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Misconceptions cleared.

You may think that you know better than I do
That's just because, most of the time, I pretend I don't know
Because I enjoy listening to you explain things to me

I may seem boring, I may have nothing new to say or do
Well why don't you give me a hand with this
You know I can always make you laugh. It's the thing I do best.

Maybe what I do is not interesting to you anymore
But if you look at it from where I stand, you'll realize the beauty I see
Just like I still see the beauty in you

When everything about you makes me feel blue.

Song:
Norah Jones - Turn Me On

Everything?

and then you become my habit
and then you become my love
and then you turn into a smile
and probably an angel from above

and then you become the light
and then you become a fan
and then you give me sight
and then you show me that i can

and what if i don't mind?
what if i don't care?
what if i decide to turn blind?
is life even that fair?

and then you become the future
and the song i always sing
and then you become my torture
and then you become everything

song:
Dave Matthews Band - Crash Into Me

Chronic

It's like a pimple that hurts, it's annoying and it's not on a part of your skin where you'd like it to be. It's chronic, painful.
You feel the urge to scratch it, and the more you do, the worse it becomes.

But it feels good.

Song:

Muse - Feeling Good

An Infamous Encounter

He turned around and said "what if I slap you on the face right now?"
"why would you do that?"
"because I feel like it?"
"Well, as long as it won't hurt" and she smiled.
He smiled back, then he took her hand and started walking along the pavement by the Nile.
They never looked back.
She took a sneaky glance at his face while they were walking. A glance that said "I love you, for everything that you are, and everything that you do"
He pretended as if he didn't notice that glance, and he could feel a wide grin within his soul as he took a deep breath of fresh, Nile-enriched air.

He then noticed, that they were walking in the exact same place where, almost 3 years ago, he realized that he was falling for her.
Things always happen for a reason.
She was his reason.

Was his reason.


Song:
Louis Armstrong - What a Wonderful World

I am Real

When I need to write the most, I can't find the words. Words have been failing me for a while now. So I've decided to just write, and hope for words to come along.
Two concerts back to back last night, too many mixed feelings, happiness, pride, success, pain, confusion, anger, disappointment, bla bla bla
It's draining me.

I came across a quote that made real sense to me at the very moment. Unfortunately I don't know who came up with it:

"Being happy doesn't mean that everything is perfect. It means that you've decided to look beyond the imperfections."

I want to feel happy by default, I believe each person creates his/her own reality, and hence fits that reality into his/her life the way it should be. Happiness then becomes a result.
My happiness is different than yours, simple things, actually the simplest things make me happy. Small gestures, smiles, friends, intimacy.

I make my own reality, my reality is real, my life is a journey and I'm driving, I take the turns I want and hence take responsibility for my decisions, and if i go through a road and it's bumpy, I drive slowly till I'm through, and if it's a dead end, well, then how else will I have known?
I'm real

I'm real


Song:
John Butler - Better Man

Pretend

that I'm just another passerby
that the streets are empty, brightly illuminated and smooth
that you are able to do whatever it is that you please
that she isn't depressed, hence her smile is real
that both of them live in a bubble, and they like it
that they are just happy the way they are
that he is lost, and she is his salvation
that he makes jokes to hide something within
that she is too good for him, and he is weird
that you are waiting for me on a road i'm never going through

make believe what you pretend

Song:
Al Jarreau - Take 5

That Mask

So you get up on that stage and you think the world's going to change?

You try to sing some tunes and jump around in fake joy thinking "What the hell? they're just puppets and I'm in control!"

What if each and every one of those puppets is experiencing that same fake joy?
What if the music you play is their temporary painkiller?
How would that make you feel?

You put on that mask, and go on for the rest of the night....
"But I don't want that mask to grow into me"
So what if it does?
"I will then be someone else, not me"
So?
"I don't know......."

I don't know....


Third Eye Blind - Jumper

Storyteller

....and then you turn away, and everything becomes fine. You look at me differently and still I'm fine. Because I'm no longer that sorry excuse of a human being. Neither here nor there.

I'm myself from another point of view, a distorted point of view.
But should I care?

My mic smells like your breath, even though you've stopped singing our song. I have a new song of my own now, I sing it alone, and i still smile..... by myself.

I drive for hours, It drives me insane. I look at the people around me and I'm surprised they are still able to function normally. But they do, and I smile.

Can you recall the joy? the shear joy?
It's all I can think of. And it's painful.
Forget what I say.... I'm just a storyteller.

If I ask you to sing me a song for a change, what would it be?


Michael Buble - Home

A Random Post with no specific point

I've been away

exams, things.....

Lack of words, maybe?

Sometimes I feel like a little boy, I want to grasp every opportunity of fun and enjoyment that comes my way. Some people don't understand that.

Sometimes I disengage, in my own head, silence, and think of things that might make my life a bit different than what it is at the moment. Good different? Bad different? I don't know, just different.

I think I can handle anything, stress, pain, fuck-ups, extreme joy, excess passion, you name it. Because quite frankly, I'm not waiting for results anymore, I make my own results.

The past few weeks have been fruitful, Egypt winning the African cup again (3rd time in a row, 7th time in total), and it kind of makes me proud.

The feeling of success is amazing, it cannot be put into words.

Also, Salalem, my band, is going through a transitional "growing" phase at the moment and it looks promising, I'm psyched about what lies next.

And I have discovered that I have friends who, undoubtedly, make my days happier. It's a different kind of love.

I have one year left to become an Engineer, and quite frankly, i still don't know what I want to do next. I mean the outline is there, just not the content. It's scary, but challenges have always been one of my hobbies.

Now I'm on vacation for 3 weeks, I want to go back where the world stops. And I want to get on as many stages as I can, and perform. I want to see my parents and I want to be as productive as can be.

Join me.

Today's song is a song that describes me:

Metallica - Turn The Page

Shut down, Rest .... Restart

And suddenly i look it in the eye....and actually picture myself on the other end, waving back at me and probably smirking.

"Ey you!!

Wha?!"

flashback.....10 years ago

Who's that? do i know you?

So many people I've known, places i've been, in my head, in person...

things i've done

and it goes on

i close my eyes.....asleep but not asleep....I can hear them singing and dancing 10 feet away

I can listen to their conversations.....but they're just mumbles to me....and i drift.

I drift into a world of nothing....blankness and divinity all in one.

And for the first time in my 24 years, 6 months and 14 days... I was allowed to stop!

STOP thinking

STOP wondering

STOP remembering

STOP dreaming

As if my brain had been restarted, rested for 3 hours....and put back on again.

And I'm a new man.

Today's song:

Cold - End of The World (Acoustic)