I have stuff that I need to get off my chest. So here goes.
1. HOW CAN EGYPT BLOODY WELL WIN 1-0 TO ITALY BUT LOSE 3-0 TO USA?????????? STUPID FOOTBALL TEAMS!!! But I have to give Egypt credit for losing 3-4 to brazil, it was a brilliant match to watch, we could've drawn or even won the match, but it was not in our naseeb.
2. Mad people: if you're trying to be drunk could you not point at me from your car window and say 'WAHAAAAAY' as if to confirm to the world that you can decipher a muhajiba woman from the crowd. It makes me laugh but not when I'm in a bad mood, so stop it please.
3. Miss Short Fuse: I request that you stop being such a slothful git and actually earn you're way for favours, rather than make me go out to the supermarkets and make your dinner the moment I get home and wash up the dishes in the sink, while you're still happily chatting away on the phone. Your presence is wasteful and insulting to life.
4. Miss Pain-in-the-ass: Please open the windows at night, I've been waking up in a pool of sweat every morning for the last three weeks, and I know you consist of zero consideration for the sick and ill, but if you could stretch that tiny bit of generosity you own, to allowing the openning of windows, then my opinion of you might increase a millimeter... perhaps.
5. Bad bred parents: listen to the people around you, despite being ass holes, you are still loving towards your children, so stop being stubborn and listen to other people's opinions, their aim is the same as your's. So stop making decisions to show your 'authority'.
6. I'm angry.
7. Miss In-her-own-world: I've given up the thought that you can act as a responsible adult.
The views and happennings of a Manga-obsessed Neuroscience nerd with a strange interest in the medical genre.
Monday 29 June 2009
Monday 22 June 2009
A taste of Motherhood.
A lot of things have happened within the past fortnight. Some mad things, some happy things, and some disturbing things.
1. I went to westfields recently, that place is HUUUGE! I know I'm mega late at going there, but I honestly thought the hype around it was just talk. But it honsetly is awesome! Me and my sisters got the most expensive dresses from House of Fraiser and went into the poshest fitting rooms (sneaking in a compass) and praying; it's the best method for praying outside when there's no prayer room :D Now here comes the funny bit, there was a guy with his girlfriend and she was trying on a super expensive dress, so she came out of the changing cubicle to show him and he looked mega uninterested and just nodded his head for the sake of it, then when she went back to change, I saw her boyfriend nervously checking the contents of his wallet. I wanted to point and laugh sooo badly! But there was an actual opportunity for me to point and laugh later that day; while checking pijamas in a store Miss Short fuse tripped on a fragment of imagination or her own shoes, then fell ontop of the shop's window display's poster. Miss. Short fuse then fell to the ground and the poster toppelled ontop of her, leaving broken pieces of apparatus hanging from the ceiling. I actually stood still and laughed, along with a friend and Miss. Pain in the Ass, we all just laughed at her.
2. I've had family come over from egypt and this hasn't happened in the past 10 years or so, hence I was really excited, but the kids that accompany the adults are a bit tough to handle, what worried me was the extent of x-rated knowledge the 11 year old girl had. Excuse me, but with an upringing in egypt I had expected a limitation on society's side of things for this little girl but the damaging consequences are that this childish and still immature 11 year old now thinks she's an adult, when she still wants plastic beaded necklaces! What happened to the innocence of ignorance for our children? Why do they get to know about such things so early on in life? Why oh why are there billboards of half naked wemon everywhere you go? So when my cousin's 7 year old son asks 'is that a naked woman' and I obviously can't answer anything else and say 'yes' and he replies 'wow' I have a right to get worried!!! I'm worried for the future, like I seriously am.
3. I had a taste of motherhood the other day, it was enlightening/embaressing/aggravating. I needed to go to he library on an errend for my dad, and he told me to take the kids with me, the initial thought was 'whadafa?' but then the realisation that I'd have to use to pushchair for one of the kids (as he's pretty sick at the moment) made me think 'HELL NO!' but I resigned.... I ended up pushing a pushchair all the way down my local high street with the embaressing thought 'does everyone think these two semi-blonde children are my CHILDREN?' and I had to keep them quiet cus they got over excited for some reason, so I had to act all strict.. gah! It's hard to make them like you and be strict at the same time ya know!
4. Me and the other misses sneaked out of the house, told a lie to the adults and went to Canary Wharf!!!! OMG!!!! This is probably the biggest form of rebelliousness I have ever experienced, the thing that contradicts our rebelliousness is that it was all to buy a father's day present.. we got him Austen Reed shirts (nice shirts they have too). We ate wagamamas!! (seafood ramen yay!) We had amazing ice-cream! We saw Old Kent Road! (one less thing to see off the monopoly map) BUT WE LIED! Oh the guilt! buuuuuuuuuut! All was told the next day (good thing dad was happy with the shirts otherise I doubt he would've over-ridden our huge fat lie).
5. I've been crying alot recently, oh don't get me wrong, I'm not sad or anything, (not that I don't have an excuse to be) I just came across this rather controversial manga and it was a tragedy (stay away from tragedies ppl! they make your eyes go red and puffy) and I was really bawling! Like really crying my eyes out! like mad waterfall typed tears and arhythmic breathing that sounds similar to a donkey cry... (I shouldn't admit that). It was so pathetic! Because the ending was sooo made up on the stop! But sooo sad! And after a while I was like 'this manga is actually really crappily weird' because the male protagonist loves his girlfriend so much he'll point a gun at her O.O and say 'there was no other choice' ???? O.o Puleeease!! Spare me! >_< And the male protagonist really got on my nerves, but when you're reading manga really quickly (like what I do) you don't really stop to think 'this guy ought to be killed' because you just want to know what will happen next.
6. I have resumed eating lunches, but I just sorta eat whenever I feel like I'm actually hungry and not just eatiing for the sake of eating like what some people do when they're bored. But i must confess, there was a paticular day I remember that I had barely any sleep (for idiopathic reasons) and the rest of the day I was hungry like mad! and I just ate small and little bits of food contantly and got me annoyed because I ended up not being able to leave the kitchen except to go to the living room for meal time!!!
To Fullah and Mozzerella: dare to find spelling mistakes!!!
1. I went to westfields recently, that place is HUUUGE! I know I'm mega late at going there, but I honestly thought the hype around it was just talk. But it honsetly is awesome! Me and my sisters got the most expensive dresses from House of Fraiser and went into the poshest fitting rooms (sneaking in a compass) and praying; it's the best method for praying outside when there's no prayer room :D Now here comes the funny bit, there was a guy with his girlfriend and she was trying on a super expensive dress, so she came out of the changing cubicle to show him and he looked mega uninterested and just nodded his head for the sake of it, then when she went back to change, I saw her boyfriend nervously checking the contents of his wallet. I wanted to point and laugh sooo badly! But there was an actual opportunity for me to point and laugh later that day; while checking pijamas in a store Miss Short fuse tripped on a fragment of imagination or her own shoes, then fell ontop of the shop's window display's poster. Miss. Short fuse then fell to the ground and the poster toppelled ontop of her, leaving broken pieces of apparatus hanging from the ceiling. I actually stood still and laughed, along with a friend and Miss. Pain in the Ass, we all just laughed at her.
2. I've had family come over from egypt and this hasn't happened in the past 10 years or so, hence I was really excited, but the kids that accompany the adults are a bit tough to handle, what worried me was the extent of x-rated knowledge the 11 year old girl had. Excuse me, but with an upringing in egypt I had expected a limitation on society's side of things for this little girl but the damaging consequences are that this childish and still immature 11 year old now thinks she's an adult, when she still wants plastic beaded necklaces! What happened to the innocence of ignorance for our children? Why do they get to know about such things so early on in life? Why oh why are there billboards of half naked wemon everywhere you go? So when my cousin's 7 year old son asks 'is that a naked woman' and I obviously can't answer anything else and say 'yes' and he replies 'wow' I have a right to get worried!!! I'm worried for the future, like I seriously am.
3. I had a taste of motherhood the other day, it was enlightening/embaressing/aggravating. I needed to go to he library on an errend for my dad, and he told me to take the kids with me, the initial thought was 'whadafa?' but then the realisation that I'd have to use to pushchair for one of the kids (as he's pretty sick at the moment) made me think 'HELL NO!' but I resigned.... I ended up pushing a pushchair all the way down my local high street with the embaressing thought 'does everyone think these two semi-blonde children are my CHILDREN?' and I had to keep them quiet cus they got over excited for some reason, so I had to act all strict.. gah! It's hard to make them like you and be strict at the same time ya know!
4. Me and the other misses sneaked out of the house, told a lie to the adults and went to Canary Wharf!!!! OMG!!!! This is probably the biggest form of rebelliousness I have ever experienced, the thing that contradicts our rebelliousness is that it was all to buy a father's day present.. we got him Austen Reed shirts (nice shirts they have too). We ate wagamamas!! (seafood ramen yay!) We had amazing ice-cream! We saw Old Kent Road! (one less thing to see off the monopoly map) BUT WE LIED! Oh the guilt! buuuuuuuuuut! All was told the next day (good thing dad was happy with the shirts otherise I doubt he would've over-ridden our huge fat lie).
5. I've been crying alot recently, oh don't get me wrong, I'm not sad or anything, (not that I don't have an excuse to be) I just came across this rather controversial manga and it was a tragedy (stay away from tragedies ppl! they make your eyes go red and puffy) and I was really bawling! Like really crying my eyes out! like mad waterfall typed tears and arhythmic breathing that sounds similar to a donkey cry... (I shouldn't admit that). It was so pathetic! Because the ending was sooo made up on the stop! But sooo sad! And after a while I was like 'this manga is actually really crappily weird' because the male protagonist loves his girlfriend so much he'll point a gun at her O.O and say 'there was no other choice' ???? O.o Puleeease!! Spare me! >_< And the male protagonist really got on my nerves, but when you're reading manga really quickly (like what I do) you don't really stop to think 'this guy ought to be killed' because you just want to know what will happen next.
6. I have resumed eating lunches, but I just sorta eat whenever I feel like I'm actually hungry and not just eatiing for the sake of eating like what some people do when they're bored. But i must confess, there was a paticular day I remember that I had barely any sleep (for idiopathic reasons) and the rest of the day I was hungry like mad! and I just ate small and little bits of food contantly and got me annoyed because I ended up not being able to leave the kitchen except to go to the living room for meal time!!!
To Fullah and Mozzerella: dare to find spelling mistakes!!!
Friday 19 June 2009
The worst way to be called fat...
Is by a seven year old boy who first says that you're fat, then he says you've gotten fatter, then calls you an elephant....
I was positively stunned.
I was positively stunned.
Saturday 13 June 2009
To eat or not to eat?
So Im slightly happy because I think I've lost some weight, but I'm not letting it get to me as I've noticed various weight scales tend to show variable results... It toys with one's delicate emotions.
I started eating less carbs, not so much as a strategy to loose weight, but more to ease my guilt of times where I simply binged on food. I found that experiencing the feeling of hunger actually does make me feel more at ease, and it makes eating a final meal more rewarding, almost like fasting in Ramadan.
But yesterday at the gym, I realised that the lack of carbs took a toll and my phycial strength, I went on this machine thing that resembles virtical cycling, and usually I'd be able to do it for around 7 minutes (which isn't much btw), but yesterday I died after 3 minutes. So I thought perhaps I should eat something with crbs, and my grumbling stomach agreed with me. Hence, for the first time in 3 weeks, I broke my promise to myslef and ate lunch! It was a momentous occasion for me, but half way through my tuna baggette I felt inexplicably full.
Unfortunately this lucnh episode, has allowed me to excuse myself and actually eat lunch today too!! OH THE PAIN!!! OH THE GUILT!!
But I've gotten around this and merely hardly eat dinner....
I started eating less carbs, not so much as a strategy to loose weight, but more to ease my guilt of times where I simply binged on food. I found that experiencing the feeling of hunger actually does make me feel more at ease, and it makes eating a final meal more rewarding, almost like fasting in Ramadan.
But yesterday at the gym, I realised that the lack of carbs took a toll and my phycial strength, I went on this machine thing that resembles virtical cycling, and usually I'd be able to do it for around 7 minutes (which isn't much btw), but yesterday I died after 3 minutes. So I thought perhaps I should eat something with crbs, and my grumbling stomach agreed with me. Hence, for the first time in 3 weeks, I broke my promise to myslef and ate lunch! It was a momentous occasion for me, but half way through my tuna baggette I felt inexplicably full.
Unfortunately this lucnh episode, has allowed me to excuse myself and actually eat lunch today too!! OH THE PAIN!!! OH THE GUILT!!
But I've gotten around this and merely hardly eat dinner....
Wednesday 10 June 2009
Anger management needed
URGH!! I've been feeling pretty down the past two days... it was because I've been forced into a situation where I've had to interact with someone that I've tried not to interact with.... It's been hard, because throughout the 2 days I've had constant reminders as to why I avoided contact with this paticular person in the first place.
Miss. Short Fuse helped me get through the accumulating dark emotions by the second day, so she can be nice sometimes... however she was really really unhepful the first day.... at the end of the day, I've been able to vent out a bit.
But you know that awful exerience of just constantly brooding over your scenario and your situation in life, even after you've had a good chat to a friend about it... it's really damaging to Miss. Happy's existance. So she kinda disappeared yesterday. Miss Sad took over and carried weapons around, she was about to shoot off machine guns at the simplest provocation.
How ironic... she was being provoked all the time, but could only hold herself back and fake a smile. And she realised that forcing yourself to appear happy, was much harder than actually being angry.
I'm paticularly frightened of getting angry lately because I lost control about a couple of weeks ago. I can't even remember everything that I did in my rage, but I remember significantly shaking from head to toe. The loss of control was the scariest thing, so I promised myself I would never show my anger again, for fear I might do something I'd later regret. But it was so obvious that night that I had been bottling up alot of anger, and I mean alot.
So my problem now, is to 1) seem composed and not show my anger 2) Get rid of my anger in a safe way and 3) Maintain Miss. Happy's existence.
Any pointers?
Miss. Short Fuse helped me get through the accumulating dark emotions by the second day, so she can be nice sometimes... however she was really really unhepful the first day.... at the end of the day, I've been able to vent out a bit.
But you know that awful exerience of just constantly brooding over your scenario and your situation in life, even after you've had a good chat to a friend about it... it's really damaging to Miss. Happy's existance. So she kinda disappeared yesterday. Miss Sad took over and carried weapons around, she was about to shoot off machine guns at the simplest provocation.
How ironic... she was being provoked all the time, but could only hold herself back and fake a smile. And she realised that forcing yourself to appear happy, was much harder than actually being angry.
I'm paticularly frightened of getting angry lately because I lost control about a couple of weeks ago. I can't even remember everything that I did in my rage, but I remember significantly shaking from head to toe. The loss of control was the scariest thing, so I promised myself I would never show my anger again, for fear I might do something I'd later regret. But it was so obvious that night that I had been bottling up alot of anger, and I mean alot.
So my problem now, is to 1) seem composed and not show my anger 2) Get rid of my anger in a safe way and 3) Maintain Miss. Happy's existence.
Any pointers?
Monday 8 June 2009
Time for some Manga!
Well, it's been some time since I've reported on some Manga, I've decided to have a 'Manga of the Month' and 'Manga of the week' reccomendation system in order for me not to fall out of the habit. So for this month's Manga, I've decided to write about a paticular Shoujo Manga (girl's Manga) that I paticularly admire. It's called Gekka No Kimi, www.onemanga.com/Gekka_no_Kimi
This series is designated for fans of romance and history, ivery much love the draping Kimono's and Yukatas, I think they're beautiful and well drawn in this series. Well, the story can be considered 2 plots in one. This is because a loose adaptation of an old folk story 'The Tales of Genji' is portrayed in paralell with the story of a modern day couple.
The events that which happen in 'The Tales of Genji' transfer and modify themselves in
order to occur in the modern day tale, hence you can see the occurrences that happened 1000 years ago, and what they would be like had they happened in these modern, urban times.The drawing is very very good, I'm a fan of the mangaka (Ako Shimaki) as I quite like her feminine drawings, but I like how they're not typical and how each panel has a sort of silkiness to it, I'm also grateful for the lack of overt use of background tones... when you see flowers and blossoms in virtually every slide it's gets boring. Maybe I'm being over descriptice, but at the end of the day: the drawings are nice to look at. Being a female-audienced series I don't recommend it for the boys, plus they'd get bored with all the sophistication.
I reccomend this, but not soo much as it's not one of the best out there, it's a very very good shoujo though, however there is an over-use of girly poses on the male protagonist , which is not very good. There are also scenes of an adult nature so not one for the kids either. Overall, an enjoyable, fresh and new read. Dessa ratings = 7/10
Friday 5 June 2009
Can someone find a Job for me?
I think I should take time to appreciate Barack Obama's speech yesterday in Cairo's Al-Azhar University (which btw is an awesome Islamic University).
*appreciates and thinks and experiences a general feeling of liking towards Obama*
okay done.
Now let me express myself a little.
GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!
okay done. (wasn't that lovely and short)
Now let me rant:
I feel so 'bluergh' cus I've been stuck inside the house for a full on week now, without tasting fresh air (quite literally as Miss Pain in The Ass has become a bit OCD-ish about windows and pollen, hence leaving me in a state of fresh-air-deprevation)
I have been ill, and still am ill. To make matters worse, I've been job hunting, which is never an adrenaline pumping situation. To make things harrowing to my dear readers, I am a sick, job seeking lost soul, who still suffers from fresh-air-starvation.
My lungs can only take so much of the damned house!!!
And my ego can only take so much dissappoinment!
And my nose can only take so much tissue rubbing!
Okay done.
Now let me be optimistic:
On a Miss happy note, I found some good recruitment agencies online, one of them is made by students for students!! so there's no faffing around with '3 years experience' and crap. But there was literally only 2 jobs in london!!! I was expecting at least 68!! but lets consider the economic climate: Us pitiful graduates aren't even on the map.
Employers want experienced personnel, so that they don't have to invest money into newbies that know nothing. This my dear readers, is spelling ' you will never get a job' to the unexperienced and unemployed people out there.
Magazines, people and mentors all say 'hang in there' and 'don't give up' and 'keep trying' what the hell? That's all crap. It's so obvious there's no jobs out there the feeling hopelessness doesn't just vanish with petty scentences like that.
Damn this turned into a rant again.. wooops.
well I'm not exactly done, but I'll stop here.
To sum up, Miss Sad wins over Miss Happy at the moment.
*appreciates and thinks and experiences a general feeling of liking towards Obama*
okay done.
Now let me express myself a little.
GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!
okay done. (wasn't that lovely and short)
Now let me rant:
I feel so 'bluergh' cus I've been stuck inside the house for a full on week now, without tasting fresh air (quite literally as Miss Pain in The Ass has become a bit OCD-ish about windows and pollen, hence leaving me in a state of fresh-air-deprevation)
I have been ill, and still am ill. To make matters worse, I've been job hunting, which is never an adrenaline pumping situation. To make things harrowing to my dear readers, I am a sick, job seeking lost soul, who still suffers from fresh-air-starvation.
My lungs can only take so much of the damned house!!!
And my ego can only take so much dissappoinment!
And my nose can only take so much tissue rubbing!
Okay done.
Now let me be optimistic:
On a Miss happy note, I found some good recruitment agencies online, one of them is made by students for students!! so there's no faffing around with '3 years experience' and crap. But there was literally only 2 jobs in london!!! I was expecting at least 68!! but lets consider the economic climate: Us pitiful graduates aren't even on the map.
Employers want experienced personnel, so that they don't have to invest money into newbies that know nothing. This my dear readers, is spelling ' you will never get a job' to the unexperienced and unemployed people out there.
Magazines, people and mentors all say 'hang in there' and 'don't give up' and 'keep trying' what the hell? That's all crap. It's so obvious there's no jobs out there the feeling hopelessness doesn't just vanish with petty scentences like that.
Damn this turned into a rant again.. wooops.
well I'm not exactly done, but I'll stop here.
To sum up, Miss Sad wins over Miss Happy at the moment.
Wednesday 3 June 2009
My Dad's coming back!!!
My dad's coming back today!! I'm so happy! Yay!!!
Yay-ness!!!! :D
I haven't seen him in around 6 weeks, longest time ever I've been away... as a result I've been cleaning less and dossing more :(
I's funny that you only appreciate people's presence when they're absent.
Yay-ness!!!! :D
I haven't seen him in around 6 weeks, longest time ever I've been away... as a result I've been cleaning less and dossing more :(
I's funny that you only appreciate people's presence when they're absent.
Monday 1 June 2009
My life is not worth blogging about. But......
Hello world!
I thought I should stop by this ultimately popular blog and speak my mind about how one may have a split personality. One that resides at home and one that resides outside home.
Let's name these characters Miss Sad and Miss Happy, respectively.
Miss Sad might arise from the dwellings she occupies in Miss Happy's heart. But she can only be summond. And that summons can only be chanted by a certain Miss Pain-in-the-ass, but as well as by Miss Short Fuse and by Mr. Too Logical as well as Miss In-her-own-world.
It's very tiring turning from Miss Happy to Miss Sad in complete iterations. I wish I could be one or the other and not alternating between the two. Or rather I wish I could be Miss happy constantly. But that's only in perfect world that won't exist because we have corrupted it.
Hmmm... I don't trust myself to say anymore. Except that I'm tired, and not in the physical sense.
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