Oh man, today is one of those days that I completely want to shoot my self and close down this site. I know I started shit in the past and got nailed for it, but I had every reason to insult half the people in the world. I don’t care. Does it look like I care? No!

Since Tuesday, I have been getting emails back and forth about the traditional scarf (kaffyeh) that Arab men wear, and why I insulted half the ignorant world. Well, how do you expect me to react? Not only that. I got stupid people emailing me to ask, “isn’t it what Muslim men wear?” Aaah. I want to knock my head on the wall continuously until my brain falls out!

There are over one billion Muslims in the world. YES, OVER A BILLION! And do they all dress the same? Do they all look the same? NO!

Are people in this world really that ignorant? Are people in this world really closed minded and have no idea what is going on in the world? Look it up! If you can’t look it up, don’t make a fool of your self by emailing me asking about it. I have no reason and no obligation to teach the difference between religion and tradition to people who can’t understand, and not willing to understand.

Those ignoramous fools will not accept a correct answer anyways. Media brain washed the hell out of some people to the point that their brains are no longer theirs. Seriously, instead of wasting time chatting, or on Facebook, or watching porn, go read something that will stimulate your brain. I don’t mean my site! Although you may learn a thing or two about Arabs, but no! Go learn something! Stop being an ignorant fool.

Islam has no traditional clothing! Islam is not symbolized by any materialism. It is in the heart! It is the actions, and not what you wear. For God sake, I think I will go lay down now and force my self to adjust to word wide ignorance. Maybe I will learn to accept it and stop getting mad. I need to stop getting mad. My blood pressure is rising from the internet.

Advice, Angry, Idiots, Religion

Hello, my name is Mona, and I have been 99.99% vegetarian for two days.

Yesterday for lunch, my mom made rice and lamb. However, I bought this great Indian pastry with cottage cheese and spinach earlier, because I knew mom would put some type of meat for lunch. So after I opened the rice pot, I went to my mother and told her, “I do not eat meat anymore!” She said, “That’s good. Because lamb is too heavy.” I said, “It’s not because of the lamb. It’s because of the chicken you cooked yesterday.” She said, “What? What was wrong with the chicken?” I said, “It was not cooked right, and tasted weird!”

Then my mom suggested that I should just eat the rice and no lamb. Obviously I put some rice, and I heated up some Indian pastries.

I told my sister later my new life choice, and she said, “Does that mean you are a vegetarian?” I said, “No, I will eat shrimp. That’s it.” She laughed, “Is shrimp not a meat?” I said, “Yeah, sort of. But it is aquatic, and not disgusting like terrestrial meat. Plus shrimp is awesome! I can’t live without that.” She said, “Where will you get your proteins from?” I said, “Beans!” She said, “Eww! Fart face.” That’s when I almost slapped her silly, but she ran like the wind.

By the way, I don’t eat any type of cooked fish at all. I only eat raw salmon in sushi. Which reminds me. I WANT SUSHI! Who is willing to take me to a sushi fest? I am waiting for invites!

Today, for lunch my mommy made pizza. As she was preparing it, I noticed she put corned beef on both pizzas she was making. I was like NO! Mom said, “What? It is from a can.” I said, “That’s worse! Take it off!” So I ended up taking it off. I knew this life choice (again) was going to be hard to adjust for my mother. Since she saw that I was totally serious, she made tabouli too! I was in heaven. You don’t know how much I love tabouli. Delicious!

I decided to compromise with my mother about this no eating meat thing. I told her, “I don’t care how you cook the food. You can use chicken broth or whatever. It’s not like pork touching food! I am just not putting pieces of meat inside my mouth.”

You know what else I hate? It is not easy for us Muslims to eat out sometimes. Especially in fast food restaurants like Subway. Because they use the same knife for everything which pisses me off, and I have to demand a clean knife!

So far I feel great. I don’t feel sick and bloated anymore and I feel a lot healthier!

Blah Blah, Happy, They said what?

I blog hop sometimes, and I skim through 10 – 15 posts within 3 minutes of each blog that I have not read in a while. I usually read the titles and the first paragraph. However, I am the last person to comment, unless I find something worth my time to read and comment on. It’s not that I have particular interests. On the contrary, I am interested in everything. Everything that can keep my brain active and knowledgeable is what I enjoy the most. The internet is probably the best world wide invention next to sliced cheese. However, with the internet comes two bad things: porn and bloggers.

Yes, I classify my self as part of the bad blogger crew because I was sucked into something that was never defined. What I have been doing in the past 3 years is trying to make something out of it to satisfy my self, and spread my opinions about matters that may effect someone else too. I ended up defining it, and no one else did it for me. The way to blog is not concrete and set in stone. However, many people think they have the ability to make it so. Blogging tips? This is when I draw the line. I know I have done a post in the past about blogging tips, but I strictly wrote it based on my opinion to help personal bloggers start out. I also wanted to post it online because it has been a constant email question. So I did it once. Will I do it again? Probably. Probably not. Something in my blog has to drastically evolve in order for me to come up with new ideas. I have to experience it for my self first in order to tell others about it.

Unfortunately, it is not the case with the majority of bloggers. Around 90% of the personal blogs I skimmed through, they had some sort of help list. Why? No clue. Google ratings perhaps?

Not only that, but many personal bloggers are just reporting the latest gadgets, or new software, or the news in general on a daily note. Why you call your self a personal blogger then? What are you trying to achieve? What is the point of your blog exactly? Do you have an objective? Are you trying different tangents to find that objective? Please, don’t report anything, and maybe try to give your opinion about it instead. Don’t report what others have already reported. No wonder why I don’t read blogs much anymore. I don’t find many personal blogs interesting. Interest me! Entice me to go to your site every day and subscribe! Give me something that is beyond the norm. It is so easy. Probably the easiest thing on earth. Write about your self. Write about your life. It may seem so mundane to you, but it is probably the most interesting thing to someone else. It teaches people about others. Why is it so hard for you to do so? Be your self!

I just don’t get it. Those bloggers, why are they just writing list after list and thinking they will achieve something that is different than anyone else?

I am not trying to make this post sound that I know more than others, or I am trying to give my version of “tips.” No. I am not providing tips hoping you will change. I am TELLING you to change or you will end up with no one reading your blog but your self and your clique of followers who do it in order for you to read their blogs back. They also do the same exact crap as you because all you did is copy their posts and constantly comment with no thought behind it!

I want to read interesting blogs. I want to read about people. I want to know what’s going on in people’s head. Spill IT OUT! Stop being fake, or just copy and pasting crap, or coming up with the same things someone else already did 2 years ago!

Conversation with a personal blogger:

Personal blogger: “Man. Blogging sucks sometimes. It’s too much work.”
Me: “Suck it up! It is the easiest damn thing you can do, and it will stop you from watching porn!”
Personal blogger: “But I like porn. Can I talk about the way it effected my life?”
Me: “You might gain a million audience who think like you. Congratulations. You might be on your way to being a real personal blogger writing what’s in your head instead.”

Disclaimer: This personal blogger is imaginary. The me person is actually me. I was too lazy to come up with someone else because I am so so boring …

Angry, Blah Blah, They said what?, Whatever!

I decided that staying in Canada for the rest of the winter will give me a seizure. It is snowing rain deers and polar bears outside. Yeah you guessed it, there is a snow storm outside. I am in my warm office thinking that it is best to hibernate for the rest of the summer, or just migrate somewhere like Hawaii where there is sun and temperatures above 25c.

I was too lazy to even open the door and take a proper video of this. My window is good enough!

Angry, Blah Blah, Videocast, Whatever!

Why do female singers like singing to men to take a bow?

Which one do you like? My favorite is Leona Lewis!

My taste of Music