nothing to do...

have you ever woke up knowing that this is the worset day of your life? well i did, and that was few days ago... i hated to feel so but then i know thaat it wasn't that much terrible... i just got the worset marks i wanted and also some so stupid guys better than i did... that exactly what made it the worset day of my life...
but going back in time it's been about two hundred worset day of my life... and i can't figure out wich one is the worsetest... still i don't know what to do tonight!! time waste!
that's how a lot of people do wast time... thinkning about things like... wich day was the worset... or how many birds flow...
so what's your waste of time???

too much mess...

"well i don't know how i'm still living with some people like my family... it's jusst that they're too good for me, they're not very good... but they are too good for me, it's just that they don't kick me out makes them living angles!
why is that? it's just that i'm nervous all the time whaen i'm home, i don't like nothing! and above of all i think a lot about killing myself!!!"
that was my speech yesterday night while i was having a nightmare, the guys recorded it and made me listen and that was horrible because i was hearing myself saying things i don't even remember!!
i'm now having a big crash on REM... cause i'm the "day sleapper" now!
nothing reeally important... it's just that the resaults are too soon and i'm so confused about them!! also the news on tv are just terrible... but just like THE front bumper says: "we just got used to it"!!

hope.. no hope...hope ...no ho..

i had a great night yesterday, don't think too far, it's some kind of a discussion night... talking to people who haave the ability to help you thinnking in an affective way is something very nice... it helped me to havve a little hope in the older generations!!!
mmm... i got to that point again, so i'll say thaaat it has been a terrible year -last one- i started thinking about lots of thing especially politics and music... and i fegured out that the most shitty thing is the way the older generation acts towerds us... hoping that sometime some new guys will come to make it better... so i started thinking about these guys, but oops!!!........ i knew there was no hope for syria so i started thinking about myself but again... oops!! i'm the one with no hope...
so what i saw lately, the guys i met and above all the changing mentality of a realy important sector of syria made me hopefull in a certain way...
so... god don't bless syria... you syrians -me syrians- DO... you bless her!

what shines could be gold!

well i was shocked with the number of the comments... thought none will hear my bad stuff...
anyways, it's some unusual day in damascus... it took me an hour and a half instead of 20 minutes to get home, why? becausee of a BIG in a mole... so i'm kind of annoyed now, but still i'm glad it's not some terrerist attack...
it's something unusual how people change... like some friend of mine whom i saw yesterday after two months without seeing him... it was a big surrprise to know that this guy made 200000 syrian pounds in a single month... but wait till you hear this... the guy spent 100000 on BOOKS!!!! well i do reaaad but that much... so i didn't believe him... but both ways he's changed... if he wasn't lying then he changed pretty much, he used to be some communist of prolitaria (sorry about the spelling if wrong) and now he's a guy with a big cigar... and if he was lying (and that's what i think) then he changed into a lyer...
think i took so long... that's my blog afteer all!!!
and please Abeer, don't be too much excited... i don't even deserve it!!

dead worms...

well... after all i couldn't find a name that could give me the exact meaning of my life, so i chose the closest one, dead worm...
it's not so much disgusting, not either bloody... it's just some eorm who died peacefully way away from every single living worm... it's the state of being unable to do things that you can do if you're given the chance... it's the most exciting mentality for me... the mentality of a dying worm..
i'm sitting a net cafe` -if you can call it so- with some people watching a horrible movie and a guy playing gta and swering all the time... damn here he goes again....
so i'd rather not to tell about my thoughts... you'll think i'm some kind of psyco... maybe i am, but not for my self...