Oops
I think that was inevitable... I should be happy but I’m terrified. I’m clearly unprepared, unqualified and unfinanced.
Fate is playing me like a piñata, I can never see where & when the next strike will be.
Change the Channel [January Post]
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2008 harvest
New Year New Start
It wasn't a good year, lots of things didn't go well, lots of things gone bad, but thank god on everything always, and hope 2009 will have a new fresh air, start and goals,,,, best luck to all of you.
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In advance
I know we are not there yet, but Happy New year, people, may the next one not suck as hard as this one did.. Also, this blog is now officially 4 years old (and like 4 days). So yeah, happy blogeversery to the Sandmonkey blog as well. It's been awesome so far. 
A new year is unfolding
Acceptance
Slowly the greater picture escapes your imagination, you sleep tight under the covers to wake up every morning wondering where dreams have gone.
And you know that you are just there for the day.
The perfect pair of shoes
Merry Christmas, people!
My your Holidays be filled with fatty foods, alcohol and passing out!
A Wedding and a Bouquet
This day should go down in herstory. For yours truly has caught a bouquet. Not any bouquet, but I caught her bouquet.
The only reason I made a complete ass out of myself, by lunging forward and elbowing my friends out of the way, was because I’m a sore loser. I can’t stand losing. I NEEDED to catch that flying bouquet. (Hanan, shush, I know what you’re thinking). (I want my bouquet, Amethyst, I bloody want it, you hear?!!) On the plus side, at least this didn’t happen!!
Amethyst and N, mabrouk!! I hope you have a great life together! :)
Till next time, world.
From the heart
The Brave One - 2007
While the world sleeps
I discovered that
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Things YOU love
Personal Story
Lion…Lamb - Whatever
My friends have been raving about Twilight et al, and I didn’t (and still don’t) have the heart to read any of the installments of the series. My friend Fw has been raving about the book since the summer, H was reading it as part of her book club, and A bought (was it the third installment?) for her husband. Meyer’s books have been spreading like wildfire, and here I am, absolutely indifferent. However, all that changed when my brother got his hands on a copy of the movie today. I watched it this afternoon, and had it not been for a phone call that interrupted my engrossed self from watching, I would’ve ever caught myself off guard. Yes, I was actually interested in the movie. How scandalous. read more »
موسم الهجرة الي الجنوب
فاضللي أسبوع واحد بس في البلد و بعد كده هنشد الرحال على جنوب أفريقيا. مش عارف لسه أستوعب الموضوع و بتصرف كأني فاضللي شهور.
من يومي و أنا واخد على السفر و السنة اللي تعدي علي مسافرش تلاقيني بقيت ملول و مش على بعضي. بس السفر كام يوم حاجة و الانتقال لمدة طويلة حاجة ثانية.
زمان أيام الصحوبية لما كنا صغيريين و عبط مكانش عندنا احساس بأن الواحد له مطرح و أن له علاقة خاصة بمطرحه ده (اللي هي بيجعلصوها و يسموها انتماء)، كان بالنسبة لنا نعيش فين ده قرار الواحد بياخده و ينفذه حسب امكانياته زي قرار ندخل كلية ايه و نشتغل ايه، و كل ما نزور أو نسمع عن بلد نتخيل نفسنا عايشين فيها و بنينا خطط كثييير عن الحياة في بلاد كثييير بما فيهم مصر طبعا لكن احساسنا بكل بلد كان محايد جدا.
على ما اتجوزنا و استقلينا و كبرنا (خدي بالك أنهم حصلوا بالترتيب ده عكس المعتاد)، كانت ابتدت الصورة الرومانسية عن العالم كرقعة مفتوحة لينا تتغير، الأخ بن لادن شقلب الدنيا و أحنا وعينا ابتدى ياخد باله من ملايين المهاجرين و البهدلة اللي بيمر بيها أغلبهم و ناخد بالنا من العنصرية و ابتدينا نشك أن فيه فعلا حاجة اسمها هوية و انتماء و ثقافة محلية بعيدا عن الخطابات القومية المفتعلة.
بس دي كانت عملية تدريجية اللي كان واضح لينا بشدة هو أن السفر مش سهل زي ما أحنا متخيلين، و أننا عندنا مستقبل و حياة كريمة في مصر و بالتالي مفيش داعي للبهدلة.
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