In the mood for Alanis Morissette

Like anyone would be
I am flattered by your fascination with me
Like any hot-blooded woman
I have simply wanted an object to crave
But you, you're not allowed
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight

Must be strangely exciting
To watch the stoic squirm
Must be somewhat heartening
To watch shepherd need shepherd
But you you're not allowed
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight

Like any uncharted territory
I must seem greatly intriguing
You speak of my love like
You have experienced love like mine before
But this is not allowed
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight

I don't think you unworthy
I need a moment to deliberate

Alanis Morissette -- Uninvited

Sepia reflection

Sepia reflection
Originally uploaded by Philippe Sainte-Laudy

My life has been revolving around 3 songs:
1. Top of the world by The carpenters
2. Windmills of your mind by Jose Feliciano
3. Blue cafe by Chris Rea

Now and then I have a mix of one or two songs. My life is like a Sin wave with a 30 mins time period. One hour I'm up, another hour I'm totally down.
I lost the ability to use words properly..
Words do kill, harm or murder..
A single word can keep you feeling guilty for life long! A word you can not capture or record.. something said and went in thin air .. but it can leave marks in the heart more than million hammers or nails can do.

These days my life is one and two. I'm on top of the world fighting all the windmills..
I feel like a peasant? a peasant who went suddenly to New York..
Lost? cold and hungry?.. but over joyed.. impressed by the whole new world..

I know this is not my place.. and everything will soon be gone..
But sometimes I can not help it.. I dream and dream and dream.. and dream.. then talk words.. and words ask for more words..
God!..
Why were we created with desires and needs?!
What if we were humans with hearts, but no craving for warmth?
or minds, with no urgency to think?!
What if we were souls that doesn't need to be fed?

Yesterday I had a nagging thought that I will die. I was so captured by the thought that I was afraid to go out.. was going to cancel everything at a second..
but one more second and I closed the door behind me..
instead of sitting down to write my will, I went to chase the sun.. and it was one "heaven" of a day..

it's fear my friend..
fear is the reason behind us losing faith in ourselves.. losing faith in our abilities and will..
Losing eagerness to go on..
Losing the love of charming lights within..
We lose the passion.. and then everything else losses its meaning..
Even words.. it will be hard..


I can hear "Top of the world" playing in my background now..
I'll forget about said words and my windmills.. and I'll think of the enjoyment I might once live :)

Reflections..

There is something about walking after rain, returning back home after a long working day. More like a new adventure. With a refreshing breeze, I expect new horizon in front of me.
Tomorrow hasn’t come yet.. and I still feel the sun is waiting for me with open arms..
Wait for me!..
I’ll run till there… for who really knows what or when..

Epitaph lost her blog!

Dear Google again,

We are a group of Egyptian bloggers really bothered by the blockage of the two-year-old blog "Epitaph_87" ( http://www.epitaph-87.blogspot.com/) along her gmail account (epitaph87@gmail.com), since October, 4th , 2008. She has sent you her problem and requests on Google Help Center and Blogger Support, but in vain. We wish that you'd help us retrieve that blog and account and answer the requests of our fellow blogress, sending you from (epitaph_1987@hotmail.com), and hopefully ASAP!
Just for notice, we have published this problem on our blogs!!

Thank you!

Google, Free Laila Blog!

This blog is restored now..
Thanks everybody for asking,
Thanks Google for making the link available again!

*****************

Dear Google,

I wish this message would reach you because you've turned my life into a mess the past couple of days.
My friend's email was hacked, and somebody has deleted all blogs she's an admin to, including a blog we were preparing for a big event next 19 October called "kolena Laila" or "We are all Laila". This event was to help Women in our society's to speak up and fight against unjust traditions. (http://laila-eg.blogspot.com/)
Now everything is just deleted, and you do not mention even a proper contact email to send you our request to have the site back!

I can provide all ownership requests you need to prove that this blog is ours and we should have it back..everything, the URL, the posts and comments...

Google, I will NEVER forgive you if our voices are not heard on your Blogspot lands, at time you are calling for project 10 to the 100 !

At least we want the URL back..

One of the many Laila's
Lasto adri


PS: Girls, please promote!


Other Voices
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Twitter Song

You’re no one if you’re not on Twitter
And if you aren’t there already you’ve missed it
If you haven’t been bookmarked, retweeted and blogged
You might as well not have existed

In the old days it was all about achievements
Collecting all your trophies in a shrine
Then everybody came across the internet
And suddenly you had to be online

A home page was all you really needed
To seem like a success but not a geek
As long as you updated semi-annually
And checked your email once or twice a week

You’re no one if you’re not on Twitter…

Technology was moving rather quickly
And the next thing you needed was a blog
With intimate and detailed press releases
And now and then a photo of your dog

More recently the students brought us Facebook
And everybody has a hundred friends
The parties in the photos look amazing
They’re not so great but everyone pretends

You’re no one if you’re not on Twitter…

Now you need to publish every movement
And every single thought to cross your mind
I’m told the Twitterverse is full of rubbish
But most of us are actually quite refined

We validate each other’s insecurities
And brag about the gadgets that we’ve bought
We laugh out loud at every hint of jolliness
And try to self-promote without being caught

You’re no one if you’re not on Twitter…

Ben Walker
Thanks to my GVO friends...

LOL

Few people like to finish a dream just to start another..

A yesterday's dream

A year ago I wrote something in a website asking to save our dreams and check it later on...

Today I received a reminder..

Dear Blue,

September 19, 2007 you wrote this dream to yourself on www.dreaminder.com. Today is the day that you thought you should read it.

mm... working and may be engaged.. why not?
with a car.. and at least 10 thousands in the bank...


We hope this service has been helpful to you. Please visit Dreaminder again to give us feedback or post your thoughts. You may also want to write yourself another dream to send to yourself in the future.

We hope you've enjoyed the adventure of knowing yourself.


Dreaminder
www.dreaminder.com

work?
engaged?
10 thousand at the bank?
a car?

:D
GOD!
Dream high, you reach the sky...
Dream moderate, and you'll be me..

Me is back..

Sometimes I feel stupid. I do act very stupidly without noticing except after 2 seconds. And always 2 seconds, not 3, not 4.. always 2..
One, two.. I got it.. I was stupid (!!)..
And what’s more stupid than acting stupid, is getting it eventually.. because later on, I act even more stupidly to show neutral reactions..

The words might seem vague.. But tell me, when wasn’t I?
It’s yet another babbling...
It’s yet another blog post…

Kolna Laila 3

 

Believe it or not, Laila is still here.. sound and kicking. She'll speak about herself, and the people who can not speak for themselves.

So, if you want to participate or ask for details..

Just click and leave a comment, or email us...

We'll tell you what to do..

Email: laila.eg.08@gmail.com

Blog: http://laila-eg.blogspot.com

Today's confession

I can neither make a good leader nor a good teacher,
I don't act, I react..