I don’t feel like writing much anymore on my blog.. I feel like I talked so much, but for what.. I donno.. I am just tired.. It’s not as hot today as it was the past couple of days.. I think the lack of sleep is making my head go insane.. Our Centreal Air is not working.. and this afternoon finally a guy will come to fix it.. but after how long.. I am allergic to the extreme humid hot weather.. it’s killing me.. aakh..

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It burns!!!
http://wcco.com/consumer/local_story_148150249.html

(WCCO) Nick Brown, 11, was playing on his Apple iBook laptop about one month ago when, like most children, he got distracted and left the room.

His mom, Cindy Brown, explains what happened next. “My husband and I were in the other room, heard a popping noise, came out and the room was filled with smoke,” she said.

Heat from the laptop, which was lying on the floor, had started melting the carpet. The Browns quickly carried it outside.

Dave Brown grabbed his camera. His pictures show flames shooting from the lower right hand corner of the laptop. The area around the lower right side is blackened immediately.

More pictures show the laptop continuing to burn, eventually causing large flames to shoot out of it. Eventually, the laptop is melted to the Browns’ patio. …….. [more]

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I think my problem in my current life is that I think too much.. and I have hard time expressing my self.. I write in this blog because I want to say something.. I want to create an area where I can freely say what is on my mind.. but even then I have hard time.. I do have hard time writing.. I do have hard time thinking about the future.. about life.. I don’t know where I am going… I feel that my life is very slowly moving.. and going to no where.. nothing to look forward to anymore.. if I do have a dream.. someone stops me from hoping.. someone stomps over my dreams and I don’t know how to defend it.. I feel that I am being robbed from the life I want.. because I am not sure what I want.. I keep going from one direction to another wondering what I should do next. I do feel sad and alone. But who should I blame? my self.. but I didn’t want to be put in such a situation.. I keep trying to get out of it but someone out there puts me back into this empty hole.. this empty place where the only person that wants to talk to me is my conscious. My soul.. no one else wants to listen.. I keep talking to my self thinking I am going crazy.. maybe I am crazy.. maybe I am reaching that level of insanity where the only person I trust is me… maybe that’s how it is meant to be.. no one else really cares.. no one else wants to care..

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I have a hobby for reading poetry.. my favourite obviously is the Syrian Poet Nizar Qabani.. I love his poems so much.. So I will post this one cuz it is translated to English about Jerusalem..
Anyone out there can help me find more poems for him then please share..!!
I like to discuss poetry.. I used to write poetry my self.. now I don’t much and decided to just write in my blog about my thoughts and dreams and the way I feel sometimes..

Jerusalem

I wept until my tears were dry

I prayed until the candles flickered

I knelt until the floor creaked

I asked about Mohammed and Christ

Jerusalem, luminous city of prophets,
Shortest path between heaven and earth !

Jerusalem, you of the myriad minarets,
become a beautiful little girl with burned fingers.
City of the virgin, your eyes are sad.
Shady oasis where the Prophet passed,
the stones of your streets grow sad,
the towers of mosques downcast.
City swathed in black, who’ll ring the bells
at the Holy Sepulcher on Sunday mornings?
Who will carry toys to children
on Christmas Eve?
City of sorrows, a huge tear
trembling on your eyelid,
Who’ll save the Bible?
Who’ll save the Qur’an?
Who will save Christ, who will save man?

Jerusalem, beloved city of mine,
tomorrow your lemon trees will bloom,
your green stalks and branches rise up joyful,
and your eyes will laugh. Migrant pigeons
will return to your holy roofs
and children will go back to playing.
Parents and children will meet
on your shining streets,
my city, city of olives and peace.

Nizar Qabbani

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I been listening to this song today. I really like it.. It is Kethbak 7elow by Mayadah Emseels.. such a nice soft song.. It means “Your lie is nice”.. I guess the song means it is nice for a guy to white lie to impress a girl, and make her happy.. (not extreme lying.. nice white lies).. you know.. lol I like it.. I think it is a sweet song..

My taste of Music