yesterday was one of the weirdest nights in my life .
it started with a Mechanical Vibration lesson which neither I or anybody in the Entire college understands it ,but the subject tends to make you feel like you are doing something BIG 😀
Anyway .. i finished it up ,i was in Sporting area and decided to take a walk on the courniche to Raml station . it was 11 pm and i thought maybe I’d see a movie or something .
i started walking on the courniche and the sea cold wind started to hit me ,i felt like i was high or something .
i arrived at the Cinema exactly at 11:30 i found only on seat available in the show for Heya fawda .. it was a lonely seat in the middle of the show that nobody felt like taking ,probably because nobody went alone .
that left me with a complete hour before the midnight show at 12:30 ..
He’s in a rush run
He has to hurry dash
He’s in a rat race
Never had a slow pace
The first real cigarette ..
at this point i was in the weirdest mode i’ve ever been in years ..
so i just figured out that i’ve never smoked a real cigarette before ..
why ? i don’t know .. probably because i didn’t do it before ..
it’s just there is so much stuff that i didn’t do before for various reasons that i ended up doing almost nothing in my 22 years of life ..
so i went to the nearest market and asked the man : a pack of cigarettes please .. he looked at me like i was stupid or something and said : which brand you want ?
me: what do you have ?
him: white LM ..
me: only .
ok the guy is apparently brilliant
me: then i’ll have one then ..
i bought the cigerretes and a lighter and walked down on an Empty street ..
it was Salah salem st. in the middle of old Alexandria ..
the reason i picked up an empty one that i won’t be lauhed at when i couch 😀
He wants his blood boil
Always in turmoil
Blasting his everyway
Throughout the shortest day
i smoked the first one and coughed a little but it soon became very quite ..
i was walking down from a street to a street all alone like i was in ghost city .
these streets have building more than 100 years old for some reason one song -The gathering – shortest day- kept ringing in my mind over and over again until i started singing it out loud ..
i was one of my fantasies .
walk down alone the old streets alone ,sing loudly with a fine cigarette in my mouth..
it was a weird yet a very gr8 feeling ..
Forever dangerous and never serious
Swimming against the stream
And steal all of your dreams
by the time i became self aware from this feeling i found myself in some back street in Manshiya and it’s already 12:20 and it’s only 10 mins till the film begains ..
i returned back the the cinema ,it was stuffed with people from all over Egypt as usual in the holidays and the days after it.
i was still singing when i got to my seat ..
the man behind me began ye 2az2az lebb and i fucken hate how it smells not mentioning how annoying the sound is ..
i found myself singing a dirty song some of my friends made up …
ya ibn el metnaka .. ya waaaad
fakar beyshyaka … ya waaaad
in a hearable voice .. there were two guys sitting besides me who started laughing hard at it .. i looked at them and just returned to sing the shortest day like nothing happened , fortunately, the man behind me didn’t hear it .
i finished the movie in an even better mood and decided that i’m gonna walk home although it was 2:30 am already.
when i was walking away i heard a laughing voice shouting :
fakar beshyaka .. ya 7oooooda
i smoked another 4 cigarettes in my way home ..
for some reason or another i was a happy man that night .
He’ll use you like a tool
Association is overrated
Friends are for fools