Why I hate the phrase "Break a leg"...

It's been a damn long time since I last time wrote anything... So here we go...



Y'know, break a leg is something like "good luck"... But when it comes to me, it NEVER means good luck... Here's why:

* I was talking with my gf and told her that we're moving to another house so I gotta bail out move stuff and all... She said "Break a leg"... Later on that day, the closet fell on my feet and I almost break it.

* I was talking with my gf again and told her that I need to move some stuff with a friend since he's re-decorating his room... She said "Break a leg" again and his books box fell on my leg which almost broke my leg.

* Now that I suspected that my gf is bringing me bad lucky (fortunately not), I was talking with another friend telling him I'm going to play soccer (I haven't done that in years) and he said "Break a leg"... The next thing I know is that, someone just kicked my leg accidentally and hurts like crazy.

* I mentioned to my friend that my friend is moving out to another house (He's Irish and he's switching apartments) so my friend said "Break a leg" and I warned him about it and how unlucky I'd become... His mini-fridge fell on my foot (Good thing I was wearing my bro's military boot that I stole :P )

* This is a killer; Someone told me "Break a leg" and I knew something would happen. So I avoided doing sport or any labor stuff... Went to my Irish friend's place and he decided to take his car for a spin... And when he decided to park his car, he slammed on the brake and a car behind him hit his car which pushed his car abit... And because the gear was on "Neutral", the car wandered straight and hit my leg (Luckily it wasn't a hard hit and I didn't get hurt at all)...



They should change it from "Break a leg" to "Break your leg"...

Childhood obsession

I know this IS a useless post, but aren't most of my posts useless? :P

Anyways, I like to wear t-shirts like crazy. I wear'em when I go to sleep, when I go out, when I work on something, when I... Wait, I WEAR'EM ALL THE TIME!!!

And since I like stuff like "cookie monster" and other childish stuff that I, myself, find'em funny, I tend to wear t-shirts and even boxers of'em...

And for some reason people don't like the fact that a 24 years old man that wears t-shirts with funny\childish stuff on'em (And that includes my both parents, my older brother, aunts and uncles, some friends and those who meets me for the first\second time)...



Now, take 4 steps backword (Yes, 4... The random number) and take another look...



First of all, we still like childish stuff even when we grow up.

I mean, just switch your TV to Tom & Jerry and witness almost every family member (including the maid and driver) sit there and enjoy the show...

So how's Tom & Jerry isn't as childish as Sesame Street? It's actually more childish than Sesame street...

What about Bugs Bunny? Betty Poop? (Couldn't help it... Sorry :P ), Popeye? Donald Duck? Hello Kitty?

Y'know, the list is endless... But for some reason they consider Sesame Street, Barney the gay dinosour and Teletubbies the homosexuals are too childish and shouldn't be something to be liked when you grow older than 7 years (Well, I personally would forbid my kids to watch Barney and Teletubbies... Just so not as educational as Sesame Street)...

I dislike Barney and actually forcefully liked Teletubbies (My cousin used to force me to watch it till I liked it and she hates it now :P )...



Secondly, there's nothing left to wear BUT funny childish t-shirts.

Take another 4 steps to the back and turn 4 degrees to the right... You'll witness how lame and stupid t-shirts became...

Take a close look and you'll see how gay things turned...

You can actually predict a person (In our case, guys) behavior and personality by his t-shirt...

The brighter and glittery the color is the more douche bag and (bi\homo)sexual the wearer is... [Ofcourse, there's an exception for every rule, but the key word is "AN EXCEPTION"... Which means you can find probably ONE person who's hetrosexual and isn't a douche bag]...

And you better be careful when you see a dark t-shirt person... It's hard to predict the following:
* They could be (bi\hetro\homo)sexuals whether they know it or not...
* Emos...
* Weed\Joint\Alcohol\Whatever Junkies...
* Goth wannabies (It can easily show by the face)
* Well or ill mannered



There's this saying that goes like "Wear what the others want you to wear and eat what you want to eat" (Literal Arabic-To-English Translation somehow)...

I'm totally against that saying... I wear what I like to wear (As long as it doesn't offend anyone) and eat what I like to eat (I don't care if it offends you or not... It's getting IN MY TUMMMEEEH!!!)...

I'm not against what would others wear because it reflects their personality (Unless they're wearing dishdashas and formal suits... Things can get tricky in here)...

Which is why I don't wear what common Kuwaitis wear: Polo shirts (They've been here since I was born and they just started to wear it 2~3 years ago... I wonder why :P)...



If wearing [Cookie Monster\Domokun\Stewie] t-shirts is childish and only means I'm still a child, well, atleast I'm straight, well-mannered, well-educated, have various useful hobbies that makes use of my time and totally not a typical Kuwaiti with almost no goal in life

Three years later...

So almost everyone who reads my blog knows that I have issues with my dreams...

But I NEVER thought something like this would happen...



I checked my emails and all before I go to sleep... Then I obviously went to sleep... (That happened in real life)

Then suddenly, all I could see is a black screen with the sentence "Three years later..." appearing in white (That's in my dream... Even the three dots are there :P) that lasted for a second or two...

I heard a phone ringing, it was my friend calling me to solve some infinite for loop in C++... I solved it (That happened in real life)...



So basically, my dream was nothing but the "Three years later..." image...

Why do I have to dream like this? I swear I haven't seen a movie for a long time... I haven't played any video game for a while as well... WHY!?

THEY BE CUTTING MA HAIR!!!

I've becoming much more lazier than the extreme laziness I personally am...

And as a result, I didn't cut my hair for months... I barely shaved my beard because I had a date with my gf :P

My hair is growing long... Everyone would think it's not long at all, but considering my usual hair and all, IT IS LONG!!!

I'm too lazy to have 3 minutes drive to the Paki barber to cut it out... And in fact, I kinda liked my careless hair which represents my carelessness personality...



Anyways, I don't remember what was my dream about... But I remember that I had to go to the barber and get a hair job...

I swear the moment he cut my hair I just woke up with a freeky face like "NOOOOOOOooooooooooooo!!!"...

But then I idled for a minute to get the puzzle straight and all and thought "Why the hell should I fear the barber!? It's just hair and I'm better without it!!"...

But then again, I kinda like it that way... I think I'll grow it for another month :P



Why the hell did I have such dream and thought of it as a nightmare?

Maybe because I ALWAYS make fun of my friends with long hair :P