You are a drug designer
Tuesday, November 10, 2009


You are a drug designer..

NO, Not you!! I am not talking to you!!! BUT I am writing to you ^__^ and that’s certainly mean something
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In all articles I wrote, there is special substance in common which is me *Thank you very much*

Well, I have spent my last summer holiday reading books talking about finding happiness and being the happiest and being confidence and blah blah blah.
Well, I wrote such stupid words on my copybook which says: You are happy, you are special, you are clever_ just trying to cheer me up since I am not enjoying studying pharmacy as I thought… well, I wasn’t cheered up when my friends read it !! Anyway it’s not only me who is trying to cheer me up, and it’s not only me who need to be cheered up * Well All drug designer need *


“You are a drug designer “she (Dr. Nehad) said this word in each times she entered the class, and with each time she went out..



Pharmacy students = drug designer!! * Really nice*

I have been dreaming of being a house designer, a clothes designer, an artist. But I have never thought that in becoming a pharmacist I will be a drug designer!!

And that’s make this science somehow a kind of art! And I am definitely loving art, and that’s lead us to the point that I love pharmacy and I will certainly love being a drug designer ^__^


I don’t know why this wasn’t a passing phrase …. It was a cheering up phrase maybe.
Umm, Midcourse examination will started next Sunday *__* and I am so afraid and really freaked out, but unable to decide in which mood I am.

I am spending an hour each day talking to my clothes’ store,
 in which I posted a few sheets where I wrote headlines about (Antibiotic) in my own designing way. Really hard pharmacology examination I’ll have next week with almost all antibiotic groups beside many other subjects. I have a difficulty on memorizing and differentiating between them *__*.

I really don’t like moaning publicly but I am really under big stress now.


As I said before, my sister has been engaged to a special man as she is. Nice to have another brother in law, and nice to see my sister happy with someone. But it’s really not nice to have someone compete with me on my sister. I can’t ignore that I have some kind of jalousie feeling from him in their first week of engagement. I was talking to her about all things happening to me during the day, telling her my entire little secret. But now, there is something change, she is always busy, not listening with desired, not understood me like before. But that’s ok since she is happy and I am happy and we all living together in this happy Iraq * not funny!! I know ^__^*

Now, I really have to spend an hour in imagination by looking to my store clothes, and start a real step on designing drug!

See you…




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posted by Hadia at 1:48 PM | 4 comments
Just to say hi and talk to you later
Thursday, October 15, 2009
seems like I haven't wrote anything here since the school began... well, Network curfew!!! ^__^ *kidding*

I have been so busy last three week with school, my sister engagement party, and my other sister vist to us and all of that keep me out of reach.

umm, Third stage in Pharmacy college seems bretty much better than the second stage with it's more interesting subjects and better teachers. But I still have that problem with a douzen of unread lectures waiting to be studied.... I 'll talk about this later

My sister's party was a great waster of time, we spent weeks preparing for it... And It was worth working... umm, I'll talk about this later.

so see you later, Because it's time for electricity to turn off..
And untill later, Stay safe dear reader..
 
posted by Hadia at 11:39 AM | 9 comments
Back to college !!! (27/9)
Thursday, September 24, 2009

Ramadan ended with forgiveness, Eid ended with happiness and holiday ended with….

__ Wait!! What did I write?

__ I wrote: holiday ended…


__ End? That soon!!

Please wait, I need more break. I don’t want to go back to my school

Ok, there is only three ways:

1- A war to take place in your own country,

And this is not possible, since my own Iraq is already living in war.

2- Election to delay the school for a week,

And this is hard since it need a person with high position in the government to bring forward the date of the election. And I (Hadia) hate politics and all people work on it, and I am not going to knock such door !

3- A falsified kidnapping.

AM I JOKING???

I didn’t go outside house from about 20 days . Plus, that will not stop the school, there will be a school but there will not be Hadia in the school !!

School is always waiting in the corner, whether I want to admit this or not.



So, doctrorst and professors


Please, broaden the road …

I am coming



 
posted by Hadia at 2:01 PM | 10 comments
Just talking...
Friday, September 18, 2009
Just Talking.....



Yesterday, my sister came from Baghdad to spend Eid al Futor in Mosul . Of course she came with her nice kids:

Aya, is like a princess who shows polite and ladies behaviors most of the time. she consider me as her best aunt *I guess* but that's not mean she loves me as a person and accept my thought!!

I can’t be 100% myself when I am with her, she always talks like someone older than her age, mocks my words and thoughts, pretending that she is not caring of my opinions and I am only that insect that is good in nothing but telling stories !!!!

I still remember that day when I gave her my bear and told her that she is his mother today, and he will sleep with her in the bed and she must feed him well and take good care of him. She gazed me and said with contempt “It’s a toy, he is not human”!!

In some cases when she shows respect and not makes me feel humiliated and not says anything, her eyes WILL instead...

She refused to eat date when I asked her because she knows its taste!! I know the taste of absolutely everything but I am still eating!!

Anyway, she is different from that kid (Ayman) with his cartoony personality, soft voice, and broken words!! And different from the little Anas with his shy and curious looks…

I spend hour’s yesterday watching extremely silly cartoon, with ugly girl called (Rayhana). You really missed it; I can’t be fair in the valuation of this shows.

Aya did her best in explaining this shows, she told me “Rayhana is a mother but she don’t have children “ *sound interesting!!!!!!, but it doesnt make any sense* ^_^

She continued: “And, Jojo is her husband”

*Thanks God she didn’t said: "but they are not married!! ^__^*.

It was really rich hours that made me more confidence in who I am in compare with Aya.

Today, it’s really busy day with all house works; preparing our house for the big attack that will took place in the first day of Eid, since all of my uncles and their sons and their grandchildren are going to spend the day in our lovely house.

Anyway, Eid mean that Ramadan will be over.Ramadan month really goes fast!! I was thinking of writing a post about my day in Ramadan… butI was ummm... BUSY!!



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posted by Hadia at 5:51 AM | 7 comments
The eyes of the coward, not slept
Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Muntather Al zaidi was released.

I don’t know how to translate my feeling about his act and about him in words but I felt that I should write about this,so I’ll just share this few poems of Ahmad Mutar (Iraqi poet):





حينما أقتدت أسيرا
قفزت دمعة
ضاحكة:
ها قد تحررتُ أخيراً

When I was led as a prisoner

A tear had fall

a Laughing tear:

“ Finally, I was freed”



وتمشيت برغم الموت أشدو
على أشلائي
(لا نامت أعينُ الجبناء)
لا نامــــــــــت أعيُنُ الجبناءِ

Mabrook Muntather......
I am feelimg so speechless....better to end this post

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posted by Hadia at 5:21 AM | 10 comments
Awch
Wednesday, September 09, 2009
Al Salam_alykum,

I have no destination in this post but my inner mind order me to write a new post and I am following whatever he said since I am not putting myself in bad shoes.

Before a couple of days, my mother took me to a little shop near her college in order to buy me clothes for Eid. Well I was walking so confidently in that serpentine street, taking two steps after another, and following my mom who was walking fast as always.

In the middle of this race, I felt the gross surface of the street leaving light touch in my face. The inner mind commented that we fell on the ground, and we (me and the inner mind) have to stand-up as fast as we can without making a joke of ourselves!!

Well, It’s his choice and I am not going to follow this (creepy thinking) so I left him with his orders alone and shouted to my mom who was away from me, she was going to enter the shop when I stopped her “ mom I fell, please wait me” I didn’t stand on my feet till she came and helped me. I felt pain in my right leg but never mind, let’s go shopping

Well, I got a new Jacket if that interest you !! but it was a really bad day. Ofcourse the pain left its effect on this weak body who didn't stop said "Awch" everey few hours. well, It was really geat falling; It left a blue sign in my knee.

In this lucky day, I went to the dentist and he asked me to wear the braces over again.

OH, can’t these teeth live in peace!! should they share me that too !! I wore the braces three years and I never get my teeth straight.

The problem is when I took a picture, I got a three dimensional one!

my face seems to be oriented in a different side from my teeth. And this Brace is so cool in torturing human being by putting our teeth restricted in its own home (mouth!!)

It’s hurting me so much!! I can’t eat many kinds of food. I hardly gained 4 pounds last two month and I don’t want to lose it… I want to make this triangular face more rounded. And I am not yet an artist !!

Stay safe, and eat well

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posted by Hadia at 2:15 PM | 14 comments