Saturday, April 29, 2006
Dream
I had a dream yesterday. It was so vivid and I could've sworn that it was actually real. Apparently, I was sleeping and got a phone call around 4 or 5am, it was my friend A. She doesn't call on a daily basis but this call was eerie, she sounded confused. It went something like this:
Me: Aloo?
A: Are you coming to university tomorrow?
Me: Yeah, why?
A: (sounding concerned) Just come early tomorrow.
Me: Why? Whats wrong?
A: (persistently) Just come tomorrow, real early okay?
Me: Are you okay?
A: I'll tell you all about it tomorrow. Real early, don't forget.
I remember being uneasy about it, that something was going on. Anyway, I drifted off to sleep and then woke up to get ready for the day. While I was brushing my teeth, I remembered her phone call and wanted to go check what time she called. I grabbed my phone and opened the received phone calls, nothing from her. Only then I realized I was dreaming. I was actually getting ready to go to university. Real early too.
Anyway, so I told her the dream and she said that it meant that I was going to get some good news and that she's khayr 3alay (I think she made up the last part).
Me: Aloo?
A: Are you coming to university tomorrow?
Me: Yeah, why?
A: (sounding concerned) Just come early tomorrow.
Me: Why? Whats wrong?
A: (persistently) Just come tomorrow, real early okay?
Me: Are you okay?
A: I'll tell you all about it tomorrow. Real early, don't forget.
I remember being uneasy about it, that something was going on. Anyway, I drifted off to sleep and then woke up to get ready for the day. While I was brushing my teeth, I remembered her phone call and wanted to go check what time she called. I grabbed my phone and opened the received phone calls, nothing from her. Only then I realized I was dreaming. I was actually getting ready to go to university. Real early too.
Anyway, so I told her the dream and she said that it meant that I was going to get some good news and that she's khayr 3alay (I think she made up the last part).
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
It's showtime!
It's officially spring fever or mating season and people are getting engaged left and right, it's kinda getting repetitive, everyone's stealing each others lightning! As soon as I heard the news of one of my friends getting engaged, I thought "aww ya7laail..." and I couldn't even continue that thought..another newsflash! I hear of more girls getting checked off the bachelorette list! Congrats to all who've jumped on the newly-engaged bandwagon, they're on the road of no return! Unless any of them decide to break off the engagement, God forbid!
Will someone enlighten me? Why is it such a big of a deal to consider the engagement to be as important as the marriage itself? Yes, I may seem cynical but isn't it supposed to be the trial phase where things are actually getting serious and that in itself is a slap from mother reality? It's more of a 'Yes I've nabbed you now and it's set in stone so there's no going back, sucka' ... Yes, I'm having allergic reactions to creatures with higher levels of testosterone (FYI: women have that too) and no I'm not bitter, I need to vent and this is the topic at hand.
So, engagements? Yes, no, maybe? Short ones, long ones? Let the first few months of marriage act as 'the' engagement, since engagements are a one way street to marriage anyway? Getting my drift?
I'm not trying to rationalize it since it can be analyzed in SO many different ways by many people, but in my honest opinion (and that may differ depending on my mood), engagements are just a subtle way of saying "Even though you're taken, you have to enjoy these last moments of singleness with a grain of salt because they ain't ever coming back, and do remember that you can break all of this off whenever you want to but you might as well commit suicide by cutting your wrists with a butter knife"
Oh, and something else I've always wondered about, do guys even CARE about engagements? I think not to the extent of their female counterparts! They could not care less, it's just a matter of time to them because they are realistic! It's just another happy day for them, like getting a raise or promotion, it's not the day that will change his life forever and ever (ignorange is bliss and equally essential in this case)! Can you imagine a guy sitting with his friends acting all giddy and shy when talking about his engagement?
That would be the day.
Will someone enlighten me? Why is it such a big of a deal to consider the engagement to be as important as the marriage itself? Yes, I may seem cynical but isn't it supposed to be the trial phase where things are actually getting serious and that in itself is a slap from mother reality? It's more of a 'Yes I've nabbed you now and it's set in stone so there's no going back, sucka' ... Yes, I'm having allergic reactions to creatures with higher levels of testosterone (FYI: women have that too) and no I'm not bitter, I need to vent and this is the topic at hand.
So, engagements? Yes, no, maybe? Short ones, long ones? Let the first few months of marriage act as 'the' engagement, since engagements are a one way street to marriage anyway? Getting my drift?
I'm not trying to rationalize it since it can be analyzed in SO many different ways by many people, but in my honest opinion (and that may differ depending on my mood), engagements are just a subtle way of saying "Even though you're taken, you have to enjoy these last moments of singleness with a grain of salt because they ain't ever coming back, and do remember that you can break all of this off whenever you want to but you might as well commit suicide by cutting your wrists with a butter knife"
Oh, and something else I've always wondered about, do guys even CARE about engagements? I think not to the extent of their female counterparts! They could not care less, it's just a matter of time to them because they are realistic! It's just another happy day for them, like getting a raise or promotion, it's not the day that will change his life forever and ever (ignorange is bliss and equally essential in this case)! Can you imagine a guy sitting with his friends acting all giddy and shy when talking about his engagement?
That would be the day.
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Good Nakht!
I've been lost in translation for quite awhile here with the Germs (Germans and Gerwomans, lol that was totally lame, malaqa overload) and I've just got the hang of just answering and going with the flow whenever they talk to me so when anyone passes and says "Gutentag!", I wouldn't sheepishly smile and mumble like I used to, I'd reply with "Gu6en6ag" :P It doesn't sound like an amateur foreigner... at least I don't think so..
And I've mastered reading German! It's english with some twists here and there, I've mastered some replies too :P Like a woman pointed at the empty chair next to me and said something along the lines of "FREE?" and I said....
wait for it....
"JA!" :P I wanted to say yeah, but for some reason I just said Ja... probably a badleya but I think their language is rubbing off on me.. Ja?
Anyway, so yesterday my dad and I went to an amazing restaurant and then we wanted to pass by a Lebanese restaurant to check it out... we asked about 4 different taxi's to take us to "MARIMAR" ... that's what we thought it was... After what seemed like hours of discussing and describing one taxi took us to what he said the only Lebanese restaurant in town and it wasn't called "MARIMAR" .. it was PALEMARA, men wain 6ala3na marimar madri... Too much emdablaj shows
I'm coming back after tomorrow.. FINALLY ... The only thing that's cool here is the internet connection, I've been downloading movies like crazy! 120kb/sec mo shwayya! I've downloaded wedding crashers, final destination 3 and the amityville horror movie, I'm gonna watch it now, I've had enough of German MTV... enough shneizens and blakhtens for today.
And I've mastered reading German! It's english with some twists here and there, I've mastered some replies too :P Like a woman pointed at the empty chair next to me and said something along the lines of "FREE?" and I said....
wait for it....
"JA!" :P I wanted to say yeah, but for some reason I just said Ja... probably a badleya but I think their language is rubbing off on me.. Ja?
Anyway, so yesterday my dad and I went to an amazing restaurant and then we wanted to pass by a Lebanese restaurant to check it out... we asked about 4 different taxi's to take us to "MARIMAR" ... that's what we thought it was... After what seemed like hours of discussing and describing one taxi took us to what he said the only Lebanese restaurant in town and it wasn't called "MARIMAR" .. it was PALEMARA, men wain 6ala3na marimar madri... Too much emdablaj shows
I'm coming back after tomorrow.. FINALLY ... The only thing that's cool here is the internet connection, I've been downloading movies like crazy! 120kb/sec mo shwayya! I've downloaded wedding crashers, final destination 3 and the amityville horror movie, I'm gonna watch it now, I've had enough of German MTV... enough shneizens and blakhtens for today.
Sunday, April 09, 2006
Beyond Exhaustion
Time: 4:10am
Place: Business Lounge, Dubai Airport
Mood: cranky, or should I say KRANKY (it sounds more powerful)
So, I'm sitting here wondering why I didn't change my mind the moment I could... my head is close to melting down, the raggiya on the plane saved the day! Sorry if this incoherent but if I'm managing to type right now, it's a miracle on it's own!
To sum up my gubisness, our flight got delayed for like an hour or two... and when we finally got on the plane, we (my parents & I) were stuck in the center 3 seater row! That was funny! I so totally made her sit in the middle... her 'manual' seat wouldn't work, she'd want to lean back and the foot rest yes3ad.. etnazla and then the back comes up! Hilarious I tell you..
And then we get here safely, only to find out that our hotel is located OUTSIDE the airport (okay my chair faj'a nezal broo7a, had to type that lol) .. anyway so we need a room to get into our winter gear, (and again! im gaining weight by the second) .. seriously anyway, the hotel was outside and it was a hassle leaving the airport while our flight was 4 hours away.. so we went to the airport hotel.. TOTALLY BOOKED, so I crash on the couch lol a few seconds later my mom 'decides' she needs boots and a jacket..
We head downstairs, to make a long story short.. no boots no jackets LOL maskeena :/ while we were walking around a guy comes up to us and says:
Oldie: Laykoon entaw nafs 7alti ba3ad!!!
Mom: Sheno? Shsayer?
O: Cancelaw 6ayarti! Raye7 Johanezbarg! etcetc
Mom: La latgool! Khanchayek 3ala tathakerna! etcetc
O: Eee tawni bas3ad el 6ayara chan egooloonli la enta materkab HAHAHA(ROARING LAUGHTER)
Mom: Uh, ee, la lazim enchayek.. (moves away slowly)
He was so oogling me with his OLD eyes the whole time, ugh, dude I know I look hot while I'm half asleep but give it a rest!
The funny thing is that as soon as we turned away my mom was saying "ee khanchayek 3al tathaker" and looking at dararee3 .. she glanced back to see he wasn't there and said "Emghazelchi 3ayyar!!" LOL .. God, I'm loving this.. IT CAN'T GET ANY WORSE!
Just because I said that, I'm sure it will...
Place: Business Lounge, Dubai Airport
Mood: cranky, or should I say KRANKY (it sounds more powerful)
So, I'm sitting here wondering why I didn't change my mind the moment I could... my head is close to melting down, the raggiya on the plane saved the day! Sorry if this incoherent but if I'm managing to type right now, it's a miracle on it's own!
To sum up my gubisness, our flight got delayed for like an hour or two... and when we finally got on the plane, we (my parents & I) were stuck in the center 3 seater row! That was funny! I so totally made her sit in the middle... her 'manual' seat wouldn't work, she'd want to lean back and the foot rest yes3ad.. etnazla and then the back comes up! Hilarious I tell you..
And then we get here safely, only to find out that our hotel is located OUTSIDE the airport (okay my chair faj'a nezal broo7a, had to type that lol) .. anyway so we need a room to get into our winter gear, (and again! im gaining weight by the second) .. seriously anyway, the hotel was outside and it was a hassle leaving the airport while our flight was 4 hours away.. so we went to the airport hotel.. TOTALLY BOOKED, so I crash on the couch lol a few seconds later my mom 'decides' she needs boots and a jacket..
We head downstairs, to make a long story short.. no boots no jackets LOL maskeena :/ while we were walking around a guy comes up to us and says:
Oldie: Laykoon entaw nafs 7alti ba3ad!!!
Mom: Sheno? Shsayer?
O: Cancelaw 6ayarti! Raye7 Johanezbarg! etcetc
Mom: La latgool! Khanchayek 3ala tathakerna! etcetc
O: Eee tawni bas3ad el 6ayara chan egooloonli la enta materkab HAHAHA(ROARING LAUGHTER)
Mom: Uh, ee, la lazim enchayek.. (moves away slowly)
He was so oogling me with his OLD eyes the whole time, ugh, dude I know I look hot while I'm half asleep but give it a rest!
The funny thing is that as soon as we turned away my mom was saying "ee khanchayek 3al tathaker" and looking at dararee3 .. she glanced back to see he wasn't there and said "Emghazelchi 3ayyar!!" LOL .. God, I'm loving this.. IT CAN'T GET ANY WORSE!
Just because I said that, I'm sure it will...
Sunday, April 02, 2006
Dowar El Sheraton
My worst nightmare on so many levels, it's like going into a warzone... I grab the steering wheel so tight before entering and take a really deep breath, I let out as soon as I see that it's empty... But when its not .. oh boy thats a different story. I've had buses speeding my way, cars honking from all sides and people criss-crossing all desperately wanting to go on their way!
I don't know why but I never honk! I just scream or shout "WAKHRAAAAAW!!" or if someone would sleep on me (enam 3alay) I'd say "Walla Sij?".. I'm a very cautious driver, I like to take my time.. I think that says something about my personality, I like to take it slow, never rushed and having my sweet time doing anything.
Unfortunately, LIFE is like on super speed plus fast forwarded x24, which is so not cool for my kind of mentality. Everythings outta control now.. its like -snap- its summer already.. I didn't even go through all my winter clothes! And God knows I'm pissed about that.. I wanna wear that cute black jacket without having people think I'm on the wrong side of the world..
I'm feeling blah about my appearance these days, I need a makeover so bad.. I want an afro or a really short hairdo -two things I can't imagine myself having.. too horrible to imagine!- ... ohhhh how about braids or corn rows, I can so pass off as a thugstress :P Another thing I've always wanted to pull off was the slick hair pulled into a ponytail or bun, the professional look .. totally femme fatale! But frizzy is my middle name so that sucks for me.
I don't know why but I never honk! I just scream or shout "WAKHRAAAAAW!!" or if someone would sleep on me (enam 3alay) I'd say "Walla Sij?".. I'm a very cautious driver, I like to take my time.. I think that says something about my personality, I like to take it slow, never rushed and having my sweet time doing anything.
Unfortunately, LIFE is like on super speed plus fast forwarded x24, which is so not cool for my kind of mentality. Everythings outta control now.. its like -snap- its summer already.. I didn't even go through all my winter clothes! And God knows I'm pissed about that.. I wanna wear that cute black jacket without having people think I'm on the wrong side of the world..
I'm feeling blah about my appearance these days, I need a makeover so bad.. I want an afro or a really short hairdo -two things I can't imagine myself having.. too horrible to imagine!- ... ohhhh how about braids or corn rows, I can so pass off as a thugstress :P Another thing I've always wanted to pull off was the slick hair pulled into a ponytail or bun, the professional look .. totally femme fatale! But frizzy is my middle name so that sucks for me.
