|
|
A History of Rap: Jimmy Fallon, Justin Timberlake & The Roots
P.S. Why would anyone want to watch The Social Network? Facebook is huge.. we get it!
You know what keeps hitting me in the face? Yep, you guessed it. The lack of communication I have with the world.
Not through my blog though. I am condensing my blog posts or limiting them because I cannot spend every day answering emails from online lovers and religious fanatics.
So here it goes. I want to get back on my feet and say, “hey hey… I am my upbeat social self again.” Unfortunately, I cannot do that due to the commitment I have with work and life. My life has been so busy, that breathing is becoming hard and sometimes I feel like I am suffocating daily.
I keep wishing every day, no, not only that, but I dream daily of the day I resign this job. However, I need money to continue my education and move up in life instead of being stuck in a dead zone. It sucks working in a small business because expectations from you are those of 4 people!
What is really bothering me that it doesn’t seem we will ever get a raise. No structure. No proper nurturing of the employees that work none stop for 8 hours and even do weekend work when necessary. No one cares or bothers. All they want is results and they will squeeze it out of you.
Maybe that is why I have become the most bitter but most patient person on earth. I managed to end up in a job where I have been mentally complaining about in one year than I have in all the years that I have worked in my short life combined.
I decided lately at work since I do not like being bossed around or told what to do (typical me!), that I make up my own projects and do what I want because I CAN and I have enough talents to do it. I got sick of them and I just do what I want and tell them, “Here you go! You like it? You don’t like it? Whatever.. at least I have something to show you!!! You didn’t hire me because I was cheap labour. No no!! You hired me because I can do awesome shit. But you didn’t trust me at all.. but you will now when I show you what I am really made of!”
By the way. Happy Anniversary. I have been working there for a year and my gray hair quadrupled!
Angry, Blah Blah, Funny, Random Thoughts, They said what?, Whatever!
As days fly by ever so swiftly, so does my lack of blogging attempts.
I have been sporadically posting on my blog to avoid problems. You see, it is me V.S the entire 250,000,000+ Arabs out there. No seriously. I am not joking. My blog is written in such a way that causes an entire culture to get pissed off.
1. I get the overly religious sect that think they are doing me a favour by reciting verses of Quran and Ahadeeth to enlighten me.
2. I get the overly cultural sect that think I am damaging their reputation by talking about “them.” (Self centered eh?)
3. I get the overly demanding neurotic Arab League (inside joke, har har) who want to tell me what to write since they fear others criticizing their opinions, so they do to mine because they love their one way streets.
4. And finally, there are the handful of young Arab ladies that think I can give them advice on how to solve their secretive relationship problems.
Here is my advice. Do not listen to some wacko Arab girl from up north in Eskimo land. (Oh Canada!) And don’t bother to tell her anything, because she is as stubborn as a mule.
Answers:
A1. Religion is important if you can apply it to your self first and not unto others. So going on some random Arab chicks website and insulting her is not a way to support your claim. Can you imagine if Muslims back in the golden days when they spread the beautiful religion did it by insulting others and forcing everyone to LISTEN and OBEY or ELSE. Do you think anyone would have joined in?
By the way, I was always a member, and never was out. So why you guys think I need to join in and learn!!
A2. My words are more powerful than Western Media to ruin an entire culture’s rep. I am an insider with tools to destroy!! (Sighing from disbelief from some people.)
A3. I can write whatever I want. I can write whatever I want. I can write whatever I want. If you want to start your own topic, then get your own blog and feel the wrath of the masses when they enforce their opinions on you!!
A4. My home girls from A-land. You see.. secret relations are no longer the trend. You either like a guy and tell the folks in your crib about it, or you just don’t. If you are not 100% sure about the guy, then that’s why you are hiding it. Otherwise you would spread the news faster than Reuters to the entire galaxy and extended family members with a set wedding date.
So there you have it. I am a pure thorn in most of your necks. And guess what! You still like it and you come here wanting to be pierced some more.
Categorize this!, Funny, Random Thoughts, Ranting as usual!, Religion, They said what?, Whatever!
It’s the time of one of those open ended posts!
So here it goes: you can ask me whatever you want. I will answer your questions to the best of my ability.
You can ask me questions about my personality.
You can ask me questions about my old posts.
You can ask me questions about the weather.
You can ask me questions about my life.
Etc.
Now amuse me!
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!
Facebook Network of my Friends! |
