9 Things Women Say

This email has been forwarded to me a few times before. And every time I read it I think to myself that this is Soooo true. Women do use these particular words/phrases to express these exact alternative meanings. So to all men reading this: Pay attention, because this will help you better understand what women really mean to tell you:

Little note: About number 8.. There isn't one specific word in mind, but anything you can think of that best fits the severity of the situation would be good enough. Oh, and don't go easy on yourself. She won't be saying darn you...


1. Fine : This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.

2. Five Minutes : If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.

3. Nothing : This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in fine.

4. Go Ahead : This is a dare, not permission. Don't Do It!

5. Loud Sigh : This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer back to #3 for the meaning of nothing.)

6. That's Okay : This is one of the most dangerous statements a woman can make to a man. That's okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.

7. Thanks : A woman is thanking you, do not question, or Faint. Just say you're welcome.

8. Whatever : Is a women's way of saying %*#$ YOU!

9. Don't worry about it, I got it : Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking 'What's wrong?' For the woman's response refer to #3.

Diaries, Embassies And Falookas

Multi-topic-post :

- It's interesting to read someone's diary. Not their private diary of course, I mean their online diary, the one they have there for public access. It kind of feeds your curiosity without being nosy. Because one way or the other we all have a little bit of curiosity within us. At least I would like to think so, because I don't want to feel that I'm too curious and nosy.

- I was in Zamalek the day before yesterday and on my way to where I parked my car there was an embassy. I was curious to know which embassy it was because I didn't recognize the flag. So I stopped in front of it and took a look at the sign, then decided to ask the guard (3askari) that was standing in front of the building about it. He went silent for a few seconds and concentrated real hard to remember the name. And then a smile was drawn on his face as if he was secretly saying "Eureka!!". Then he said.. "The Embassy of Bab Zewela" ( that's the name of one of the fortified gates to Cairo in the Fatimid reign). It turned out that what he meant to say was Venezuela!!!

- So a couple of days ago I went with my friends on a "falooka" ride. A falooka for those who don't know it is an Egyptian name for a small boat that goes on little cruises in the Nile.


The man who was sailing the boat was amazing; He was really old, and he's from upper Egypt. His name was Shaaban. We asked him when we got on the falooka if he had a cassette player (they usually install cassettes that you put in your car in the falooka ) so we could put some music on. He said that they got so noisy that the coast guards told them to remove all cassette players from the boats. But he reassured us that it wasn't a problem because he had an alternative: he'll sing some ballads and songs from his home town. And so he did....

It was extremely fun to sit there and listen to him sing his songs and in between tell us his story and how he raised his 8 daughters and got all of them well educated and then happily married except for the youngest who is still in school. He told us about how his wife had passed away and is in heaven now. He told us stories about some of the manors on the river banks and who owned them... He was a charming old man in his own way.

OK! here's what I'm most excited about! A video of him singing one of the songs.

Enjoy :)

Shawsheska III

Madonna - This used to be my playground

"Dear Gwyneth,

How are you? It's been so long since you last came to visit me. Or at least it seems this way to me. I've lost track of time. It's so hard to keep track of days in here, sometimes I feel that It's a blessing. It's so hard to keep count of the time I've spent and the time I have left in here before I'm released. Time passes by so slowly that it makes me want to scream at the top of my lungs whenever I realize how much time I have left within those walls.
It's OK though. I know I'll be out soon. I just have to keep my chin up and everything will be just fine...

How are Jeff and Scotty doing? How's their school work going? Is Scott studying well for his tests? I know how hard all this has been for him. I just wish he focuses on his future. Oh Gwyn I'm so scared that I might have ruined my own babies' lives... I blame myself everyday for what I've done. I can't help it.. it just tears me up inside.. the pain I feel is blinding.

Tell Jeff to be strong.. tell him that I love him so much and that he and his brother are the most important things to me in the entire world.. tell them that I'm coming out soon and I'll make everything right again.

Gwyn, come visit me soon. I need to know how you all are doing. I'm going crazy not knowing what's happening on the outside with my family. Or just call me.. it's really hard to use the phone around here, but if I get a call it's easier. We can talk for a couple of minutes just so I know that everything is OK.. because everything is OK, right?

Okay, I'll finish up then. Tell my boys I love them and that I miss them so much.. tell them that I miss taking them in my arms and hugging all their worries away. Tell them I'm coming home soon.... "

Nonsensical

One of the best things I've taught myself, is to never let anything or anyone control my mood. Sometimes it seems to others that I'm cold, indifferent or worse. But in the end it all comes down to this: No one feels the pain of having your sentiments controlled by others except you. So if you have anyway of avoiding that, so be it.

On a more cheerful note, Chad Kroeger and Santana's new song is Aaaaaaaa-mazing! Completely uplifting tune, very interesting lyrics, great music altogether. Perfect. Listen to it, it's worth it.
It can seriously get you out of any unwanted negative mood you're in.

Santana ft. Chad Kroeger - Into the night.

I need to buy more skirts.

The Magic Garden

I close my eyes and dream of a garden. A magical garden right in front of me. It's spread as far as I can see.
Take my hand and walk with me, into the garden. walk with me along the wavy brick paths paving the way. Through the dancing leaves of flowers with the colours of the rainbow, and the beauty of the stars.
Look into my eyes as we reach the tips of the magical pathway. Smile back at me... because you know what I'm thinking about like you always do. Nod at me and do as I do at the very same moment. Take off your shoes and take the first step with me, barefoot into the magical garden. Our magical garden.
We run together and embrace the leaves, but you never leave my hand. I am safe in your hands.
Lie with me and breathe it all in... we are one till the very end.

Listen to: The Cranberries - Never Grow Old

I'm A Gellar!

Don't we all think we'd be a Rachel?? Weird how things turn out :s

Which Friends Character Are You?
	You are part Monica. You have a go-all-out nature. Your friends better watch out, because you play to win. Also, when it comes to order and cleanliness, you're a bit obsessive compulsive. Your best trait, however, is your thoughtfulness. You go to great lengths to care for your friends.
	You are part Ross. You're intelligent and adored by your parents. However, your lack of social skills causes you to talk too much and try too hard. While your friends pick on you for your nerdiness, they better watch our for your rage.

Stare

The mind is a terrible thing. It thinks about everything and gets things all complicated. Sometimes I wish that my mind would just take a break, or maybe go on vacation. I mean I thank God for it and all, but.. sometimes it just gets too much to handle. You can't keep on thinking about everything so much, thinking of all the probabilities and options. Worst case scenarios, best case scenarios, the good, the bad, the OK, the predictable, the unpredictable, the surreal, the dramatic scenarios... the list just goes on and on and the mind keeps on thinking. And it keeps coming up with new scenarios every waking second, and even while you sleep. I keep looking in my mind for answers, I keep searching for reasons. It feels like I'm under a spell and I can't be liberated from the chains of my thoughts. You put me in the middle of a whirlpool and now you're watching me drown. See me fade away...

Mashrebtesh Men Nilha

This is a song By Shereen; an Egyptian singer I really like. She's singing about Egypt that I truly love, I wish we could all feel the same way about her (Egypt, not Shereen) and really try our best to make everything about her better.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bB7Smz1rUBg

They Stole It!

I can't believe it. They stole the logo of my car brand right off my car! I'm not angry. It can easily be replaced, or so they've told me.. it didn't happen before so I wouldn't know. What I really feel is amusement. I'm honestly amused. Because I don't get it, I mean yeah, it will get them some cash.. and some people do need any amount of cash they could get their hands on. And come to think of it, I do get it. But it still amuses me what people would sometimes do.

Anyway.. it upsets me a little that I'm 99% positive that whoever took it won't do something good with the money.. but I'm just holding on to that 1%. You never know.

I Hope You Dance

"I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty-handed
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance

I hope you dance, I hope you dance

I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Livin' might mean takin' chances, but they're worth takin'
Lovin' might be a mistake, but it's worth makin'
Don't let some hell-bent heart leave you bitter
When you come close to sellin' out, reconsider
Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance

I hope you dance, I hope you dance
I hope you dance, I hope you dance
(Time is a wheel in constant motion, always rolling us along
Tell me who wants to look back on their years
And wonder, where those years have gone)

I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance

Dance, I hope you dance
I hope you dance, I hope you dance
I hope you dance, I hope you dance
(Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along
Tell me who wants to look back on their years
And wonder where those years have gone)"


Thank you, Lee Ann Womack for singing it ever so wonderfully.

For everyone who gets to read this, I really hope you dance...

I Won't Say I'm Back

Yes, it's been a very long while. Yes, I've been away from my blog for way too long. and Yes, I'm supposed to right something insightful after this long time... But no, I won't say all the I'm back and I missed writing in the blog scenario. And no, I'm not going to write anything insightful.



Fiction is what you create in your head. You follow a meaningless thought and help it develop into a huge fantasy that you soon start to believe. You sink so deep into your own thoughts that you lose track of what's real. You confuse reality with the figments of your imagination until nothing makes sense anymore.

And Suddenly, without any warnings, you get hit hard by cold, solid truth! Nothing is what you fought so hard to create. Even when you're still not hit with the truth you can feel it deep inside of you. In that dark little spot way down there you know that it will hit you and shatter your world into ever so tiny little pieces. But even when you try to fix it and make sense of it all you realize that you just can't. It's too late now to untangle what you messed up over such a long time.

Why do we run away into our minds and create a lie and try so hard to believe it only to let it eventually mess us up? Why don't we just face facts and deal with them right there and then instead of shoving them aside and hoping they'd just disappear or go away as if they never existed in the first place? Because it just doesn't work that way. I hope it did but it just doesn't