Bahloul Corner

طبعا كثير منا إذا مش كلنا بنستخدم السيارت بشكل يومي سواء كسائقين أو كركاب، وكثير من التصرفات العبيطة اللي بنشوفها كل يوم واللي بتدل على أنانية وعدم اهتمام أو اكتراث بالغير وعلى عكس المقولة أن حريتك تنتهي عندما تبدأ حرية الآخرين، يعني أنا دايما بروح بسيارتي على البيت بلاقي بالشارع سيارات صافة على اليمين والشمال، مش هون المشكلة، الفكرة إنو في ناس أولاد حلال بتلاقيهم صافين مزدوج يعني بالعربي مش ظايل بالشارع إلا ممر لسيارة صغيرة وضاويين رباعي، شايفين الاحترام ضاويين رباعي…!! عن جد مغلبينهم، مش إنهم مسكرين الشارع … لأ … ولا إنو على بعد 50 متر في مكان يصفو فيه …. برضو لأ…. وطبعا يا ويلك يا ظلام ليلك إذا بتزمر لواحد فيهم، بيرمقك بنظرة إنو لويش بتزمر ما هايني ضاوي رباعي… ما بتفهم إنت معنى الرباعي… طبعا هدا إذا ما أكلتلك مسبة إنت واللي أعطاك الرخصة اللي ما بفهم طبعا. يا الله وينتا رح نصير شعب عندو شوية زوق وأخلاق. حسبنا الله ونعم الوكيل.

ودمتم….

قوانين الواجب :
1 - أذكر اسم من طلب منك حل هذا الواجب.
2 - أذكر القوانين المتعلقة بهذا الواجب.
3 - تحدث عن ستة أسرار قد لا يكتشفها من يقابلك للمرة الأولى.
4 - حول هذا الواجب إلى ستة مدونين، وأذكر أسماءهم مع روابط مدوناتهم في موضوعك.
5 - اترك تعليق في مدونة من حولت الواجب عليهم، ليعلموا عن هذا الواجب

So Tagged by Hisham this time,

1. I am very young, every one see me for the first time think that am in 28, 29 while I didn’t complete the 25.

2. Every one think that am shee5, while am just try to be multazem.

3. I am so simple and direct to the point.

4. I have a blog :p

5. I have a funny spirit.

6. I am fallen in lo… .

And since am always the last one who do the tag I will not tag any one.

Before about more than a month, noura asked me to write some thing about the evil side in my character, because she thinks that what I have written about my self makes me like an angel, so this is one story about how I become in the evil mode and how I am behaving when I am like that.

In the last year at university we were asked to choose our graduation projects which were introduced by the department on competition criteria, so if you have the higher grade you have the best chance to choose what you want, me and one of my colleagues were working on our project before that and asked one of the doctors to put it on his list, when the projects were listed many of our colleagues looked at our project and wanted it, even I told them that this project for me and I worked on it, of course my grades were not that wow, so I couldn’t win the competition in a legal way. So I asked one of the colleagues who was the second on the class to choose my project and me will choose the project he wanted in front of the class in the meeting we did to put the projects upon the competition , and that’s what happened exactly, but on the papers each one of us put the project he wanted without any one know until the final list announced with me and my colleague names were listed on our project, it was a shock for many guys and they were very angry, but for me it was my right and I have to get it any way.

W salamtkom

first of all sorry guys for being disconnected for many time, it was a so difficult period and i think it is still at the beginning but I will do my best to make it pass, any way this is my post after the disconnection so look at what i like .

You’re Les Miserables!

by Victor Hugo

One of the best known people in your community, you have become
something of a phenomenon. People have sung about you, danced in your honor, created all
manner of art in your name. And yet your story is one of failure and despair, with a few
brief exceptions. A hopeless romantic, you’ll never stop hoping that more good will come
from your failings than is ever possible. Beware detectives and prison guards bearing
vendettas.

Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.

Always like this, am late as usual always but I promise jumana to do that and here ii go:

1. I have many kind friends in my blog who am really being lucky to know them, Naryat, Hisham, Jumana, Bra2, Noura, Hedaya, Razan and Qabbani, thanks for you all.

updated: i miss some one here, sorry mala2e6 you are always one of my best friends here

2. I am so social person, and think that when am setting with some one for the first time, I will know some one who he knows.

3. Also I am a so sympathy person, my tears always being dropped easily, especially when I remember my passed friend sultan, I will tell you about his story later.

4. I have many names the people called me with, Mohammad, Abu zuhair (because of my father name), Abu noureldeen and bahloul (my family name).

5. I love to read poems.

6. I wish if I can be awake for 48 hours without sleep.

7. My best moments when am walking with my closed friends in front of my university.

8. I am an electrical/ communication engineer.

9. I like to share with the sea all my thoughts.

10. And at last I believe in Simple.

I found this nice story between my papers and I’d like to share it with you.

An expert on the subject of time management was speaking to a group of business students. As he stood in front of the high-powered overachievers, he pulled out a one-gallon, wide-mouthed jar, and set it on a table in front of him.

Then he produced about a dozen fist-sized rocks and carefully placed them, one at a time into the jar. When the jar was filled to the top and no more rocks would fit inside, he asked, “Is this jar full”? Every one in the class said, “Yes”.

Then he said, “Really?” he reached under the table and pulled out a bucket of gravel. Then he dumped some gravel in and shook the jar, causing pieces of gravel to work themselves down into the spaces between the big rocks. Then he asked the group once more, “Is the jar full?” by this time the class was onto him. “Probably not,” one of them answered, “Good” he replied. He reached under the table and brought out a bucket of sand. He started dumping the sand in and it went into all the spaces left between the tocks and the gravel. Once more he asked the question “Is the jar full?”

“No!” the class shouted.

Once again he said, “Good!” then he grabbed a pitcher of water and began to pour it until the jar was filled to the brim.

Then he looked up at the class and asked, “What is the point of this illustration?”

One eager beaver raised his hand and said, “The point is no matter how full your schedule is, if you try really hard you can always fit some more things into it!”

“No,” the speaker replied, “that’s not the point; the truth this illustration teaches us is this: if you don’t put the big rocks in first, you’ll never get them in at all.”

So what are the big rocks in your life?

لا أدري من أين أبدأ لملمة أفكاري أو مشاعري، فأنا أعيش حالة عجيبة من الرغبة في العزلة والخمول، أصبحت لا أريد شيئا سوى مرور الأيام واللحظات….

اليوم مررت من أمام الجامعة حاملا كل همومي وآلامي،لم أزرها منذ مدة، منذ أن غادر آخرهم، مررت وأنا أنظر لعلني أراهم كما كنت قد تعودت، كانوا يخففون عني، يشعرونني بأني ما زلت حيا بينهم أحيا بهم ويحيون بي….

شعرت اليوم بوعكة في داخل صدري، ألم تداخله ضيق في النفس، مع أني والحمد لله غير مريض، آه كم أنت متعبة، آه كم أريد أن أفهمك وأفهم من هم حولك…

منذ زمن لم أجد تفسيرا لذلك الشعور الطاغي، الجاثم فوق صدري وكأنه يكلمني بلغة أكاد أفهمها ولا أفهمها، أصبحت أشعر بالاعتياد بعد فترة، ولكنه ما زال يلاحقني….

أتى الربيع حينا فيا مرحبا به، ولكنني أراه مختلفا في هذه الزيارة عن زياراته الأخرى، لا أجد ما أردته منه، ولا أستمتع معه كمثل ما مضى….

مدونتي الصغيرة عذرا والعتاب حق، ولكنك من يستطيع احتمالي ولملمة أفكاري المبعثرة….

Yesterday I was so bored and so angry, many things happened in the work, but the most disgusting thing was that some one who am helping him in his work left me working and got his break time with out even telling me, that’s was a very bad thing, I don’t know how people thinks about such things, no responsibility and after all of that they have the “Senior Grade” and the very good evaluation because he is so related to the CEO, my team leader told me that he will talk with him but I told him that we have to tell his manager about this thing, because even when I called him on telephone he didn’t apologize for that.

After a long day in work I went to home, I was so tired and don’t want to talk to any body, my mom keeps asking me about what is happened with me in work, for me I don’t like to talk about work with my family so much, so I told her nothing just I am tired, she keeps asking from while to while and at last she was tired from that, this morning when I awake she asked me : “sho ray2 hassa ?” really I wasn’t but I told her yes, now am so relaxed, I use what I called ” Elwasfeh el s7rieh” , “Mshary and sorat hood”, so relaxing.

I’ve been tagged for the second time this week, this time from Naryat, so naryat I will do the tag as fast as I could because if I delayed it, I will not be able to do it. Now to the tag; I have to list three sounds that I hate so much, so let see;

1. The sound of metallic music, it is so horrible and makes my heart looks like so confused.

2. The sound of my colleagues in work when I am so concentrated in some thing or problem, our environment is open one and you can hear every one what he or she said easily.

3. the sound of the fan of the HB switch being on my last desk in company, imagine that you have a sound like (vnnnnnnnnn) all the day on your desk, it is so bad thing.

This is what I remembered it and I’ve tried not to duplicate any thing that bloggers mentioned before in this tag, thanks naryat and have a nice week end all bloggers.

Last thing, I want from you a favor not for me but for all Muslims, to write about Alrasul Alkareem and defend him in front of all who wants to attack him or his past, try to write some thing about his life that shows the good thing he did with all humans, I will try also to do that in the week end inshalla.