Sorry/Merry Xmass/The Shit!

sorry i havent been posting you guys, i had so many mid-terms!

jesus moses allah god mohammad! they were plenty!

i was on overdirve and redbull overdose!

i was like a severe adhd with too much carb input! - remind me to tell you about some i dated who had adhd! -, any way i'mma post some stuff now :d!



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Merry Xmass Yallllllll!!!

gonna be having xmass dinner at DJ friend ahmed... siging xmass carols and teasing our guests with a preview of the remixes we made for the "absolute" new years party hosted by Absolute vodka, info is hooked here later!

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Now for the main topic.... THE SHIT! *SNAP SNAP*



so, i dont really go all high maintenance on my ass, i mean i wake up, get whatever's clean on the shelf, wear it, and leave the house...

i over shower and over brush my teeth though, i'm super clean but i dont bleach, tweese, pluck and shave 24 hours a day... i shave once a week and thats it!

but if i have finals i tend to let go of my beard... let ot go in alllll directions possible, but i still look decent... i mean... you know johny dep when he's all beardy and scary like, you can see traces of good looks down there eh?

ohhh fuck off, i can see u smirking abou the johny depp thing, i can look better than him, i mean... with the right look and all... i guess... i hope :S



any way!!



so i went to the oral histology lab and mind you, its officially begings at 12:25 pm, but the doctors dont come until 1:00 pm, it has been like that for the past 5 weeks, so we all get in in about 12:55 or 50....



so this week, the head doctor, the teacher's assistant is what they call this kind of person in the "biz"! was giving the lecture instead of the other female doc who always gives the class, so he began at 12:45...
i arrived at 12:55 exactly, i knocked and came in, i requested an entry, he said "your here now? did you want us to wait for your *highness*?" then he continued adressing the class.

i sucked it up coz god knows if i didnt i would bring this shit down on lil' miss thang over there, so i requested to go in again, and i explained that this class always starts at 1 pm, he jumped all up in my business and said "its not my problem i start at 12:45, now its 1 pm" then he went back adressing the class.

i was like HELL TO THE NO!

now i had a run in with that piece of shit before, last year, i was sitting at the back of the class coz i was downing too many stingers the night before, so... u guys know the drill!
so he was asking the student up in the front row about something and then he asked me, i said i didnt know and he said "you know you think your too good looking and that the world revolves around your hair, just becuase you think your hot that doesnt mean you are"...

i didnt answer i gave him a dirty look, he git all purple and green, the student looked at him with disgrace some luaghed and giggled at him, a kid mummbled "what does his looks have to do with the class"

i starred him down.
i didnt say a word, and i thought about it.
you are commenting on my looks and telling me i look ugly?
you're a 300 pounds, triple chinned, truck tire lipped enlarged todler, your nose is extremly suitable to become an air plane landing slide, it wont be a hard task braiding your nose hair since its longer than your own over gelled wet hair, i think i heard the echo of a couple of kids from your jumbo ears, i hope no one is lost in there, you have 7 boobs, each boob has a baby boob of its own, for all i'm concerned you might be a serial killer who hides his victims between the folds of his skin, and you are telling me i am ugly?
bitch please!
you are 300 pounds of genetically modefied crap!
extra body, extra volume and extra smell BABY!

just becuase i didnt answer you academic question that doesnt give you the right to comment on me socially... that is not your business!

now that piece of shit didn't comment or look me in the eye again, but damn is he waiting for me to slip!

over questioning and putting his nose in almost everything!
wtf? get a life cunt, don't mooch over ours!
and you know whats the stinger in this whole extravaganza?
he thinks he's hot!
i wont go on with this, you think about it!

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...

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!