bo2bo2 land

actually i wrote this post sometime ago, i edited it a little

Wa2el we Sanaa2 met each other for the very first time a few moths ago, Wa2el we Sanaa2 have both heard so much about each other , you see Wa2el has a very close friend – Waleed – who is married to Do3aa2 who in her turn is Sanaa2‛s best friend; r u following?…. good!

Well Wa2el has heard so much about Sanaa2 from Waleed and Do3aa2 , Waleed and Do3aa2 knew that Sanaa2 was a very good person: she was smart, cute and funny (rare huh! Wish I met her) so they got Wa2el so excited about her by telling him how good Sanaa2 is. So he had this divine image of her.

The case was the same for Sanaa2, as we can see the married couple saw that Wa2el we Sanaa2 would be great for each other and the were determined to get them together.

I think u should know where this is going …, yeah exactly Wa2el we Sanaa2 got together got engaged,………… and broke up in less than 3 months, this is because both of them had expected more of the other.

This is how we hear about PERFECTLY good couples breaking up… Umm… ok, so if we expect something from someone, something, some situation or some job, our expectations determines so much about the result of that situation.

 
What we are about to have might be very good BUT we don‛t appreciate it just because we expected more; and that door goes both ways we‛re not allowed to tamper with people‛s expectations : associates, family, customers, also potential soul mates

المصرية للإتصالات قامت بتحديث الموقع وقواعد البيانات على حساب تركيبات الدي إس إل في شهر فبراير من هذا العام ، ده كلام تي إي داتا

this is to mark me noticing my first white hair strand.

“Im sick and tired of bein sick and tired”

Ozzy Osbourne › I Just Want You

last year around this period of time was my birthday i remember my post which had a big Road marker with the number 29 on it, which was nice n’all i was kinda excited i was going to become older and wiser; and a little worried that i am going to be old(er) and not have the energy i have anymore.

now that i have turned 30 i don’t feel that any wiser. I feel like that episode from friends where they all turn thirty.

and it’s not funny at all now, there’s this saying i am half a retired person as the retirement age in Egypt is 60.

and it turns out that there’s a whole bunch of merchandise and jokes preppared specially for people who just turned thirty.

i had a short vacation just a couple of more days which were added to the last weekend, i had extensive “lectures” about the importance of marriage and how i am not getting any younger and about those people who are going to be 40 and have not gotten married yet. and this was in different versions mom and grandma of course a two different couples and a Monk in a monastery.

i think it’s the drugs talking, i am starting a flue sickness that is really annoying and the medications r niiiiiicceee…

well this is another marker that am going to get back to someday and comment and say hey you see it all fits together it has to sometime….. just like a jigsaw puzzle

p.s. this is better than writing nothing.

The Difference Between Men and Women

Let’s say a guy named Roger is attracted to a woman named Elaine. He asks her out to dinner; she accepts; they have a pretty good time. A few nights later he asks her out again; and again they enjoy themselves. They continue to see each other regularly, and after a while neither one of them is seeing anybody else.

And then, one evening when they’re driving home, a thought occurs to Elaine, and, without really thinking, she says it aloud: “Do you realize that, as of tonight, we’ve been seeing each other for exactly six months?”

And then there is silence in the car.

To Elaine, it seems like a very loud silence. She thinks to herself: I wonder if it bothers him that I said that. Maybe he’s been feeling confined by our relationship; maybe he thinks I’m trying to push him into some kind of obligation that he doesn’t want, or isn’t sure of.

And Roger is thinking: Wow! Six months.

And Elaine is thinking: But, hey, I’m not so sure I want this kind of relationship, either. Sometimes I wish I had a little more space, so I’d have time to think about whether I really want us to keep going the way we are, moving steadily toward… I mean, where are we going? Are we just going to keep seeing each other at this level of intimacy? Are we heading toward marriage? Toward children? Toward a lifetime together? Am I ready for that level of commitment? Do I really even know this person?

And Roger is thinking: So, that means it was… let’s see… February when we started going out, which was right after I had the car at the dealer’s, which means…let me check the odometer… Whoa! I am way overdue for an oil change here.

And Elaine is thinking: He’s upset. I can see it on his face. Maybe I’m reading this completely wrong. Maybe he wants more from our relationship, more intimacy, more commitment; maybe he has sensed, even before I sensed it, that I was feeling some reservations. Yes, I bet that’s it. That’s why he’s so reluctant to say anything about his own feelings. He’s afraid of being rejected.

And Roger is thinking: And I’m going to have them look at the transmission again. I don’t care what those morons say, it’s still not shifting right. And they better not try to blame it on the cold weather this time. What cold weather? It’s 87 degrees and this thing is shifting like a garbage truck, and I paid those incompetent thieves $600.

And Elaine is thinking: He’s angry. And I don’t blame him. I’d be angry, too. I feel so guilty, putting him through this, but I can’t help the way I feel.

I’m just not sure.

And Roger is thinking: They’ll probably say it’s only a 90-day warranty… idiots.

And Elaine is thinking: Maybe I’m just too idealistic, waiting for a knight to come riding up on his white horse, when I’m sitting right next to a perfectly good person, a person I enjoy being with, a person I truly do care about, a person who seems to truly care about me. A person who is in pain because of my self-centered, schoolgirl romantic fantasy.

And Roger is thinking: Warranty? They’d better not say its only a 90-day warranty.

“Roger,” Elaine says aloud.

“What?” says Roger, startled.

“Please don’t torture yourself like this,” she says, her eyes beginning to brim with tears. “Maybe I should never have… Oh my, I feel so… (She breaks down, sobbing.)

“What?” says Roger.

“I’m such a fool,” Elaine sobs. “I mean, I know there’s no knight. I really know that. It’s silly. There’s no knight, and there’s no horse.”

“There’s no horse?” says Roger.

“You think I’m a fool, don’t you?” Elaine says.

“No!” says Roger, glad to finally know the correct answer.

“It’s just that…it’s that I…I need some time,” Elaine says.

There is a 15-second pause while Roger, thinking as fast as he can, tries to come up with a safe response. Finally he comes up with one that he thinks might work. “Yes,” he says.

Elaine, deeply moved, touches his hand. “Oh, Roger, do you really feel that way?” she says.

“What way?” says Roger.

“That way about time,” says Elaine.

“Oh,” says Roger. “Yes.”

Elaine turns to face him and gazes deeply into his eyes, causing him to become very nervous about what she might say next, especially if it involves a horse. At last she speaks.

“Thank you, Roger,” she says.

“Thank you,” says Roger.

Then he takes her home, and she lies on her bed, a conflicted, tortured soul, and weeps until dawn.

When Roger gets back to his place, he opens a bag of Doritos, turns on the TV, and immediately becomes deeply involved in a rerun of a tennis match between two Czechoslovakians he never heard of. A tiny voice in the far recesses of his mind tells him that something major was going on back there in the car, but he is pretty sure there is no way he would ever understand what, and so he figures it’s better if he doesn’t think about it.

The next day Elaine will call her closest friend, or perhaps two of them, and they will talk about this situation for six straight hours. In painstaking detail, they will analyze everything she said and everything he said, going over it time and time again, exploring every word, expression, and gesture for nuances of meaning, considering every possible ramification. They will continue to discuss this subject, off and on, for weeks, maybe months, never reaching any definite conclusions, but never getting bored with it, either.

Meanwhile, Roger, while playing racquetball one day with a mutual friend of his and Elaine’s, will pause just before serving, frown, and say, “Norm, did Elaine ever own a horse?”

And that’s the difference between men and women.

from http://www.laughandlift.com/laugh323.html

to the man who was always there for me, who always smiled even in his last moments and the same man who claimed he had one shoulder lower than the other because of carrying me around when i was little

thank you

finally “we ba3d 3azab” i decalre this site active and start writing my new crap here

well i expecting to watch an egyptian horror movie something that was supposed to be tasteless, i was prepared for the worst i knew i have to watch this first egyptian (not counting “el ens wel gen” or that thing by “mohamed 3adaweya”) horror movie. this is what was influenced on mew before watching the movie

the movie doesn’t qualify (in my eyes) as a horror movie it has a very nice