Motionless August 15, 2009

“Follow me” he said. “Hurry up now, walk faster. There you go. Watch your step”. He opened the door, we got into the building, and followed him, went inside the elevator onto the 5th floor. We went in door after door; less people were roaming the halls after each door we went into. It made me more aware of the seriousness of the situation. There I was, sterilizing my hands before entering the ICU (Intensive Care Unit). My dad went inside the room, my sister and I followed. We both just sat there, in shock, staring at that vegetable, just laying on the bed, motionless. My sister was in shock, but silently. I, on the contrary, wasn’t so silent. I was crying, sobbing to be accurate. I knew that guy, I still do. I thought to myself, that guy over there is my daddy’s best friend; he’s on the hospital bed with tubes coming out of his body and into it. I still remember his face, so serious with his eyes shut. His arms just like arrows shooting straight out of his body. Me, on the other hand, I wasn’t so… Still. That guy I was looking at was in a comma for five weeks. He suffered a stroke, fell on the floor, hit his head, and got in a comma. Thankfully, Abu Waheed woke up from it, but, he wasn’t able to speak or comprehend people easily.
My dad kept calling his name hoping to see him open his eyes and start talking, “Abu Waheed, Abu Waheed” he yelled. “Wake up; I brought Na’oom (na3oom, my daddy’s nickname for me) for you, your friend. She’s here to see you”. I don’t know why, but hearing that made me cry my heart out. Every time my dad called his name out loud, more tears went falling from my eyes onto my cheeks all the way down to my chin. Although I knew he was just taking a nap, and that he woke up from the comma, seeing him like that, seeing a guy I personally know in a hospital bed fighting to survive was not easy. Seeing my dad like that wasn’t easy either. I’ve always seen people on TV who talk about seeing sadness in people’s eyes; I never knew what they meant until I saw my dad and the sadness in his eyes.
As my dad kept calling his name, he finally woke up. He opened his eyes, trying to remember the faces of the people in his room. My dad called me and asked me to approach his bed. I wiped all the tears off my face and went. I looked him in the eyes; I felt like he was trying to remember who I was. So I spared him the heartache and told him “it’s me, Naimah”. My father asked me to kiss his hand, so I did. I looked at him, stared, actually. I saw him looking at the people visiting him as I was trying to hold back my tears. Just to spare him the pain, I didn’t want him to acknowledge how we felt about him, how we pitied him, and the situation he was in.
A few minutes later his son came in, Waheed; he talked to his dad and reminded him who he was. “I’m your son Abu Waheed, it’s Waheed here” he said. “A few co-workers were asking about you today. I told them you were ok”. My dad and Waheed realized his sweaty face, so they brought tissue to wipe his face dry. Abu Waheed kept pointing at his lips; my dad and Waheed were trying to figure out what he was asking for. They later realized his lips were burning him. So they helped him with that.
I felt calm when I saw that he was able to move his arms, and understand a few things. We were about to leave, so I just stared at him a little more. Just to realize how lucky and how fortunate I was and still am. I get to go back to my house, to my family, to my room, to my bed, so I thank God for that, and for my health. Not just mine, but I thank God for keeping all my friends and family healthy. I thank God for giving me an ideal life and an ideal health.
Don’t forget to thank God for what you have every once in a while, you never know when your turn is up!
I feel like this quote suits Abu Waheed’s family,
“I like to see people reunited, I like to see people run to each other. I like the kissing and the crying. I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can’t tell fast enough, the ears that aren’t big enough, the eyes that can’t take in all the change. I like the hugging the bringing together, the end of missing someone.”
Thankfully, he’s much better right now. He can talk, not like before, but he can talk. May he regain his complete health back, and may his family and friends keep sane while waiting for him to get back up. Also, may all the sick people regain their health and strength back, and finally, may all the sick people who died in a hospital rest in peace.

 

Please take a couple of minutes of your time and pray for Abu Waheed and all the sick people out there waiting to get their lives back on track

Amen. Amen. Amen.
Take care peeps

Long Lived The King of Pop July 26, 2009

Hello all you bloggers and blog readers out there. Hope everyone is having a super duper summer. So people, what’s on your mind? Let me take a wild guess, MICHAEL JACKSON? If I’m right, then I’m right. If I’m wrong, then let me fill you in. Ok so, who here agrees that the media has blown Michael Jackson’s death way out of proportion? I mean I get that he was like “the king of pop” and that he created/started the moonwalk, but he died exactly a month ago, and entertainment tonight, the insider, E!, and many other programs/channels are still talking about him and his sudden tragic death as if people didn’t hear about it already.

 

He was a singer, born black,     switched to white, and then died, end of story. Why is all of Hollywood’s news being based around him? As if they have an interest in his former career as a member of the Jackson Five. Why the sudden interest in his life? What happened to Michael Jackson, the freak, or Michael Jackson, the child molester? Why are people traveling around the world just to place flowers in front of his beloved, Neverland ranch, why the huge fuss? Not that I care but it’s pissing me off. It’s like people have been brainwashed and forgot about all the horrible things he did when he was alive. Seriously, some, if not all, Hollywood news programs are dedicating a whole episode to him; they’re calling it “a Michael Jackson special edition”. Singers in concerts are performing their concerts as a tribute to him.  

And now, every day, more and more shocking stories about him are being uncovered. Like how his hair caught on fire while filming a Pepsi commercial, or how his sister is claiming that he was purposely murdered. In addition to that, the LAPD is actually taking into account that he might have been murdered, and the police has interviewed the doctor that was with him in his final moments to see if he should be considered as a suspect for this alleged murder or not. Finally the big shocker, the bombshell, personally, I’m not really interested in his life, but this one really made my mouth drop. His SECRET SON, a lovechild, a Norwegian rapper, and dancer called Omar Bhatti.  

All that’s left to say is may he rest in peace 

    “And my goal in life is to give to the world what I was lucky to receive: the ecstasy of divine union through my music and my dance.” – MJ

    “Why can’t you share your bed? The most loving thing to do is to share your bed with someone. It’s very charming. It’s very sweet. It’s what the whole world should do.” – MJ

P.S. If anyone knows how to fix my punctuation problem, help me, please. I’m desperate.

Take Care Peeps

- Obsession – July 23, 2009

The other day, I was talking to this friend of mine. We were talking about how she’s such a shopaholic, shoesaholic, if that’s even a word, to be precise. She later on asked me, what do you like? What’s one thing you can’t resist? So I started thinking, squeezing that brain of mine. Two minutes passed .. five minutes .. Nothing!! Nil! Zilch! Zero! I couldn’t really think of anything. I figured that I had the ability to refuse to accept the temptation of everything. But, it later on hit me. MOVIES, I am in love with movies. I am a movieholic, again, if that’s even a word. I could watch movies all day every day. I could stay home, a week long, and do nothing but watch movies. You can take me to a cave and leave me there with nothing but a DVD player, a television, and all the movies in the world, and hell yeah I’ll survive, with food of course. I worship movies, they’re so … amusing. I enjoy watching them, I enjoy buying them, and I enjoy organizing them (Sara, now I know what you mean by: I enjoy organizing folders in my hard disk), I enjoy looking at the pretty little covers too. What Can I say, I’ve found love, and I’m love struck.  

Oh and yeah, I’m obsessed with buying DVDs, I always feel the urge to buy movies, like seriously if I don’t buy a movie I like, I’ll keep thinking about it until I do. Two or three weeks ago, I went to my favorite store in the whole wide world, EUPHORIA. I know I know I’m such a loser; my favorite store is a DVD store. I hadn’t been there in such a long time, so I automatically assumed that I’m going to buy movies, I didn’t care if I liked them or not, I later on bought four, thankfully I like them all. I remember feeling so pleased and excited, I swear it was like I could feel the rush of adrenalin run through my body.

Aah, God do I wish we had a cinema in the Eastern Province, then I wouldn’t be so bored all the time! Movies are great, I mean their entertaining and beneficial. Just like the movie National Treasure, I learned so much from that movie!!!!!! Like stuff about the United States history, it’s simply AMAZING!!! Don’t you just love Nicholas Cage? Also The Da Vinci code, true, I slept during almost the whole thing, but I know for a fact you could learn a lot from that movie. Not only do you learn stuff about life from movies, but stuff about cultures too. Like the movie Slumdog Millionaire. If it weren’t for that movie, I wouldn’t know that India is in such a poor condition. I’ve always known that it’s dirty and stuff, but I never knew it was to that extent. You can also learn about famous historical people, such as the movie Modigliani, which talks about the story of the rivalry between Amedeo Modigliani and Pablo Picasso. It’s a great movie, and before that movie, I didn’t even know who Modigliani is. So yeah, basically, it’s an excellent way to learn.

It’s not just movies that amaze me, movie makers as well. I mean they’re just brilliant magnificent people with extraordinary minds. They have the ability to make you fall in love with the antagonist in the movie, just like Jigsaw in the movie Saw. True, he doesn’t kill people, technically, but he puts people in situations where they can either suffer or die. But I love him! I don’t know how that’s possible. Also, Chuck, from Gossip Girl, he’s the “bad guy”, not anymore, but I mean from the first season, he wasn’t a nice person, but the creator or director or whatever, with his great mind, managed to make people fall in love with him. Amazing, isn’t it? Told you!!!!!!! Haha  

Ok, so let’s just cut to the chase, that’s just who I am, I love, love, love movies!!! You know how people tell you that you’re major should be related to something you love in life, well I think I’m going to major in something movie-related. But, unfortunately I don’t think there are any jobs available for such a major in good old Saudi Arabia. Who knows, maybe I will find a job by the time a graduate.

Every great film should seem new every time you see it.
Roger Ebert

I’m married to the theater but my mistress is the films.
Oskar Werner

You know what your problem is, it’s that you haven’t seen enough movies – all of life’s riddles are answered in the movies.

Steve Marti

  

 

Feel free to share an obsession(s) of yours

Take Care Peeps <3

 

 

                  

Poof. Gone. July 16, 2009

Dear bloggers and blog readers:

Aaaaaaaaaah!! I mean it when I say; words fail you in times of need. Like seriously, my best ideas come when I’m in the shower, or when I’m about to sleep, and when I try to type them, they’re all gone, like the wind*Sighs*.  Grrrrr! seriously, great ideas come in the absence of a pen and a paper.

So, I thought it would be a nice idea to share quotes, here are a few of my favorite ones, enjoy:

-  “It’s better to be a sideshow freak than a nobody” ~ talking about M.J.

- “To forgive is to move forward” ~ Georgia Rule

- “We’re meant to lose the people we love. How else would we know how important they are to us?” ~ The Curious Case of Benjamin Button

- “When a friend is in need, you go beyond extraordinary lengths to help out. Whenever, whatever.” ~ I Now Pronounce You Chuch & Larry

Yes, I get quotes from movies. Theyre’s really good. lol

- “The best kind of friend is the one you could sit on a porch swing with,  never saying a word, and walk away feeling like that was the best conversation you’ve ever had” ~ unknown

- “Success is the ability to go from one failure to another with no loss of enthusiasm”  ~ Winston Churchill

- “The more anger towards the past you carry in your heart, the less capable you are of loving in the present” ~ Barbara De Angelis

- ” It’s better to be an authentic loser than a false success, and to die alive than to live dead” ~ William Markiewicz

- “Man is the head of the family, woman the neck that turns the head.” ~ Chinese proverb

Feel free to share your favorite quote(s).

P.S. Ignore the messed up punctuation, I have no clue on how to fix it

Be happy no matter what  

                                             

 

Take care peeps               

Learning From Failing = Succeeding July 12, 2009

Oh my God! I can’t believe I got a bad grade on my Physics exam. My mom is going to get mad. She’s going to kill me. I’m going to get a bad score on my certificate. I’m not going to go to a good college. Who am I kidding; I’m not going to get into any college. My future is ruined! My life is officially over.

Oh my God! I can’t believe I didn’t get accepted to UC Berkley! That’s like my dream university. What am I going to do now!? I don’t know how to move from here. I mean I’ve worked so hard, and for what, to get rejected? Now I don’t even want to go to college. I just want to die. My life will end if I don’t go to Berkley! My life is over.

Oh my God! I can’t believe I didn’t get into MUN (Model United Nations)! My parents are going to be so disappointed. I feel so ashamed. I’m not good enough for anything. My life sucks. It’s never going to get better. How am I going to have faith in myself to try out for anything every again? My life as I know it will be over.

Funny stories, eh? But don’t laugh too hard, because all of you teenagers out there think that way too, I know, I’m a psychic. Just kidding, I’m a teenager too who also when something bad happens feels like it’s the end of the world. Whenever something doesn’t go my way, I feel so bad, and end up hating myself, and resenting the moment I decided to pursue this dream of mine. I End up feeling pissed off and mad for a long time then go after another dream and so on.

It’s ok to dream. It’s a good thing actually, more like recommended. So what if you fail something, isn’t that the only you’ll learn how to do something right. I mean, imagine always getting a full mark on tests, wouldn’t you study less efficiently. Getting a bad grade is like a wakeup call, it makes you aware of the importance of studying. So by failing, you end up studying harder for the next time. Also, by not getting into your dream university or MUN, you end up working harder for something even better. It’s true. People might not know it, but when something terrible happens to you, the sun will still come out. A brand new day will begin where you get a fresh new start at things, and try again. Every day you fail you get another day to succeed. Tomorrow will always come, no matter what. None of the bad things that come across your path can end your life. Just think about it. If you, for instance, lose a friend and feel like your life is over, it’s not! Tomorrow will come, and you’ll get a chance to make new friends. If you break up with your boyfriend, the same thing will happen, the sun will still come out, and tomorrow will come, and you’ll find love again. Because, nothing, I repeat, NOTHING can stop tomorrow from coming. Nothing makes getting a second chance at things impossible. Unless if you make things impossible for yourself. And after all, tomorrow is always a day away.

One thing I’ve learned is that everyone always wants something, today they want to ace a test; tomorrow they want to get a good grade on their essay. When you don’t get what you want you feel disappointed. Disappointment is like the salad that comes with the meal without ordering it. You want the meal, but you don’t want the salad. You feel it without wanting to. You hate is but you can’t ignore it. What you can do is eat that salad and finish it. Achieve something greater, stop hating yourself, and you will get over your disappointment. Nothing feel’s better than achieving something you wanted so badly. Ah that gratifying feeling you get when you receive something worth your effort is simply priceless.

“The size of your success is measured by the strength of your desire; the size of your dream; and how you handle disappointment along the way.” – Robert Kiyosaki

– Crying mask

Take care peeps

……… It’s everywhere! July 9, 2009

So, the other day I was thinking and trying to find a topic for my 4^th post, and came up with this one. I’ve recently noticed something that’s been bothering me and a lot of other people as well which is, people with double personalities, AKA hypocrites. The Merriam-Webster’s Online Dictionary defines a hypocrite as a person who puts on a false appearance of virtue or religion.

The kind of hypocrisy I’m going to be talking about is, the more common kind, the kind we teenagers witness at school, people who show you a personality and show another personality to someone else, as one of my friend’s said, it’s like they have two faces. To me it’s more like a mask that’s worn in front of a group, and taken off in front of another. People playing innocent to the public, but act all cruel on an individual level. Someone who talks in the presence of a friend as if she’s the best but as soon as she leaves she’s the worst. Someone who pretends to be there for you in a way that makes you share your secrets and later laughs at them while sharing them with others. Also, a friend who’s been by your side for a long time like a sister and because of a stupid fight talks about you in the company of a small as if you are trash but tries to show the public he/she is not the one to blame.

That kind of hypocrisy disgusts me; it truly is an uncontrollable disease. You cannot identify a hypocrite from a non-hypocrite, that’s the sucky part. They hide between non-hypocrites and pretend to be one of them. I mean people can and will surprise you. Why can’t they just come out to the whole entire world with one personality? It certainly must be exhausting with all the lying and faking.

 What you can do is be careful, and don’t go around telling people about your life. Be cautious of who you’re talking to. Watching out is not enough to protect yourself from them because I’ve seen incidents where the most innocent of people turn to hypocrites. For instance, a simple fight that makes you do things you believe are wrong, like starting rumors, or sending hurtful photos.

                                                                                                                           We all change our mind on something we’ve said which makes us all hypocrites; after all, we’re only human. But personally, I think there are many different levels and stages to it, which makes not all hypocrites bad people. A few more examples of hypocrites are, for instance, people who say they’re not racists but don’t like all African Americans for any good reason. Or, people who say they’re vegetarians because of animal cruelty but wear leather. And even, a teacher who is so mean and heartless acts all kind and sweet when another teacher walks in. Also, Muslims who don’t follow orders and gossip, like me, I gossip. Hypocrisy happens every day and everywhere, more and more incidents are occurring. So the ability to tell them apart from regular people is decreasing.

My advice for these obnoxious hypocrites and people who face them is to stay strong, and stick to the miraculous, wondrous Quran. The ability it has to keep people stay strong and become better people continues to amaze me.

“Hypocrisy: prejudice with a halo” – Ambrose Bierce “The wolf was sick, he vowed a monk to be – But when he got well, a wolf once more was he.” – Walter Bower “For neither man nor angel can discern hypocrisy, the only evil that walks invisible.” – John Milton “I hope you have not been leading a double life, pretending to be wicked and being really good all the time. That would be hypocrisy.” – Oscar Wilde “Politeness is the most acceptable hypocrisy” – Ambrose Bierce Now I disagree with the last quote, comment if you do or don’t. Please.   A person covering his/her face with a mask      A dove strapped with dynamite      Shadow of a priest in shape of a devil    A twofaced guy

Take care peeps

Ain’t Bad To Be Brave For Once … July 6, 2009

There’s this thing I’ve noticed for quite some time now, a lot of people are doing things for the wrong reasons. I don’t want to sound like a hypocrite; I sometimes do things for the wrong reasons too. Ok now for instance,  a Saudi college guy who drinks because he doesn’t want to feel weird, weird meaning sober, amongst all of his drunk friends, little does he know is, they’re the ones who are going to feel weird when they get up. Or, a school girl who cheats on tests, because she feels it’s more important to go to a good school than to achieve something on her own. True, she will get a higher grade in school, in life, but what about the afterlife? Or even a teenager who gets a girl/boyfriend because everyone else is and he/she doesn’t want to feel different from everybody else.

All for the wrong reason, but I mean, technically, there is no good enough reason to make drinking, cheating, and doing something against you religion acceptable. It’s very hard to control yourself when you’re in the spur of the moment, I get that. People do things to feel happy, everyone does, but don’t do something if you’re only going to feel happy during the course of your action. The college guy might not feel weird drinking, but he won’t be happy when he thinks about what he’s done. The school girl will feel happy when she receives her grades, but when looking back at how she achieved that, she’d stop being happy.  

Personally, I admire and respect people who do things their way, despite what other people think; in fact I am thankful for having people, even if they’re few, like that in our community. I someday wish to do things without having to think about how others will react to what I do. Only if everyone had the ability to wear red in a black and white party without a care in the world. This is what I call freedom, the ability to do what you want, the ability to put your own boundaries in a way that doesn’t contradict your religion, and most importantly, not putting boundaries based on other people’s reactions.

 Another thing I’ve noticed is people who get tricked into doing things they believe are wrong. Never, ok that’s a scary word, how about; try not to let people trick you into doing something you believe is wrong. Try to stand up for what you believe is right, if that’s too much to ask, then at least don’t follow an order to do something you know will cause you shame. So try not to be such an easy target. Show people you’re strong, and courageous, not easy, and gullible without any hesitations, because by speaking up you are doing the right thing. That way, you’ll scare people off. For instance, if your boss at work asks you steal something or else you’ll get fired (not a realistic example, I know), refuse that order and get fired. It would be much better to lose your no-good job than your good reputation and pride.

So cheers to all the people in the world who do things their way regardless of others. Cheers to everybody who stands up for what they believe in. Finally, cheers to all who refuse doing what they believe is despicable.  My advice for you it to do what your gut tells you to do with confidence.  It’s not so bad to have your own voice.

Take care peeps

“Dream what you want to dream; go where you want to go; be what you want to be, because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you want to do.”
– Unknown.

Ma blog July 5, 2009

Hello world. This is what was supposed to be my first post, but I love Sara too much that she had to be my first haha. So anyway, first of all, my blog’s title, life of a blogger, Sara Al-Amoodi and Fatima Al-Bassam helped me come up with it. I really wanted to start a blog, but I didn’t have anything in mind for a title. I wrote the first post, the bombinator, before creating the actual blog lol, that’s how bad I wanted to start one, so thanks a bunch for the help you guys. Second, I’m not really going to stick to a specific subject, I’m just going to write about random things that pop in my mind. I think most of the posts will be about things we witness as teenagers, you’ll understand what I’m talking about when you read my future posts. Oh, and thanks to all the people who are supporting me, it really means a lot to me. You rock, rule, and scissor. I know I’m lame lol.

The reason why I started this blog is because I enjoy writing so much, whenever I write I feel like I’m in my own zone, and words just float in my brain. The best thing about writing is, I like how easy it is to write what I’m thinking of (sometimes). My thoughts just come out of my mind and into the computer. So, when people interrupt me I feel like they’re interrupting my thoughts, and I just stray off topic till I can get back to my “zone”. I know it’s kind of weird but it’s true. Like now, my annoying sister came and I forgot what I was about to write.

I never really thought of starting a blog, but when I started reading other blogs I felt like I want to write things without being graded, and for the past couple of days, whenever an idea passed through my mind, all I was thinking was that it’s a great idea for a blog post. So I started writing, and became a blogger.

Take care peeps

“Don’t let someone be a priority in your life when u are still an option in their life” – unknown

The Bombinator July 4, 2009

Sara Alamoodi. God I love her. For those who know who she is will definitely agree with me on everything. But for those who don’t know her, first, you’re missing out on a LOT, and second, you’re going to love her.

*I just want to say something before starting; I wouldn’t have started this blog if it weren’t for Sara. If you’re looking for someone to thank for killing hours of your boring time, thank her. * – copying the words of Fati-

Sara is one hell of a person. She’s amazing; I mean seriously she’s like my own personal free-of-charge therapist who’s always there for me. She’s as innocent as a newly born. What’s truly remarkable about her is that when she hurts someone, which rarely happens, she never intends on causing pain, and later apologizes even if it isn’t her fault. Although Sara sometimes is a pessimist, she always tries to find the best out of every situation. One thing that I have noticed is that Sara thrives to be the best in every opportunity that crosses her path, I mean when she gets an opportunity she tries real hard to kick ass and be the greatest. Sara always tries to be the best person she can be; I mean she uses all her powers to become a better person in many different aspects. Also, she always goes after what she wants, won’t stop trying till she gets it, and won’t shut up if she doesn’t. Sounds like an extraordinary person, eh? She is!!

Ah, I can’t believe I almost forgot the best part about her. She is like the go-to person for anything, and I mean ANYTHING, technology related. She will help you, and tell you how to do things, how to fix things, how to get things, starting from how to brighten the display screen, till defining weird computer terms to human understood words.

And now, drum roll please, for the bad part (6) mwahahahahahaha!!!! It’s just one thing, one teensy weensy thing compared to her incredible personality. It comes and goes, but with Sara, God it’s annoying. Just to make things clear, I still love you after what I’m going to say. Sara is like the whiniest person on the face of the planet. She will nag, she will beg, she will tear, she would do all these things and more in order to get things done her way.  You might think what’s wrong with a bit of persuasive words, or what’s wrong with a bit of nagging!? But with Sara, her nagging is never a bit. It gets annoying, and I mean VERY annoying, until you surrender and end up giving her what she wants. Precisely like a baby that won’t shut up unless you put a pacifier in its mouth. Just like today, I promised myself I wouldn’t tell her this thing, but she begged, begged, and begged, till I got sick of her begging and told her. Don’t hate me for telling the truth, haha.

So, Sara Alamoodi, what shall I call you, an idol, an example for mankind, a role model? Jigsaw does say that “imitation is the sincerest form of flattery”, and since he’s a wise man and all (not), I think we should follow your footsteps so we can all become as wonderful as you.
I love you, from now until forever *inshalla*

P.S. Happy Birthday <3
Take Care peeps

“I’ll lean on you and you lean on me and we’ll be okay.”
- Dave Matthews Band   

Hello world! July 4, 2009

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