Booty Call

At a cafe with my friend, this woman (muwa6nah) sits on a table right infront of a young guy and his friend.

Move numero uno: She opens her 3abaya and boobies comin rite at cha.

Move numero duo: She takes off her 3abaya . Wearing a sleevless revealing dress that looked like she just came out of a prairie.

Move numero "f" me: Starts smoking and givin the looks. Cabaret Style.

She was doin all this while pretending she was working on some assignment as she had loads of papers on the table. I didn't know she was working on gettin some ass.

Okay my point. Why the F did she had to wear her 3abaya if she knew she was gonna take it off in public and look like a $2 ho. She wasnt even stylish. L.O.L. (I'm saying it as I type) I don't care about cleavage or any of that shit. But why wear the 3abaya in the first place. I felt like I was in a bedroom. wHAT next?

This woman was in her late 30s or early 40s.

Thumbs Up B-atch-uuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Changing Faces

Why Change ourselves to please others?

If They can't accept. Big F U. We're meant to be who we are by making the best out of ourselves in every way whether it's Personality, habit, knowledge, interests, looks, ect..Focusing on ourselves rather than others is the way it's supposed to be.

Whatever it is, accepting what we already have and the way we were made by adjusting our lives around 'it', can make us better and content people. If we use our minds wisely, we'll come to realize there are no limits to learn different things and enjoying the little things that (we usually take for granted).

We don't need to change our looks unnecessarily to make ourselves happy or to 'fit' in. Ya, once you're 'in' and then what? Nobody gives a shit about the other. Lookin perfect, and then what. What's the point of going under the knife to look perfect or good when the person has no charm or knowledge or any idea about the general. The big boobs or the perfect nose, lips, or watever are good for the short term. No sweat. Personally, to me, it's all in the eyes. Can we change what it expresses? NOPE.

So if we feel we have to change ourselves to be the one with the big bunch of friends or to make another person happy, OR OR OR : issues.

It's only a matter of time until were swept off our feet by the one who will appreciate, admire and respect us.

Move Out

It's time to do some friends filtering. Rite now, there are two friends that I used to be really close to, but I guess it's about time.

Friend # 1: I am sick of her malicious implications. She's losing confidence around me because she thinks I'm gonna do the same to her ( I fail at that), and we really have nothing to talk about. N.A.D.A. I don't know why she insists on hangin out when she knows we're completely different, She makes fun of my interests such as piano playing (YA IT SAYS SO MUCH ABOUT HER), curiousity about other cultures, history, and she thinks when I ask questions I'm being nosy, but doesnt understand that I find how other people perceive life interesting. eugh.

Friend # 2: Haven't heard from her for months. I got over it because we used to have so much fun hangin out together and we stash alot of funny memories. The reason she doesnt call is because she chooses to devote all her time to her boyfriend. She calls 2.5 months late after I called her so many times. I don't like it when people never return phone calls. They could call a couple of days later but she decides to call 2.5. I guess it's because she had a fight with him, from experience I know and then we're back to square one.

I don't know why I call them friends.

DITCH!

Lately, I've been making plans with my friends and ditching them last minute..I am SO NOT LIKE THAT. I do it without realizing..

Somtimes I ditch to hang out with others or most of the time I'd rather stay at home and play the piano to practice my techniques for professional playing. It's gonna take a while though to be a pro because I gotta practice slowly for hours everyday..

It really bothers my sister..What can I say. I gotta do it siso so bear with me until YOU MOVE OUT! ;p

Among the pieces I practice and play, Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata 3rd Movement is a killer ( I'm not talkin about the famous first movement). Once that's finished, I know I'm gonna get there. Only a matter of time and how efficiently I spend it.

This Day Neverr Happened

First day at work:

The horror started 'unknowingly' when I tried to check my mail first thing in the morning and this HUGE WARNING (the whole screen was red and the msg was in HUGE YELLOW BLOCKS) pops up warning me that I'm not allowed to use the browser for personal use (like checking mail) and that they recorded my IP adress. I asked my collegues and they laughed " Welcome to this 'country' corporate world".

Everything was fine until I started getting so many missed calls from a number I didn't know..up until MOM called me and screamed 'CHECK ON UR CAR'. Apparently, they were gonna tow it because I parked in the wrong parking space. Well how WAS I supposed to know!?!?

<< Morning recap>>

It was so crowded I couldn't find parking. So I chose to go into the parking area that is usually empty and HUGE except for a few cars. The spaces are reserved. While driving into the parking space, I couldn't get in because the gate wouldn't open but the car behind me had a remote to open it and opened it for me. I drove in and parked at an 'unreserved' place.

BITCH with an escalade calls the po-leeeece and starts creating drama. Stupid Punk. Luckily I got away with it because I had noo idea these EMPTY spaces were reserved for the managers only. I had to speak to the naqeeb, 3amaliyat and the police to stop them from towing my car. They were understanding that it was my FIRST DAY and knew the f'n bitch was an f'n PUNK. So they didn't give me a mu'7alafah because they were nice. The bitch cudve parked somewhere else for the day and couldve written me a note or something instead of creating this half hour drama in the goddamn heat. EFT.

I had to drive for a good 15 friggin minutes until I found a decent parking far away.(which means long walk in the death-dealing heat)

I was in a shitty trance by the end of it, so while I was goin back to the 5th, I kept repeating to myself that THIS NEVER HAPPENED. To make matters worse, when I got back to my pc, I forgot my password ( even after I changed it) so it locked my pc after I tried so many times to remember it. :s. I didn't really care until they told me that the MD HAD TO SIGN a password reset form SO they give me a new password. No biggie but What is he gona think?

While I was driving back home, I realized that I forgot to go to HR and finish up the HR formalities that I told them I'd come and fill out at 2. *Huge OWWW* I gave up.

What a DAY. This is sooooooooo not me. I'm an organized lunatic.

Play-a-hata

A friend of mine told me that if I start hating, I'm gonna get heart PROBLEMS!

If it's a crazy fact, then *no comments*..but I think she said it because I was goin on and on about how much I hate some people who piss the hell out of me...hehe so i guess she wanted to shut me up..But ain no heart problem gonna shut me up.

I was never a hater and I don't think I can be one. But when some people do the wrong things pretending they're all good, it bothers me.. When people LIE, it KILLLLLLLLLLLS me.. And when these liars start judging..that's when i want to kill them..;)

So by saying 'I hate them' I don't actually mean it BUT expressing some anger here.. because no matter what, I can never hurt people..so I draw the line instead.

Run for COVER M%$^F^&%#$z! (hehe chikita in Q remmember the london days?)

Mental State

Sometimes I wonder how the UAE became so different from the other GCC states especially Kuwait and Bahrain in terms of a man's mentality towards women. The older generation were much saner than the one now.

Don't get me wrong, in the UAE women are encouraged to pursue whatever they want, but I'm talkin about the way most of the men think and act towards their wives or sisters.

It's unbelievable how things are so segregated here. Both husband and wife live seperate lives and go out together occasionaly. Forget that. His demands over what his wife is NOT supposed to do is crazy. The only thing he wouldn't object to is career (and thats some), but the rest....JESUS. Normal things are a tabboo:

Hangin out with his/her friends and partners (group outings)... Play sports or go on adventure trips with him such as scuba diving, hiking, camping, whatever...Perform a talent to an audience...and much more.

It's called Double F'n standards. Because they are so different with non-emarati gurls. I can't take this. I know there are some men out here who are much better than this and more open-minded. Rare stuff.

It's also a two-way thing, some gurls lack control.... (another post)

Humph. I'm grateful that my brothers don't think from their !$% and my parents allow me to do whatever because we set our principles as we were growing up by being exposed to whatever was right and wrong.

Pilates

If you want to give yourself a good stretch and flexibility before a good workout at the gym, pilates is a good idea. Even if you don't wanna workout right after, it gives you that good stretch for a couple days!

Automatically, posture will improve and muscle tensions will be released. It's also fun using the equipments!! ;p

You learn from pilates to strengthen your stomach muscles by concentrating on making every movement from the stomach rather than using the back (which the majority do). By stressing our backs out, it's very likely that we're gonna end up with back problems that most of the older people have and can't stop complaining about.

After pilates, I got to know my body even better. Most of the people in my class are women and men who are much older than me, there to realize they have problems with their back and posture. I think it's better when you realize it at a younger age. Eventhough it's never too late to fix ,it gets riskier as we grow older.

BUT be careful, lessons should be taken at a professional place with certifed instructors because it's eazy to injure ourselves with peeps who don't know anything about anatomy.

Real Work-out

I don't think mobile phones should be allowed at the gym. Here are some observations at a ladies gym:

Waiting for phone call:

They Carry their phone while on treadmill because they're waiting for a call or sending messages(obviously attention is deviated, so wat's the point of even working out when you're not concentrating?)

Talking on the phone:

How can they get a real sweat when they're also talking? I know I can't.

I don't know man... or these people who just TALK TO each other while working out, obviosuly u ain gonna lose weight there unless you're walkin on the treadmill..

Their convos are either about food, chocolates and how they crave it or complaining about their jobs.

Another thing I noticed is how Olders ladies or young gurls STARE at someone who's fit and toned.

Move that ASS instead.

Last Day of Hell

My last day of work wasnt as bad as thought, Actually my whole notice period... Comin in late, leaving early...slackin round, chit-chattin here and there

The day before I left, the team took me out for lunch. It was really nice of them and today, they planned this surprise thing for me with flowers and cake and speeches.

It was a great laugh! and I loved the surprise but QUEEN B, the biggest bitch at work, ruined it. What a bitch of her to tell me:

'oh ya, we're surprisng you with cake' 10 minutes before. B B B
i NEVER liked her. B with an AATTTITUDE! B B B

ok. well the speeches were funny, we had a good laugh during cake time.and I'll have to admit, there will be a few im gonna miss...

Come to think of it, I spent time with these peeps more than ma familia.

Who is Jill Scott

This morning while driving to work, I was listenin to Jill Scott's second Album 'Golden'. It's disappointing. It's mainstream rnb- nothing close to her first album. The only song which i think is cool is 'Bedda at home'. The acoustic version is even nicer.It's better than everything else on that album.

'WHO IS JILL SCOT' is one of my favorites. The live one is even better. It's the kind of album that brings me out of whatever I feel and puts me in a good mood! It reminds me of the time I went to her gig last year.

So i thought on my way to work, why couldn't her second album be just as good and switched CDS.