Sala7

wow. i don't even know how to begin talking about this... i went for a walk in the park with my dog this evening and met someone i would have never imagined meeting in my life. he was maybe 10-13 years old and his name was Sala7. when i saw him, i immediately knew he was 3arabi. he came running to come play with my dog, and i spoke to him in arabic. this little boy's picture will remain imbedded in my memory for the rest of my life. Sala7 came to america 3 years ago, when the US army brought him over after he "played with something he shouldn't have" the civilian family he lives with that sponsers him was telling me, as he was playing with my dog. Ana 3iraqi he told me, gabel talat sneen saar feeyi accident. he has no eyelid on his left eye. and his eye was wounded, he had such deep scars all over his face, his right eye was permanantly bruised as was that side of his face. his left arm had 2 mis shaped fingers on it and no palm, and his right arm ended at his elbow. discribing this little miracle doesn't do the image i have so vividly imbedded in my memory any justice. Sala7's brother was 16 when he was killed as he and sala7 were playing outside of their house in the midst of the war, they picked up something that was dropped by a helicopter that turned out to be a bomb of some sort.. i don't know really. all i know is when he was playing with my dog, he was so happy begging the man he lives with to buy him a dog, he also was telling me that he wants a motorcycle but they won't buy him one... and when i said well that's a good thing, because they're not safe, he said what about an atari, don't i deserve an atari? i looked at him with tears wallahi tears welling up in my eyes and said you deserve the world honey. i have seen pictures of war's children, but i have NEVER in my life seen one in front of my eye and touched one let alone hugged one. when he gave me a hug i didnt want to let go for the life of me. i wanted to take Sala7 and protect him from all of the ignorance and intolerance and hatered that fills this world. i wanted to be his body guard, his soul guard, his protector... i told dan, the man that takes care of him where i work and asked him to please bring him buy so i can see him, you know a66amman 3ale.. Sala7 will always be on my mind and it makes my goal even stronger, which is to go work for peace in war torn countries of the middle east. think on it.

one.

i know it's so 1990 and 1998, but tonight i watched 2 movies for the first time ever, flipping back and forth during commercials. i watched Pretty Woman, and City of Angels.
what fabulous movies, i'm telling you, i'm not much of a movie fan, because so many of the ones i end up seeing just suck, but these two were amazing, pretty woman was fabulous, but the one i was most fixated on was city of angels.

the story the music the words the imagery - absolutely amazing. i cried so hard and smoked so many cigarettes to calm down. i mean really he said all he needed was one touch to make becoming mortal worth it how serious is that?! my favorite scene from pretty woman was when he took his shoes and socks off and walked barefooted in the grass. just to feel it. my god. just to feel it, i love that i thought it was just a e3younalbak thing to do!

then seth jumps off a building in city of angels so he can become a human, and has one amazing night and when she gets in the accident the next morning, and dies, he was ok. god i would have been torn to shreds. ugh and then when he went to the store and buys the living shit out of pears because thats the first thing she discribed to him. heartwrenching. let me tell you what - that movie kicked my ass.

i have very strong emotions that i get overwhelmed with when i hear the goo goo dolls song that is a part of the city of angels soundtrack. it means so much to me and is one of those songs that discribes so well the feelings i once carried so strongly. i remember going to a street fair the goo goo dolls played at about 7 months ago, i pushed through the crowd to try to get close to the front praying that they would sing my song, when they played their last song, and i didnt hear it i was upset, as i turned to walk away they played it as their encore song. its so powerful to me, if played in full without interuption, i could cry for hours. ugh absolutely amazing. what a powerful night.

Reem Bandali

ok remember that singer back in the late 80's early 90's Reem Bandali?? i have been trying to find out about what ever happened to her for a while now, for a long time i didnt even know her name... so i want to know everything you guys remember about her... if anyone can find me a picture of her or song clips that would be great... or like a "whatever happened to her" story. i would love it... i remember hearing her songs when i was a little girl... so tap all your sources and help me answer these questions because i want to tap into some childhood memories...

...Ghassel wishak ya amar bil saboone wel 7ajar...

cranky

i hate 3Eid in America. i can't stand it, there's nothing to do, its just another 3 days... where's the spirit where's the fun??

this is my first 3eid without my friends and family so im a little cranky.. all my friends here are Christian arabs, and that's not the same, theres a few muslims but they're with their families... i hate this.. i have never spent 3Eid in the middle east bas im sure it's alot different, at least you see it, smell it, and feel it.. not like here... where no one gives a damn but the masjid folk... and honestly i am truly convinced that 80% of them are just there to be seen... i don't even know anyone at the masjids here, i miss my drama filled masjid where i knew everyone and knew all the drama to stay away from...

ugh i feel alone

:(

taggeddd

once again, i got tagged.

Seven things I plan to do:

1- Move to Kuwait
2- Finish college
3- Travel
4- Pack so i can move (im moving tomorrow and haven't packed a single thing)
5- unpack everything soon so the house wont be messy for long
6- get all the extras so the house will be completely ready... ie a mattress
7- ummm work with ISM

Seven things I can do:

1- ride roller coasters all day and all night without throwing up
2- make friends anywhere i go
3- make an enemy anywhere i go
4- walk alot without complaining
5- Eat, talk on my cell phone and drive all at the same time.
6- perfectly bring an idea to paper/computer screen
7- get my way 99% of the time

Seven things I can't do:

1- write/eat with my right hand
2- definitly can't drive a stick.
3- be fake
4- be ignorant
5- stand stupid people
6- be cold hearted
7- be quiet

Seven things I say most often:

1- wallahi?
2- Absolutely!
3- You know what i mean?
4- 'E3younalbak' don't play..
5-Don't play me!
6- that's riiiyyyeeet
7- no,you shut up your face

Seven people I want to pass this tag to: eeh whoever feels like it

wow

i cant believe its been almost a month since i last updated my blog...

ive been so busy with school then i got a job then i quit it, its been hectic here lately... i withdrew from 2 classes after the time they gave us to drop the classes so they got counted as withdraw/fail which dropped my GPA down to a .7 yes 0.7 so i had alot of drama at the school because of all that... i've had practically 0 internet access so i havent been able to post. they gave me unlimatums in order to stay i have to make a b in every class, if i get a b- in any of the classes i get kicked out. if i miss more than 3 days in each class i get kicked out. i have to meet with my advisor once a week to show her where i am in my studies and let her know whats going on in my life.. and if i dont show up to the meetings i could get kicked out. i had so much going on last quarter that i had viable reasons to drop the classes but unfortionatly did it a day too late... so ive got to focus this quarter. so im under an enormous amount of stress because of it.

on top of that, ive also been sick and moved, and now its time to settle down and focus. no partying for me this quarter lol some new girls moved in and they're dorks. ya3ni sorry bas they are complete losers. one of them follows me everywhere and does not shut the fuck up. she talks nonstop and every sentance starts with 'that reminds me of...' DID I ASK YOU WHAT IT REMINDED YOU OF?!?!?! DO I LOOK EVEN REMOTELY INTERESTED??? HELL THE FUCK NO! i'm moving out on the 20th. so i have to be patient until then. i came home after class today.. mind you i used to live upstairs and moved to the downstairs room with my best friend 3 weeks ago, and they've been here 2 weeks now. the kitchen and living and dining room are downstairs. i came home after class today, and one of the loser dorks was making pork flavored ramen. DISGUST ME PLEASE. MAKE ME THROW UP EVEN THO I'M FASTING, PLEASE!! and they have this habit where they bolt the doors shut. if i have groceries in my hand and am trying to balance them, let me unlock the bottom lock and push the door open. dont piss me off by bolting the door shut. they dont understand the meaning of 'we dont share food, period.' and DO YOUR FUCKING DISHES they're all about 18. its their first time away from home. i dont give a fuck. grow up. and clean your shit and stop following me EVERYWHERE! if im in the bathroom which, mind you, is IN MY ROOM using the bathroom or taking a shower or washing my face or whathaveyou, i find one of them either knocking on my door or calling me on my cell phone, or waiting at the door for me to get out just so they can follow me. i was reading a blog earlier, one of them was sitting on MY BED, uninvited, reading the blog. GET THE FUCK OFF OF MY BED AND OUT OF MY GOD DAMNED ROOM!!! GET THE FUCK OUT!!! shit! ugh. i cant wait till the 20th, i have 3 tails here and they follow me everywhere. and i hate it.

and lately my life has been so shitty and boring that ive been watching movies. yes me, e3younalbak, watching movies. its not normal. ive had no energy to do anything. i watched stigmata today, which is great. and i watched girl interrupted. girl interrupted is a very, hmm how do i put it, disturbing movie. it shows how sick people in this world really are and how many random problems people go through. it really bothered me.. its about 2 am and i cant sleep because of it. it really bothered me to this extent. i need to go out. i need a fucking night away from my tails and with my best friend, and my shille of friends to party and have a damn good time. i cant deal with this bullshit routine thats chock full of nothingness anymore. its really fucking with my head. and i dont do movies... why am i watching movies?!?!?! not normal. im frustrated.


note to self...

*Friday am- illustrator picture due (done/saved in email)
*Friday pm- 3 Advertisements due for 'adobe fonts' (done.)

*Monday- nothing due

*Tuesday- 5 examples of marketing materials from local museums
8 ads for products that would appeal to 18-30 year olds (done)
10 African Penguin illustrations due 'create an alternative way of seeing the animal'
Find fonts for the museum (done)

Try to work on the project, --due in 2 weeks--

If i was Queen of this night, would you be my King?

i love this song so much.

She said

"don't, don't let it go to your head

Boys like you are a dime a dozen,

Boys like you are a dime a dozen"

She said

"you're a touch overrated, you're a lush

and I hate it but these grass stains on my knees they won't mean a thing"

And all I Need to know

Is that I'm something you'll be missing

Maybe I should hate you for this

Never really did ever quite get that far

Maybe I should hate you for this

Never really did ever quite get that...

I'd never lie to you Unless I had to

I'll do what I got to

Unless I had to I'll do what I got to

the truth is you could slit my throat

And with my one last gasping breath

I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt

And all I need to know

is that I'm something you'll be missing

Maybe I should hate you for this

Never really did ever quite get that far

Maybe I should hate you for this

Never really did ever quite get that...

Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions

This'll be last chance you get to drop my name

Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions

This'll be last chance you get to drop my name...

If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar

If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar

If only you knew half as much as you pretend to

*taking back sunday - you're so last summer*