Banannananana
Mood:  cheeky
Topic: off my head

who ever thought of peeling the banana before putting it inyour mouth?

 

 

blue
Topic: no comment

 

 

living life
Mood:  not sure
Topic: off my head

If given the choice what would you rather be doing now than sitting and reading this? If life hadn't betrayed when it did and he would be still live and kicking in front of you, where would your relationship be now? Other than feeling sorry and crying over spilt milk do you really think that you were him because you wanted to or because you were not suppose to.

Why does everyone want to do things not expected of them and end up doing things that make others happy and living a miserable life wihtin themself making life for self and others a depressing moment.

Live for the moment and let the time live for you... do you think you will be able to do what you are doing now tomorrow and if yes why do you want to live in a world of de ja vu, go do something different and enjoy the time you have..

Live and let live :)

 

The Catz
Mood:  celebratory
Now Playing: ya thab thab - Nancy ajram
Topic: Incident
"ewoow... weoow,ewoow"-there is nothing worse than two cats either doing their thing or fighting to break ur sleep.

I had had enuff, i didnt care what their domestic misunderstanding was,u dont raise hell under my window at 2 in the morning. Irritated to the point where murder could be jusified i went into my balcony and baam threw a clothes peg at one of them.Bull's eye without my glasses, that shut them up for two mins. BAAM another one at the other , that gave them the idea that they were not wanted there and went off to another spot to continue their quabble.

Rain..
Mood:  not sure
Now Playing: let the music play
Topic: off my head


Though it is against the norm I am loving the rain in March. The tiny droplets of water hitting against the windshield, trying to force their way into the car but failing at every attempt as they slide down towards the bonnet. No matter how hard they try they can never get me I am protected in my car.



‘You are ready to go’, smiles the gas attendant as he cleans my windshield with his tiny mop and sponge and pockets the 5 dirham that I hand him. Pleased with myself, ah a clean windshield at last. ‘pock’’pock’ what is that? Drizzling but.. it never pours, rains or drizzles in March.



She walks in the rain without a care. It is not always that u have drops off the sky in the desert. She can always dry her abaya. Her hair covered in the scarf she smiles to herself.



She rushes in looking for the entrance, its not drops of just water it is acidic. The water might leave a speck on her green uniform and wet hair what could be worse than today being inspection day.