The bomb

You Are a Snarky Blogger!

You've got a razor sharp wit that bloggers are secretly scared of. And that's why they read your posts as often as they can!

What Kind of Blogger Are You?

White baby

What Your Underwear Says About You

You like to think of yourself as innocent, even though you're not! You are childlike (or childish), and prone to run around in your underwear.

The Underwear Oracle

I like!

Pepperoni Pizza

Robust and dominant. When you go for something, you go full force. You tend to take control of situations easily. And in return, you get a ton of respect.

What's Your Pizza Personality?

I am good

You Are Bart Simpson

Very misunderstood, most people just dismiss you as "trouble." Little do they know that you're wise and well accomplished beyond your years. You will be remembered for: starring in your own TV show and saving the town from a comet Your life philosophy: "I don't know why I did it, I don't know why I enjoyed it, and I don't know why I'll do it again!"

The Simpsons Personality Test

Spank me

You Are Super Spicy

You're a little bit crazy, a little bit naughty, and a whole lot of sexy. You go beyond hot - you set people's senses on fire!

Are You Hot?

Shake it

You Are Root Beer

Ultra sweet and innocent, you have a subtle complexity behind your sugary front. Children love you, but so do high end snobs... when you're brewed right. Your best soda compatibility match: Dr. Pepper Stay away from: Diet Coke

What Kind of Soda Are You?

MWAH!

Been extremely busy the past few days. Actually I am currently in the middle of a research and sitting here at work since the morning; I just logged to say that I will be back. It might take me a few hours or a few days. But I will be back. ;)

Everyone wants a Cyrus

Last Thursday the 12th of October was one day that will live in the memory of the blog world.

I went to see Sukie and her boyfriend at his place. Another friend of ours came along with his icebox full of nice drinks (Root Beer and Rani orange juice) :D He also got some Doritos and Lays but ended up eating all of them. We sat in the garden, each with his own shisha. They were smoking lemon/mint flavour. I was smoking my usual and traditional apple flavour. We talked about many things. Politics and football, work and school, relationships and deaths, comas and mafia, etc...

Sukie's boyfriend has a huge female rottweiler dog, Cyrus. She is 6 years old. She protects the house. My problem is that I dont get along well with dogs. But if you come to think of the situation; having a huge dog beside you is cool. Sukie's boyfriend had Cyrus since forever, since her size was like the palm of his hand. He tutored the dog to be what she is now. Cyrus loves him. I wonder if it is possible to find a dog with that age and size who would be brainwashed with the fact that Zeek is his owner. To find a dog who would have in mind that I am his mentor, his tutor, his mother and father. That would be amazing. IT WILL BE THE BOMB. People work hard to get an end-product. I want the end-product without working hard. Is that possible? :)


Why do people keep looking around them in the mosque after they finish a prayer. Whenever a guy finishes a prayer. He keeps looking to his right and to his left and turn around to watch the people. Why do they do that? The funny thing is that they dont do it in the mosque only, but in the cinema too. I have some friends who are professionals when it comes to the cinema. As soon as the lights are on and there is a break, you will find them moving their body a step towards the front spreading their arms in order to fool the people by indirectly telling them 'we are just stretching' and then suddenly you find their heads turning backwards just like a cobra with their eyes wide open, rotating and zooming; covering every inch in the place. Give them 10 seconds and they will give you a full review. They will tell you if they know anyone out of the hunderds attending the movie. They will tell you if the girl you like is present. The babe back from highschool with her guy who is full of muscles are present. If there is a bunch of cute girls sitting with a loser and how on earth are they sitting with him while we are just a bunch of single men. They will tell you anything you are not expecting. They will tell you how were those young girls allowed to enter the movie. Or how cool is that shirt the guy sitting over there is wearing.

Ok I changed the font of the bar on top of my page to black. And I also introduced a visit counter at the bottom of my page. Of course I didnt do that by myself. These things are complicated and it would take me 100 years to figure them out. Thank you Sukie. You are a witch. You know everything. You know how to fix a problem when you face one. You are the queen. Did you guys ever wonder why does Sukie have the power?

BECAUSE SHE ALREADY HAS A CYRUS!

Proud to be a MABSAM!

Surprise surprise!

Mabasem amazed everyone with a brilliant debut. Coming back from 3-1 to level the score in the last 5 minutes was the talk of the hour. People started expecting things. Some said we will qualify to the next round easy. Some thought we will reach the final. Actually I thought we will go on and win the tournament, but it is typical of the Zeek to exaggerate.

The Captain is telling Taher how to watch his back.




We went in to the second match with a lot of confidence. Mom and Dad came to support their son. We didnt perform to our best and had a dismal performance. We lost 3-1 and before the final whistle, a member of our team 'Ahmed Meshry' *Girls you can always scroll down to my longest-ever post to read about him* who wasnt even playing, decided to foul a player from outside. How childish and lame. The next moment the game went into disrupt as more than 400 people came down from the stands and started hitting each other.


We had to win the final game. Less than 3 points meant we are out. We had the game in our hands. A magnificent style of play from Mabasem. Too bad our keeper made a mistake and we lost the game 1-0.

The Captain is impressed by the performance but knows deep down that this is the end of the journey.



Each group consists of 4 teams. We finished 4th in our group with only 1 point from one draw and 2 losses. We scored 4 goals and conceded 7. We had the best cheer leaders and fans. Our friends kept singing our names all the way.

Members of Mabasem:

1- Mahmoud El Tabei
2- Khaled Mamdouh
3- Ahmed Meshry
4- Maged Negm
5- Hatem Al Deeb
6- Hazem Sorour
7- Hossam El Ghazaly
8- Taher Refaat
9- Tarek El Fishawy
10- Zeek

DING DING DONG!

OK. I am seriously suffering today. I ate more than 10 meals during the weekend. Anything your heart desires was swallowed by Zeek. I hate my friends. All this happened because of them. I should have trained in the past week to get ready for the big game. If we dont win tonight then we are out. I decided not to eat anything till the match and will only break my fast by drinking some water or soup, BUT there is bad news; I am invited with my co-workers to have Iftar at Abu El Seed. Abu El Seed is one of the best, if not the best Oriental Food Restaurant in Cairo.

I am confused. I dont know what to do. Shall I eat? Shall I not eat?

I will eat. Yes I will. I just hope we win.

Till we meet again, here is something for you to enjoy. It is a story by my creative friend Hatem Saleh (Tommy) *Girls, you can always scroll down to my longest-ever post and you will see his pic, which was captured by me*.

I cracked up when I saw it. 1 hour passed now and I am still laughing. He made a story out of some pictures he took. The pictures were taken in June 2005, where the wristbands capitalized on me. I was in the 'in crowd' back then. LOL.

Click on each picture for a better view.

Enjoy!

Sweeeeeeeet!

One month passed since I decided to share my blog with people. Many things happened during this month. Conflicts and debates, disputes and jokes; you know, the normal things.

Many people assume I am evil and not serious enough for this world and self-centred and will never accomplish anything in life and and and.....

People are taking life too seriously and are ashamed of anything said or written against them. I am not.

I welcome criticism. Some people are almost sure that I think too much of myself and believe that I am the last good man in this world. I dont know where do they come up with these conclusions. I am a very simple guy and maybe my simplicity leads people to look at me in that way. I donno.

Back to the topic. I created the blog back in July and never thought I will share all this. And some friends of mine 'who knew about my blog but didnt know how to check it' convinced me to share. I hope you people are happy now. As for me; I've been happy since 1983. :)


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