Okay so I can post a blog asking for a new layout and everyone comments, of course. But a blog about a poor little boy who was hit by a drunk driver doesn’t attract half that attention.
Disappointing.
No no it’s not even about the number of comments here, not at all. It’s about what seems to be important in peoples eyes that visit this site, and what’s not. I’m almost mad…
God I couldn’t even READ a sentence of the story of Abdallah Khader without tearing up and APPARENTLY everyone here just passes along like it’s another filler blog that Jessica writes. I’m starting to get the impression that If it’s not an update of some kind no one is interested.
I think I’m really getting sick of it. Yeah everyone just wants updates right? Why do I even blog anymore? I’ve become the girl who makes stuff for you guys to use.
I think I’ve lost hope.
Back in the day I used to enjoy blogging because everyone used to get involved and it was great to see communication between everyone. But no these days its all about what I can make and how fast it can be put up. Yeah no I don’t think I wanna go down that road.
I guess I was really touched by this story and I wanted to give it some attention and get some feedback. I know the mother (Loubna) wanted to publicize this story and I was trying to help. So if you are one of those people who do care about this, please spread the story of Abdallah wherever….
I appreciate deeply the 8 people who responded to the blog about Abdallah. Really. I am too close to tears even when writing this. My hearts breaks and I’ve never even met this kid. I’ve worked at a daycare so I feel strongly with children…
You know, I think once in a long while you read something that changes your life and this happens to be it for me right now. So excuse me if I’m not like myself for a while. I’m tired of this SHIFT.
This makes me think about me just sitting at 2 am all alone not sleeping making stuff and making tutorials for hours and hours that get like 2 comments that I feel like no one is even using. But then comes along that one person who tells me that they appreciate everything that I do and it makes those 4 hours of tutorial writing worth it.
I won’t be that girl who just makes stuff for everyone. This site won’t turn into that. If you want that you can go to those other resource sites where they charge you for the better resources and they update once a month on how to make a pen icon or something like that.
heh….If I closed this site down right now I don’t even think I would feel bad.
Anyway.
Goodnight. Yeah its 3 am and I’m off to bed. I’m sick as hell…
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I was on facebook and was invited to a group called “Pray for Abdallah”. After I read the information in the group and looked at the pictures, it really hit me hard. This is a truly, truly devastating story. And it all started with a man named Stewart Richardson, who was 3 times over the legal alcohol limit when he rear ended Loubna Khader’s car at a stoplight last year. Her son, Abdallah Khader, who was in his car seat at the time was injured by the impact and doctors said 80% of his brain is now damaged. Abdallah is now alive on life support, and he cannot be taken off it because of religious reasons (the Khaders are muslim as well). If he was to survive doctors said he will not be able to speak, see, eat….he will not be living a normal life.

“Amanda Maggart witnessed the crash. She told CBS 11 News she spoke to Richardson moments after impact. “He was coherent and showed no remorse whatsoever,” she claims. “He was trying to start the truck. That’s all he was concerned about.”
Maggart said Richardson didn’t appear upset when he learned about Abdallah’s injuries. “He said, ‘That sucks.’ Those were his words.”“
So after all that he has caused to this poor family the only thing he had to say was “that sucks.” It would be surprising to assume that he actually has a broader vocabulary anyway.
Richardson has had prior convictions and DUI’s, but the judge was only going to give him 20 years in prison due to some kind of stupid law in Iowa. What the hell is up with the legal system? So let me get this straight, a guy like this can put a child in critical condition and only get 20 years?
That is sickening. What need for these people do we have? We don’t NEED people like this infesting our society and taking more innocent lives. People like this are useless. You take a life? You don’t deserve to live.
I am TIRED of hearing stories like this…of poor innocent people who are hit by drunk drivers. It’s not fair to anyone. Not for a drink. It’s not worth it. It’s just sad to think that you could be doing everything right then your life could end because of an intoxicated idiot on the road. Look at the damaged cause just to her car:
This alone should secure him away from society for good. But apparently it’s not good enough for the legal system. This is damage to the car by someone just REAR ENDING THEM. How fast was this man going to have had to damage the car that severely?
Beside him is his Mother. What a beautiful and strong person she is to be dealing with all of this. I hope the best for her, and her family.
I hope the Khader family gets justice for their son. This is a truly saddening story of a beautiful boy who will never get to live a normal life because a stupid, pathetic man who has nothing better to do than drink his life away. If you would like to join the facebook group you can join here.
And please, if you do happen to drink (which I am not an advocate at all for) please do not drink and drive. You hurt more than yourself.
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Before I begin this, I would just like to say that this blog does NOT represent the weddings of all arabic people, just the weddings that happen where I live. Like I said I’m not the representative or CEO of arabland so, yeah, don’t read this blog then go around and tell your friends OMGAH U KNOW ARABIC WEDDINGS HAVE CAMELS!???
Now that I’ve gotten that cleared up, I have something to say. Every single wedding I’ve been to thus far in this city has been the same. I will explain through pictures!

Sarah thought I was taking a picture of her. Little did she know it was for a blog. Hahahha. Anyway – basic setup. Dessert banquet thingy to the right..it’s usually filled with things no one likes to eat. It’s all these arabic sweets NO
ONE LIKES except old people. Where’s the ice cream and candy and suckers and lollipops and is Willy Wonka hiding under this table? I hope so. I mean who offers fruit as dessert??? I feel like I’m in a cabbage patch farm. And see that line of people at the door up there? They’re the groom and brides family. They great everyone as they walk in. I usually am like
WASSSSUPPP GIRL I
LIKE YOUR DRESS –
NICE SCARF –
HOWS IT
GOING just to see their reaction.
HAHAHAHA.

The bride (usually underage) and the groom (usually 50+ yrs and has been married 5 times or more) walk down the stairs. These two were actually cute and the bride seems like a smart chicka so she (successfully) is not an idiot. The speaker usually tells everyone to sit the hell down when the bride and groom come down but no one listens. Really every 5 minute he’s like
OK NOW EVERYONE SIT DOWN and I’m like
WTF are we filing a line for reccess? Everyone crowds around the stairs and if you go up to take pictures every gives you a dirty look. Like rly you’re standing right beside me so stare on meanyface.

Lisa had this idea of testing the candle out by sticking some garbage inside it (to keep ourselves entertained). At least you know there are no problems with the oxygen. Keepin everyone safe.

Until it burst into flames. I’m a certified firefighter (in my dreams) so I put it out.

Everyone crowds around the bride and groom after our dinner of the typical chicken, mashed potatoes and limpy lettuce salad. They all dance to arabic songs sung by some random guy with a nice voice. I did not dance, because I don’t like too. I’m not putting on a show for these old men. No way.

Mel and Sam. Awww how cute. Sam was a bridesmaid. But the way she worded everything it was her wedding. Oh well.

The super duper famous dabke. It’s a special dance all arabs know how to do. I know how to do it, but I’m a newbie. It gets pretty hardcore you know. Everyone holds hands and they skip their feet up and down with the beat of the music. Go youtube it if you’re really interested….I guess. I usually refrain from these things because the person I hold hands with always gets all sweaty and it’s nasttyyy and I always get some lady holding my hand so tightly like she’s giving birth.

Me realizing that I did really chop off my hair. Damnit.

This picture is solid proof of why I hate Melissa. Seriously Lisa was taking this picture of me and out of nowhere when the flash comes on Mel tries to run in like
WAY TO
RUIN THE PICTURE!!!!!! IT
HAD A
CHANCE!!!

What kind of web owner would I be if I didn’t infest my website with pictures of myself? Hehehehehe. Okay that was a joke but honestly here now you know what I look like currently.

I only put up this picture because Lisa said she really liked it and I felt all gushy inside.
AWWWW!!

Fellow scarfed girls hustlin flowers from all the tables like it’s no ones business~

When Lisa found out that roses have thorns. O snap!!!
And that folks, is an arabic wedding. Minus all that chicken. It was really good.
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