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He’s Just Not That Into You. May 6, 2009

Posted by Khawarizmiya in entertainment, recovered from blogspot, relationships, Western Culture, women.
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I wanted to wait to read the book before seeing the movie, but a friend’s comments just urged me to watch it.

It’s hilarious. A good laugh for every girl out there alright. Exposes many of the practices that women are exceptionally good at; misinterpreting men’s attitude towards them, misreading the signals, making too many assumptions, living on false hope, trying to read between the lines when there are no intended words between the lines!! Typical *smiles*.

Unfortunately, most women have a habit of attempting to decode men’s behavior towards them. Sometimes on their own, and most of the time with the professional assistance of their professional female-friends, which only makes things exponentially worse. Accordingly, they cling to the smallest things believing with great confidence that they are signs of admiration. They form attachments so easily –not to mention so soon– based on their own reading of the other person’s so-called signs.

/*6 year old boy hits 5 year old girl*/

5 year old girl: Why did you do that?

6 year old boy: Because you smell like dog poo.

/*5 year old girl runs crying to Mommy*/

Mommy: Connie, do you know why that little boy did those things?Because he likes you.

The message of both the book and the movie for girls is to wake-up. Men are usually straight-forward, but girls fail to understand that because they’re not. The author of the book starts it by stating..

“He’s not that into you, because he’s not asking you out. Because if he likes you, trust me, he will ask you out!!”

Considering the cultural differences between our societies and the western society which the author’s book and the movie represent, the rules may not apply directly; however, the underlying concept is still applicable. Only in our culture, men’s “signs” and “actions” will have different forms. If you are a woman who doesn’t date, hence will not be subject to similar signs of expressing admiration towards you (such as being asked out, etc), don’t make that an excuse for you to start misinterpreting men’s actions, and justifying that by claiming they have no other option but to send you those signs, since they can’t directly approach you. Simply said, You know it when you know it. You don’t know it when you’re trying so hard to know it; when you’re struggling between the lines trying to find something floating here or there, that will only grant you temporal satisfaction, yielding to the one and only result you want to believe in so hard: He definitely likes me. Well guess what? He might not. Have you considered that option? Unfortunately, many girls are too proud to admit that. Yes, he might not like you. He might not want you.

Beth to Neil: “I just need you to stop being nice to me unless you’re gonna marry me”.

I’ve seen how men can be serious about being with someone. I’ve seen how they can be clear about it. No mixed signals, no games.. Just simple, plain, clear signs or words that reflect their intentions. What confuses me actually is the question: Whose fault is it? Is it really women who over-analyze men’s behavior or is it men’s responsibility for giving them something with potential for over-analysis? The latter could be the case and can take place in many worse scenarios that include giving women false hope or slipping off from commitments for example, but the problem being discussed in this post is more concerned with the former dilemma.

Gigi: “…Girls are taught a lot of stuff growing up. If a guy punches you he likes you. Never try to trim your own bangs and someday you will meet a wonderful guy and get your very own happy ending. Every movie we see, Every story we’re told implores us to wait for it, the third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love, the exception to the rule. But sometimes we’re so focused on finding our happy ending we don’t learn how to read the signs. How to tell from the ones who want us and the ones who don’t, the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave…”

He’s Just Not That Into You (2009)

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مولايَ، ما القلب إلا مضغةٌ صنعتها يداكْ April 20, 2009

Posted by Khawarizmiya in Arabic, Arabic Poetry, Islam, Psycho, recovered from blogspot.
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مولايَ، ما القلب إلا مضغةٌ

صنعتها يداكْ.

وما دموع العينِ إلاّ

قطراتٌ في بحرِ علمكَ

سُطّرتْ في صفحاتِ كتابْ.

قلتَ لها كوني

فكانتْ.

قلبتها كيفما أردتَ

فصارتْ.

دنوتَ منها، عزّ جاهكْ

وجلّ ثناؤكْ

وتقدّست أسماؤكْ.

أأشكو إليك علة في فؤادي،

وأنت إليه من حبل الوريدِ أقرب؟..

سبحانكْ.

مولايَ ما القلبُ إلا مضغةٌ صنعتها يداكْ.

تقلبها كيف تشاءْ.

على الفطرةِ، أوجدتها

فأصبَحَتْ ترى نور وجهكَ في الكون من حولها

ثمّ أضحتْ..

وقد أورثها كثرة اللهوِ النّفــاقْ.

وتخبّطتْ بين أمواجِ الغفلةِ

فنسيتْ –أو تناســتْ-

سبيلَ الرشادْ.

ثم أمسَــتْ..

بين أحضانِ الكَرَى

تشتاقُ لنورٍ فجرٍ جديدٍ

حتى توارى الليل بين آفاق السحابْ.

مولايَ ما القلبُ إلا مضغةٌ صنعتها يداكْ.

تقلبها كيف تشاءْ.

فاصرف عنها من الهوى

بعلمك

وقدرتك

وجلال وجهكْ

ما يؤذيها، أو يحرمها،

لــذة رؤيـــــاكْ.

كتب في 20 -ابريــل- 2009.

Legendary Chocolate Chip Cookies. April 12, 2009

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Abstract:

In our previous work [1] we implemented a proposed algorithm for baking Molasses Biscuits by Martha Stewart. In this work, we propose our own model which loosens up on the healthy ingredients and offers a tastier, more junkier type of biscuits: Chocolate Chip and Molasses Cookies. The originality of this work resides within introducing molasses honey as a new ingredient to the well-known chocolate chip recipe.

Input:

4 eggs

1 cup butter

1 cup shortening (corn oil would do)

5 cups flower

(3.25) cups sugar

(3/4) cups molasses (عسل أسود)

1 tea spoon baking soda

2 tea spoons vanilla powder

3 cups chocolate chips

2 cups nuts /*Or according to your own preference; I used 1 cup only. Not a fan of nuts*/

Methodology:

1. Heat the oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C).

2. Mix the flower and baking soda in a medium size bowl.

3. Mix the butter, oil, sugar, vanilla and molasses together using an electronic mixer until they blend together.

4. Add the eggs gradually on a basis of one egg per 3.14159265 second; keep stirring meanwhile.

5. Combine the dry ingredients with the moist ones. Put your resulting dough in the refrigerator until firm (takes up to 10 minutes only).

6. Shape your dough into small balls, place on ungreased cookie sheet.

7. Compile in oven for 15 minutes.

8. Serve with cold, cow, low-fat milk.

Experimental Results:

cookies

Conclusion:

I pwned Martha! This stuff is legendary. In a matter of hours almost all of it was gone, disappeared. People loved it. The addition of molasses has made the cookies soft and chewy yet hasn’t affected its sweet, rich, chocolat-ish flavor.

[1] Molasses Biscuits, “Me, Myself and Life”, April 2009

Anyone for a Biscuit? April 5, 2009

Posted by Khawarizmiya in cooking, recovered from blogspot, sweets.
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Abstract: This work aims to present an original interpretation of M. Stewart’s proposed model for baking molasses biscuits[1]. We apply the algorithm in our kitchen system under a given set of constraints, after adding some modifications which exemplify our contribution to the original recipe. By reducing the value of the input parameter cloves to the recipe, from 2 teaspoons to 1 teaspoon, and by observing the tastiness of the output, we conclude that the more you reduce cloves, the better your biscuists taste.

Input:
2 eggs
1 cup butter
3 cups flour
1.5 cups oats
2 cups sugar
1.5 cups molasses (عسل أسود)
2 tea spoons baking soda
2 tea spoons ginger powder
2 tea spoons clove powder (قرنفل) /*reduce to 1 teaspoon for less clovey taste*/
2 tea spoons salt

Methodology:
1. Heat the oven.
2. Mix the flower, oats, baking soda, ginger powder, clove powder, salt in a medium size bowl.
3. In another bowl -obviously-, mix the butter, sugar and molasses together. Use an electronic mixer; start with a slow speed then increase gradually.
3.1 Add one egg, then mix. Add the second, mix again.
4. Combine the outcomes of steps 2 and 3.1 together. /*use your clean hands -if necessary- to merge the dry ingredients with the moist stuff*/
5. Now that your dough is ready, shape your biscuits into rounds, and gently press to make it a bit flattened.
6. Compile in oven until golden brown. Takes about 20 to 25 minutes.
7. Serve with tea (or any drink that distracts people a little from the funny taste of your biscuits, if any).

Experimental Results:
See figure (1) for a visual snapshot.


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Fig.1: They taste better than how they look.


Conclusion and Future Work:
We conclude from the results that our method yields to tastey biscuits. We intend to work more on the ginger factor as we have observed that the taste of ginger wasn’t noticable enough. Also, we will study the reasons behind the hideous looks of our biscuits, and will work on adding some touches to improve it. We shall also apply other algorithms that target different types of biscuits (e.g. chocolate revel bars), and compare both their complexities and their outcomes.

Resources:

[1] Martha H. Stewart.

Hold You’re Tongue, I’m here. March 15, 2009

Posted by Khawarizmiya in Islam, recovered from blogspot.
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في القلب غصّة..

تزداد عمقا كلَما تناهى إلى سمعي كلمة جارحة، أو عبارة خادشة للحياء..

تزداد ألماً لدى معرفتي بأن مصدر الكلمة شخص مسلمٌ، لأن تعاليم الاسلام تطهّر القلب من الأدران وتطهّر اللسان من فاحش القول، فتجعل المسلم انساناً طاهر الظاهر والباطن، حريصاً على خلق العفاف، في قوله و فعله..

تزداد دهشتي، إذا علمت لدى التفاتي لمصدر الكلمة، أن صاحبها ممن يمسكون ألسنتهم عن فاحش القول إذا كان الحديث مع أناسٍ لا يقبلون به ولا بمثيله، فتظنّهم حينها أشخاصاً عفيفي اللسان، لطيفي المعشر.. لا أملك إلا أن أتساءل، أيكون الانسانُ حييّاً، طاهر اللسان، عفيف القول، إذا ما اقتدت الظروف ذلك، فحسب؟

وهل وجب له الاحترام، تقديراً لكونه يراعي الطرف الاخر، فيلزم حدوداً معيّنة في حديثه لكي لا يجرح غيره، بينما في سياق آخر ومع صحبة أخرى تجده شخصاً مختلفا يقرأ من قاموس غير الذي عهدته منه..؟

ان الحياء صفة ندر وجودها، وياللأسف. لا أدري أتشبّهاً بحضارات أخرى ممن قد نزع منهم الحياء أم تهاوناً بفاحش القول لشيوعه وانتشاره بين الشباب .. ما أتمناه هو أن يرى الحياء الحقيقيّ (unconditional — not subject to any circumstances) طريقه إلى قلوب الشباب، ليذوقوا حلاوة نور الله يسعى في قلوبهم وعلى ألسنتهم.

إن الله عز وجل إذا أراد أن يهلك عبداً نزع منه الحياء فإذا نزع منه الحياء لم تلقه إلا مقيتاً  ممقتاً، فإذا لم تلقه إلا مقيتاً ممقتاً نزعت منه الأمانة فإذا نزعت منه الأمانة  لم تلقه إلا خائناً مخوناً فإذا لم تلقه إلا خائناً مخوناً نزعت منه الرحمة فإذا نزعت منه الرحمة لم تلقه إلا رجيماً معلناً فإذا لم تلقه إلا رجيماً ملعوناً نزعت  منه ربقة الإسلام” (رواهابن ماجه)

“الايمان بضع وسبعون شعبة والحياء شعبة من الايمان”  (رواه مسلم)

“ليس المؤمن بالطعان ولا اللعان ولا الفاحش ولا البذيء” (رواه ابن مسعود)

Random Thoughts.. March 6, 2009

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It’s around 3.15 pm, I’m at Khaldiya Campus, walking around the aisles of College of Engineering. I run into a couple of former colleagues, former students and former teachers. I greet them all with a big genuine smile on my face. Feels good to walk around the place where I’ve spent years as a student then as a teaching assistant.. “Muhandesaaaa!!”, I hear someone calling on me. I turn around, and it turns out to be one of my former C++ lab students. She hugs me, “We’ve missed you a lot around here! Where’ve you been?”. My smile grows bigger. One of my undergrad-studies professors greets me, he says: “After you and your friends graduated, I haven’t yet met students who are as smart & hard-working as you were”.. I thank him, nodding my head in great appreciation. On my way to the car I remember that around 4 or 5 points in my 25-things-about-me post revolved around college, and I can’t help wondering: Is this place my safe haven?

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I played Squash yesterday for the first time in my life and realized that this sport is not as easy as it seemed to be. I thought it was like tennis, and since I played tennis before I thought to myself when a friend suggested that we play Squash, “Hey, how hard can this be?”. The problem is, there isn’t enough time to watch where the ball is headed, unlike tennis, in order to take the best position to hit it back to the wall. The other problem is with that small black evil Squash ball, that it doesn’t bounce when it hits the ground. Forgetting this fact, I kept swinging the racquet where I shouldn’t have, hitting the air instead of the ball. I almost pulled off my shoulder couple of times, not to mention made myself look like a complete fool, unless this was a game of “Who hits the air faster”.

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Funny!! (from The Big Bang Theory):

Leonard: We need to widen our circle.
Sheldon: I have a very wide circle. I have 212 friends on myspace.
Leonard: Yes, and you’ve never met one of them.
Sheldon: That’s the beauty of it.
Penny: I’m a Sagittarius, which probably tells you way more than you need to know.
Sheldon: Yes, it tells us that you participate in the mass cultural delusion that the sun’s apparent position relative to arbitrarily defined constellations at the time of your birth somehow affects your personality.
Penny: (puzzled) Participate in the what?
Sheldon: This car weighs, let’s say, 4,000 pounds. Now add 140 for me, 120 for you…
Penny: 120?!?
Sheldon: Oh, I’m sorry. Did I insult you? Is your body mass somehow tied into your self worth?

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Kuwait Bloggers are meeting tomorrow. Wonder whether I should pass by & ask them why my blog is not listed in their aggregator, although it fulfills their requirements and I’ve sent them two requests so far!

The 25 Self-Centered Stuff. February 28, 2009

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I’ve been tagged 25628420 times to write those 25 things about me thatnobody knows. Since I’ve cancelled my plans for this weekend due to theincreasing rate of loss of voice-packets when I attempt to speak (and forhaving a bad cough), I’m kind of bored & thus decided to write thatself-centered list of 25 things about me. I sincerely hope you find them asboring as they are intended to be. Enjooy (or not):

1. I hate shopping. When I have to shop for clothes, I pay a visit to Promodthen Mango & I get all the resources I need for coupla months ahead.

2. The best IQ test score I had was 156, taken last year during an interviewfor a job.

3. I am in denial of being a nerd.

4. I don’t mind studying for hours and hours, if the topic of the material isinteresting.

5. I don’t mind studying for hours and hours, if I have to, even if the topic isnot interesting.

6. My academic obligations always seem to have a very high priority in mylife, given points 4 and 5.

7. It appears to me as I’m writing this note that I am a total nerd, givenpoints 1 & 6.

8. I wish I were more of a geek than a nerd. Geeks own nerds.

9. Actually, the fact that I used own in point 8 makes me a little bit of ageek myself.

10. I am a certified rescue-swimmer (at least on Canadian soil I am).

11. I have super typing skills, I’d make an awesome secretary one day.

12. Considering points 10 and 11, I seem to have two backup career plans, ifCS fails.

13.  My favorite comic strips are phdComics and xkcd.

14. I was a big fan of Need for Speed, Worms, & Wolf, for years.. and then the bears came.

15. I enjoy cooking different kinds of pasta & its sauces, particularly white-sauce with mushroom and chicken.

16. Correction: three backup career plans.

17. I think that Eddie Izzard (in his old shows) says the funniest gigs.

18. I hate the Egyptian film industry, in all its phases.

19. When a friend is feeling bad, I don’t know whether to give them space or to keep nagging on them until they talk to me about it.

20. I adore people that are capable of being: smart yet kind, confident yet humble, religious but know how-to-have-fun.

21. I’m not a big fan of phone-calls. I prefer SMS-ing people.

22. I’m a terrible story teller, I forget lots of details. I’m more of a listener than a talker (except when having online conversations, due to points 21and 11).

23. I believe that the New World Order is a real conspiracy held by the Illuminati.

24. I think a lot about death, and I have a persistent feeling that I will die young.

25. Come to think about it, maybe point 24 is a result of either eating plenty of point 15 or revealing point 23 to the wrong people.

MyGoogle February 27, 2009

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Now I can see my Gmail inbox, my Googla Reader feed, my Google Calendar, my To-Do list, News feed and more, in a single page. The variety of gadgets available is incredible. (for a mini product tour video from Google, click here).

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My First Publication. February 18, 2009

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Finally, my first published work has been officially uploaded to the online IEEE Xplore library.

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"N" is My Name, Smart is My Game.


Title: Automatic Placement of Actors within Wireless Sensor-Actor Networks.

Conference: ATNAC (Australasian Telecomm. Networking and Application Conference) 2008.

Update: e-mail me for full text, if interested.

Everybody loves a cup of JAVA. February 16, 2009

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[JJ.JPG]As a Java-Junkie* who has been programming in Java for more than 3 years now in different areas including web-based & database applications, client/server applications, data mining, text mining, multi-threading, wireless simulations and others, I believe I’ve been exposed to the glory of programming in this language more than I should’ve.

I have poor knowledge of .NET technologies, especially C#. I read PHP for dummies some time ago and got the basics (at the time), but never applied or practiced any. Among OOP languages I’ve only programmed in C++ and Java. I’ve done small projects back in college in Lisp and Prolog, written some Perl & shell scripts, and worked on some TCL scripts for NS-2 simulations. NOTHING appealed to me more than has Java. No language ever made more sense. (given a static compiler of course, I hate coding without static compiling & shortcuts.. Gets on my nerves). My friends mock my passion for Java, and I don’t blame them. I do sound extraordinary excited when I’m discussing something Java-related (they should see me teaching it to my students when I was a Java TA in college**), and I do look extraordinary attached when I’m on my laptop coding some Java program.. It just makes sense. (I was one step away from asking a technical Java consultant in Gitex conference for his autograph..).

I do get into debates from time to time with junkies of other languages; PHP, if we’re discussing web development, or C++, if it’s OOP languages in general or ACM problems solving in particular. Oh, not to mention the PL/SQL – Java discussions since Oracle is moving from Forms – PL/SQL to ADF – J2EE based applications.

Anyways, I believe I must admit, the fact that I’m familiar with Java and feel confident coding it is really what makes me favor it over other languages. I dislike what I don’t know, and I cannot judge what I don’t know! I’m not a fan of PHP but simply because I haven’t explored it or familiarized myself with it, yet. My poor knowledge or practice of other languages contributes in my favoring of Java over the rest. Except for C++ maybe, I think if I were a C++ guru I’d still hate it.. (yeah, you heard me.. you and your pathetic pointers, and your strcat.. Who names a functionstrcat anyways? Who calls a function a function in the first place? Too classical, yuck).

Anyways -is it just me or do I keep anywaysing all the time?-, I liked this quote about preferring one language to another when developing a project:

How do you decide between C#, Java, PHP, and Python? The only real difference is which one you know better. If you have a serious Java guru on your team who has build several large systems successfully with Java, you’re going to be a hell of a lot more successful with Java than with C#, not because Java is a better language (it’s not, but the differences are too minor to matter) but because he knows it better.   — Joel Spolsky, 2006

So true!!

*I’m a Java-Junkie in all its possible interpretations: the coffee, and the language.