A piece of my mind

Warning.. this is a LONG post! Today, was my last working day at ITWorx. It was a fun filled day , just touring around the company in peace chatting with my friends as everyone wished me good luck (some sincere, some just had to say it), but anyway.. it was nice. It's been a relief for me to actually leave ITWorx, not that it's a bad company or anything, its that I have been quite down at work for the last 8 months and it seemed that it was time to move on. I usually have this delay issue, where I dont "feel" things right away, but it starts hitting me long after it has passed. So , so far, I'm just thrilled about the change, the new job and starting a new chapter of my life. It's been 2 and a half years at ITWorx full of events and friends among other things. But today, as I moved my mug out o the 2nd floor kitchen as I was heading to my car, I could vividly remember the whole of those 2 and half years passing right in front of my eyes. It's been a mixtu

I finally finished my gym book , "Love and other near death experiences". I call it gym book because I figured that since I don't have much time to read at home, I started taking books to the gym so I can enjoy on the treadmill and between sets of exercises. "Love and other near death experiences" is the first gym book, so far it has been quite a successful idea. I finished it in something near 10 visits to the gym, which is not bad at all. Well anyway, it's a really good book, funny but in a sarcastic British humor sense of way. I was actually laughing in the gym, which cause many other gym-goers to wonder about my sanity level. The book has this wonderful quote in the chapter before last that has such wisdom and that has rang many bells for me.. it's about the healing power of time. I'm sharing it here with you.. "With everything that had happened, it would simply have been too soon. Elizabeth was correct: you do need time. The annoying thing

I've been feeling an overwhelming feeling of peacefulness, which is a blessing in itself, since I haven't felt that in ages. Could all this be because I quite my current job? Or perhaps that I come to terms with my ,umm what do we call it, emotional stauts? I don't really know, I'm finding it nice and comfortable. I mean, coming to peace with life , not wanting much, of course there are alot of things that I want.. but not in a sense of urgency like before. I hope this lasts for sometime, enough for me to share with my beloved ones. So dear all.. I leave you in peace!

Life has been going quite slow those last few days.. I didnt find anything worth blogging so I kept my silence. On the other hand, I have made quite an interesting decision, I quite my current job to take another one. It was relatively hard, but somehow, it's going well. Thing is.. I've been feeling depressed about work since Ramadan/September, but I grew tired of complaining yet waiting for things to happen, so I just moved on! I had a conversation yesterday with a girl I know since childhood that proved to me that most people who live in this country are hopeless. I mean, why would an educated, working woman still think like her great grandma when it comes to women , their role in society and their rights. I really dont know how one could change that, if it should be changed at all. Umm.. what do you think? Valentine's day is in 2 days.. and that should be funny. I still laugh when I remember http://zeww.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!B14D3364F7F0FFE1!198.entry but also this ye

A short piece of fiction , inspired by a friend! I do not need you ! I'm not a damsel in distress waiting for you, a night on a shinning armor to come slay the dragon and free me. You see, this is the real world, not a video game with 3 lives; I have one life and I want to savour it. One day I did dream of being rescued, I let my long braid out of the window so you could see it, but I waited and waited and you never came. Then I realized I will have to rescued myself ; I slayed the dragons; the dragons of fear, venerability and inadequacy. If I could do it once..I can do it again, and again and again... I don't need you to come and rescue me... I am my own hero!

kIt's been a bit sinice I last posted after an intensive shower of daily blogging. But the past few days have been interesting for a change. So here's a quick update: The artist in me coming out! I've been working on an artistic project for a while (no, I dont claim that I have any talents what-so-ever). I tried to do a wedding present for my cousin, took pics for her wedding, then did this collage style wall poster for her living room, and had it printed. Not only did she seem happy with it, but also the entire family showed approval for that piece of armature work. I felt pretty proud of myself. Here is a smaller version of it. Babies It's been known that I don't like kids.. It's true, I dont! But still, recently I've been more fond of two little kids.. Baby Adam (Sam's son.... who slightly reminds me of my brother as a baby) and Baby Yassin (Zainab's son...who I like to refer to myself as his fairy-god mother). I love those two. I've been actu