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26) I once told a random guy that I thought he was pretty
27) I love Zoolander
28) I once wore a green ribbon on my wrist for a month
29) Messages in my inbox annoy me. I have them categorized in folders
30) One of my fantasies is meeting someone on an airplane
31) My passion is Sudoku
32) Skinny men scare me
33) I clean out my room twice a month
34) I have kept every card I've received since I was 11 in one big box
35) Although I wear contacts, I love people who wear glasses. I think it makes them look sophisticated
36) I have a half brother
37) I loved the book 1984
38) I hate olives
39) I once hit a guy walking on the street. I was in my car
40) I think that Kuwaiti women are the most beautiful in the world
41) I'm very paranoid
42) If someone on my msn list is always away when they're online, I delete them. It gets on my nerves
43) I pity people who don't like Frank Sinatra
44) I think that my friend B's small (pinky?) toe is funny. She thinks it looks fine. (It doesn’t)
45) I once sold frogs to a woman on the street
46) I have a very dysfunctional family
47) I don't cut my nails unless I get 3 complaints that they're too long
48) I think red lipstick and really nice black mascara is all a girl needs
49) I live in my heels
50) I'm very good with faces. I still remember everyone who was with me in the 2nd grade. I say hi to them on the streets

To be continued..

Things i see daily, randoms basically.

The top left picture is a shot of my very contaminated bench "literally" you dont wanna know an example of the viruses we recieve daily here. The pic on the right is of my/and my friend's notice board, see how many smily's i need to get through one day without caffeine!! "god forbid"

The bottom left pic is of a logo of a co-op, wont say which one although i know most of you will figure out, but i really think the logo is very outdated and needs to be changed, it reminds me of a box of tissues!! All the co-ops around kuwait are being renwed!! Why is this one damned..

Finally, just a thought
my collegue who is a bit new to kuwait said to me; "kuwaiti women shocked me with their addiction to coffee"
I then took a look at our coffee room's table and found 4 jars of large nescafe, 2 jars of coffee mate, 3 large boxes of lepton tea and twinings breakfast tea and loads of sugar, spoons and disposable cups. its true i think this country is highly addicted to coffee, and tea. oh and pepsi i mean thats caffeine too!!

Why I Love Beirut (author unknown)

A member of A Small World answered the question: "Why do you love Beirut?" with the following:


I love Beirut for its opposites.

I love Beirut because I see a girl in a mini skirt and her sister in a chador.

I love Beirut because it is neither West nor East it is both.

I love Beirut because one can party till 6 in the morning and not realize that it is Tuesday morning.

I love Beirut because Beirutis live as if they are going to die tomorrow and party as if they are going to live forever.

I love Beirut because I can be swimming in the morning and 30 minutes later I'm on the slopes skiing or doing après ski.

I love Beirut because I have never seen the sun this strong anywhere in the world.

I love Beirut because I can see 6,000 years of history.

I love Beirut because Christians and Muslims are living an understanding and do not need to have Christian Muslim understanding classes.

I love Beirut because every Beiruti has a political opinion and will share it with you even if you could careless about his and you want to share yours with him.

I love Beirut for all the conspiracy theories and how many people actually believe them.

I love Beirut because any night I can find a friend to go out with.

I love Beirut because I do not need to call my friends to go and see them at their houses I just stop by.

I love Beirut because as soon as I arrive at one of my friends houses his mom takes me to the kitchen and becomes the spokesperson of the refrigerator.

I love Beirut because one can smell gardenia, and jasmine.

I love Beirut because strawberries taste like strawberries and fruits taste like fruits.

I love Beirut because the food is so good that one gains pounds even if she tries to lose.

I love Beirut because although the Lebanese women at times look alike as some did their surgeries at the same plastic surgeon they are the most elegant women I have ever seen.

I love Beirut because when I go out at night I don't know at which women to look at as each one is gorgeous in her own way.

I love Beirut because everyone knows me by name.

I love Beirut because I don't have to explain myself.

I love Beirut because of the traffic jams and the people you meet because of them.

I love Beirut because of the noise pollution from cars honking.

I love Beirut for the spirituality of the people whether Muslim or Christian.

I love Beirut because I'm the first to call my Muslim friends on Ramadan and they are the first to call me on Easter.

I love Beirut because on May 1st I see Muslims visiting Harissa (Virgin Mary) just like I see Christians.

I love Beirut because we can differentiate between a Jew and an Israeli.

I love Beirut because on the 22nd of every month I see Muslims going to Mar Charbel and believing that a miracle will happen.

I love Beirut because women look like as if they are out of a Vogue magazine.

I love Beirut because you eat to live and live to eat.

I love Beirut because one leaves one cafe to go to another and one does this all day.

I love Beirut because all the Lebanese living outside want to come back and the Lebanese who are in Lebanon envy the ones who are living abroad not realizing what it means to live away from Beirut.

I love Beirut because my sister and her husband are there and my niece and nephew who are 5 are waiting to see their uncle.

I love Beirut because my niece asks me to bring her a pink skirt and tells me: "I love you".

I love Beirut because a girl or a guy can easily tell you I just had a couple of Lexo or Xanax as if they just had a chewing gum.

I love Beirut because for every Lebanese we have a singer.

I love Beirut because the Lebanese star singers sing in nightclubs.

I love Beirut because women go into the swimming pool with full make up.

I love Beirut because guys go in with their cigars.

I love Beirut because it has been destroyed 7 times in History and has risen.

I love Beirut because since 1975 the Beirutis have withstood the PLO, Syrians, and the Israelis.

I love Beirut because the Beirutis will not accept anyone to occupy them and rule over them.

I love Beirut because we feel that it is better to die on our feet than to live on our knees.

I love Beirut because each street is a two way street even if it is a one way officially.

I love Beirut because one can park anywhere and not get a ticket.

I love Beirut because one can go as fast as his speedometer.

I love Beirut because MEA lands there. I love Beirut because on MEA we can clap in union when we are about to land.

I love Beirut not because it is my city, but because it is the city of every Lebanese.

I love Beirut because it welcomes every exile freethinker, independent mind of the Arab world.

I love Beirut because we have hundreds of newspapers and our press is finally free.

I love Beirut because most Arabs dreams of coming to Beirut and wishes his capital was more like Beirut.

I love Beirut because when I explain Beirut to my Western friends, my friends see the passion of Beirut in my eyes.

I love Beirut because there is so much misconception about Beirut in the media and in the minds of people who have never visited.

I love Beirut because when I tell my friends that I'm going to Beirut they tell me can you take me with you.

I love Beirut because we argue over who is going to pay the bill at a restaurant as everyone wants to pay it.

I love Beirut because although many whine about not making enough money everyone is living.

I love Beirut because if I do the cross before I start driving the person next to me does not ask me if I fear that I'm going to get into a car accident but instead does his cross as well.

I love Beirut because we accept our differences as we disagree with each other.

I love Beirut because it serves as a beacon of freedom to the rest of the Arab world.

I love Beirut because to paraphrase what Gibran said about Lebanon "Had Beirut not been my city I would have chosen it to be."

I love Beirut because there is no city like it.

I love Beirut because even if Beirut is being destroyed you are still beautiful and will remain beautiful no matter how disfigured you are.

I love Beirut because you are always on my mind. I love Beirut for no reason. I love Beirut for all the reasons of theworld..."And another one: I am a beiruti. I love Beirut with all my heart and soul.

I love its people, its energy, and its unique beauty. I love so many small things. I love many small parts of Ashrafieh, Monot, Abdel Wahab, Rue du Liban, Sursock, and the trees that arc over the roads bringing shade and shading off rain. I love getting lost in it...

I love the Corniche at dusk and dawn, the magnificent Beirut sunset from anywhere, the AUB campus, Bliss Street, Hamra Street and the smell of falafel, shawarma and sweets.

I love that you can be stuck in traffic at 3am somewhere...I love how informal our darak are with us drivers sometimes...I love the "everything goes" attitude. I love how I hear three languages all the time and it's totally normal. E.g."Maitre, El Hseb Please"I love Zaatar W Zeit after a heavy night of partying...always finding a place to sit in thatteeny place.

I love sitting at Casper & Gambini's overlooking the ancient Roman Ruins.

I love Martyr Square. I love the churches and mosques scattered around the city. I love how complex being Lebanese is. I love how people ALL around the world keep telling me that someone they know or heard of or their parents has been to Lebanon and talks about its gorgeousness and amazing people.

I love the Mediterranean, and we will clean it! I love our amazing cuisine, so proud of our HOMMOS and FALAFEL and MEZA and the worldwide reputation of our food (people now refer to Arabic food as Lebanese Food!)I love the world class:Censored: rest, bars and night clubs we have.

WOW I love the old B-018...and the new one...and the Classic one too...I love our new and upcoming Lebanese designers (clothes, shoes, bags, jewelry)... and their gorgeous little shops...

I love Sour, Saida, Jounieh, Tripoli, Baalbak, Chouf...I love the smell of the city after the rainfall, and the spring smell of gardenia...or the boys who sell you gardenia necklaces at traffic lights...I love how we get wild flowers growing everywhere in sprint, red, white and yellow...I love the energy of the people, their eternal optimism, faith in their city and country, resilience, passion, love, hospitality...

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Al-Balam will be doing some female acting in the program that Al-Rai will be hosting "Shababeek" which is produced by Mohammad Al-Dogejy and starred by Hasan Al-Balam and Naser Darweesh, Al-Rai will also be hosting "Sadoh 4" in which So'ood Al-Shuwaee and Mohammad Al-Hefiti will be doing the pranks. Al-Mosalsalat channel will give a chance for those who missed their programs to watch them after 4+ hours from their original airing time. My personal comment is that we had enough of this routine, every Ramadan it's the same, we need to see new faces, young new actors, brilliant new idea's and programs, these programs are turning to something cliche and boring.

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الكثير منا يعرف مدي العلاقة بين الأم وأبنها، هذه العلاقة الإلهيه التي خص بها الله عز وجل، ومن هذا المنطلق تبدأ هذه الحكاية مع السيدة أم عبد الله التي لديها من الأبناء الذكور أربعه ، أكبرهم عبد الله المتوفى الذي مع والده في حادث سيارة، في السابعة عشر من عمره ، حيث أنقلبت بهم السيارة في طريقهم الى الشاليه ، وخالد الابن الثاني وفيصل الابن الثالث وطلال الابن الأصغر .


أم عبد الله ربة الأولاد الثلاثة ، خالد أنهى تعليمه الجامعي من الولايات المتحدة الأمريكية، وتزوج من بنات تلك البلد بعد السنة الثانية من وجوده هناك ، ولديه أبنتان ، وقبل رجوعه إلى أرض الوطن أبلغ والدته بخبر زواجه ، وفيصل تزوج من أحد الجاليات اللبنانية عن قصة حب، ولم ينجب أولاد ، مع العلم انه تزوجها بعد تخرجه من جامعة الكويت مباشرة ورغما عن أرادة والدته .




وطلال تخرج من أحد المعاهد التطبيقية المعروفة في دولة الكويت وتم تعينه في أحد البنوك ، وكان الأخير مثابر في عمله وتدرج في السلم الوظيفي حتى أصبح نائب مدير فرع ، وكان كثير الالتصاق بأمه ، وبعد العمل وأثناء العمل يطمئن على والدته التي يسكن معها في بيت واحد، وكان الأقرب لها من باقي أخوته ، حيث أن خالد يسكن في شقه مع زوجته وبناته ، ويتطبع بعادات الأجانب من شرب الكحول والحفلات الصاخبة في نهاية الأسبوع ، الوضع الذي لا تقبل به والدته في بيتها ، حيث أنها متدينة .


أما فيصل فستأجر شقه قريبه من بيت زوجته رنا ، وأبتعد عن مشاكل والدته بسبب الإنجاب ، وكذلك فيصل يمتلك شخصيه ضعيفة تديرها تلك الزوجة المتعجرفة ، حيث أنه لا يستطيع فعل أي شيء دون الرجوع لها ، وحاولت رنا إبعاد فيصل عن أمه ، بسبب موضوع الإنجاب خوفا منها على زوجها, وعلى حياتها الزوجية ، التي دائما تحس بأنها مهدده بالخطر، بسبب موضوع الإنجاب .


ولم يبقى لأم عبد الله إلا طلال ، الذي كان لها الولد البار، في كل شيء، حتى في أمورها الصحية، وكل ما تملك، حيث أنه الوحيد الذي بقى لها، في هذه الدنيا .



و بعد أن أكمل طلال عامه الثامن والعشرين، طلبت منه والدته أن يتزوج ، ويكمل نصف دينه، حيث نفذت أعذار الزواج ، التي كان يتحجج بها، وطلبت منه كذلك بأن لا يخيب أملها فيه مثل أخوته ،
وأملها الوحيد أن تزوجه باختيارها ، وبعد مفاوضات مريرة، يوافق طلال على الزواج وباختيارها ، ولكن بعد موافقته .



وتبدأ الأم بعملية البحث عن زوجة المستقبل ، والمعروف عن طلال ، بأنه صاحب شخصيه قوية وقيادية ، وذو سمعه طيبة تشهد لها كل الناس ، ودخل بيوت كثيرة ، ولكن دون جدوى ، حيث كان شرطه الوحيد بأن يسكن مع والدته بعد الزواج طول العمر، ولكن كل بنت يحاول الاقتران بها ، ترفض ذلك الشرط بحجة الاستغلالية.


وبعد فترة من البحث، تجد أم عبدا لله الفتاة المناسبة له ، وهي من أحد الأسر الكويتية العريقة، وتوافق على شروط طلال، ويتم الزواج ، وتفرح أم عبدا لله بذلك النسب، وذلك الابن الذي شرفها بين الناس، ولم يخيب أملها مثل باقي أخوته خالد وفيصل، وتم عقد القران في أحد الفنادق الفاخرة، وتم تجهيز شقة طلال وزوجته
في الطابق الثاني ، وحسب ما تريد ، وبأفخر الأثاث ، وبعد سنه من الزواج ، حملت منيرة ، وأنجبت صبي سموه عادل ، على اسم والده ، وفرحت الجدة بالمولود، وبدى ملتصق بها حتى كبر هو وأبوه طلال .



وبعد أربعة سنوات ، دخل الطفل الحضانة، ومن ثم المرحلة الابتدائية، وتدهور حالت أم عبدا لله الصحية ، ودخلت المشفى ، ثم خرجت وعاودت الدخول مرة أخرى، بسبب حالتها الصحية، وبدت منيرة منشغلة عن خالتها، بسبب متابعتها للأولاد و زوجها .


وفي الفترة الصباحية تتابع الجدة أولادها، وعندما ترجع الزوجة من العمل تأخذ أطفالها ، وتنعزل في شقتها، بحجة التعب من العمل، ولا تنزل إلا مع زوجها، وبفرض منه ، وطلال لا يترك أمه حتى في السفر، حيث أنه كان يصطحبها معه في كل رحله .

وفي يوم من الأيام، تطلب أم عبد الله من منيرة طلب، بعد رجوعها من العمل ...

أم عبد الله : يمه منيرة، خلي عادل ينام عندي اليوم , أحس أني تعبانه
منيرة : لا خالتي ، أشلون أخلي عدولي ينام عندك، شنومني .
أم عبد الله : بس يبنيتي عشان أذا تعبت تالي الليل أدزه لكم ، وين فيني شده أركب فوق .
منيرة : لالالا خالتي ، هذا ياهل شعرفه هالسوالف، ومابي أخرعه، أخلي الخدامة تنام عندك، وبدال الوحدة عندنا عشرة، ولا عدول عشان ينام عدل وراه مدرسه ، عن أذنك خالتي بروح أنام تعبانه من الشغل


وتتركها مودعه بكل أنانيه ، وحرمتها من حفيدها، وفي العشاء يحضر طلال إلى المنزل، وكعادته يدخل على والدته، ويتعشى معها، قبل ذهابه إلى شقته في الطابق الثاني، ويلاحظ بأن أمه متضايقة بضع الشيء، ويلح بسؤالها، ولكن لا تجيب على استفساراته


طلال : يمه عسي ماشر، شفيك ؟
أم عبدالله : ماشر بس، مالي خلق .
طلال : افا عليك ، تعوذي من بليس، وقوليلي شفيك .
أم عبدالله : طلال ، ترى مالي خلقك !
طلال : معناتها فيك شي، ماراح أتركك لما تقو ليلي أشفيك .
أم عبدالله : والله شقولك يوليدي ، ماودي أسوي مشاكل !
طلال : يعني في شي ؟!
أم عبدالله : لا شي عادي
طلال : طيب ، قوليلي حيرتيني .
أم عبدالله : لا ، اليوم طلبت من مريتك تخلي عادل ينام عندي ، أحس أني تعبانه شوي ، وعيت .
طلال : سهله هذي يما أفا عليك ، ألحين أدزه لك .
أم عبدالله : لا يوليدي ، طاب خاطري ، خله عند أمه
طلال : ألحين أرجع لك بعد أذنك .
أم عبدالله : طلال، أسلمك لا تهاوش معاها .
طلال : لا تحاتين، خلي الموضوع على ، ولا يصير خاطرك ألا طيب




ويصعد طلال إلى شقته ، دون أن ينظر إلى زوجته ، الجالسة على الأريكة ، ويتجه إلى غرفة النوم ، ويسحب فراشه ، وينزل إلى الطابق الأرضي، وكانت زوجته تناديه، ولكن دون أجابه منه ، وتتفاجأ والدته من حضوره .


أم عبد الله : عسي ما تهاوشت معاها ؟
طلال : لا، بس خذيت فراشي ونزلت .
أم عبدالله : لا يوليدي ، أرجع لمريتك .
طلال : يما ، مو أهيا تبي ولدها، وما تستغني عنه ؟
أم عبدالله : أي ، بس شتقصد ؟
طلال : وهم أنتي تبين ولدك ، وما تستغنين عنه ، كل وحده عندها ولدها، محد أحسن من الثاني .
أم عبد الله : الله ، انت واحد وما يفوتك شي .


وتعجب أم عبد الله من الفكرة، وفي تصرف طلال الحكيم ، وفي نهاية اليوم الثاني ، تتصل منيرة على زوجها طلال ، وتسأل عن سبب تركها ، والنوم في الطابق الأرضي ، ويجيبها طلال ....



طلال : أنتي لما أمك تتعب ، أمنعك عنها ؟
منيرة : لا
طلال : أمي تقولك خلي عادل ينام عندي ، تهيولتي ؟
منيرة : موقصدي ، سامحني وأبيك تفهمني .
طلال : مو أنا إلى أسامحك ، أمي لازم تسامحك بالأول، وبعدين أنا




ويسكر الخط بدون سابق إنذار، وتنزل منيرة للطابق السفلي مسرعه، وتلتقي على أرجل أم عبد الله وتطلب منها السماح والمغفرة، وتهل الدموع بينهما ، وتشرح لخالتها بأنها لاتقصد الأسائه، وتتوجه لطلال ، و تطلب منه السماح ، وتنزل هي وأولادها يعيشون مع الجدة في الطابق السفلي ، وتقوي علاقتهما أكثر من ذي قبل ، وتستمر حياتهما بكل سعادة وسرور.



تمت

One of the feature in K800i is ( Blog this ) The way its work : 1- Take a picture 2-Send to Blog 3-Write the title and the text 4- Publishing Thats it , i think its the easiest way to publish post on your blog

Finally its opened in Kuwait

Edit: Busynow Flickr Using shozu i can upload pictures to my flickr from my phone (K800). And you can use it with any phone just sign with them and download the app for your phone (compatible phone) , then you can upload pitures directly from your phone to your account, you can use the app to upload video to your youtube account . Try it its a good service.

The only arabic winner of Nobel Prize for Literature is dead...
It's so sad, i almost cried when i heard the news...
Mahfouz's novels affected me as they did for so many other people
I don't think any writer can replace him in Egypt or in the whole Arabic region

Part 1:

1) I read books religiously
2) I actually use the indoor/outdoor profile settings on my cell phone for when I'm indoors and outdoors
3) I don't like fish but I eat it when it's served
4) On the other hand, I eat sushi on an every day basis
5) I love Seinfeld
6) My height is 165
7) I have a pink room, a pink bean bag chair, pink blankets and a pink throw
8) If I like the way a blogger writes I read all his/her previous posts even if they date back to 2 years ago
9) I've been in 6 schools excluding KU and the one I'm going to transfer to
10) I hate all my friends' boyfriends
11) I say very dirty words to people who nearly kill me on the road
12) I make a shrugging move and pout whilst mouthing 'I'm sorry' when I nearly kill someone on the road
13) I've had 12 speed cameras catch me in the past 8 months alone
14) I get crushes on bloggers
15) I'm currently reading a book called Freakonomics
16) I like touching beneath my cats paws so much that I want a purse made out of them (not my cats paws, another cats paws)
17) I get a –word of the day- email each day (obviously)
18) I use that word in a sentence when I'm talking and then pretend that I've known it for a while
19) I'm currently listening to The Cardigans – lovefool
20) Smart men turn me on
21) I can only read when I'm at a café or my bathroom
22) My cat has taught me how to commit
23) I love nip/tuck
24) I think that John Travolta is the hottest man alive
25) I'm an obsessive compulsive neat freak (and B will vouch for that)

To be continued..

saturday most schools in kuwait will start, so the school which am teaching in is starting.as a teacher i started from this sunday . i went to the school i was suprised the classroom which i am supose to have is EMPTY no chairs or tables etc...... so i went to the principle and told her the class room is empty and then she told me that they will arange the classroom next day i went next day and really the classroom has everything in it ,so while am cleaning the classroom and aranging it this teacher came and he told me that this classroom was his calssroom and now its mines and the stuff which am having is his stuff specially the carpet and i told him what happened and he did not belive me and he started to scream and tell me how dare u take my stuff and am going to take them now i told him if have any problem let him go see the principle, by the way am a new teacher in this school so he still don't know that i understand arabic coz i was talking to him in english and he is the head of arabic and am an EFL teacher ,so while we were having this argue anther arabic teacher came he asked what's the problem and he told he this lady the thive toke my stuff and the other one told him in arabic (deee hamara mish fahma hagah henah ) she is dunmp and don't understand nothing here so here my face went RED and i answered in arabic that i understand everything what he said ...................... when i spoke in arabic they started staring at eachother and i told him yes am a kuwaity and u have to respect me and the other non-arabs toooo and he starting appolyzing..... i wish i had i camera coz i really wanted you guys see thier faces .... so they left the classroom.

Also I've decided, * I should stay away from nostalgic songs * It's about time I learn how to cook Kuwaiti * and I should get a mobile telephone (preferably N series I suppose)

* I've taken up Spanish for reasons beyond me. Blame Larry Keim! * Last night slept on the beach: sticky , sweaty and all tha jazz. Came home this afternoon in desperate need of a shower. Went to the bathroom, stripped, got in the tub and wadyoo know: NO WATER! Got a towel, wrapped it round myself and stayed like that for 2 hours planning my next move. Check in a hotel ? Go over to

;

Au Revoir..

Australian Kastanaa ;p Nyum Nyum ;p

On Our Way To The Farmers Market/Farm

My Future Car ;p

Best Apple Ever..

It was amazing

( No Comment ) :p

Hard Rock Buwgah ;p (Burger)

Hot Band Playing in Hard Rock.

Amazing.

Look Familiar ?

LOL

I loved this is 7Eleven..

The sign underneath the shelf of smokes..

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I'll be heading home tommorrow enshallah..

O9al ElKuwait Friday Night..

I'll Miss Everyone Here..

No One Gets How Much This Is All Affecting Me..

It hurts to think that Most Girls I wont Be Seeing Ever Again..

I've Gotten SO close with a few.. if not all..

Ive cried so much, thinking how its ending so fast.

Dam3eti Sahlah..

So it isnt an Enjaz... Not At All ;p

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Badry 9edeegi,

Ta3al Ejles Hena Egbali..

Badry Gereeby,

Weddi Amali 3youni Wkha6eri Bshoufak..

Tarahi KaMen Youm wNetfarag..

*

Ejles Ya Doubek, 9ar elWagt Yehanali

Madam Sem7at Lek E'6erouf wDegaygek..

Tarahi Kamen Youm wNetfarag..

*

Yama wYama Sehart elLail YalGhali..

A3eed BelMawaqef, wel Siwalef..

Ajles Akteb Qe9ayed Netharha Eshoug Fi Bali

*

Tebgha E9ara7a,

A3ezzek Yal Ghaly

A3ezzek Ya Ba3ad 7ali..

*

Fe Wagten Geleel 3agli Selabtah,wYoumi Nawartah

Law Yegoulo Jerou7i Bsebat Esyoofik..

Tebra Ejrou7 wa7is BelKoun Ye9faaaali..

*

Badry 9edeegi T3aal w"Khallek" Hena Egbaali..

wKamel Bei Bagi Ma3roofik..

Tarahi KaMen Youm wNetfarag..

*

Wallah Enny Men 3eraftek Yal 9edeeg

'6agat Anfasi w'6aya3t Ejhoudi..

Men Bedayat elThiwany..Wana Afaker Fe Nehayat'ha..

Fyoum elWeda3 Yal 9edeeg..

*

Thalath Asabe3 wKenhum 3eshreen 3am..

3araftek Feehn w7abaitek Feehuum..

*

Latshek Tarak Men "elGeleeleen"

Gleleeen 9ar Lehom Fi Galbi Maskan..

wFgalbi Bait Dayem..

*

Ta3al Yal Gereeb wKhallek Hena Egbaali

Tara el3umr Ayam..Tmur Ka '3a'6at el3ain

wKelha Ayaam wNetfarag..

wala 7ad 3alem Byoum El-Liga Thaaani..

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(For Lee'o)

The other day I watched an old home-film… In that film I saw my late mother, and that made me nostalgic to the old times, when I was young seeking her kindness and comfort... Those mothers, and fathers, who raised us, may be different human beings – Sometimes, I wonder if our generation of parents is as strong and kind as the generation of our parents. It is not easy for me to answer such a question, and I leave it to my children and others’, children to answer, however, we might not arrive at a specific conclusion.

On the other hand different generations might have certain sets of norms and behaviors that fit their specific era, and circumstances. Social and economic factors reflect on human attitudes and family relationships... Extended family form was the norm in Kuwait in the early decades of the 20th century. When I graduated from college in the late 60’s of last century, I found that my father built a new house with separate apartments or quarters, for each of us, the brothers. But then we moved in separate directions to different locations and separate houses…
I thought, then, that the concept of an extended family is done with in Kuwait.

It is true that brothers and sisters, along with their children, do meet occasionally, and communicate with family members, but is it the same? Anyway, one must always remember that it is hard to match his parents in their love and care. The level of love and care may differ according to time and place, but nothing can replace such love and care, especially if you were raised in a healthy social, and family environment.

This is dedicated to you Ali, with love..

عندي مشكله....مشكلتي الله يسلمكم...لا أشوف أو أسمع عن أحد طاح...من أشوف أو أسمع عن طيحة آدمي...أغشي من الضحك....ما أقدر أتحكّم بردّة فعلي....و الحين بموت من الخوف من الحوبه...و الله عيزت و أنا أحاول أسيطر على روحي...ماني قادره...ساعات الموقف ما يستحمل أن أحد يضحك عليه... و وايد مرات يكسرون خاطري و ودّي أني أساعد...بس اللي أقدر عليه...أني أقوم من المكان عشان ما أخبّص أكثر من التخبيص اللي أسويه بضحكي....ذاك اليوم واحد من أعز أصدقائي...فقدته...كم يوم...دقيت عليه أتشرّه...مسكين متبلتع و مسوي روحه أسكت...و رايح يلعب رياضه...و أهوه على المشايه...هف و طاح...و مسكين تعوّر...و أهوه قاعد يعد لي السالفه...أبي أسكت ماني قادره...و أهوه يعد علي شلون قام من الأرض بسرعه عن الفشله...أنا كنت بموت...ما وعيت...الاّ صارخ فيني...يا........ما تقولين سلامات...مو تضحكين...تأسّفت منه...و قلت له خو أنت تدري أني ما أقاوم هالمنظر....بس عقب زفّته...من صجي قمت أحاتي الحوبه....لأن الشماته وايد...وايد...وايد

Why do we wake up sometimes and feel down?
Is it the weather, hermones, or just a state of mind?
I don't know how long this is going to take, so please guys and gals HELP.
So do you think I should ditch work and go to BARCELONA :-)

قريبا في دور العرض ( عمارة ماجديان ) بطولة ماجد القبندي , والفنان القدير فواز سيف بالاشتراك مع الفنانين : ايمن ابراهيم وصالح وعلي طالب. يناقش الفيلم العديد من القضايا التي يعاني منها الشباب الكويتي في الوقت الراهن, حيث يعالج مشكله الشذووووووووذ الجنسي التي باتت منتشرة بشكل كبير وايضا يعالج مشكلة التعري والقز في ارجاء المجمعات التجارية. وسيتم عرض الفلم عندما تسنح الفرصة لما فيه من لقطات مثيرة واوضاع مخلة بالاداب العامة حيث تم قطع اجزاء من الفلم قدرت مدتها ب 60 دقيقة مع العلم ان مدة الفلم 45 دقيقة !! ويشارك في الفلم العديد من الاوجه الجديدة على الساحة المحلية حيث حاز هذا الفلم على جائزة افضل تصوير في مهرجان كان ( ومازال وسيبقى .. ) المقام في برج المارينا.

 

 

After a humorous debate with a family friend on what movie to watch tonight, I ended up playing The Notebook based on popular demand [I was shooting for “Friends with money”]
The movie has an animated beginning, I quickly fell in love with the heroin, as for the hero, I wasn’t convinced with his casting at first but again, he grows on you by the scene.
As the story develops, I found myself wanting to stay in the story within the story, eagerly waiting the moments of retrospection of the epic love story.

It's been a while now since the last outage and seems like they (the Japanese company) had actually fixed the problem(s). Though whining and crapping our pants in darkness is all what most of us did (guilty by charge -- of first charge!), we had only a small legitimate reason to do so; Why? Because the power stations ARE getting overloaded. I think that the only thing the government did wrong

In a city like Kuwait where a vicious work world is out there with expatriates and locals fighting for the perfect job, it's easy to get lost in the rat race and forget what life is all about. Parents are shopping for back to school stuff for kids, businessmen are getting their businesses back on track after the summer and young people are looking for the fall trends. Life seems so simple yet is it?

Deep in the heart of the Kuwaiti desert lies a world unknown to the average person. A world that looks like a scene from "The Day After". A depressing world. Thousands and thousands of tents lay erect on the desert sand with portable bathrooms around the corner. Kansas Avenue or New Mexico Avenue. No, this is not Spring camp. This is a camp that looks like hell itself and nicknamed Camp jail. You can check in but you can't check out, at least for most.

Yes, thank God for civilization. Thanks for the roof on my head, the bed I sleep on and would you believe, thanks for the bathroom that's not portable but most of all, thanks for the freedom of going wherever I want, whenever I please!

No matter the cause, no matter the price, I couldn't do it. Could you? And if so, how much would they have to pay you for you to check in but not check out? Actually, to put it more bluntly, how much do you think your life is worth?

When it comes to mobiles, the 'culture of mobility', first thing that comes to mind is how recently released it is. But nevermind that for now and let me tell you how seriously vital mobiles are to more than just a selective generation and a story on the side.
Consider me. I have been for what seems like ages without a mobile... why?
No apparent reason.
My latest mobile I just gave to my Mom. Yet when we travel ofcourse having a mobile is a must, so I'm given one from the family, I then give it back when we come back.
So now after all this time I am going to have to put aside my laziness and procrastination on buying a mobile and actually get it done with already. I can say that my friends pretty much gotten sick of it, but I don't get it why not call my home number anyway? ;p
Oh well. I have been interested in the Nseries before it's release, but Kuwait needs time until we get into the practical stage of them N's. Oh and suggestions of what to get are surely more than welcome. Allah 7ayaah.

Before I got my license, I wanted to get a pink car. Not a bright ohmygod-my-eyes kind of pink but a metallic pink. Once I got my license, it was still on my mind but I didn't actually go through with it. Now I'm sort of glad. I see the sudden outburst of colored cars and it is just revolting. Rarely do I see a pink car 'thabe6' il lon. It's either too pink or too bright or too light, and it just doesnt go well with all car models!

The following car is an example of what a nice pink paint job on a nice car would look like:

It's a decent color of pink and the color actually compliments the car. It's also for sale fa ham da3aya 7ag-hum li'ana they live nearby. :-p

The following two cars are painted colors you should NEVER consider:

Orange? Seriously, orange? no no, seriously?

What is this color? It changes simultaneously. Is it blue? Is it purple? Why is it so shiny?

To the owners of these cars (and friends who encouraged them) I am not trying to offend you. I am merely trying to offend your taste. I'm sorry but what were you thinking? Please TELL me. There is a lot more where this came from. I've seen baby purple cars, cars with 2 different colors, cars with bling-bling on the wheels. Where does it end?

Although, if you actually like it then who am I to judge? In the end it's your car and this is just my personal opinion on the matter.

Update: For KD and all those interested in the pink porsche call 6155589 asap.

mashallaaaaaaaaa mashallaaaa !!!!

sob7an alah ashwa iny i5tart hal template :P

http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyourblogorjournalbequiz/

so2al lel jamee3 ..

what's your goal in life ? and why?

shino hadafek bel 7ayat ?? shino il shay ily tetmana inik it7aqeqa before your last day in this life .. o laish ?

aby afham .. sh-hal sa5afaa .. y3ny super fara'a3aaaaaaaaaaa .. shelmuhem ib yawmeyat 7aleema .. alah wil yawmeyat .. y3ny laish il 3alam wa9el daraja 5ayaleya bel sa5afa .. kel ma kan il shay as5af kan more popular o kan ma6loub !!

il mara 7ilwa bas laish il sa5afa .. 7ilwa bs lata7acha .. :P

aham shay ina il naaas pay money to listen to this sa5afaa .. y3ny we3 tafahaa!!

efff :P

Living in a place like Kuwait makes me think of lots of thing about the human affection.. well, affection is very restricted in Kuwait.. I was so glad to see that nowadays, a husband and wife started to feel comfortable to be holding hands in public and walk in pride.. when I first moved back, it wasn’t like that.. of course in people’s eyes, it is different if the couple looked like foreigners..

So how many phases do human beings go through in a duration of twenty something years?

Because it feels like i go to sleep and i wake up with new ideas that are not compatible with my previous ones! and they are not passing-by ideas, they are like things to do with my future or so, pretty much life defining say!!
like i obtained this new personality "or mind maybe" while sleeping..


ANOTHER SUBJECT

Shopa, i dont wanna scare you but do u know that what we did in the mall last friday, was something that i actually saw in a dream maybe 3 weeks before? i forgot to tell you about this dream cos i myself forgot that i had that dream, but while we were going around i was saying to myself "wait, i did this before, and said the exact thing before" specially the part in MAC, that was my dream taking place live!!

DONT FREAK OUT
LOL ;P


Same thing happened last week with my mom and I, see i always dream of this huge field that has fences and trees and i seem to go there to visit poeple i donno with a person i donno either "guy", in dark hours only!!!!
So me and mom lost our way trying to get out of shuwaikh area avoiding 4th ring road as much as we can, and we actually passed by the field that comes in my dreams, when i told my mom she started reading Quran and not talk to me!! she was scared cos it was night too and the place felt like a piece of a place outside kuwait.

• Parmegiano Reggiano (parmesan): Shaved on top of pastas and salads. Used in pestos and risottos.
• Manchego: Manchego is named for the Spanish region of La Mancha, also home of Don Quixote. A perfect sheep milk Spanish tapas cheese, served as wedges, you can have it with fresh bread and a side of olives.
• Camembert: A nice and mild soft cows milk cheese that is easily spreadable on baguette and crackers. I love to spread it on a nicely grilled wagyu burger on a bagel with Dijon mustard.
  
• Feta: This cheese is widely used around the Eastern Meditteranean countries. its soft and creamy taste along with its crumbly texture makes it perfect for multiple uses. I usually used it the most in salads with roasted pinenuts, argula and raspberry balsamic dressing.
• Leicester: Similar to cheddar, but has a more deeper orange color and has a flaky texture. I like to have it very simple, just a thick slice between two peices of super soft whole grain bread slices.
• Stilton: This is an English version of the Roquefort, but much milder and creamier. This goes very well on salads or just a plain table cheese.
• Buffalo Mozzarela: This is the most widely misrepresented cheese. The mozzarela you buy from the supermarkets are extremely different than the buffalo mozzarela known to Italians. The best way to eat this cheese is just plain fresh as an antipasti. However, new mozzarela bars in Italy are infusing it with different cuts of meat like bresaola etc. or sliced and served on a bed of arugula. Simply Divine.
  

Yesterday it was Sergei Krikalev's birthday and it felt like new year to me. I don't know why. I think so many things happened in life since his birthday. Let's state what things I have accomplished in space-related activities: Attended Space Generation Congress and International Astronautical Congress in Fukuoka, Japan.Interviewed for space documentary movie.Attended SIA Board meeting as

Earlier this month I met a fan of my blog and that was a wonderful experience and I finally had the pleasure of meeting a blogger that I admire and respect a lot...it was really nice meeting that blogger in person and I honestly never expected that blogger to be as friendly and so easy to talk to...that blogger is the first blogger that I meet in person and I can't wait to meet some of you when I

It's amazing the things that go through a child's brain. How they seem so innocent and how they continue to surprise is just amazing.
Now lets take this situation for instance. A few days ago my sis and her kids came over to have lunch and spend the afternoon. There were remarks made during lunch of how my bro forgot to order dessert. So after we finished our meal the family headed towards the living room, some to have their traditional tea after anything thing and others lounge around trying to ease the suffering caused by their bloated karsha's. We sat there talking and sipping, I noticed the older and very loud niece's weren't there trying so cutly (not a word I know) to pass herself of as an adult. I start looking around but her huge kisha is no where in sight. Suddenly a bustle is heard from the small kitchen on the second floor. The sound continues for a couple of minutes. Then my lovely six and a half year old niece walk's outta the kitchen and into our tea and sugar infested living room holding this:


My dear lovely and caring niece did not want us to spend our afternoon without some dessert.


So here's the thing. Yeah her intentions seemed nice but no one really could bring themselves to eating this mix. I mean just hearing everyone's excuse as to why they can't try it was funny enough. I was the last one and my excuse was that am on medication and I can't have anything with sugar for the whole day. she let out a very faint and disappointed sigh, no one tried her dessert, the one she made for us. As she was humbly walking out to take back her plate my brother asked her, "hey, why don’t u try it?" she quickly replied "are u for real, look at it its scary am not gonna try it"

go figure ;p

Is this? It's far beyound the PATHETIC phase... I think she invented the meaning of the word.

Yesterday my dad finally bought me a whole new set of acrylic paints since I really love painting a lot!! .He also bought some clay for ~F~ she needed it for some art project to make a pot so that's just great am gonna help her out and make the pot in a our own creative way .THE clay is of the terecota type u know the brown one. After we are done making our funky design on the pot we'll dap on some paint and make it look all pretty so can't wait to start...

I always wanted to make pots clay pots in particular.
I was looking at some art show on T.v there was a lady can't remember her name but she's really great at pottrey and other clay related works. she demonstarted on tv how its done and its very intresting Hmmmm... maybe I shud get into pottrey....





Apples
Did I ever tell you how I love green apples .They are the best way better than the red and yellow once
bitter sweet green appples just the way I like'em!!

It seems it was ages ago when the US presidential elections produced George Bush as president for the United States. Back in 2000 the fact that Bush was a bit of a dimwit didn’t bother the slimmest majority that elected him, mostly because of the smart political play that Karl Rove played to move the Republican vote and to ensure that the Florida recount comes out in Bush's favour.

Back in 2000, Bush's ignorance of foreign policy and his inexperience with the countries of the world never bothered the American electorate, but after 9/11 everything changed. That day the consequences of an unbalanced US foreign policy went back home to bite the hand that fed its growth. US foreign policy went up in priorities, and the world got stuck with America’s poor choice of president.

I was reminded of this when I heard an interview on the radio about Bush’s experience with the world before he was president. Someone being interviewed said that Bush never visited any country outside of the United States except for one, and that was Israel!

So, I wanted to verify that and found this answer on Google Answers (which by the way is a great reference).

Anyway to summarise, the AP reported in December 2000 that,

“Bush's foreign travels have been limited to three visits to Mexico, two trips to Israel, a three-day Thanksgiving visit in Rome with one of his daughters in 1998 and a six-week excursion to China with his parents in 1975 when his father was the U.S. envoy to Beijing.”

The Mexico visits were just short trips across the border from Texas. Apparently, as governor he had some shallow “diplomatic experience” with Mexico, which at the time of the campaign had impressed Condoleezza Rice immenesly! In China, according to the New York Times, he was "trying to date Chinese women (unsuccessfully) during a visit to Beijing in 1975."

So, what was the Israel trip about?

As governor of Texas, Bush was invited in 1998 by Isreal's prime minister Netanyahu to visit Israel.

Looking through the internet, I found this. A speech he made after that rare visit outside the United States, attributed to then-governor Bush's press office.

It honestly reads like a “what did I do during my summer break” school essay. It was about his trip to Italy, then to a two-hour visit to Egypt to have dinner with Mubarak, then to Israel to “listen and learn.”

His visit was one-sided, and never mentions the Palestinians. Even when he visited the Golan Heights, his words were about a lady born in Texas that responded to a nationalistic call to move to Israel. She moved from Texas to live in the Golan Heights, which are Syrian lands occupied by Israel. Yet, that never registers in his mind. Why would it?

He goes on to gloat that he saw democracy, and that Israel is the only democracy in the Middle East. Israel - a democratic country? Israel, the country with ghettos for the indigenous people that aren’t allowed to trade or move. A democratic country where an Arab-Israeli is valued less then a Jewish-Israeli. He never saw that. Why would he?

Towards the end of the speech, the purpose of his visit as Governor of Texas becomes clear. It’s money. He says, “we've got over $600 million of trade with Israel now.” I bet he also got some guarantees of support for his presidential campaign.

So, why troll through this? Why look back at things 6 years ago? Who cares? Well, we all should.

A mistake like Bush should not happen again. With the way his administration has involved America in the world, no one like Bush should ever be elected again. If America wants to involve itself in the world, then it needs to be represented with leaders that are capable of communicating with the world. Through diplomacy, negotiations, and understanding. America should endeavour to build bridges, instead of flattening lands to reconstruct. America should converse to share values, instead of shooting bullets to change minds.

No more cowboys.

As the US mid-term election campaigns start to whirl and post-Bush America start to be shaped, the subject of foreign policy and foreign affairs competency has to be an important metric by which candidates are measured. This is what the world needs, and demands, from America now. Before America’s interventionist attitude further polarises the world, and draw us all into an age of furthermore fear and violence.

No more simpletons.

This past holiday's menu was the following:


Excellent long weekend, I spent a quality time with the family, Cooked for everyone yet managed to do some watersports..
A much needed break by far better than my last attempt of a getaway..

Today is my favorite cosmonaut "Sergei Krikalev". He is turning 48 today. I wish I can greet him today in voice as I did last year sent my greetings to him while he was in space. :)

Those eyes.. he keeps on gazing in them as she keeps on trying to solve the cross word puzzle early in the morning.. what a feeling.. just the thought they are together laying down and not doing anything makes him go crazy.. she stops and looks at him for a second as she feels his amorous stare.. her cheeks turns red and throws a pillow at him while asking him “what??” with a face all ablaze with

DALLAS, Texas (AP) -- An Iranian-born U.S. woman said Friday she will become the world's first female space tourist on September 14, joining a Russian crew on a mission to the international space station. Anousheh Ansari will join the crew of the Soyuz TMA-9, which will launch from Kazakhstan, according to the home-technology company, Prodea Systems Inc., run by Ansari's family. "This is a

some witty, rude and interesting t-shirts sporting kuwaiti-related phrases are available on amazon.com. no amazon really does sell everything - take a look

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First of all, a shout out to all the people who now know who I am. Thanks to my not-so-discrete use of my friends names and topics. Yes you :-p I've been quite busy for the past few weeks, and I'm still not done but I decided to keep this blog alive nonetheless.

Disclaimer: If you are in any way offended by the talk of masturbation then please refrain from reading this post.



I wanted to write how B's nephew masturbates but I don't have the time nor the energy to look up children exhibitionists. I'd rather talk about masturbation in general. (Also inspired by another blogger who loves masturbating so much he got turned on when I told him my cat licks himself) – That was an exaggeration but the real version is pretty close.

This post is not supposed to be sexual, it is merely me shedding some light on certain aspects of masturbation that I wasn't aware of. If you have more accurate information on the matter then please enlighten me.

"The word masturbation is believed by many to derive from the Greek word mezea ("penises") and the Latin turbare ("to disturb")." – So apparently, masturbating is disturbing ones penis? Hmm.

1) What does Islam think of masturbation?
"Istimna (استمناء) is the Arabic term for masturbation. Masturbation may only be done in fear of committing adultery, nor is it preferred (either getting married and fasting is suggested as alternatives) It is totally forbidden in the Shi'a sect, but the four Sunni schools of jurisprudence (known as 'mazaheb') have differing stances on the issue. Some consider it forbidden in all cases. Some see it forbidden in certain cases but obligatory in others. Another view is that it is 'makruh' but not expressly forbidden. Scholars of Islam do not approve of masturbation, except in extenuating circumstances."

2) Are there any benefits to masturbating?
"It is held in many mental health circles that masturbation can relieve depression and lead to a higher sense of self-worth + On July 16, 2003, an Australian research team led by Graham Giles of The Cancer Council published a medical study which concluded that frequent masturbation by males may help prevent the development of prostate cancer. The study also indicated that this would be more helpful than ejaculation through sexual intercourse because intercourse can transmit diseases that may increase the risk of cancer instead."

Boys and Girls:
"Compulsive masturbation can be part of a sexual addiction syndrome"

Do u know that some ppl think today is الاسراء و المعراج
Well, actually, ma yenlamooN ! I knew cuz someone told me last week :P
Bs 9ara7a who is the idiot that حط قرار ترحيل العطل
Cuz the whole purpose of el 3e6la ra7 :P!
It was given a 3e6la for the reason of the occation !
سو اذا ترحلت
Malaha salfa basiclY !!!
Don’t u agreee!???

هذا الموضوع من زمان كان ودي أكتب عنه... ماشاء الله وزارة الداخلية ما قصرت وظفت إعيالنا و إخوانا و عيل عمومتنا لا و بعد إعيال الجيران... و حطتهم بالدوريا و إترست الديرة(عند كل إشارة مرور و جسر) دوريات. بس للأسف وجود هذي الدوريات زي عدمها... إذا صار حادث جدامهم قالو والله ما نقدر إنسي شيء دق على 777... واحد ماشي 180 كم إقولون في كامرات... إللي أشوفه فالحين فيه شبابنا الضباط و الأفراد ثلالة أشياء:
1- دق باللأبر و تفخ الجسم(و الكرشة متر جدام)
2- يتمشى جمب السياير عند الإشارةماسك تلفونه و إخزز بنات خلق الله (الله يعينهم على الفواتير آخر الشهر)
3 - و أحلا شيء تشوفه الدوريات ما إتخالف إلا البنات... و آخر شيء إسامحها و يعطيها الرقم

جزيل الشكر لوزارة الداخلية

I feel like my health is decaying and it pissing me off. Volleyball season is abt to start and im out of shape. ned to look sharp and jump higher than last season.

Hmmm its weird.im starting to experience muscle spazms within my trachea (air-pipe) and i fee
short of breath. these attacks last abt 5 seconds.
other than that, nothing else has me miffed.


Miffed, now that is not a word that you see every day. I do have to admit,my hat's off to Showg for her sharp vocabulary and quick witt. keep it up girl :-P

How to modify your PSP D-pad

First off I would like to thank UfighterX.com for coming up with this brilliant technique to tackle the problem of the PSP d-pad. Surly the PSP D-pad is great and all but when it comes to play fighting games such as Darkstalkers, Street Fighter Alpha 3 or Tekken Dark Resurrection; it really pisses a lot of the hardcore gamers out there when they can’t even perform a simple fireball.

I wrote my own version of this tutorial and I have omitted some of the stuff that ufighterX.com uses in their guidelines. It may look the same to you but you’ll find some simple differences. Note: Do not attempt to use this tutorial if you’re not confident enough in opening up your own PSP. Otherwise you’ll probably end up in damaging it. If you are confident enough then Go for Broke!! Enjoy and please let me know how your results turn out. :D

The tools that you’ll need:



1. Scissor

2. Scotch Tape (Not thick one)

3. Sharp Blade

4. A Screw Driver

5. A Hole puncher *Preferably, a 1 hole*

6. Couple of Optical lens cloths.

7. An old NES sleeve or some black board paper that is about 0.5 mm in thickness. Not too heavy and not too light. Should have a feel of at least 3 – 4 A4 paper stapled all together. (You’ll be using it to create a cross hair)

8. Cross hair Template from UfighterX.com or here is my add-on version of the template.
Link: http://darkwolf.eprofile.us/images/CrossTemplateUfighterX.jpg

Preparing the Template:

1. Print out the template.

2. Cut a piece of the cross hair template and use a scotch tape to stick it on the NES sleeve or the black board paper. Before cutting the template of the NES sleeve, use the hole-puncher to create a hole in the middle. After that cut the template out and you should have your own cross hair ready.



3. Take a piece of scotch tape and roll it inside out so that you’ll have both sides sticky. *Optional, 2 sided sticky tape*

4. Cut the tape in a small circle format just enough to fill all four sides of the cross hair and stick it.

Opening the PSP:

1. Open up the battery cover and remove the battery from your PSP. Also remove the warranty sticker as of from this point your voiding your warranty. There are seven screws in total and they all need to be removed. Follow the picture below:



2. Have your optical lens cloth ready. During your work make sure that your PSP screen faces the table and that there is a lens cloth underneath. Lift up your PSP system from the face plate.



3. Immediately cover both your PSP system screen and your PSP “back” faceplate with the lens cloth as shown in the picture below. The reason, to avoid dust from touching your screen including your own finger prints. In addition to avoid usage of a can of air. Although a can of air is an option and that it is not essential.



The D-pad Fix:

1. On your face plate you’ll notice a rubber thingy is in place of the d-pad. Remove both the rubber and the d-pad.



2. Use the template that you have just created (make sure that it is taped inside out) and stick it on to the PSP d-pad (Not the rubber but the plastic one). Make sure that your template is in place exactly in the middle of the d-pad.



3. Place in your newly modified d-pad on to the PSP faceplate and patch up your entire PSP.

4. Test your PSP d-pad movement. The pad should not have a feel of thickness but normal (in a way, it should have a new feel to it).

5. Lastly, test your d-pad with Street fighter Alpha 3. This is mandatory because you have to perform a simple fireball so that your entire work would be a complete success. Other than that, I think Ryu is Capcom’s symbol in all 2D fighting games. He is a basic character and a key for all normal maneuvers of Street Fighter characters or any other fighting games out there by Capcom. If you can jump in all directions and that you can perform all of Ryu’s moves perfectly without any hassle; then give yourself a pat on the back for you have just modified your own PSP d-pad.

Here is an example of my modified d-pad results:

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Link to video result

Sure Im getting older & but at the same time, Im getting wiser... ;) For those who didnt get it, yes 2day is my birthday :D

Im Stronger
Im tougher
Im a SURVIVOR!

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“Holly skin patching, Batman. It’s Dr. Hannibal Lecter!”

From the first look at this picture, I thought it was a gun shaped miniature pizza. But I was sadly mistaken. For it was a real human skin, stitched up all together to take a shape of a gun.

The artist behind this sick, disgusting master piece was done by a Dutch woman named Joanneeke Meester. Her story on how she created this hideous project of hers was that she went into surgery to have an 8-inch-long piece of her skin to be removed. God only knows what reason that was for. In the end, instead of getting rid of the skin, she thought of creating a gun cover so that she can use it to it to cover a gun-shaped plastic and fiber mold.

I don’t want to post this photo in my blog for it is indeed disgusting. So I’ll just place a link for you to have a look see.

Link: http://www.neatorama.com/2006/08/13/joanneke-meesters-skin-gun/

Me, my sis and my bro don't comb our hair.
I just was wondering is that normal or abnormal?
Do a lot of people don't comb their hair and just leave it to nature to deal with it?

"You deserve a Waleed Bin Talal," this was said to me by a relative of mine after a hot argument about something or another....Flabbergasted, I asked "What do you mean?" it sounded sweet at first but I wasn't sure if it was meant to be a compliment.

"Well, you're daloo3a...you like being pampered...you do massages, manicures, pedicures and facials...you're more likely want to quit your job and let your husband spoil you. You're also sexy and deserve a Waleed Bin Talal...etc."

It was mixture of being extremely insulted but complimented all at the same time. Part of me felt that she made me sound so pathetic and the other part felt touched that she thought I deserved a millionaire. Needless to say, I was confused!

Then I got to thinking about rich men. Yes, if I saw a beautiful sports car, I do get a physical reaction and think "Oh my God, it's beautiful!" You'd think I saw a good looking man! Naturally, I never ever look inside to check the guy out. For starters, they're usually not good looking (sorry if I'm generalizing but usually they're not, I swear!)...Second, if he was good looking, I wouldn't want to have anything to do with him because RICH MEN SCARE ME!

Maybe it's my preconceived ideas of rich men. All those millions, beautiful models, sports cars and jets all at his feet...Everybody at his beck and call and he snaps his fingers and all the ladies run to him...it's just too much for little ol' me to put up with. I just couldn't do it. I know a man's temptation that comes with being so rich. Why would they stick to one chick. True, not all men are alike but hey, if he was traveling for business and met up with Angelina Jolley, would you blame him if he had a fling? I know it's crazy for me to admit it but it's true...unless he happens to be very religious, I doubt he'll be able to resist and who would blame him.

As for religious millionaires, well, I'd have to sit and really ask "how" religious is he. If his millions are going to go to bad charity, I definitely wouldn't want to have anything to do with him, thank you very much! Besides, how many religious millionairs are there out there?!

My encounter with rich men started when I was very young. I remember having a buddy who was so rich and was constantly being fought over by the girls in school. Sadly, he was also very lonely. He just couldn't tell who really liked him and who was just using him because he was rich. Later, we kinda stopped being friends because his paranoia got on my nerves and I was just too insulted by his constant fear that I was using him for something.

In the end, I suppose we all have dreams to live the life of the rich and famous or the "Waleed Bin Talal" life...but in reality,...I'm not sure that's a dream I would want to pursue...maybe I'm crazy but a diamond ring or a fur coat after his business trip in Paris would only make me more miserable 'coz I'll know he was up to something..Call me silly but a simple guy who can't afford his own private jet but can afford ordering machboos from Bin 3ateej while we watch TV at home, definitely sounds much more appealing.......yes..I do believe other girls wouldn't give a shit what he was up to and would just be happy with the fur coat and the diamond ring..but when it comes to me..the "daloo3a" as she called me..I'd take the home delivered machboos from Hawally any time, any day baby...so pass me the dakoos please..

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والله هذا الاختراع حده كوول هذا اللي قاعدين ننتظره الحين الغوص راح يحلو بدل ما كان بالاول هدوء ماتسمع الا صدى
طبعا الشركة تقول يتحمل بحد اقصى 10 قدم بس ماعليكم احنا خل نشتريه ونعدل عليه هاهاهاها
ولا شرايكم
(الراي رايك يا يبه والشور شورك يايبه)