Sick thoughts.

Everything seem to be fair

Beside one thing only ...

I didn't choose to be alive ...

Whats so funny being lonely

Yes, I am thankful to God ...

My life is good and all ...

But what if I never existed

Wouldn't it be a better call?

I wouldn't be hanged by hope

Repeating the word soon

I wouldn't cry from inside

Whenever I look at the moon

I wouldn't have to hug my pillow

With tearing eyes and broken soul

I wouldn't be feeling so depressed

Whenever I rise then suddenly fall

I wouldn't have all this sick thoughts

I wouldn't run from myself so far away

I wouldn't see my future as a mystery

I wouldn't worry about the judgement day

I wouldn't have all this feelings...

In such a disgusting mechanical life

I wouldn't know the meaning of cruelty

I wouldn't be living in my own strife

I wouldn't fall in love with you

I wouldn't even have the ability to feel

I wouldn't have to see your beautiful face

In such a place so fake to be real

I wouldn't end up being who I am

An ill bird flying over a lightning storm

Such an expert seducer you are

Lucifer himself in a human form

You know when and how to bring me alive

From my disillusioned illogical death

But would you have a reason to bring me alive

When you already cursed me by giving me breath

By giving me a reason to become a reason

Of whom I am between hate and fear

By giving me a question to become a question

Of where I am between why and here

I am stuck inside your eyes

Cry me out ...!

I am choked in my anger

Someone release my shout ...!

By Vincent Valentine: 30/12/08, 4:40pm.

Hi there.

Hey, I just wanted to say...

"Hi there"

I missed you when I shouldnt

I guess I dont care

whats right or wrong

whats false or fair

life will bring you back to me

thats when I will launch my flare

announcing I love you..

Yes I swear...

you will see, soon when I wake up

from my mindless nightmare

life will bring you back to me

someday... somewhere...

we will meet again face to face

you will look at my eyes and stare

thats when I will take off my mask

and say... hi there

with a twisted smile

and my fingers between your hair

I will kiss your lips

and breathe your air

I will make you wanting me back

thats when I will dare...

to whisper in your ear; goodbye

from the echo of it, you will hear;

"I just wanted to say hi there".

Written date and time: 22/12/08 2:30am

Stu: Flight Attendant

thats what my friend stu wrote in his blog, i think it was copied from an email or something, but seriously, CHECK IT OUT!

An airline`s passenger cabin was being served by an obviously gay Flight Attendant, who seemed to put everyone in a good mood as he served them food and drinks.As the plane prepared to descend, he came swishing down the aisle and announced to the passengers, "Captain Marvey has asked me to announce that he`ll be landing the big scary plane shortly, so lovely people, if you could just put your trays up, that would be super."On his trip back up the aisle, he noticed a well-dressed rather exotic looking woman hadn`t moved a muscle. "Perhaps you didn`t hear me over those big brute engines. I asked you to raise your trazy-poo, so the main man can pitty-pat us on the ground. She calmly turned her head and said, "In my country, I am called a Princess. I take orders from no one." To which the flight attendant replied, without missing a beat, "Well, sweet-cheeks, in my country, I`m called a Queen, so I out rank you. Tray-up, B!tch."

Just a lover.

There was never been a plan

I am neither a saint nor a holyman

I am just a lover...

Doing the best I can

Trying to identify who you are

A bless to my heart or visible scar

Moon itself in my sky...

Or just another shooting star

Trying to be wise and smart

To achieve this piece of art

It's the goal of my life...

To occupy your mind and heart

Without you I am a total freak

Without you there's a leak

Expelling out my energy...

Making me dizzy and weak

I am drained, living in thugs

I am falling, calling your hugs

I am addicted...

And you are my drugs

Push me to you, touch me in tender

Gather the pieces of our sunder

I am like a feather in a cyclone

With crashing clouds and thunder

I am like a tear drop in the ocean

Submerging the dream with emotion

Like a man taking his last breath...

Rising his hand for a potion

Like a book of secrets with no cover

Like an ancient chamber to discover

Like the oblivion in memories...

Like myself... just a lover.

Wriiten date and time: 15/12/08 2:20pm

Ahmedi: Difference Between P&P

Ahmedi, An online friend sent this to me, Seriously funny!

Here's an English lesson you're not likely to forget!
A young boy went up to his father and asked him, 'Dad, what is the difference between 'potentially' and 'realistically'?'

The father thought for a moment, then answered, 'Go ask your mother if she would sleep with Brad Pitt for a million dollars. Then ask your sister if she would sleep with Brad Pitt for a million dollars, and then ask your brother if he'd sleep with Brad Pitt for a million dollars. Come back and tell me what you learn from that.'

So the boy went to his mother and asked, 'Would you sleep with Brad Pitt for a million dollars?'

The mother replied, 'Of course I would! We could really use that money to fix up the house and send you kids to a great University!'

The boy then went to his sister and asked, 'Would you sleep with Brad Pitt for a million dollars?'

The girl replied, 'Oh my Gawd! I LOVE Brad Pitt I would sleep with him in a heartbeat, are you nuts?'

The boy then went to his brother and asked, 'Would you sleep with Brad Pitt for a million dollars?'

'Of course,' the brother replied. 'Do you know what a million bucks would buy?'

The boy pondered the answers for a few days and then went back to his dad.

His father asked him, 'Did you find out the difference between 'potentially' and 'realistically'?'

The boy replied, 'Yes, 'Potentially', you and I are sitting on three million dollars ...

But 'realistically', we're living with two hookers and a homo.

Post From Around The Web!

well, i'll be posting stuff people wrote, not mine at all, three topics that really cuaght my eye and thought they were funny!
so the next three posts will be sollai free material!
i hope you enjoy them as much as i did!

Leave me alone.

leave me alone if you dont mind

I dont anymore belong to mankind

I am now a monster cruel and blind

when I look at my face in the mirror

with blinded eyes I see henious power

I see vengeance I see damn horror

I've been calm and quiet for so long

dont tell me you slipped your tongue

dont tell me I've ever treated you wrong

dont you dare say a God damn thing

dont even try hiding your evil wing

I've already tasted your wicked sting

you chose someone loved you to deceive

I hate to remember I refuse to believe

so before I may hurt you.. please leave

you think I can forget?, you're mistaken

a piece of my heart is insulted and taken

a wild inner-demon in me is already awaken

please dont say I am the one you adore

your mistake is something you cant restore

just leave me alone, I dont want you anymore.

Written date and time: 6/12/08 9:54pm

Official Promo Video for Lily Allen's fantastic new single 'The Fear'.

Album Version. Taken from Lily's forthcoming album 'It's Not Me, It's You', out February 9th, available to grab from the Parlophone Store by clicking here:
It's Not Me, It's You

Here's The Lyrics!!

I want to be rich and I want lots of money
I don't care about clever I don’t care about funny
I want loads of clothes and fuckloads of diamonds
I heard people die while they are trying to find them

I'll take my clothes off and it will be shameless
'Cuz everyone knows that's how you get famous
I'll look at the sun and I'll look in the mirror
I'm on the right track yeah I'm on to a winner

Chorus
I don't know what’s right and what's real anymore
I don't know how I'm meant to feel anymore
When we think it will all become clear
'Cuz I'm being taken over by The Fear

Life's about film stars and less about mothers
It's all about fast cars and passing each other
But it doesn't matter cause I’m packing plastic
and that's what makes my life so fucking fantastic

And I am a weapon of massive consumption
and its not my fault it's how I'm program to function
I'll look at the sun and I'll look in the mirror
I'm on the right track yeah I'm on to a winner

Chorus
I don't know what's right and what's real anymore
I don't know how I’m meant to feel anymore
When we think it will all become clear
'Cuz I’m being taken over by The Fear

Bridge
Forget about guns and forget ammunition
Cause I'm killing them all on my own little mission
Now I'm not a saint but I'm not a sinner
Now everything is cool as long as I'm getting thinner

Chorus
I don't know what's right and what's real anymore
I don't know how I'm meant to feel anymore
When we think it will all become clear
'Cause I'm being taken over by fear

economy class!

you see, i love to fly, i simply adore it when the plane gets high up and i get this migrane out of no where, the pressure in my ears, the shaking of the air plane, the none sence about the seatbelt when it doesnt do anything really, just the experience itself is cool.
so i was schedualed to fly from cairo to kuwait, the trip is two hours only so there was no need to pay 250 kd for g class or above, so economy was well enough, it coast about 115 kd, so it was fine.
what i keep forgetting is that the kuwaiti airline fleet consist of woren out, outdated, over used, smelly, usually late, never exactly on time, overly priced, hidiously staffed, full of mechanicall flaws and seriously seriously filthy tin airplanes!
i was seated between two women that were kinda over the heavy porky side, one of them was a serious chatty kathy and the other one was holding her baby and rocking it in her lap.
i dont mind chatty kathies, chatty kathies make time fly by! chatty kathies inform me about many things i personally didnt know!
while boarding, chatty kathy was being chatty, so i was a very happy listener to what she was saying... - well not really but i rather hear useless chit chat than wait for an hour 'till the plane boards - and bang!
the woman with the baby flashes her boob and her baby nipples on it!
stourtest i shouted!
and when i realized that you can't say this word anymore, i started yelling flight attendent or how you spell that word - my spelling is awful! -
so she was graceful enough to kindly move me to another seat, which was a huge no no in my case since the plane was seriously filled with people!
my only choice was to be seasted between a bigger boobed body builder, the kind that has huge bi-ceps, tri-ceps and sep-ceps or whatever! and a seriously SERIOUSLY huge and scary beer gut!!
and a naggy old man that kept me on the edge of my seat for his remarks about everything, his silent remarks to be honest, i hate judgy silence!
i know, silenet remarks what the hell? but there is people who speak very loadly through their body language!
the flight took two hours, with the joy of munching on very bad airplane hot/cold semi melted semi frozen microwave food, the body builder was very smelly and he took lotsa my space...
as usual we were late, and when the plane landed, people pushed and clustered thewards the exit!!!
ay!!!
what is it with people these days!
i hate this!!
i hated the trip, the bad airplane and the people really killed the joy of flying!
damn u!! damn u to hell!!!!

Kids Say The Craziest Things!

Omg! I have no comment... speachless!!!


Hehehehehe, I'm Gonna Kick his "ASSK"

Awww Charlie!!! Cute!!!!!!!

No Talking There!! Oiiii!

BlooooodddHhHHHHH!

Jackass :P~

No Way!!! where do they make cute kids like this??
look what he told his mom!!!

Your legacy.

you can stop your devilish behaviour

I can purge your essence of satanic

come closer.. I can be your saviour

with true love, I'll wreck your panic

feel your soul, to my love surrender

I can revive your sense of self-esteem

come closer.. and sleep on my shoulder

from devil.. your soul I shall redeem

I know I fell in love with a ghost

even though, I will never give up

no one like the feeling of being lost

we belong together and I will never stop

your very next step is some-how simple

smile while breaking inside my love beam

together we will construct a holy temple

a home for us to live our sacred dream

are you having fun collapsing in tragic?

while I am here offering you a life bloom

throw away your stick of black magic

enough hatred escape your fateless doom

I am your legacy your only remaining chance

you're burning in desert seek out the shade

time to take a step by changing your stance

before its too late, before I forever fade

Written date and time: 2/12/08 5:40am

Journey of the Crystal eyes.

there was that time...
where I stared at your eyes
for so long ... such a fiend
such a diabolic prime...
as you breath, my soul araise
serenely no witnesses
in dexterity commited your crime
mercy upon my dying soul
into my wound add...
a little bit more lime
one look into the crystal eyes
is a stamp to my torture time

in chaos I see you everywhere
your delightful face in my windows
even in my small cup of coffee
specially beneath your eye rainbows
I see you in my body shapes
in my veins and my stomach line
I am a drunkard with no wine
I am dying, like that I am fine
to escape your crystal eyes
is mythical legend, throttled lies
million x-roads with no single sign
undying mortal with power of divine

within your crystal eyes radiance
I assaulted your fanciful maze
each path divide into two doors
one door contain a griffin beast
the other path infernally ablaze
psycho!, give me a hint atleast
expecting me to try the burning phase?
or accepting to be the griffin's feast
a mysterious weird puzzle...
with so many pieces hidden in haze
the harder I try the more I struggle
the deeper I think the more I daze

and as I was completely hopeless...
I got snatched by a valiant vulture
dropped me by the gate of your fortress
a resurrection of another saga to venture
when I thought that vulture was a salvation
something spiritually absorbed me inside...
this place is charming, filled with sansation
completely stunned looking around side to side
while I was exploring and walking slowly
I stopped... and started to realize
appearantly with all the diamond's volley
I am actually, inside your crystal eyes.

Written date and time: 27/11/08 12:30am (q8 time)

One more kiss.

One more kiss is all I need
get me wasted drugs and weed
I worship your lips...
how will I exile my septic creed

A wizard with me you conjure
magical kiss of that I am sure
once our lips touch...
this whole cosmos will blur

Into my heart thrust your spear
shroud me with joy and fear
to the underworld lets voyage...
together and a kiss lets disappear

My face shape is growing old
my heart is frozen and cold
my body is shaking...
I am dying as you've been told

I threw you my soul in grace
comet and space can they embrace?
with every cigarette I ignite...
within the smoke I see your face

An octopus aiming to manacle
every kiss present a tentacle
once you fall in it...
it become an enigma with no oracle

Getting lost in your forest's fog
now drowning in your corrupted bog
before your sorcery I was a prince...
now I shall eternally remain a frog

Set me free...one more kiss is all I need.

Written date and time: 23/11/08 3:00pm

War.

today is war, today is sin

today is war, today I grin

listen to me, to every immortal word

today we plant the seed of greed

everyone will indeed have to bleed

today your fresh flesh is our feed

nevermore mercy to your pettiful world

ashes to ashes serenity to dust

empire to fire severity to lust

today I roar your fatality is must

to your clan in wrath I sharpen my sword

fear our courage, flee back to stone-age

today we bring you nothing but a carnage

unstoppable guts driven by frenzy rampage

on my ship of mania welcome aboard

our rules are be tyrant be brave

blast your enemy like a tsunami-wave

no captivity only corpse and grave

suicidal we're to our majestic lord

deathwish for the sake of your harm

conquerors to you like a locust swarm

in victory today I shall raise my arm

today is war, today is sin

today is war, today I win.

Written date and time: 21/11/08 01:00pm

Janis Joplin Tribute - Joss Stone & Melissa Etheridge

Janis Lyn Joplin (January 19, 1943 – October 4, 1970) was an influential American singer, songwriter, and music arranger, from Port Arthur, Texas. She rose to prominence in the late 1960s as the lead singer of Big Brother and the Holding Company, and later as a solo artist. In 2004, Rolling Stone magazine ranked Joplin number 46 on its list of the 100 Greatest Artists of All Time, and number 28 on its 2008 100 Greatest Singers of All Time list "Wikipedia"



Now, i am a big fan of janis, one of the greatest women who ultered my life, and the songs that she sang with her magicall powers, through and through all her pain, thats just pure magic, so i remembered the tribute that joss and melissa did, and i simply had to post it, you all remember it, its the 2005 grammy awards ceramony, with joss bare foot and vocally slapping every one in the face reminding them who janis is and with melissa shaking the cores of everyone with her soar vocals, an unforgetable tribute was sent to her in heavens, may you rest in peace miss joplin.

i just wanna know

i'm a bit full of myself... no wait, i am really full of myself!
time has passed and i seen so many things, the more things i saw, the more things i had to see, its like a weird game, when ever i see something, i find out there is three hundred more things to see.
whats even more facinating is that the more i know, the less i know!
meaning, the more educated i get, the more things i have to get educated about!
i simply do not have a way to explain it!
and it made me wonder... does it end? this loop, this circle, does it end?
i am hungry for information, any kind.. any sort, yes i crave a certain kind which is medical information, but still, i just... I Just "Wanna " Know!
the reason i am posting this is that it became a little... scary, i spend so many time re-searching stuff, that my condition is simply nerotic.
i know its human nature to "wanna"know, but this is so extreme!
i spent seven hours yesterday reading about the water gate scandale!
i need to know if this is normal, ooh look at me! now i need to know whats wrong with me needing to know!
seriously!
i mean seriously! i am becoming damaged goods!
HELP!

Heart-dew.

(this poem is inspired by a true story happened with me long time ago).

She named herself heart-dew...

I looked at her with narrow eyes

she decently broke my barrier

she was extreamly sharp and wise

forced me to say it.. I admire you

she blushed whispering.. I like you too

my adrenalin started to raise

wishing its true, fearing the lies

however, we spent days of smiles

untill one day she cried a river

her hand is shaking, yelling freeze

I dont think we can be together

I am dangerously sick, oh God please

I am infected with cancer disease

I need to be gone, and she did go

with anger I dropped down on my knees

my rage is redicilously overflow

I honestly didnt know who to blame

literally I was a kid, young and pure

I wanted to ask her to marry me in fame

now I am scared, lured, and ensecure

every tear-drop present gas on my flame

wondering now who of us need the cure?

every heart-beat in me spell her name

with every vortex second I truely endure

out of curiousity please tell me why

in the name of humanity please dont die

cant we just live happily in peace

rainbow in the sky, flower and a butterfly

why do you have to say good-bye?

why do I have to cry, I think I know why..

because this is life not paradise

because in here we only roll the dice

her parents are divorced, there-fore..

she had to be gone, to her mother

so far away from our blessed shore

leaving behind her blank pages and a lover

a whole new story of mysery to explore

a damaged dusty destiny to discover

with drawn eyes punching the floor

in patience tasting my royal suffer

that happened more than seven years ago

do you remember me? do you have any clue?

that your name in my heart still glow

I cant forget, its never ending over-time

luxuriously growing in me as I said so

regarding the knives and the ultimate blow

if you're still alive, reading this poem

I present it for you my precious heart-dew.

Written date and time: 17/11/08 6:45pm

Its myself.

Its myself, haunted by an infidel

I've broken every promised vow

backstabbed myself, dont ask me how

lost in my illusion, where am I now?

Its myself, freakin locked in my cell

please dont fear my mysterious void

please heal me I am mentally paranoid

loneliness is a paralysed edge to avoid

Its myself, seeking a cave to dwell

I am cryptic, I dont want to die alone

my phobia shattered every remaining bone

left me blinded facing the unknown

Its myself, hysterically creeping well

whats a lumberjack with no axe

whats a candle with melted wax

exhausted I've reached my limited max

Its myself, a sealed door with no bell

hypnotic howl seduction, faith dampen

dead raven and a scarecrow in my garden

how tempting to meet death with no warden

its me, seeing a vision of myself in hell.

Written date and time: 14/11/08 6:30am

Scorpion Giving Birth

Well, i got this really intresting email last week, its about a scorpion giving birth, the process takes five days, in which the back starts to break or to be exact it opens in a split in the middle, the baby scorpions go out one by one, then the back magically closes again :D!
it's so facinating isnt it?

It's reflective.

Its reflective, whats beneath a stagnant lake

with in the sky horizon high above

a fabulous glamorous white dove

giving a wing swing in the name of love

Its reflective, to ignore our God's sake

to love is to give and sacrifice

to share, care, accept plus being wise

appreciate, trust, creation of a self-prize

Its reflective, so true yet obviously so fake

they say those feelings are forbidden

I say surrender to the unforgiving

we name it a treasure because its hidden

Its reflective, whats beyond a smooth snake

"knock knock", snap out your shell

filthy and wealthy, my heart isnt for sell

its for you, to build up a heaven in hell

Its reflective, when our conscience is awake

once you're vulnerable I wont neglect

welcome to the sorrow, its too late to regret

smile to the reality, its too much to forget

Its effective havoc, absolutely reflective.

Written date and time: 10/11/08 2:20am

Its terminating.

Its terminating... sensational skinny waist !

is this a coincedence or fate?

evil trap or a worthy soulmate?

the moment I saw your eyes...

the moment you opened the hell gate

Its terminating... I cant resist your taste !

melt in me burn up my desire

sex me .. set my bed on fire

dig up my lust...

kiss my neck like a vampire

Its terminating... slow down, why the haste?

we got all the night.. turn off the light

Gosh, my heart throb, it cant be right

erupted volcanoes, angry waterfalls,

nervous war-drums, girzzlies fight

Its terminating, its facinating, its you.

Written date and time: 7/11/08 2:30am

Its madness.

Its madness, just injustice

the way your body sway

is the way you slay

slaving spell a path to obey

Its madness, I am anxious

round and round in a dark circle

abandoning me aint a miracle

victim to a vicious violent vigil

I am..

Its madness, you're obnoxious

I beg you unchain my hand

thirsty.. stop feeding me sand

tired of being tired God damned

when the nightfall ... I change

mystery in a hidden history thats when I fall

wearing a tiara in the middle of a hall

inside a gigantic castle .. unlimited range

thats when I scream give it to me, give it all

Its madness, am I insane?

why I am shackled? who's minion you're

is it your eyes? the spider's nest

or your smiles, best plague of the rest

or might aswell whichever come first

brilliant sin, how innocent you're

Its madness, a venom in vein

wolves slaughter me alive

its you, an unfair nightmare

with beauty in it, irresistible long hair

creature... within you is my air

where I get wounded, suffer and survive

Its madness, its you...

that no one can explain

brutal curses, possession rain

vile smile in awhile.. you're captured

in the cage of eternal pain

no passion to gain, no heart to obtain

Just madness... just eternal pain.

Written date and time:20/10/2008 5:20am

Vincent Valentine

Hi all, Ya I am a friend of Sollai, we've been friends since how long? 3-4 years? however, the time doesnt really matter comparing it with how good our friendship is, He's the best.

My nickname is Vincent Valentine since 1997, its inspired by a game called Final Fantasy VII, That dude was my favorite character.

Myself briefly: birth time is 28/11/1985, obviously my zodiacal sign is Sagittarius, I am a simple person, living a happy life so far, thanks to God first then to all the people whom shrouding me with love, I like to be unique in my life as much as I can, I consider myself a smart person, my brain is never lazy, and my english is SELF-taught, I practiced many hobbies such as drawing, I have many drawings back from 1994 till 2004, most of 'em are hanged in my room walls, I like exercising in the gym mostly everyday and keeping myself healthy, although I am a smoker, I used to write arabic poems, but I am not really well talented in arabic language to be honest.. so I stopped, I started to write english poems lately, and I actually enjoyed it, its such a cool way to express my feelings, and reveal my secrets in a different way.

I will mainly post here the poems I wrote or/and will write soon, Thanks for reading, and have a nice day.

A new member In My Family

O.k, so there is a new member in my blog family, and he's going to be an author here, his name is vincent, thats all what i'm goung to say, unless he shows more of himself thats all what could be known, i hope you like his writings...
Peace Bitches :Pp~

New Look?

You Are Glasses

Oh my god!
and the show strikes a nerve AGAIN!!!
yes, i felt the pain and the joy of Dr. Erika Hahn, i related to it, i felt it, and flashbacks came to me...
You Are glasses!
i watch some series, but the only one i watch religeously is Grey's anatomy, because being a guy my age, and to see and witness the things i did then seeing it happen on tv, telling me "No, U R NOT the only one", is simply... heart worming, freeing and give the the feeling that you always urned for, being normal!

now, i relate how?
well, in the video bellow you will see the reaction of dr. Hahn to the sexual intercourse she had with dr. torres, she says to dr.torres, you are glasses...

the over-whelming feeling of something you needed so bad and didn't know that you needed until it hit you in the face is simply a miniture revelation, excuse my spelling, i know there is so many mistakes, but WOW!

showing how much the power of the human touch could do in 2 minutes...
it is something i would be honored to portray, i would simply love to just show every one, what could it do, especially when you do it with the right person, YOU ARE GLASSES!

you see after she felt the touch of dr.torres, her body opened up, its like all her chakra's were releases, or at least thats what i felt when it happened to me, to just feel your body rise and become a supreme cloud of elegance and grace, to become one intity with the person you are with, better yet, to become one with the person you are IN LOVE WITH.

Watch the scene and if it happened to you, I PROMISE YOU WILL GET FLASH BACKS, and if it didnt happen to you, you would atleast feel the power!

Valerie

"Valerie" is an indie rock song written by the English band The Zutons for the band's second studio album, Tired of Hanging Around (2006). Released as the album's second single on 19 June 2006 in the United Kingdom, it peaked at number nine on the UK Singles Chart. The music video was directed by Scott Lyon.

The song was used by ITV during their coverage of the 2006 FIFA World Cup, alongside Kasabian's cover of David Bowie's 1977 song "Heroes" and Primal Scream's 2006 song "Country Girl".

In 2007, Mark Ronson and Amy Winehouse recorded a jazzy version for Ronson's album Version, which became an international hit and outsold the original, peaking at number two on the UK Singles Chart "Wikipedia"

Now there was a talent show in my school, and i was requested to do a song, so i did this song, Valerie, Cover by Amy Winehouse...
and i had to, i simply had to post this song so you guys could hear it and understand why i did it when i have about a million song in my head!


Amy Winehouse - Valerie

To Buy Amy's Album, with the amazing song valerie included...
Back To Vlack - Deluxe Edition

Ice Cafe In Dubai

These are pictures i got on email, its an ice cafe in dubai, very facinating really, many people who went there gave it 4 and half stars, some respected magazinese and land mark credits gave it a five...















The 2,400 sqft restaurant has three areas. The lobby and the lounge areas are separated by what is called the Buffer Zone. Once in the lobby, visitors will be given thermal gear to protect themselves from the chilly conditions. It comprises a hooded parka (a heavy jacket), disposable woollen gloves and a pair of shoes.



Visitors are advised to first spend a few minutes in the Buffer Zone to get acclimatised. The temperature in the buffer zone is set at 5 degrees Celsius which gives the body time to adjust to the sharp drop in temperature in the dining area.

It even has an ice gallery showcasing Dubai’s landmarks. Complimenting that is an ice portrait of His Highness Shaikh Mohammad Bin Rashid Al Maktoum, Vice-President and Prime Minister of the UAE and Ruler of Dubai. Freezing at minus 6 degrees Celsius the dining area is, well, biting cold. "Vikram Singh Barhat"

I like how creative people in the uae are, i mean they took the line snow on the sahra to another level, now its ice on the sahara...
I never ben to dubai, but i would seriously love to go there, especially when i saw these pics in that cafe.

I hope someday in Kuwait i could se places like this, i mean seriously, all i do in kuwait is shop and go to cafes, it would be nice to go to an ice one!

Now there you have it "Chill Out" The ICE Cafe in the middle of the sahara....

Shaki's Custome Makes The Clown

Oral Fixation Vol. 2 is Shakira's second English language studio album and is the English follow-up to Fijación Oral Vol. 1 which was released June 7, 2005. The unedited Oral Fixation Vol. 2 's album was released originally on November 29, 2005. The album was re-released on March 28, 2006 with the addition of the smash hit "Hips Don't Lie" Wiki

Now, Shaki Is one of my ultimate favorite artists, i've learned english from listenin to her garbage and a few other artists , i practically know all her lyrics by heart, including some of the spanish ones.

This song, Custome Makes The Clown, is by far one of my fav's by shaki, i mean seriously this is pure gold, it talks about the fake line we say in the beging of a relationship, and how by time it shows how fake they are, it might have a meaning about cheating, but not the adultress kind, its the moral cheating, because seriously lting is cheating of some sort even if its just to look better and nicer.

Shakira - Costume Makes The Clown

Told you I felt lucky with my humble breasts
Well I don't
Said that I was sure the world was gonna change
Well I'm not
Before I didn't give a damn 'bout what they say
But I do
Promised that I'll never ever lie to you

But look at how
I'm taking the make-up off my face
Before I forget my own features

I'm not here to let you down
But the costume makes the clown
It's just life's anatomy
Don't be so hard
Don't be so hard on this
It's your turn now
To cheat on me

Promises I made to you went down the sink
Really hope I haven't harmed your self esteem
I'm not a virgin but I'm not the whore you think
And I don't always smell like strawberries and cream

But look at how
I'm taking the make-up off my face
Before I forget who I am now

'Cause I'm not here to let you down
But the costume makes the clown
It's just life's anatomy
Don't be so hard
Don't be so hard on this
It's your turn now
Your turn now...

I'm not here to let you down
But the costume makes the clown
It's just life's anatomy
Don't be so hard
Don't be so hard on this
It's your turn now
Your turn now...
To cheat on me

Here's A Video Of The Song Live @ Hackney Empire London...






Shakira - Custome Makes The Clown
To Buy Shakira's Tour "Oral Fixation" Click Here!!!!

On The Radio

Donna Summer (born LaDonna Adrian Gaines December 31, 1948)is an American singer-songwriter and musician who gained prominence during the disco era of music.

Summer was trained as a gospel singer prior to her introduction in the music industry, as were many then-contemporary music artists. However, Summer's notable songwriting capabilities, in addition to her collaborations with producer-songwriters Giorgio Moroder and Pete Bellotte, were able to set her apart from rivals in the industry.







Though she is most notable for her disco hits, Summer's repertoire has expanded to include contemporary R&B, rock, mainstream pop, and even gospel. Summer is one of the most successful female recording artists of the 1970s and 1980s, and was the first Artist to hold the record for having three consecutive double albums hit #1 on the Billboard charts. She also became the first female artist to have four number-one singles in a twelve-month period. Summer has sold over 130 million records worldwide "WikiPedia"

Summer's "Last Dance" and "On the Radio" were covered by Tejano/pop singer Selena, most famously at one of her last shows at the Houston Astrodome, on February 26, 1995.









"She was the girl that made me dance all night, showed me how to be sexy, tuaght me aout life and got me addicted to disco" MY MOM!!!

and well, i had to post this song, when i remembred it the other day all of the sudden while eating a sweet bowl of cookie's and cream ice cream ;p


To Listen To "On The Radio" Click Here!

On Th Radio

To Buy Donna Summer's Endless Hits!!

Hit This Amazon Link!
Endless Summer

ur ugly coz i say so!

You know, i am some one who always surrounds himself with other people to feel better, i share moments with them, food, laughs and even silence!

of course, doing that without making them feel shitty about themselves!

pretty normal, i think?

well, the abnormal thing and what always fascinated me, is those people who surround themselves by people to feel better, feeling better by dissing them and pointing out their flaws and mistakes!

seriously, it reminds me by this movie, mean girls, where the girls seriously have nothing to do but look for where it hurts and pour acid on it!



i have many *friends* like that, or lets say i used to, because now i don't even talk to them anymore.

they used to seriously stress life for me, i mean on a daily basis all i hear is, why are you eating this, its junk food, why are you wearing this, why are you laughing like this, why are you watching this TV series.... etc

what bothered me the most is not why are you eating this or wearing that, what bothered me is constant nagging about my personality and how i should fix it!

oh, you shouldn't talk to any one, its not socially accepted, why do you date older people it's disgusting, you can't act like this, what will people say if they saw us...



i mean give me a break you double faced, backstabbing, chauvinistic, self absorbed, clinically depressed, mentally disordered, idiotically messed up bastards!


seriously, let me tell you about those characters, they have no life at all, they always bitch and moan, they have their own little over sized dreams, i mean a guy i knew wanted to be an internationally known singer/dancer/actor/song writer, oh by the way his voice is like on of those unknown garage band leader vocalist who seriously need some vocal classes, and oh as far as the dancing and acing? he used to copy Britney spears and acts like an overly Americanised character from a stupid silly teenage high school movie!



another one wants to be a designer, o.k, i have plenty of those, and my head hurts of how many hideous and shaming issues they all have, especially the one i have in mind now, get this he wants to start a clothing line for cross dressers, celebrities and politicians, he wants to own a mansion as big as my block, he wants so many things, he has a 3 notebook worth list of things, he starves himself one day, beng on the other, he thinks he is hot when seriously he looks like a chiwawa, and all he does day in and day out tell me and two of my other friends how ugly we are and how bad our English is...



My English is self taught you idiot, what the fuck is going on?

and o.k, just one more specimen of royally messed up freaks, this girl i know...

oh my god! do i have the energy to write about this?!

a seriously fucked up fag hag, who likes to talk about how good sex is, even though i don't think she's getting any, she was extremely over weight, then she got very skinny by throwing up in the bathroom every 5 minutes, she is a Muslim who doesn't pray, fast, read the quaran or even believe in Allah, she believes in the power of the light! she is bitchy moody, who's in love with a gay guy who treats he like shit and takes money from her, she calls me once every 3 months to hang out, and when we do she starts telling me i should behave myself cause she doesn't want her reputation to be rewind!

that coming from a girl who added a pic of her and her boyfriend kissing in Hi5!



why am i writing about this?

well the other day i was hanging out with eissa, a friend from college, and while we were eating and drinking good soul food, his Friends popped up, he had no choice but to invite them, i mean they stayed chatting with us standing up for about 20 minutes!

the moment they sat, they started picking on eissa, every single aspect of his clothes was addressed, even his facial hair and the 2 small hairs in his chest.

they even opened up stories of him that it was so shameful, i had to excuse myself to the bathroom, so eissa wouldn't have to look me in they eye and so that he could straighten them up a little bit.



when i came back, it was the same!

so i said the heck with it, and started my own "how a hot eligible bachelor eissa is" conversation, and i didn't have to make up a lie in it, eissa was a 6"0ft Tall dark haired guy, has a kirk Douglas chin, very amazingly sculpted nose, generous black hair and greenish brown eyes, broad shoulders and long legs with a six-pack hidden under his wide shirt.



we seriously have to stop taking shit from people like this, most of us are a good looking highly respected achievers, we don't have small minds with over sized dreams that make no sense, i am dental med student, you are an engineer, you are a talented violinist, she is a beautiful girl, he is a very handsome guy, you're and you are allot of things that they can never be!

that's why they are always on the edge of insanity because of how jealous they are from you.



just live your life with confidence, and simply CTR+ALT+DELETE, people like this ;p.

Seriously!

Wish You Were Here

"Wish You Were Here" is a ballad by the Swedish band Rednex, off their first album Sex & Violins.
Although not a hit in the United States, unlike "Cotton-Eye Joe", "Wish You Were Here" was a hit in Austria, Norway and Switzerland, even managing to reach number one. "Wikipedia"



now the original song is great and seriously amazin, i first heard it when i was thinking of someone, surprisngly it just said what i feel, just expressed it without me talking or even hinting about it, i felt an instance jolt of electricity run through my spine, i couldn't believe the power of music and the pain portraid in the song, becoming one of my favorite songs ever, i just had to put it here for you guys.




Cover version:

The song was covered by Blackmore's Night on their 1997 album, Shadow of the Moon. "Wikipedia"




now when i was downloading the maon version i found link for me to buy the cover song, i was curious so i logged into the amazon page for the cover song, i kid you not, i was simply BLOWN AWAY, it was impossible, usually covers are seriously hidious, but...

you just listen to the cover, it might even be concidered a better version than the original, but personally the lyrics and the vocals in both songs is seriously touching and i really relate to them both with the same power...

Hey.... Stripper!

Sohodolls are a British electro group from London, England. The group was formed in 2003 and, following various line-up changes, currently (as of March 2008) includes Maya von Doll (vocals), Toni Sailor (guitar) and Weston Doll (keyboards). These members are joined by other musicians on stage.


The band - whose name is sometimes punctuated with a space as Soho Dolls - have described their sound as a cross between "decaying and desperate glamour" and "savagery and sex".


Their debut album Ribbed Music for the Numb Generation was released through A&G Records in September 2007. "Wikipedia"

Well, first time i heard that song was in an underground club and the moment it started i felt like taking my clothes off!


Personally, The whole album is HEAT! i think its the right thing to put on while on a night out, in a bar, in a club, or even just at home to feel that violently sexy vibe run through your spine.


the sexy Sexy video, with westren doll play9ing the keyboards, and maya doll taking her top off showing that tape bra will make you CRY!

Seriously, Its a song to check out!









Here's Their Sexy Song Stripper

Soho Dolls - Stripper

To Buy Their Album, or their songs seperatly, Go to Itunes, Or here's the link in amazon...


It is WORTH IT!

Ribbed Music For The Numb Generation


Now Put That Jam On & Start TAKING IT OFF!!!!!

Was It Good for U?

Sex is pretty tricky...



i mean, you meet up with some one, whether its for a one night stand or to see if they were relationship material, you expect sex...



i am not going to go into the useless pointless details, i am just gonna go and cut through the chase...



How do you know if it was good to them?







personally...



when the person in bed screams "oh yes, give it to me, yeah harder, oh i LOVE IT, OMG!!, i'm cumming I AM CUMMMIIINNNNNNG" ... i know it was good, but...



silents sex...



that's tricky, i don't like asking the was it good question, i just don't!, sometimes it sounds pathetic, and the other times it shows that i lack self esteam, and... hey i know i am good, in fact i am genetically engineered to do hot sex... not to brag but i know a thing or two about a thing or two!







but!



i need to know, i need audio proof, some sort of encouragement if you say so, during sex to give a better... job! and after, to keep on doing that job ;p.







now, there are the mean mean hideous fucking machines, who no matter how good you "fuck" them they just say "it was o.k"





now I've never been with someone like that before, but my friend hector, he is Colombian, his girlfriend nikita is one of those machines, i swear nothing ever pleases her!


in that case, i suggest you experiment, i mean what would be more than o.k?


a threesome? vibrators? Belgium chocolate?

i seriously don't care, i mean if i was in that situation, i would go above and beyond to please the person with me, so i could be pleased too!

i mean my ego would hit the roof if i was affirmed so i would do a better and better job each time, any way!

the was it good to you question is embarrassing to me, but if i was in a spot where i had to use it, i think i will, i mean i know good sex and what it feels like, and i certainly know bad sex and how miserable it feels like!

so i don't want anyone, especially the one i am with to have a bad sexual experience, so i guess, yeah i would ask, even if I'd turn all red and purple, i think its a mature thing to do...

dontcha?

SV2.0

I know, i don't post anymore interesting stuff, i don't stop whining and bitching about how bad life is and I KNOW that i don't post anything worth reading anymore...

I know!

So Here's the deal, I'll post more stories, more thoughts, more music, pictures, video's, poems and yes... SCANDALS!

J/K!

seriously, i gave this a thought, so i will try this new blog things for a month.... if everyone hates it, then this blog will be closed until further notice ;p - dontcha just love it when i use difficult words? - ;p

Alright Then, Peace Out!

PS: I'll Start New Posts Tomorrow!

Funny!

SNL: Sarah Palin & Hillary Clinton (Tina Fey & Amy Poehler)

Well, A video says a million words!

Thanks 4 Ur.... Support?

O.k, so i got hate mail from allot of people, and some "where the heck are you" from Some people :Pp~.
I Have So much to talk about, but time, life and society haven't Given me a chance to talk about it.
I promise i'll be back, i just need to figure out allot of issues, let me just fix this then i'll talk about it.

And again, thank you for your support!

Littlest things, Live

I know i bored you guys with this song, and the songs i am adding these days, but seriously, its worth listening to, tune it when u have the same state of mine as i do, any way lily allen live at totp, 2006.

Buffseeds - Sparkle Me

This is by far one of my favorite songs, i want to make sure that every one listens to it, buffseeds - sparkle me, the meaning of the song varies to allot of people, it just means too much for me to explain.

Enjoy, and make sure you buy thier CD, or The digital Tracks.

http://www.zshare.net/audio/15675102194c2e03/

iLead

she was a leader not a follower, but she followed, i guess i can never do that... well i know i can never and i mean never do that, i'm a leader not a follower, sorry, but i know myself.i'm broke, i don't have much money, if any at all.i'm smart, very actually, with an outstanding iq level, it just doesn't work on the exam papers.i don't think I'm Hugh jackman, but i channel him from time to time.
my mom was a leader, but she became a follower...when do we follow?when do we accept the terms of life, and take in the fact that even though we have every quality to lead and be great, we just might not be distend to greatness?
there so many things in my life...so many things that get me angry, get me frustrated, irritated and depressed.i know... it's just life's anatomy, but sometimes all i got is what i am, and when what i am doesn't help me get through the shit in this life... then whats the point of living?
i dont want to follow, i just don't, i swear i am so good from the inside, i really don't want harm to anyone, nor mess fortune any living being, i believe in chances, that every one should get a set of them, in freedom, in education, in the power of the human kindness, of the power of god's kindness...
i want to lead the surroundings of me to a better version of them selves, everything the people the foreigners, even the plants and the animals, the houses and the streets, the blocks and dots, everything, because at the end of the day, all i want is good for all.
so... i wont accept it, i wont follow, i am not a follower, i will lead things to become better, stronger and i want to infect them with the truth, to let them all take it and use it, even if its hard for a while...just for a little while, its going to be hard, but i promise, if we all take the truth and get it within us, no one will ever stand in our way.

I'm Sorry

i'm sorry for you being sad...
i'm sorry for you not having enough money...
i'm sorry for you being frustrated...
and for you being depressed and lonely...
i'm so sorry for you not having what you always wanted...
and for you not feeling beautiful...
for you because you aren't in love with the one you say you love...
and for you for being so ashamed of yourself...
i'm sorry for you cheating on the one you love...
and i am very sorry for you cheating on yourself...
i'm sorry for you having small breasts...
i'm sorry for you getting a divorce...
i'm sorry for you and your children for not getting any education...
and i am sorry for them too because they wont eat tomorrow...
i am sorry that you have cancer...
i am so sorry that she died more sorry that your father is dying...

Most of all i am very sorry for me...
I Am Sorry... Very Sorry For Me...

surprise

Stay with me
one more time
sleep inside
my arms tonight
rescue me
follow me
use me wise...
i'm a surprise...

i need to
be with you
hold me tight
we'll never fight
i realized
when i saw the light
the light in your eyes
hold me tight
i wont fight

let me in
i'll pretend
because i understand
my endless time
may now end

save me

save me... but don't you save me...
even though i'm frightened and lost...
even i'm the left over of burnt toast...
not until you love me...
save me... please save me...
within your hands flames the fire that burns me...
save me.. please love me...
i dont want to be lost any more...

Thouq.

With the amazing photos, the huanting sets, the colourful view of life, the enchanting thoughts for a fashionable life style and an eye for self improvment, the new issue is in stores 6 days from now.

Class.

Thats the story of the cover, shake it up, don't wait in line, look at the sneak peaks on this link...
http://www.thouq.com/

Most of you guys sent me an email complaining about the boring life is in kuwait, well after looking at this magazine, i found so many exciting spots in kuwait, that i am more and more addicted to this country, imagine! the *IT* spots, the new trends, the YES & the NO's, the bad spots that you don't want to be seen in and the way to absorb your inner power All in this magazine!

Def. Check it out!
U know me, i always stand next the right cause, this magazine is aiming thewards making kuwait a very outstanding and a very exciting place, YOU DO NOT WANT TO MESS IT!

Moment Of Truth - Why Bad Happens 2 Good?

i often wondered... do i have to breathe?life isnt fair sometimes, and to some people it isnt fair most of the time.you see, people have work issue's, they have family issue's, personality issue's, mental problems, fears, phobia's and a long long list of cracks in their lives, if those things happened to bad people i would say 'fuck 'em", but when it happens to good people i have to ask myself why?!
i never thought of myself as a saint, but for the past few days, i never done something to hurt any one, i didn't lie - WHICH WAS A HUGE THING FOR ME -, i didn't play mental games, even though i am very good at them, i didn't cheat in my exams - even though i had very desperate moments! -, i didn't do any thing that could be understood as a bad behaviour, so i was pretty damn close to being a saint!surprisingly all i got was ... well i am sorry and excuse my french, a supreme bowl of prime horse shit with a sprinkle of parasites and a hint of an african maggets!
i worked my ass off, i kept my room clean, i was nice to the security gurds even though all they wanted was to play me and get some cash from me because obviously since my hair is clean and my clothes are ironed, i must have millions of kuwaiti dinars which may i say and be very honest in that, i have a shit load of loans on my not so pretty at the moment head, i was very kind to my colligues, i helped them with their studies and was a very good assistant with what ever they needed, i was a free therapist for my horned up, fitness freaked, loud, annoying, condecinding, back stabing group, meaning my friends in egypt who may i politly add, have a body of mixed flab and tone, meaning even though they spend 2 hours daily in the gym, all they have is a bicep, and no sex back or other packs or what ever!
i was very and i mean VERY good listener to their girlfriends, boyfriends, parents and even far and distant relatives, i was a maid, yes you've read it, a maid! i kept their shit together, i was a helper for the needy, a protector of the freakin' innocent, who may i add were back stabing dick sucking, cum drinking, ball licking, back talking, gossiping, stealing, plastic, stereo-typed, low, vulgar, shitty sluts!
you know, i was, no i "is" a good person!you know what i mean, i mean i am a good person, i am angry, yes i am very angry, i am so angry that fire is flamming of my nose!i am so angry that i am wearing my i am angry shirt, i am wearing my i am angry briefs and i am wearing my i am so god damn angry bra!oh wait i got carried away, i dont have the last too, but damn it i am angry!
i am so angry that if i had a mode ring or a mode moll, it would be PITCH black, no Na-ah! make it BITCH black!
i know, S. why are you turning your Bitch on, well, after all the good that i did, and after becoming mother teresa her frikin' self!my laptop got stolen!oh yes, my laptop got stolen!how you ask?well i was in my dorm room, my bitch of a friend called me and asked for the notes for the organic chemistry exam, she had four frikin' fuckin' days to get them, but no-ho! she had to wait a day before the exam to ask me to give her a copy, so i get all glammed up, wear my favorite t-shirt, pick some shorts, and my favorite shoes, with my ipod in my ears singing janet jackson's So Excited [Remix With fatman scoop and fabulous], and locked my room.yes i locked it, even after the therapy ocd sessions, i still have to lock things before i go and check three times before i leave, i locked it and i checked, once ... twice... and damn it trice!the door was locked, left for 25 minutes, came back...i unlock the door, wierd it was locked once, i am sure i double locked it, i never left a door with a one lock, i have to double lock it, ask every one, my mom, previous lovers and fuck buddies, well... no fuck buddies, i have none, but .... ask my first girfriend, she was so annoyed of it that once she made me leave my house without locking my door, in the middle of the way to ahmedi, a very far area in kuwait i came back to lock the door, i just took a u-turn, drove a 100 kilo's, and locked the god damn door, I DOUBLE LOCK PEOPLE!and i found it with a single lock?how could this be?now o.k long story short, i walk in and dont find my laptop!i searched the room, turned it upside down, i didnt find it...i freaked called sicurity, called the head masters, my friends, they helped me look, and didnt find it.how could i get robbed with my door locked?and when i asked for the complex to be locked and searched, do said no!the head masters said no, sucurity kept luaghing, people jocked around, saying rich kid lost a toy that he could buy 7 of!i am not rich, and damn it why didnt they help me?they kept on saying we need the college administration to give us authority to search rooms, and i needed to wait a two days period!two days? no he "DID ENT!" 2 whole days?when he said that i knew my laptop will never be on my lap again!
how could this happen?why did this happen?why did no one help me?why didn't they lock the complex, search the rooms or even try to help just for a small period of time?!
how could i get robbed with my door locked with no breaking signs?how?you know... i've been good for a long period of time, i've been honest when i didnt need to be, i helped, and i lended a hand!still i was served with that shit bowl!i know, maybe god is testing me, and i trust god to be just, but i am tired so damn tired!why did this happen?!uhhh! if only someone would explain this to me! i would rest aside and focus on something else!damn it i hate egypt!i want to go back to kuwait!

Safe rex or no sex pt1

i read a study that says safe sex isnt safe!
Yes, apperantly its 75% safe, which means there is a 15% chance that you'll get the siph, now this study may not be 100% accurate, but what if it is?
I mean with std's spreading as fast as an airborn virus, what is a horny pal/gal to do?
I suggest sex toys!

Safe sex or no sex pt2

You know they sell fake genetalia, both male and female parts, buy them and become as active sexually as a bunny, or! U simply test each person for std's wait a day or two and get your freak on, now monogamists could do that, no sweet, but poly-dudes are in a tough spot!
Now condoms have certain rule to function as well as we hope for, i'll talk about that later, in the mean while my advice is to stop sexual activities, or at least commit in a monogamis relationship 4 reasons we all know and comprehend!

Bitter:sweet - The Bomb

For All Of You Guys who loved Bitter:sweet's Mating Game...
For All of you who watched lipstick Jungle and fell in love with the theme song...

http://iguessimfloating.net/assets/mp3s/04%20The%20Bomb.mp3
Buy Bitter:sweets Album "Drama"
It's worth it, with amazing vocals and catchy tunes, you're simply buying a musical orgasim!
I just bought the cd, and some tracks off Itunes, most playd in my iPod after Garbage, which is Huge to me, huge garbage Fan here!

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Note: Thanks To I Guess I'm Floating Blog

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