Is Fate M6aireya.. Or Was I Just Born Unlucky?

Been broke for the past few weeks.
Finally got some money last night.
KD 10, 3eedeya.

6alabat.com is closed.

Coincidence?!

5aroof Il3eed

I was trying to doze off, while hearing the men praying 9alat il3eed in the mosque. And the thought *9addamoh, 5aroof il3eed*, while couting Saddam heads on sheep bodies floated through my mind. Then I get disturbed by Yazeez who confirmed the suspicion.

Motat 7aywan. Even though I would've much rather preferred to see him die of pneumonia/syphilis in some Alcatraz-type prison. Maybe while getting bitten to death by rats too. After being put in isolation after being butt-raped for tripping someone up and making them lose their dinner. Hehehe bummer.

Just A Thought...

Since the majority of us come from a conservative social background in which most, if not all of us live in our parents house til we either go to study abroad or get married, I was wondering about something.

If you've ever left your folks place before, or planning to do so sometime in the future, what is the first thing you'd do when you move out? I mean something you'd do in your new den, but for some reason never did at your folks?

Seeing as I'll be leaving Kuwait and living abroad permanently in a few months time, I've been giving this a lot of thought. I've come to a simple conclusion. Personally, I would get myself a cat. Nothing lavish or extravagant or exotic or whathaveyou. Just a sweet little furball of pleasure. That's all :/

What about you guys?

Alex, of Pimp My Ride fame, is hawt :">

Fractured English

Hotel Notice, Cairo:
On September 30, winter timing will start. As of 12:00 midnight all clocks will be forward one hour back


Barber's Shop, Bombay:
Hair cutter and clean shaver. Gentlemen's throats cut with very sharp razors with great care and skill. No irritating feeling afterwards


Hotel Brochure, Italy:
Suggestive views from every window


Hotel Lift, Leipzig:
Do not enter lift backwards, and only when lit up


Tailor's Shop, Athens:
Order your summer suit. Because is big rush we will execute customers in strict rotation


Hotel Notice, Vienna:
In case of fire, do your utmost to alarm head porter


Hotel Notice, Zurich:
Because of the impropriety of entertaining guests of the opposite sex in bedroom, it is suggested you use the lobby for this purpose


Car Rental Firm Brochure, Tokyo:
When passenger of foot in sight, tootle horn. Trumpet him melodiously first, but if he still obstacles, tootle him with vigour


Hotel Brochure, Italy:
This hotel is renowned for its peace and solitude. In fact, crowds from all over the world flock here to enjoy its solitude


Hotel Brochure, Switzerland:
We have nice bath and are very good in bed


Notice On TV Set In Belgrade Hotel:
If set breaks, inform manager. Do not interfere with yourself


Bar Notice, Finnish Ferry:
WERY STRONK BIER


Hotel Notice, Lisbon:
If you wish disinfection enacted on your presence please ring for chambermaid


Hong Kong Dress Shop:
Ladies have fits upstairs


Airline Ticket Office, Copenhagen:
We take your bags and send them in all directions


Norwegian Cocktail Lounge:
Ladies are requested not to have children in the bar


Ginza Bar, Tokyo:
Special cocktails for ladies with nuts


Roadworks Sign, Tokyo:
Stop! Drive sideways


Dry Cleaners, Bangkok:
Drop your trousers here for best results

Studying.. Or Something Like It

Craving...
Craving...
Craving...

Cutter Mantra

I went into hibernation overdrive this weekend. Around 72 hours of blissful, uninterrupted sleep. In the meantime a friend of mine had taken my Stevie to get him fixed. Anyone notice I was away for the past few days? :P I got Stevie back on Monday, sounding sweet as ever.

Lately I've been unable to sleep. At all. I toss and tumble and turn all night long. I've been restless, anxious, nervous, agitated, irritated. And when I do eventually sleep and wake up, I find myself listless and lethargic; a ticking walking talking time bomb. Everything gets on my nerves lately. It's only a matter of seconds before I explode. It did get ugly a couple of times in school this week.. And I haven't seen mom since Wednesday to avoid a confrontation and the inevitable "are you on drugs" question. I know that interrogation would be the final stroke.

So the other night, I was tossing in bed as usual. And something caught my eye in the dark. Something green, and hideously, unnaturally luminous.
Green on my wrist has never been more enticing. Green on my wrist has never been more enticing. Green on my wrist has never been more enticing. Green on my wrist has never been more enticing. Green on my wrist has never been more enticing.

My soothing mantra.
I finally dozed off.

I'd like to slice into that prominent green "Median vein". Just for the 'hell' of it. Is it fragile and would it 'shatter' should I attempt to 'pull it out' of my arm? Just a thought really... A little bit of 'harmless' experimentation never hurt anybody now did it?

I'd like to slash away at something living.. beating.. pulsating..
And watch the life drain out of it... watch it come to a slow, rhythmic stop

Don't get me wrong. I don't have a death wish. I just have this infatuation with everything morbid, the macabre. I've never been a cutter, never even considered it, nor would I think of myself as someone with suicidal tendencies. But it's sooo not me.

It's just not my thing.

Yet lately, that green has been calling out to me in the wee hours of the night, beckoning...

Tempting
Coaxing
Luring

There's something missing.. A void I can't seem to be able to fill...

Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, Happy Eid, Happy Diwali

Joy Joy, Sing Sing!

First and foremost, THANK YOU to everyone who helped get me back on Safat. 2 months and 26 posts later, I have finally been re-instigated into the Hall of Fame with my new URL. Namely a big shoutout and kudos to Jacqui and Purgatory for their efforts.

So to all you guys who were 'lost' (hint hint wink wink Baroque), now you don't have an excuse :P

O Buttermilk, where art thou?

You've Got A Habit Of Leaving..

Gotta cling on to this opportunity by the throat...

*You've got to be good at being bad*

Acetaminophen Junkie

I pop Ponstan*Forte like mints. I swear no less than 4 pills at a time, every 4-6 hours, every day, over a course of a week or two. Like there's no tomorrow.

Yet the box clearly indicates one pill every 12 hours. When I'm popping my pills, I look something like Beavis when he goes for grandma's medication in this clip:

Then I saw this on the news tonight, and I completely freaked out.

Basically, you can cause yourself sever organ damage, including liver failure. Do you have any idea how hard it is to find a suitable organ for a transplant, if at all?!

Dumb Dumb

Holy Mother of poop! I never realized what a complete ditz , a clutz, a total idiot I truly am, until today! Today I proved beyond a reasonable doubt that I'm a complete and utter moron! Put aside your snickering at my drawing skills and take a good look at my map :P

Ok so it's not to scale, and it's not neat. But you get a rough idea of how Kaifan campus is spaced out.

Crime Scene 1= Classroom #1 on the third floor. I had a class here at 10 am.
Crime Scene 2= Library on the ground floor. I printed my research here at 11 am.
Crime Scene 3= Cafeteria. I hung out with the girls and did some 'studying' here from 11:15 til 11:45
Crime Scene 4= Photocopy place on the ground floor. Went to staple some papers here
Crime Scene 5= Classroom #2 on the second floor. I had a quiz here from 12 'til 12:15.

So after I came out of the quiz, I discovered that my car keys were missing! Crap... I'd been almost all over campus today, where could I have left them?!?!?

I go up to classroom #1, but there was a lecture in there. I leave and go to the cafeteria.. look all under the tables and chairs, ask all the girls, go to the Sales office. No one's seen anything. I call my friends; no one's seen anything. I go back to classroom #2, and go on a mad hunt while the girls were still being quizzed. LOL I felt like a complete imbecile. I didn't find nothing.

Back up to classroom #1.. nothing. I go out to my car, thinking maybe I'd left the key there. Nothing. I go to the gate security guy.. he hasn't seen anything. WTF where in the fuck could they be?!

Back up to class #1.. still a lecture. Down to the place were the student advisors are.. they sent me from one office to the other; I went up to the second floor and asked everyone, up to the third floor.. still nothing.
I went back to the library.. the photocopy place.. up to 3abdallah Li3taiby building, back down to the library.

I finally found them at around 2pm. Can you guess where?

Baby It's Cold Outside

Can I get a hug?

Whacky Birthday To You!

Birthdays are a NIGHTMARE! Actually, I hate any sort of special occasion. If you'd seen me yesterday, you would've known why. The absurdity of the whole scene is just so hilariously comical.

It was one of the gang members' birthday yesterday. I was expecting to hit the malls right after school, at around 1 or 2, to find her a birthday gift. Things didn't go according to plan.
After school, we hit Marina Crescent and had lunch with birthday girl at LeBlanc, where we were joined by an old high-school mate of mine who happened to be a mutual friend of Ruru's. Later, Ruru's brother stopped by and said hello. We ask for the check, and to our surprise it turns out that he had already paid for us when he left. I was planning on paying, to get out of getting birthday girl a present. Pfft. Then I thought we'd hit the mall itself to look for something. But they had different plans. So off we were, back to Kaifan, where me and birthday girl got into my car and made our way to Mishref. I drop her off at her place, and make for the highway, heading for Salmiya. It was around 5:30 by then, and the streets were jam packed.




First on my agenda was Al-Fanar. I hadn't been there in AGES, and didn't know that the parking lot behind the mall was off-limits. I head for the underground parking, and that too is brimming. It took me forever to finally park and begin my search. The problem with this birthday girl, is that I don't have the vaguest idea of what she likes. I mean, we've been friends all through university, but she has the most difficult taste, in the fact that nothing interests her! Besides that, she's filthy rich and doesn't really need anything, and most of the time has everything. I thought of getting her an ipod, but she already has THREE. A nano, a shuffle, and a video. Uffff!!

Anyways, so in Fanar, I head for Swarovski. I know that her beau has already gotten her something from there, so I change my mind about the place and head for La Senza. Just my luck, they had just brought it a new collection and would need an hour to put it all on display. Down I go, and Gucci is closed. Tiffany & Co. was a bit drab, and totally out of my budget anyways. She made things even more difficult for me when I asked her what she would like, and she responded with a "salamtich" :|

There's nothing worse that a 80 kg midget huffing and puffing, running around a mall. As Purgy says, fat chicks walk faster. Now imagine a fat chick walking fast with an oversized Spy bag on her arm, waddling in her too-high high-heeled boots, in a tracksuit, barely managing to keep herself from tripping, with car keys and phone in the other hand, talking to all her buddies trying to get suggestions on what to buy.
Anyway, Fanar was useless, so I head for Marina Mall. The parking lot was jam packed there too, and it took me forever to find a parking space.

Being completely confused by then and in such a hurry and totally forgetting what I was even there for, I think I must've made 3 rounds around Marina Mall. I'm sure I looked like a complete fool. I was looking for La Senza, when I should've been looking for Oysho. I was in just a mad rush and walking around so fast, I was frantic, that I missed the shop every time I whizzed by it. Finally I stopped at the Information desk, and he pointed the shop out to me. What an idiot haha.

I haven't been to Marina Mall since before the summer, and I'd totally forgotten how hectic it gets on weekends. The swarm of women in Oysho was unbearable. I almost got crushed in the mob LOL. After standing there infront of the racks in a daze, unable to decide on what to buy, I finally asked for help. The sales lady suggested I choose something that had more than one piece (of course she would). So I went for pink Hello Kitty pajamas. Drawn-string pants, long-sleeve top, matching robe and slippers, and a vanity bag. It was all so cute. I had DR in mind all along hehehe :">

There's a catch, of course. Yes I did find a gift, I was relieved. But I was pressed for time, and my glee at having finally gotten a gift was short lived. The lady at the cashier infront of me, I don't know what her problem was. She spend almost 15 minutes and I was starting to get irritated. When it was finally my turn to pay, the sales lady lost her scissors, and went searching for them, so that she could cut the price tag off of the clothes. Can you imagine me, standing there, huffing, puffing, complaining, pacing like I was in hospital waiting for someone to give birth, tapping my heels in the most annoying way (yes I was annoying myself). And she has the audacity to ask me what color gift wrap I want!! I barely contained my anger, clenched my teeth, and just gave her an ugly look. LOL that sent her on over-drive. I was out of there after that faster than you can say "DO I LOOK LIKE I CARE ABOUT THE COLOR OF YOUR STUPID GIFT WRAP"?!??!

I went circling the mall again, just once this time, looking for Hallmark. Imagine me with 2 big shopping bags, my oversized Spy bag, my keys and my phone, struggling in my boots. Hahahhaha now I wish someone would have followed me and taped it all. I'm sure I was a sight for sore eyes :P

Finally found Hallmark, looked for a birthday card, found a gift bag, and stood in line. And the same Oysho cashier story repeated itself. By now I was almost in tears, and this lady was giving the sales people a hard time over her credit card that wouldn't go through, and her kids who wanted everything. They kept on piling things on the register, going back and forth, while mommy tried to fix her credit card problem. In the end they just left the stuff and walked out. I wanted to scream :(( Now I was carrying 2 big Oysho shopping bags, and oversized yellow Hallmark bag, my Spy bag, my keys and phone, hopping in my boots and wincing in painB, circling the mall again trying to remember where I'd parked my car and which exit door to take.

Thank God it was only 6:45 by then, and I was back in Mishref by 7. Don't ask me how I did it. I'm too scared to even remember that I can drive like a maniac like that :P So there I was, back home, got into my skirt and blouse while the maid cleaned out the trash in my car, wrote a quick note on the birthday card, went to the ladies room, and hit the street again. I was at birthday girls place by 7:30, picked her up and went to Abdullah Al-Salem Area to pick up Ruru. It was 7:45 by then, and we were in Salhiya at exactly 8:00. Imagine! That's record-breaking time! We were on time at Hashi, for her birthday party. Now I could finally relax hehehehh!

After that everything was smooth-sailing, and it was a blast. We had so much fun. Looking back on yesterday, even with all that crazy running-around, I realize that the whole context was really funny and totally worth it. We had the laugh of a life-time when I told them what I'd been through :p

As all good things must come to an end, its back to slaving away on school work now...

Fetish Phobia

I'd like to put you in a trance, all over
Erotic, erotic, put your hands all over my body
Erotic, erotic, put your hands all over my body
Erotic, erotic

Erotica lyrics- Madonna

"A kiss without a mustache is like an egg without salt," - Spanish proverb. This is the quote I always use on my profiles on sites like hi5, myspace, etc. I have a facial hair fetish, amongst other body parts (male, of course :P).

Another fetish I can somewhat relate to, or sorta makes sense to me, is the infamous foot fetish. I'm not saying I have one, I just understand where people with this fetish come from. Feet comes 5th on the top 10 female erogenous zones according to AskMen.com. It surpasses the ears on the list, which ranked 6th. And we all know what happens to us when someone's nibbling and whispering in our ears, don't we? So imagine what would happen if someone was to touch our feet!!

I'll let you in on a secret. I've never ever had a pedicure, ever. Why, you say? Because even I cant touch my own feet without having some sort of *orgasmic*(?) spasm, and I fear I might kick someone's face in should they try to put their grubby paws on my tootsies. There's no way in hell I'd let anyone near them, haha!

Which brings me to another point. I have an irrational fear of *other* peoples hands. Especially if they're clawed. I'm sure there's a fingernail phobia somewhere on the phobia list, I just cant be bothered to look it up. And just the thought of someone with fingernails coming anywhere near my feet is enough to set me on a nervous breakdown. Yes, if I'm playing with my cousins and someone happens to touch my feet, I'll hyperventilate, palpitate, break into a nervous sweat, and go on a childlike show of tears, if not a full-out frustrated panic/anxiety attack.

And trust me people, it aint purty.

Is He Gonna Make It Doc?

I haven't been out of the house in the past couple of days, seeing as I'm on a mission. I've been on a LOST marathon. Yes people, I've finally become part of modern civilization and went through the entire first season of LOST. Over-rated to say the least. Beautiful people though. That Boon is one hell of a looker, God rest his soul. Hmmm...

I think I gave my Stevie the evil eye (3ain ma 9alat 3al nibee) LOL. Yeah I've been going around ranting and raving about what a good good boy he is. Well now I don't know why he's turned against me :( All you Mac people out there, fill me in!! He isn't even a year old yet, and he's already giving me attitude :((

Yes I admit to neglecting and abusing Stevie. But I'm sorry I'm so so sorry :(( Please save him :(( There's this weird ticking/clicking sound coming from the fan I think, and it wont go away no matter what I do :(( I promise I'll never do anything stupid ever again, just save my Stevie :((

Take me instead, just don't hurt my baby :((

Jaxx recommended I take him to Mac & More... I'll do that first thing tomorrow morning. But until then, anyone out there have any idea what's going on with my baby? :(

Show Me Some Love

HAPPY BIRTHDAY EXTINCT DODO!!

One Year Of Blogging, And Still Going Strong!

Warning: Danger Ahead!

I'm in a pissy mood. Could I possibly be bi-polar? One moment I'm high as a kite, the next I'm El Groucho. I've been pissy since last night actually. I don't know why I'm nice to people anymore. Lawa3aw chabdy effff!

It started when I *helped* a friend with a translation project last night. She wasn't thankful, wasn't grateful, wasn't appreciative of the time and effort I'd put into the work. I'm not talking about pleases and thank you's. It was more along the lines of "effff send it later I can't be bothered with it right now, let me watch the movie in peace", after she'd been nagging at me to get it done. Let's leave it at that.
I can't stand it when people undermine my judgement or my decisions.

Dodo: I'm gonna do this this this.
Friends: What what whaaaaat?!??!? That's so stupid. Who would do a thing like that?!??!?! Are you crazy?!?!??! My idea is sooooooo much better, but suit yourself!!

I do realize they were only making suggestions. But there was no need to undermine, or look down on my way of doing things. I didn't call your ideas stupid or made you feel lame about your suggestion now did I?

I was chatting away on my laptop while the gang was working on something, and I laughed at something that was going on on my msn. "Yeah we're sitting here working our butts off while you lay on the floor there laughing and eating and chatting on your msn. We'll show you next semester; not a single one of us will help you with anything!!" I'm sure it was in the spirit of good fun, but it insulted me greatly. One, since I ALWAYS help/ practically do their projects for them, second, they'd asked me over to hang out, and third, if I KNEW how to help I would have. I wanted to slap each and every one of them.

Some people are really insensitive and downright rude. Last night, after I'd left and was back home, one of the gang members gets online. No hi no bye no nothing, and just says "send me prog el msn eli agdar asha3'el katha email". Once again, fuck you. I just ignored her.

While we were still at Nunu's place, we agreed we'd go to Marina Mall for lunch the next day (today). I don't have class 'til 3:30 on Tuesdays, whereas they finish class at 12. So they were like "you better be in school at 12, and don't you dare be late". So there I was, in Kaifan, at 12:20. Sitting. Waiting. They didn't show up 'til 1:15. Apparently Roro went home to change her clothes, and Nunu went along with her. The rest of the gang had already left campus and were on their way to Bida'a. Bida'a?!?!?! But I thought we'd agreed to go to Marina Mall!??!? And why the fuck did you make me come all the way to Kaifan, instead of letting me go to Bida'a from Mishref?!?!? WHY?!?!

We ended up at Sarai. I'm not big on lebanese food. But this is most likely the shittiest food joint ever. When the orders came round, we discovered that the food was the equivalent of canned dog food. Anyway, I ordered something called Cherry Kebab. The girls ate and gave their 2 cents about the food. "Oh, it's not bad, it just tastes weird". But when they finally got to my Cherry Kebab, even before they touched it, they were like "ewww that looks nasty. Dodo, you always order nasty things! It smells! It looks funny! How the hell do you eat cherry with kebab? Who in their right mind would order something like that? What were you thinking Dodo?!?!" That was before they even touched it remember. Don't get me started on the drama that ensued when they actually put the stuff in their mouths.
They always have to make a big deal over everything I do. I used to brush it off and not think anything of it. Now it's really starting to get on my nerves.

Another thing was, one of the girls started talking about something. They all knew what she was on about, but I didn't. When I asked her about it, Nunu was like "well can't you see she doesn't want to tell you?! It's none of your business!!"

I'm not gonna go into how they treat me like their personal chauffeur. Each one of them gabbing on the phone simultaneously. Then out of nowhere "Dodoooo, put blah blah song on"... "Dodooooo, don't drive so fast", "Dodoooo, don't take that road". Oh my God, I don't know if I can take anymore shit without exploding in their faces. Man is that gonna be hell of an ugly sight.
On our way back to Kaifan, I stopped at Baskin Robbins to grab a shake. I thought a lethal dose of sugar was bound to put me in a chirpy mood. Then one of them goes "Dodo, get me a scoop of chocolate will ya". Am I your fucking maid? Do I look like I work for you? You want a scoop of chocolate, you'll get your fucking lazy ass out of the fucking car and get it your own fucking self. I didn't say that of course. I just got her her chocolate scoop anyway. I've been pushed and bossed around one time too many. I think they felt the tension when I got back into the car with the goodies.

I was reading 1001 Night's post last night, and tried to restrain myself; stop myself from doing something I'd regret later. It worked well.. for them. They knew something was wrong, and I warned them to get off my back. Nagging nagging nagging. " Oh come on tell us what's wrong, you just have to tell us! We have to know why you're so pissed off today!! Is it the restaurant?!?! Yeah it's coz you don't like the restaurant!!" They should be thankful that it didn't get ugly. As for me, the more I held it in, the more I stopped myself from verbally lashing out, the more sick I felt. I literally had a stomach ache and wanted to barf.

I do realize I might be exaggerating, blowing things way out of proportion, being waaaay to sensitive over things. But when people keep on doing these things over and over and over, it starts driving you mad. Really it does :(

PS I'm not gonna say anything about hanging out with Juju and Sou this morning.. I'll leave the limelight to them :p

Hippo-Fat-Amus

Anyone who knows me personally knows of my addiction to flip flops. I wear them throughout the year, except during the winter 'period'. And even then there are days when I wear them in the blistering cold anyway, regardless :P
Well, we're in that time of year where flip flops can cause frost bite, so wearing them would be a crime against oneself. Wearing shoes, one must wear socks of course, right? Seeing as I'm not experienced with socks since I only wear them along with shoes during winter, I was running up the stairs with a box of croissants, not wanting to share them with mom and sis, when suddenly.... yes people, I slipped on the stairs, causing the croissants to fly everywhere, but more painfully, seeing as I weigh around 80kg's, I landed on my one hand and put all that weight on my wrist.
I twisted my toes (if you can imagine that) and now I'm in excruciating pain :( Last year I was wearing heels to school (I can't walk in them without look like a waddling penguin) and I twisted my ankle, and I still feel the pain whenever I sit cross-legged, or exert pressure on that ankle. I think it's about time I went in for some new spare parts, I'm falling to pieces from every joint :(
On a happier note though, I wish Jaxx a happy birthday. Kil 3aam wintay b5air 7obeeee :**

Queen Of The Night

I don't understand horndogs who cruise around campus in their Range Rovers, their Porches, their Beemers, their Mercedes, their Yukons (my personal favorite ROFL) yada yada. If they were actually students here then I wouldn't be complaining, but some of these guys come to Kaifan for the sole purpose of oogling the goods. Some guys just follow any random old chick, with no one specific in mind, whereas others come with a main, or a lone target. There's this one guy in particular, who's been coming to Kaifan, circling the parameter like a shark, eagerly awaiting the opportunity to see Roro, just for those few precious moments, and that's that. What's up with these people who have nothing better to do with their miserable lives?

I don't know what's with me these past two days, but I've been shoveling sugar down my gob like a proverbial horse. Really, I'm stuffing my face with chocolate, candy, Krispy Kremes (last night was the first time I ever had one, it wasn't bad. It wasn't all that either. Just a piece of really sweet dough *rolls eyes*), cake, ugh you name it; I seem to be jumping off the walls, and there's no stopping me. Literally. The weird thing though is that I don't have a sweet tooth. It's just these past few days.... I don't know hahahhha. I'm even posting more often than usual, hanging out on campus longer, going out with my girls. Oooooh I even woke up early to do my makeup :P Don't get me wrong though. It's not like I don't use makeup. Actually I'm the poster-child for over doing the kabuki mask (ilboyah 3ala golat omy :P, ilyi9 3ala golat oboy ROFL). But usually my makeup's compiled of just a bit of bronzer, tinted gloss and eye-liner. Now I'm going all out with the eyes and lips and shit. Wallah fara'3a fa'9ya mako shi'3il, so I decided to experiment on myself, ahawil ib3omry ishway hehhehe, see where it gets me.

No but seriously, I must be doing something right coz before class today, this geezy was practically chasing me in the parking lot, and while I waited for Nono to get in the car, he was eyeing me, and he followed us into Coffee Bean. I'd been meaning to study for my 3:30 exam, but that plan was totally shot, I was too busy enjoying my cheese cake and gabbing with Nono :P We took it as an opportunity to scram when geezy boy went into the loo, oo kamalna gaz fee roboo3 ajwa2 7ay Kaifan :P

Then at the gas station, this old geezer infront of me was staring through his rear view, and followed us back to the parking lot. I'm not being paranoid, he was doing the wait sign with his hand and all sorts of weird things (at one point I think I saw him lick his lips, you know, in a perverted sorta way ROFL, I couldn't help but laugh. I think he took it as a sign that I actually liked him hehehhehe).

Then later after class while we were on the *Love Street* these two bikers were flirting, and another guy on my left, and uuugh, but those don't really count now do they, coz this road is notoriously infamous for its horny preteens I guess. But then again, things like this never happen to me hehehhe so yeah sure what they were doing wasn't cool, not cool at all, but it did wonders for my morale. Yes my ego is major inflated at the moment hahhahha :P What can I say, I'm easily amused.

Plus, last night I registered for next semester. The very last three classes I'll ever be taking at KU. I can't even begin to describe what I felt when I finally clicked the tiny "add" button for that final class. I feel like I can breathe now, like I've had a load taken off of my shoulders.

Note to self: Life's good. Just give it a chance to prove itself

A Day In The Life Of Dodo

Plenty of movies, munchies, and friends. What more could a depressed chick ask for? I haven't seen my gals in about a week, haven't seen the sunshine, haven't seen civilization basically. It's good to be alive again really :) Oh, oh, oh, and I got the entire first season of Lost. I'm gonna finally pop my tv-series cherry (yup I haven't seen a single one of those shows that you people are always on about :P ). I've finally succumbed and fallen pray to the conspiracy hehheh.

On another note, isn't he just the cutest most precious thing? It's a special someone's birthday veeeery soon, and I've sorta been gift hunting (not really, she just doesn't know what she wants, mta3batny :P ). It's a shame some evil forces are standing in the way and preventing the realization of this kitty dream :(

Ah well, the clock is ticking, the countdown is almost over, and it still seems as though I'll just end up with a tacky Hallmark :(


P.S I wish someone dear to me all the luck in the world with his exam. Allah ywafgik with everything that you do, ameen ya rab.

Operation Resuscitation

For the past week I have done nothing but wallow in my own misery and turd. The only reason I'd get out of bed was not to take a wizz or have something to eat. Oh no no. It was to check on safat, my emails, and my messenger buddies. Needless to say I prolly smell like turd too. I wouldn't know for sure about that though coz any nerves in my nose are shot to death from all the sniffling I've been doing. I do know for a fact though that I look like a turd on cocaine. Not a pretty sight, by all measures.

Due to excessive, brain damaging boredom, I decided to go on a journey of self discovery of sorts, mainly to wile away the time. I went on a trip back in time, through my blog, and what I found shocked me to say the least.

It seems my blog has taken a turn for the worse. Really it has. Have any of you guys who've been around since I started blogging noticed this? Sure I've cleaned up my act and all, my it seems my posts have all turned emo. A serious fag-fest (excuse my political incorrectness). Ugh I despise sap, honest! My posts are nothing short of pathetic these days. Why didn't anyone tell me? My blog is lethally low on substance, personality, quality, guts, yada yada, all that good stuff that made the notorious Extinct Dodo what it used to be. Yes I realize I may sound full of myself, but come on guys, I feel like my glory days have gone down the loo!!

I used to have interesting debates going on on some posts, some people would comment a couple of times on each post depending on the subject matter. Now I'm lucky if I get a sporadic comment or two, and that's just saaaad. Very sad. Some bloggers became friends, and most of the time something had to go badly wrong, and I'd end up being blocked/deleted. Some people even forgot they ever commented here. Ugh, the untimely demise of what could've turned into something good, maybe even wholesome. Yeah now I know I'm exaggerating and giving myself too much credit. But honestly, do you see where I'm going with this?

It's about time for a change of action and some strategic planning and re-evaluation of what this blogs initial intentions were. I'm disgusted with the way things have turned out, for driving my blog down into the gutters :|

I'm so disappointed with myself for letting let myself and my blog down :(

What a failure :(