01 minute, 03 seconds..

July 13, 2009

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It’s so easy when you’re living within the same four walls to pass the day, week, month as strangers, with no contact whatsoever.

Imagine how much easier it is when they’re 2876 miles away

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N.B -  Bitterness and Resentment also helps.

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Have A Good Day/Evening


Conversations #10, 11 & 12

July 6, 2009

10

4am, Living Room

F: heeey..?

Bro: mhmm?

F: you know that…you know that thingy ma jig?

Bro: yeaaaah that one..what about it?

F: does it reaally -wait!

Bro: hmm?

F: I HAVENT EVEN TOLD YOU WHAT IT IS YET..!!

Bro: LOOOOOOOOOOOOL

*both burst into uncontrollable laughter-the tears streaming down your face kind of laughter*

F: aaahhhhh

Bro: F, do you think its time to go to sleep?

F: laaa2..mo na3sana!

Bro: have you seen the state of you?? youve got bloodshot eyes and you cant even keep them open..go sleep

F: No!! Im watching this!! Its important!!

[was watching The Apprentice re-run...no, not even this years season- at least that would make a somewhat good argument... it was the one that aired 3/4years ago.  ]

Bro: uhuh

F: its not like youre any better so you cant speak!

*half an hour later- programme ends*

Bro: Oh maaan..im really gonna miss that show!

F: I know..sad times..

Bro: What are we gonna do now =(

*both look very very depressed about that fact until we see each others faces and simultaneously start laughing again*

Bro: we’re crackheads..yalla gooomy lets sleep.

F: yalla

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6.30am, F’s Bedroom

The fone rings

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me= Light Sleeper

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Fone= Under Pillow—-> I Answer the call.

F: mmmmmmmmm

M: FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF

F: aaahh…too early..too loud!

M: Goooooomayy, we’re going out for breakfast.

F: *whispering*..whoooo.. is…. this…?

M: Your favourite cousin whose come to visit you in London and wants you to take him out..now get up, get dressedd and i’ll meet you outside in 20.

F: M??

M: halla wallahh

F: ARE YOU CRAZY?

M: Nopee

F: eughhh…leave me alooooone, im tiredd.

M: YALLA! Up up upp!

F: How comes I’m your victimm? Go call my brotherrr..im sure he’ll be more than happy to take you out!

M: Cuz I havent seen you properlyy since the airport..we need some one to one time!

F: one on whaa? I’ve been sleeping for less than an hourr dude….have mercy..

M: Yeaah..Goood stuff… 1 hour is more than enoughh…Power naps are the best! woohoo!

F: MN SIJIK ENT? AY POWER NAP AY BA6EEKH?? yam3awad ga3d agoolk ive been sleeping for ONE HOUR. ONE HOUR 7amoood! ONE HOUUUURR!

M: e7em..someones moodyy elyom.

F: aaakhhh  . so tiredd :(

M: efff..khalas khalas..go back to sleep!! il call you in 2hours time?

F: go to sleep?? after whattt..im already fully awake now! =/ i wont be able to go back to sleep until a couple more hours :( ur evil you know that!

M: :D thats good! then we can go out now!

F: But–

M: Remember..20minutes, bye!!

*hangs up the fone in my face*

ARGHHHHH!

12

*walking down X street after breakfast and a beautiful dose of coffee to wake me up*…

M: Stop looking down at your watch every five seconds!! If you want  to leave..and my company is THAT un-entertaining..then go ahead and leave!

F: *blushes* noooo..dude..im sorry i didnt realise i was doing it..subconcious thing..forgive me?

M: MMMHMM

F: but erm..you knowww…the games on..and..and…well..you know me…its WIMBLEDON FINAL!! i cant miss it =/

M:MMHMM

F: you can come and watch it with us…?

M: MHMM

F: pshht! fine..if ur not gonna talk to me then I AM gonna go! You woke me up for this?!

M: no no no…wait..dont go =$

F: pleaaase? *puppy face*

M: just a couple more minss? =( *bigger pupper face* I havent had enough of you!

F: ahh..but…uhh…(tries to think of a reply to that)

M: Now i heard a crying man is half a man with no sense of prideee

F: *stares unbelieving as M starts singing in the middle of the street*

M: But if i have to crryyy to keep you , I dont mind weeping if it’ll keep you by myy sideee

F: *still speechless*

M: Aint too proud to beggg, sweeet daaarlin , plee-heaaase [HIGH NOTE!!]  dont leave me girlll…dont you go

F: * jaw = wide open*

M: OOOhhh yeaaaahh [gets into it] AAAAINT TOOO PROUDDD TO PLEE–HEADDD [HIGH NOTE AGAIN!!] OOH BABYY BABBYYY

F: 7amood..SHURUP!!!

M: AHAHAH NO!  I CAN KEEP GOING TILL FOREVER…IM WARNING YOU!!

F: 7AMOOD!

M: ...please dont leaaaave me, girlll DONT YOU GO ooohhh oooohh oooooooohhh..[clicks his fingers while doing the carlton dance..for those of you who dont know it..WHAT KINDA DISTURBED CHILDHOOD DID YOU HAVE???]

F: The CARLTON DANCE!! ARE YOU FOREAL?

M: Yuuup, I’LL EVEN START DOING THE MOONWALK RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW!

F: YOU WOULDNT DARE!

M: WATCH ME!

F: [Thinking: MUST TAKE ACTION!]

IIII GOT SUNSHINEE…

M: [STOPS IN HIS TRACKS MID SINGING]

F: ON A CLOUU-UDY DAY

M: shitt, what have i started!  F, TKFAIN  PLEASE DONT YALA I GIVE UP…NOW STOP PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!

F: [ sings louder ] WHEN ITS COLD OUTSIDEE, well its not- its fuckinn hottt, but IF IT WASS COLD OUTSIDEEEEEEEEE…IVE GOT THE MONTH OF MAAAAY

M: [buries his head in his hands]

F:  WEEEEEEEEEELL I GUESS YOU CAN SAYYY , WHAT CAN MAKE ME FEEL THIS WAAYY [pause]

M: [looks up] ahh thank god..ur done!

F : MYYY GUYYY…

M: Please?

F: TALKIN BOUT MYY GUYYY

M: Pleaaase?

F: Say it!

M: What, what?

F: YOU KNOW WHAT!!

M: [whispers ] you….win?

F: AND..???

M: [whispers] im…so-rry

F: AAAAAAAAAAAAAND???

M: [even quieter] im an idiot?

F: HUH? CANT HEAAR YOU!!

M: IM AN IDIOT!!

F: Muahahahahaah! Yup, Yup you are :D

M: Now get lost!!

F: NA3AM?

M: I mean..sorryy…you can go now!

F: Lovee youuuuuuuuuuuuu …but love the game more! :P *blows air kisses* byee cuz !

Conclusions:

1) I hate all hyper-morning people!  Amaaa..el Hyper Night people..me loves ♥♥♥ :D

2) Over dosing on 3 Cups of Coffee, 4 Ice creams, A jumbo pack of Skittles and a bag of marshmallows…Not a good idea at 4am!

3) The Temptations kick ass!

4) I hate Federer.

5) People who havent heard of/ dont like Fresh Prince..arent HUMAN!!

A LIL BITTA CULTURE INTO YO LIVES:


On Deja Vu, First Impressions & The Infestation Of Arabs in London

July 3, 2009

* Losing My Memory ;p

Sitting in the shade, a beautiful breeze coming through, lying on the green green grass with a glass of pink lemonade in my hand. With a satisfied sigh, I open my book.

I read the first page thinking ‘hmm this sounds very familiar…’

I read the next few pages…’wait, have I read this book BEFORE??’

*TEN MINS LATER*

I scan the whole book and find out..yep…I’ve read it already! Bad times…when you reach the stage that youve read so many you forget which you have and haven’t..bad times…

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* F, the Walking Talking Case Study of Symptoms

You know you’re a med student when you start listing all your symptoms together and link them to X illness that you’ve studied earlier on in the year.

Turns out I was spot on.

(to the displeasure of my GP who was made to feel useless..)

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* Advice to self:

Don’t go to a social gathering on 4hours sleep, feeling and looking crap. Oh and on top of that; knowing  No  one there. It’s not exactly rocket science that you will leave feeling even worse and having not talked to anyone properly.

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* The Million Dollar Question:

WHY..WHY on earth would arabs want to come to london in summer time???

-if its for the beaaaaaaaautiful (aka disgusting) heat..then you have that back home.

-if its for the greaaat social scene (aka other arabs) then…you also have that back at home.

-if its for “Edgware Road” ..no comment =/

Somebody please help me understand…cuz all it seems like theyve come to do is to check out/hit on other arabs who are also on holiday.

London has been taken over by khalijis.

Correction: London has been taken over by pervy, old khalijis.

Lets not even mention the other tourists that make driving/walking around London almost impossible…

Damnnn I wanna get out of here ASAP , but a certain mean cousin is making me stay  :(

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So any answers? There’s a million dollars at stake y’aall..


30th June: On Peace And Sovereignty, Iraq

June 30, 2009

In other words:

Chaos, Propaganda and Corruption.

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Well, perhaps shouldn’t get too excited just yet.

Baby steps…Baby steps….

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p.s does anyone know how to fix the spacing on this wordpress theme cuz it’ s Very messed up..appreciated =)


On Realisation and Desensitisation

June 29, 2009

When your promise has become merely a collection of worthless words strung together…

Then Broken, one by one.

When your rationale has lost all sense and meaning..

Defendable, no more.

When all hope in you has withered away..

Lost, Lonely, Forlorn.

This is it.

The moment when you fall off that pedestal

To plummet

- Face first-

Onto the hard cold concrete.


Michael Jackson Dead?

June 25, 2009

Wow

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When Insomnia Strikes..Play Dead Space.

June 23, 2009

Just spent the last 8hours or so playing DeadSpace..the game I discovered here and have been itching to play properly as soon as exams finished…so there I was  in the dark, on my own, playing on a 63 inch screen with surround sound, volume on max..and I can tell you one thing:  HOLY SHITTTTTTTTTT THATS ONE HELL OF A SCARY GAME!!!

I’m not even joking when I say..I’m gonna have nightmares for DAYS and I still havent even finished playing it. Only reason I stopped is cuz my fingers are literally fucked up and I’ve got major cramps in my hands/wrists..actually, typing this is probably not helping that haha

Now that my body has shut down for the night (although its actually morning now)…must get my mind to do the same. Bloodshot eyes isnt a good look ;)

Definitely recommend this game…but dont play it alone in the dark unless youre a psycho like me :P

UPDATE: Finished The Game …Score: 9/10


Today is the day…=D

June 18, 2009

…that I finally decide to come out of my shell!

Today I’m:

*happy

*grateful

*witnessing a Great power

*humble

*realising my lowly position

*strong

*at peace

al hamdulilah ya rab is all i can say…just when i was expecting the worst of the worst, something like ”today” comes along and blows me away. Even though I dont deserve it, not even one little bit, i will accept this gift and will hopefully never forget it as long as I’m on this earth.

=)

I wish you all this happiness…If I could break it into tiny pieces and share it with you all, I would.

Wow…I still cant get over the magnitude of this….I can finally breathe again…

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p.s dont get too attached to this new template..I changed it about 5 times already..gona change it a couple more times till im happy =D


Conversations..#9?

May 6, 2009

As I’m coming out of the dissection room… 

 

*: FFFFFF…Heeeey! Long time!

F: wow yeah..what, 2 months? how’ve you been! Ive missed you, idiot! [punches * on the arm]

[* scrunches up his face in...confusion?]

F: Haha eshfeek?!

*: Huh!

F: I mean..whats wrong?

*: I dunno…you look………different!

F: hehe okaaay? that’s it? :P  but yeah i guess..im more tanned?  i went on holiday over easter.

*: no..noo…

[* still looks confused]

F: hmmm…im waiting..what is it? ;p  hehe

*: AHA! HOOOOOOOOOOOOOLD ON!!!….SINCE WHEN DO YOU WEAR GLASSES??!!!??  [said it as if ive committed the biggest crime on the planet! ;p]

F: hahaha im a med student ;) we ALL wear glasses!

*: But ive never seen them on you before!

F: yupp..god bless contact lenses ;)   I only wear em for dissection! Which ive just come out of…[shoves papers into *'s face] SMELL THE FORMAAAALDEHYDEEE BABAAAYY!

*: ewwwww…allow that! GET AWAAAY FROM ME! NICE SEEING YOU…WE’LL CATCH UP LATER OKAY…WHEN YOU HAVENT JUST BEEN CUTTING DEAD PEOPLE UP! ERR..YEAH BYEE! CIAO! AU REVOIR! [runs away quickly, really freaked out]

F: bahahahaha ur such a girl!! come baaaaaaaaaack! [shouts at him]

*: NO WAAAY, KILLER! [shouts back]

F: DUUDE, HOW CAN I BE A KILLER IF THEYRE ALREADY DEAD

*: DONT CARE…KILLLLL-EEERR

F: bahahahahah WELL AT LEAST IM NOT A GIRLLLLLLL..er..wait a min,that doesnt make sense! [cracks up even more]

 

1 New Message Received- From *: btw i forgot to say…you look very nice in them ;) errr..yeah..bye killer!=$

 

Dont you guys just love that idiot! hehe =) BTW BARCAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ARE THROUGH BABY…Man uuu are going downnnn ..downtownn to chinaatownnn:P


F-U-C-K-E-R-S!

May 5, 2009

YOU FUCKING PIECES OF SHITE!! SHITEEEEEEEEEEE!

CANT YOU EVEN PASS THE FUCKING BALL??????

YOURE TEAMMATES ARE IN  REDDREDDDDDD..YOU COLOUR- BLIND PRICKS..WHY DYU KEEP GIVING THE BALL AWAY!!!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGHHHHH

I CAN FEEL MY BP HIT THE ROOOFF

KHARA 3ALAIKOM ZAIN!!! MU KAFFU!!!

BUNCH OF FAGS…EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU!!!

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