Who am I ?

I was talking to a total stranger just now, we were kidding around and talking about random stuff, then she asked me : “Who are you ?”

Well I can’t believe that after 24 years, this was the first time that I’ve ever been able to describe my self to anybody without having this feeling that I would rather not talk about my self. Well without any further useless talking here is what I said:

I am Abderrahmane TAHRI JOUTI, born in Paris, lived six years there, moved to Fez, lived 18 years there. I’m 24 years old, Web Developer for almost 9 months in a company called Synergy Media based in Agadir.

Until then I had a degree in Computer Engineering, I took a gap year to integrate myself into the atmosphere of the enterprise before continuing my studies, I intend to continue in a Masters program in September insha’Allah, or April 2013 if they accept me in a program in Japan.

I’m a total Optimistic (you’ll never bring me down), I’m a schizophrenic language user : I use Arabic, French and English in the same sentence and I invent words : ^)

I am a geek, I love everything that is colorful, I recognize what is beautiful, and you can not impress me easily.

I can talk about my life to someone who is unknown to me, while I do not often talk about myself with people I know.

Here at this very moment I am listening to this : http://www.lastfm.fr/user/A_TJ

For those who can read French & Moroccan Arabic, here is the original message :

Well I think that that’s a wrap :^)

have a good day.

Help Your Self Help You

Two years ago, I met this charming girl who was writing on a paper all kinds of words that describs how her life was so tough, maybe not just that. It was all kinds of words of what you’d expect to be reasons that would bring you down.

• Like being a 23 years old woman and having a baby to care about (wasn’t even hers, it was her half brother from a woman who’s not her mother).
• Like being surounded by all kinds of people who pretends to be your friends, when you’re alright, and not there when you’d need them the most.
• Like having a brother who would never treat you like the closest person he could ever have, not even caring if you’re alright.
• …

That’s not even the 2% of the words she had on that paper, but I guess you got the Idea.

As an optimistic person, I asked her: “Why would you waste your time, thinking of all means that could birng you down ?” even asked her if she’ve ever tried to warm her self up.

There then, she answered just the way I was Expecting her to do:

“of course!! but why would I ? why would I try to forget about what’s real ? even if you are optimistic, there would be loads of things that would wanna bring you down and remind you that you are fighting for a lost cause. We have to be realistic !”

yeah ! - I thought - you’re going to enjoy the fact of knowing that there is something bad waiting for you somewhere. You’ll say to your boyfriend: “Yaaay, I knew you’ll dump me, even from the start, so I’ve been preparing my self to that very day. I’m going to cry for the 8 coming months, but that’s okay, because I knew it :D” (well, at least she smiled)

Let’s Get This Life Started!

“My name is Abderrahmane TAHRI JOUTI, and I’m a Freelance Front-End Engineer. Pay strict attention to what I say because I choose my words carefully and never repeat myself. I have told you my name, and that’s the who. The where can most readily be described as an Inspiration room. But there’s a vast difference between being stuck in a place where you could get inspired and really getting Inspired. The what is easy. Today I am writing my first ever blog post. That’s also the when. As for the why, beyond the obvious want-to-learn-to-write-correctly motivation, it’s exceedingly simple. Because I can. Which leaves us only with the how (did I got Inspired). And therein, as the Bard would tell us, lies the rub.” ¹

I …

• really do wanna blog, but …
• really do wanna write, but ..
• really am in lack of inspiration.