Virtual Reality... Or Not...

I am so not going to start this post with explaining the reason behind my infrequent creativity; as I don't want it to turn into a cliche. I'm simply Tooooo BUSY.

So, Today I want to write about the greatness of the Internet. And no, I'm not going to talk about that fourth grade silliness of how the internet "yowaffer alwakt waljohd walmaal", which is unfortunately not exclusive to fourth graders in Jordan, it is something that you could hear about by T.V. presenters on the Jordanian channel (which I wont go into as it needs a whole post on it's own)...Anyways, where was I....Yeah OK, The greatness of the Internet.

I was thinking the other day about one of the greatest features the internet has. You actually get to block people who BUG you. How amazing is that!!!! This is one of the features that I wish real life has. Can you imagine blocking someone you can barely look at on days when you're not feeling your best, or maybe block your boss when their looking grumpy. That would be real sweet, wouldn't it !!!

But I guess life can't be this simple. If it was, then it wouldn't be exciting at all...

Great Analytical Thinking

Today I came across a week old newspaper reporting the discovery of a skeleton somewhere east of Azraq city.

The report says that the skeleton was wrapped up in a cloth/blanket... and that the skeleton was sent to forensics department to reveal the sex of the skeleton's owner, cause of death, and whether there is anything criminal concerning the death or not.

so we've got a body wrapped up in a piece of cloth and dumped somewhere around Azraq city... and we're still not sure about any criminal actions involved in the incident...

This, my friends, is what I call: great analytical thinking !!!!

Hmmmmmmm

euh well... I am sure those people are doing their jobs very well, but I couldn't help but share my sarcasm concerning the way the news was written.

Paranoia or Mere Stupidity?

Here is something that I came across while surfing the internet the other day... Something that I thought I would share with you...
This is what I call: FUNNY...hmmm... in a sad way :S
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“My wife was flying between 2 cities in the midwest this week and noticed that the arabic man next to her was texting the entire time of the flight.

It is my opinion that the guy was testing the limits of cell-phone texting capability during flight. Perhaps a dry-run for another coordinated attack. I urged her to call DHS and let them know what she saw.

Anybody else witness this kind of behavior?”
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You can also find people’s responses to this guy’s post over here:

http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/1887724/posts

And TRUST ME; some of them ARE worth reading...

P.S.: I can’t help but wonder if this guy is aware of the “games” option in his cellphone!!!

Enjoy Y’all :D

New Year... Same Old Dreams

I haven't been around lately. I guess I just can't fully commit to more than one blog... but I do keep checking this one every once in a while, to make sure it is still...hmmm... there?!!!?!!!

Anyways, I just want to wish my probably non-existing-virtual-readers a happy new year, although I am not sure about the applicability of that, considering what's happening in the world these days...

But you know what?!!! What the hell... we've been there before... so I will be optimistic this time and say that we will get over it, just like we did the previous times...hmmm.. although, thinking about it, I am not really sure about the fact that we DID get over anything the previous times... Maybe we just became numb... or careless...

I don't know...

But that doesn't mean we can't pray, hope, or wish for the best this year...

So... Happy New Year Y'all :)

Peace...

Jinxy; The Tiny Mole

Getting your face all edited and fixed up has become a must when you have your picture taken by a photographer. For me, I’ve never noticed the tiny changes made on my face, there has been however, one major change that all photographers I’ve ever been to, have anonymously agreed to make. Whenever I go to pick up my picture from a photographer’s studio, I notice something weird in it, something missing, and I usually find out after a focused gaze that the missing “thing” is the tiny mole above my right eyebrow.

I used to get annoyed when this happens, I still do, but the difference now is that I get angry and think of the reason behind this behaviour at the same time, making myself a productive human being at times of stress. Ever since I adopted this new self discipline, I always come up with that those people are actually trying to make me a favor by removing what they think of as an unneeded addition to my face.

I always think of going back to the studio and asking the photographer how he would feel if I took his picture and edited it to remove his nose, or maybe an eye, as this is exactly how it feels to me.

Today, I decided to take a tough attitude towards this issue, I even gave my mole a name; from this day on, my mole is called Jinxy, so that it jinxes whoever attempts to remove it. I have decided that my mole is an individual part of my face which has its own features and beauty. No matter how those photographers feel about my mole, it is and will always remain as an important and essential part of my face that I disagree to edit or remove using a computer programme.

This whole thing brings some flashbacks of something else to my mind... I just cannot remember what it is exactly.

It is just this idea of someone deciding to take out part of somebody else’s property because they felt like it… That rings a bell in my mind... O.K., I’m starting to remember better now... Names of certain countries are flashing in the back of my brain, countries that were stolen this exact way, just with a larger number of people involved, yet probably the same stupid excuses behind the removal (stealing) decisions.

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I haven't been posting much lately; the truth is: I have been posting, just somewhere else. I was asked a while ago to be a Citizen Journalist, an idea that I liked a lot and decided to agree to, regardless of my very tight working/studying schedule. I also made a promise to myself that I would keep posting here, even though I sometimes get the feeling that I write here for myself, and especially because I sometimes get the feeling that I write here for myself.

I really don't know if anyone reads my stuff over here, which, despite the initial negativity that this sentence may give, makes this blog a special one, one where I can write with a certain degree of freedom (not to be understood that I don't want people to comment or communicate here, nope, not at all), but it somehow gives me a feeling of...how do I say/write this... a Home-like feeling... I don't know if I'm making any sense here... Nevermind

Anyways, I could keep rambling here forever, so I'm just going to put an end to it and write down the address where you can read my posts for the new blog where my rambling is actually paid for (well, some of it, not all :P) :

http://waz84.instablogs.com/

Happy Eid :)

Obviously, tomorrow is the first day of Eid Al-Fitr... So Happy Eid everyone. And may all your legitimate dreams come true :P Because yes, even our dreams should be legitimate, as you never know; they might actually turn from hopeless dreams into reality.

Enjoy All