tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237657022012-01-20T09:48:29.555+02:00lubnanoreply@blogger.comBlogger2831100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-12203080243667962392011-12-28T22:57:00.004+02:002011-12-29T00:02:20.861+02:00

some people are by nature, givers. Others are takers. very rare are those that are a combination of both. If you usually give more than you take, then you're a taker, and vice versa. Only those that balance the two characteristics out are the ones that might be considered "going with the flow". I think i'm a taker, but I know my sister is a giver. That's why she's the good one in the family,

lubnanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-36345941767548107402011-12-20T20:21:00.004+02:002011-12-20T20:38:04.799+02:00

It is when you put complete confidence into someone, something or yourself.That's my understanding of trust. When you trust your decisions and things work out with you, you'd consider yourself smart. Otherwise, you would get angry at yourself (depends on how arrogant you are) but would still give yourself another chance.when you trust in something like your car's parking sensor, and get used to

lubnanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-74377659885231323522011-11-13T23:23:00.001+02:002011-11-13T23:35:40.529+02:00

It’s been more than ten years, and Jordanians still mourn his late Majesty. In less than 6 months, 4 Arab countries have been living residential turmoil, and we still mourn the one king that we had for long. Everyone from all around the world attended the one funeral, the whole world stopped and passed by Jordan. It’s even a shame to compare his reign to others. King Hussein of Jordan, Allah

lubnanoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-85454392857120182752011-10-12T11:06:00.007+03:002011-10-12T11:46:30.110+03:00

Don't go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first. -Mark TwainOctober 30th marked the beginning of a new exciting journey for me, I quit my job at Oasis500 and started Fanbase! A social media management company. Although I love saying what my company does, but I kind of want it to speak for itself with the reputation and achievements we'll be

lubnanoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-9066470262095019972011-09-27T13:19:00.001+03:002011-09-27T13:19:57.125+03:00

Oasis500, The Seed Investment Company in Jordan that I still work at as the Training Manager offers entrepreneurs of Jordan and the region a chance to attend the 6-day bootcamp. Now being the training manager here and the one running this show, I should be the first to attend. Training is to start at 8:30, and given that I never am or will be a morning person, it was hard for me to wake up early

lubnanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-20265719166845444332011-08-04T20:19:00.002+03:002011-08-04T20:22:12.125+03:00

I love my blog cuz I believe no one cares to read it. I can be a drama queen here.... And everywhere.August four, and I hate today.See you your stupid eminence

lubnanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-17362062799465286672011-07-25T13:02:00.001+03:002011-07-25T13:02:11.617+03:00

sometimes, you just get stuck and you don’t know what to write about. every now and then when i come here to check my blog, i feel sorry for how it’s being on hibernate for a good while. I still don’t have content, I'm in training at the moment, and trainings consume all my energy, but yesterday i watched this episode for Majdi w Wajdi and I cracked up! so it’s not wrong to share here:

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" يا أهل العراق، يا أهل النفاق والشقاق " لم أؤمن يوماً بمقولة إبن حجاج المشهورة عن أهل العراق إلا مؤخراً ... و اني أكن كل الإحترام لمن هم من اقربائي واصدقائي وهذا المكتوب ليس بعنهم ولا بشيء أهل العراق إني لأرى رؤوساً قد أينعت وحان قطافها، وإني لصاحبها، والله لكأني أنظر إلى الدماء بين العمائم واللحى. ثم قال: والله يا أهل العراق، إن أمير المؤمنين عبد الملك نثل كنانة بين يديه، فعجم عيدانها عوداً

lubnanoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-89520186525520666062011-05-18T12:03:00.001+03:002011-05-18T14:42:39.786+03:00

Age is such a powerful added value to the person. The more you grow with time, the more you get your eyes opened to many things you probably would never think are that important. Take for instance, health. I remember when I was young, I would be excited to get  a cold, not the runny nose of course but the funny Helium-like voice that you start speaking with, and the skip school aftermath. Then

lubnanoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-68107193062151637122011-05-09T16:26:00.001+03:002011-05-09T16:27:47.370+03:00

I burst out in tears yesterday after the recent of my car accidents. Khalas I can’t do it anymore! Not the accidents apparently, but the too much problems with and from the car a.k.a Almaza My most four famous car accidents are the following, from oldest to newest. 1. At home, I saw the rock, reversed to reach the rock, and hit the rock. 2. On neutral gear, at a red traffic. All peer cars

lubnanoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-20321558604493463232011-03-09T08:31:00.007+02:002011-03-09T09:11:23.530+02:00

My sister has a baby, her name is Sara. Sara is the only baby in the family, and the center of all love and emotions. Sara is turning two in May, and since my last visit to London in January, she's been growing smarter, funnier, cuter and more energetic than ever before. Apparently as she goes to the nursery and has too much energy to spare around, she's feeling lonely during the extra hours

lubnanoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-79818200287359275502011-02-27T11:04:00.000+02:002011-02-27T14:24:45.303+02:00

I'm just blessed to be working at a place where I really enjoy the environment, but what I hear from my friends is just crazy.Few people are happy at work in Jordan, literally few. Generally you would definitely hear comments like the below, if not all, at least two.1. Long working hours and no overtime payments.2. No raise and I've been working for two years now.3. Someone who does not deserve

lubnanoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-22752635416227744832011-02-06T12:18:00.001+02:002011-02-06T12:18:58.571+02:00

Feelings.. something  I know how to write about but block when have to deliver or talk out. I want to keep the identity of the person protected because it really is rare to find someone so respectful approach you with a case of love. I learnt of his interest in getting to know me, and he said it straight forward, and nothing is more of an adrenaline rush to a girl than when a guy tells her

lubnanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-76328511338813024052011-01-30T23:45:00.002+02:002011-01-30T23:48:28.946+02:00

Just in case I did forget January of 2011-I celebrated my birthday in England, first time out of Jordan on my birthday.-Tunisian president fled his country (on my birthday) with no dignity or respect and hated by his own people. -Egypt is on fire, wanting their president to step down as well.and the month is not over yet!Happy New 2011!

lubnanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-45414647678044558362010-12-31T20:23:00.012+02:002011-01-01T05:02:38.185+02:00

Jordan is a beautiful place for festivities, and for Christmas I think Fuhais is the right spot in the country. I haven't been there before today for this year, and I just realized they have erected two big Christmas trees, one at the city's entrance at Shaker's Circle and another way down town for the genuine Fuhaisis to enjoy.The latter is so beautiful, you park your car and look down to see

lubnanoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-31567308980934022722010-12-02T22:29:00.005+02:002010-12-09T18:44:16.261+02:00

1. The sound of chewing gum, especially those who chew and make sounds with tiny bubbles2. When having a cold, a person rubs his/her runny nose with the palm of the hand up and down.3. Burping 4. no comment5. no comment 6. Moving the feet in a constant motion, especially if that causes other sounds to the carrying furniture.7. Smoking in closed areas, or smoking in general.8. Smell of people who

lubnanoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-14555446432131663922010-11-29T23:32:00.000+02:002010-11-29T23:33:27.125+02:00

p.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica} p.p2 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px} is sitting in tranquility looking at the Christmas tree, that I think is very beautiful but how can you come into the house, look at the tree, and not even mention a word, just to have courtesy the least. some people are born rude, live

lubnanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-7825929378464816822010-10-27T00:26:00.001+03:002010-10-27T00:26:08.456+03:00

This is a sad post. “Do not make babies, if you can’t provide or be there for them”, we hear that phrase more often in our society, and I am one of those people who hate the irresponsible parents who bring children to a life where the housemaid is seen as a mother, or where the father hitting the mother is the daily TV series shown. Manmade mistakes are just annoying and careless, but

lubnanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-28375766301556124172010-10-20T10:49:00.001+03:002010-10-20T10:54:39.868+03:00

I got the news in a message from my darling mother who was trying to call me while I was in an evening business ceremony. People do get engaged and married all the time, it’s not a big deal and that’s what is actually annoying about it.. you don’t see love, or romance.. you just witness the cycle of life induced to take place because of the fear of society, fear of not finding a better match,

lubnanoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-88939384663125464712010-10-07T00:11:00.002+03:002010-10-07T00:59:18.917+03:00

I have an alarm clock. I have it scheduled to annoy me at 7am every morning, so I can start the process of waking up. Mind you I hate early morning wake ups. This last week, I couldn't wake up and I do not recall hearing my clock turning the radio on. I missed my 9am meeting with my boss because of my alarm clock. I woke up at 9am instead of be at the office at 9am. I decided that the next day,

lubnanoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-74392500912617312412010-09-06T07:48:00.004+03:002010-09-06T08:09:44.798+03:00

Tough is what i'd like to be, but emotions can control me easily at times. Just like a girl. like a regular normal girl.It's been haunting me for the last couple of weeks that he's leaving, especially because the deadline is approaching. It's not the fact that he's leaving for study that's bothering me, but the time period of our life that he's going to spend away from us. We're not young

lubnanoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-63347738061894630222010-08-28T00:46:00.009+03:002010-08-28T01:52:35.927+03:00

A random woman attending the Melbourne tournament asked Rafa a genuine question. It is by far my favorite celebrity- random person interaction.. and I just love how he reacted upon digesting what she just asked him. Wish we saw her face though! Maybe it would end up in a Cinderella kind of a story ... or the heck Reminds me of that kiss Casillas gave to his GF for that was cute too. Update:

lubnanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-55185513484258137132010-08-08T01:13:00.004+03:002010-08-08T01:39:48.273+03:00

I was more of a blogger in the past than I am now.I found the world of blogging so fascinating that I was very committed to engaging myself and finding it consuming my time more and more. Till one day, I stopped.Like many other things in my life, I miss blogging. Sometimes :) I made a few friends from the blogosphere, that became cyber friends only, but it's still nice when you think of it.I was

lubnanoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-71248502279262626092010-07-14T00:22:00.006+03:002010-07-14T00:33:47.757+03:00

I do mourn a lot on Her Eminence!It is starting to creep me out :)She died on her son's birthday.. She died after one daughter's miserable death. She died and left another daughter who unmarried, and is going to live alone in the big house, with her mother's empty room and her sister's empty room. A daughter who's going to live in the Family house, with no family.A son with his birthday cake left

lubnanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-68774400983849477232010-07-09T21:39:00.004+03:002010-07-09T21:48:44.468+03:00

My mom is the ultimate TV person. This made me the exact opposite.She watches turkish soap, star academy, everything arabic, day and night.She can't sleep without having her TV on and loud.I grew up hating that, hating tv, hating the loud volume, and it made me sit less in the living roomor watch much with my mom, or even use the TV.Anyhow, I was just watching LBC news, and mom has been asking me

lubnanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-14016377454446133422010-07-03T23:23:00.002+03:002010-07-03T23:28:58.180+03:00

is reading a book that's depressing me.Girls of Riyadh. Sad truth.My cousin just lost her new born baby who was diagnosed with heart problems and openings and such. She had a name, lived for two weeks and I feel so sad about it. Her burial tomorrow in the lands of freedom and opportunities that I hate.Speaking of lands I hate, I hate syria. Given the fact that I returned today from there. I have

lubnanoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-5546468258923531922010-06-22T23:51:00.008+03:002010-06-23T00:28:18.985+03:00

Unplanned, I just happened to be in sweden while their Crown Princess was to get married.Everyone was out and about in Sweden, I haven't seen Stockholm this alive and filled with people any time in my previous visits to this beautiful part of the world. When I first reached this time, I smelled the expected fresh air, saw the beautiful blue skies, and just felt like at home.. waiting to reach

lubnanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-64134451088165871232010-05-29T21:23:00.004+03:002010-05-29T21:46:17.342+03:00

"I can really use a wish right now"It's the last hour now; we're having a full day workshop [7:30 am- 10:00 pm] for a week starting today. Can't wait for the upcoming days!It's been a one crazy morning. I missed the first hours of the schedule, so my genuine boss tells me "How can you miss your wedding", this is our fiesta at Meydan and no matter what your excuse might be, you can't miss your own

lubnanoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-54271281504888706502010-05-24T21:42:00.001+03:002010-05-24T21:46:21.920+03:00

lubnanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-30784467281737382602010-05-21T01:20:00.011+03:002010-05-21T12:50:13.818+03:00

'In Jordan, my late husband King Hussein was the first Mideast leader to recognize that landmines do not provide security, but instead threaten innocent civilians and hinder development. In 1993 he called for a mine-free Jordan Valley by2000. Sadly, he did not live to see this goal realized, but we successfully led Jordan to sign the Mine Ban Treaty in 1998 andcompleted the destruction of our

lubnanoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-82789884170540923892010-05-19T16:01:00.002+03:002010-05-19T16:12:26.513+03:00

Oh I have a lot to say was thinking of my time away I [should've] missed you and things weren't the sameCause everything inside it never comes out rightAnd when I see you cry it [should] makes me want to dieI'm [apparently not] sorry I'm bad, I'm [also apparently not] sorry I'm blueI'm [not] sorry about all the things I said to youAnd I know I can't take it backThis time I think I'm to blameIt's

lubnanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-64380762721202878492010-05-17T00:58:00.007+03:002010-05-17T01:28:39.275+03:00

I just remembered the dream. Now that I did, I think it's hilarious! so let's start with : hahahahahahahahaha[real life] Queen Rania showed on Oprah for the second time a few weeks ago, and as I have recently learnt that Queen Noor is on twitter, I've been thinking of how the spot lights are no longer directed on her. I keep on relating that to the fact that because her husband (whether a king

lubnanoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-2283844731026931522010-05-16T12:16:00.005+03:002010-05-16T13:08:58.956+03:00

I've been talking to many last night and getting to meet a lot of people in a very short time is very interesting and an eye-opener.Some are already familiar with the snakes we're having around the house. One caught chilling on Marwan's car while he was driving it was like right in front of him sizzling :s What made the occasion worse was the fact that mom was in the car with him, so the drama

lubnanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-70403992419600777452010-05-14T00:31:00.004+03:002010-05-14T00:56:58.571+03:00

alot has been going, and I'm working like crazy.Meydan Launch is in two days, and we've been running like chicken around the office. I've sent trillion invitation emails till this day, and have done so much on finishing up with website.I love being over occupied, it gives me a sense of accomplishment and an over all stability in time, emotions, resources and values. In simple terms, I love what's

lubnanoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-62890369415543128762010-05-04T09:33:00.000+03:002010-05-04T09:34:37.845+03:00

lubnanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-401489265438782442010-05-02T22:31:00.005+03:002010-05-02T23:05:54.949+03:00

Prolitarism VS. Bourjouism Photo Courtesy to Basem Sayej. "No I do not mind, and I'm sure 'Mubarak' the Egyption office boy won't mind either. This picture really shows how each party is in race for the same goal, each with all it has"

lubnanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-84880737737043471292010-05-01T01:19:00.003+03:002010-05-02T09:51:27.990+03:00

I find this a very disturbing ad by Orange. Putting a phone inside a woman's mouth. Seriously?like how about you eat the phone and shut up? or how about you just swallow your words in? or what exactly?Twitter Feed Update: Lubzaa: http://ow.ly/1FI1w @orangeHamzehLattouf: RT @Lubzaa: http://ow.ly/1FI1w #orange #Amman#JOLubzaa: RT @HamzehLattouf: RT @Lubzaa: http://ow.ly/1FI1w#orange #Amman #JO

lubnanoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-41970561513308949482010-04-27T11:38:00.002+03:002010-04-27T11:39:12.280+03:00

lubnanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-133612553487354652010-04-26T12:13:00.003+03:002010-04-26T12:17:46.847+03:00

Is it just now that I noticed this or is this just great from Gmail?

lubnanoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-48995689449760725282010-04-26T08:28:00.004+03:002010-04-26T08:42:56.046+03:00

Good Morning Everyone,-In Jordan in specific and the world in general-I have started my day in this good going mood, why? Because Yesterday my pretty silver car got washed, it's been dirty for 3 weeks now that when I touch it I feel like I'm pollinated with dust!So pretty Silver is washed, I should come up with a better name for my car-!-I was just sharing with my coach a story that happened with

lubnanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-62565661022721335382010-04-24T01:45:00.003+03:002010-04-24T02:16:33.395+03:00

I don't know what made me go back to previous posts on my blog concerning the mines, and a one at Naseem's, then I checked the date and realized it's it. I dedicated my graduation project entirely to my father's memory, it was more of a research than an actual device for detecting landmines. I learned alot about the science of mines, their history, types and especially the Jordan Land Mine case.

lubnanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-33489368096695186742010-04-22T09:13:00.007+03:002010-04-22T14:21:09.658+03:00

It's funny how back in school days I was forbid to write anything about my school. Now my job requires me to be socially active in writing! Life always flip sides:)Meydan is a new age accelerator in its first year. When we say accelerator we mean value at speed, delivering actions within few weeks of a calendar’s month. We offer two programs that are almost running in parallel. Meydan Accelerator

lubnanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-80774771417159488092010-04-19T23:04:00.006+03:002010-04-19T23:30:10.689+03:00

Dear all,And I wonder 'All' is to how many? reflecting back on the couple of past years makes me think how I used to get 200-300 hits a day and wonder if that'll ever happen again..Her Eminence is my place, and although I have missed it a lot, I had a good break. It's because of you I come back to writing, I have received a few encouragements from people I met at random occasions during the last

lubnanoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-5519860858974172902010-03-31T13:10:00.001+03:002010-03-31T13:10:55.319+03:00

xxlubnaxx.. I miss you

lubnanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-17379172739522553342009-11-16T01:10:00.003+02:002009-11-16T01:28:51.828+02:00

"the color of the ground is pink, each walks at his turn slowly. We were all stacked in a room each inside his own tomb, we open the cover walk out of it and climb down the ladder to heaven (isn't it weird that heaven is down and not up!). It has pink sand, and there are bishops at the door but not inside. God is waiting for me, he said it's all prepared and I'm about to go there, meet my parents

lubnanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-38996802641640476742009-10-27T12:01:00.002+03:002009-10-27T12:15:12.006+03:00

Expressions are great ways to communication, as many other things are. I find it sometimes embarrassing or kind of a pride-killer when I don't know how to communicate. I relate it to the fact that I carry bachelors in communications. I like to believe that in the written language I'm good; as in better than the oral one. I can get stuck with facial expressions, words of the mouth and human

lubnanoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-1697326489305566262009-09-05T22:30:00.003+03:002009-09-05T22:39:58.494+03:00

Love is all.It's of the few things that can make you drop your pride and ego.Something all Jordanians have; the ego, not the love.I have pride issues, with those I love most, and disguise most.but I love some a lot... their pain makes me feel week. Their happiness makes my world. The fact that I'm going to miss them, not see them, or not be there with them when they are happy, when they are sick,

lubnanoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-3807322024981401702009-08-18T22:16:00.002+03:002009-08-18T22:34:28.416+03:00

Yesterday I went to the mall for an exact simple hour.I park my car. As I enter I saw a girl I hardly remembered but then recognized. that passed.About to climb the escalators to the second floor, i meet my interviewer of the previous post. she nicely remembers me well and asks me if i travelled yet:P it was a nice encounter.I enter the first shop, meet a friend of my brother's, who asks me if I

lubnanoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-73714183723339996522009-08-12T21:54:00.004+03:002009-08-12T22:55:44.293+03:00

i laughed that morning. I had no plans for dropping CVs and starting interviews because i wanted to start doing that after my trip to London is over. I dropped very few CVs and I got this one call for an interview and I thought i shouldn't miss it putting in mind the current employment rates.  although this might seem clueless, but i really have no interview or job outfits, so i went to find

lubnanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-81320519661436392392009-05-31T21:49:00.004+03:002011-11-05T23:11:14.307+02:00

This post is for blogging purposes.I’m two days away from becoming an official Communications Engineer and I never thought it would feel this great : )I can’t wait for the Graduation Ceremony on the 9th of July, 2009 where I’d hold my degree in my hand and such…Five PSUT years… wow, it still feels like yesterday with it’s hard and easy times, with it’s goods and bads.. with the shitty people you

lubnanoreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-31694098711716017902009-05-03T17:28:00.009+03:002009-05-03T18:08:45.128+03:00

You should smile inside your heart after this postHe is my eldest brother, and I don't talk much about him for so many reasons.He and I do not meet in any thoughts, minds, reactions, interests or behaviors but we share blood, looks, attitudes and love. A weird love relation I must say and trust me on that :)November 1st, 2008.. this day is a day we won't forget... and it's funny how the first of

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to your memory ...

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So I had to go to school on Easter's Sunday to meet up in the Projects' Lab.On the hallways of PSUT, I ran by a university buddy with a Ma3ay6a last name,so he tells me: Il masee7 kam i reply back: 7akan kamWhile he was talking to me, i was on the phone so i asked him a "why are you at school?" and didn't focus while he was replying, so after i hung up, i ask again...janabi: lesh mdawem?Z: lesh

lubnanoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-67669325400466754512009-03-25T22:09:00.000+02:002009-03-25T22:14:02.510+02:00

In just two days things have drastically changed.. I was raised in this house, and lived all of my twenty three years in it. Not once changed. I shared a room with my brother once, sister once, brother once, ellen once, and alone for a long beautiful time.. It doesn't exist anymore. A milestone in my simple life, a new house. Change is good, it's always good but I loved

lubnanoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-35890299589366449182009-03-07T22:36:00.002+02:002009-03-07T22:39:55.757+02:00

It's so cold and so ugly..sorry for the continuos death posts on my blog... but i don't care for the apology.. death to the loved ones happens on its time, not mine or yours so live with it or do not read..it's my jiddo..as i sit here in our house, alone, as they left to sweden to attend the funeral... while i am here, crying with the pictures i received... cold and detached...jiddo ibrahim died.

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7. I get it when a coffee place is like Che Che and delivers hubbly bubblybut i do not get it how a westernized place like Java u offers hubbly bubblies!!8. It's so freaking hard to find a genuine coffee place that can be peacefull and quite and is a non smoking one!! they're all freaking so well established for commercial reasons... money money money9. the only place that's smoke free is

lubnanoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-64994934609287847762009-02-26T00:01:00.000+02:002009-02-26T00:04:23.441+02:00

what i don't get it about restaurant policies in Jordan...1. why do they assume i want to pay extra money for a water bottle i didn't ask for when i ordered?do they think I'm a fool that can't stand up and say: no thanks no water for meor do they think that when I'm thirsty i can't ask for water?i mean, if they put it for free then fine, put me water, it's a life necessity but do not dare fool me

lubnanoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-77390664532172096262009-02-22T01:03:00.000+02:002009-02-22T01:06:22.820+02:00

Wow!! I never had something similar.. My dream, my prayers earlier on the dawn of today were for jiddo, three hours ago we got the news that he passed away. -- Post From My iPhone

lubnanoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-63173791505530693262009-02-21T03:37:00.000+02:002009-02-21T03:50:39.617+02:00

It woke me up; spasmed.. paralyzed.. fighting to break free, to open my eyes and discover whom I thought I've seen.Can it be true? How powerful is the dream that tentions you to your position and wakes you up from your sleep! How scary it is when it's ugly, disgusting, and soul killing if it was real! It's three thirty and two minutes on the morning to my clock. I drank water, downloaded the holy

lubnanoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-24147803229720117992009-02-14T22:43:00.001+02:002009-02-14T22:43:58.718+02:00

i have a family. that is shattered around the globe. a mother in sweden and a sister in uk... the rest are in jordan.i have a mother who keeps asking about me and loves me and doesn't want to be away from me and follows me even when I'm not aroundi have a sister although married and expecting a baby and swamped with the busy life in uk doesn't stop missing talking to me and checking on me and

lubnanoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-50140767882197943342009-02-14T11:44:00.004+02:002009-02-14T11:56:53.335+02:00

Don't you like to just write sometimes?it's funny that it's me saying that putting in mind I haven't wrote in a while... I really miss it.I miss my blog alot, and nothing I can do to get over this problem. wow what a big problem..It's also funny that I'm saying that because I do think that I have bigger problems that this one LOL and still I am just complaining about only this ..I've been feeling

lubnanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-75801095732580515982009-02-04T01:38:00.001+02:002009-02-04T01:47:15.615+02:00

Maybe I should turn my blog into a place where I mourn the dead..So this is the second February victim, I kinda felt that she’s dying in February as I told marwan that she will follow Ms Sally on this… both dying of cancer.However I can’t sleep, and I’m sad and I need to vent out somehow..A very stressful day, other than the burial today I had to live up with a very very naïve fight with a

lubnanoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-79858449639275063102009-01-25T15:32:00.000+02:002009-01-25T15:36:51.627+02:00

As I sit and hear the heart breaking phone conversation, I realize that she's dying. -- Post From My iPhone

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it's coming to an end...four countries in almost three months and now going back to Jordan.I am a different person in certain things, and still in my old pot at other things.as I read and standardized a while ago, "The human brain is computationally very efficient, but structurally it can not be easily reprogrammed, not evolved. The hardware is (within bounds) static"who am I to change mine?

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Mourning Maha,August 19th, 2008 was her last day.She died in the ‘etranger’ country of Syria.She died after finally filing for divorce from her lunatic husbandAfter living with him as long as 20 years of her oldest son’s lifeAfter her mature boys asked her to divorce him and start forming a lifeAfter seeing a simple happy smile of freedom on her faceAfter having new dreams of buying her family

lubnanoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-3090071402784521522008-08-06T14:24:00.007+03:002008-08-07T13:15:51.722+03:00

Hey!I need your help in filling up this survey for me.That will really help in my research.please!Click Here to take the survey I'll fill you up with the results :)

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Premiere del film Kung Fu Panda Premiere con Jack Black, Angelina Jolie - Dustin HoffmanGiulio Base - Tiziana Rocca" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/lubna.taimeh/SJjbGsprV-I/AAAAAAAAAS4/iYFjdmHgl58/angelina-jolie-babies-to-fetch-15-million_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="137" align="left" border="0"> OMG! Really!! Glad I am wearing my shades, he can barely see my eyes. A guy sitting further but in

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my office deskmy laptopmy headphonesEva cassidy - Fields of Goldrain outsidemy cappuccinomy research papermy heavenThank you Lord!

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I now wonder how it didn't occur to me to blog about this! Hawa Amman called him for an interview, his movie review was put in Al rai newspaper, and alot of our mutual friends attended the opening and it didn't occur to me to be the first person to show my pride in my baby brother Marwan. he was a part of a 3 weeks workshop at the Royal Film Commission (RFC), there were three movies to be

lubnanoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-22478701887374798902008-08-01T23:02:00.001+03:002008-08-01T23:02:01.960+03:00

Here we go another train ride.... We’re still at the ‘centralstation’ of Uppsala, the train leaves at 9:39; in four minutes. Here I am, another Jordanian in Sweden, living an existing experience of a 2 months job at the Ericsson Company of Kista. The chance I got, few of my colleagues managed to get; a work experience worth the efforts of embassy and immigration paper work, and worth waiting

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Finally I’ve been waiting for my laptop to turn on and get over with all the startup programs so I can start typing my post here. I am in my first train back from Hellenalund to Marsta… My journey to and from work takes a lot but I’m becoming a Swede in habits; I sleep, use my mobile’s earphones, don’t look at people and recent I started using my laptop! I think soon I’ll start reading novels, ‘

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    The opening of the Chili ways Amman mall branch has finally took place today, what makes this chili ways more precious and of value than any of the rest is two things: 1- the first to offer drive thru 2- It's owned by my own core family:)   So everyone, this is the official cyber via the blogosphere advertisement campaign!     Few important facts for the campaign and you: Chili ways won

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As I finally got my work permit to Sweden... (after some so many complications) my sister and brother who waited with me for two months had the following personal messages on their msn:)    

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A common saying that music is an international language understood by everyone. I disagree, can just anyone read musical notes? can anyone play any or all instruments? I think that love is the language everybody understands can you tell when two are in love? can you have a hint if not tell that? can you fall in love? can you play any instrument of love? love a soul mate, love your family, your

lubnanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-63636531048385978222008-07-02T23:50:00.001+03:002008-07-02T23:50:34.963+03:00

phases, and we pass through them, might be noticed or not. I noticed some today things start with her getting pregnant, with a baby girl of course -for this post reasons, not racist ones-. The baby girl comes to life and the new mother takes care of her daughter as she grows in age, to school girl, then to a senior student... like I am now. Then things get to change, there comes a mutual

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The moment I heard this festival is to replace Jerash Festival, I hated it. It sounded like similar other changes in town; the selling of Al Hussein Medical Center, the premises, the airport etc..   We grew up knowing certain facts about Jordan, we sing hashmi hashmi, we have the black iris our national flower, we eat ras abo il 3abed (I never did though), and are proud of our Jordanian Mr.

lubnanoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-1245133284752624942008-06-26T00:43:00.001+03:002008-06-26T00:43:27.935+03:00

A chat and face-to-face Andrew friend send me a link of a facebook trailer for Adel Imam's new movie on Christians and Muslims in Egypt. It was pretty fascinating and interesting the few dialogue and scenes I watched in the link. The trailer showed that the movie is definitely strong, straight to the point, honest and would hit some targeted issues. I was shocked on how opened, and willing the

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pack, unpack. work here, work abroad, visa, no visa... make plans for vacation, or make plans for a dress have some freedom, or have some tan Sweden and UK or Safoot and Amman   I'm too depressed to know that I might lose one and very soon

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It's funny how my sister who lives outside of Jordan is the one to send me the link to the March 07 Issue of JO magazine that mentioned me. Although I'm 16 months late, but it's never too late for some words to be said.. I love my blog, as I was on the phone today with Ghadeer, and with reading what JO quoted me I came to think. My blog was something I had in mind today. It's been a while since I

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  almost everything is case sensitive to me every word, every action, every look. don't throw me words, I do get hurt nothing is hard but the shell that always protect a soft interior omg at how she tried to protect me, but failed as well I'm sorry, that hurt her too   please take me away and don't ask don't wait for reasons or logic   please leave me alone and don't ask don't wait on me

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It's sweet beyond words, it makes you think of it then draw a dreaming smile on your face. This kind of sweet.. watch out for the wipers, they are holding on to something so special. something that can make you jump out to just hold on to. Not look, not see, but just hold on tight to. a couch that holds you with open eyes till dawn till they surrender, ahhh how would you understand :)

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         "  A simple burn she felt, “its okay” she said, “its simple maybe something   that will pass something that will go away fast”, so the first day went, but the burn didn’t go, it became soar, it became hard to swallow. Then after words it became real soar, painful so hard to even run water through the throat , she was worn down, tired, not able to simply drink the sliding liquids,

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Rest in Peace. A moment in my mind to the day you left.

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Two known things I'll blame in here. Rum busses, and Lamees "lil seya7a wil safar". Remember these two names well. I was in a trip to Petra and Rum yesterday and till 1 am today April the 13th. I can't sleep without getting this off my chest. Before you start reading, I would like you to wish me a "hamdila 3al salameh" and the other 46 people with me in the bus. So 6 am gathering, we took off

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let's describe her shall we? come along with me, visualize her please. in height; she's got some hundred and -around- seventy meters. In appearance; in-shape body,black long semi wavy hair and uses some fine Arabian kohl (black eye-liner) to shape those oval eyes of hers with the dark brown (lighter to the sun lights) pair of eyes. A little nose, with a symmetrical mouth to it. White skin,

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My baby brother opened the bible a few days ago as he usually does and decided to open a page randomly, what he read was just about fasting, and as Easter is in a couple of weeks, he felt like God was telling him to get on his feet and start fasting! So the extremely in-love-with-meat eater decided to take the step and actually start fasting. My father's family is of Orthodox origins, fasting

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here's a lame idea. His mother bought him a set of dishes, bowls ya3ni some kitchen utensils. Before my cousin was wedded to him, we went to their place for a major fun cleaning up before-marriage session and I do remember these dishes VERY well. White with little yellow leaves, and there were trillions of them to be washed and wiped and cleaned. I would never freaking forget them. She lives 20

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The traffic light turned green, Mom asked me to beep for him, I did, he noticed and had to follow me till I managed to park my car. He started running at speed light, with his glasses still on, then he noticed them falling.he stopped. Pulled his pants higher. Took his shades in his hand and went back to speed light. He reached us with the world's cutest fake smile, " bi dinar il keeis".. I told

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So she's got an official boyfriend, who's soon to be a fiance. I say official because he became so the Arab way, a jaha thing I mean. So she's my best friend, along with the other best friend. I was at her place yesterday and I ask Janabi: so bees, how's Andrew? Basma: lesh kolkom bet5arbe6o bi ismoo Janabi turning to Ghadeer: lesh what did you call him? Ghadeer: wa2el and the dude's name

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One of the beauties about life is it's continuous change. That is one of it's ugliest things too. The beauty in the human brain is the capability of adjusting. In a day, a two, a year or two... the brain finally adjusts. Of course there are odds. We by nature, get bored of routine, of same faces, of same looks. Hairs get cuts, routines broken by vacations, and age phases your relationships;

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it's french for sure. love is. that's how it feels to me or how I get to actually sense it in for me. what's love? a beautiful smile, smell, speaks, sounds and sneaks. a sensational pair of eyes, ears, hands and peers. a magical touch of skin, breath, lips, nails, and thoughts. a meaningful word, lyrics, songs, and looks. an infinite journey of two -- love is two. always two. if love

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To myself I can finally say I saw Captain Abu Raed. A film I've been proudly talking about, explaining, and waiting to see it just like so many others.I read the script a long time ago, Amin privileged me with a copy to read via an email. I fell in love with it back then."Director Amin Matalqa", when my eyes saw that rolling -on the screen with a black background to the white words- a sense of

lubnanoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-89125540160941790712008-02-07T01:16:00.000+02:002008-02-07T01:20:54.509+02:00

a moment in time for his late Majesty King Hussein. Feb. 7tha moment in time for her late Majesty Queen Alia Al Hussein. Feb. 9thTwo harsh days for Princess Haya, and Prince Ali.And those who care too.I take the two moments.

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weird one Janabi: so when is the engagement thing? Ghadeer: ma ba3raf, bejouz bi 7/2 Janabi: heee, youm ma mat il malk hussein! Ghadeer: aw bejouz bi 14/2 Janabi: hee, youm ma mat rafiq il hariri Ghadeer: Lubna!! weird two so they postponed my test because it snowed on that day.... the skies don't seem to joke and they want to snow on the scheduled postpon-ation- day! momken a3raf ra7 a5ales

lubnanoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-83705685455342360892008-01-29T12:23:00.000+02:002008-01-29T12:26:26.205+02:00

Her Eminence went private for a period of one month and 20 days.Quite a different period, a good one too.Her Eminence is back public again... with a different viewwelcome back to you my good friends and bloggers and honest identified folks.welcome back anonymous sick readers, losers and envious crowds:)Lubna M. Taimeh

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Yepp... just like a little girl, I hoped for no school today.Yepp... like a big girl, I drove marmar to school for his exam.Yepp they said that I have no exam today.yuppppppppppppppppppppppppy.Don't you love a warm radiator covering your back?hmm, with some hot light brown coffee?hmm, a one or two marshmallows..I loved today:)

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I've been pushing away my birthday, hoped the day would come as quick as it came, but with much less attention.It's an accumulated feeling, last year someone was haunting me down, sending me blackmailing mails. I've had some difficulties adjusting to my far-away sister and far away Ellen, two of whom used to get me my morning wake up Happy Birthday warm kisses and wishes, two of whom used to

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I couldn't bare writing about her. Several tries. Just the mention makes me cry. Can I have a start? A women who simply decided to sacrifice a decade and a half of her most glorious years to clean my ass, wipe my tears, listen to my little worries, raise me at school, help me at college, and drink tea with me. Multiply that by four. She did that for four. God I love her, wa3d sharaf I do, and

lubnanoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23765702.post-7143903868197394362007-12-25T20:54:00.000+02:002007-12-25T21:04:55.266+02:00

I love Christmas... I just do. The Carols, the gifts under the tree, the decorations, the lights, the love... simply Christmas. I've got so many rants about it... let's start with few. Fuhais, my home town, was the best place for Christmas... They erected a beautiful very long tree at Shaker Taimeh's Circle (AKA Fuhais Circle). On Christmas eve, they put huge speakers that played carols all

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