Reply to arablady latest post :D Dated 1st of Dec.

Yes I totally agree that in today's world its much easier for a person (be it man or woman) to become homosexual. And thats not only in Arab world but in the whole world as all, again you do impress me with your mind. Your a very smart woman, too bad that your Arab (as if am not :p) well what I mean is that it's too bad your living in such place where your seen as object and worst you get evaluated as if your a silly project and as if you were born to be a housewife and a child birth machine. And ironically enough, after you've been used and abused in many ways then will just re-marry another woman while still keeping you to use and abuse under the religion name. Such a corrupt system, worst is when all become blind to not question or ask or even THINK of what is right and what is wrong. They are all busy of what is used to be, what a man did thousands of years ago should be done today? Stupid and silly but am seriously happy to read your blog and see you post boldly.

Myself on the other hand I can't express as you do arablady, simply cos' I get extremely emotional and start cursing on everything which at the end of the day pisses everyone off leaving a no win situation. I also admire the ability of not having a comment option on, well for me I'll leave it on for as many haters I get, I feel way better inside :D

Okay my week is going to be busy with final exams, just wanted to let you know that and soon will post again. Till then take care =)

Why Islam world would always stay backwards from the rest!

As a Muslim women, I have the right to comment on the teacher that named a teddy bear Mohammed. for full story click here.



Okay first let me tell you how we MUSLIMS are so STUPID and BACKWARDS!



We MUSLIMS are so UNGRATEFUL and EVIL. We are the bones of SATAN and seriously what is happening today through ISLAM to others is what REAL ISLAM made of. I don`t give a fuck on what others would say about me, this has gone way too far.



I mean for god sake it was just a fucking TEDDY BEAR, a teddy bear. I know there is a lot of kids out there who call their dolls AISHA or FATIMA why don't a shit head stopped them. And seriously come on now, Mohammed is NOT NOT NOT a copyrighted name or even a trademark. There are zillions out there named Mohammed, why are we so dumb I mean our prophet had another name beside Mohammed which is Ahmed, fuck you all god fuck me with you coz I call myself Muslim. Seriously Islam is the biggest joke of the world. I`m so bothered of such news, please grow up and think outside the minds you call brain.


 

I'm still having my dark days: as a woman. I'm still swimming deep within my thoughts of finding reality and what it really means! I'm helpless at the moment thats why I can't help others, not the kids nor the women. I aim to help myself first, only then I'd be able to reach out for others to embrace.

Life is not kind, and its not 'cos am evil or bad. Am as good as the word good means to me. The cruelty of life and mankind is all raising from lies. Lies thats old and new, lies that you hear and know everyday. Lies that you question silently inside you but not aloud. For the truth is only for those who lost it, those who are marked evil and judged to burn in another lie called hell.


Human beings are the most helpless creatures alive on the planet earth. Those creatures have small brains, small thoughts and small reasons. Those creatures love to fallow instead of lead and love to believe in something that they don't REALLY understand. Sadly am one of these creatures now, am a human in this lifetime. It's not a happy time or even a happy task to be a human!

I live like a machine and to others am just a broken project, ironically enough they are holding their breath for my fixing end.

Everything I see makes me cry; the man that cuts down tree branches outside my window makes me cry and the helpless children in the plan foster advertisement makes me cry. I’m so true and connected to nature and the world today and yet I so much want to keep the world outside. How could I live day to day complaining on silly issues when there is so much suffering and pain in this world? What can I do to help, am already able to see, am already able to feel and be connected to the world. I want to help others; I want to help children of all walks of life. I WILL HELP THESE CHILDREN

I need to breathe, am sick of being under everyone's charm and spell. Ever since I was borned, I was programed to believe into shit that doesn't matter anymore. And if I pull you from your neck and threw you into shit I've been through, you'd cry for mercy! you see thats why am me NOW and am happy!....

From time to time, I get a wired argue to start over. To clean my mess, and to clear my life with people that are mentally disturbed (believe me there are plenty of them)! Also to get away from those who don't seem to understand me, even if they tried. And with this aruge a decision must be made and an action must be taken. So I sit down with myself and scan the people I know in my life whether friends or mates, to check what did they bring into our share account of our relation.

So I sort these people out; some never gave in return and some took as much as they gave! Some love to stab me yet hold me as a friend and some loves to protect me till the end. Then I separate the good from the bad and I give permission for those good ones to stick around me. And the bad ones, I simply cross out! For life my friend is full of different people and different level of lessons that we must teach and learn from each other. Your job is to learn openly and give a unique lesson back then decide if you want to walk tougher or just walk alone with the lesson learned.

I don't know if am making any sense here but any ways am going through change and God I love change. I have opened a new chapter in my life, cleaned my act and paid my dues! I have walked out on some people I once called friends, I once cared for and even loved! Ironically they might not even know that I have walked on them, but with peace and perfect love I have! I embraced the experience I had with each of them knowing in my heart that am grateful for meeting such people and forever I'd be.

I have changed my contact number just in case they want to reach me. Yes I have cleared my act! Am start a new me, for that I had to decide what is my past and leave it behind my back, just walk on Sabra walk on. There is no way back!

But even with that, I kept a disturbed soul beside me, just for hopes of not being alone. Mmmm I wonder what loneliness really is! And this soul yesterday abused me, I took the phone and dialed 911 asked for police and the phone got cut. I hared sorry and please don't please! The operator called me back and I said it's ok I don't need the cops no more. Sabra, why can't I always get the job done. Just break of this prison and set myself free for I know no one is willing to save me. So I got to save me ....

One day, someday I will be so FREE ..

Do you remember Sabra? the girl who used to be so hyper at Friday's arrival! All that changed now and many more changes she has to embrace and welcome with wide arms. But I'm so tired of a world where you have to struggle to be someone; where you let joy pass you and love too, just so that you can be someone! Where you ignore those who hold you down just to have your full attention on being someone.

"Life is never fair!" I keep reminding myself whenever I want to hold my joys! You see, the people who bring me joy walk out on me easily, I run to them and I make my move but hey Sabra, let go for life is never fair!



I tried to get an appointment made today with my Prof. Peter and he said "You know your PUSHY?" I gave him one of my denial looks -wide eyes opened- he laughed and said "Lets be real, there is no need to pretend here. You know that you are a pushy person?"
"Yeah but!" I said, he stopped me right there and then saying: "You want to meet me for your career but you know that will be done next semester?" I said: "Yes I understand BUT I want to do it now" . "See Pushy!" He remarked!!!!!



I went out of the room and asked JoJo "Am I pushy? I mean I know am aggressive but pushy, how would Peter know that?"

JoJo said: "Yes you are pushy..... Believe me he KNOWS!" LOOL I know its always about me, but yeah I do care about others too..



Well yes I was hurt :p but at least I know that its one of my personnel traits not something that would just pop out of no where when am not sober, nah its in me. It might be genetics or maybe not! It doesn't matter as long as I don't harm others with my uniqueness :D

today i got the news that last night my cousin passed away! I miss her already long before I came here and now that am away it hurts knowing i wont see her again. She seriously touched my life in a way i would never forget. All i want to do is close my eyes but it hurts. Am so far away from their cries, therefore today i cry alone! RIP Aisha, in my heart you will always live on.....................................

Today I got board at Peter's class although he is my favorite teacher but eh he kept talking about numbers (Oh my I need help on that) .. Anyways I started drawing shit mmm okay I call it bites of my life, so I sketched some bites of my emotions and stuff ya know quick b4 Peter caught me in action (he was right behind my shoulder watching me thn yelled 2 find a circle on my screen) loool. Anyways, here are my sketch not perfect but original :p enjoy 'em and be warned some of them might represent moments with you in my life grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr ....

Oh my heart goes out to everyone back home .. I can't get any lines up here in Toronto, my dad called yesterday he said everyone is fine and that he can't reach my sister. I'm trying to call her and call my mother but no answer or no network!!!!!!!!! Am dead worried!!! This Gonu came out of nowhere, although they warned the locals and closed the city for 3 days and still we have lost many souls. Till now its 49dead and 32 not found (The numbers keep raising up!) oh my may all be well ... Here R some photos of the Gonu Aftermath :

Omani capital cleans up after cyclone

Death toll from Gonu rises to at least 35, with 30 missing
The Associated Press
Updated: 12:40 p.m. ET June 8, 2007

MUSCAT, Oman - This seaside city has long been renowned as one of the Mideast's prettiest, with a gorgeous mountain backdrop, a smattering of hilltop castles overlooking a sparkling sea, and a proud leader who rigorously tends to his capital city.
But on Thursday, Muscat came unglued. Cyclone Gonu romped through the tidy Omani city before heading north across the Sea of Oman and hitting Iran.
The postcard-perfect mountains that are the city's pride became its pain. Torrential rains poured onto the bone-dry peaks and then flowed into canyons and dry riverbeds that channeled the raging water directly into the city.
Bridges collapsed. Buses were piled in the wadis, the normally dry riverbeds that course through the city.
Muscat's lush palm and eucalyptus groves were blown over along with telephone and power lines. Even the normally sparkling blue sea, just off the crescent-shaped Muttrah Corniche looked like foamy chocolate milk.
Out on the sea, Gonu was downgraded to a tropical depression later Thursday, rapidly losing energy as it moved toward the Iranian coast. The storm was expected to spare Iran's offshore oil installations, which lie more than 120 miles to the west.
At least 35 people were reported dead, including three in Iran, and 30 more were reported missing.
In Muscat, residents spoke of a night of horror as turgid floodwaters ripped into their homes, carried off refrigerators and cars, and left their streets gouged by sinkholes and caked in shoals of mud.
Nidhal al-Masharafi, 31, hunkered all night on his rooftop with his wife and six children, with just the cell phone he gripped in his hand.
"The water broke through the walls. It came inside the house. It swept everything out," al-Mashrafi said, limping as he wandered the bank of a flooded wadi.
A half mile from his home, al-Mashrafi found his 2006 Subaru Outback, lying atop a taxi in the rapids of a new roaring river that slashed through his neighborhood.
From his rooftop perch, he said he saw floodwaters sweep 16 cars past, including a Ford Explorer which bobbed by with its headlights on.
"I called the police because I thought someone was still inside," he said. The Explorer could be seen Thursday resting upside down, half submerged.
Residents of the hard-hit neighborhood of al-Ghubra wandered along the banks of the temporary river, searching for their cars.
"I woke up today and my car was gone. I can't find it anywhere," said Humaid al-Harthi, 25, in a cream-colored dishdasha gown.
A few drivers desperate or foolhardy enough to drive across found themselves in rushing water up to their grilles. The crossing was the only entrance to an otherwise cut-off beachfront neighborhood.
Al-Harthi and other residents said it would take at least a year to restore the upper-class district.
Few doubt the city will regain its old polish.
Muscat is Oman's showcase capital _ the Geneva of the Middle East _ where the fastidious Sultan Qaboos has decreed that highways be swept daily and laws require homeowners to cover air conditioners with decorative boxes and wash their cars every two weeks.
In Gonu's wake, those homeowners were hauling soaked bedding and carpets from their concrete villas and piling it in the streets for the bulldozers busy clearing heaps of mud and rocks.
The massive cleanup was well under way as the sun popped out in the late afternoon and began drying Muscat off.
Workers with chain saws could be seen clearing downed trees while fleets of towtrucks went to work wrenching waterlogged cars and trucks from riverbeds.
Some sections of the city still lacked power and phone service a day after Gonu's eye had passed.
"I've never seen anything like this," al-Mashrafi said, a group of friends around him nodding solemnly. "But this is life. Anything can happen."

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التحرش وممارسة الجنس مع الأطفال كما ترويها متنصرة من المغرب

Hey arab lady..
I miss u too so u havent updated ur blog plus add me into ur nest blog and email me :p byes baby

There goes my life. All I could see is my dreams going up in a smoke! I stumble down on stairs, I smile "There goes my life!, my future, my everything.." "I love you daddy good night .."

Rola - 3an Eznak Ya M3allem

$omething 2 belly dance to.. A nice arabic song by Rola, enjoy :D

نوال السعدواي تواجه أحد المشايخ

Oh my god, I love this woman.. 2 u Arab lady :D

Guerrilla Mail - Disposable temporary e-mail address

Guerrilla Mail - Disposable temporary e-mail address

Check out this website. it offers free temporary email address that will expire within 15 min's!! Meanwhile you can reply and get emails within that time frame. Talking about advanced technology we now have a disposable temporary email address, but I wonder what you can use it for :D ...

Swahili Final Project - The Pimp

students talking in swahili after their final course :p

Swahili Song (Mapepe)

i love the singer he is a comdain actor, enjoy ...

Swahili Song (Regina)

nice video :D

Awaaaaaaaaaa * have dedicated this song to me and am loving it so much :D Thanks baby!

It has been 583 days since I last been home, I miss my family and friends. I miss my land and I miss my sand. I miss the beaches and I miss the sun, oh I miss everyone! I don't know when will I stop counting but god I wish if I was the one! I wish if I was the one who will go back to visit, to see their smile and feel the warmth between their arms. I don't even know how to approach my friends, god its been so long! Whenever I write them I end up not sending or canceling my message! O I just don't know what to say, its been so long and part of me is dead. Maybe they feel the same way, maybe they died on me too and maybe just maybe they wouldn't love the new me now!

Every time I think of going home, I push that idea far away! God I don't know how shock they will be, maybe after all I remained the same and they have changed!! I tried to get in touch with some of them but no answer on the telephone!!!! I remember the life I had back home, despite the bad side of it and the pain, there was a great deal of joy and pleasure. Yes I was a fighter, and yes I couldn't handle more of their crap thats why I turned my back on my own people. But that doesn't mean I stopped loving them, never ...

For 583 days I remembered what brought me here beside the education quest -well a girl had to come up with reasons for flying over- I remember what made me be the distanced girl who never showed up again not for a visit.

I always remember and laugh, sometimes alone and sometimes I pass the story along! Oh I miss you my homeland, I miss you so much. Miss stepping on the sand on my dad's villa, miss walking on the beach beside my Aunt villa and miss hanging out with friends who made me cry and laugh more times.

For 583 days am wondering of my visit back home, when will it be if ever ???? Now I pass cross some class mates who are dropping off summer semester to go visit their homeland and I then wonder "Sabra when will I get to visit???" ............... 586 days and I still wonder :-(

Awaaaaaaaaaaa I am facing a problem with my skate deck, the sticker is so thick and it allows air to create bubbles on the deck plus the colors peeled off I feel like killing some1. Will talk to Andrew tomorrow N see what he says meanwhile here is my skate deck sticker and the wood deck, I will upload my concept tomorrow :-) plus upload photos for my toy since Arab lady cant view it on flicker :p

A blank skate deck that I bought from Robby for $25 dollers ..



My final design printed on a sticker for $30 from Marko ..

A closer look at the size of both the sticker and the deck :-) ..


First I cut the extra line on the sticker ..

Oh my, I couldn't fix the bubbles problems on the edge!

Not only that but also the color started to peel off ~Eh Marko am gonna kill him~ but seriously he's hot lol :p

Well lets spary the deck with Acrylic Enamel paint spary to give it a great glossy finish, Marco said maybe then Andrew will give me extra marks ;) ~Finger Crossed~

Finishito am done and even though the bubbles r there yet still it looks like kinda cool :p (There is an Arabic saying that goes like "The Monkey looks like Gazelle in its mom eye" LOL ...

Here is my work on my CD cover so far for joe's class :

This is the front cover

The Backcover

& finally this is the label...

My toy factory project is done and the pics are uploaded at flicker, click here to view... I changed my mind on leaving on of my toy leg up instead both r on the ground...

It's going crazy in here, so intensive! The assignments all jot down tougher... Well anyways I've posted an ad on mandy.com -http://www.mandy.com/1/cast3.cfm?v=21371116- looking for actors for my short film and only in 3/4 hrs I got more then 25 responses (I guess maybe they loved the title!)... Am going nuts to bring them down and choose one, ehhhhh got to start shooting this week :'( and to finish the toy this week too and Peter's class group thingy, also I wanna do a stand up at yak yak's sometime soon. Oh my lots of stuff so little time.. Later world

P.S:
ArabLady I will email u soon & thanks for writing me.. Am happy to make ur day.

Here is my toy concept, a fairy warrior.. I might add the wings or maybe not, will see how it goes.

We had an advertisement project for Joe class where we were suppose to design an ad for any product that would be used in a magazine!

As a big fan for make up and females beauty, I decided to design an ad for M·A·C Cosmetics for the spring collecetion of 2007.

Here is the picture I've used in its original format, I got it from stock exchan website :

And here is the file after I've modifided :

• I added different colors to her lips, eye shadow and eyes.
• I have modified her top hair by cutting it.
• I have deleted her shoulders and her hair on bottom.
• Selected the shades from her face to color my vector shapes.
• Added a layer of grid and cut her face selection.
• Took MAC logo and inverted it to match my backgroud color.
• The description text is from MAC website for spring 2007. The header white text and the one in red is my own.

I am so pissed off (Grrrrrrrrrr) !!!! I did my advertisement project but was not able to print it in a glossy paper (Am flat broke for 6$) and so Joe said he will deduct some marks just to show me that am wrong for handing it in a normal paper!!!!

Why is the system so corrupted !!!! Specially Seneca College students privileges!!! At Humber College, students get to print FREE 100 pages per month (Hey its their privilege!) but at Seneca we have to pay 10 cents PER NON-COLORED PAPER and 1Doller for Colored paper beside that if you want it on a glossy paper you ought to pay 5 bucks more....

I don't understand how they expect us to hand in a perfect job on our assignment and treating us as if we are employers in industry. Employers get paid to do their work or to print their work on a glossy paper but students on the other hand try as hard as possible to lend money from here and there to make our ends meet!

Now in case you don't get in line with the high quality of handed projects then you lose marks??? Why ??? Simply because your broke to pay 6dollers for a printing job!

I understand its the teacher right to request a paper type for a specific project but where is our student right to get these stuff at lowered price! And where is our right as students to get FREE printing jobs even if its limited by numbers!

At Newham Campus on third floor there is a class room that has a FREE colored and black/white printer for Fashion and General Ed. students .. Why can't we have such an option??? don't we meet on same soft wares ...

Eh got to demand a change at least if not for myself and my fellow students then for the new comers who will be more then delighted to enjoy their privilege of becoming a Senecian!

To Arab Lady ..

I don't see a need for you to delete your blog, you can still keep on posting regardless of having the comments option on or off! I understand how deep is your anger toward the Islamic world, I have been there and been through it all, it's okay.

You don't know how much your blog is important to us Arab females, you stand for our right and you reflect on problems that Arab women face. Your blog is very real, that's why there will be a lot of haters standing on your face, simply 'coz you reflect the truth and so I wish and hope you find the courage within yourself to keep on writing and telling the truth through your the blog.

I have also read your post regarding Islam, dear, I understand and know your pain. I know how you feel but you have to keep on remember that men in our region tend to turn to religion to control women and yes that's so sick and so unfair. I wish if you had the chance to get out of that part of the world and live in the real world; where no one is trying to control you or control your soul. But again if that happened who would deliver these insights to the world. Keep it up Arab Lady & keep it real.

Ah my life ... What is happening to my life? I miss my home, my family , my land! It's been so long since I'm in T.O and for what???? Education!

I mean I left everyone behind me (& I mean it Everyone!) just to start all over where no one knows my name!

Hell it's been a year and half since I've moved here and now I want to go to any other place! Not Oman, nah I hate my homeland already - too many issues to deal with over there - I don't know I need to start all over again but of course I can't do that till I finish my program at Seneca College. By then I will be able to stand without leaning on my father's back.

I am so sad these days, I can't sleep, can't think and can't stop complaining about life ??? I have done myself wrong with my bad choices and now who is suffering? Just me, myself and I ... It's hard to make a face, a happy face and it's harder to keep a smile, a fake smile ... I truly miss my old self: my inner side that I've lost. That part of me is buried deep inside, through pain and choices I've made in hopes of being mature but that's not where my happiness lays .. I look at the mirror and say "Sabra, sometimes a lie is the best thing!" could it be the best thing !!!!

Toy Factory ..

Our next assignment is to design an original toy!!! I have brain stormed some ideas for the face of my toy, but haven't decided on which one to use yet. I might draw more but once I know what the face will look like then I could draw and build my toy character and decide if it will be just a toy or an action figure :p ..

Here is my assignment details and my rough skatechs:

Project name:
Toy Factory : Starting with the ground work in 179 and applying skill learned to date from some 1st semester classes, Theory about design composition, methodology, and typography covered in 133, the basic use of raster and vector programs, file formats, scanning, organizing assets, planning for other media covered in 101.
This project will continue student’s exposure to a creative communication workflow. Plus enforce the development process of combining skills from other class then recreate what one finds in a complete creative package.

Specifics:
• Development of assets, this finished project will be content for future semester assignment.
• You are required to meet deadlines and conduct this project yourself and all contact in a professional matter.
• Knowledge learned from previous class addressing; font selection, graphic elements, layout, file formats,crossover of elements from other art mediums must be considered.
• The client target toy collectors
• Final output: physical super sculpy toy sculpture, painted with package prop, with each step documented
• Design is design ..if the art shows it standing it must stand I suggest creating a base
• SIZE students choice
• Budget: Plan $30.00 for your pakage printing
• Blog: Document the process from start to end, your blog must include photos, budget cost, break down of time, images of working files.plus all hand drawn ruff notes.
• Invited: Another dimension that you will not find at any other college or even programs here is I have invited several industry friends to check out your production blogs as you complete this assignment. They have been around for along time , know this is only your 2nd half of the program, but they are really interested in see how this DMA program is teaching and would like to see what students are doing. SO..to answer several studentshave question “whats the point of a blog” and documenting class assignments, this is the reason.

Theme and Style: DO your research, but this is open ended

Submission: Via students production Blogs and flickr accounts

Due Date: each section will have TBA due dates

Total: 20% of student’s final grade

Grade structure: ( all images uploaded to blog’s with detailed postings and flickr accounts )
5% Concept Art

Research on super sculpy methods
Include the following drawing > ¾ - drawing, Side, Front, Back and Close-up of detailed area
10% Production Color study using the Side, Front , and Back drawings. Create 2 color renderings( minimum for final paint Action Concept drawing using the final color choices
Sculpture design each step must me documented with photos and descriptive postings

• Wire or base starting form
• ¼ completed
• ½ completed
• 100% completed
• Baking stage
• After baking
• Paint process (acrylics only ) each step must me documented with photos and descriptive postings
• Base coat
• ½ completed
• 100% completed
• 5% Package design
• Package design
• Final assignment staged photo shoot with packaging

All student work will be on display for the April NINJA PUB

My Skatechs so far :-

Finally I was able to scan all the research and the skatches I've done for my roller blade tag book :

I went to downtown on last monday and choose my roller blade that my tag will be based on, here is a photo :

I will scan some of my skatches for the tag later on today from college along with my research =)

I went to yak yak's on Friday and hell it was an amazing night, if not for losing my cell phone! But even with that I didn't stopped and cried (Oh wait I did cry! I cried a lot too!) .. What am trying to say here is that life still goes on and on, it doesn't stop just coz you lost your cell phone or brain cells. Any ways, I had a good time at the yak yak's and am sure going again; only this time I will make sure its all black comedian night eh!

I've set up my flickr account for Andrew's class, I will be using it to upload the photos I take around town.

I wanna thank Arab Lady for stopping by here, it's a pleasure to have another Arabian chick bouncing with me on blogger, so keep on visiting and I will post more (I promise!) ..

Click Me ..

In a poor zoo of India , a lion was frustrated as he was offered not more than 1 kg of meat a day. The lion thought its prayers were answered when one day a Dubai Zoo Manager visited the zoo and requested the zoo management to shift the lion to Dubai Zoo. The lion was so happy and started thinking of a central A/c environment, a goat or two every day. On its first day after arrival, the lion was offered a big bag, sealed very nicely for breakfast. The lion opened it quickly but was shocked to see that it contained few bananas. The lion thought that may be they cared too much for him as they were worried about his stomach as he had recently shifted from India . The next day the same thing happened. On the third day again the same food bag of bananas was delivered. The lion was so furious; it stopped the delivery boy and blasted at him,' don't you know I am the lion...king of the Jungle..., what's wrong withyour management? What nonsense is this? Why are you delivering bananas tome? ' The delivery boy politely said, 'Sir, I know you are the king of the jungle ... but... you have been brought here on a monkey's visa!!! Moral of the Story .... *Better to be a Lion in yourown country than a Monkey elsewhere*