stop bitching

29 11 2007
Due to past experiences I have trouble trusting anyone- which is a problem, but not a big one per se- it did become one when I realized (as I write this piece) I was at a point where I could barely see any positives in anyone at all. I saw positives, but I automatically focused on the negatives. The negatives would irritate me so much that I’d deliberate over and over and I’d end up with a migraine. Enough exposure to the same negative aspect with one person, my brain automatically associated the person with a migraine and being around that person became excruciating.

So recently, I have been the attack of malicious gossip and bitching. What’s new. People can’t stand how perfect I am and jealousy is just, oh, bound to occur. Hahaha. Kidding.
And what I don’t understand is, why, this keeps on happening, day after day? And perhaps it’s just me, but why the hell do girls bitch so much about other girls? Too fat. Too pretty. Too shallow and stupid. Too smart. Too arrogant. It never ends. And strangely, they have this way of making it seem like it’s never their fault when they bitch. It’s not their fault that they have such low tolerance levels. It’s not their fault that they are so insecure and easily jealous. It’s not their fault that they think that no one is, or should be, better than them. No, it’s always the object of the bitch fest that should squarely shoulder all the blame. And you know, some people like to point out to me that, “Excuse me, there’s a reason for bitching okay. If the person is so nice, no one would bitch about him or her at all.” Oh really?

I am in no way saying that the said people are perfect in every way. Each has their own faults but the goods outweigh the bads in immeasurable units. In the end, each IS perfect in their own way. I know each one will disappoint me at one point or another. That’s what humans do. You fall, and you rise and shine brighter.

Nothing in your life is hard so stop bitching. No one cares. ..
Is your life too boring or sad until you need to start talking about other people lives?

And now… I’m sick and tired of people bitching bout me.





love and hate

29 11 2007


Why love and hate relationships are so difficult. Relationships that evoke conflicting feelings may cause more stress than those characterized by outright dislike.





Someone sent me…a

26 11 2007



i forgot to post this…
neways, i got flowers lastweek.
It wasn’t my birthday or any other special day.
I was once surprised when the admin guy called me to come at d reception area.
Someone has sent me a big bouquet of roses.
It’s so so so touching when I received the flowers from my receptionist.
That day there were a dozen red sweetheart roses, mixed with baby’s breath, tied with a pink ribbon, inside were 1 dozen gorgeous sweetheart roses with a card that read:
TO: NENA ABD GHANI, SOMETHING TO MAKE U SMILE TODAY, CHEERS!!
Thanks fella.





Falling In Love And Never Getting Out

25 11 2007

Kiss me like
we were meant for this
and nothing else matters
With closed eyes and open lips
we’ll speak no words
and yet
share the secrets of our hearts
With our first,
our last, our everything;
kiss me like
I’m all you’ve ever known…





The human touch of love

23 11 2007

Everyone is behind his or her bit of glass, hardened up for the world. But inwardly, we are mere molluscs.

You(a boy) and your friend (say it’s a girl) have known each other since the very pink of childhood. Now you are a teenager and she is also one. Why is it that you cannot just run upto her and hug her just like you did umpteen times when you were little? Why cant two little kids that kissed each other, do the same ten or fifteen years later?

Love is being mistaken everywhere. Just what DO people think of love? As a cactus that builds up in the minds of two people and invariably forces them to elope? Why has everyone forgotten the beautiful concept of just plain affection… the human touch? A pat on the shoulder, a smile, a hug… As a friend put it, “I want to put my arms around a girl or just give a friendly pat on the back without being accused of sexual hassasment. I want to put my arms around my buddies without them questioning my sexuality.”

Since when has the world lost its mind? We are not robots, nor are we wooden toys. Admit it, no one can live without that bit of humaneness. Come to think of it, what have we got to shrink from? I want to hold hands with, put my arms around my friends freely, whatever their sex may be. The touch of a caring boy feels the same as that of a caring girl, the touch that says “I’m there for you”. I bet everyone inwardly would be craving for the same. So why do we harden ourselves up? TO convince God that his creations were an utter failure? To not distinguish ourseles from our own creations, the robots?

We live in a world where human touch is limited to straight-faced handshakes, formal gestures and hard-hearts.It’s the damn society… I crave for the world where we are not restrained by social barriers, where everyone can walk together, talk, laugh, live together like friends, true loving friends. I need that relationship, that touch… so do you.