Another one of those emails that people send me just so they can get all that attention that they utterly deserve. God bless their souls! Ameen!

Adnan just emailed me writing:

Your Name:   Adnan

Email:    greenbooks@hotmail.com

Website:    http://

Message:

Asalamu Alaikom, Mona

I stumbled across your blog while searching google. I hate your self-indulgent rantings and hope your heart explodes. Thanks.

Yours Sincerely

Adnan

My Response:

Ramdan Kareem to you as well.

Blah Blah, They said what?, Whatever!

I have not written in a while, and I have been sporadically writing on this blog for the past year. I think I lost that writing epidemic that hit me a few year ago. As my blog approaches its sixth year, I look back and wonder what was the point?

It is strange that we can express our selves freely to a magnitude of strangers. It is the same as expressing our problems to a doctor, psychologist, or councilor. It is easy for us because we are not judged for being who we are. Why can’t those close to us think the same way?

Now, I do not think of people as strangers or close. They are all the same to me. Whatever they say or think or advice is irrelevant. I want to live my life knowing that I can say whatever I want without any regrets.

So here it goes, “I DO NOT CARE WHAT PEOPLE THINK OF ME! I AM ME. YOU ARE YOU!”

Phew, I got that off my chest. Now to the main point of this post. Honestly, I have not written in a while because I have been so busy doing nothing. (The oxymoronic verse you just read is typical me.) Every day I sit on the computer, I want to write something, but something keeps holding me back.  I rather watch TV, read the news, see what is going on in this small world.

It is must be harder to want to know what is going around us than seclude our selves from the rest of the world. The more I know about the world, the more I fear that I am no longer the original being that I am. The world is no longer what it used to be. Everyone is alike. Everyone has the same thought patterns and same view of life. Will the world progress any further with such a mentality?

I think I need to keep my self secluded from the rest of the world in order to express my self the way I used to, to tell the world they are wrong, but I cannot tell the world they are wrong if I cannot think of the reasons why they are wrong. I think that is the worse type of change in this world ; the lack of solitude to think on our own.

Blah Blah, Confused, Depressed, Random Thoughts, They said what?, Whatever!

Don’t start blaming now people. I did nothing but train this guy and help him out.

Unfortunately, the boss fired him today. IT WAS NOT MY FAULT! God did it! The Pakistani guy had serious issues with performing simple tasks. For example, taking screen shots and putting them in a pre-written manual. Is that such a hard task? Seriously? Come on. AND IT TOOK HIM 3 WEEKS TO DO! You are a technical person, but you cannot perform the simple task of doing that and doing it properly?

I am not being overly critical here, but I am being extremely critical! Sometimes I wonder how people get jobs. People like him lie their way to get a job, and memorize a few verses from the interview bible. However, you can only lie for so long.

I remember when I had my interview for this job almost a year ago. I am far too shy and nervous. When I am nervous, I cannot for the life of me make up stories. I can only say what I know and if I don’t know it, I say I DO NOT.

I don’t understand how good honest people are having hard time finding a job by saying, well, I do not know this, but I AM GOOD AT something else. Employers don’t like that, but they really hate liars.

So be warned, not only is lying a sin, but also thinking you can never get caught is just an illusion.

I really felt bad for this guy today. I kept wishing that the bosses should have gotten rid of him after work last Friday without any of us being there. Just me seeing someone forced to leave and pack up is beyond painful.

Oh well, wish him and everyone the best.

Blah Blah, Programming, Religion, They said what?, Whatever!

Sometimes being a paranoid freak is a good thing.

It all started on Wednesday when I was driving around with my sister. As we were heading back near home, a warning symbol appeared on my dashboard. I freaked out because it was something that I have never seen before. I was like holy shit, that looks like a symbol for the engine!

Obviously, from my nervousness, I was driving in a panicky state. Before heading home, we stopped in a parking lot, I opened the manual for my Toyota and searched for meanings of warning symbols. I read it and it said something like, “flashing warning light symbol.” Due to my utter need to calm my self down and my lack of comprehension of the basics of the English language, I thought it meant, one of the brake lights stopped working.

I told my sister to get out of the car and check while I tested my lights.

She said, “They are all working!”

I took out the book again and read it with my brain a bit more focused. It had another symbol (*) to read more on another page. So I flipped to page 100+ and I found the true meaning of the symbol. It says, “Please take your car to your Toyota Dealer.”

I read that and I FREAKED OUT MORE! I said, “Oh my God! Something is wrong with my car!!” As I was driving home, I thought that my car was slowing down, oh no, it is shaking, omg, something is wrong! I CAN FEEL IT DAMMIT!

As I got home, I told my dad that something was wrong with my car, I am not driving it anymore. Get someone to take it to Toyota and see what is wrong! He said, “Ok!” Let’s go see what is wrong. So I turned on the car, and the symbol was still there. I said, “See see! Something is horribly wrong here with this car!”

He said, “Stop being so nervous. You will ruin your teeth. You keep grinding on them. I SEE YOU ALL THE TIME!” I said, “What? Since when?” I looked at my teeth later, and realized that maybe he is right. :S

Next morning, my dad tells me that he will drive behind me while I take the car to the dealership. He will drop me off at work, because they don’t open till 8am.

I turned the car on, and the symbol was gone! There were no warning symbols at all for anything. I screamed, “DAD! THE SYMBOL IS GONE!!” He said, “We will take it for inspection anyways, just come.”

Around 9:30am, my dad calls my cell phone while I was at work and told me, “The computer in the car was messed up. That’s why you see symbols that make no sense. They replaced it for you since your car is still under warranty.” I said, “I knew it!! That’s why I get random airbag not working warnings too!”

Isn’t it funny that me, the computer nerd, had issues with my car’s computer parts? Where is the justice!!

I still grind my teeth, and that’s why I have some chipped teeth, nervous as hell all the time, and white hair!

Oh, God bless that coffee!

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Since the days are very long, we have to wake up around 4 am to eat so7oor this Ramadan, and 2 hours after that, I have to be up and ready to go to work!

This is me getting out of bed these days, just like a baby sloth!

Blah Blah, Ranting as usual!, Sleepy Post