I Still Love You

I'm doing this tag, first, because I have nothing else to say, and second, but most importantly, because I love Jackie to bits oo ma agdar arid laha ay 6alab :p So here goes.

Lasts:-

Last birthday?
June 6th, I turned 20 something (21 according to my profile :P)
Last meal?
Lots of different stuff from Mais Al-Ghanim
Last spending splurge?
During my summer vacation. The whole trip was one serious retail therapy session
Last time you cried?
On a daily basis (yes I'm a wuss)
Last career?
A part time secretary job at my moms place (I lasted a month)
Last website visited?
Jackie, where I found out that I'd been tagged:P
Last person you spoke to?
S.

Last song you listened to?
What Hurts The Most- Rascal Flatts
Last book you read?
Salman Rushdie's Satanic Verses
Last TV show watched?
Jackass
Last person you IM’d?
Jaxx 7abeebty 7ayaty :**
Last word you said?
Oh, sorry, bil3afyah, bye!
I’d love to know your last’s:
All you people on my blogroll!! Every fricking single one of you!! And of course anyone else who wants to do this :P

Stupid Cupid Keeps On Calling Me, But I See Nothing In His Eyes

It's that dreadful phase again. Or is it really just a phase? You know what I'm talking about. I noticed a few bloggers (mostly Gemini's) and people beyond the internet world are going through it too. That horrible, horrible feeling, when you wish you had a "special someone". All that lovey dovey crap. It hits you when you least expect it, and when it's least welcome. There you are sitting on your sofa with your beloved laptop, and all of a sudden you get the urge to listen to some Abadi, or some Talal Salama, or Aseel or maybe even some hardcore mushy stuff, like Um-Kulthoum or Abdul-Haleem and whatnot. You pick up the phone, and wish you had someone you could call just to say "I love you" to. Too bad, you'll only have your pillow to comfort you tonight.
I hate it when it happens to me. The yearning to just have someone fill that empty void, that loneliness.
This is when I'm most likely to lock myself up in my room and not venture into the great outdoors. I know I will be a hazard, a threat, a danger to none other than myself. A lovelorn, lovesick puppy, a helpless romantic, desperate for someone, anyone. I'll fall head-over-heels for the easiest target. Probably just the first person to come along.

Usually it's a jerk.

@#!$%^&%!@#*& Pffft!!

Now look at them yo-yo's that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Lemme tell ya them guys ain't dumb
Maybe get a blister on your little finger
Maybe get a blister on your thumb

We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these color TV's

See the little faggot with the earring and the make-up
Yeah buddy that's his own hair
That little faggot got his own jet airplane
That little faggot he's millionaire

We gotta install microwawve ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these color TV's

I shoulda learned to play the guitar
I shoulda learned to play them drums
Look at that mama, she got it stickin' in the camera
Man we could have some fun
And he's up there, what's that ? Hawaiian noises ?
Bangin' on the bongoes like a chimpanzee
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Get your money for nothin' get your chicks for free

We gotta install ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these color TV's, Lord

Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' get your chicks for free
Money for nothin' get chicks for free

-Dire Straits; Money for Nothing



Alright, all you University Elections people. I've had it up to here with you! You turn my life into hell every fricking semester, and you expect me to vote for you?!
Look at what you did today. Your stupid poster-covered cars parked across 3 parking spaces, and you know there's a parking space shortage problem in Kaifan. Why?!??!? Why do you have to screw everyone up for your stupid-ass useless, good for nothing, piece of shit elections?!?! Do I really have to park a whole kilometer away from campus, just so you animals can have your shit monkey parade?!?!?
Do the world some good for a change, and go kill yourselves!!

مبارك عليكم الشهر

... and welcome to the unveiling of the first 1000 of my holiday pictures. The rest will be on the way later. I couldn't be bothered with commenting on any of them, seeing as there are so many. So if you're curious about a picture or have a question, you know where to find me :P

Pandora's Box

Today I opened up the Pandora's Box of Pandora's Boxes, the Mother of all Evil. What made me think I could actually clean up years and years and years worth of piled up rubbish, all on my own, I'll never figure out. Every time I think I've come to the bottom of an endless pit, another drawer, another nook or cranny rears its ugly head. Yes people, I'm talking about my bedroom!! Had I not feared that many of you would be permanently traumatized, I would've gone ahead and posted some pictures, but I love you all too much to want to put you through that torture LOL!!

This One Goes Out To Fayoora

As I said in my previous post, I'm bored shitless. That is the only reason why I'm writing this post and taking the risk of sounding as immature as the blogger(s) I'm about to trash.
I noticed that many new blogs have crept up onto safat during the summer. I'm not surprised, as this is the time of year when those of us who aren't vacationing abroad are most likely to have too much spare time on their hands.
Unfortunately, many, if not all, of these "new" bloggers are complete and utter imbeciles. I mean seriously, haven't any of you noticed how childish and moronic those fledgling blogs are? Take, for example, Fayoora. I am not afraid of trashing her as blatantly as I am doing right now, seeing as she is obviously very comfortable with openly instigating drama within the blogosphere. Some might ask what gives me the right to speak out against her. What gave me the right is the fact that this insect thinks she's high and mighty and can do what the fuck she wants in this community, and I'm only here to set her straight, coz no one else seems to want to do the dirty work. Oh and by the way, someone should write a rule-book, and teach barbarians like Fayoora here some blogging etiquette or something.
I am in no way defending those who she has been offending throughout her entire existence in blogland, but witnessing her constantly rude, moronic attitude is just getting on my nerves. I dont usually let things like this get to me, but this time this bitch's gone a bit too far. If you dont like a blog, you stupid little whore, you dont visit it. Period. You dont rant and rave and say pathetic things like "Don't take your country to a lower level!". Lol. Honey, are you sure you're 19, not 9? Your attitude makes me want to barf, honestly. Especially when I read your seriously immature responses to the comments you received on your posts, like "Topic Closed. No further comments accepted". Hahahahha!!! Why are you giving your worthless-piece-of-shit posts so much importance anyway? How do you like it now, when someone steps on your toes?

Body Modification

I'm still waiting for Flock to upload my 1300+ vacation photo's onto Photobucket. It sure isn't a stroll in the park. Pffft. And you'd think that after being away for almost 2 months, my ISP would've done something about all those glitches they keep on having but nooooo they have to make me suffer still.

I'm bored poopless, commented on more blogs than I care to remember, refreshed safat more times than I can actually count, and bothered more people on MSN than I care to admit. They all love me anyways :P

So yeah, back to this post's title. I'm talking about piercings as some of you might have guessed, but not entirely. Remember waaaay back when I posted about Thermal Hair Conditioning? Yup yup, I went ahead and flattened my unruly mane in New York. Cost me 600 bucks. That knocks 100 KD's off of the price tag that was put on my tresses here. Sorry Skunky, wont be visiting your folks salon any time soon :P

Another thing I did, which was a completely spontaneous, out of the blue, improvident decision, was to get my tragus pierced. I walked into a shop one day, and fell in love with the jewelry and was like "heck, I want that dangling from the side of my head!!". Hhehhe, I'm totally in love with it. I also got my helix pierced, but that's nothing unusual. Dotty joked? about getting my girlfriend pierced, but that's a bit too hardcore, even for me LOL.

So I was wondering, does anyone out there ,who reads my blog, have their tragus pierced? I've had it pierced for about 2 weeks now, and made the silly mistake of changing my jewelry way too early, and waaay too often. Each time I do remove my jewelry, it feels like someone's dragging a nail across a blackboard, right inside my head. Even my jaw twitches. I know that's normal, but how long will it last? I read somewhere that healing can take anywhere from 2 months to 2 years. Dang I cant stay in the same stuff for that long!!

UPDATE for Purg's sake.
tragus
helix

Food? No Thanks

I had my first experience with speed this morning. I'd been planning on going to school, and hadnt slept well since I got back here. So I decided to pop a pill, see how long my battery would last. I dont feel sleepy, nor do I feel the need to eat. I'm on a roll, bouncing off the walls, walking around campus in the blistering heat, not giving a damn about anything. Went to Coffee Bean where I picked at and messed with my pasta, pushing it all around the plate but it never got anywhere near my mouth. Oh and did I forget to mention that I'm in a pretty good mood today? I missed school, all the old chumps and goons, the over-anxious juniors, the craziness of the elections. Aaah feels so damn good to be home again! I'm in such a good mood, I even allowed one of those Afaaq camera people to take a picture of me and interview me. Watch out for next weeks edition peoples LOL!! I think I got a high off of just driving my car, and seeing all those familiar roads I take in the mornings on my way to Kaifan. Who knew I, of all people, would miss school this much?!

Love And Respect

This post is to commemorate the 10 years since the world lost one of its most influential young Black Panthers.

Feels Good To Be In My Own Bed Again

... surrounded by the chaos of half-unpacked suitcases and vacation debris scattered all over my bedroom's green moquette.

Damn You!

So in the midst of my holiday pictures-posting frenzy, blogger decides to label me as a spammer, and thus I was unable to post for the past few days. Anyways 5eera, I was gonna opt for uploading my pictures onto flickr or something. I'll get down to it when I get back home on the 16th. Yes I'm still on vacation, all you confused people!

Day 9 - Hollywood Cafe

Day 8 - Tequila Sunrise

Day 7- Best Chinese Restaurant On Earth

Day 6 - Puerto Banus

Day 5- Sierra Mijas