My To-do

So, I decided to take few days off from work. I've been running in loops for quite a while now.
Work Work Work.. Activities Activities Activities.. then few mins left for sleeping.. That's my present life.

No complains.. at least I'm busy doing something, better than busy not doing something, or not busy at all.. LOL!
Still I have my dreams I'm chasing. And I'll never rest till I have my feet firmly to the ground..


Organizing and days off, here you are my to-do list:

1. Finish the list for my books.
2. Email O and W about the survey.
3. Finish writing the advertisement
4. Go to the dentist
5. Finish reading 3 books: Animal farm, Alexandria/Beirut, History of women's movement in Egypt, koshary Masr
6. Write 2 articles on GVO for the preparations and the day
7. Formate the PC and install Linux
8. mm.. will get to it later


That’s enough for now.. oh.. and SLEEEEEP .. full stop.

Quick note

Two days ago I was down, totally down. Today I am good. And apparently I am because of my last decision to take a day off. isA I'll join my friends in a trip for the first time in may be three years, since Luxor and Aswan..
I can't believe that roughly two years already passed since my graduation.Llike a dream?.. no, but even faster..

I am happy I'll join them. I am really really happy and enthusiastic, as if life started smiling..
la la laaaa.. Can't wait to see the sea.. can't wait to click my camera and practice photography .. can't wait to unplug life.. can't wait to smell fresh air.. can't wait to fill in my ipod.. can't wait to laugh.. can't just wait.. and wish Saturday would never end :)


Mood singing in a Lala Land:

البحر دا مش مية أو موجة فوق صخرة
البحر دا أغنية بسمعها ميت مرة
من تانى بتوحشنى.. البحر بيخطفنى

My up's and down's

Though I have work today, I’ve slept yesterday at 4 am. I was tried, but I couldn’t sleep. My mind is occupied, my time is occupied.. my every inch is occupied. Tired.. exhausted.. running after something, and I’m not sure if I’ll reach it.. I’m not sure if its OK to run in that direction..
No guide, no light.. no previous experience to judge based upon
God!.. why is it so hard to think sometimes..
I want to let it all out and be free.. really free.. why can’t we feel freedom.. why do we have to be bound to earth and uncertainty.. Why oh why I don’t know!

I wish I am in the desert right at the moment. NO cars. NO buildings. NO smoke. NO noises.. nothing but earth and sky.. nothing but fresh air and stars..

I can see it all.. but I feel lost..
I know myself.. but I don’t comprehend..
I am smart.. but acting dump..
I am at rage.. but resorting to silence..
I am happy.. but want to cry
I want to fight.. but running away..

I am a million things I can’t understand.. and 10 million others I don’t know how to describe ..

I am up and down.. worried and sure.. cheerful and depressed..

I want freedom to me and myself..I want freedom more than anything else..

The amazing #Gmail fail

I never believed it. I never believed when people talked about Google taking over the world, or the near coming of Revolution 2.0. That was like mere Sci-Fi stories .. It was fiction people!

But today, I lived the great February outage. Woooh! I lived when Gmail was Gfail and the whole world was buzzing about it.. SMSing, IMing, blogging, Twittering.. writing news about it..

For a moment in time the whole world, the entire waking humans, were united to one topic..
For the first time in history, the world really feels like a small village..

My wordle combination

These are few of my "tagged" things *

Tayb, Thanks Gjoe for the tag.. though its been long I haven't replied any tags.. bas its good to have one every once in a while.. especially to show a life "signal" to whoever following this blog ;)


Favorite color: Baby blue, baby purple and baby pink
Favorite perfume (guys): e7m, I don't know
Favorite perfume (girls): two e7m-s and a half.. I don't know!
Favorite pj brand: I'll know, once you tell me what PJ :S
Favorite clothes brand in general: going local?.. Rojada :D
Favorite person in the entire world: My fiance, brother, Bavalova and my mother (in no order)
Favorite country: Egypt.. of course!
Favorite car: Beatles :D and 128
Favorite sport: walking
Favorite sport player: mm.. shall I say e7m too?
Favorite spot in the World: A desert between high mountains and sea
Favorite animal: Horses
Favorite movie: Esha3et hob and You've got mail :D
Favorite singer: mm.. Alot bsara7a.. lets say Abdel Wahab, Thoma, Omaima, Marcel khalifa, Asmahaan, Mohamed Mounir, Ali El Haggar, Hanan Mady.. ABBA, Josh Groban, Michael Bubble, Air Supply, Charles Aznavour, Jose Feliciano.. ah.. enough!
Favorite day in the week: Tuesday
Favorite time of the day: At sunset and very late at night
Favorite holiday season: any agaza, as long as its agaza
Favorite number: 3
Favorite food: Beeb Beeb molo5ya! wara2 3enab?.. yum yummy.. fatta?
Favorite chocolate: Dark chocolate or chocolate with fruits
Favorite cartoon: Anastasia and Finding Nemo (3ashan gjoe matz3alsh :D )
Favorite blogger: yaaah keteeeeer... everybody on my Fl-Alb ;)
Favorite Flavor Ice Cream: Mango or Mystic with Pistachio
Favorite Mobile Brand: Sony Ericsson all the way
Favorite name: lasto adri :P
Favorite hobby: Reading, writing, following latest on social networking revolution.. as well listing to radio and nagging my brother..
Favorite room in my house: I used to like odet el sofra fi betna el adeem.. mm.. I hate our current house
Favorite Fruit: Mango tb3an
Favorite flower: Purple or rosy tulips..
Favorite Quran Reciter: El Menshawy
Favorite Ayah: Ayet el Korsy
Favorite Website: :D ah! I can't live without My Reader, Gmail, Twitter.. my blogs.. and.. you can actually sum it up into 1 phrase "the entire web pages"

I Tag: Zeinobia, Tarek, Deee, Juka, Nerro, Nisso, AD Sabry, layal, Nousha, Enadaha, Noon, Hagar and Cesario.


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PS: The title is from the song: "These are few of my favorite things"

God bless all the martyrs

Sameh Habeeb
Gaza City, Gaza Strip, Palestine
I am Sameh A. Habeeb. I'm a Palestinian born and raised in Gaza. I'm 23 years old. I have a bachelor degree in English Language and Literature. I have worked in several different fields’ pre and post of my university studies for almost 5 years. I have worked as volunteer in civil societies where I practiced tasks to help people and educate children. I worked as News Producer and a Journalist at the Ramattan News Agency which is Regional Media facility based in Gaza and the Middle East.

I’ve read the above words on Sameh’s blog, while wondering.. He hasn’t blogged since 2 days.. where is he now? Is he alive? Or is it electricity outage that stopped him from accessing the internet? Or did Israeli’s manage to stop all forms of communication? Is he dead? Or flit somewhere to escape the bombs? Is it cold where he is? How can he bear the bombs all night? Can they sleep? Can they eat, drink or breathe?
He’s 23.. as old as I am.. with a bachelor degree.. as my studies degree.. he’s a news reporter.. as my dream..
I’m here typing my words of disbelief and pain, and he –God knows where.
I am sitting in my room eating a luxurious chocolate.. listening to music and pressing letters forming words.. my family sleeping in the other room.. the kitchen is 1 meter away.. and.. alone..

Sameh might not be the only one who disappeared under such conditions.. but above all I’m sure.. with all the prayers world wide.. He must not alone..

Enough is Enough

If Arabs are willing to win the case.. then KNOW YOUR ENEMY first!
Read Israeli's blogs and know their lies.. it isn't a hard equation after all..

Peaceful life..

For a disguised reason -I'm sure I don't know-, I decided all of a sudden to quit internet. I took the cable cut as an excuse and a start.
Well, life doesn't look darker without my Laptop buttons, and not that dull without chatting or empty without Greader. In fact, my inner chatting suddenly increased.
I have time to read and watch TV. And above all.. I have few extra TIME..

Amazingly, I don't feel bad! no not at all. I feel much better... as if finally sober from an addiction..

On reading and writing

I’ve been trying to write a short story since a month but, still I can’t. I already have the idea in mind, but words fail me, or I fail words, I am not sure as I talk.
I’ve read a lot, at least enough to judge good or bad books. However I don’t trust my own writings. I’ve seen those writers who wrote nothing, yet, their works are highly acknowledged worldwide; and I don’t wish to join their queue.
I’m not fond of modern Arabic literature. It’s so boring. People are willing to innovate so they went off the shore to shallow extremes. Am not fond of old literature too. I feel it more like dreams and dreams. And I’m bound to reality.
Good literature doesn’t have a time. Good is good, no matter what’s the time.

I want to write good books, but afraid. There are many good books left on shelves that I haven’t read yet. And I reckon, I should mix with people, different mentalities, different places and times.
If I need to be a writer I should confront myself now and for all..
Am I up to it?

I don’t want to be a person running after his mirage. There is an abrupt of words recently; but who will live and who will be soon forgotten. I don’t want to be forgotten. I don’t want to fill white pages with dotted black shapes. I want to write, be heard and I want to have faith in me.

On Chatting

I hate the smilie ==> :)

Its either cynical, pathetic or asking people to shut up.