Zabadany torture

Now at last..a year passed at work as system administrator !! and I was nagging my heart out for the internet connection. Finally they gave me access ..yeeey
So Zabadany torture .. since the day that my Dad bought the new house and it was a sleepless Friday and Saturday for me . I can't sleep there and it seems that in summer I had no choice . but hey . collage will be starting next month . and Fridays will be less sleepless than now anyway . it started with a messed up dinner and an episode of CSI about hit men and flesh eating cheerleaders.. and I finished reading Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince for the second time in a row , well maybe the third time will start three days later . as Grayfox always says, I have a Harry Potter obsession . I’m fascinated with this series . anyways .. the evening comes and the family talk breaks out of nowhere . tempers rise and I am not allowed to turn my back and go finish my book . grandma started her views and I couldn’t take it anymore . please let me out . I get to bed and the night seem to triple . hour after hour of staring at the dark ceiling. And catching the microbus early in the morning with a strange combination of early rising people heading to the city . God I hate this . dashing like crazy to change and go to work with a very bad temper and puffy eyes . and it starts all over again .
so you have no idea how dipressed I am and annoyed I am

cheers

Tagging

I was tagged twice so … Here it goes ...
I think we are an army of yalangi lovers….

10 years ago : the beginning of the seventh grade . hell and loneliness , looking around and crying three quarters of the time being in a public school after I was the star im my old primary school. Damn

5 years ago : the same old story but the crying is about my high school last year , the year of torture , being out of a very strange summer and being full of dreams of collage .
well…nothings to regret.

1 year ago : one of the greatest years in my life . hanging out with my dearest friends . just started a new job and being full of speculations whether I can make it or not .

tomorrow : zabadany torture

5 Snacks I enjoy : Multesers . pizza . crab salad . yalangi . minies

5 bands & artists I like: Metallica . Linkin park . Evanescence . Bryan Adams . Michael Jackson
how weird

5 Things I'd do with $100.000.000: Get myself a new poursche (as if I have an old one) . buy a flat in the Golden Sand . fix my room . go on a cruise with my best friend who ought to start packing as he reads this . bank the rest till im poor again

5 Places I would run away to: My sweet face . the garden of my former institute . the Golden Sand . my bed . Italy .. don’t ask me why Italy I just felt like it.

5 Bad habits I have : biting my lips . being paranoid about myself . forgetting arabic words . obsessing about things I already bought . sometimes spending money when I don’t have it

5 things I like doing : reading, especially Harry Potter . listening to music . singing . walking in the rain . hanging out with my friends .

5 TV Shows I like : Friends . Becker . Grandizer . Animals Olympics . Scrubs

5 Movies I like: Harry Potter I , II , III . Finding Nemo . Pretty woman .

5 biggest joys at the moment : going out with my friends . being appreciated . getting thinner . my hair . trying new food

the Golden Sand is Alrimal Althahabia in Tartus..i just love that place...

but now i have no idea who to tag..
well...anyways.

I'm here now

Hey there all bloggers
I’m here at last . thanks to my dearest bestest (sometimes I like to use my own English. never mind) one ever Grayfox .
I’m sitting here in my office listening to Fairuz from the nearby PC with my head almost empty. So anyways the pixies are in the basket now and I just started.

the first attempt