I wish you all a very happy new year and I hope that this year you fulfill all of your dreams and for some of us to rediscover the strength and faith within ourselves.
To rejoice in simple pleasures and gear up for new challenges.
Today is a new year, with new hopes and aspirations.
New resolutions and promises.

This is a prayer that I am going to pray for you, I don't know any of you, but I'm starting to see you all as my friends now, maybe we can't pray for strangers I don't know. But we can definetly pray for friends! I want to thank you for all your nice and encouraging comments you gave me on my last blog (Custard and Jelly) I don't know how to word duas, but I believe that Allah (SWT) listens to what my heart says and understands.

the closest meaning in english would be "the estates"

that's the type of thing i grew up in, scaled down though.. even though my cuz lived round there and this was second home
"Les 4000"

never seen nowt like this in England. <--that pic just goes to show how this buildings get engraved into our identity, people love them, its kinda part of us.

I've always wondered what if a kid reached out to try and touch one of the flowers or birds...

Wonder how many people avoided this blog cuz of the title. hmm

Death isn't really something I like to think about, it's scary! But as much as I ignore it, I do end up thinking about it sometimes. :S

Today while writing a new years message I was going to say "2011 is going to be a great year for you - cuz I'm going to be in it"

And as soon as I was about to type that, I just stopped; my heart must have skipped a beat, as my head just thought "what if I'm not"

I don't think I've ever felt like that before. Like such a serious thought for something quite small. It's scary. Like as if I'm being given signs cuz I'm gna die soon o.O lol ok I don't really believe that but it was weird!

As we grow in this world of devastating lies
In which we're comforted by the corruption and fail to realise
how many more times are we made to see blindly?
Many More?
No not many more as we realise how blind we've become
but fail to act as we act to wana do more
more for who?
more for me or more for you?
too many questions or too little answers
no! just our eyes closed for to long
we're dreaming of a closed world of just us, our ears closed to the cries of its song.

(add to it people)
create your own verse and continue the poem in the comments

I have no idea how to put 2 pics in one blog :/

Damn! I've electricuted a cat o.O

I finally installed the StayFocusd extension for google, which allows you to give yourself a certain limit of net usage.

I had to share this with you. The warning, when extending the time from TEN MINUTES to 180, reads:

Seriously, dude. The whole point of this extension is to stop you from procrastinating.

You're only hurting yourself.

And the kitten that gets an electric shock every time you click OK.

Are you sure you can live with yourself?

Maybe I should reduce the time? 3 hours is a long time!

Frustration in my mind, I channel it through my art,
I’m battling with my demons, while they try to take my heart,
Got gifts from above call it the heart of a lion
My mind is alive on overdrive cus I am defiant
Call me Lioness cus my heart is known as stronger,
Say that you’ve bin fighting but I’ve known this shit for longer,
My heart is with those whose names I do not know,
But at night I see it in their eyes, there is fear & it grows,
Because their homes were bombed & now their children cry,
& nobody understands cus everybody’s hearing lies,
So I feel to fight with every breathe that I take,
Fighting for their justice, I’ll pave me a way
I’ll fight for your Liberation & I’ll die in its name,
As long as something that I do takes away some pain,