Lunacy Glee

This is my life. I find it worth living.

No more complains and No more tears =) February 27, 2007

Filed under: No more, friends — Lunacy Glee @ 5:45 pm

I woke up today with a smile on my face. I cherished everything around me and decided to look ahead instead of looking back. I made up my mind to enjoy all that is given to me. This however did not last long. Again something slapped me in the face. Taking me back to all my agony. Why is it that whenever I try to rise something pulls me back?

 

You know what, I’m not gonna complain anymore. For this isn’t helping. Somehow revealing my feelings make me feel bad instead of feeling better.

 

الشكوى لغير الله مذلة

 

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To my friends “elly amooT 3laihom”:


I know you guys care about me. I know that you would do anything to help me. I want you to know that I never blamed you or will ever blame you for not being able to help me. Yekfeeny enny a3arf that I have friends like you. I’m just so grateful to have you all. One more thing I want you guys to know; I Think The World Of You.
Feeling that you guys are by my side makes all those hardships seem like nonsense.

 

Love You All

 

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I miss smiling =D

 

"The whole system must sleep torpid a while." February 26, 2007

Filed under: Uncategorized — Lunacy Glee @ 4:18 pm

 

All I want is my peace of mind. Is that too much to ask for??!!
I’ve always believed that ra7at el-ensaan aham shay. Bss raa7ty seems to be so hard to reach. I don’t even know wain ra7ty =(
I’m so confused and elly ye8har that no one around me 7aas feeny. They are all wondering what happened to me all of a sudden. They keep telling me its fatra o bet3addy.
Oh, how I wish for someone to get me out of this deep dark hole.
I wish that someone would take my hand and guide me to the right direction.

 

They say crying makes you feel better, well I cried a lot but it didn’t make me feel any better. The more I cry, the weaker I feel. The weaker I feel, the deeper I sink.

 

Everyone is surprised, “how come you feel this way? Since when?” They have no idea whats going deep inside of me. I’ve always kept my feelings to myself, locked them in and gave the key to no one but one dear friend. Today my dear friend isn’t here. My dear friend isn’t by my side. My dear friend can’t hold my hand. My dear friend can’t wipe my tears. My dear friend can’t cure my wounds. Oh, how much I need you my dear friend.

 


ENOUGH

 

Source Review – Nerve Racking !! February 24, 2007

Filed under: Dr Roger, PI — Lunacy Glee @ 12:30 pm

 

This source evaluation shit is killing me.
This is the second time for me to do it. Dr Roger *smokes from rage* asked us to do it ALL over again because what, >We didn’t meet the required criteria<. We (our team; The Costellos) decided to do it again just so that he would quit criticizing us in front of the whole class. I’m telling you people, this guy hates us.
I was thinking about this yesterday and all of a sudden the reason hit me. The fact that our team did very well without his aid just irritated him, for all the other teams m6ay7een 3enda. And now that we made a mistake, its revenge time.

 

Anyhow, today i started to seriously work on this thing and after reaching a very advanced point with evaluating an article, I discovered that its talking about diabetic animals. This teaches me to read the whole piece instead of just reading the abstract – late lesson!!

 

Are you wondering what am I gonna do now?
Nothing, I’ll just carry on with this article and focus on the part that talks about Diabetic people and let Dr Roger yenga3 coz this is the only thing he is gonna get.

 

Source Review

 

Welcome to my humble page February 21, 2007

Filed under: Welcome, counseling sessions — Lunacy Glee @ 7:36 pm

 

I’ve always wanted to have my own page to fill it with whatever my heart can’t endure; my mind can’t perceive but yet my fingers can sketch.What a dramatic intro, huh?

 

Well, it has been a very gloomy day. I cried 3an sena kamla!! I just reached a point where I can’t hold it in anymore.

 

I don’t wanna talk about what happened or go into any details because I’m sick of the subject. I’m sick of everyone lecturing me. Suddenly, everyone seems to know better. A call for those who are paying loads of cash for shrinks, “I’M GETTING FREE COUNSELING SESSIONS HERE!!”