The Truth About Life

A moment ago I finished reading lots of blogs, some of which hit me as funny, some as weird, comments were especially extra funny in all cases, sometimes I feel I am losing the point the post is after as I go in depth into the post.

Apparently, I wanted to write all night long, wanted the sweet feel of hitting my keyboard, the sadistic act of enslaving the buttons all over it and hitting them like there is no tomorrow, or maybe just there will be another tomorrow of button hitting and keyboard slavery.

The thing is I have found that I have had something to say as I read peoples’ posts and comments that came for them and as I thought of my long yet fruitful day. This entry maybe real lengthy, may hit you as an entry that would bore you to death or as one that you would really love. I don’t know and I don’ give a rat’s ass, I just feel like spilling it out in open air and let whoever feels like reading it read it.

In 2005 I went for two real huge mistakes, two mistakes that actually happened consecutively yet changed my life forever, they added to my experience something that I was really in dear need for, an addition that my experience was desperate to have before I totally define myself today the way I am.

I am not gonna mention what my mistakes were, so if you have any expectations lose them, I am gonna just run down the results, what I was lucky enough to learn and understand about life.

A couple to three month ago I felt real hopeless, real shitty, real depressed. I am in a job that pays comparatively low pay compared to what I expect for my skills and qualifications. I hate the place I work in, not to mention that although I adore half what I do at work, the other half to my job bores me to death. I was trying to find a new job, I was stressed before that and then the stress turned into depression when I just thought my life was falling apart, crashing down and then came that ray of hope, when July dropped by.

Besides my original half and half, full time morning job, I lecture in an institute that specializes in professional qualifications, in July the institute became two and today three. I started realizing that I should pursue my dreams after all I have been through. Before that I used to wait for calls, for people to ask me to come for an interview. Now besides waiting I started aiming at starting my own business, prepared a study and hit the street for Finance, made presentations, convinced people that I don’t need them, nor their money and finances, I need no bosses cause people need me. And I started winning; I started feeling the real importance of being part of the mechanism. I may have compromised having a social life momentarily. Not a day in June and July was spent at home by me. Then August arrived and I stayed home more than I went out and started planning and working so hard, even when I am at home, blogging a lot in the process. I only went out when I had to give lectures and of course in mornings to my full time job. And apparently the effort reaped great results, I have made more effective relationships with people in my field of work and I have been successful thank God in other aspects of my life too.

The thing is I have learnt things throughout my life and I have learnt things in the past few months and I have learnt a third group of things through observing people and also reading blogs. The most important of these things are listed below:

1. I can’t have everything at the same time. I can’t have everything period.

1. Even the multitude of things I could have and achieve cannot be achieved and cannot be mine altogether at the same moment. I mean they cannot happen all at once. One thing happens and then another one and that’s how I get to own them all at some point in time, just not all from the first moment.

1. I have come to learn that people could easily fail you if you get to depend on them.

1. I have discovered that people tend to lie and manipulate other people and they tend to really contradict their very own ideas and sometimes at the very same moment.

1. I have discovered that people enjoy double standards.

1. I have discovered that I shouldn’t give a fuck about people except for my family and best friend.

1. I know for sure that I have to believe in my dream and pursue it.

1. I have to go for my dream no matter how others try to make me fail, no matter how idiots bullshit me and drive me to serious desperation and hopelessness.

1. No depression should take long and if possible no depression should actually exist.

1. I always have to accommodate my plans to any new events and again aim at the same goal rather than using the silly excuse of new variables and factors to give up on my plans and on my dreams like a mere idiot.

1. People who keep questioning your honesty and truthfulness are dishonest themselves.

1. You shouldn’t see people with your eyes but see them for what they really are inside, if you care about them don’t let that blind you.

1. People will believe in you only when you start believing in yourself.

1. Always be confident no matter what and ignore people trying to bring you to rock bottom and ignore their continuous hatred of your confidence. People who lack confidence will just try to bring you to their same level.

1. Everyone is pretty self-centered so you better always care about yourself in the first place. You come first; and everyone else comes later on your list of priorities (Again with the obvious exceptions that I previously mentioned).

1. People will try to blame their problems and mistakes on you. They are psychotic, ignore them or even better, give them the finger.

1. When things get messed up, don’t lose hope, there is always a way out to the light.

1. People will compromise their principles, some will have none and some will just wanna stay kids forever, with little brains and shallow thoughts for life. Those will always criticize, they’re sick.

1. Freedom is not about doing what you wanna do whenever you wanna do it, freedom is about doing the right thing when you can actually do the wrong thing.

1. There is no one more important and no one like parents, they should mean the world to us.

1. Define yourself by defining your dreams.

1. Live life like you own it, it doesn’t own you. You are the king of your own life, you can shape it the way you like it, so think before you shape it ‘cause you wanna love your sculpture when you are done carving it.

1. Always try to stay closer to God. Create a balance between your addiction to your bullshit and your relationship with your creator.

1. You have to taste the sour to know the sweet.

1. And finally, one of my favorite quotes ever:

‘Do not go where the path may lead. Instead, go where there is no path and leave a trail’

All I wish is I am doing it right and all I hope for is that at the end of each day and when I am gone people will think I have left them a good trail.

The truth about life is it ain’t really that hard to deal with; it just needs people who are willing to learn about it, then dream it, then live it and make it right. It may seem hard at times, impossible to take at others but at the end of the day you feel the joy when you sit through a cold night sipping some hot drink and finally having a real laugh; one that is born deep inside, one that makes you teary and not the fake one most people have on their lips for almost their entire lives.

Defining your dreams

I was gonna post this as a comment but I thought it was too long for a comment so I decided to post it as an entry over here. I have mumbled and rambled about dreams a lot over here and I think this should be about the last post about them.

If I think dreams are what makes our lives worthwhile, makes tomorrow worth living and worth the wait. No one is born dreamless, it is only that dreams grow with us into more defined and more specific ones to form or final aspirations and dreams that we have to follow and pursue for the rest of our lives, achieving some and failing at some but at the end of the day the person who would work harder in the pursuit will achieve most of what he dreamt of.

The ‘Go Get It’ Concept:

The concept I have written about in the previous post is not an ‘aim low to achieve’ concept. It is instead an aim at what you really want concept what you will for sure keep pursuing and never give up on. The thing is when people don’t achieve what they dream of, it is all about the degree of their willingness to achieve. I mean people come to that point when they give up on what they hoped for, what they wanted and start blaming life and its hardships. Life has no hardships, what we perceive as so are seldom to be considered what we think they are and more often more like difficulties on the road. Such difficulties exist only cause at the end of the ride, when we hit our destination their existence are what spices up the achievement, makes it feel good and taste delicious.

Think of it as more of a road trip but a really long one. On the road your car tires may puncture, you will just step down and change whichever did and go ahead and nothing shall stop you until you are at your destination.

I always aim high, yeah I lose things along the way, and I partially fail and partially succeed. The failure reminds me that I cannot get everything or otherwise life would be overly easy, and the entertainment in it would go. The success tells me that I worked hard, blew all I could on trying and working until I actually got to achieve what I have aimed at or at least most of it.

My happiness with my successes correlate to my failures, those failures that may have got me down for a moment but then taught me how to taste the successes later on down the road, how to feel them and keep them.

I think the problem is that people always give up easily and so early along the way and start blaming life and fate just because they failed at their first try. They never think that they may have so failed ‘cause they try the wrong way or cause they tried at the wrong time.

Defining your Dreams:

Well, I will mention here what I mentioned as a comment to one of my posts. The vague idea of a dream is not an inexistence of the dream but more like a lack of definition of such a dream, everything is relative so when you dream you have to determine what degree of happiness you would love to achieve, and what wealth represents to you, etc.

As to how our dreams change with time, I think dreams do not change with time, I believe new dreams are added on the list and that’s what would usually keep the entertainment ongoing. I believe that all dreams are let’s say subsets of one major dream and that’s why we keep lining them up in our heads and hearts. And that’s when we have to start working on plan modification, that’s when we have to start incorporating the pursuit of those new aspects of a dream in our plans. Isn’t it all about being happy? Isn’t this the major dream? I mean even when your goal is to make someone else happy; don’t you think that your dream of doing so is based on the fact that seeing them happy will in turn make you happy?

The thing is even though dreams may seem to change they just get modifications along the way, giving up on the whole plan is sentencing your dream to death and then waiting for that day in which you die. Instead, you can always go for the other option, you can keep dreaming and make sure you always achieve.

The thing is one reaches one’s hopes only when they are willing to achieve them and only when those hopes are their true hopes the one they would work for with nothing to stop them. They maybe optimistic but not promising but only because the one promise in this world you need is from your own will and from your own strength along the road. You need to know that they are fueled enough to never let go of what you want and what you pursue. Now if that is real fueled up, you have your very own promise, if you try you shall achieve. And I believe in that case you will.

American Pie Trilogy

A few funny things about the three movies:

1. How since I saw Shannon Elizabeth in American Pie 1 for the first time I could never remember her and picture her dressed.

1. How Finch kept calling Steve’s mother, ‘Stifler’s Mom’

How I keep watching the three parts again and again and laughing again and again every time like I am watching them for the first time.

Sleep

Do you ever get the feeling that you are willing to resist sleep in favor for spending more time awake thinking that by sleeping all you are doing is losing precious time off your life? Do you ever think that waking up more is just extending your day more and that your need to sleep is not inherent in that you wanna go for the rest but in that you are forced to by your body mechanism which would otherwise crash?

I always get this feeling, I used to get it since I was real young until this day has come when I sometimes wish I could sleep more but all I could go for instead is three to four hours of sleep a day and that’s it. I got used to staying awake through longer parts of the night. It gets annoying at times but it still keeps the entertainment intact, the entertainment of having more time to do what you hope for doing. The fact that people keep talking about how short life is makes us wanna artificially extend it, only to end up extending our awake hours and reduce our sleep to what may or may not be healthy.

After all we spent most of our early childhood sleeping and we will spend most of our time sleeping when we get older. And well, to feel better about all of it being healthy or not I will say I love this verse of the poem:

فما أطال النوم عمرا، و لا قصر في الأعمار طول السهر.

And She Makes Magic

Honey like eyes, drops of heaven, the beautiful scent of a real woman, a magical tale from an older age and a mythical woman down from heaven. The beauty of your days, she brings it with her magic wand making you wind up waiting for her to show up, in your dreams, in your office, at your door.

Her smile that makes you end up thinking and asking yourself ‘what if’ questions. She steals the attention, grabs your thoughts and changes their direction. Her fair white skin, her thoughtful looks, full of wit and smart questions, they take you to places you have never been to before, she sits and listens, she asks her questions and then when she answers yours she leaves you speechless with a smile on your face.

The joy she brings when she makes a comment, when she says a word, when she makes you smile makes you laugh, she tickles your heart and steals your mind. And when she is sad she drives you crazy, you can’t let her stay down, you wanna see her smile, you wanna feel her happiness in the air, you wanna make sure she feels different, you wanna make sure she feels special.

If you never meet her then you know you are unlucky and if you do and not see her then you have been blinded, and if you open your eyes you wanna make sure she stays forever.

My Favorite Black

I keep getting asked why I am in love with the black color. The people at work feel it is weird and depressing how I wear black at lot and the days I change I wear a dark grey or a dark brown shirt and only cause of the pressure.

My mother hates my never ending obsession of the color black, and she thinks it reflects a depression, which is not true. I keep getting asked why black most or all of the time. The funny thing is most people do not ask to hear my answer, some do but not all. The majority asks me after they have already made up their minds as to how depressed I am and they are not usually ready to change their minds. Typical human behavior, what else do most humans have to do except judge and decide without trying to understand the other side of the story. Anyways, here goes the thing, black is elegant; I always think it is kind of intimidating. Grey is hypocritical and white gets easily stained. Black is a color I like, Black is what I wear, and I don’t wanna start walking with you through the difference between clothes and human beings… So ladies and gentlemen stop judging… And quit with the psychoanalytical bullshit…

Seriously what’s wrong with Black?

Yacoubian Building

Sometime ago I got to watch the great screwed up movie of Yacoubian Building and I can’t manage but ask one question. What the fuck does the author, director and all the actors in this movie aim at?

So apparently everyone who read this book went crazy about it, the great book, the great story, the what the fuck were they all talking about? This is simply a porno in disguise. Apparently the great Egyptian movie should not be allowed for people above 50 and not above 18, apparently this is not a movie to be shot in Egypt, apparently this is everything against customs and traditions. Let’s see.

First of all this movie is the kind of movie that tells the viewer that the Egyptian community is a community of horny, drunken idiots who care about stuff of minor importance, idiots, sex addicts, something that does not hold true, and something that people in other Arab countries seem to think of Egypt all the time cause the Egyptian media and what it injects in the minds of those people. I have never seen the media of a community working so hard on tainting the image of that community except for the Egyptian media and the idiots in Egypt he applaud for no apparent reason whatsoever.

I will not ruin the despicable, joke of a movie for you but I will just say in the loudest voice I have: I fucking object to this….

ATM

This is a forward I have got that I thought would be funny if translated in English to spread the joy… Enjoy:

A bank made the following announcement:

To all our valued clients,

We are glad to inform you that our bank has launched new ATMs that facilitates your withdrawal of cash without having to leave your vehicles. After months of planning we have decided to add some instructions for the use of the new ATM machines by clients of each sex. Please follow the appropriate instructions according to your Sex:

First: Male Clients:

1. Stop your vehicle beside the ATM machine.

2. Open your vehicle window.

3. Insert your Debit Card in the machine and then enter your 4 to 6 digit pin code.

4. Enter the amount you would like to withdraw.

5. Take your money, your debit card and the withdrawal statement.

6. Close your window.

7. Drive away in your vehicle.

Second: Female Clients:

1. Drive your vehicle to the ATM.

2. Drive back slightly until the car is adjacent to the ATM.

3. Pull your handbrakes and open your window.

4. In order to find your ATM card empty the contents of your purse on the passenger seat.

5. End your cell phone call with a promise to call back soon.

6. Try inserting your debit card in the ATM machine.

7. Open the car door and lean out to reach the ATM since you have parked distantly from the machine.

8. Insert your ATM card.

9. Try inserting the ATM card again, only this time insert it correctly.

10. Search in your purse for your small piece of paper where you have the pin code noted down.

11. Insert the pin code.

12. Press the cancel button then re-enter your pin code correctly.

13. Enter the amount to be withdrawn.

14. Make sure your make up is okay in the rear view mirror of your vehicle.

15. Take the amount withdrawn and the withdrawal statement.

16. Empty your bag one more time to find your small booklet and your wallet and put the money in it.

17. Note down the amount you just withdrew in your small notebook.

18. Again, make sure your make up is okay in the car mirror.

19. Drive your car for half a meter only.

20. Drive back to the ATM one more time.

21. Take your Debit Card.

22. Empty your purse again on the passenger seat to find your wallet.

23. Look at the angry waiting man in the vehicle behind yours in despise and disgust.

24. Switch your car engine on.

25. Call back the person you hung up with 30 minutes ago.

26. Drive your car 2-3 KM ahead.

27. Stop and put down the handbrakes.

And this was sent to me by a woman… How beautiful?

The One Hundredth

This is my 100^th post. So I thought it gotta be something really special. I was browsing online and I found this picture online a couple of days ago and I thought I should leave it as my winning card on a special day and what’s more special than a 100^th post.

Well when I looked at this picture I thought, and Mozilla loves you too baby, in fact I thought we all love you too babe… My parents should have named me Mozilla, I should have been a software, I should have been some kind of browser, a hot cool black suited browser. Mozilla you freaking lucky Bastard… Wanna tell you there were three other pictures but they can’t be posted here for moral reasons so this is enough for now…

Damn it I never get what I want, I never became a bra and I am not getting my browser dream, life sucks…

I hope this post is as special as I wanted it to be…

I-Blog

Lately I have been blogging too much. I have been blogging for longer hours than I sleep, eat, drink and watch TV all combined. The thing is I have got used to the habit of hitting my keyboard like there is no tomorrow. I enjoy that. Forgive me for throwing my bullshit at you in the form of post after post for I know not what you think… Or don’t forgive me, pity me for I am one of the addicts of the cyber works… Plus, Blogging is relaxin’ and you all know it…

Oh My God I need to get out more…