Talk Show Queen

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“Oprah Winfrey arguably has more influence on the culture more than any university president, politician, political or religious leader, except perhaps the pope”

Vanity fair magazine, in 1994

I have this case study analysis about Oprah Winfery who happens to be one of the most recognizable entrepreneurs in the world.

I’m not writing this post to talk about her as a person as much as I was amazed of her influence on people through out USA and all over the world. I came across a very interesting story which shows how far can some celebrities influence not only people’s minds, but the whole economy;

“In 1996, Oprah Winfrey had a show about the MCD -”Mad Cow Disease” , On that show Oprah swore that she would never eat a hamburger again in her life.

The show had a great effect on the cattle prices and sales in the United States; prices fell down 10-year low within a week of the show,causing losses of $12 million to the cattle producers. In year 2000 the case was dismissed stating that the show didn’t give any false information to defame the cattle producers”

Of course there are hundreds of other stories about this women and her success stories over the years, but I never thought that a whole nation would be influenced of someone’s statement like this, I mean she just swore to herself that she would never eat beef again! She didn’t encourage anyone to stop, she didn’t make any official statements about it; she was just talking to her guest and after she heard what he had to say about the disease she decided to stop eating it! and as a result of her decision; hundreds of thousands of people followed her steps within one week only!

Amazing; just amazing.

To diet or not to diet

Is the ultimate question for every girl!

I hate dieting, I really hate it. I never tried it actually, I can’t imagine myself preparing low fat meals everyday, I dont even know how to cook!

As Two and Three know, I’m an unemployed lazy 24 years old lady who does nth in life but going to Uni, going out, eating, drinking lots and lots of soda and sleeping. Oh God, this is the best environment for anyone to gain weight in no time. I hate to do any kind of sports, you can hardly walk in our streets, and I love food; meat in specific, and I can never get used to the diet soda’s taste. This is the dilemma I’m facing right now for the first time in my life . I never thought that a day will come when I will need to do sth to lose weight.

Help! anyone?

Mohammed Hassanein Haikal

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I was watching this man’s show; Mohammed Hassanein Haikal, on al Jazeera TV just now, I read some articles for him before and I watched a couple of interviews with him. I always knew he is an intelligent arab journalist; but never thought that he is that interesting.

Im not so much into politics but I found myself watching him now, he has a great way in gaining the listeners’ attention, and the most incredible thing about him is that he is over 80! This guy has brains in his head more than I ever did, and more than anyone I know does. His show is a weekly show I guess, every thursday 10pm our time, I strongly recomend watching it.

I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

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I came across this touching story, I don’t like to do the copy paste thingie, but this one brought tears to my eyes. It’s really ironic how sometimes we lack the courage and thus we might end up regretting our whole life, and when we get the right chance; it might be too late.

10th grade

As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called “best friend”. I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn’t notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and I handed them to her. She said “thanks” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I wanted her to know that I didn’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

11th grade

The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broken her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn’t want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said “thanks” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I wanted her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

Senior year

The day before prom she walked to my locker. My date is sick” she said; he’s not going to go well, I didn’t have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together as “best friends”. So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn’t think of me like that, and I knew it. Then she said “I had the best time, thanks!” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I wanted her to know that I didn’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

Graduation Day

A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn’t notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, “you’re my best friend, thanks” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I wanted her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

A Few Years Later

Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married. I watched her say “I do” and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn’t see me like that, and I knew it. Before she drove away, she came to me and said “you came! Thanks!” and she kissed me on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I wanted her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

Funeral

Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my “best friend”. At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read: I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn’t notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love him but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me! `I wish I did too…` I thought to my self, and I cried.

Dreams

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“A series of images, ideas, emotions, and sensations occurring involuntarily in the mind during certain stages of sleep.”

Dreams are things I can never understand! I am someone who has around 5-6 dreams every night! I dream of trips, wars, fights, school, friends, science fiction; actually anything anyone can think of! If I had enough money I would’ve produced hundreds of movies based on my crazy dreams; and Im sure I would’ve made lots of money out of it. It seems that all my creativity lays in my dreams.

About six weeks ago I had one of my weirdest dreams, it didnt have anything special in its events; but the strange thing about this dream is the person I dreamed of, who was someone I didnt know personally. I never talked to him or even noticed him before that dream (though we became good friends later). He was just a face for me; a face that I see once a week in one of my lectures!

What I know is that our dreams reflect our thoughts and feelings, but recently I discovered that its not true. I think that dreams are just a set of images you see through out the day, that are translated by your mind at night in different ways, and different shapes, but it doesnt necceserly mean or indicate anything.

Bottom line: I don’t believe in analyzing dreams and connecting it to life events. Dreams are just Dreams!