Some Wahad

sometimes a little something triggers a memory or a thought of you
it makes me wonder where you are or what you're up to

have you found what you are looking for?
is it still as it was before?

are you ok? are you happy? are you sleeping & eating well?
or are you still fighting to break out of your inner hell?

i miss reading your font on my screen or smelling the sarcasm in your tone
i miss seeing u flirt with other girls then wait till i get to laugh about it later on

whether in private or in public - you made me feel special
you raised the bar higher than i would've liked
& it was all with your lame first impression

you knew how to deal with me
you knew what to say
you never asked me to put up with you
or even begged me to stay

it took a lot of courage to admit certain things
i didn't want to believe a single word you said
i felt like dying when you said you wished you were dead

many a times i wish i never met you
because now i can't help then and again but
to think of you, dream about you

& wonder do i ever cross your mind - from time to time?
sometimes i shed a tear, sometimes i smile
most of the time i say nothing is wrong
hey, at least i try

you will always be up in your tower
i will be dancing in front of millions on the streets
you're anything but a coward

you're my sweet, breakable Quasimodo
face.  

A man wrapped up in himself makes a very small bundle

You will find, as you look back on your life, that the moments that stand out
are the moments when you have done things for others." - Henry Drummond

Stop & stare..

Today while at a meeting at work, where all offices & meeting rooms are glass – (oh joy) there were 2 women a blond & a brunette. No that's not it, I started noticing all the men at work hovering around the meeting room they were in. and not in a subtle – ooh I'm just walking through here – but rather in the –holy f*ck there's a female & I'm gonna be a creep and just walk back and forth awkwardly while staring.

When NO means NO & not a MAYBE..

Boy meets girl, girl goes out with boy, girl decides that they're not compatible, girl says NO, guy thinks *SCOOOOORE* uhummm what? Reverse a bit there cowboy – NO means what?

Chapter Two: Dude where's my car... & passport?

THE DRAMA:

We looked at each other and wondered oh dear effin god - We asked where his "friend" was, there was no one! We had to wait for a random car..!!! he opened the trunk & at least 5 men who looked like oil mechanics with a serious smoking addiction & hygiene issues dashed to collect our luggage.. 'HOLD IT' I yelled, 'no one do anything..where's your friend? & close the goddam trunk. You said you had *someone* waiting for us here, where is he?" "mafi 7addaaaaaa" no one is here..!!!!!!!!!!!

Chapter One: Dude where's my car... & passport?

I like to think of myself as a girl that can handle herself when traveling. Not the first time i travel by land, but might as well be the last time I do so. Paying extra money to be treated in a better & a more human & civilized way by plane sounds more than appealing. The past 3 days made me re-evaluate my priorities in many aspects of traveling. Went to Lebanon for the weekend, me and my friends, some flew in from Dubai, unfortunately we took a car from Amman/Jordan.