5 Downloads of the Month

1- 24-25/ Kings of Convenience

2- Balulalow/ Sting

3- A Life Less Ordinary/ Ash

4- Folding Chair/ Regina Spektor

5- There are Many Ways to Die/ Morten Harket

Memoirs, next to a fridge

I have been here for a while, or at least I believe so. Should I make conclusions? Should I drive myself to places that make more sense to where I am at this very particular moment in my life? Should I respond differently to the disgusting word "3o2balak" (Trans: Hopefully it will happen to you, or something like that)?

Is there chocolate?

My favorite place in the house after my room, is the kitchen. I did most of my studying there, by the fire from the stove, that once, aged 11, caught my hair and turned it into white ashes while I was sleeping by it. But let's not drift away from the subject.

The window from the kitchen sees my childhood friend "M" and his crazy family with weird names. Given the above, me being in the kitchen a lot caused me quite some trouble. Many thought I used to stay there in order to stare at "M"'s sisters when they used to go out in the balcony. I did not. Really.

I think both of his sisters are married now, whilst "M", is currently living in Alexandria. And since I am talking about him, a rush of memories comes back to life in my head. Me, him and a few others were that crazy gang from the age of 11 to 13 . We used to meet up on his building's rooftop to watch people's lives through windows and balconies. (Lives, women taking off clothes or whatever..)

I look back at myself and try to recognize this kid. No recollection whatsoever.

Winter is almost here. The oven looks tempting..

A Picture and A Thought

the beast?

She Hasn't Given Up Talking

She talked about how the world is too small
She talked about how her hands were too big
She talked about how her best friend has changed
She talked about how her fling loved her new shoes
She talked about how the speakers in my room were creeping her out
She talked about how many magazines I should get rid of
She talked about how my hair has a personality of its own
She talked about how much I've lost weight in the past few days
She talked about how stupid my mind was
She talked about how big my heart is


She asked me to take anger management classes
She talked about how my cough scared her to death
She asked me to sing her "Say Goodbye"
She talked about how much she cried the first time she's heard it from me
She talked about how I should smile more
She talked about how she should drink less


She started talking about how bad it was when I abandoned her
I said my first word...

5 Downloads of the Month

Alright here's a monthly section in my blog where I advice with a few songs that I personally think are worth listening to:

1- Song Beneath the Song/ Maria Taylor

2- Little Bird/ Imogen Heap

3- New Romantic/ Laura Marling

4- Killing in the Name Of/ Rage Against The Machine

5- Ray Gun/ The Bird & The Bee

To The Night - pt.1

I'm in no position to complain to you

I'm in no position to inform you

about everything that I have been

and everything I am now.

I'm in no position to keep rambling on

about how times could be sweet and tough

I'm in no position to shape my melancholy to you

You are dim enough.
 

True. I can catch no horizon

in your never ending black

and your life, I never chose

For your strength, I lack.

Yet, I'm in no position to lose hope in you

for times, nothing else was there

I speak to you, about it all

and for your dark humor, I prepare.
 

My silence, you understand

and for else, you do not care

I'm in no position to give up on you

I do not dare.

Highway Miracle

No humans at any sight, far or near.




Food was present.




From dusk till dawn, and from dawn till the first lines of morning.




If I could compliment the sky, a million years would not be adequate.




And with the sounds of Schubert, Verdi, Azure Ray and Enya ...



... my dream was complete.

A Picture and A Thought

truth?

A Decision

I have finally decided, to release an EP.

Tried and true, it will mainly make up the last year of my life. A few words to say, they will be. They're simply songs, with no restrictions or else. I'm pretty sure it's not going to be Madonna's Ray of Light, but it sure will be Hany Mustafa's There's a Hole in The Wall But The Mouse Won't Get Away.

Don't analyze much, you're not going to get anywhere, pretty close to where I am.

But nowhere is a fine place, really..