Anagrams !

An anagram for "Ancient" is "Act Nine". I intend to use this as my pseudonym.

What's yours?

Photos

I really enjoyed snapping pictures of some scenes of Abha (I found out they were the worst photos I've EVER seen lol) I will never forget, although my skill level at taking interesting quality shots still has far far far to go :P .But it was fun.

Here are some...

The new Abha area was awesome, I was there last day in Abha

Cable Car.. I had alot of fun

Cable Car again...

The place where I stayed.

Some people couldn't believe this is a real sky.. What about you?

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Enough though :)

Paint The Weekend in Numbersٍٍ

-Number of episodes of Friends I watched: 3

-Number of times I have watched "Captain Corelli's Mandolin": 4

-Number of minutes exercised: 32

-Number of diet cokes consumed: 5

-Number of cups of coffee consumed: 4

-Number of glasses of water consumed: None. I barely drink water.

-Number of showers: 2

-Number of times I have answered the phone: 2

-Number of times I have let it roll over to voice mail: 5

-Number of pages read in a book: 87

-Number of books finished: 0

-Number of naps: 4

-Total number of hours slept: 26

-Number of people who told me I am a lazy : 2

-Number of people who inferred that I am a lazy : 1

-Number of people I told to leave me alone: 3

-Number of "hellos" I will admit to having said into the phone when attempting to answer in my sleep: 2

-Number of minutes I laughed when my brother told me he wants to get married: 11

-Number of bruises I have on my arm from my brother punching me in efforts to get me to shut up: 1

-Number of entries I tried to write: 4

-Number of entries I gave up on: 4

-Number of songs sung at the top of my lungs in a horrible accent: 9

-Number of complaints by my sister: None, surprisingly

-Number of friends made: 0

-Number of enemies made: I think 0 would be a safe bet.

Blank and Fractured

Earlier today, I wandered from the computer to the kitchen, from the television to the bedroom, fluttering between them, but I couldn't manage to settle into one place or one activity.

I opened Word to write...post something, and the blank screen made fun of me, taunting me like a French stereotype. Then, I found myself publishing a Blank post..a post without one single word or even letter.

A few days ago I accidentally erased most of my hard drive (all my documents, photos and music files ) G.O.N.E. Instead of stressing, I sighed with relief...less data makes me feel better. Today, I wished I could do the same with a certain portion of my brain, the area that has been debating for days and can't handle it anymore. I wish to simply delete an entire segment of brain activity, because I am exhausted from all the whole banking idea.

My hair is a mess, my skin feels too tight and at the tips of my fingers and toes.

I want a bubblebath, but I don't want to commit to the necessary time for a good soak. I want to read, but nothing interests me.

I'm not hungry,but I'm craving...Something..something I can't name . I'm not sure if it's a flavor, a texture, a scent, a sound, an image or a combination of some or all.

I feel blank, like a clean paper, but with none of the associated possibilities.

I feel fractured, like a reflection from a broken mirror.

I want. I need.

I don't know.

Sheeps :((

I'm still trying to recover from the news I have heard from dad last night....

WE ARE FlYING TO THE SOUTH TOMORROW NOON ( today in few hours) :((

I just don't feel like being there, it's not the suitable time for cold weather, mountains or sheeps..sheeps?!

*Oh perfect ! they sing for you before going to bed :D
Please!! my summer vacation just started..I can't believe that from tomorrow on there is no Dominos, Aroma or Barnies for a week !


In other news, there is no Internet access as well, so I won't be blogging here next days..

Patience ya Rab :((

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*updated: I copied & pasted this post when I was dressing in to go to the airport,didn't notice there were some Important missing words :P

What's Next ?!

Hello Timon

I have always loved that motor-mouthed, fast-talking meerkat called "Timon". He just can't help but makes me laugh especially in that episode with Pumbaa, where Pumbaa found gold and Timon only found a bottle cap :D, the look on Timon's face in that one scene just broke my heart hehe..wallah it hit me.

The thing is, my sister N dresses in Timon every now and then, it's not about making good natural jokes at things or following their Hakuna Matata ("no worries") lifestyle...no, she simply tends to give an idea or opinion about something like if she invents a brand new thing to say after I had said it long time ago and she didn't like it at that time! so, she is being Timon again ! like if my general ideas overshadow her.

For example, one day we went to a mall for shopping, then I found that blue shirt and hopelessly fell in love with it, I asked : Isn't it beautiful? she said :" not that much, you could find much more nicer stuff than this one" and had that confidence in her look..but I insisted and bought it anyway, more two weeks , she was searching in my closet for something to wear then saw the blue" NOT that MUCH" shirt, she said: Oh! How nice! I was like: What? "Hello Timon!" then I had that kind of uncontrollable anger and said: Mafee, e7lamee feeha awal ! :P

I prefer to have Pumbaa's slow thought processes, there is nothing wrong with that :P, anyway she will kill me when she reads this post.

Thank You "Allured"

I wasn't around in the last few days hence I didn't notice that I have been tagged by "Allured" so, thank you :)

Here goes..

*Number of books I own:

My father and I share the same bookshelves, so I think we have more than 400 books.

*Last book I read:

The Perfume - It's a novel I already wrote post about it, it's just great.

*Five books that mean a lot to me:

1. Riyadh Al-sale7een : I just can't express the feeling when I drop by hadiths I never heard of.
2. 9aid Al-'7a6er by ebn al-jawzi.
3. The Happiest Woman in The World by Ayed Al-Qarni : it was a present from my best friend.
4. The Color of Water : A Black Man's Tribute to His White Mother.
5. A Beautiful Mind.

*The book I am reading since long but could not finish:

The Holy Qura'an Explanation by ebn Katheer, six really big books and I'm still in the 5th one starting from the last book which is the 6th and this kind of books need real attention and concentration Allah y3een.What bothers me is that I can't concentrate on one book at time I'm just floating like a butterfly from one to another ended up with nothing sticks in my mind :|

ok now I'm tagging nezitic, True Faith and Sarah.