So finally I put my hands on the last novel by Dan Brawn, The Lost Symbol, but of course in Arabic. I got this novel like month ago, but my sister start reading it so I had to wait until she finished with it. Now I can wait to start reading it, just hope o find the time to finish it ASAP, cuz I have lots of things to do between getting ready for the exhibition I'm having in the end of this week and preparing for the new one that I'm having in the beginning of the next year, which I'm hoping it will be at the same time as the Asian Cup in Doha. Oh, and there is also my brothers wedding, which I didn't find a dress for it yet. Ok @_@ I think I have to start reading it now, or I'll never finish it.
Wear sunscreen. If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis or reliable then my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice....now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, nevermind, you won't understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded, but trust me in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.
Don't worry about the future, or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum.
The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind: the kind that blindsides you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing.
Don't be reckless with other people's hearts; don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long, and in the end, it's only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive; forget the insults. (if you succeed in doing this, tell me how).
Keep your old love letters; throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives; some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don't.
Get plenty of Calcium. Be kind to your knees -- you'll miss them when they're gone.
Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40; maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary.
Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself, either. Your choices are half chance, so are everybody else's.
Enjoy your body: use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or what other people think of it; it's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.
Dance...even if you have no where to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions (even if you don't follow them).
Do not read beauty magazines; they will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents; you never know when they'll be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings: they're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but what a precious few should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps and geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard.
Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths: prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old; and when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse, but you never know when either one might run out.
Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you are 40, it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia; dispensing it is a way of wishing the past from the disposal--wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts, and recycling it for more than it's worth.
But trust me, I'm the sunscreen.
This is one of my favorite speeches When I'm ever feeling down I listen to it
I'm preparing right now for my second personal exception. I choosed the theme "My Little Planet" for it.
I was always adored the little prince who lived on his little planet with his rose and three small volcanos, I always wanted to be like him, so this was my theme.
This is one of the painting, I start working on it in the Eid day, and I had the idea when I was napping that day. Me and my cousin wanted to paint something together but I ended up working on it by myself.
This is another one which I started last year and still didn't finish it. The girl's face need more work, I want to change her hair.
This one here is another version of another painting "Bubble Head", but here I added origami papers in the BG to give it more colors. I like it, but I think I should put more papers. I will put more later or maybe the next painting.
All the paintings here are in progress and I'm still working on them. Hope to finish soon.
I always wanted to try coloring with Copic Markers since I bought that tutorial book when I was in college. And at that time sure I couldn't try them, cuz I was only a student with a simple allowance that barley enough for my daily needs.
When I became a working girl ^^ I could afford them and got them with every thing else, like their special pens and papers.
I had to try them many times and read many tutorials to get them right. But they really worth every penny and second I spent on them.
They are like the greatest coloring markers ever, and I can't wait to try all the technique I read about in the tutorial book, but now I don't have the time, but sure in the future I will.
I want to make more videos like this one, so I went the other day to buy a tripod, but the one I liked was little expensive =_=
And buy checking this video you will notice that I am a lefty. I love being a left handed, but when I was a kid it brought lots of troubles in school. I don't know what is wrong with people here thinking that the only good thing is the right one @_@. So the teachers used to yell at me trying to force me to write with the right hand, saying that the devil is writing with me when I am using the left hand.
But for sure I didn't believe them, and didn't do what they asked me to. I grew up in a family half of them are left handed, my Grandma, my uncle, and half of my sisters and brothers are left handed.. what is the wrong here??
So finally I attended the play yesterday. ^^ FINALLY
After all these months and listing only to the music and seeing pictures, and order tones of stuff from the internet, finally the project came together as this huge play.
This play is the first play that use the 3D screen in the middle east and in Qatar, and I hope after this play people will think more of the theater and start respecting it more than before.
I wanted to attend the rehearsal but unfortunately I didn't have the chance, and all my friends said that I missed a lot. I felt sorry >_<>
I attended the play with my sisters and cousins and friends, we screamed, laughed and clapped for every scenic in the play. It shows Abdullah's big effort in it.
I can't describe it enough, I felt like I am watching a disney show or something.
Can't wait for the DVD, and I already bought the sound track CD.
عندنا سبورة في المكتب، نحب نرسم عليها انا وصديقتي بين فترة والثانية. نرسم قصص ومواقف علينا وعلى اللي معانا في المكتب.
في البداية كانت السبورة بس في مكتب المسؤو ل، وكنت كل يوم ادخل مكتبه وارسم عليه موقف اغتاله فيه. مسكين يدخل كل يوم مكتبه يجوف روحه ميت بطريقة غير. والحلو ان الكل مستانس على الحركة وينطرون كل يوم شلون بيموت اليوم.
بعدين ركبناسبورة عندنا في المكتب وصرنا نرسم عليها. بس لين الحين ادخل مكتب المسؤول وارسم عليه شي .
اللي يضحك اني ارسم، وارجع بعد شوي القى حد مزيد على الرسمة شي.
وهاي اخررسمتها امس حق العيد. بنك الوطني مب احسن منا.
حلو ان جو المكتب على المشاكل اللي فيه، بعد نحاول نضحك روحنا غصب.
People think I'm crazy, 'cause I worry all the time
If you paid attention, you'd be worried too
You better pay attention
Or this world we love so much might just kill you
I could be wrong now, but I don't think so!
'Cause there's a jungle out there.
It's a jungle out there
I got inspired for this painting when I was watching Monk the other day.
Even though that I am almost in my mid thirty, I feel that I didn't live my life yet.
There are lot's of things I want to do, but I am feeling that I am a prisoner behind the doors and walls, that my parents build around me.
In their mind they are protecting me, but this is overprotection, This is wrong.
When I will have my chance to live ?? If it's not now then when??
This girl here represent me, but most of girls I know who saw this painting said they have the same feeling..
So I am dedicating this painting to all the girls out there who their families keeping them locked away behind house's doors away from the world.. the world who they let us picturing it as a jungle and won't let us explore it..
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