Ammar Ibrahim's blog

Growing up in Jordan teaches you to be tough, and sharpens the art of hiding your emotions. As a male you are supposed to be mtamse7 (). I'm not ashamed to show my emotions once a while (whenever my Jordanian pride lets me). Yesterday, while checking out YouTube, I found a video that received over 20 million views! I thought I should check it out. It happens to be an audition for Britain Got Talent, which - not surprisingly - is the counterpart of America Got Talent.

I thought this would entertain me for few minutes. So, I played the video and to my surprise it let my eyes drop few tears. I'm sure it would be very hard to understand as there's nothing emotional about it. But, to me it is. I'll let you watch the video below, then read what I have to see below.





There you see, a sub ordinary human, not very young, who most of us would never be interested in from the way he looks. He's modest to a degree I can't comprehend. He shows up on stage, with obvious lack of confidence and a rusty suit. Then he completely leaves you in shock! It's very hard to believe. The words are failing to describe my interest in this situation, I wish I was a better writer.

Then, you get to see that because there was a platform, this very ordinary man will become the next Pavarotti. Oh how I wish we could have a platform one day for someone to solve the humanitarian issue in Palestine. How I would love to see some ordinary man revolt, overnight, and solve our misery. We need Paul Potts, we need a hero.

Disclaimer: this entry is pointless.

Life has a weird way of balancing things out. I'm a very scientific person that loves technology to the max, and I spend all my day interacting with advanced technology. Even when I run, I have sensors, remotes and hi tech crap over my body to tune and benchmark my runs. You would expect me to trust science when it comes to my health, not that I don't, but I love organic things. I happen to hate medicine a lot, on average I take 4 Panadol pills a year, and that is it. I clearly remember a few years when I didn't take any medicine at all. I'm sort of an old 7ajjeh (old woman) when I have a flu; I keep myself warm, relax, and drink lots of orange juice. Never medicine.

Even when it comes to food, I like healthy food, not because I'm on diet (god forbid), but it's actually tastier. I find processed food usually disgusting, I grew up in a healthy family. I would assume that my family are helth freaks, we're thin it's not a joke. I don't even like sugar that much, which is a weird for half a Nabulsi.

I just wonder for how long can I keep my hatred to medicine before I have those bags of medicine all around me.

I happen to like a few cheesy movies; one of them being Charlie's Angels. There's a hilarious funny part of the angels yoddling. Here you go:

It's not a joke, I'm as scared as you are. I will be running a marathon in 10 days! It may surprise those who know my bad habits of smoking, partying like there's no tomorrow, and lack of physical activity. Fortunately, I quit smoking almost 3 months ago, and decided to become a healthier creature. I've been practicing for some time now, and hopefully, my team will be able to finish the race.

Dead to Read (D2R) is an annual event for psychos, you get teams of 10 people to run 242KM from Dead Sea to Red Sea in under 24 hours. we start running at 3 PM Thursday Jan 31st, and finish (hopefully), by friday morning. I don't understand how I will be awake for 24 hours running. Let that not worry you, as I'm sure a lost hyena will find my sweaty meat tasty on the way down to Aqaba.

My team is a combination of not-bad-runners, horrible runners, ballroom dancer, gimp and a friend's wife. Since the friend's wife is the only woman on the team, we decided to call our team "Sarah and the Sausage Factory". I already heard the not-so-funny jokes of "small sausage, and 4 inch sausage factory". The bad news is that if we win, we won't get any press coverage, I'm sure any editor who grow up in a nasty family would understand the nasty name.

Wish me, and the sausage jockeys some luck.

Via Rueters

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and dismembering of her married lover by her boyfriend, local media
said on Friday.

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