Forgive Me Father For I Have Sinned

Remember when I said I don't need anyone, that I'm content with being a miserable loner? How I don't need anyone? How I've portrayed myself over my entire blogging existence as a cold heartless, insensitive, heartless, unfeeling, heartless bitch?

Well, I lied.

Dear God how I've lied.


Here's a bit of emo overdrive for you. I leave you with Pon and Zi.










There's nothing in this world that I crave more than love.



And I'm sorry.

Ladies and gentlemen, Dodo has left the building. Thank you and goodnight.

Guess this is me saying goodbye.

Tag Compliments of Nomad

I stole this off of Nomad.

1. Last movie you saw in a theater? Undisputed II with Abadi.

2. What book are you reading? Alphabet of Manliness by Maddox.

3. Favorite board game? Does an Ouija board count?

4.Favorite magazine? Whatever's laying around.

5. Favorite smell? Clean air.

6. Favorite food? Seafood.

7. Favorite sound? Crashing of ocean waves.

8. Worst feeling in the world? Needing to talk to someone and finding there's no one around.

9. What is the first thing you think of when you wake up? Shit I'm late.

10. Favorite fast food place? Most burger joints.

11. Future child’s name? I'm not sure I want or will have kids but I got plenty of favorite names, Rakan, Retaj, Aziz, Rawan, bla bla bla.

12. Finish this statement. If I had a lot of money: I'd buy a penthouse (bachelorette pad) in some exotic country and live the good life.

13. Do you drive fast? Fastest I've gone is 160.

14. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal? Yeah I got my own Mr Bean teddy.

15. Storms cool or scary? Very cool.

16. What was your first car? 2003 Prado 2 door (I'm loyal to Toyota).

17. Favorite drink? Water

18. Finish this statement, “If I had the time I would…”: Do something useful besides slacking off.

19. Do you eat the stems on broccoli? Yes

20. If you could dye your hair any color, what would be your choice? Black, black black and then some more.

21. Name all the different cities/ towns you have lived in? Kuwait, Dusseldorf Germany and Malaga Spain.

22. Half empty or half full? Depends on my mood.

23. Favorite sports to watch? Food Competitions.

24 . Is this questionaire too long ? Not really, I don't have anything better to do.

25. Morning person, or night owl? Zombie.

26. Over easy, or sunny side-up? Egg fried rice.

27. Favorite place to relax? My room.

28. Favorite pie? Lemon Meringue or Shepherd's pie.


Everyone else seems to have done this tag already, so no pressure.

Wild Child

I want an afro. I want an afro so fricking bad. I just don't want to go a la Beyonce or Lauryn Hill and get a rug.



Even though Lauryn's does look smoking, no?

No.

No no no no no no NO.

I want the real thing. My hair is naturally kinky, so why not?

I'll tell you why not.

COZ I DON'T FUCKING KNOW HOW.

I want a 'fro like Pam Grier, just minus the weapons. Teehee.



Now if that's not Foxy, I don't know what is :)


So, if any of you guys looked like this back in the day:

please give a sista the knowhow. I want to look cool!

Oh

and

ROCK ON :D

Just So You Know...

I admit I led you on into believing that you were special, that you actually meant something to me. I assure you, nothing could be further from the truth. I know you lurk around my blog to see what I'm up to, yet lie and pretend that you couldn't care less. This is why I'm writing to you. I could think of a billion and one reasons as to why I don't want to be with you, I wouldn't even know where to start.

Do I start with your immaturity, your sex den in Salmiya, your childish games, making your friends call me telling me you died so you could see whether I cared or not, making a girl talk to me telling me to stop calling you because you're a taken man, your drinking and acting like a complete ass, where do I begin? How about your family name that makes me sick to my stomach, or your retard brother that I would never be proud of being related to, or your illegitimate "secret"?

Maybe your fucked up priorities? Or soaking me in the sun for hours on end while I waited for you to show your bitch ass back in the day when you didn't have a phone?

Let me be superficial. You think you're a hotshot stud. Man, you sure are living in a fantasy. You're short, fat, have a gap between your brown teeth, and you don't even own a car. Oh don't start with your "company(s)". You know how pathetic I think your endeavors are. You don't impress me. Nothing you do does anything more than make me want to barf.

Your loser friends. Your loser life. Who am I kidding? You're one big fat good for nothing useless loser. Bitch.

Sure, I might call you every now and then. I answer your calls. I go out with you. We fuck. We have dinner and go on boat rides and cruise the Gulf Road in my car. You think it's because I love you? Or want to be with you? Or that I enjoy hanging out with you? Hah! Your annoying boring drone is enough to put me in a coma. I can't remember the last time your idle chats actually "interested" me. Boy, get a life, read an encyclopedia or something, find something worthwhile to talk about.

"I'm gonna do this. I'm gonna do that. I'm gonna bleach my teeth. I'm gonna do your lemonade diet. I'm gonna buy the ingredients. I'm gonna start a business. I'm gonna get a nose job. I'm gonna close the gap between my teeth. I'm gonna get a gastric bypass. I'm gonna get married. I'm gonna buy your car. I want to start a business with your mom. I'm gonna I'm gonna I'm gonna I'm gonna."

Let me tell you what you are. You are nothing but a load of hot air, big talk and zero actions. You are a fart. Yes, that's all you are. A stinky shit-laden fart.

You bore me. You annoy me. Ugh I could barely just stop myself from strangling you when you open your mouth. I want to spit in your face. That's the one thing I want more than anything in this world.

Just so you know, I do this all for my own personal benefit. I'm bored, I'm horny, I'm lonely, I'm whatever. You, to me, are nothing but a trained dog, catering to my every whim, more than willing to please. You fulfilled my needs, temporarily.

I got used to you. It was comfortable hanging out with someone who knew me, and not having to start off from the very beginning, getting to know each other and all that crap. That's about it, really.

I can do better than you though. And I don't need your shit.

You don't deserve me.

Oh and I almost forgot. You're a lame fuck. I'd stock up on viagra and all that shit if I were you. Impotent bastard.

Swair!!

Tagged by Swair...


A Available or single — Single


B Best Friend — Like I said in a previous tag, the position is available.


C Cake or pie — Pie. So much more versatile.


D Dance or exercise — Couch potatoe


E Essential Item — Internet and Stevie


F Favorite color — All colors of the rainbow


G Gummy bears or worms — Worms. Gotta love that sour punch.


H Home town — Kuwait


I Indulgence — Shower


J January or February — February. Gives me a chance to "settle" into the new year.


K Kids — Meh. Depends on the kid themselves.


L Life — Is a bitch. It either fucks you or you fuck it, whichever comes first.


M Marriage — Not in the cards.


N Number of siblings — One bro one sis.


O Oranges or apples — Bananas


P Phobias — Feet. Climbing/going down stairs. Tight spaces (elevators, jungle gyms etc).


Q Favourite Quote — 'A kiss without a moustache is like egg without salt' - old Spanish proverb.

R Reasons to smile — I smile all the time, don't need a reason.


S Season — Well there isn't much of an option in Kuwait is there?


T Tag 4 people — Purg, Purg, Purg and Purg. You'd better do this tag and you can consider it a belated birthday gift :/


U Unknown fact about me — I prolly don't really like you, so get over the illusion.


V/W Worst habit — Up and leave for no reason.


X/Y Your favourite Food — As long it's not chicken, coffee, eggplant or koosa (zucchini).


Z Zodiac — Gemini

Thank You...!!

...Zorath, for an amazing mini-party!! AHAHAHAHAHHA darn it if I'd known you were gonna do that I would've brought a camcorder to film those whacky waiters LMFAO!!

You rock my world ya 5alafhom :*

Full Circle

Who would've thought I'd finally cross the KU Marathon finishing line?

Yup yup. About time too. Spent 1/3 of my LIFE in that cesspit.

Not only that.

BUT THIS IS THE BEST BIRTHDAY GIFT EVER!!

You will, from now on, refer to me as Birthday girl Dodo Chomsky :D


Oh thank you Cosmic something in the greater galactic universe!


p.s.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TWINNIE Delicately Realistic, 3o2bal ma nshofik Dr. ad ildonya ya 3arooooosa :***

39 days...

Keg Night

۞ Your superman, your Iron Man, I love you ۞
haha pockets for the win


i have a magic pocket in my van


it randomly blesses me with money


and condoms


-KAMAL-
those are useful


۞ Your superman, your Iron Man, I love you ۞
very


they have more than one use


longer erm


yeah


insertion time


if theyre regulars tho


thin ones are like not wearing anything


-KAMAL-
yes ismail thank u for tht valuable info


۞ Your superman, your Iron Man, I love you ۞
most welcome


Dodo
really?


i didnt know that thicker condoms make guys last longer


۞ Your superman, your Iron Man, I love you ۞
yep yep


-KAMAL-
erm


۞ Your superman, your Iron Man, I love you ۞
makes sense


Dodo
interesting


-KAMAL-
i cant wear condoms


no use


Dodo
why



-KAMAL-
my guys eat through anything


Dodo
hahahahahhah


ooh thats nasty


-KAMAL-
they are always hungry


like me


Dodo
do they bite the chicks punna?


-KAMAL-
like father, like sperm


Dodo
must give a very "interesting" sensation


-KAMAL-
yes, so i have been told

Freaky Friday

Slept at about 7 this morning to the sound of men fussing and fighting. I didn't think much of it, since these cheap labor people are always fighting amongst themselves and with our domestic help, because mommy dearest has enforced a rule wherein our help aren't allowed to offer them any food or drink. The men usually go ballistic, and end up being screamed at by mom, telling them to go to the Co-op and buy their own food.

That wasn't the case today.

I was rudely awoken at around 6pm, to the sound of rain. RAIN people! It's fricking June already!!!



Talk about freak rain.

Usually I don't sleep in on Fridays. I'm up and early, doing my salon rounds, and of course, waiting for our Maid fish lunch.

But there was no Maid today!! Mom buys the stuff grilled from this joint in Salmiya or Hawalli, and today they ran out!! That never happens!! What the hell is happening with the world?



I ended up having one of my absolute favorite meals. White rice with white onions!



Back to the screeching workers. So mom was telling me how they were screaming right outside my window, and I sleep like Ahl Ilkahf for not hearing them, and that I should fess up about my drug intake, coz the way I sleep can only be induced by drugs, and blah blah blah blah.

The workers had all come in a taxi together, and had been expecting to be charged the usual 1.5 KD. I guess coz today is Friday, the driver decided to charge them 2 whole entire KD's. What do the workers do? Beat the living crap out of the driver and strangle him. HAHAHA somehow I find this all very very comical.

The driver heads to Bayan Police Station and drags along a couple of coppers over to our place. And the screech-fest began.

Two of the dudes had no iqama (visa?), the "boss" was in trouble with his kafeel (sponsor?) who'd put out a warrant for his arrest or something along those lines. And mom's cement is sitting out in the pouring rain.



She's having a stroke as we speak. 2000 KD down the toilet.