DRUGS

"Military science" is an obligatory class for every college student who carries a Jordanian nationality studying at any Jordanian university, private & public.

It basically introduces the system of the Jordanian armed forces, its devisions and departments alongside some crucial national concepts.
Why am I writing this blog entry? Because I had a very interesting lecture today in this class, about drugs.

It was basic education on drugs, introduced by a lieutenant from the devision of fighting drugs ( sorry, I don't know the actual name of the department in English ). The lecturer was amazing; amazing skills, great talk and astonishing use of humor-for-a-purpose. Although there were times where humor was not suitable, so it wasn't used.

Now, I've never really went deep on researching about drugs, brcase they're not wide-spread in Jordan, thank God, yet today's talk really affected me. Although the known cases were only 1200 cases, it remains sad. There's no industry for planting drugs here, again, thank God, yet some people, as everywhere else, succeed in smugling some in.

We were breifed ( briefed?spell check plz) about heroine, cocaine and marijuana. Prices, what people do to get these stuff, also how many doses would make you an addict, what happens if u don't get ur dose in time and such info.
It SHOCKS what people do in favor of a poision that kills them. Amazing how many sabotage and insult their own intellegence and how many many people who had very bright futures lying front of them wipe them all away for the sake of getting a moment of extasy that'll sooner or later end their life along with their long-dead future...unless they do something about it.

In Islam, drugs, along with alcohol, as u all may know, are forbidden. For one simple sane reason: they kill you, and if not, they milk you to zero. In our culture, drugs are unacceptable, for the reasons before.

Some stories told today brought tears in my eyes alongsode the 500 other sutdents in the auditorium, for other stories, we laughed our heads off, not mocking the victims, only because of the sillyness of parents who don't even have a clue on what their son's favorite color is.
In a story told today, 3 guys overdosed and dies, 3 young guys not more than 22 years old. One guy's parents were like "we are so shocked that our son was addicted! We didn't know were he gets the money for drugs! Afterall, we only assigned 150$ as his daily allowence!!"

As drugs are not welcome in this culture, the department welcomes any addict who wants to lose their addiction, dealed with very secretly to avoid social scandal for that person. Many has succeeded in going back to normal life and leading careers, while others recovered for a while, then slipped back into addiction.

I'd like to hear your comments on this, any follow up questions u'd like to ask or any ideas u'd love to add =)

Basel

I like the name itself.

Basel was a 5 years-old boy who had brain cancer. My sister, being a nurse at a cancer centre, met this boy. She said he was extraordinary; smart, charming and very gorgoues. But most of all, he was very brave.

She said that everytime he saw her he'd say "you are the ugliest nurse I've ever seen! You never wear make-up!"

But one day, he was late for his chemo-therapy session and he had this fake sword with him. So he went to my sister wanting to fight her, my sister adores kids, so she said " well, why don't you use your sword with the ppl who operate the session?" when that worked, he came up to my sister and said " you know, you're not ugly anymore =)"

One day, I went to visit my sis, I ot to her house before her, and she came along with this tiny bottle of bubble solution and said "hey look, Basel got me this today because he thinks I'm pretty now"

I loved this boy without even meeting him. He, and many other cases, just tell you how strong a child is. They know they're sick, but they still play around and laugh along. Basel was brave, very brave.

He lost his ability to speak lately, he only smiled at people he liked.

The beauty of life lies in the eyes of these charachters who paint your world with their charming souls. It hurts when you see such a soul in such pain but it even hurts more when you know there's nothing you can do but sit and watch them slip away.

Makes you very happy when one of them recovers and joins life again without fear of dying soon yet you get a new hope everytime one of these amazing people smiles at you.





Basel died last week.






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The NT Zone: Someone Stole The Bridge!!

It was an ordinary Thursday a few months ago, T and I were going home from college after a long long day at the summer term. Summer classes are known to be boring, annoying and melting-hot.

Missing our direct bus home, we had to take 2 buses, one down to the old bus "station" and the other from there to home.

On the way, there's a big beautiful park, Al-Hussain Park; a nice place to have picnics with your family & friends. The bus passed by it and there was a project to make a new pedastry bridge there. You know, bridges designed for people to use them when wanting to cross streets.

The steps there, but the main body was not done yet. So I looked out and said " Hey T, look!!"

She looked and said " yeah, it's a bridge project.....find someone who cares."
So I said " no no, idiota!! Eres muy tonta!! that's not a bridge project, that is a crime!! Can't you see that someone stole the bridge??"


Dark side is, at that moment, I REALLY had the idea that someone stole the bridge; I was just wondering how they smuggled it away, unnoticed.

Bright side is, everyine in the bus, except for T, was too busy yawning to have heard, cared or laughed at what I said.

There you go, and NT moment brought to you by NIDO =D

Till I write again, peace ;)

The NT Zone

My best friend and I have our own angle from which we look at situations. We always try to find the bright side or simply season up the dark side. From these seasonings comes up our own comments and situation poins of view. Mostly funny. Here are some of our funny moments.


In the upcoming posts.

Baby Faisal

This is a pic of the newst member of my family, for those who wanted to see my new nephew baby Faisal.

Born Oct 9th 2008.

Because I'm A Scorpio

A person's astrological sifn isn't really the first thing I inquire about....it might be the last thing, or let me be honest, I don't really care about this kind of things!

Yet it strikes me how some people believe SO much in it! I've stumbled upon some people who wouldn't go deep into talks with me because their astrological sign just doesn't get along with mine......

Another thing, some people were astonished when they found out that one of my friends and me are both scorpios, stating that scorpios do not get along together. In fact, my friend was astonished herself that we;re both scorpios and do get along.

I just don't get it, why should a star formation that was in the sky on the day in which I was born affect me at all? It just doesn't make sense to me..
Does it make sense to you?

Now, why am I so angry at this, well, because I'm a scorpio! What's YOUR excuse for reading? =P

Born Yesterday

This is usually used for saracasm "what do you think I was born yesterday??" as a signal of somone as if saying "I'm not stupid, I'm not low-informed"

But I'm gonna use it here litrally..

Yesterday, a new soul joined my life, joyfully.....no, I'm not getting engaged ( this was what everyone thought once I said that line!!)

I've been blessed with a new nephew joining my "Auntie Nido" club. My sister, after a pretty exhausting journey, gave birth to a baby boy named "Faisal"

Of course, I didn't see the baby yet, my sister is abroad and gave birth abroad, so, I might not see the new baby for a while.

I'm very excited!! And can't wait to meet Faisal, her 3rd baby and my 12th nephew!!
May Allah bless him and all my loved ones.

It's a BIG SKY !! Brighten up =D