F2o Website ... FINALLY UPDATED

Check it out! ;)

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If you are interested in ordering T-shirts:

I will be in Kuwait enshalla from Jan. 2nd till Jan 25th.

You can send in your orders FROM NOW.

Remember, the earlier you order, the earlier you'll get it.

Orders can be sent to f2odesigns@gmail.com

Well, you'd want to know that T-Shirts are customized, ya3ni they're not ready made - i paint straight on them ..

So you can have your t-shirts as unique as possible.

To Order,

You need to specify the following:

* T-Shirt/Polo/Training Jacket/Training Suit (choose)

* the Design - either from pics in the site, or something specific that's on your mind

* Extras - writing .. etc.

* Size

*T-Shirt Color

As for prices, they're as follows:

* T-shirt - 10 KD

* Polo Shirt - 15 KD

* Training Jacket - 20 KD

* Training Suit - 40 KD* Extras (Stras) - +5KD (depending on the amount)

You need to include your name and mobile number so I can confirm the order as well as notify you when it's done.

Note: Since I still haven't found a good Garments Factory that I can deal with, T-Shirts, Polo Shirts, Training Suits are purchased from the following: Zara, Giordano, Topshop, Marks & Spencer, Mother Care (for kids 6ab3an ;p)

F2o Website .. Update in Progress

The F2o Website is currently undergoing major updates.

When you go there, some pages might not appear correctly; I'm trying to upload the changes I've made to it, but apparently something's wrong with the server.

So, it'll be all clean and perfect as soon as possible. :)

When ..

When you're too frustrated to the point that you don't even want to get out of bed ..

When you're upset about your performance at school ..

When you're absolutely stressed out because of all the projects, exams, and grades ..

When you're not in the mood to answer any phone call or messages ..

When your mood swings have swung you in just every bad direction you could think of ..

When you feel like dropping everything and quitting, even though you were never a quitter ..

When you're homesick ..


A good, reassuring phone call from your Mom .... Everything seems to go back to being A-ok !
Da3watech Mama .. Love you :*

Random Thoughts & Stuff

* I'm currently uploading updates for my site; it's taking a very long time. I just hope Dreamweaver doesn't freeze like last time.

* I'm still recovering from the flu, and I'm praying to God that I'd feel better tomorrow so I can get on with my schedule. I just can't do anything when I'm sick.

* Going around, reading blogs. Interesting stuff out there.

* Craving Starbucks - Pumkin Spice Latte & a sugar donut.
* Also craving Choowy Goowy cookies, Burger Boutique, Chocolate Bar - virtually everything in Kuwait, and yeah, I'm on a diet. :p

* I'm thinking of writing the "100 Things About Me" post, which uTmost asked me to. (yabeela mazaj ;p)

* Looking at some Flickr galleries; this is what I'm look at now http://www.flickr.com/photos/nescafe. Love the photos, Nescafe :)

* I miss my Dad A LOT. Had a dream about him last night.

* My sis says it's cold outside; ana masheft el sekka since Friday (stupid flu!). It's weird, cuz it's usually not cold in Dubai. The other day, it actually rained for a whole day! Mashalla

* I miss Mom and everyone back home.

* What's up with people and cursing? (That's what I've been seeing in lots of blogs) Ya3ni, is it considered cool? Especially those who use curse words in the wrong context, just for the sake of it. It's like being with a kid who just learned the f-word. Pathetic.

* Thanks for putting me on your Grls blog list, uTmost :)

* I feel like getting a huuuge white pieace of paper and just draw and draw o a6ale3 7areti hehe .. Waay, engineering is just killing the joy.

* Can't wait till I go back to working on T-Shirt designing, a7la shu3oor!

* Hope I pass all of my courses this semester.

* Boondocks is on Paramount Comedy Channel; me no like.

* Madri what's wrong with Blogger; I can't edit the color, font etc. I'm going to post this the way it is for the timebeing.

Flu

I need a miracle medicine .. !

So much for the long weekend; i'm probably going to spend most of it in bed. Thank you, Flu.

PRES Design Show 2006

This post is a bit late, seeing that the show was in October; better late than never.

Back in August, while I was doing my internship in KEO, Kuwait, I got a call from Mr. Osama Zarour, who is "Deputy GM, Director, Development & Planning" of PRES. (www.Visitpres.com)

I had recently launched my new website, and he was amazed by the work. I was asked to meet with him at the office to talk and discuss several things. He explained to me the concept of PRES, and showed me the designs that were prepared for the event. Mr. Osama offered me space in the PRES Design Show that was going to be held in October, which was also the grand opening of PRES, located right beside Al-Corniche Club.

After two months of extensive designing and planning, a hundred visits to the printers (where I almost killed the people working there), putting everything together a day before the event (which coincidently was my birthday; there was cake and singing), and last-minute touches, the Design Show was on.

It was GREAT! The F2o booth was constantly filled with people browsing through t-shirts, asking questions, and making purchases. There were 60 unique t-shirts displayed, meaning that each t-shirt design was used once. Lots of emails were coming in right after the exhibition inquiring about customized orders, or to just congratulate me. Thanks!

Set aside all the frustrations, stress, and im7atat, it was all worth the hassle; I would do it all over again in a heartbeat.

To my loving mom, sisters, cousins, and friends: THANK YOU for all the support! It means a lot to me!

Mr. Osama & Mr. Iyad: thanks for the support and help!

And to those whom I yelled or got frustrated at: sorry, it just wasn't me heheh; I deeply apologize for being so snappy that day.

A Tribute To You

More than eight months have passed now, yet it feels like yesterday when I got this phone call from my mom telling me that she and my dad had arrived at Dubai to surprize me.

I was very sick then, and that was why they had decided to come earlier than they planned to in the first place.

They drove all the way from Kuwait, simply because my dad loves the road. I did too.

A couple of weeks passed by, and the Friday morning came when my dad decided to drive back home to Kuwait. He wanted my mom to go back on a plane; chena galba 7as. I remember him wearing an exceptionally white dishdasha; that was strange, because he usually wears pants and a shirt while traveling anywhere, even to Gulf countries.

Saturday morning, after coming back from the gym, I got this phone call from my mom; she was oddly quiet, but I know my mom's tone when something's wrong, I know it too well.

The wait at the airport was unbearable, especially when my sister and I had no idea what had happened. Coincidently, my aunt (whom we haven't seen since my late Uncle Saeed's funeral) was with us on the same plane. It was no coincidence after all. Seb7an Allah, el 3ayla matteyama3 ella 3ala el 7ezen.

The news was devastating.

I miss seeing you in the airport, waiting for me to come out of the baggage claim area.

I miss seeing you every morning, sitting in the living room, drinking your coffee with your cigarette tucked between your fingers.

I miss kissing you good morning, and kissing you good night.

I miss how we sometimes played pranks and acted silly; many of my friends don't have that kind of relationship with their fathers. You know what I tell them now? "7aram tara .. Betta7asefon."

I miss the way we made our "malaqa" jokes that we laughed hard at.

I miss seeing you get excited about making my mom her favorite sandwich that looked like it had to be eaten at some gourmet restaurant. I used to call you Chef Fawzi.

I miss how you smiled and your face lit up everytime I showed you my latest drawings, and how you always gave me suggestions to improve them. I remember the last drawing that I showed you on my laptop: it was of an old Kuwaity man drinking tea out of an estekana.

You loved it.

I miss everything that is you.

You simply emulate the true meanings of compassion and love; you are no ordinary father.

Today is your birthday - such a difficult date to go through.

اللهم اغفر له وأرحمه وعافه وأعفو عنه , وأكرم نزله ووسع مدخله , وأغسله بالماء والثلج والبرد , ونقهِ من الذنوب والخطايا كما ينقى الثوب الابيض من الدنس , اللهم ابدله دارا خيرا من داره , واهلا خيرا من أهله , وزوجا خيرا من زوجه , اللهم ادخله الجنه , اللهم ادخله الجنه , اللهم ادخله الجنه , وأعذه من عذاب القبر , اللهم أعذه من عذاب القبر , اللهم أعذه من عذاب القبر , وأعذه من عذاب النار , اللهم اعذه من عذاب النار , اللهم اعذه من عذاب النار .

Just a Thought

I'm the kind of person who whenever something comes up that really bothers me, I just bottle up all of these feelings till one day KABOOM! (Notice I said "one day," because that's how long I take to finally open up.)
Yep. I know. That's bad.
Someone on MSN just asked me today, "what kind of person are you?"
I asked, "In what aspects are you asking?"
She replied, "Well, are you the quiet, subtle type that keeps all of her problems and worries to herself?"
Hmmm. How did I give that away just through MSN?
Weird.
My cousin always tells me whenever I'm feeling down or frustrated to open up and talk to someone, or to write it down on paper.
My reply to her was that I try to cool off by keeping busy with school and design. Ya3ni a6alle3 7arreti bel derasa wel sheghel o allahi 3omri. She pointed out that this is no way to solve the problem; I'm just sweeping it under the carpet and doing other things to forget a bit.
Well, I try to open up, sometimes, to people whom I feel comfortable talking to. Writing - haven't tried it much.
Maybe this blog might come in handy at those times.
We'll see.
Let me just write about "anything and everything" as my cousin oao has it on his blog.

F2o Website

Finally!
After actually studying the book Dreamweaver 8 for Dummies, and after asking a thousand questions to people who have good background in webdesign, I launched the official F2o website [August 9th, 2006]. I had no knowledge whatsover about webdesign, so, hopefully with time, I will polish the site and transform it into a more professional one.

I decided it was time to move from my old website to a new, independent one which I will find easier to maintain, and also so I would update it more often.


SECTIONS STILL UNDER CONSTRUCTION:
* Kuwaiti Talents - I'm waiting for the artists' work
* Comic Strip - the "Go With The 'Fro" comic strip needs some more thought and time; it'll be out soon, hopefully

CHANGES/UPDATES:
* News box on the front page
* T-Shirt ad - those who have F2o T-Shirts and would like to post their pics
to show them off
* animated cartoons
* latest t-shirt designs
* best-sellers (t-shirts)
* more drawings for the Early Works section
* work on more organized galleries with easy viewing


There is currently a plan for setting up an online shop a little down the line. Studying in the UAE (and being banned from designing t-shirts during the semester) will make it hard to maintain the e-shop. So, until then, I will be receiving t-shirt orders during my stays in Kuwait. Announcements will be made in advance.

Back !

Well, I'm back to blogging!

A major part of the reason that made me return to my blog is because I'm launching my new website very soon (probably by the end of this week), and I'd like to link my blog. Also, I seem to have so much in my mind that I need to put down on "paper," 3ashan araye7 bali shway heheh .. I remember my cousin telling me last week that we're just sooo used to dealing with stress, man3aref neg3ad ra7a!

Another reason, is, well, boredom! I'm currently doing my internship at KEO International Consultants (which is great, by they way), and these days I'm practically sitting down doing nothing (working hours are from 8 to 5pm!). So, I might as well do something resourceful. I do try to kill time by sketching cartoons, or planning out different sections of my site.

Sooo,, taraqqaaboona ;p

F2o: Out

T-Shirt Designs

F2o T-Shirt Designs

Original Designs for T-Shirts and Polo Shirts
[Guys, Girls, and Kids]



F2o Will Be Receiving Orders in Kuwait from May 16th till June 4th

AND

In The UAE From June 6th till July 20th

(and then back again in Kuwait :))

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Check Out Some Designs At The Following Website:
http://f2o.q8students.net

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You Can Place Your Order By Sending an Email To:
f2odesigns@gmail.com

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Prices:
T-shirt -- 10 KD
Polo Shirt -- 15 KD

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اللهم اغفر له وأرحمه وعافه وأعفو عنه , وأكرم نزله ووسع مدخله , وأغسله بالماء والثلج والبرد , ونقهِ من الذنوب والخطايا كما ينقى الثوب الابيض من الدنس , اللهم ابدله دارا خيرا من داره , واهلا خيرا من أهله , وزوجا خيرا من زوجه , اللهم ادخله الجنه , اللهم ادخله الجنه , اللهم ادخله الجنه , وأعذه من عذاب القبر , اللهم أعذه من عذاب القبر , اللهم أعذه من عذاب القبر , وأعذه من عذاب النار , اللهم اعذه من عذاب النار , اللهم اعذه من عذاب النار .

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للموت رائحة

بقلم الأديبة ليلى العثمان

02/04/2006 ليست عصية على الشم رائحة الموت، شيء مثل رائحة الطبيخ - نغلق دونها باب المطبخ، نفتح الشفاط.. رغم ذلك تتسرب إلينا الرائحة حتى الطابق الثالث أو الرابع.

شيء تحسه يطاردك، ينقبض له صدرك، وتضيق منه انفاسك. تظل تسائل نفسك: ما هذا الذي اشمه واحسه؟ ولا تدري انها رائحة الموت تنذرك بان حزنا كبيرا استجلبته لك الفاجعات المستورة بين الايام، وان القدر يعد لك بين حين وحين، فأسا تضرب رأسك، وتحرث قلبك، وتفتح قبورا لا اول لها ولا آخر.

شيء ما ينذرك بموت قادم، ورغم انك تراه كل يوم من خلال شاشة التلفاز، الجثث المذبوحة بالسكاكين، الجثث المضروبة بالرصاص، الجثث التي دهستها السيارات وتلك التي تطايرات اشلاؤها من طائرة، تراه كذلك في احلامك، تشم رائحته مع انفاسك المتلاحقة، تصحو، تتعوذ من الشيطان وتهمس: 'اللهم اجعله خيرا'، رغم ذلك تتصوره بعيدا عنك، وتفتش عن مقولة 'تحلم بدارك.. يصير لجارك' وانت تتمنى الا يصيب هذا الجار أو ذاك. ولكن حين تستبد بك الرائحة فإنها تجعل قلبك مرتعشا، وافكارك قلقة، وحالك مضطربا ينتظر الشيء الغامض، الذي يجعلك تتوقع الخبر.

في ذلك الصباح حين جاءني صوت أخي الكبير بادرته كعادتي: هل ستأتي لتشرب القهوة؟ قال بصوت حزين: أي قهوة؟ هناك خبر سيئ، لقد مات اخونا فوزي اثر حادث مروع في السعودية وانطفأ النهار، قبل عام فجعنا بوفاة اخي عبداللطيف، وقبله بعام كانت وفاة اخي د. سعيد، وهكذا ثلاثة اخوة في اعوام متتالية، كان موت أخي فوزي رحمه الله مفجعا، مباغتا، وانا اكره موت الغفلة. فحين يمرض الانسان ويطول مرضه ثم يمضي، تكون الفجيعة اهون، لكنه القدر، الذي كتبه الله على البشر، كل يموت بأجله.

وكل يموت بالطريقة التي كتبها الله له في لوحه ولا نملك الا التسليم بقدر الله. كان فوزي رحمه الله من الاخوة المقربين الى قلبي، طاقة من المرح وخفة الظل فلا يمل له مجلس، لأنه بحيويته ينعش المجلس، وكان له قلب كالقطن الناصع، وهبه الله بنات ثلاثا - صبايا - كالاقمار حفظهن الله. كنت اقول له: نريد لك ولدا فيحمد الله كثيرا ويقول: البنات نعمة وعندي بناتي يساوون الدنيا. كان رحمه الله ابا حنونا، عطوفا، منفتحا لا توجد بينه وبين بناته حواجز أو خوف كالذي يعيشه بعض الابناء مع آبائهم، يدللهن دلالا بلا افساد، ويكرمهن كرما بلا اسراف، ويفتح قلبه لشكواهن واسرارهن ما اجملهن: ريم، ريهام، وفاطمة التي اسماها على اسم جدته لامه.

لنا نحب اخوتنا، لكننا نجد انفسنا نفضل هذا الاخ عن ذاك. الاخ الذي يكون بارا غير الاخ الذي لا يدق ابواب اخوته، الاخ الذي يكرمه الله بزوجة حنون وحريصة على الا تقطع صلة الرحم بين زوجها واهله، غير ذلك الذي تشحنه الزوجة بالحقد وتدفعه بكل الطرق الشريرة الى ان يجافي اهله ويعادي اخوته ويغلق باب بيته في وجوههم. ومحبة هذا الاخ تتضاعف لان الله من عليه بزوجة طيبة وانسانة رائعة - أصيلة وواصلة بارك الله فيها. هي اليوم ام واب في وقت واحد. ولا شك، الا انها القادرة على الامساك بزمام حياتها وحياة البنات.

هل اسميه عام الموت؟ منذ بدايته فقدنا الوالد الكبير الشيخ جابر الاحمد الصباح رحمه الله، فكان حزننا عليه حزنا كبيرا وصادقا لانه كان حاكما عادلا - وما اندر الحكام العادلين - ثم فقدت صديقا غاليا على قلبي. ولم تمض ايام حتى فقد اولادي عمهم الوحيد، ثم اخي، ثم الفنان الكبير المبدع خالد النفيسي ويبدو ان الحبل على الجرار، ولا ندري من سنفقد بعد. كتبت لصديق عزيز رسالة قلت فيها: لست متفائلة بهذا العام رغم انني احب ارقام السنوات المزدوجة، فكتب لي يقول: هذه يا سيدتي اقدار مكتوبة منذ الازل ولا علاقة لها بالايام والسنوات، ولا بالارقام المفردة والمزدوجة.

لكنني لا اخفيكم انني مازلت خائفة من هذا العام، وانني اتمنى ان يدخل ولو فرحا صغيرا الى قلبي ليعوض مرارة الصدمات والاوجاع. فهل سيأتي كالريح ليطرد رائحة الموت؟

Article in Al-Qabas

Spring Break

March 20th - March 25th

(Mesta3yela ;P)

Groovy Gal

Dreams

"Sweet is the dream, divinely sweet, when absent souls in fancy meet."
Sir Thomas More

Dreams ... Ambitions ... Goals ... Hope ... Those are just a few keywords that interlace closely, but what I want to focus on here is "dreams."

I believe, as most of you would agree with me, that without dreams, one would not have a stronger motivation to go on with his/her day, week, month, or even life. Some people can, however, feeling that they can actually live their lives without dreaming or trying to achieve something to make their dreams come true.

A kid may dream of being the most popular kid in school, or even a famous star one day. Adults, similarly, have big dreams, but from a more mature and realistic point of view. One may dream of growing up, earning a college degree, getting a respectable job, meeting the right person, and building a family. There's no specific age range for having dreams, and no limits to what these dreams may be.

On a personal note, I wake up everyday, thanking God that I have something to look forward to, including my dreams. Some of these dreams are easily achieved, and others just need some time and an extra effort to be made.

Yet, certain dreams are a bit difficult for me to judge whether or not I will be able to make them come true. Fate plays a huge role. I believe that, from my part, I can dream all I want, and one day, fate might work its magic and turn this dream into reality. Elli Allah katbah be9eer :)

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Elli Malah Awwal ... !

Rainy Tuesday

The weather in the UAE has the weirdest mood swings I've ever seen!
A normal day can start off being sunny, then converging slowly to being cloudy, and gradually going back to being sunny again. But it doesn't end there; all of a sudden, the weather could take a sharp turn into being sooo windy you can barely walk from A to B. Finally, it could totally catch you off guard by raining, with a duration from five to fifteen minutes! (Yes, people. Believe it or not, it does rain here.) Oh, and let's not forget the occasional fog, which is definitely an unwanted guest.
So in short, when you come to the UAE, it's most likely that you experience the four season in one week. Heck you can experience them in one day! Sub7an Allah!

So, I had an 8:00am-class this morning, and only three of us showed up five minutes before the class. We started tempting eachother to leave and force the professor to cancel the class, since it's raining outside. (Madri shdakhal el mu6ar bel maw'6oo3 ;P) After convincing eachother, we decided to stand outside the classroom and dismiss the rest of our classmates. (walla 6la3at mo hayna eli weyay; bedoon thekr asami heheh) To tell you the truth, we were hoping that the professor himself wouldn't show up, you know, because of the rain.

Well, people don't always get what they hoped for. The professor showed up a few minutes after 8:00. We were four students by then, and around six or seven were standing outside the building. So, we started explaining to him that many of us are stuck in traffic jams, because of the rain. (la 9ej, this was true) The professor finally decided to cancel the class, and substitute it next week with one of our lab hours. Fair enough. We're not complaining. He even asked the four of us to come sign our names on the attendance sheet; perhaps it's for some bonus points? Heheh la a9adeg wayed ;p

I got to mention that this week has been the week of canceling classes for this professor. On Sunday, class was canceled because the professor had to go out of town, for a conference, I guess. Yesterday, our lab session was canceled because the lab instructor lost his voice. Hehehe 7aram, bas we were lucky enough :P

I think this is as good as it gets with this course. So I'm not gonna get my hopes up so much in the future!

3omrah Ma Tebakhar .. !

I know I haven't posted anything lately. So I thought I'd post a drawing whilst I finish up the draft of my next entry.
Enjoy :)

Foggy Monday

As I walked out the door to my car this morning, all I could see was ... NOTHING! The weather was sooo foggy that all you could see was a blank sheet covering the whole view. Mashalla! London mo el Sharjah ;P ... But I can't say I really liked that scene.

Let me rewind back a bit:
Yesterday, while I was still recovering from the flu (since last weekend!), I decided to take Panadol Cold & Flu. What I didn't know was that taking these pills makes a person soOoOo dizzy, and the problem is I took two pills at around 1:30 pm. It was only one hour later when I started seeing circles, stars, rectangles ... you name it! So I slept at 2:30pm and woke up at 7pm, had dinner, surfed the net for a while, took two more pills at 10pm and went straight to bed! (Yeah, I'm that crazy).

Now, going back to today, Foggy Monday. I guess the real effect of those pills didn't show up until today. True - I woke up feeling better regarding my soar throat and light fever, but I felt sleepier than ever. Let alone having to wake up at 7 am and dealing with this heavy fog. I don't know, it felt like all of my energy was being sucked out by this gloomy weather. Well, I thought it was just me who felt that way. During my 8 am-class, almost everyone looked the way I felt! Hehehe wallaaa chenna rasheenna fleet! (Usually, we do interact with the professor and solve problems with him, believe it or not! :P) Towards the end of the class, the professor gave up and decided to just go through the problems instead of asking us to solve them for him. Lo nadri chan sawaina chethi minzeman :P

Anyways, so we went through the day sulking and dragging ourselves around from class to class. I almost slept in two of my classes, one of which is impossible to sleep through because of the overly-active professor mashalla 3alaaih 3aini 3alaih barda hehe

Yaalla ... Tomorrow will be a better day ... Enshallaa :D

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toxic-honey -- Thaaaanks a lot for helping me out with inserting the shoutbox :D

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Hasta Mañana !

Shoutout .. ! ;P

Bedoooon Muqaddemat ..

Just wanted to give a shoutout to:

- My Cousin elli nawwarat Dubai, even though masheft'ha ella gabel latsafer beshwayya ;p bas enshalla en3awe'6ha next time .. eL 7emdela 3ala eL Salama :*

- Mi Hermanas -- Good Luck in AUK :* .. And Good Luck Chillin' in Da House ;Pp

- Cousin Dee -- Shedaaay 7aailech , methel mattefaQna :) Miss yeew

- Cousin DilDil -- Layaleena? Banat eL Reya'6? Hi5? Zahbay el majallat 7ag el dawam heheh

- Ferrero Roche -- Good luck with that report Allaah y3eenech :)

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F2O ... Out !

Jaberna ..

It was Sunday, at the break of dawn. January 15th, 2006. Cell phones across Kuwait haven't stopped ringing all morning, filling inboxes with text messages carrying painfull, but inevitable, news:

"El Shaikh Jaber tuwafa.."
"3a'6am Allah Ajerkum.."

Sudden as it was, nobody could believe it. I sprang out of bed and switched on to KTV. It was true.

Wa Ra7al Ameer eL Quloob .. Jaber eL A7mad eL Jaber eL 9uba7 ..

During the early hours of this painful day, a miracle was born: a website that opened its doors to all Kuwaities as well as non-Kuwaities to share and forward their condolences to eachother and to Kuwait. Within one day, this forum was filled with loyal members, expressing their grief for the loss of Baba Jaber. Today, www.Jaberna.com is the proud abode of 6,180 members, and still counting! Mashallah! Allahuma zeed wa barek! ..

I recently joined the team of Jaberna.com, with a section of my own to display my work. (Click here to go there). The section, called "Ma3ra'6 eL Awfeya2 eL Fanni," contains sub-sections for the artists that Jaberna.com had adopted. Take a look at the works of the artists and designers - mashalla shay 3ajeeb!
I'd like to stop right here and thank someone who gave me this great opportunity of displaying my work online, and not only in any forum, but the forum that carries the name of our beloved Shaikh Jaber, may his soul rest in peace. "Yateem Jaber" -- thanks for the encouragement and support. Also, Abdullah Al-Ghunaim, the owner and creator of Jaberna.com -- great work! The Kuwaiti people are thankful for your efforts and talents.

Please read the following du3aa':

رحم الله الوالد الشيخ جابر الاحمد الجابر الصباح .. اللهم اغفر له وارحمه وعافه واعف عنه واكرم نزله ووسع مدخله واغسله بالماء والثلج والبرد ونقه من الذنوب والخطايا كما ينقى الثوب الأبيض من الدنس اللهم يسر حسابه وأبدله دارا خيرا من داره وأهلا خيرا من أهله وزوجا خيرا من زوجه ، اللهم نور عليه قبره وأمدد له فيه مد بصره وأجعل أول منازله من الجنة ، اللهم ألهم ذويه الصبر والسلوان وأخلفه في أهله بخير

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Finalmente ... !

eL Salam 3alaikum .. Hello .. Hola .. Namaste .. Ciao .. Guten Tag!


I finally finally decided to start my own blog. It's been a while now since I went back and forth, making up my mind whether or not this really is worth my time. Well, the only way to find out, I thought, was to give it a shot. So here I am!

Let me give you guys, who don't know me, a brief intro:
I'm a Kuwaiti girl studying Civil Engineering in the UAE. I'm an artist; I draw cartoons and have started my own T-shirt designing business (Click Here to view my website). No connection between the two? Well, before finishing high school, while I was on that famous cross-road of "deciding on my future," I chose to segregate my hobby of drawing from my academics. Do I regret it one bit? Not at all! Akhraat'ha esmi Muhandesa hehehe :P Plus I still draw; actually I've developed this hobby now and am using it a lot -- t-shirt designing, participating in forums, drawing for magazines, and more.

One of the main reasons for starting this blog is to actually interact with people, especially those of you who have questions or comments regarding my drawings or t-shirt designs that you find in my website. So, don't hesitate to any comments. Another reason is to just get things out of my system: thoughts, ideas, incidents; sometimes you just need to talk, or write, about almost anything that pops in your mind. 3adi faj'aa telgon topic malah 3elaqa eb shay, bas ba6alle3 7arreti bel ketaba heheh so get used to it from now :P .

Yalla I'll end this here.

Hasta Luego !