" I believe in a lot of things .... I believe that, inspite of the overwhelming evidence to the contrary, we will all be okai.... I believe that believing we survive is what makes us survive. " ~ Izzy Stevens, Grey's Anatomy
I've Been Thinking
I have at least 10,000 different thoughts goin thru my head. Seriously, I think too much. Don't we all? We're always thinking. There's always something on our minds. That thing that's been buggin u at work all day,why did so-and-so do/say that and what does that mean really, what gift to buy for ure friend's bday, what to wear on the katb ketab on the weekend, how to explain why you did what you did, whats gonna happen on the next episode of bla bla bla,why is the street not movin, whats with so-and-so's attitude, hmmm if only ....
See what I mean? It's like this massive spaghetti-like network of thoughts interwined and goin non-stop.
So I've been thinkin, why don't we have an off button? Yup, OFF button. A cute red one, or a cool black one for the guys. When we can stop our brain from thinking. It needs the rest. I sure do! Okai, if an off button is stretchin it, how about a pause then? A little pause, a time-out, a break and we get to enjoy a moment or two of shhhhh.. no thoughts cloudin our heads, no little voices in our heads, no one in our head. Not a thought, not a single idea, not even a half thought. And most certainly no one's face.
Now, wouldn't that be true peace of mind?
Maybe we can all think about that instead!
So while we wait around, wishfully hopin for the pause button to miraculously exist and ease our troubled little minds. Here are two quotes to ponder upon :
Life isnt supposed to make you feel good. Life isnt supposed to make you feel bad either. Life is supposed to make you feel ~Author Unknown
Life is simple, its just not easy. ~Author Unknown
"Sigh" You know what am thinkin right now? Isn't life beautiful!
See what I mean? It's like this massive spaghetti-like network of thoughts interwined and goin non-stop.
So I've been thinkin, why don't we have an off button? Yup, OFF button. A cute red one, or a cool black one for the guys. When we can stop our brain from thinking. It needs the rest. I sure do! Okai, if an off button is stretchin it, how about a pause then? A little pause, a time-out, a break and we get to enjoy a moment or two of shhhhh.. no thoughts cloudin our heads, no little voices in our heads, no one in our head. Not a thought, not a single idea, not even a half thought. And most certainly no one's face.
Now, wouldn't that be true peace of mind?
Maybe we can all think about that instead!
So while we wait around, wishfully hopin for the pause button to miraculously exist and ease our troubled little minds. Here are two quotes to ponder upon :
Life isnt supposed to make you feel good. Life isnt supposed to make you feel bad either. Life is supposed to make you feel ~Author Unknown
Life is simple, its just not easy. ~Author Unknown
"Sigh" You know what am thinkin right now? Isn't life beautiful!
Like Duh!
am crammin for my Managerial Economics midterm tomorrow, and this question (with its model answer mind u) epitomizes sarcasm. Seriously, this is the best they can do for Grad students?
"Individuals who choose to attend business school have made a decision to invest in human capital".
Use terminology of Net Present Value Analysis to explain why ure attending b-school.
The model answer given is:
Net Present Value of attending school is the present value of the benefits derived from attending school (including the stream of higher earnings and value to you of the work environment and prestige that higher ed provides), minus the opportunity cost associated with attending b-school.The opportunity cost of attending b-school is generally greater than the cost of books and tuition.
I'll say! Thanks for stating the obvious. I didnt realize that my b-school was costing me more than books and tuition! The whole expression "the opportunity cost of attending b-school!" That is, in my humble opinion, the understatement of the year! la2 bgad, gebt el tayha!
Grad students invest time.. valuable time. Time that cannot be equated to some one-digit interest rate that they could have earned in a bank instead.
It Rained Today
It rained today. I missed it tho. Didn't notice coz i was home feelin somewhat delirious.
Rain.
Rain is beautiful. The minute my bro told me it had rained I just felt good. I was just tellin him how I woke up super late with a screamin headache - no thanks to the constuction chaos goin on in the building rite next to my room. It's Friday people. I thought no work was done on Friday!Crash. boom. bang.bang.bang. Seriously, non-stop bang.
Back to the rain. I love rain. Never did get why people get depressed in winter when it rains, or why they hate rain and act all miserable.
You get to breathe clean fresh air. Now that doesn't come by often in the wonderfully polluted streets of Cairo, does it. Rain gives you that.
The trees and grass all look green. Real bright green. Everything is fresh and crispy. So many layers of dust and dirt find their ways to the drains. Rain washes all that away, almost bringin them back to life.
Ever noticed it gets quiet when it rains? That ever so loud noise - from the sounds of all the cars hustling and the horns, people screaming, people shouting, music blaring, and more horns. All that noise that's become the soundtrack to our daily lives fades away in the background. There's the soft drizzly sound of rain. There's rythm in the raindrops.
I almost forgot! Dancing in the rain, or just walkin under the raindrops. Feeling those little drops from the sky as they come down on your face. Precious moments you enjoy in the arms of nature, only when it rains.
Rain is divine. Rain talks to the soul. Rain inspires. Which reminds me. I was flippin thru Gmag last nite. A line in the editor's note really stood out;"the second we stop bitching and start laughing is the second that life gets a little bit better."
There's a mysteriously magical quality to rain.
Rain makes me smile.
It rained today, and am smiling :)
Rain.
Rain is beautiful. The minute my bro told me it had rained I just felt good. I was just tellin him how I woke up super late with a screamin headache - no thanks to the constuction chaos goin on in the building rite next to my room. It's Friday people. I thought no work was done on Friday!Crash. boom. bang.bang.bang. Seriously, non-stop bang.
Back to the rain. I love rain. Never did get why people get depressed in winter when it rains, or why they hate rain and act all miserable.
You get to breathe clean fresh air. Now that doesn't come by often in the wonderfully polluted streets of Cairo, does it. Rain gives you that.
The trees and grass all look green. Real bright green. Everything is fresh and crispy. So many layers of dust and dirt find their ways to the drains. Rain washes all that away, almost bringin them back to life.
Ever noticed it gets quiet when it rains? That ever so loud noise - from the sounds of all the cars hustling and the horns, people screaming, people shouting, music blaring, and more horns. All that noise that's become the soundtrack to our daily lives fades away in the background. There's the soft drizzly sound of rain. There's rythm in the raindrops.
I almost forgot! Dancing in the rain, or just walkin under the raindrops. Feeling those little drops from the sky as they come down on your face. Precious moments you enjoy in the arms of nature, only when it rains.
Rain is divine. Rain talks to the soul. Rain inspires. Which reminds me. I was flippin thru Gmag last nite. A line in the editor's note really stood out;"the second we stop bitching and start laughing is the second that life gets a little bit better."
There's a mysteriously magical quality to rain.
Rain makes me smile.
It rained today, and am smiling :)
The Reason Being?
I have this thing for Grey's Anatomy. I love it! It's the first medical series I get hooked to. The characters, their lives, their crap, the surgeries and all that surgical info!! It's amazing. To someone with absolutely no medical background, and no interest whatsoever,it's facsinating in a way! Doctors are human too. There's this other side to them aside from them diagnosing your condition, prescribing medicine and telling you to really take better care of your own health.
They have their ups and downs. They think like us! and, here it comes .... they save lives.
So I was watching an episode from Season 3 (a rerun, e7em) and there was a part that just really got to me. It got me seriously thinking.
There's Bailey and Alex operating on a nine-year-old kid, who believes she's a superhero because she doesn't feel pain. She has like a sky rocket tolerance threshold for pain!! She does not know pain. She keeps telling kids to beat her up and punch her in the stomach, because she can really take a beating and it wont hurt her one bit! Not one. No pain at all.
Turns out tho it's internal bleeding from a fancy chromosomal disorder that causes her not to feel hurt, even when she is.
While Bailey is fixing her up, she says " This girl should be put on a poster somewhere to remind us pain is there for a reason"
They have their ups and downs. They think like us! and, here it comes .... they save lives.
So I was watching an episode from Season 3 (a rerun, e7em) and there was a part that just really got to me. It got me seriously thinking.
There's Bailey and Alex operating on a nine-year-old kid, who believes she's a superhero because she doesn't feel pain. She has like a sky rocket tolerance threshold for pain!! She does not know pain. She keeps telling kids to beat her up and punch her in the stomach, because she can really take a beating and it wont hurt her one bit! Not one. No pain at all.
Turns out tho it's internal bleeding from a fancy chromosomal disorder that causes her not to feel hurt, even when she is.
While Bailey is fixing her up, she says " This girl should be put on a poster somewhere to remind us pain is there for a reason"
I just found myself asking... and the reason being?
Random
What's wrong with looking at the world thru a dark-colored lens?
Everything you see is a dark shade of grey. Our lives, the reality of which is ... it bites.
Rosy pink and sunshine are way over-rated.
What's wrong with intuitively feeling glass half-empty?
Emptiness....That stirs up alot. I remember part of a GooGoo Dolls song "emptiness is nothing you can share". That feeling of void, of nothingness. Then there's its best friend - loneliness. Feeling all by yourself, all alone, when you could be surrounded by hoards of human beings.
Yet you still feel alone. You feel like you you don't belong.
No one is standing by your side. Nobody understands, and worse ... nobody cares.
am just sayin glass half-empty!
What's wrong with wanting to sigh?
Try to take a deep breath and then just sigh. There's alot to a sigh, I realized. It's not a sigh of relief or regret (as in the The Road Less Travelled). It's just a sigh.
You let it out. You vent. Nothing's changed. See, the trick is to keep breathing. When that gets difficult, start with a sigh.
What's wrong with dressing in black?
Not sexy black, not funeral black, not smart black, or chic black. just plain black, with a touch of color to avoid all the unnecessary "what's wrong?" questions.
A silouette...of black.
What's wrong with not wearin a smile on ure face?
A smile is beautiful when it's sincere. Fake smiles are a terrible terrible thing. A smile, being sincere, brightens your face and your eyes shine. You light up in a way. People see that. They sense it. They feel it too. It's priceless. A very precious moment.
Why on earth fake that?
Everything you see is a dark shade of grey. Our lives, the reality of which is ... it bites.
Rosy pink and sunshine are way over-rated.
What's wrong with intuitively feeling glass half-empty?
Emptiness....That stirs up alot. I remember part of a GooGoo Dolls song "emptiness is nothing you can share". That feeling of void, of nothingness. Then there's its best friend - loneliness. Feeling all by yourself, all alone, when you could be surrounded by hoards of human beings.
Yet you still feel alone. You feel like you you don't belong.
No one is standing by your side. Nobody understands, and worse ... nobody cares.
am just sayin glass half-empty!
What's wrong with wanting to sigh?
Try to take a deep breath and then just sigh. There's alot to a sigh, I realized. It's not a sigh of relief or regret (as in the The Road Less Travelled). It's just a sigh.
You let it out. You vent. Nothing's changed. See, the trick is to keep breathing. When that gets difficult, start with a sigh.
What's wrong with dressing in black?
Not sexy black, not funeral black, not smart black, or chic black. just plain black, with a touch of color to avoid all the unnecessary "what's wrong?" questions.
A silouette...of black.
What's wrong with not wearin a smile on ure face?
A smile is beautiful when it's sincere. Fake smiles are a terrible terrible thing. A smile, being sincere, brightens your face and your eyes shine. You light up in a way. People see that. They sense it. They feel it too. It's priceless. A very precious moment.
Why on earth fake that?
