Dear software and electronic devices vendors, specially microsoft:
Technology is made to serve us. serve us right then ;o and make our wishes come true.
There are some stuff i need in my daily life that would really make it easier if they were implemented.
I hereby list my top 10 wishs that are also your command for your next release :p :
1- i wish i can press ctrl+alt+delete with one hand.
2- i wish each tab in IE had a seperate iexploere.exe process.
3- i wish I had 4 taskbars surrounding the display instead of one at the bottom.
4- i wish the "Do you want to save the changes" and the "Are you sure you want to exit"
messages appeared twice.
5- i wish msn offline messages are also sent as an email. how technically hard is it anyways?! and speaking of msn, i want to be able to send files while appearing offline, thank you.
6- i wish i could merge all my electronic cards into one master card.
7- i wish i had a clip board for files and folders that takes up multiple objects.
8- i wish I had a "merge folders" option. don't say cut/paste does the job, it doesn't.
9- i wish windows' title bars were editable.
10- i wish headsets were compatible with all brands of cell phones and PCs, same goes for power chargers.
Thank you.
Nova
P.S expect a similar list every few months, ammaN 3alam :/
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Monday, December 29, 2008
Gaza needs more than your words..
..but if it's all you have, please don't be indifferent.
sign the petition.
spread the word.
don't be a waste of space.
sign the petition.
spread the word.
don't be a waste of space.
Monday, December 8, 2008
كي لا ننسى
يصادف اليوم،
أول أيام العيدعندنا
وذكرى أحداث أخرى..
ما زالت مستمرة عندهم
سلبت أعيادهم
اضعف الايمان
منذ اصبحنا
"نحن" و "هم"
ان لا ننسى
أول أيام العيدعندنا
وذكرى أحداث أخرى..
ما زالت مستمرة عندهم
سلبت أعيادهم
اضعف الايمان
منذ اصبحنا
"نحن" و "هم"
ان لا ننسى
-----------------------------------------------------------------8/12.. ذكرى انطلاق الانتفاضة الفلسطينية الأولى
يصادف اليوم الاثنين الثامن من كانون الأول 2003 ذكرى انطلاق الانتفاضة الفلسطينية الأولى، التي اندلعت من غزة في 8/12/1987 وانتقلت الى كافة المناطق الفلسطينية فوراً. واندلعت الشرارة الأولى لانتفاضة أطفال الحجارة عندما قام سائق شاحنة صه يوني بدهس مجموعة من العمال الفلسطينيين عند حاجز ايريز الذي يفصل قطاع غزة عن الأراضي الفلسطينية المحتلة منذ عام 48، مما أسفر عن استشهاد واصابة عدد منهم.وانتفض الفلسطينيون عقب مسيرات تشييع الشهداء ضد قوات الاحتلال الصهيوني التي كانت تتحكم وتتجبر بالفلسطينيين العزل، فقاموا دبابات وطائرات الاحتلال بالحجارة، حتى ابتكروا أساليب المقاومة، وسط صمود أسطوري لم يسبق له مثيل في التاريخ البشري.وانتهت الانتفاضة الفلسطينية الأولى بتوقيع اتفاق أوسلو في 13/9/1993 بين منظمة التحرير الفلسطينية والكيان الصهيوني الذي كان يرأس حكومته القتيل رابين.وعندما لم يحقق الفلسطينيون شيئا في مفاوضاتهم مع الاحتلال، وعندما ضرب الصهاينة عرض الحائط بكافة الاتفاقات الموقعة بين الجانبين عاد الفلسطينيون والنتفضوا مجدداً في انتفاضة الأقصى التي اندلعت في 28/9/2000، وهي الانتفاضة التي ما تزال مستمرة حتى الان رغم المحاولات الحثيثة من أطراف عديدة لوقفها
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الى متى؟
Saturday, November 8, 2008
النجاح و الفشل..اقتباس
لم يشغل بالك بطل القصة يومها بل مؤلفهاو رغبت في أن تكن مثله..شيء جميلو لكن كيف؟انك انسان لا يجرؤ على مواجهة نفسهو مثل لك فشلك أن ما يلزمك هو التجربةلماذا افتعلت الأشياء؟لماذا لم تجلس- يومها- بهدوء؟و تعترف بأنك فشلت؟أهلك يحدون حريتك؟ اتركهمأصدقاؤك يضحكون؟ اهجرهمعملك لا يعطيك التجربة؟
استقل!ثم ماذا؟ انت الان تحمل جدرانك الأربعة و
تمشي كإنسان من جبسلماذا لم تعترف من الأساس بأن الكذبة
الكبيرة كانت من صنع فشلك؟انت حسبت لو تصرفت بصورة مغايرة،لكنت نتاجاً مغايراً! أية كذبة!ألق بعقب السيجارة..البيت لن يحترقحتى لو احترق..فسيبقى فوق رأسكأيها الرجل الكئيبهناك ما نسيتهلن أقول لك ما هوتجول في الغرفة كقطة محبوسة في خزانة طعام فارغةأتعرف ماذا نسيت؟أن تعيش حياتك أنت، لا حياة أخرى
موت سرير رقم 12
العطش
غسان كنفاني
قلمك موجع في هذه الأسطر يا كنفاني..
Saturday, September 27, 2008
أهلا رمضان
عذراً
لم استطع استقبالك قبل اليوم
و أنت الآن تهم بالرحيل
كعادتي أنا
سيئة التوقيت
مبكرة بضع مرات
و متأخرة في مرات أكثر
أعتذر عن كل يومٍ مضى منك
و أنا أحاول عدم الخضوع لروعتك
لأسباب لا أعلمها
و أعلم اني أمقتها
هل كنت بعيدة؟
أم مُبعدة؟
هل ضللت طريقي؟
أم تمت معاقبتي؟
لا يهم
شكراً لانتظاري
شكراً لاصرارك على عدم الرحيل
دون ان تغدقني بما لا أستحق
من الطهر و الغفران و الدموع
يا لجمالك يا رمضان
يا لكرمك يا رب
و يا لجهلي و عنادي
و يا لجهلي و عنادي
الحمد لله
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Hushhhhh. The secrets tag
i was recently tagged by naser to give out 6 things people may not know about me, so there. mesh mas2oleh 3n el content wala el nata2ej unless they're positive :D
1- in 1993, we went to baghdad to visit my uncle where he and my father had a shared business. the war was supposed to be over. On our second day there, me, my sister and my cousin where playing this game called "lo3bet el 7ayah", a copy of monopoly, but since no importing was allowed by saddam the iraqies made this game by themselves, anyways, all of a sudden electricity and phone lines where out, and the bombing started. the houses around us became even with the ground, our neighbours were all killed and all windows of our house burst into small shatters of glass when a rocket fell in the garden and turned it into ashes. military hilocapters kept roaming above, the sound alone made us freaze with fear. i was 9 back then, now at the age of 24, every single time i hear a plane pass by, i get scared and convinced that it's going to crash right on my head that i start saying shahadah, and stay still untill it goes away!
2- in the busyness of work and study life, and due to the large number of my family members, the one and only place where i'm alone is a taxi cab. i can never tell how my mood changes once i close the door, i just set back and drift away and do all the thinking waiting to be processed. i could come up with a solution to a certain problem, get determined, take a decision, anticipate, reminice, read, anything that needs isolation from the outer world. although there is a driver and maybe a very annoying song and smoke in the air. it's my sanctuary. i need to hire someone just to drive around with me setting in the backseat, it's much different than driving and it could be a career if there were more freaks like me out there.
3- at the age of 19 i needed to get physical therapy for my knees for 2 months. i made up excuses to leave classes or my freinds to go to the hospital. where i felt aweful being in so much pain and being the youngest among 70 year old women giving me sad looks that i would close the curtains and start reading something for school till the 2 hours from hell were over. so there. this is something no one knows about me excpet for my mom, who also made me feel aweful pittying my poor health.
4- i could fully read and write at the age of 4
5- when i was young i wanted to run away from home like a million times and started real planning and thinking what to pack and how to get money
6- it all started in the seventh grade where i dream about something that would happen the next day, really simple stuff like my friend is going to have a hair cut tomorrow, or i'm going to forget ktab el 3arabi bokra. and then some useful stuff at college started to appear like questions that would be on the exam tomorrow. it esclated now to scary scary dreams, people being tortured in the ugliest ways you can imagine and it's like i'm there physically knowing -in the dream- that for example i'm in afghanistan or iraq or palestine now, the people who are having their heads cut, or being burnt, or thrown into boiling water or shoot to death, will be on the news bokra wel 5abar 7aykoun "maqbara jama3eyyeh majhooleh". and only me got to see what really happened. oh my god the blood, the squashed bones, the screams, i want this to stop. i know you think i'm crazy, maybe i was touched by aliens and have super powers to travel in my sleep but i really want this to stop. no one know so maybe if i said it now r7 te5rab hadi el "gift" w a5las menha.
keep them coming :)
i hereby tag loza, adoosh, rawia , and gimini girl.
1- in 1993, we went to baghdad to visit my uncle where he and my father had a shared business. the war was supposed to be over. On our second day there, me, my sister and my cousin where playing this game called "lo3bet el 7ayah", a copy of monopoly, but since no importing was allowed by saddam the iraqies made this game by themselves, anyways, all of a sudden electricity and phone lines where out, and the bombing started. the houses around us became even with the ground, our neighbours were all killed and all windows of our house burst into small shatters of glass when a rocket fell in the garden and turned it into ashes. military hilocapters kept roaming above, the sound alone made us freaze with fear. i was 9 back then, now at the age of 24, every single time i hear a plane pass by, i get scared and convinced that it's going to crash right on my head that i start saying shahadah, and stay still untill it goes away!
2- in the busyness of work and study life, and due to the large number of my family members, the one and only place where i'm alone is a taxi cab. i can never tell how my mood changes once i close the door, i just set back and drift away and do all the thinking waiting to be processed. i could come up with a solution to a certain problem, get determined, take a decision, anticipate, reminice, read, anything that needs isolation from the outer world. although there is a driver and maybe a very annoying song and smoke in the air. it's my sanctuary. i need to hire someone just to drive around with me setting in the backseat, it's much different than driving and it could be a career if there were more freaks like me out there.
3- at the age of 19 i needed to get physical therapy for my knees for 2 months. i made up excuses to leave classes or my freinds to go to the hospital. where i felt aweful being in so much pain and being the youngest among 70 year old women giving me sad looks that i would close the curtains and start reading something for school till the 2 hours from hell were over. so there. this is something no one knows about me excpet for my mom, who also made me feel aweful pittying my poor health.
4- i could fully read and write at the age of 4
5- when i was young i wanted to run away from home like a million times and started real planning and thinking what to pack and how to get money
6- it all started in the seventh grade where i dream about something that would happen the next day, really simple stuff like my friend is going to have a hair cut tomorrow, or i'm going to forget ktab el 3arabi bokra. and then some useful stuff at college started to appear like questions that would be on the exam tomorrow. it esclated now to scary scary dreams, people being tortured in the ugliest ways you can imagine and it's like i'm there physically knowing -in the dream- that for example i'm in afghanistan or iraq or palestine now, the people who are having their heads cut, or being burnt, or thrown into boiling water or shoot to death, will be on the news bokra wel 5abar 7aykoun "maqbara jama3eyyeh majhooleh". and only me got to see what really happened. oh my god the blood, the squashed bones, the screams, i want this to stop. i know you think i'm crazy, maybe i was touched by aliens and have super powers to travel in my sleep but i really want this to stop. no one know so maybe if i said it now r7 te5rab hadi el "gift" w a5las menha.
keep them coming :)
i hereby tag loza, adoosh, rawia , and gimini girl.
Monday, May 19, 2008
Binarized
When the tears devour you
all happy moments you had go down the drain
When you're floating 1 foot above the ground,
glowing with joy
sad memories and anticipations suddenly become obsolete
When love is all around and so intense
that it infiltrates you
all the hate and pain in the world is out of reach
And when pain does hit and shatter you to pieces,
the joy you had just yesterday vanishes into thin air
Presence of a feeling does eliminate its opposite in you in a funny way.
does it all come down to 0's and 1's to you?
Real life is analogue with various glitches and spikes,
where all opposites ironically combine,
get real to live!
all happy moments you had go down the drain
When you're floating 1 foot above the ground,
glowing with joy
sad memories and anticipations suddenly become obsolete
When love is all around and so intense
that it infiltrates you
all the hate and pain in the world is out of reach
And when pain does hit and shatter you to pieces,
the joy you had just yesterday vanishes into thin air
Presence of a feeling does eliminate its opposite in you in a funny way.
does it all come down to 0's and 1's to you?
Real life is analogue with various glitches and spikes,
where all opposites ironically combine,
get real to live!
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