomy that doesnt mean we cant have any fun!
you know, the first time i knew that human skuls, real human skuls are sold on an open market i couldnt beleive it, but...
they look sooooo hot with their ray ban sha
des!
you know, the first time i knew that human skuls, real human skuls are sold on an open market i couldnt beleive it, but...
they look sooooo hot with their ray ban sha
des!
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Coupla Luaghs!
A couple of funny video's i liked that were sent by a friend or i found on youtube...
Jessica And Hunter - Breakfast
MAD tv - Bon Qui Qui at King Burger
Beyonce/Bunifa Parody
Mad Hoooters!!!!
Jessica And Hunter - Breakfast
MAD tv - Bon Qui Qui at King Burger
Beyonce/Bunifa Parody
Mad Hoooters!!!!
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
What Would People Say?
you know, i rarely share family events with anyone, but this time i would like to share something with you guys, its not a family matter Per say! but still, i thought it was funny and ironic!as you know i have a saying... "Fuck People", i never really cared what people say, do, put their nose in and judge...i never really cared about anything they said about me, because i know myslef, i'm alive and god knows i'mma kick and scream 'till i have no soul left if anyone tries to tell me how to live and how to lead my life... - don't get me wrong though CREATIVE critisism is welcomed... - personally, it's my fucking life and heck!!! you have yours can't i have mine?
so, not to go further away from the subject, i was invited to go to lebanon the other day by a very... VERY close friend of mine, with an all expence paid offer i couldn't really say no... could i?i mean liban! citi la-mour! well... the arabic city la frikin mour!
weither you're in love or not, it's simply tempting to go there, eat fatoush and man'oosheee, smoke argeeelii, enjoy the accent and the beautiful sweet attractive way of life they lead, so i packed my bags, and got ready to leave!of course, being the tre-gentile man that i am, politly i wanted to inform my parents that i am going, you know just because i am 19 that doesnt mean i can pack my LV's and leave, i live under "someone else's" roof, and that "Someone else" has to be inform just incase the plan goes up in flames and it falls down with me screaming my lungs out then crashing on the ground... that someone else simply has to know because i might survive that crash and god knows my diet is strict, i mean do you know how many calories a human ass is? i mean how many hours of working out do i need to transform that into muscle?
you get the drift right?
any way, i called that someone else, and i told them "daddy dearest... i would like to go to lebanon, i was invited, i have no classes now, and i begin two weeks from today.."i expected the happy tone, you know? your son - i feel so werid stating that! - is loved enough to be invited somewhere across the boarders, regardless of what i though, i got a plain cold no, with the weirdest rejection line..."what would people say?"
Escozza moi? - i know the spelling is fucked up but thats what was going in my mind -what would people say? you are telling me no because what would people say?
i asked him... "WHAT... would people say?"
he said " he is studying abroad, and he travels to have fun", so what!!
i mean seriously, when you're frikin' fuckin' 19 you oughtta have fun!if you didn't ... time will pass and you will find yourself 91 with 8 cats in love with a woman who turns out to be a shemale that has size E tits and eats everything in a pornographic way!
now, i am gonna play this well... i will guilt the parent, and i know somehow it doesnt have to do with what i'm gonna ask still... i had to ask... generally i mean..does anyone really, REALLY REALLY beleive in "fuck people"?
is there anyone who... REALLY REALLY doesnt care?
so, not to go further away from the subject, i was invited to go to lebanon the other day by a very... VERY close friend of mine, with an all expence paid offer i couldn't really say no... could i?i mean liban! citi la-mour! well... the arabic city la frikin mour!
weither you're in love or not, it's simply tempting to go there, eat fatoush and man'oosheee, smoke argeeelii, enjoy the accent and the beautiful sweet attractive way of life they lead, so i packed my bags, and got ready to leave!of course, being the tre-gentile man that i am, politly i wanted to inform my parents that i am going, you know just because i am 19 that doesnt mean i can pack my LV's and leave, i live under "someone else's" roof, and that "Someone else" has to be inform just incase the plan goes up in flames and it falls down with me screaming my lungs out then crashing on the ground... that someone else simply has to know because i might survive that crash and god knows my diet is strict, i mean do you know how many calories a human ass is? i mean how many hours of working out do i need to transform that into muscle?
you get the drift right?
any way, i called that someone else, and i told them "daddy dearest... i would like to go to lebanon, i was invited, i have no classes now, and i begin two weeks from today.."i expected the happy tone, you know? your son - i feel so werid stating that! - is loved enough to be invited somewhere across the boarders, regardless of what i though, i got a plain cold no, with the weirdest rejection line..."what would people say?"
Escozza moi? - i know the spelling is fucked up but thats what was going in my mind -what would people say? you are telling me no because what would people say?
i asked him... "WHAT... would people say?"
he said " he is studying abroad, and he travels to have fun", so what!!
i mean seriously, when you're frikin' fuckin' 19 you oughtta have fun!if you didn't ... time will pass and you will find yourself 91 with 8 cats in love with a woman who turns out to be a shemale that has size E tits and eats everything in a pornographic way!
now, i am gonna play this well... i will guilt the parent, and i know somehow it doesnt have to do with what i'm gonna ask still... i had to ask... generally i mean..does anyone really, REALLY REALLY beleive in "fuck people"?
is there anyone who... REALLY REALLY doesnt care?
Monday, February 16, 2009
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Crying Sorority Girl
This is so fucing funny!
a friend sent it to mevia msn, lemme just post the info from the main video:
Girl sobs in a car about setting off the fire alarm while her friend tries to control her own laughter.
One of the funniest things I've seen in a long time!
"So many people do bad things, and I didn't mean to"
"Maybe I'll just sweep... I'LL SWEEP THE FLOOR!!"
"I just wanted to make it snow!"
**Back Story**
Apparently, she wanted to make the hallway appear that it had snow in it, so she decided to use a fire extinguisher (this is something that her dad has successfully done in the past). Instead of there just being a "little poof", the entire hallway filled with chemicals that caused the fire alarm to go off in the middle of the night during finals week.
Now this is her in the car upset that everyone at Alpha Chi (the sorority she wants to be in and presumably those who live where the fire alarm went off) hates her. She explains how she isn't a bad person and it was just an accident.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
A Big Small Town
you know what i hate?
o.k, wait that was a very difficult question concidering my racist background... J/K!
i hate it when a certain type of news, lets say a deeply embaressing one... like ur pants falling off somewhere in a public place, or you farting on a date, or even you having himroids spreads so fast, even through out the trouble you go through to hide it!
kuwait is a small country, and since the world is a.. relativly small village... kuwait is a teeny tiny condo in that village!
even though nothing like the himroids or the farting story happened to me - actually much worse happened that its a surprise that i can go out of the house! - but i just hate it when you want something off the radar, but others do their best to show it, it is just sooo.... UNSEEMLY!
people just bekcer and chitter chatter in other people's buisness, and when you do it and talk about their effin business, OH DEAR LORD OF SKANKS AND WHORES! are u a frickin' case of inssensitivity and cruelness!
you see i don't get it, people chew people like gum!
they keep on chewing them until their flavour fades away, they through it in the trash can and they look around for a new flavour!
i wonder why is it our favourite hobby? i do it too by the way, i talk in people's buisness, i'm not perfect! - even though i always act like it :Pp~ or even fake it -
everything about every one is known by anyone who's anyone in kuwait...
i just wish if there is a button you push...
and all the news regarding you gets erased, just like you erase cache files or cookies!
hmmm, i think i better start with myself right?
o.k then here you go, i promise i will keep my nose out of people's shit... and lets see what happenes... deal?
o.k, wait that was a very difficult question concidering my racist background... J/K!
i hate it when a certain type of news, lets say a deeply embaressing one... like ur pants falling off somewhere in a public place, or you farting on a date, or even you having himroids spreads so fast, even through out the trouble you go through to hide it!
kuwait is a small country, and since the world is a.. relativly small village... kuwait is a teeny tiny condo in that village!
even though nothing like the himroids or the farting story happened to me - actually much worse happened that its a surprise that i can go out of the house! - but i just hate it when you want something off the radar, but others do their best to show it, it is just sooo.... UNSEEMLY!
people just bekcer and chitter chatter in other people's buisness, and when you do it and talk about their effin business, OH DEAR LORD OF SKANKS AND WHORES! are u a frickin' case of inssensitivity and cruelness!
you see i don't get it, people chew people like gum!
they keep on chewing them until their flavour fades away, they through it in the trash can and they look around for a new flavour!
i wonder why is it our favourite hobby? i do it too by the way, i talk in people's buisness, i'm not perfect! - even though i always act like it :Pp~ or even fake it -
everything about every one is known by anyone who's anyone in kuwait...
i just wish if there is a button you push...
and all the news regarding you gets erased, just like you erase cache files or cookies!
hmmm, i think i better start with myself right?
o.k then here you go, i promise i will keep my nose out of people's shit... and lets see what happenes... deal?
Monday, January 05, 2009
Lost of purity.
back in days when I was a child
I used to have many virtuous dreams
abnormal purity can break through
my spirit and my childhood screams
screams of my excitement to life
can over judge the Hell to freeze
stepped in the door of life gently
with good manners and a smile breeze
like a newly hatched butterfly
in the innocent stage as a larva
ready to face the life obstacles
and walk on the surface of lava
without knowing the incoming evil
and what you are capable to do
you have the power to corrupt me
and the skills to make me love you
to take a complete control of me
and absorb my innocence quality
by your ritual of romantic love
and the chance to toxin my purity
as you exhibit to me your body
I shall submit to your horizon
yielding to drink me a medicine
unaware you will spit me poison
unaware you will vanquish my dreams
and blackout my mind with pleasure
invading every venerated area in me
then bury me a forbidden treasure
if I could I would swap my soul
with a brainless innocent bird
I'd like to be flying in freedom
instead of being buried and scared
I'd like to meet my queen of dreams
to purify me again from the inside
I am finding it incredibly hard
living my reality with wounded pride.
Written date and time: 6/1/09 8:00am
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Sick thoughts.
Everything seem to be fair
Beside one thing only ...
I didn't choose to be alive ...
Whats so funny being lonely
Yes, I am thankful to God ...
My life is good and all ...
But what if I never existed
Wouldn't it be a better call?
I wouldn't be hanged by hope
Repeating the word soon
I wouldn't cry from inside
Whenever I look at the moon
I wouldn't have to hug my pillow
With tearing eyes and broken soul
I wouldn't be feeling so depressed
Whenever I rise then suddenly fall
I wouldn't have all this sick thoughts
I wouldn't run from myself so far away
I wouldn't see my future as a mystery
I wouldn't worry about the judgement day
I wouldn't have all this feelings...
In such a disgusting mechanical life
I wouldn't know the meaning of cruelty
I wouldn't be living in my own strife
I wouldn't fall in love with you
I wouldn't even have the ability to feel
I wouldn't have to see your beautiful face
In such a place so fake to be real
I wouldn't end up being who I am
An ill bird flying over a lightning storm
Such an expert seducer you are
Lucifer himself in a human form
You know when and how to bring me alive
From my disillusioned illogical death
But would you have a reason to bring me alive
When you already cursed me by giving me breath
By giving me a reason to become a reason
Of whom I am between hate and fear
By giving me a question to become a question
Of where I am between why and here
I am stuck inside your eyes
Cry me out ...!
I am choked in my anger
Someone release my shout ...!
By Vincent Valentine: 30/12/08, 4:40pm.
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