AMAL ALBAZ

If you haven't heard about her, you have to watch this.

I know you want the lyrics. I know you want to try it yourselves too and see if you can sound just as smart.

Well, I know I did.

LOL

So, here's the lyrics I got from TEDXIB @York Series website where they interview Amal about this particular poem

 Click Me (if you want to read the interview, that is)

TEDxIB@York Talk: Crazy About Peace!

Spoken word poetry (italics):

Tick, tock, tick, tock.

Is all I hear comin’ out of my clock,

Tick, tock, tick, tock.

Sharper than a bell, and louder than a knock,

Tick, tock, tick tock.

And it keeps ticking.

It keeps ticking, and tocking,

As we’re currently talking,

And never stops.

I observed oh how it was so concise,

Never skipping a second, it was so precise.

It was like a song like a heart, never going offbeat.

Each tick on the dot, so discrete.

It was this timeless time-telling machine,

That struck me – on the day I turned 16.

I mean, I was still young – at least so they’d say,

But I think I saw the wrinkles trying to make their way.

And so I started to think.

What have I done in the past 16 years alive?

Did I take risks for change, or was I trapped inside my hive?

Did I neglect peace, or for it, did I strive?

And I realized, I did nothing.

16 years of absolutely nothing.

But chilling with my friends, and shopping at the mall.

Time being wasted checking my Facebook wall.

Texting my friends all day and night,

Although they just left my sight.

All the Friday nights that were spent on the phone,

Thought time would last, but it has surely flown.

And then . . . suddenly, a storm of guilt flooded my past,

Afraid that I don’t know how long I have to last.

I mean, we all know that there’s no age for death,

Our first might actually be our last breath.

Then I remembered a saying that the prophet once said,

A saying since I heard, was fixed in my head.

That we’re supposed to take advantage of five, before five.

Our body, and health, before we fall sick,

Our youth before we start walking on a stick.

Our wealth and money before we become broke,

And our free time, before we have no time to even joke.

But most importantly, our life before our death.

So if I have four, or five out of the five, what’s my excuse?

We can’t keep saying one day I’ll make a difference, when I’m like 29,

Right now I’m still young I’ve got tons of time,

‘cause life is like a drop of water in the sea,

It’s like zero compared to infinity,

And who said we even have the guarantee . . .

To live tomorrow?

Time is not just flying, it’s fleeing like crazy,

And here we are so careless, effortless; so lazy.

So let’s make use of it, before it runs out,

‘cause making the world a better place is what our existence is all about.

We are the youth, the leaders of our nation,

So we gotta’ start taking action from now to assure a good destination.

We start and end revolutions as we’ve all seen,

Together united, we’re stronger than Spider Man, and Wolverine.

We’re something else man . . . we’re the youth.

So I make a call to all those like me,

Who want to make a change, but can’t quite find the key.

Who plan so much for tomorrow, and forget they have today,

But problem is . . . if we stick to this mentality, our youth will actually decay.

‘cause the measure of youth is not by how old you are,

Or how fast you can drive a car,

But it’s all in here; in your heart, and how much you can do,

How much you can give, how much you can see through.

So just by being young, you don’t redeem the status of a youth,

It’s given to those who truly deserve it;

And that’s the truth.

Cool, rite!

The thing she just did, the spoken word-poetry thing. Man...

I remembered showing the video to my wingmates at KMB, and after that, every one of us started talking in rhymes and applauded each other at every tiny little lines that made sense. Most of them weren't, so you can imagine what crap we had for a whole evening. It was very silly, actually. But we had fun.

God, I miss my wingmates.

Anyway, a few days ago, Mr. Goody-goody-all-protective Kaspersky decided to suddenly do its job. I was trying to download Amal's video on Youtube downloader and apparently I haven't upgraded it, so I decided to do just that, then suddenly this pop-up came up and asked me if  'I'm sure that I want to download this 'cause apparently there's virus somewhere suddenly like duhh'. So, of course, I freaked out and clicked 'Block' instinctively and the next thing I know, I can't open Google Chrome. It's like the program is terminated or something.

Screw.

I almost cried, of course. I needed Chrome. I just don't do Mozzila or Internet Explorer. I've got everything saved at Chrome. The bookmarks, the blogs I follow... and I've still got months until Australia, so you can tell, I was bummed. Really.

So, I asked my friends at facebook and they suggested that I download this new browser (I don't think it's really new. I'm a noob who just found out. POOR ME)  which is apparently is better than Google Chrome, so they say.

So I did just that. The browser's name is Torch . And it's AMAZING.You can download torrent and share things and listen to music and search for lyrics all in one go. And it has this feature that you can download any videos without the need of the URL link. My Lord. 

AND AND AND..

It's like some miracle; the videos are not downloaded in .flv format but mp4 (which means you can open it in any player, yeeehaa),

This is too good to be true.

So, of course. By the end of today, I've easily downloaded all of Amal's video (there's currently 5 of them) from her youtube channel.

And I'm gonna snyc the mp3s versions to my iPod tomorrow.

Yes, I have all the time in the world. 

SO here are the links for, well, everything.

Amal's Youtube Channel (where I download the 5 videos)

Amal's wordpress blog. (You should read her writing. She majors journalism so yeah, they're good pieces)

Torch browser  (LOL. I just have to.)

This is her, the young poet =)

i think she's around my age

and here I am, watching gilmore girls

=(