I have no excuse...

...for not having the time to send you an email to congratulate you on your wedding eventhough I was planning to call you the day before but I guess time just slips away!

Congratulations.....Best of luck, love and happiness...you deserve it.
Good luck for your exams, I know you can do it :)

Hope to see you soon w 3a2bel l bambino... :D

Duh Moment!!!

When you push someone to the edge..... do expect him to jump, duh!

If you don't catch "The butterfly"..... your loss...there's always someone after it, we're talking about a butterfly, duh!

Life is about seizing opportunities, miss it once and it's over...chance is a one time shot, duh!

...ok so these are all the Duh of this moment....to be continued...

Jnoun

Working 2 days a week, training 3 times a week in 3 hospitals, taking courses 2 days a week in 2 universities... everybody called it "JNOUN",

Paying 200 euros for silver GUCCI shoes, I call it "Krys JNOUN",

Skipping courses & training days to go to Leb for the holidays, this is "Worth it JNOUN",

Getting the new fushia nano iPod, I call it "distinguished JNOUN",

But going for "Krysmas" shopping on a sunday afternoon in Paris...Damn!...that's "SUPER DUPER JNOUN".

Respire......Expire.......Respire....Expire.....

Breathe in.........Breathe out.......Breathe in.......Breathe out
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Tam tam tam tarararaaaaaaaaaaaaaam
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Doooooooooooooooon't worry..............Beeeeeeeeeeeeeee Happy!

The perfect fairy tale.

Once upon a time, a guy deeply in love with a girl asked her the question "will you marry me?"
She said "no" and they both lived happily ever after....

Is it worth it?

For the "Kooooooooookz" my bro shouts as soon as I cross the slipping door at the arrivals,

For the non stop talking till dawn (that's because everytime I go to leb, whatever the company I fly with, I get there at 3 in the morning),

For the banging at the door at 8 in the morning, Nadz waking me up and bringing mne2ich from zaatar w zeyt,

For the phone calls I start receiving from zahle, friends and grand parents up there "at what time are you coming, yalla khalsina men beirut",

For the phone calls I start receiving once I spend a day at zahle "chou fi bi zahle, yalla nzale 3a beyrouth",

For the dance and the kisses I get from Franka once I step in zahle's house,

For all the good food my grandma prepares for one single meal (that's because she thinks am "malnutrie a paris" -her own words)

For the awakening call the next morning from our old neighboors in the early morning "bikaffe nom, natrinik, le nescafe est pret, 2 nescafes ,1 coffe mate, sans sucre, 1 davidoff slim ready, yalla on t'attend"

For all the "chou?" with the look I get from my mom, meaning "any new boyfriend?"

For the long hours gathering at "starbucks" over a Frappuccino starting at 4 with two friends then finishing at ten with the whole old university group, the same old funny souvenirs and yet we still laugh everytime we bring it up,

For all the 0 fat strawberry murchmallows,

For having my mom waking me up instead of the noisy cellular alarm,

For wishing the day was more than 24 hours so I could catch up with everything and everyone,

For driving my beloved POLO,

For watching "The Simpsons" with my brother at 3 after midnight after party,drinking beer and eating Pringles, laughing so out loud than having mom yelling at us "wled ekhir zaman, turn off everything and go to sleep".......then laughing again at her and making fun of her the next day cause she was "somnambule",

For having my nescafe ready, my laundry done, my food prepared, my room cleaned by someone other than me,

For all the above and lots of other stuff I could name till dawn (cause it's already 2pm), or maybe in another post, and for godsake,

STOP ASKING ME "IS IT WORTH IT?"

Et maintenant que vais je faire??

Kids!!!!!!!!!!!

Have a break

...have a kit kat?...eh eh eh la2
...have a break...book a ticket to spend the week end in Lyon where they are celebrating "la fete des lumieres"

Lyon, here I come....

Minds

GREAT Minds… Discuss IDEAS
AVERAGE Minds... Discuss EVENTS
SMALL Minds… Discuss PEOPLE



My mind.....overloaded displaying the following message
"the disk in destination is full please delete some items"....

Silence is golden

Coffee again

Once upon a time, there was a girl who had difficulties to wake up every monday morning (actually difficulties to wake up any hour before noon).
So it's monday morning again she had the usual 4 hours of sleep but this night was exceptionnal : she had weird nightmares -such as Walid Joumblatt hitting Nayla Moawad in the parliament and it was broadcasted live on tv (no idea where did this come from), or such as they want to take back the scolarship she got, or such as Robert De Niro and Al Pacino asking her to take a pic for both of them (yep all these in one single night)- so she wakes up and decides that anyhow she's gonna start the week in shape and very good mood and what's better than coffee for such a start.
OoOoOoOoOps she forgot to buy coffee!!

I'll spare you the rest of the story...

Merde alors!!!

Or shall I say like the Capitaine Haddock from TINTIN used to say "Mille millions de mille sabords!!!"
OK so you woke up on the wrong side of the bed...then you were late for your courses......then your best friend hits you with the worst news that could happen to her.....then you're finally home at 7, restless.
At 9, Estella & Pablo are hitting on your door, there's a party downstairs... They are all spanish and italians and one canadian and they all speak spanish....no prob 3 glasses of red wine and I don't know how but I managed to understand spanish and italian....you think it's funny? wait till you here the rest...
Going downstairs....you remember "oh wait haven't checked my mail box today"....Done! You start jumping, you finally got the "convocation" for your "titre de sejour" but....... when the hell is the "rendez vous"???? On the 28nd of December!!!! And when are you planning to go home?? On the 22nd..............Ok so now you have an idea of how furious am I!!!!!
Merde alors!!!!!!!!!!!!

Combien tu pèses ?

Ce n’est un secret pour personne :

Plus une femme a confiance en elle, plus elle attire les regards.

C’est sa beauté intérieure qui rejaillit.

961 Call me Lebanon...

Ring ring.....Ring ring.....Ring ring....Ring ring....
"Hello you've reached Lebanon's voice messages box, I can't answer for the moment, I am being assasinated, ruined, strangled, poisonned, divided by my own people. Please leave a message after the beep but I might not return your call for I am drawning very fast and probably will be in a state of coma for a very long time.Thank you and have a nice life."
Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.....

We7yat Eli Rahou

...wehyat li rahou...

Is it literally "koullouna" lil watan?

What are we really celebrating on the 22? Independance day??? Yeah right........!!
And now what, they will all deny this additionnal crime and then what?
OK 3 days of "hded watani" and then what?
So now we have an additionnal name on the list of murders and then what?
For how long we'll keep on paying the "price" and is it an unaffordable price???

And now what?
Who's next on the list?

To be or not to be.

"There may be many flowers in a man's life, but there's only one rose"

A chocolate what if.......

What if... we had an M&M's instead of the brain....then we'd be thinking as small as an M&M is?

What if... we had a chocolate heart....would it melt with the slightest "mot chaleureux"?

What if... lettuce tasted as chocolate.....everyone would be doing the 0 calories lettuce
diet!

What if... "KOOSSA" tasted like chocolate....then we would never make fun of the homsy who kept on asking about a "booza 3a koussa" and then when finally
someone told him "yes", he replied "beuuuuuuuuuuuurk"!

What if... saliva tasted as chocolate....then we would never wonder what it will be like to kiss x or y!

What if... we had chocolate hair...everytime we get hungry, we grab a hair snack!

What if... there was only one perfume that smells like chocolate....and they say chocolate is aphrodisiac...hehe i'll leave it to your imagination :P

What if... we had chocolate teeth....whenever you have hot coffee or tea...it would melt!!!

What if... there was only one brand of chocolate...then I won't be standing in the supermarket for an hour trying to pick up just one bar (that's my personnal rule...never buy more than one bar cuz I know am gonna eat everything)

What if... "chocolat mou" from the serie "Al oustaz wal mou3alima" on TL was really named like this,imagine the possible reactions when she presents herself....."enchantée, moi c'est chocolat mou"!

What if... they never invented hot chocolate...probably I couldn't work out what I call my "cure de décaféination"...Something has to replace some of my daily 20 cups of coffee!!!

What if...What if...What if...What if...What if...What if...What if...What if...What if...



What if...I go get myself a hot chocolate or a chocolate bar cause obvisously am eager for it!

How can you tell that you're dead ?

How do you know that you're dead?

Well you realise that you're dead, or shall I say your spirit is dead:

When you don't tell the difference between a Mc Donald's fish burger and a Quick's fish burger (both are yucky but the Quick's one is really really really yucky)

When you go to buy groceries, all you manage to buy is "Pepsi Max" (french version of diet pepsi), chocolate, frozen food (cause you don't feel like "kitchenizing") in brief crapy junk food and you forget about meat, vegetables, food and milk.

When you don't notice that your ass is getting bigger, but you think the dryer machine messed up your jeans and you decide to buy a one size bigger jeans (only one size bigger cause if you need a 2 size bigger one then there's no hope for you in reincarnation, you're already either in heaven or hell)

When you decide to buy a one size bigger jeans, you buy it on the internet no matter what and even though you know that in order to buy a good jeans, you usually try all the jeans on earth....but you don't care, just put the credit card number and the jeans will be yours.

When you force yourself to call your best friend after two months of abstinence and when she asks you "what's new?", you answer "nothing, the usual stuff"....

When you don't care to find out who sent you those lovely flowers one week ago.

When this guy you appreciate tells you nice stuff and you reply back with a forced smile and the look that says "Why don't you go bother somone else!"

When you go shopping and all you bring back is a "zara" white shirt small, don't even bother to try it cause you already have 4 or 5.

When you listen to "Cherie Fm" all day long and even worse, you sing with Pascal Obispo "Rosaaaaaaaaaaaa" (chanson merdique) and you don't notice that they played "Last christmas" 10 times in one hour and you don't put off the radio when you hear James Blunt nagging!

When you don't tell the difference between Coffee and Nescafe...

When you don't care if your friend coming from Leb has gotten you 2 bags of 0 fat marmallows and "Red HALLS" (beleive it or not, in a city as huge as Paris you can't find 0 fat marmallows and by the way "coffee mate" also).

When you don't laugh at this silly joke Stigz always tell about "this guy who went to the anticary shop and asked the owner if he has something new" .....

When you stop taking your camera everywhere you go.

When you start thinking that you're getting old and you make the inventory of the past 5 years and start a "remise en cause" of the decisions you took.

When you're convinced that everything happens for a reason and you doubt every single detail and you start asking those silly questions "How, when, where, what" about fate, luck and destiny.

When you stop wearing your favourite perfume.

When you forget that "Flow gently sweet afton" (Phil Coulter) could cheer you up whatever the reasons making you feel down are and that "Coultergeist" makes you dream......

When you go to have a drink with your friends (they treated you by all sorts of names because you decided to stay home on a saturday night) you tell the barman "Bring me whatever...a Mojito or a Vodka....." eventhough you hate vodka and Mojito is your favourite drink.

When you don't enjoy the best strawberry milkshake you used to at the end of the day.

When you read "Le diable s'habille en Prada" till the end without getting bored and this Dan Brown book, "Deception Point" traine sur l'etagere depuis un mois et tu n'as meme pas lu la preface.

When you enjoy eating "zaatar" in a "baguette" and not in lebanese bread that you can easily get from the shop around the corner.

When it's been 2 months that you're thinking that you shall play tennis again, jog again, go to the gym again and swim again (cause your back is hurting) but then again another week is over and you're just thinking again!

When you're comfortable with your lack of energy and passive numbness.

When you're deliberately letting go of your spontaneity, sense of humour and your enthusiasm to tell out loud everything funny and exciting that happened to me you or the ability to enjoy something funny, exciting and spontaneous.

When you're mutating to become your "biggest fears": raleuse, emmerdeuse, entrepreneuse, paresseuse, bosseuse, douteuse (de tout et de tous), peureuse...

And last but not least, when you're awake at 2 o'clock after midnight trying to find out if you're dead or not just because you got the "wake up call".........."what the hell happened to you, you haven't called for the past two months and now that you managed to have time, you're telling me nothing excited happened to you...am I really hearing "machi mhem,the usual stuff"!!..either you're making fun of me or you're a dead zombie par hasard, really krys, are you mentally dead?

There's always hope....

Do you think I could make it to the GUINNESS WORLD RECORD book?