Good old blogging days, again!

Exactly one year ago we celebrated our blogging golden years..2006/2007.

We created, back then, a facebook group that has 82 members now ūüôā

I and my friends from around the blogosphere blogged on that day to remember how it was when blogging was “it” and the community was familiar.

My dear friends from around Qwaider planet…from good old “Jeeran” from Jordan, Egypt, Precious Palestine, Lebanon and Syria are still in touch…we read for each other or communicate through facebook but blogging will always be so special and so near.

This year i won’t go all nostalgic…this year our world has changed…and the word NEW is not far any more…this year is about hopes that we believe will come true.

I hope blogging never fades to facebook, video blogging or anything else.

I hope writing online never be censored…i hope it keeps being the free skies we let go of our inhabitants in and just soar free.

I hope we witness successes, accomplishments and value all the way.

Thank you bloggers for reading, sharing and accepting.

Thank you for opening my eyes to a talent i never knew it existed that now I have two books on shelves…who would’ve thought! it’s surreal!

Thank you and I hope next year we still celebrate our good old blogging days¬†ūüôā


P.S. dear reader, you are welcomed to join the group (link above) and blog with us…you can post on your blog or in the notes area on the group.


groups or not!

A group…Apparently everything in life is bound to form groups.

Life is run by a group of people with mutual interests to make the biggest fortunes sucking people’s blood.

In politics, there are groups within a government…groups within a political party…and groups within ministries.

In businesses, there are groups within the company…groups within the departments…and freakin’ groups within the groups.

It is driving me crazy…I am not a group person…I may like someone in particular and do my best never let that show at work, like that girl who was my assistant in my old company…I LOVED her…she was so kind, so pure like babies and so good at work…she was amazing…I supported her fully while always trying to be fair and objective.

I am not a group person…I am a company person…some colleagues like me and some hate me and I go along just fine with both.

And when someone like me joins an online business/professional group it becomes a true challenge…especially if the group creator is a narcissist bitch…A group admin who never allows anyone to disagree or question the GREAT experienced creator…A group admin who’d reply to a counter opinion in bold red letters that it feels like a bull is running after you :S

I lose my mind easily when I’m annoyed by arrogance; that filthy human behavior that people confuse as pride or strength.

Socially b2a, I blend smoothly in groups but I don’t approach that…or let me say , I never attempted to approach that…I am a one to one person…I love to give from my heart and love to receive truthfully without the influence of a spectator.

Yet, going out with two or three friends is so much fun so I do it rarely but with the RIGHT company that will not ruin the good time for me.

How? Well, girls could relate to the following:

–¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† When you are having a great time with friends and you say something funny so they laugh then a specific girl would comment: why you laughing, that was a line from a movie.

–¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† When you are having dinner with friends, then accidentally go to the rest room to find two of your friends gossiping about you in there.

–¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† When you see the look, the meaningful mean look one of the girls gives the other to draw her attention to something you are wearing or something you just said.

–¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† When a girl can‚Äôt take a joke and tet2emes and ruins the whole outing by ranting so that everyone would spend the evening pampering her.

–¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† Or when some girl decides to be funny on your expense, so she would tehreeky¬†tarya2a.

–¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† OR‚Ķelkebeera b2a, would teltosh¬†bremark¬†semaweya¬†then when your face changes she would say: eh?? Bahazar‚Ķfriends beyhazaro 3ady¬†alla!!

Yeah…girls do that…not all of them but it is very likely for at least one incident of those mentioned above to happen within a group.

So, I am not a group person…I like individuals…and every other year I get the urge of knowing new friends…like these days…I have the urge and I am knowing new people of  a certain criteria while cherishing and treasuring my precious old friends.

Which leads me to another related point…I want…I NEED new female friends…most of my best friends are guys…so much easier to be friends with a guy…we get along instantly if he has three things: intelligence, sense of humor and respect.

But…I need the female bond…I have been a loaner for quite some time now and I was humble in my expectations so I didn’t allow myself to seek or even be there for friends to seek me.

so…my quest now is to open up and allow myself to enjoy new female friends.

I don‚Äôt know about groups yet‚Ķas except for the book club which i¬†absolutely¬†love and adore, i was never in a group…but‚ĶI am open for attractive suggestions and I promise my full devotion.

Last Thursday of exhausting March

Dear Blog,

March has cracked my bones…It has been confusing, exhausting and mind draining…and really tight with the bucks…

But Today is a brilliant day…It ends and takes March with it.

It takes all the waiting…All the confusion…All the back and forth annoying movement between offices, decisions and urges.

March ended and I’m happy that i can mark the end of a 120 days critical phase in my life.

Today, I settled in my work…made up my mind and settled…and I am happy with what Allah¬†gave me…and i will build from there…not build anywhere else.

Today, although i¬†was very worried about my sick mom, Her spirit lifts mine…she is a very courageous¬†lady, don’t know how i forgot that and expected her to stop caring for her health…Inshallah she’ll be fine.

Today, I decided to recall my old forgotten ability to gain friends…for real. i¬†tried to deactivate Facebook¬†(i¬†don’t need virtual communication,,,at least for a while) but i couldn’t as I’ll be deactivating Dad’s page as well…so,¬†i made it a¬†private profile…i¬†don’t wanna read¬†two liners from people…I want to hear from them…I’ll focus on the real people in my life and the real people i¬†would like to earn their new existence.

Today, I will buy a book and read…and I will write as vivid¬†as i did before “news” took over my life…and I will work for causes…and all that with the help and will of Allah.

From now on, I will have fun with my kids…I will listen to old music i love…I will dance and walk down my favorite street.

and¬†I will welcome a new month…a new quarter of the astonishing life changing year of 2011 and i¬†will set new fresh goals…I will enjoy life, love and people…I will fight when i¬†need to and i will relax as often as i can.

I’m glad i have you bloggy…forgive me for looking elsewhere ūüôā

Going gradient:: – Dreams (by Mais*)

As part of the “good old blogging days 2006/2007”¬† i¬†am happy to host my dear¬†friend Mais*¬†from the good old days when we used to blog together through Jeeran…when we used to wow each other everyday by words that come from the soul.

Thank you Mais*




Going gradient:: – Dreams


Define it:

  • Attempts, Messages, illusions ‚Ķ.
  • Where you don’t have to dip the truth in sugar.
  • Be a lot of people at the same time.
  • Keep an identity loud and clear.
  • Moments in different accents.
  • Hide and seek.
  • You never know what else‚Ķ

            Everything holds up something.

 Bite it:

You Are [A delighted cube. of sugar…Unique as a pearl]]

Be careful what you wear to bed at night, you never know who you’ll meet in your dreams.‚ÄĚ

Love it:

[What does he fill to her left side …] a Dream…

You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream.‚ÄĚ


Hate it:

[To people like you, your analog of my own personality lacks your confidence.

In simple words … I am sure I don’t like you!!]… I Miss you sometimes ??!

He laughs at my dreams, but I dream about his laughter. ‚ÄĚ




Good Old Blogging Days *Event*

And I have an announcement to make:

But let me give you some flashback, It all started when I tweeted about the good old blogging days back in 2006/2007, Abed tweeted the same and shouted out for the gold bloggers of that era…a couple of days later i¬†invited my fellow friends/bloggers who were on my old Macbook account to post again together, on the same day.

Some of them don’t have blogs any more and i¬†was really not optimistic¬†that i’d¬†find them excited…but, to me surprise, almost each one¬†of them replied and they were excited and i know it will be a very special day…

Who never knew blogging back then surely didn’t know blogging…i can assure you ūüôā

So…we’re bringing a hint of it back…

It is an open invitation to old fellow bloggers from that Era…

Tuesday 21st, we will host previous bloggers, we will post on blogs and on the event page on face book, check it out:

Good Old Blogging Days 2006/2007

Till now we have: Mais, Hala¬†T., Hamede, Fadi K., Lama, Ola, Abed, Sharifo…and hopefully many more would join us soon.

Check out the event, like it and you can post to the wall, join discussions, post articles and more.

Make sure you check the event on Tuesday 21 st December, when blogging turns to gold…again!

I’m mad at People!

This is a rant.

No, a burst.

Or whatever…

I am mad at people…some people i¬†allowed to get close to me…and general people’s behavior. I am mad because frankly -with¬†total sincere modesty-¬†I am an added value to everyone i called “a loved one”.

I am fed up with people using my love and abusing it for their own humorous sadistic tendencies…I would care and love someone but that wouldn’t make me their door matt or call girl.

I am angry at their random meanness…their casual talteesh and cruel remarks…when I need support I should get it naturally from people who claim to love me, not get the mocking and the neglect of my needs.

I am provoked by their arrogant smile that speculates that they know of me more than what i am stating.

I am annoyed by the fact that they neglect what they already know about me, being an open straight forward person and treat me as if I’m¬†hiding something while i’m¬†really not hiding anything simply because I am not a coward…I face and fight if i have to.

I am irritated by their totally unnecessary tanaka…and it is unnecessary because I never batanek¬†3ala¬†7ad simply because i¬†am too confident and too nice to abuse anyone to feel superior…and most importantly i wouldn’t do that to people I love.

I am furious at everybody who’d see me and notice signs that i¬†am being tired, busy, sick, sleepless or burdened by¬†life matters¬†and automatically assume i¬†have problems with my husband…well, I almost never lie and never act…and they being close would know if i have any problem in my marriage and facts are: 1) I am a responsible human being with many obligations at hand and life can be stressful and loaded at time. 2) My relationship with my husband has been doing great for a long time…so, bite it!!

I have had enough¬†from being¬†used¬†to feed someone else’s gossip diet…Private people’s life is PRIVATE…not a TV show we can discuss with total strangers.

I am disappointed at people’s ability to hide and act as if they have no idea something has happened while they are being dumb liars.

I will not accept anyone attempting to take advantage of me, to stick around with an ultimatum or step all over me mistaking my kindness for weakness.

Whoever is willing to love me and treat me with utter respect just as I am is more than welcomed to be part of my heart and life…whoever refuses to recognize how proper and respectful and supportive relationships should be could really fuck off!!!

Good news is: Now that i am done with venting about people’s crap I’ve been facing…I can focus on my own with a clear vision and an honest spirit.