I’ll flat out and say it. Instead of feeling content other people listen to the songs I ‘hide’ from the world, I’m very, very upset. I’m overprotective when it comes to the music I listen to. Call me selfish, I don’t care. I think what winds me up even more is the fact that the people listening to the gems are years younger than I am.

Good God…I’m only twenty four.

Twenty four?

Twenty four.

The artists are mine. The music is mine. The songs are mine. They’re mine. All mine.

At a time when I can’t turn to people for comfort, my music is my only solace.

Till next time, world.

In a feeble attempt to boost my blogging, I decided to check if I could blog from my iPod. Lo and behold, I can. I’m currently typing from my Touch, and to all you iPhone users, how the flipping hell do you type on this thing without not wanting to stomp it to a pulp? Alright, so the previous image isn’t exactly accurate, but you get the idea, right? Good.

I’m still on the hunt for a job, which sounds ridiculous seeing how I have no idea what the hell it is I want to do with my life. Off topic, but why the he’ll does my iPod automatically correct “hell” into “he’ll”? What gives, Apple?! Right, back to me being unemployed. Many say I should bask in the state of nothingness that I’ve been blessed with, but I can’t; the unproductively is gnawing slowly and ruthlessly. Off topic again, I won’t bother reading through his when I’m done; if the post’s riddled with typos, blame it on my darling iPod.

I guess that’s enough randomness for one post. It’s 5:30 AM, and I should at least pretend I’m going to sleep. Bonne nuit, et bonjour.

Till next time, world.

So it’s been a while. Again. I think I’ve lost my blogging mojo. Again.

Ugh.

Here’s a recap on what’s been going on in my life so far:

I graduated last month.
I turned 24 eleven days ago.
I’m living the life of an unemployed bum, and I don’t like it.

That’s my life [so far] in a nutshell.

Until I muster the brainpower to type up something of substance, I’ll leave you with “Sea of Love” by Cat Power.

Till next time, world.

I’m not really sure if anyone still reads my blog. I don’t really blame you if you don’t. I barely update, and when I do it’s either depressing or inane. Or both?

Leaving you with a song I’m currently obsessed with; the amazing Sia’s “Clap Your Hands”. You’ll enjoy the video too, it’s quite a trip! Enjoy.

Till next time, world.

Happy new year, and all that good stuff.

I know I haven’t blogged in so long, but I’ve been so swamped by school and work; I barely had time for myself. The year didn’t start out the way I was expecting. Ghosts from the past reappeared, I’ve witnessed births and deaths, friends uniting and parting, relationships starting and ending… It’s strange how we go through so much, events in our lives fluctuate, yet here we are, standing strong. We are stronger than we think we are – or so I’d like to think.

I’ve written and rewritten this post numerously, and I’ve drafted it more times than I could remember. Every time I return to finish it off, I find that weeks have passed, events and feelings changed, and that I have to start all over again. Haunting, no?

Regardless of the events that have taken place, I’d like to think 2010 is still young, and that I shouldn’t judge it prematurely. Sure we started off on the wrong foot, but I’m willing to get reacquainted with it. Here’s to hoping the rest of 2010 brings more joy than heartache.

Till next time, world.

Glee, thank you for putting a smile on my face, and covering amazing songs. You’ve made this music lover very, very, very happy.

And yes, their rendition of Young MC’s “Bust a Move” is the ultimate shiznit.

Till next time, world.

Guess whose blog turned five? MINE! It’s been five years already? When?! Well, here’s to five more.

Happy birthday, bloggie darling!

Till next time, world.

Trying to update my blog’s layout has reminded me how much I hate HTML, and how much of a crappy job I do. Either way, it’s purple, it’s pretty…have I mentioned it’s purple?

I guess the only significant addition is the Twitter widget on the right. It’s cute!

Leaving you with one of my favourite Grace Jones songs, “I’m Not Perfect, But I’m Perfect For You”.

Till next time, world.

Up until I stumbled across this song, I had forgotten the early Cairene mornings when my father used to drive me to school. Albeit I didn’t understand Aida Al-Ayoubi’s lyrics, I was always mesmerised, even at such a young age, at how her music and voice would create an ambiance of tranquility that blatantly contradicted with Cairo’s excruciatingly chaotic streets.

I miss the good old days.

Till next time, world.

So my stats show that I’ve got people from all over the world checking my blog, yet there’s no interaction with most of you. Of course, I’m not asking for you to comment on every single post. Au contraire, your choice to remain a silent reader is one I respect, for I too am a silent reader when it comes to blogs. However, out of curiosity, I’d like for you, this one time, to say hello (this goes to those of you who usually comment too!). Please? The entire process will only take you 15 seconds. Pretty fast, huh? Thank you! :)

Till next time, world.