Monday, October 27, 2008

Kylie - Part V

... got pissed! Because it showed she cared. He knew that this was a measuring tool.*

Of course, he's gentle enough not to do this all the time, but only at the beginning, when he needed confirmation and assurance for his feelings, nevertheless for another reason too... He was very good at making her feel better all over again.

*A week later has passed, and Kylie's first choice was him. Everytime she thought of something fun to do, she would call him. Everytime she felt lonely and sad, she would call him. Everytime she just called him to chit chat, he would call back later on and book her for the night.

"Tastes good, doesn't it?" He said excitingly.
"Yeah, it's not bad" She said with her mouth full.

It was very cold near the sea where they were having their nocturnal snack. Suddenly as he leans over to give her a kiss on the cheek because she looked so funny wearing his sweater with its hat on her head, it was then that he noticed she was shivering.

"Baby, tell me next time you're feeling cold, we don't have to sit round here. Let's get in the car". He said as he stood up and headed to the car to tidy it up a bit.

"So tell me, describe the woman of your dreams for me! I can tell that you would definitely pick someone pretty, hmm, more like a simple beauty. You like simply beautiful women. But what about her brains?
Hmmm, intelligent of course, silly question.
Fine, what about her character?" She asked him with a sort of worry in her eyes. Like what he is going to say next is something she will not like, something threatening for her. She felt like she had to compete with the woman he's going to describe in his next sentence.

He smiled and gazed at her.

"Are you still cold idiot?" he whispered to her.
"Whatever! You're never serious! You're the idiot!" She screamed back.
"Oh how mature!" He giggled and trying to tickle her.

He thought for a moment and told her, "come here! I can see you're still cold!"
She got pissed, moved even further.*

But the thing is, she is the one who is being an idiot because she didn't get what he just did. You see, he was not like just any other man, he didn't want to tell her the traditional, uncreative way that he's starting to fall in love with her, that when he goes to sleep all he thinks about, is her, and when he wakes up, he moves to his right looking for her face, with her head on his pillow, with her hair scattered in his bed and her body scent in his nose.
But no, she had to act like a kid.
It's okay, sometimes he does like that about her. Men like their woman to appear fragile, delicate and kid-like, makes them feel protective.
Women like being in the presence of a protective man as well.

*He frowned, and then with a sarcastic smile on his face, he continued "Do you want me to drop you back home?"

She's very stubborn, but one of her good traits is that she's wise, she knows when it's the right time to start working again on patching things up. But let's not forget she's got wit and pride, so she won't give up that easily, she threw the ball back in his court.

"Do you want to drop me back home?" She said with a sweet voice.
"I asked you because I felt you wanted to go back home!" He answered
back. He's stubborn too.

"Why did you get mad?" He gave it another chance.

"I don't know", she said like she was going to cry.
"I act like babies sometimes, I know why. But I don't know the timing
that manifests it." She confessed.

"Why do you do it?" He asked.

She thought for a long time and remained quiet before she blurted: "You know that with my parents' bickering and constant fighting while I was still 11 and 12 years old, I had to be the referee, I had to be the mediator between both and act like an adult while they yelled at each other over who throws the garbage and who doesn't... I didn't get to do that, there was no room for a third child in the family", she spoke.*

I told you that men like fragile and delicate women, of course, sometimes, and not all the time. He likes her strong and outgoing personality. Her being the center of attention, the tons of silly jokes she throws to make everyone around her comfortable and having

*He leaned at her and squeezed her with all his strength, well no not all, but he hurt her, and it was a beautiful enjoyable pain for her. "Baby!" he said gently.

"Act like a baby as much as you want when you're with me!" He said.

She looked at him, and saw it, she saw...*

I am actually at work, and suppposed to be working, so I will get back to working before I get fired.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008


I just feel like I want to dive in your eyes and swim in your head, and when I get out, I do not want to take a shower.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

October 16, tune in to radios and TVs

“Call for Life” is not just a title of the CCCL’s new project, It is CCCL’s message!
CCCL is calling for your support, for the support of all the community in its mission of saving young lives.
This unique project is done for the first time.
October 16 will be CCCL’s day on all TV & most radio stations of Lebanon. You will be seeing CCCL Spots & Ads all through the day (from 7:00 am to midnight) calling for donations. Read more here

Moreover, apparently, October is the month for raising awareness about Cancer, so Go Pink!

I would also like to link to this simple yet straight forward poem/post that reminded me about this issue. Actually 2 days ago, a memory crossed my mind that almost a year ago, I put a pink sign on my blog in support of fight against cancer, and I was wondering if there is anything happening this month too, apparently there is.

Hopefully with more awareness and donations for the fight against cancer, more people will overcome this ugly sickness and survive...

I believe those who have it are extremely courageous people, I know this one special dear person, who was that courageous and that serene... she was gone at only 19. I wish ...cancer sucks...

A simple reminder that Poverty still unfortunately exists - Blog Action Day 2008

Poverty is not a new subject, I believe it existed since the first forms of societies. Moreover it is exactly understood as back then it was maybe this consequence had justified causes and reasons, but now what justifies it?

The problem with poverty is the vicious circle that they sank in those poor people, and now who cannot get out of it. It is not only a deprivation of food, clothing, shelter and those common necessities that most of us take for granted, it is also the deprivation of opportunities to learn, go to school which would lead those people into not having opportunities to obtain a good employment.

There are many things you as an individual can do, or even better as a group, you can start by raising awareness on the subject, more like, reminding people that this sad situation still exists. And what else you can do? It's donate to those NGOs that do actually try to provide those common necessities to poor people and opportunities to learn in hope that one day they can go about it on their own.

This is Blog Action Day, and these are things and action you can do and adopt.

p.s. As the nice person who commented pointed out, is actually a very easy way to help feed people, you just play a game where you guess the meaning of a word from a list of words, and for each right one, you raise 20 grains... Mish ktir, bass byejma3o (not a lot, but the add up at the end of the day)

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Kylie - Part IV

... she's inside. She didn't know what happened, one moment she was dining with him and the next she was inside this pub. *

Where the rain pours. Inside, where she's dancing in the rain. For her, raining outside or raining inside, she felt safe when she was with him, he was her umbrella. Do you have an umbrella? Someone you can rely on, trust and feel safe with? Kylie did. Many people envied her when she walked in that pub, I am sure.

*It was crowded. She shouted violently "That a foul you stupid referee!!" He smirked.
"Oh come on was that a foul?" His smile widened.
It was crowded. People bumped into her while passing through the pub*

She was oblivious perhaps. Shouting at a television screen, in a bar. At that time, the screen showed the team she was ruling for getting their asses kicked. She was oblivious. He wiffed the scent of her hair. She was still oblivious. She thought she was just there watching a game, and he's just with her keeping her company.

*A friend had a date, he came with them but it wasn't going too well though, someone else was hitting on his date. And he wasn't reacting to it.
- Did you notice that another dude is hitting on his date?
- Yeah I did, and she seems to be enjoying it" Kylie said with disappointment.*

He had told her once, how a man should take action in case someone hit on the woman he's with. Simple. Cut into the conversation. He would do it later on, months later, with a man who yearned for cameras. Photography was something that interested him, and cutting into the conversation was easy. But the team she was cheering for are still losing! Lets focus on what's happening in the pub.

*He told her to stand up. "Why?" - Just stand up woman.
And she did. Her bar stool was now infront of his, and she could lay her back on him. It was still crowded. The scent of her hair grew wilder.*

No arguments. Wow. She did not argue. She simply stood up, and allowed him to place her right in front of him. She was not oblivious anymore.
She was a woman.

You see, it no longer mattered who won the match. Something else mattered which both him and her started thinking about, gradually, which only time would manifest its meaning.

*There is this beach party, wanna come with?" She asked him eagerly as her friend can no longer come.
- Hmmm, let me think about it! Booz? Girls in Bikini? Dancing? ... NO!
- Hein?
- ... Fine I will go!*

What sometimes appears as a simple event, innocent coincidence, can turn out to be a life changing situation. Which both Kylie and her friend were not aware of.

So many times in our life we'd like to think that something happened for a reason, and to tell us something, and to guide us through life. But how often do things really happen for a reason which we did not account for?

*Are you going to swim?
- I will think about it!
- Okay fine, am gonna go take a dip, meet me in the sea if you want!
- Boy would I like to see Barbara take her top off!
- Oh you men only think of one thing don't you!" She said while getting pissed and swimming away.

What she did not know was that he watched her swim away, and that he had said that on purpose and that he enjoyed when she...*

Dishes need scrubbing. Better tend to them before mother has guests and they see the sink.

Wednesday, October 08, 2008

Marina 3 - 3aranis dara, min baddo?


or this?

I tried to play with the colors a bit, am not sure how successful I was at it.

Tuesday, October 07, 2008

A Jbeil person

I stood there alone, in the middle of downtown Beirut, waiting for an sms from someone whom I've never met before. It was something that had to do with citizen journalism, and much more. I had just finished registering for learning Spanish courses. I finally did it.

I did not mind standing there, I tend to do it, to gaze aimlessly. She was wearing heels, and she kicked the football towards the kid, it was a bad kick, I could do better, but still, it was a nice gesture, I mean she was wearing heels. I saw it, the expression on her face, she
was so proud of herself and so happy.

I looked to my right, there was the army dude, I think he kept observing me, because I did look suspicious, starring at everyone,staying put, and checking my mobile phone every minute.

Downtown is not what it used to be, it's different. I couldn't really put my finger on what changed that really affected me, let's just call it, a feeling of unfamiliarity, of strangeness. I remember I used to love this place. I felt like I don't belong. It's okay I guess, I am a Jbeil person.

Sunday, October 05, 2008

Wish that was my account

I got to the ATM machine on Friday afternoon to withdraw some of my money (You know beginning of the month and stuff)... so I got there and there was a receipt still hanging out of the machine, I usually just take it out and throw it, but this time I decided to look at it and this is what I saw!

Still didn't get the hint? Count the zeros :)

Friday, October 03, 2008

My new way of commenting

Okay, as I've already mentioned, I no longer am capable of accessing, so I cannot comment on you guys's posts.
For example, I am dying to write something on Mx9's post:

Don't you even dare go see each other without me! (Baddik tijeh Coco?)

Another post I want to participate in is posh's:

I want to tell Krys, we get to tell them how we witnessed the birth of
blogging :D and been a part of it!
Plus posh... you must've had a really serene time eh?

How am I posting this post? I got my secrets :P

Wednesday, October 01, 2008

Kylie - Part III

...In'n'out and pig it till we drop!"

Then she smiled... she smiled the whole way. They got there, he took the double, she took the standard one, with the extra special sauce of course. She watched him eat. And couldn't stop smiling!*

The thing is, sometimes people forget what happiness is really about. You're living in this moment, right? This moment, not the previous one and not the up-coming one. It's this one. How hard is it to enjoy this moment.

It's not that simple, you see, you have to be with the right person to do it, you have to be doing something cute, something simple, something true and something fun...

*"You're amazing, you know that?", she said it while smiling.
As he wiped the sauce of his lips with his tongue, he smiled back and looked at her and said: "Are you trying to get into my pants or something?"
She cracked up, and couldn't stop laughing and hitting him at the same time.*

She's genuinely happy with him, it's just fun, it's just a series of great fun moments! Do you get it? The peace she's feeling at this point. She's just threw this huge load off of her shoulder, and now she's with someone she loves and cares for, and most importantly, someone she trusts blindly.

*Slight smile... observing eyes, she drowned in his eyes, moving downwards to the side of his mouth, she saw a wrinkle... and then she saw many. The thing is, he only had one, but she saw many, suddenly his beard turned gray, and more wrinkles started being drawn, like blood going through new veins, around his eyes...*

How often do you see yourself ageing with someone? You know, there are those friends that you know, when you change jobs, or change countries, or change marital status, you'll lose, but there are those, who will remain with you till you grow really really old. You can see yourself sitting with them on the porch, sipping on hot tea, and talking about your fun memories and experiences together. This is what Kylie saw... with a bit more and closer than she thought she would.

*- So you're not going to ask me what happened?
-Hmmm! Why should I? Would it make a difference? Would you feel better? Would I have any added value on the subject? Drink your coke light babe! We have all the time to talk about it...

Instead of getting angry, she smiled again, she understood what he meant exactly. But something inside of her was tickeling her... she feels like she's in...*

My friend came over, I have to go and spend some quality time with her. Sorry again!