U wont believe what I've been doing. Going to every blog that i know of and giving "eid mubaraks" away like candy in a freaking pinata party, which included some I havent even read before! But hey it was worth it.
............Even if the time now is close to 1 am which means i have close to 3 to 4 hours of sleep before i have to get up and get ready for Eid prayer, and the fact I have to walk home so i can lose a little wieght from eating all that pizza tonight in order for me to fit into my suit which I'll be wearing to that special Eid lunch at Holiday Inn with my friends, which by the way I am hoping to be able to take nice pics of because I'm planning to maybe post a couple here in my blog for all of u strangers to pore over.
Admit it...... I am the King of the run-on sentence.
I have so much work to do........Eid is gonna be only half as fun as it used to be.
Have a great Eid!
Friday, December 29, 2006
Monday, December 25, 2006
Monday, December 18, 2006
Sunday, December 03, 2006
10 more random things which u (probably) didnt know abt me
Well what more can I say. My laziness binge isnt over yet so I might as give u some more pointless stuff about yours truly:
1. For some unknown reason in the past 12 years I have been teaching myself to learn how to read, write and speak english backwards. At least i know can always get a job as a linguist in the UN!
2. I have a strange fascination with obscure languages and civilizations. Did u know that Maltese spoken by the people of the island of Malta in the Mediterannian sea, is the only european language that is based on Arabic?
Or that the people normally called Gypsies in Europe are actually known as Roma and originate from the indian subcontinent. Their language Romany has many shared words with urdu and hindi. They were called gypsies long ago because people in europe mistakenly thought they were from Egypt(hence the name gypsies).
3. When I'm in areas of low temperatures, be it the snowy cityscape of New york in december or in an overly air conditioned room, my fingers tend to become ice cold. Which is about as unremarkable as it gets:p
4. I used to skateboard when I was in Singapore until I was busted by the cops for "disturbing the peace of the neighborhood". Im more into roller-blading now.
5. I have been playing bass guitar for the past 6 years. I literally had to force my parents to give me the cash to buy the guitar.
6. A poem I composed three years ago got a nomination on an international poetry website and I was invited to attend a conference in Philidelphia in Feb 2004. Of course there was no way I could go as I had fucking exams and also my dad would be less than willing to send me to the states just for some poetry conference:(
7. Most people think I'm usually a happy and carefree kind of guy. However underneath my sugar-coated exterior I actually have a very dark and nihilistic personality.
8. I went to The Family Values tour concert in Phoenix, Arizona of August of this year. I met with and got an autographed CD of one of the bands, Walls of Jericho.
9. In the same month I also met the famous 87 year old italian architect Paolo Soleri. Brilliant guy. Too bad he was such an arrogant egotistical asshole:p
10. I have 5 fingers on each hand. Yea I bet u couldnt ever have imagined that one.
Aaaand there u have it. Alrighty then, ill c u later or something(damn i really am getting lazy)
1. For some unknown reason in the past 12 years I have been teaching myself to learn how to read, write and speak english backwards. At least i know can always get a job as a linguist in the UN!
2. I have a strange fascination with obscure languages and civilizations. Did u know that Maltese spoken by the people of the island of Malta in the Mediterannian sea, is the only european language that is based on Arabic?
Or that the people normally called Gypsies in Europe are actually known as Roma and originate from the indian subcontinent. Their language Romany has many shared words with urdu and hindi. They were called gypsies long ago because people in europe mistakenly thought they were from Egypt(hence the name gypsies).
3. When I'm in areas of low temperatures, be it the snowy cityscape of New york in december or in an overly air conditioned room, my fingers tend to become ice cold. Which is about as unremarkable as it gets:p
4. I used to skateboard when I was in Singapore until I was busted by the cops for "disturbing the peace of the neighborhood". Im more into roller-blading now.
5. I have been playing bass guitar for the past 6 years. I literally had to force my parents to give me the cash to buy the guitar.
6. A poem I composed three years ago got a nomination on an international poetry website and I was invited to attend a conference in Philidelphia in Feb 2004. Of course there was no way I could go as I had fucking exams and also my dad would be less than willing to send me to the states just for some poetry conference:(
7. Most people think I'm usually a happy and carefree kind of guy. However underneath my sugar-coated exterior I actually have a very dark and nihilistic personality.
8. I went to The Family Values tour concert in Phoenix, Arizona of August of this year. I met with and got an autographed CD of one of the bands, Walls of Jericho.
9. In the same month I also met the famous 87 year old italian architect Paolo Soleri. Brilliant guy. Too bad he was such an arrogant egotistical asshole:p
10. I have 5 fingers on each hand. Yea I bet u couldnt ever have imagined that one.
Aaaand there u have it. Alrighty then, ill c u later or something(damn i really am getting lazy)
Thursday, November 30, 2006
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
10 random things (u didnt know about me)
Ive been stricken with extreme laziness as of late and the fact that ive been super busy with classwork. Im sure you've all noticed considering that the last time i updated was well over a month ago. Which is why i'm about to treat you to THIS:
1. I'm fascinated by all the different types of information found in dictionaries and encyclopedias. I can actually spend hours and hours with my nose buried in the pages. And no im not a freakin' nerd.
2. I'm an obsessed graffiti artist. Someday I plan to "bomb" (as they say in graffiti terminology) the side of Building 21 which houses our university's administration offices. That should be a nice sight when the Rector comes driving up in the morning.
3. Ive been single for the past 23 years (hint hint)
4. I once nearly drowned in a lake when I was 4 years old. If i did drown I would make sure to pull a Jason Voorhees-esque Friday the 13th scenario on all of you.
5. I have a green belt in tae-kwon-do. And im sure id still get my ass kicked.
6. I almost became a goth when I was 16. With the makeup and the black clothes. U know what i mean.
7. It was also at 16 when I made a failed suicide attempt. What can i say. Cruel world!:p
8. As a kid the first type of music i ever got into was actually trance/disco. Which would eventually be replaced by rock, metal and rap. Thank God. I dunno what people would say if they thought I was still listening to ABBA.
9. I have had mild asthma as a child. And what may also be mild ADD (attention deficiency syndrome). So dont be surprised if one day on the streets u see a wheezing puffing guy drinking coffee, reading the newspaper, walking in and out of stores each at different 2 second intervals.
10. When I was a kid I wanted to grow up be a cartoonist. U should have seen the look on my mom's face.
Anyways this later changed in middle school to me wanting to be a scientist(yea parents finally got to me). In high school however i made the decision that i wanted a career as a medical doctor specializing in psychiatry and psychology. I wanted to check up on people with mental disorders which included myself:p (This was no doubt inspired by watching too many episodes of ER)
Obviously things didnt work out that way (i'll admit i couldnt get into med school) which eventually lead me to study in the field of architecture. And now im getting screwed:p
Anywayz i promise to update later. Until then, Ciao!
1. I'm fascinated by all the different types of information found in dictionaries and encyclopedias. I can actually spend hours and hours with my nose buried in the pages. And no im not a freakin' nerd.
2. I'm an obsessed graffiti artist. Someday I plan to "bomb" (as they say in graffiti terminology) the side of Building 21 which houses our university's administration offices. That should be a nice sight when the Rector comes driving up in the morning.
3. Ive been single for the past 23 years (hint hint)
4. I once nearly drowned in a lake when I was 4 years old. If i did drown I would make sure to pull a Jason Voorhees-esque Friday the 13th scenario on all of you.
5. I have a green belt in tae-kwon-do. And im sure id still get my ass kicked.
6. I almost became a goth when I was 16. With the makeup and the black clothes. U know what i mean.
7. It was also at 16 when I made a failed suicide attempt. What can i say. Cruel world!:p
8. As a kid the first type of music i ever got into was actually trance/disco. Which would eventually be replaced by rock, metal and rap. Thank God. I dunno what people would say if they thought I was still listening to ABBA.
9. I have had mild asthma as a child. And what may also be mild ADD (attention deficiency syndrome). So dont be surprised if one day on the streets u see a wheezing puffing guy drinking coffee, reading the newspaper, walking in and out of stores each at different 2 second intervals.
10. When I was a kid I wanted to grow up be a cartoonist. U should have seen the look on my mom's face.
Anyways this later changed in middle school to me wanting to be a scientist(yea parents finally got to me). In high school however i made the decision that i wanted a career as a medical doctor specializing in psychiatry and psychology. I wanted to check up on people with mental disorders which included myself:p (This was no doubt inspired by watching too many episodes of ER)
Obviously things didnt work out that way (i'll admit i couldnt get into med school) which eventually lead me to study in the field of architecture. And now im getting screwed:p
Anywayz i promise to update later. Until then, Ciao!
Friday, October 13, 2006
Paraskevidekatriaphobia - Friday the 13th!!
Have any of you heard of that term before? Paraskevidekatriaphobia.
Apparently it means "a fear of the day Friday the 13". ha ha ha
These kind of fears, where a person is completely scared of something are called "phobias". Like for example many people are scared of heights. Thats called acrophobia.
This is for all of you who dont know what friday the 13 is all about:
Friday the 13th is considered a "bad luck" day in many countries around the world. According to many people, everything that should not happen, will happen on Friday the 13th.
On Wikipedia it states that:
"Strangely, there is evidence to suggest that Friday the 13th really is actually unlucky. Psychologists have found that some people are especially likely to have accidents or fall ill on Friday the 13th. This has been attributed to such people feeling a heightened state of anxiety on that day. The Stress Management Center and Phobia Institute in Asheville, North Carolina estimates that in the United States alone, $800 or $900 million is lost in business each Friday the 13th because people will not fly or do business they would normally do.
The date is also well-known in the motorcycle (biker) community: since 1981, motorcycle enthusiasts and vendors gather every Friday the 13th in Port Dover, Ontario, Canada. This tradition started on November 13, 1981 by Chris Simons as a gathering of approximately 25 friends. The event has grown substantially, with an estimated 100,000 people attending in August 2004, as well as music bands, vendors, a bike show, etc.
In the Spanish-speaking world, it is Tuesday the 13th (as well as Tuesdays in general) that brings bad luck; a proverb runs En martes, ni te cases ni te embarques (on Tuesday, neither get married nor start a journey)."
Interesting eh?
Anyways here's a list of other phobias u might find interesting:
Top 5 phobias
Fear of snakes (ophidiophobia)
Fear of giving a speech (glossophobia)
Fear of heights (acrophobia)
Fear of rodents (musophobia)
Fear of flying (aviophobia)
Others
Papaphobia—fear of the pope (hah yea right)
Scorodophobia—fear of garlic
Pteronophobia—fear of being tickled with feathers (huh?)
Ranidaphobia—fear of frogs
Philematophobia—fear of kissing (damn that must really suck)
Aulophobia—fear of flutes
Ostraconophobia—fear of shellfish
Graphophobia—fear of handwriting
Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia—fear of long words (seriously)
Blennophobia—fear of slime
Triskaidekaphobia- a phobia of the number thirteen (oh cmon now thats pathetic)
Gerontophobia—fear of old people
Peladophobia—fear of bald people
Geropeladophobia—fear of old, bald people (the best of both worlds!)
Phobophobia—fear of developing a fear (ure on your own on that one pal)
Well there ya go. Hope u have a great Friday the 13th!
Apparently it means "a fear of the day Friday the 13". ha ha ha
These kind of fears, where a person is completely scared of something are called "phobias". Like for example many people are scared of heights. Thats called acrophobia.
This is for all of you who dont know what friday the 13 is all about:
Friday the 13th is considered a "bad luck" day in many countries around the world. According to many people, everything that should not happen, will happen on Friday the 13th.
On Wikipedia it states that:
"Strangely, there is evidence to suggest that Friday the 13th really is actually unlucky. Psychologists have found that some people are especially likely to have accidents or fall ill on Friday the 13th. This has been attributed to such people feeling a heightened state of anxiety on that day. The Stress Management Center and Phobia Institute in Asheville, North Carolina estimates that in the United States alone, $800 or $900 million is lost in business each Friday the 13th because people will not fly or do business they would normally do.
The date is also well-known in the motorcycle (biker) community: since 1981, motorcycle enthusiasts and vendors gather every Friday the 13th in Port Dover, Ontario, Canada. This tradition started on November 13, 1981 by Chris Simons as a gathering of approximately 25 friends. The event has grown substantially, with an estimated 100,000 people attending in August 2004, as well as music bands, vendors, a bike show, etc.
In the Spanish-speaking world, it is Tuesday the 13th (as well as Tuesdays in general) that brings bad luck; a proverb runs En martes, ni te cases ni te embarques (on Tuesday, neither get married nor start a journey)."
Interesting eh?
Anyways here's a list of other phobias u might find interesting:
Top 5 phobias
Fear of snakes (ophidiophobia)
Fear of giving a speech (glossophobia)
Fear of heights (acrophobia)
Fear of rodents (musophobia)
Fear of flying (aviophobia)
Others
Papaphobia—fear of the pope (hah yea right)
Scorodophobia—fear of garlic
Pteronophobia—fear of being tickled with feathers (huh?)
Ranidaphobia—fear of frogs
Philematophobia—fear of kissing (damn that must really suck)
Aulophobia—fear of flutes
Ostraconophobia—fear of shellfish
Graphophobia—fear of handwriting
Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia—fear of long words (seriously)
Blennophobia—fear of slime
Triskaidekaphobia- a phobia of the number thirteen (oh cmon now thats pathetic)
Gerontophobia—fear of old people
Peladophobia—fear of bald people
Geropeladophobia—fear of old, bald people (the best of both worlds!)
Phobophobia—fear of developing a fear (ure on your own on that one pal)
Well there ya go. Hope u have a great Friday the 13th!
Saturday, October 07, 2006
Big brother
I'm sure all those people who read my blog have brothers and sisters too. And I'm sure there always is some sibling fighting or rivalry of some sort. And I'm sure u always say it was "her fault" or "his fault".
But I'm gonna admit something. Its usually "my fault". Bwahahahahaha
Yes I have siblings too. I'm the eldest of three kids. The other two being my younger brother and sister. Now all of u who are first-born like me understand that we are given the power of greater age and experience over our younger siblings. Which gives us the privelige to mess around with them.
For example, I remember long ago when me and my brother were kids, I decided to tell him his "true origins":
Me: "Hey come here, u wanna know a secret?"
Him: "Ok what is it?"
Me: "You're not really human"
Him: "Huh?"
Me: "Yep. You heard me. You're not a real human like me"
Him: "But if I'm not human than what am I?"
Me: "You're..........................................a horse-mutant"
Him: "Horse-mutant?"
Me: "Thats right. You were born to a horse on this farm. The farmer went into the stable to see the new baby horse, but instead he saw you. You were all mutated and freaky. He got so disgusted that he took you and threw you up as hard as he could. You flew up far into the sky. Then you started falling down down down, until you finally landed in a hospital, and somehow got mistaken for my brother."
Him: "...................................Yeah right"
Me: "Right. I know I'm right"
Him: "Well if thats true then why hasnt mom told me anything about it?"
Me: "Thats 'cuz she doesnt want you to know anything about it. Go ahead and try asking her. She won't tell you"
Him: "Well......if I'm like a horse-mutant then how come I don't look like one"
Me: "Thats because you had plastic surgery"
Him: "Oh. Oh man."
Needless to say that kept him wondering for a couple of years until he grew mature enough to understand that his hands actually do not look like hooves.
Ahh fun years:p
But I'm gonna admit something. Its usually "my fault". Bwahahahahaha
Yes I have siblings too. I'm the eldest of three kids. The other two being my younger brother and sister. Now all of u who are first-born like me understand that we are given the power of greater age and experience over our younger siblings. Which gives us the privelige to mess around with them.
For example, I remember long ago when me and my brother were kids, I decided to tell him his "true origins":
Me: "Hey come here, u wanna know a secret?"
Him: "Ok what is it?"
Me: "You're not really human"
Him: "Huh?"
Me: "Yep. You heard me. You're not a real human like me"
Him: "But if I'm not human than what am I?"
Me: "You're..........................................a horse-mutant"
Him: "Horse-mutant?"
Me: "Thats right. You were born to a horse on this farm. The farmer went into the stable to see the new baby horse, but instead he saw you. You were all mutated and freaky. He got so disgusted that he took you and threw you up as hard as he could. You flew up far into the sky. Then you started falling down down down, until you finally landed in a hospital, and somehow got mistaken for my brother."
Him: "...................................Yeah right"
Me: "Right. I know I'm right"
Him: "Well if thats true then why hasnt mom told me anything about it?"
Me: "Thats 'cuz she doesnt want you to know anything about it. Go ahead and try asking her. She won't tell you"
Him: "Well......if I'm like a horse-mutant then how come I don't look like one"
Me: "Thats because you had plastic surgery"
Him: "Oh. Oh man."
Needless to say that kept him wondering for a couple of years until he grew mature enough to understand that his hands actually do not look like hooves.
Ahh fun years:p
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Ramadan Kareem!
Ahhh tis' the season to get fat on delicious iftar food. And to do some good deeds(for once!)
Monday, September 18, 2006
And so on we trudge
I understand my post about my stay at Arcosanti is long overdue and by this time all you who visit my blog have probably lost all hope of me ever posting about it.
But fear not me scalleywags, because patience is the key to great a many thing, ahhrr! Except of course when it comes to waiting in line at banks, because those scurvey fools have the intellect of boiled seawater slugs (no offence Foof:p).
Besides, Capt. R always keeps his word. Unless thou were to bribe him with Dominoe's pizza. Hardy har har.
Anyways I got back to Saudi shortly after the start of this month and resumed classes last week. So far its been interesting, using the knowledge I gained during my stay in the US to go about designing at a different angle. It was nice to see my old classmates again. However there are times when I wish didnt have to see them.
Like for example an incident that went down last monday afternoon with two of my friends when I was driving them back from lunch at Dhahran mall (I'll call them Abe and Lou for our sake):
Me(driving): So Lou, did u get those contraceptive pills u needed from the pharmacy? *laughs*
Lou(passenger seat): Yea very funny*rolls eyes* I told you they're subscription drugs.
Abe(back seat): I bet condoms are real cheap at that store.
*Me and Lou both laugh*
Lou: Yea knowing you, thats probably the only thing that interests you about a pharmacy.
Me: *grumbles* This traffic is really shitty.
*I notice that Abe has opened one of the car windows*
Me: Hey man, why are you opening the window? I already put the air-con on.
Lou: *sniffs air* Hey do you smell that?
Me: *sniffs* Ugh yea what the hell is that? Smells like....
Abe: *chuckles* whoops
Lou: You farted??! Idiot! *opens his window*
Abe: Yea man I couldnt control it any longer.
Me: I can't believe you just did that in the backseat of my car!
Lou: You seriously need to get your bowels checked.
Me: The smells not going away. Quick! Open the glove compartment. There's an air-freshner spray.
Lou: *Opens glove compartment and fumbles with spray bottle*
Me: Do it already man! For the love of God, DO IT!!
*Lou sprays everywhere especially on Abe sitting in the backseat*
Abe: Wtf man you sprayed some in my eye!
Me: Great, it smells better now. I think you might have overdid it though.
Lou: Yea maybe. Desperate times calls for desperate measures.
Abe: Drive faster man. I need to go crap really badly.
Me: If you crap in my car I'm gonna personally enslave you to Ustaz Hafiz(our university Arabic & Islamiyaa teacher)
Abe: Then you better hurry up!
I'm still considering whether I should burn the backseat of my car just to sterilize it. Maybe boiled seawater slugs might help.
But fear not me scalleywags, because patience is the key to great a many thing, ahhrr! Except of course when it comes to waiting in line at banks, because those scurvey fools have the intellect of boiled seawater slugs (no offence Foof:p).
Besides, Capt. R always keeps his word. Unless thou were to bribe him with Dominoe's pizza. Hardy har har.
Anyways I got back to Saudi shortly after the start of this month and resumed classes last week. So far its been interesting, using the knowledge I gained during my stay in the US to go about designing at a different angle. It was nice to see my old classmates again. However there are times when I wish didnt have to see them.
Like for example an incident that went down last monday afternoon with two of my friends when I was driving them back from lunch at Dhahran mall (I'll call them Abe and Lou for our sake):
Me(driving): So Lou, did u get those contraceptive pills u needed from the pharmacy? *laughs*
Lou(passenger seat): Yea very funny*rolls eyes* I told you they're subscription drugs.
Abe(back seat): I bet condoms are real cheap at that store.
*Me and Lou both laugh*
Lou: Yea knowing you, thats probably the only thing that interests you about a pharmacy.
Me: *grumbles* This traffic is really shitty.
*I notice that Abe has opened one of the car windows*
Me: Hey man, why are you opening the window? I already put the air-con on.
Lou: *sniffs air* Hey do you smell that?
Me: *sniffs* Ugh yea what the hell is that? Smells like....
Abe: *chuckles* whoops
Lou: You farted??! Idiot! *opens his window*
Abe: Yea man I couldnt control it any longer.
Me: I can't believe you just did that in the backseat of my car!
Lou: You seriously need to get your bowels checked.
Me: The smells not going away. Quick! Open the glove compartment. There's an air-freshner spray.
Lou: *Opens glove compartment and fumbles with spray bottle*
Me: Do it already man! For the love of God, DO IT!!
*Lou sprays everywhere especially on Abe sitting in the backseat*
Abe: Wtf man you sprayed some in my eye!
Me: Great, it smells better now. I think you might have overdid it though.
Lou: Yea maybe. Desperate times calls for desperate measures.
Abe: Drive faster man. I need to go crap really badly.
Me: If you crap in my car I'm gonna personally enslave you to Ustaz Hafiz(our university Arabic & Islamiyaa teacher)
Abe: Then you better hurry up!
I'm still considering whether I should burn the backseat of my car just to sterilize it. Maybe boiled seawater slugs might help.
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
When women can be extremely scary
Well it's 7 in the morning and im listening to heavy metal music as I type my latest entry. Besides thinking of the scrambled eggs, toast, croissant and tea which I'm considering to have for breakfast, what else is there for a good man to do?
Read a good blog of course. Something like this for example
I pinched this one off of Natasha's blog. Her description basically sums up wat ure about to read:
>>"Allow me to sum it up: Last month, on advice from her best friend, Emily began writing this blog to vent her frustrations about life in general. However, about a week ago, she discovered her husband was cheating on her- with that same best friend! Now, she is devoting her blog to "14 days of vengeance" and you won't believe the lengths she's gone to.
It's disgusting, but I can't not read it. I'll be interested to hear discussion of it in the comments."<<
enjoy!;)
Read a good blog of course. Something like this for example
I pinched this one off of Natasha's blog. Her description basically sums up wat ure about to read:
>>"Allow me to sum it up: Last month, on advice from her best friend, Emily began writing this blog to vent her frustrations about life in general. However, about a week ago, she discovered her husband was cheating on her- with that same best friend! Now, she is devoting her blog to "14 days of vengeance" and you won't believe the lengths she's gone to.
It's disgusting, but I can't not read it. I'll be interested to hear discussion of it in the comments."<<
enjoy!;)
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
G'day pardner
Anyways I already finished my workshop in Arcosanti (in Arizona) on Friday the 25th. Right now I'm hanging out with my uncle in El Paso, Texas. The bad thing is, the internet connection is completely non-existant in the house for some strange reason, therefore making forcing me to find a different alternative. Which is why I'm in the public library right now, sitting in front of a computer as I type. Of course they have a time limit on how long you can use their computers which is why imtryingtotypedamnfastandkeepingmysentencesbriefandtothepoint. Don't worry I have tons of stories to tell AND pics to back it up (well mostly anyway). Oh did I mention about my trip to the The Family Values Tour concert in Phoenix on Friday the 18th?........hehehe
........Hold up. The saudi customs make a big deal if u bring CD's into the country, right? *peers at shopping bag full of CDs*......ahh shit. P.S. Watch out for the ice cream truck (more on that later) ;) |
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
Ahrrr!
Well its been a week and a half since I got here to the states and I havent posted anything on my blog.
I could have said that I've been extremely busy (which I have) or i could just say I've been extremely lazy. maybe both:p
Well anyways my flight from bahrain took me to frankfurt in germany where I took a connecting flight to new york. It was long and boring except for the part where I had a conversation with the lady sitting next to me. She was a director of some childcare company in North Carolina. She wasnt even that old like around 30 or something. She was also kind of wierd.
Anyways when I reached New york I took a taxi to the Greyhound bus terminal. I got to see downtown Manhattan in all its craziness. Of course it wasnt the huge billboards or interesting buildings that got my attention not as much as the chicks that seemed to be on every street:D
Well i took the greyhound to the Atlantic city in new jersey where my uncle was. After he picked me up we took a trip down the boardwalk. One word...wow!
I also took a trip down to philidelphia, but thats another story. Right now im in el paso in texas. Ill be heading off to arizona in a couple of days.
And yes i do have loads of pics. Ill load them up the next chance I get
later,
R
I could have said that I've been extremely busy (which I have) or i could just say I've been extremely lazy. maybe both:p
Well anyways my flight from bahrain took me to frankfurt in germany where I took a connecting flight to new york. It was long and boring except for the part where I had a conversation with the lady sitting next to me. She was a director of some childcare company in North Carolina. She wasnt even that old like around 30 or something. She was also kind of wierd.
Anyways when I reached New york I took a taxi to the Greyhound bus terminal. I got to see downtown Manhattan in all its craziness. Of course it wasnt the huge billboards or interesting buildings that got my attention not as much as the chicks that seemed to be on every street:D
Well i took the greyhound to the Atlantic city in new jersey where my uncle was. After he picked me up we took a trip down the boardwalk. One word...wow!
I also took a trip down to philidelphia, but thats another story. Right now im in el paso in texas. Ill be heading off to arizona in a couple of days.
And yes i do have loads of pics. Ill load them up the next chance I get
later,
R
Thursday, July 06, 2006
Plans
Well I picked up my plane tickets yesterday from the travel agent which means I'll finally be leaving for the US on sunday night!
I'll be heading off to New Jersey first where Ill stay with my uncle for a week. And then I'll be off to Texas to meet my other uncle (aaah its so good when u have family to depend on:p).
After this I'll head off to Arizona where I'm slated to attend a 5 week workshop at Arcosanti near the city of Phoenix!
I finally decided to go this year instead of the next because, well, the founder of Arcosanti, Paolo Soleri just turned 87! Yea he's an old geezer and I wanna make sure I catch him before he decides to take his permanent trip to Davy Jones locker(Ahhrr me matey!)
Ok so maybe I was being a little mean but hey I do have a point:p
Have you ever noticed when you travel abroad to some developed nation, how friends and family give you these lists of stuff they want you to bring back for them? Hehe yea I know all toooo well.
Anyways, I still have to pack my things (havent even started), and buy any necessary stuff that I'll need to take with me plus make sure my passport and plane tickets are all in order.
I just hope I don't get jet-lag:S
I'll be heading off to New Jersey first where Ill stay with my uncle for a week. And then I'll be off to Texas to meet my other uncle (aaah its so good when u have family to depend on:p).
After this I'll head off to Arizona where I'm slated to attend a 5 week workshop at Arcosanti near the city of Phoenix!
I finally decided to go this year instead of the next because, well, the founder of Arcosanti, Paolo Soleri just turned 87! Yea he's an old geezer and I wanna make sure I catch him before he decides to take his permanent trip to Davy Jones locker(Ahhrr me matey!)
Ok so maybe I was being a little mean but hey I do have a point:p
Have you ever noticed when you travel abroad to some developed nation, how friends and family give you these lists of stuff they want you to bring back for them? Hehe yea I know all toooo well.
Anyways, I still have to pack my things (havent even started), and buy any necessary stuff that I'll need to take with me plus make sure my passport and plane tickets are all in order.
I just hope I don't get jet-lag:S
Friday, June 30, 2006
Infamy!!
Looks like Arab News has finally caught up to the controversy thats been headlining the blogosphere lately (finally:p)! They made it to the 3rd page of KSA's english daily.
Unless you're new to blogging or just uninvolved with the bunch of blogs that make up an online community in Saudi arabia (and the gulf in general), then you will obviously be aware of the whole fiasco that has occured between a certain number of bloggers (namely Farah and Jo) and the self styled Official Community of Saudi Arabian Bloggers (OCSAB).
Technically however they are not really official since they don't have any government backing or any real institutionalized basis from which to operate from. They're just a group of bloggers expressing their views albiet sometimes a little strongly.
I not against them offering their opinions, however, the only thing that serves to bother me is the fact that the OCSAB have somehow put it unto themselves to regulate the content of other people's blogs. Like some kind of offshoot of KASCT.
While I'm sure their intentions are well I seriously doubt that their views will be very constructive, since they ultimately seek to limit creativity and free speech, not to enhance it.
For more on this you click here
Unless you're new to blogging or just uninvolved with the bunch of blogs that make up an online community in Saudi arabia (and the gulf in general), then you will obviously be aware of the whole fiasco that has occured between a certain number of bloggers (namely Farah and Jo) and the self styled Official Community of Saudi Arabian Bloggers (OCSAB).
Technically however they are not really official since they don't have any government backing or any real institutionalized basis from which to operate from. They're just a group of bloggers expressing their views albiet sometimes a little strongly.
I not against them offering their opinions, however, the only thing that serves to bother me is the fact that the OCSAB have somehow put it unto themselves to regulate the content of other people's blogs. Like some kind of offshoot of KASCT.
While I'm sure their intentions are well I seriously doubt that their views will be very constructive, since they ultimately seek to limit creativity and free speech, not to enhance it.
For more on this you click here
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Joke
I remember watching one of eddie murphy's old shows in the 80's. The guy was hilarious even if he was wearing those ugly tight leather clothes that seemed so prevalent at that time.
Anyways I think it was on one of his shows Delirium or Raw (can't exactly remember), that he was up on stage doing his act when all of sudden he looked at the audience and noticed two kids seated in the second row. His show of course has an above 18 age limit. Instead of making a fuss about it, he just laughed and said "ooooh u kids are in trouble now!"
Then he decided to tell a joke just for them. Ya know the kind that (in his words) "you can share with aaaall your friends at school":
Once upon a time, deep in the forest a bear and a rabbit were taking a shit near a tree.
The bear turned to the rabbit and said, "Do you have any problems with shit sticking to your fur?"
The rabbit replied, "No not at all."
So the bear wiped his ass with the rabbit.
Lol that just cracked me up. Kinda crude I admit but still I couldnt help from laughing my head off.
Anyways I think it was on one of his shows Delirium or Raw (can't exactly remember), that he was up on stage doing his act when all of sudden he looked at the audience and noticed two kids seated in the second row. His show of course has an above 18 age limit. Instead of making a fuss about it, he just laughed and said "ooooh u kids are in trouble now!"
Then he decided to tell a joke just for them. Ya know the kind that (in his words) "you can share with aaaall your friends at school":
Once upon a time, deep in the forest a bear and a rabbit were taking a shit near a tree.
The bear turned to the rabbit and said, "Do you have any problems with shit sticking to your fur?"
The rabbit replied, "No not at all."
So the bear wiped his ass with the rabbit.
Lol that just cracked me up. Kinda crude I admit but still I couldnt help from laughing my head off.
My room.......
............is a dump. It should have its own hazard warning label. I'm gonna have to clean it up.
Someday.
:p
Someday.
:p
Saturday, June 24, 2006
Driving in Saudi Arabia
Before I start I want to make something absolutely clear:
People here do not know how to drive. Fullstop.
Whether its from lack of experience or just sheer incompetence (i'm assuming the latter), one thing is for sure. Men in KSA really suck at driving. And I know why.
As most of us know here in KSA, a man's driving education starts when he's about 10 years old. Yes you know what I mean. Thats the reason we sometimes see some brats zooming around in a old white pickup truck creating havoc and chaos wherever he goes. Hala Wallah my ass!
Of course the situation hardly changes when that boy grows a little older and finally becomes eligable for a driving license. The only difference is he's just a tad bit more interested in the opposite sex. And I think we're all well acquainted with the antics of hormonally charged teenagers and young men.
Now before he goes to the driving school theres a 98% chance that he's already taught himself how to drive. The problem is just that. He only knows how to drive the way he taught himself to drive. This behavior usually tends to trancend even after passing the test and finally getting the license. After all, the only reason we get the driving license is so that the cops at the checkpoints don't make trouble for us, right?
This is basically how i classify drivers in KSA:
-The speed freak. Believes the road is some kind of F1 racing circuit and must press the metal to the pedal in order to get the checkered flag and fullfill his dream of impressing females in any other passing vehicles. Tends to remember the brake pad AFTER he crashes.
-The tailgater. Likes to come up extremely close behind vehicles in front of him in order to coax the other car out of his way. Uses headlights, the car horn, or a combination of these to get the other car's attention. In other words is a complete nuisance.
-The headlighter. Similar to a tailgater. Uses a cars headlights in equal importance to the steering wheel, pedals and stick. In some cases it is used in greater importance! Likes to come up behind a vehicle and flash his car's headlights repeatedly in an attempt to make the vehicle give him way. Sometimes he does it when he's about a mile back, ya know just to warn any cars in front of him beforehand. (Isnt that just nice of him)
-The minor. Like I have mentioned before, the person behind the wheel is usually under the age of 13. Doesnt know how to drive properly but treats it like some new videogame for the PS2. Usually tends to create a mess wherever he goes, if not an accident.
-The blind driver. Forgets to look both ways before turning. He's the kind of carefree driver that really doesnt give a fuck. Just zoom right through an intersection or from a merged street without looking at who is coming from behind. After all, other drivers can take care of themselves right?
-The camel jockey. This guy likes to think he's still in the 14th century. So he rides his car like a camel or a horse going into battle. Swerving, speeding, crossing lanes, and generally just being extremely annoying. The really bad part is that he usually does this with family in tow. So not only is he endangering other drivers but his loved ones as well. Someone seriously needs to take his camel out for a graze.
The problem with driving schools in KSA is that they don't give drivers experience out on the road, just inside the training compound. So when these drivers are set loose they don't know exactly what to expect. You can teach them how to accelerate, turn, brake, park, and reverse but if there isnt any experience out on the highway and the streets then whats the point? Its no wonder that this country has such a high rate of traffic fatalities per year. Traffic accidents alone cost the kingdom an average of 2.4% of its GDP, compared to 1.8% in Kuwait, 1.6% in UAE, and 0.75% in the USA.
Isnt that just sad. What a total waste of resources.
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Riyad bank
Well here i am again. i havent slept the whole night and now its the 12:30 in the afternoon.
Which is why im kinda in a daze at the moment.
Somebody really needs to check up on the bank system in this country. After i couldnt withdraw cash from the ATM because my ID had expired, i was up and ready to go to Riyad bank and sort the stupid mess out. Lucky me, i got there an hour early. The bank didnt open until 9.
So to kill time i decided to go to dunkin' donuts and have some breakfast(which itself is extraordinary since i usually dont have breakfast). Its amazing what the smell of freshly baked donuts and coffee can do a person when they're feeling woozy from lack of sleep.
Anyways when I got back to the bank, there were only a couple of people sitting there waiting to see the guy at the Sales & services desk. I thought to myself 'no big deal, ill be finished in no time'.
Would u believe it, it took me nearly 2 hours just waiting until I could see the fool behind the desk, for something that takes 10 minutes max to fix!
The bank employee's lack of efficiency wouldnt have bothered me as much as the fact that they would immediately start concentrating their efforts for some idiotic friend of their's who manage to walk in every 15 minutes. "Yallah get the chai" they would yell to the asian guy who works there, while they reminisce over what happened 3 years ago.
Wtf. How abt a little respect for the people who have been waiting an hour or so to see your sorry ass so they could fix their problems? But noooo....
Which is why im kinda in a daze at the moment.
Somebody really needs to check up on the bank system in this country. After i couldnt withdraw cash from the ATM because my ID had expired, i was up and ready to go to Riyad bank and sort the stupid mess out. Lucky me, i got there an hour early. The bank didnt open until 9.
So to kill time i decided to go to dunkin' donuts and have some breakfast(which itself is extraordinary since i usually dont have breakfast). Its amazing what the smell of freshly baked donuts and coffee can do a person when they're feeling woozy from lack of sleep.
Anyways when I got back to the bank, there were only a couple of people sitting there waiting to see the guy at the Sales & services desk. I thought to myself 'no big deal, ill be finished in no time'.
Would u believe it, it took me nearly 2 hours just waiting until I could see the fool behind the desk, for something that takes 10 minutes max to fix!
The bank employee's lack of efficiency wouldnt have bothered me as much as the fact that they would immediately start concentrating their efforts for some idiotic friend of their's who manage to walk in every 15 minutes. "Yallah get the chai" they would yell to the asian guy who works there, while they reminisce over what happened 3 years ago.
Wtf. How abt a little respect for the people who have been waiting an hour or so to see your sorry ass so they could fix their problems? But noooo....
Sunday, June 18, 2006
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
Nancy Ajram gets robbed in Egypt
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http://www.arabnews.com/
(find the damn story yorself)
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http://www.arabnews.com/
(find the damn story yorself)
fine
YES i know i said my previous post was gonna be my last and yes i said i wasn't gonna blog anymore, but at the behest of certain people, ive decided to postpone closing my blog. Obviously some sectors of the blogging world have a vested interest in the continuation of my blog. Call it conspiracy theory. Or call me crazy. I oughta change my blog name to Area 51 or Roswell.
Speaking of roswell, do u think its possible to OD on Smallville? Yes I'm talking about that show about Clark Kent's life before he turned into Superman and started wearing his underwear outside his pants. Lately every night has turned into a Smallville marathon with me sitting in front of the computer watching Tom welling running around saving Kristen Kreuk's life and then acting all innocent and tormented because he can't tell her the truth. Aww poor thing :*(
HAH yea right.
What do chicks see in him anyway?? Every girl ive talked to says Tom is a uber hunk. Wtf. Thats just stupid. Have u seen his acting? Its absolutely terrible!
Then again maybe im just kinda envious that I dont get to bend steel with my bare hands or make out with a hottie like Kristen (cmon u have to admit she IS yummy)
I have 4 seasons of Smallville at my disposal bwahahaha. So far Ive finished the first season and ive just started the second one. And I only started watching a couple of days ago:D
My fave character believe it or not is actually Lex Luthor. I mean seriously, how can wimpy whiny Clark kent compete with the suave and super sharp son of a multi-billionnaire tycoon that himself runs a branch of Luthorcorp just in the outskirts of Smallville? Kudos to Michael Rosenbaum for pulling off Lex (and sporting the bald head too lol).
Well i'm glad I got that off my chest.
Speaking of roswell, do u think its possible to OD on Smallville? Yes I'm talking about that show about Clark Kent's life before he turned into Superman and started wearing his underwear outside his pants. Lately every night has turned into a Smallville marathon with me sitting in front of the computer watching Tom welling running around saving Kristen Kreuk's life and then acting all innocent and tormented because he can't tell her the truth. Aww poor thing :*(
HAH yea right.
What do chicks see in him anyway?? Every girl ive talked to says Tom is a uber hunk. Wtf. Thats just stupid. Have u seen his acting? Its absolutely terrible!
Then again maybe im just kinda envious that I dont get to bend steel with my bare hands or make out with a hottie like Kristen (cmon u have to admit she IS yummy)
I have 4 seasons of Smallville at my disposal bwahahaha. So far Ive finished the first season and ive just started the second one. And I only started watching a couple of days ago:D
My fave character believe it or not is actually Lex Luthor. I mean seriously, how can wimpy whiny Clark kent compete with the suave and super sharp son of a multi-billionnaire tycoon that himself runs a branch of Luthorcorp just in the outskirts of Smallville? Kudos to Michael Rosenbaum for pulling off Lex (and sporting the bald head too lol).
Well i'm glad I got that off my chest.
Saturday, June 10, 2006
Alright then
Well its official. The summer has started and schools finally out.
It's been a while since last time I was posting due to all the final exams and presentations I've had to put myself through. Most of them went well Alhamdullilah except for my studio class. The grade he gave me was rather dissapointing. Even though I talked to him afterwards, im sure its unfair considering the amount of work and effort i put into it all. But I did much better than some of my classmates:S
So far its been a strange but interesting semester. Some pretty good things have happened. So have some not so good things. And some things that I'll probably never get over. All in all a pretty good 4 months:p No seriously its been rough not to mention exhausting. I just hope it gets better from here. Seriously. I really need the break.
I finally went to Bahrain last wednesday! Watched The Da Vinci code and Scary movie 4 at the mall over there. The Da vinci code was alright in my opinion considering there were idiots there going "tsk tsk" through out the whole movie. And Scary movie 4 wasnt as good as the last ones. But overall me and my friends had a good time.
Well I have the next 3 months to do pretty much nothing. Other than attending my classmate's wedding at the end of the month in Riyadh or watching The World Cup with my friends, there really isnt anything much to do. My msn messenger has been dead for who knows when, along with pretty much everything else on the internet nowadays. Or is it just me?
Anyways Ive decided this is gonna be my last post. Well at least for a very long time anyway. Was going to just delete the whole blog but I decided to let it stay, ya know as sort of like my mark on the blogging world or something lol. I dunno I'm just kinda sick of this blog after all this time. The stuff i post is bullshit anyway. So i'm gonna give it a rest.
Anyways take care and all the best
Salam,
R
It's been a while since last time I was posting due to all the final exams and presentations I've had to put myself through. Most of them went well Alhamdullilah except for my studio class. The grade he gave me was rather dissapointing. Even though I talked to him afterwards, im sure its unfair considering the amount of work and effort i put into it all. But I did much better than some of my classmates:S
So far its been a strange but interesting semester. Some pretty good things have happened. So have some not so good things. And some things that I'll probably never get over. All in all a pretty good 4 months:p No seriously its been rough not to mention exhausting. I just hope it gets better from here. Seriously. I really need the break.
I finally went to Bahrain last wednesday! Watched The Da Vinci code and Scary movie 4 at the mall over there. The Da vinci code was alright in my opinion considering there were idiots there going "tsk tsk" through out the whole movie. And Scary movie 4 wasnt as good as the last ones. But overall me and my friends had a good time.
Well I have the next 3 months to do pretty much nothing. Other than attending my classmate's wedding at the end of the month in Riyadh or watching The World Cup with my friends, there really isnt anything much to do. My msn messenger has been dead for who knows when, along with pretty much everything else on the internet nowadays. Or is it just me?
Anyways Ive decided this is gonna be my last post. Well at least for a very long time anyway. Was going to just delete the whole blog but I decided to let it stay, ya know as sort of like my mark on the blogging world or something lol. I dunno I'm just kinda sick of this blog after all this time. The stuff i post is bullshit anyway. So i'm gonna give it a rest.
Anyways take care and all the best
Salam,
R
Friday, June 09, 2006
Excerpt
'The strangness of my situation....compelled me, in more ways than one. Even as I move swiftly amongst the shadowed rooftops with the cool night air whipping across my face, the memories still burn with the same intensity of the day they were made. And how they burn.
I do not want to remember. The flashes of the past return only to pierce my already battered heart, the pain unbearable. Her voice, her smile....her eyes. Her dark eyes. They were enough to break the heat of the sun and still soothe the anger of a man. They were my strength in my darkest of times. How I would love to gaze into them and be lost amongst the calm tranquility. As if time would stand still and there would only be her and I. And I thought I could make it mine.......but I was a fool. As I always am. As I always have been.
Because what I had thought was real, was not really there at all. I possessed the brashness and impatience that only a young man could have. A slave to my frustration I eventually caused the very thing I had been fearing. Her eyes no longer gazed into mine. She had turned away.
Disgusted by my flaws, her anger waxed hot. And if there is something that can rival an army, it is the anger of a woman unleashed. She no longer wished to keep company with a wretched man such as I. Her tears flowed hot like lightning from the very clouds themselves.
And just like that, everything I had hoped for shattered like so many shards of glass. I had nothing left but to pick up the pieces. Alone. Just like before.
Which brings us back here. Back to reality. Back to the shadowed rooftops with the cool night air whipping across my face.....my face. Or is it?
My gloved hand which reaches up and tentively touches the smooth masque, tells me otherwise. Ahh yes, the masque. How could have I forgotten?
Its deathly paleness and emotionless expression tells me what I have become without saying a word.
The Curse. The Flaw. The Villian.
The hate I carry for it is nothing compared to the hate I have for myself. Not even the darkness of the shadows and the night combined could rival my self-loathing. And yet here I am, bound to the system...and the masque. Which is why I wait every passing day for the person brave enough to rid the world of the curse that I am.
But until then, I must hide forevermore in the darkness alone with my obsessions and the painful memories. And to face each night haunted by the unflinching gaze of the masque.'
excerpt from T. A. Emer's The Masque
I do not want to remember. The flashes of the past return only to pierce my already battered heart, the pain unbearable. Her voice, her smile....her eyes. Her dark eyes. They were enough to break the heat of the sun and still soothe the anger of a man. They were my strength in my darkest of times. How I would love to gaze into them and be lost amongst the calm tranquility. As if time would stand still and there would only be her and I. And I thought I could make it mine.......but I was a fool. As I always am. As I always have been.
Because what I had thought was real, was not really there at all. I possessed the brashness and impatience that only a young man could have. A slave to my frustration I eventually caused the very thing I had been fearing. Her eyes no longer gazed into mine. She had turned away.
Disgusted by my flaws, her anger waxed hot. And if there is something that can rival an army, it is the anger of a woman unleashed. She no longer wished to keep company with a wretched man such as I. Her tears flowed hot like lightning from the very clouds themselves.
And just like that, everything I had hoped for shattered like so many shards of glass. I had nothing left but to pick up the pieces. Alone. Just like before.
Which brings us back here. Back to reality. Back to the shadowed rooftops with the cool night air whipping across my face.....my face. Or is it?
My gloved hand which reaches up and tentively touches the smooth masque, tells me otherwise. Ahh yes, the masque. How could have I forgotten?
Its deathly paleness and emotionless expression tells me what I have become without saying a word.
The Curse. The Flaw. The Villian.
The hate I carry for it is nothing compared to the hate I have for myself. Not even the darkness of the shadows and the night combined could rival my self-loathing. And yet here I am, bound to the system...and the masque. Which is why I wait every passing day for the person brave enough to rid the world of the curse that I am.
But until then, I must hide forevermore in the darkness alone with my obsessions and the painful memories. And to face each night haunted by the unflinching gaze of the masque.'
excerpt from T. A. Emer's The Masque
Saturday, May 20, 2006
uhmm
So here i am. Ive been up the whole night doing assignments and now it's past 5 in the morning. And how much have i finished?
zilch.
ok im kidding, not zilch, but not a hell lot either. Good Lord, since when did Macromedia Freehand 10 become such a bitch? I swear this illustrating software is driving me up the wall. Burn in heeellll.......
Some of the stuff that im doing in Freehand would take me half the time in Adobe Photoshop. The only reason I'm not using Photoshop is because everything gets pixelized therefore making it easy for our instructor to know we've been trying to pull a fast one *grumble*
So far this graphic design course that i took (as an elective mind u) has been going downhill. Who knew graphic design could be so complicated??
Well i gotta get back to work and just TRY to do something decent enough to allow my instructor to actually hand me a grade.
zilch.
ok im kidding, not zilch, but not a hell lot either. Good Lord, since when did Macromedia Freehand 10 become such a bitch? I swear this illustrating software is driving me up the wall. Burn in heeellll.......
Some of the stuff that im doing in Freehand would take me half the time in Adobe Photoshop. The only reason I'm not using Photoshop is because everything gets pixelized therefore making it easy for our instructor to know we've been trying to pull a fast one *grumble*
So far this graphic design course that i took (as an elective mind u) has been going downhill. Who knew graphic design could be so complicated??
Well i gotta get back to work and just TRY to do something decent enough to allow my instructor to actually hand me a grade.
Rock show pics
Ok so i only got one at the moment from the gig at Thursday night. Hopefully more will be one the way. Here's a pic of my friend in his band Grieving age(which was the last band to play that night)
Friday, May 19, 2006
Rock show
Last night was crazy! Went to a rock show fronted by more than a few bands from jeddah/riyadh(probably 12 or 13 in total). And no I wasn't in any of the bands this time around, maybe next time;)
One of the bands had one of our friends so we came to see him as well. It was at some compound so that meant a free hand to make a lot of noise. And man, did they ever.
Since it was in a compound there wasn't really such a big deal about girls/guys mixing and the show was open for anybody as they long as they had a ticket. But its not like u could tell the difference. The ratio of guys to girls was like 10:1, so yea basically it was a sausage fest:p
The noise these guys made was insane. Guitars screeching, keyboards blaring, drums smashing, and singers howling just to be heard over the incredible din. All band members played very well and there wasn't any screw-ups (as far as i'm aware of). Some of them had very expensive gear like Gibson flying-V guitars, Dean Markley and B.C. Rich (puts my Yamaha to shame). Most of the songs they belted out were covers from various metal bands, some well known and some less so. And some songs were their very own original songs (which were pretty good!)
If you weren't paying attention to the band then it was the crowd with us. We had guys head-banging and jumping around like there was no tomorrow. Speaking of jumping around, they all even started moshing in the middle of the auditorium. Not a real mosh pit, but eh it worked anyway.
The only problems I had were the fact that the music was so loud it left you half deaf afterwards hah. And the cigarette smoke. Good Lord every idiot was lighting up and filling the place with a thin mist of disgusting acrid cigarette fumes. It was so bad that afterwards my clothes reeked of it. Ugh. Not cool:(
I don't have pics of it, but i might get some from some of my friends since they did take some pics. Ill post some up if I get them.
One of the bands had one of our friends so we came to see him as well. It was at some compound so that meant a free hand to make a lot of noise. And man, did they ever.
Since it was in a compound there wasn't really such a big deal about girls/guys mixing and the show was open for anybody as they long as they had a ticket. But its not like u could tell the difference. The ratio of guys to girls was like 10:1, so yea basically it was a sausage fest:p
The noise these guys made was insane. Guitars screeching, keyboards blaring, drums smashing, and singers howling just to be heard over the incredible din. All band members played very well and there wasn't any screw-ups (as far as i'm aware of). Some of them had very expensive gear like Gibson flying-V guitars, Dean Markley and B.C. Rich (puts my Yamaha to shame). Most of the songs they belted out were covers from various metal bands, some well known and some less so. And some songs were their very own original songs (which were pretty good!)
If you weren't paying attention to the band then it was the crowd with us. We had guys head-banging and jumping around like there was no tomorrow. Speaking of jumping around, they all even started moshing in the middle of the auditorium. Not a real mosh pit, but eh it worked anyway.
The only problems I had were the fact that the music was so loud it left you half deaf afterwards hah. And the cigarette smoke. Good Lord every idiot was lighting up and filling the place with a thin mist of disgusting acrid cigarette fumes. It was so bad that afterwards my clothes reeked of it. Ugh. Not cool:(
I don't have pics of it, but i might get some from some of my friends since they did take some pics. Ill post some up if I get them.
later,
RWednesday, May 10, 2006
Oops she did it again
OMG! Have u heard the news?? Britney Spears is pregnant again! Its unbelievable, like they just had their last baby a few months ago. Oooh that Kevin federline couldnt keep his pants on could he? Will it be a boy or a girl?? Wat kind of outrageous name will they give their new child?? Could it be possible...that her baby might overshadow the fame of Brad pitt & Angelina Jolie's baby?? Oh dear oh dear....
Too bad i couldnt care less. Seriously, the media is getting lamer with every passing day.
P.S: Britney was spotted shopping with her baby at some expensive baby store! Holy Cow! Amazing! blah blah blah blah
riiiiiight
Too bad i couldnt care less. Seriously, the media is getting lamer with every passing day.
P.S: Britney was spotted shopping with her baby at some expensive baby store! Holy Cow! Amazing! blah blah blah blah
riiiiiight
Thursday, May 04, 2006
Saturday, April 29, 2006
well
It's past 12 midnite here and i feel sooo wasted. I had an exam today so i was studying for it since yesterday. Literally. stayed awake the whole night except for one hour of sleep that i got.
I swear Red Bull is amazing lol. I drank two cans of that stuff last night and it kept me awake until 6 am. And even then i didnt feel that tired. but just in case i drank another one haha. Gave me enough time to study for my test. Later during my after noon studio class i drank some str0000ng black coffee too keep me from dozing off. Woohooo so ive been pretty hyper.
I swear Red Bull is amazing lol. I drank two cans of that stuff last night and it kept me awake until 6 am. And even then i didnt feel that tired. but just in case i drank another one haha. Gave me enough time to study for my test. Later during my after noon studio class i drank some str0000ng black coffee too keep me from dozing off. Woohooo so ive been pretty hyper.
Friday, April 28, 2006
Sunday, April 23, 2006
Saturday, April 22, 2006
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Aha
Well here we are, another dull and bland weekend for yors truly. Most of my friends are headed off for Bahrain today to see DJ Van dyke's concert at 9 pm. Unfortunately due to certain reasons and circumstances I was not able to go. Damn. I would have been half-way to Bahrain by now.
Anyways things are going alright here in Building 19 A.K.A. College of Environmental Design A.K.A. CED A.K.A. not a place u wanna hang out on a wednesday night. Couldnt get anymore sadder than this.
I might have to go see a doctor about my hands. For some reason they tremble slightly, when im under stress or concentrating hard, then they tremble even more. What the hell is up with that? Even my friends have noticed. My only explanation to them is well, "Gee i dunno I have a problem i guess"
Im only 22 and im already having wierd motor muscle coordination problems. Bleh.
A friend told me it might be due to my lack of getting adequate sleep. Yea it could be that. Or just that im messed up more than I thought lol.
Anyways things are going alright here in Building 19 A.K.A. College of Environmental Design A.K.A. CED A.K.A. not a place u wanna hang out on a wednesday night. Couldnt get anymore sadder than this.
I might have to go see a doctor about my hands. For some reason they tremble slightly, when im under stress or concentrating hard, then they tremble even more. What the hell is up with that? Even my friends have noticed. My only explanation to them is well, "Gee i dunno I have a problem i guess"
Im only 22 and im already having wierd motor muscle coordination problems. Bleh.
A friend told me it might be due to my lack of getting adequate sleep. Yea it could be that. Or just that im messed up more than I thought lol.
Kiss from a rose - Seal
There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea.
You became.....the light on the dark side of me.
Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill.
But did you know,
That when it snows, My eyes become large
and The light that you shine can be seen.
Baby,I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh, The more I get of you, stranger it feels, yeah.
And now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the grey.
There is so much a man can tell you,
So much he can say.
You remain, my power, my pleasure, my pain! baby
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny.
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?
But did you know, that when it snows,
My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.
Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh, the more I get of you, stranger it feels, yeah.
Now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the grey,
I've been kissed by a rose on the grey,
I've been kissed by a rose
I've been kissed by a rose on the grey,...
And if I should fall will it all go away
I've been kissed by a rose ...been kissed by a rose on the grey.
There is so much a man can tell you,
So much....he can say.
You remain my power, my pleasure, my pain!
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny,
yeah won't you tell me is that healthy, baby.
But did you know, That when it snows,
My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.
Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh, the more I get of you, stranger it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the grey.
Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey
Ooh, the more I get of you, stranger it feels, yeah
And now that your rose is in bloom
A light hits the gloom on the grey
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the grey.
You became.....the light on the dark side of me.
Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill.
But did you know,
That when it snows, My eyes become large
and The light that you shine can be seen.
Baby,I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh, The more I get of you, stranger it feels, yeah.
And now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the grey.
There is so much a man can tell you,
So much he can say.
You remain, my power, my pleasure, my pain! baby
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny.
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?
But did you know, that when it snows,
My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.
Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh, the more I get of you, stranger it feels, yeah.
Now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the grey,
I've been kissed by a rose on the grey,
I've been kissed by a rose
I've been kissed by a rose on the grey,...
And if I should fall will it all go away
I've been kissed by a rose ...been kissed by a rose on the grey.
There is so much a man can tell you,
So much....he can say.
You remain my power, my pleasure, my pain!
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny,
yeah won't you tell me is that healthy, baby.
But did you know, That when it snows,
My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.
Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh, the more I get of you, stranger it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the grey.
Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey
Ooh, the more I get of you, stranger it feels, yeah
And now that your rose is in bloom
A light hits the gloom on the grey
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the grey.
Saturday, April 15, 2006
Thank You - Dido
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why
I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be grey,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad
I drank too much last night, got bills to pay,
my head just feels in pain
I missed the bus and there'll be hell today,
I'm late for work again
And even if I'm there, they'll all imply that
I might not last the day
And then you call me and it's not so bad,
it's not so bad
I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be grey,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad
I drank too much last night, got bills to pay,
my head just feels in pain
I missed the bus and there'll be hell today,
I'm late for work again
And even if I'm there, they'll all imply that
I might not last the day
And then you call me and it's not so bad,
it's not so bad
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
Soo..
well things have been pretty uneventful until now if you dont count the presentation of my project I had yesterday and the fact that I may have unknowingly mentioned some unnecssary things in my last post, which I'm sorry for. Its funny what a person can do when they're upset. Sometimes i have alot on my mind, and i just let it out straight.
I admit.............i am tactless.
My presentation went alright for the most part but the jurors agreed i should have put more effort into the look of my presentation. yea right, as if i have time. I put all the requirements just like my instructor wanted.
Anywayz...other than than that i dont have very much to say.
later,
R
I admit.............i am tactless.
My presentation went alright for the most part but the jurors agreed i should have put more effort into the look of my presentation. yea right, as if i have time. I put all the requirements just like my instructor wanted.
Anywayz...other than than that i dont have very much to say.
later,
R
Saturday, March 11, 2006
Ahhrrrr!!
Ahoy me mateys! I be Capt. Jackass Sparroff and this here be Ren's blog!
Now me lassies and laddies if u excuse me, i need to wipe away the black eyeliner im wearing 'round me eyes. (curses be to revlon, ahhrrr!)
Well anyways, after being prodded and poked by Taq (literally. she's evil ya know) i have decided that i will indeed post an entry into my Blog. *audience clapping*
But seriously, how the hell can someone find the time to post three page long posts almost everyday or every other day??.............unless of course ure a(ahahohoho wait for it)................girl! Living(barely) in Saudi i might add. (my buddies the banat-al Riyadh are soo gonna kill me for this)
D'oh! Of course! how could i have not seen that?? Vaguely existing female stuck 99.99999657% of the time in her house, would only naturally post a three-page-long-critical-analysis/essay-on- virtually-everything-that-bothers-her-in-this-day-and-age-in-Saudi-society-and-the-possible-implications-to-her-future..........on her friendly neighborhood blog.
Ok enough with female angst. I'm guessing(probably wrong) that ure still wondering who exactly am i, if u actually bothered to read the About me section on the right hand side of the screen. yea i know, its easy to miss.
Anywayz, if ure still wondering..............then keep wondering! bwahahaha did u actually think i was gonna tell?........
My real name is Raheel aka Ren, Rys, or Raziel. And yes before u go asking what my name means, its arabic for "travel" or somewhere on that line. Which is pretty wierd cuz i have been travelling abroad for most of life. I am American by birth however my parents are pakistani, so that makes me paki too....Damn.
just kidding. abt the Damn part.
However i have picked up quite a alot of arabic so dont even think of trying to pull off the "lets-swear-at-him-in-arabic-'cuz-he-can't-understand-it" trick. Cuz it wont work! hahaha
Oh dear Lord. I can't believe my eyes. I've actually filled out a post filled with the usual bullshit that u find on other Blogs like this. Now all i need to do is wait for someone to read it................................yea ill be over here waiting with my year's supply of pizza and nacho dip.
later,
R
Now me lassies and laddies if u excuse me, i need to wipe away the black eyeliner im wearing 'round me eyes. (curses be to revlon, ahhrrr!)
Well anyways, after being prodded and poked by Taq (literally. she's evil ya know) i have decided that i will indeed post an entry into my Blog. *audience clapping*
But seriously, how the hell can someone find the time to post three page long posts almost everyday or every other day??.............unless of course ure a(ahahohoho wait for it)................girl! Living(barely) in Saudi i might add. (my buddies the banat-al Riyadh are soo gonna kill me for this)
D'oh! Of course! how could i have not seen that?? Vaguely existing female stuck 99.99999657% of the time in her house, would only naturally post a three-page-long-critical-analysis/essay-on- virtually-everything-that-bothers-her-in-this-day-and-age-in-Saudi-society-and-the-possible-implications-to-her-future..........on her friendly neighborhood blog.
Ok enough with female angst. I'm guessing(probably wrong) that ure still wondering who exactly am i, if u actually bothered to read the About me section on the right hand side of the screen. yea i know, its easy to miss.
Anywayz, if ure still wondering..............then keep wondering! bwahahaha did u actually think i was gonna tell?........
My real name is Raheel aka Ren, Rys, or Raziel. And yes before u go asking what my name means, its arabic for "travel" or somewhere on that line. Which is pretty wierd cuz i have been travelling abroad for most of life. I am American by birth however my parents are pakistani, so that makes me paki too....Damn.
just kidding. abt the Damn part.
However i have picked up quite a alot of arabic so dont even think of trying to pull off the "lets-swear-at-him-in-arabic-'cuz-he-can't-understand-it" trick. Cuz it wont work! hahaha
Oh dear Lord. I can't believe my eyes. I've actually filled out a post filled with the usual bullshit that u find on other Blogs like this. Now all i need to do is wait for someone to read it................................yea ill be over here waiting with my year's supply of pizza and nacho dip.
later,
R
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