Thank you for smoking

Is avenues supposed to be a non smoking mall? 
The other day a couple of my friends and I went to lunch at the Avenues.  I think it was right before we started eating that my friend took out his cigarettes and wanted to light up, so I asked him not to because there were people behind us still eating, and there are kids at the table, so its not right for him to smoke.  He told me that its not his fault but its the fault of the reastaurant for seating these kids in the smoking section.  So I told him that no one specified the section we are sitting in, and its just out of courtesy and respect not to smoke, and not only for the people at the other table I was asking not to smoke next to me.  Well he did not listen to me, and neither did my other friend.  My other friend said that its the parents fault for taking the kids out.  I told her that when she doesn’t smoke and people around her smoke she will understand how I felt (and how the other girl at the table also felt). 

After my first semester in the US, I came back to q8 during xmas break. The first thing I saw when I got off the plane was a guy standing under the nonsmoking sign at the airport and smoking (and right next to him was the smoking room).  I was shocked, I had completly forgotten that people smoked every where in q8.

What really REALLY pisses me off is when I’m walking at one of the malls and I see little kids smoking.  WHAT THE HECK! this kid is probably still not a teenager and he has a cigarette in his hands!

A lot of cities in the US have banned smoking indoors and England will enforce its smoking ban on July 1st.   I think kuwait should enforce non-smoking indoors, theres nothing worse then trying to eat or shop and getting smoke in your eyes and nose.  Smokers are the ones that should respect the rights of the non smokers not the other way around, and since they CHOSE to smoke, they should deal with everything that comes their way (other than the illnesses), such as having to go to specific areas to smoke.

I’m the next BIG thing :p

The one thing that I probably never told the truth about and never will is my height.  My friends may guess what my height is, and even if they guess right, chances are I won’t tell them its right. 
I lied on my drivers license in the states, in place of height I put 5’0.  Then I got IDed before i went to a club
Bouncer: ID Please
Me: Okay here ya go
Bouncer is looking at the id and looking at me .. does this a couple of times
Bouncer: you’re not 5’0!! hahaha
Me: yes i am! how rude!

Its funny when I don’t see some people for a while, then I bump into them randomly and get “wow I forgot how tiny you are”
But then again I really dislike it when people who just met me and don’t even know me start calling me “shorty” or commenting about my height.  It doesn’t really offend me, it just bothers me …

I am not 5’0 …. I am … e7m .. okay this might be one of the first times i say my height ;p im 4’9 …. 150 cm .. meter oo no9 ya nas ;p

What is your fairy tale? (and other things)

Okay Dilly$ this might come as a shock to you, but I miss you ;p I was talking to Dilly the other day on MSN when he told me he had bought a ring.  He is going to propose to his girlfriend when they go to mexico on their trip *aaaw cuuuuuteeeee* ;p 
I asked him if she knew, he said that she kind of did but she is not sure it is going to happen.
Dilly: Should I propose as soon as I see her at the airport?
Me: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! You should take her out to a nice restaurant, with a nice view, preferably by the sea, and when the sun is setting and it gets so gorgeous outside get down on your kneees and propose!
Dilly: I was thinking of that ;p

Which way do you think is better our way (through the family oo lazim il om itdig 3ala omha) or him getting down on one knee (either infront of the whole restaurant or a lot of ppl or at a romantic spot) and proposing to you? 
I have been thinking of how I would like to be propsed (if that ever happened) and ya3ni my fairy tale would take place during fall.  I love the color of the leaves and the slight chill in the air.  There is a place called Minnehaha Falls and I fell in love with it.  I was dropping a girl off at around that area during fall one year and I wished that I could just leave there and it would be fall all year round.  Anyways back to my fairy tale.  We’d go out for a walk or something and in between all the red/orange/pink leaves he would propose. aaaaaaaaw.  Yes thats just a fairy tale, I don’t think I could handle all that romanticisim in real life.

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On a completely different note I just decided that I am really bored with my look.  I need to grow my hair out.  I chopped a lot of it off in march and now I miss it.  The only reason I miss long hair is because I could curl it when ever I got bored of straightening it.  I could use a curling iron now but I don’t know how.  The last time i used one, my hair was not a pretty sight.  And anyways Kinder Eggs borrowed mine and she still didn’t return it.

On the other hand, my friend preggie (*Simply ME*) is returning my clothes and books! YAY!
A month and a half ago she came over and made me give her my shirt and my sweat pants (that i had on at that time), and now that shes entering her third month, she wont fit in them, so i get them back!!!! How lucky am I!!!

Stupid girls of the world … get a life

Weird number on my fone (to answer or not to answer) … My curiosity got the best of me ..
Me: Aloo
Her: CHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRRRRRRRRRRPPPP HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
Me: ahlain? Who’s this?
Her: Its meeeeee, flana!
Me: Ah ahlain hala wala shloonich?  (thinking…since when are we friends and we call each other?)
Her: Wala tamam entay shloonich? Wainich?
Me: il7imdila bkhair, i am at work
Her: waaaih ish lich bil shighil!! dawreeeelich rayil tezawejay oo gi3day fil bait a7sanlich!
Me: chena al7een ib eedi ini algaly rayel, bas im not looking anyways oo ma a7ib ga3dat il bait, raytheeen 3ala ga3dat il bait wil malaaal
Her: waaih ma 3indich salfa! 3ad ana tawni rada min my honeymoon
Me: aha 7imdila 3asalama
Her: ee wala it was AMAAZING re7na wayed amakin, we went here and there oo blah blah balh
Me: i’ve already  been there
Her: La’aaa ghair ma3a raylich everything is so different
Me: Sij? ya3ni il shay ili ashoofa ma3a rab3y yitghayar itha shifta ma3a rayli?
Her: hehe la’aaaa bas ya3ni entay fahma qa9diiiii
Me: madry shino ga3da itgooleeen
Her: entay masghoooola? adiglich ba3dain?? wella agoolich shino lets go out for coffeee bacher
Me: Ma agdar bacher, I have plans.
Her: 3aaadi kishtaaay 7abeebti min ziman mo shayfitich!
Me: I might be busy for the next three months, so when I have a minute i’ll call you shrayich?
Her: wai shfeeech galabtay chirpo, la tinsain e7na rabi3 ha?!
Me: yeah aha sure, my boss is calling, ciaooooo!

What’s next???

Its 2007, women in kuwait can vote, run for parliament, are reaching high positions and they have become ministers, but for some crazy reason the parliament thinks its necessary to set up the working hours rule.
What is really stupid about that rule is it excludes a lot of jobs from that law (such as doctors, nurses, etc.)
Ya3ni sij I don’t understand where they are trying to go with this rule?! If anyone has any idea plz let me know, because everything they are saying is not making sense in my head!
My mother and I went to the “e3te9am” yesterday in the Womens Society in khaldiya, and the amount of people that came was great, and it wasn’t only women, there were a lot of men there.
I just hope that they revoke this stupid rule, along with the segregation rule in universities. 

Its official .. I am at war with my own feet

For as long as I could remember, or well in truth ever since i stoped growing I thought my feet were size 36, so all shoes i bought were size 36.  most of my shoes were either tennis shoes or flats.  When I started buying heels, nice closed ones, I realized that I am not size 36 but I am size 35, and what is more annoying is that in a lot of places its hard to find 35.
Anyways I didn’t want to waste my shoes (which i rarely wear cuz they just fly off my feet) I went and bought those stickey “party” feet things that are supposed to help you keep your shoes on.  Well they worked perfectly fine last night at home. 
I wore the shoes this morning to work, AND THEY DONT WORK! I think i’m cursed with bad shoe luck or something ;p
I wish we could tailor shoes like we tailor clothes ;p
It looks like I have to give up my shoes to my mother for goood … but before i do, does anyone have ANY other way I could fix this problem?

Did i magically gain weight? Or are your clothes just bad?

Before Zara opened in Kuwait, we used to shop there in spain, it was our one stop shop for my brother and I’s wardrobe.  I used to be in love with Zara, and when it first opened in kuwait holy crap was I happy.  As the years went on Zara was everywhere, and as it keeps on growing the quality of its clothes keeps on deteriorating.
Although I like their clothes, they have a lot of cute things, their material is HORRIBLE, they need a petites section ( i cut off half the pants leg when i alter them!) and their clothes get ruined quick.
I got a pair of work pants from Zara when i first came back to kuwait.  I had bought a bunch from the US but i was missing brown pants, so where else would i go other than zara???
I wore them to work one day and lets say it wasn’t a pleasant day.   I got to work i sit down and the button flys off my pants, great perfect!  Thank god my co-worker knows how to sew and luckily had a sewing kit with her so she sewed it back on.
The day goes on, theres about an hour and a half left of work, and i feel something wrong.  I go to check, and my pants had ripped in a very annoying area.  I was so embarrassed, i told my boss i was going home, but she didn’t let me, she said it didn’t show.
Just to make things clear, my pants were not tight at all, i had bought them a size bigger for some reason.
And the whole pants ripping thing happened to my friend too!
I’ve had a lot of bad experiences recently with zara but that was the highlight of all my embarrassing moments.

Youz house is so UGLYY … and other random ramblings

“Yeah turn right and keep on going straight you’ll see my house on your right”
“does the house number show clearly”
“yeah i think so, but just incase, there is a house right infront of us that has green/red/yellow lights outside.  They also have chickens roaming the streets.”
a couple of days/weeks/etc later
“you know, the best way for me to remember where your house is is from those ugly lights your neighbors have”

You see, I understand if its xmas, halloween, a wedding, even 3eed to have lights decorating the outside of the house, but if its an everyday thing its just plain ugly!!! Especially if its all those ugly colors.  Also remember wat 7aleeema is trying to tell us “min 7ubna laha inwafir laha”  doesn’t having ugly lights on for no reason waste electricity?!
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I thought I had finally had the “what will I do with my future” conversation with my mom on wednesday, but Tooomz told me wat was said did not constitute as a conversation.
So i brought it to my mother on thursday, can I or am I going to do my masters?
Her answer was yes, if you get a scholarship from KU to go.  She wants me to get my masters in mass comm and become a prof at KU.  I said hell no, not because of anything, but because i’d HAVE to go back to the states, and I can’t imagine me living for another 5 years abroad.  SO I guess I will not be going anytime soon for my masters.  I think if i really wanted it i’d be fighting harder for it.
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On a totally random note, I have a friend who is in her own world, and i love her for it.  Alot of her random quotes stay on to haunt her forever, because I remember them and I like to make fun of her :p
So I was out yesterday and my I get a msg from her saying
“I never knew bob marley was dead!”
Had she been infront of me and said that, I think she would have gotten up and left from how much I was laughing at her.

I must admit I have had my airheaded moments but she always adds on x10.

Me, her and another friend were in the car once and “Lets get it on” comes on
Me:  You know for the longest time I thought Barry White was white, until I saw his CD at Best Buy, I felt really stupid
Other friend: yeah you should feel stupid, you probably thought he was white cuz his name was barry WHITE
Me: what ever this is the marvin gaye version anyways … you know that his dad killed him
her: WHAAAT WHYYY why did marvin gayes dad kill barry white
Me: laaaa marvin gayes dad killed him,  marvin gaye!!!
her: but whyyy did he kill barry white
other friend: hahahahahahahaha omg i can’t believe this hahahahahahahahahahahaha

I dunno why we found it hilariously funny, but every time we quited down one of us (other friend or me) would scream out BUUT WHYY and start laughing all over again.

Watch where your sitting!

I love retelling this story, no matter how many times I have said it, it still cracks me up.  This happened a while ago, maybe 5 or 6 years ago, if not a little more.  I was still in high school, my brother still used to run track and we were still one happy family.  Anyways it was ramadan and it was an hour or two after fu6oor.  My parents were in the living room watching TV, I was getting ready to go somewhere and my brother had just come back from track practice. 
My bro runs up the stairs and stands infront of the couch, his back to the couch and the wall, looking at whats on TV and saying something to my father.  I was standing at the top of the stairs listening to what is going on.  All of a sudden my brother throws himself on the couch ….. right on top of my sleeping mother.
You must be wondering “how the heck did he not see her”
Well my mother is tiny, kind of like me, and she was wrapped in a blanket so it did not show that there was a human there, and the blanket kind of matched the color of the couch, and my brother does not look before he does anything. 
My brother hears a muffled *umph* noise coming from the couch, he jumps up and from shock he jumps across the coffee table, turns around and stares at the couch in total confusion.
All of a sudden my mother comes up from under the blankets, half asleep, confused and angry.
mama: matshooof inta wain ibtig3ad!! kasaaart ithlooooo3i!
bro: haa? shino? sh9ar! *looks at my dad* shloon 6la3t?!

My brother is looking at my dad then my mom wondering what in gods name is going on.  I’m still standing at the top of the stairs trying hard not to laugh, I was too scared to laugh just yet, I was waiting for someone to break the tension, then my father started to laugh, so I just burst out giggling.
I don’t know how funny this story sounds when you read it, but it was hilarious when it happened.
Oh I forgot to add that my brother is all skin and bones, so it must of hurt when he jumped on her LOL

Min Yamen Lehum Majnoon .. The story of a broken heart

It has been almost five months since Bader broke up with Sara.  The first month of their breakup was extremly hard on her, she had known Bader for almost 10 years,  their relationship grew from friendship and she thought the future was set. 

The relationship had its ups and downs, like everything in life, but Sara and Bader stayed together no matter what.  As the relationship progressed she started questioning Bader about what his intentions were
Sara: Badoori madam ana khalas takharajt oo enta 9arlik cham sina tishtighil don’t you think ena its time we progress the relationship?
Bader: Inshala 7abeebti bas the time isn’t right, tara il zawaj is a big decision, oo kil shay inshala ib wagta, latkhafeen

After a couple of months of these questions Sara felt Bader drifting away and changing towards her.  It was normal for him to go days with out asking about her, and if she asked him what is wrong he’ll say that he was busy at work he was very stressed out etc etc etc.  She knew that wasn’t the problem, but she was too scared to see the truth.

She bottled up her emotions and pretended nothing was wrong, she stopped asking him when he is going to  tell his family, and when they are going to go to the next level.  Then one day she couldn’t hold it any longer, it killed her when the days passed and she didn’t hear from him.  Their anniversary came up, and after a lot of begging and pleading he finally met up with her…
Sara: enta shfeek mitghayer? your not the same anymore! i miss the old you
Bader: 7abeebti ma feeni shay, bas il dawam thabi7ni, it3arfeen ba3ad how it is
Sara: akeed a3arif! tara enta mo il wa7eed ili he works bil q8, oo a msg takes 1 second bas at least 3ashan a7is inik you still think of me! Anyways Happy Anniversary, i got these for you .. inshala ya3jiboonik.
bader: 7abeebti entay 7ada ma kan la da3y, tara intay khoosh bint oo malyoon min yitmanach, oo tin7abain oo 7abooba oo your amazing oo your tooo good for me wala.
sara: wat are you saying, shino too good for you min sijjik inta? awal mara asma3 hal kalam minik .. fa ya3ni badooor it7ibny??
bader: 7abeebti thank you for the things i loved them.

He still didn’t answer her question, but sara thought everything was on the right track after what he told her.   She brought up this subject to her friends,
Sara: madry shfee bader mitghayer 3alay ya nas, kil yoom i6oof a7is his love is fading, bas thak ilyoom gali kalam i dont know how to read it (she tells them what he said)
May: Shtabeen fee swair, tara entay sa7 your too good for him! laish im7ab6a nafsich chithi you deserve wayed a7san!
Dalal: You want to hear ana shino I think, well mo shino I think, tara 7abeebti ma aby athayeg khulgich bas i think he is trying to break up with you.
Sara:  entay 7almana! what is wrong with you dalool! shino break up with me, ma sima3tay wat i just said! whatever you guys don’t see what I see

Sara went home pissed off at the way her friends were so pessimistic “La shino break up with me, thats impossible!!!”
After two days of not hearing anything from Bader sara msgs him, “badoor tara 7aram 3alaik ili ga3id itsawee feeni, madry what your trying to prove, bas wala day by day im hurting even more, tell me what is wrong with you, why are we not working right on this relationship!”
An hour later Bader replies “This relationship is not working, mala da3y we put an effort in it”
Sara was shocked, she was sure that wasn’t right, it must be a dream.  Its over? And through a txt msg!  After the shock faded by a little, she called him, the coldness of his voice killed her,
Bader: Bas khalas this relationship is going no where, ana ma aby atzawaj al7een, maybe in the next three or four years, fa mala da3y agi9 3alaich oo a3algich.
Sara: Bas you told me otherwise! badoor shloon chithi taghayart ib yoom oo laila!
Bader: I don’t want to talk about it, yala take care … bye

she closed the phone as the tears streamed down her face, she didn’t know what to do, all her dreams, her future dreams were shattered. 

Later in the day she saw May and Dalal, and she told them that it was over
Sara: you guys its over, he ended it today, and dalool don’t say i told you so liana MO WAGTA! you guys im dying im dying!
May:  don’t worry babe you’ll get over it, and we’ll always be here for you.

As the month went on her friends stayed true to their word and they were there for her no matter wat was going on.  At the same time Sara still had expectations that he would come back to her, everytime she got a msg or her phone rang her heart beat faster hoping it was him,and each time was a disappointment.  She tried so hard not to msg him, but she broke a couple of times and called him crying.
Then it was new years, and she decieded to make a new years resolution, to never ever think of Bader, to never call him to practically erase him and any memories of him from her life. 
Sara did wat she was able to, and she thought she was at least 90% over him, then the phone call came
sara: heeeeeey babe shlooonich? min ziman 3anich!!!
Fajer: hey babe, i have something to tell you, tara bader kha6ab
sara: ………what?? mino? mita? are you sure?!?
fajer: kha6ab Dalia i think you know her, shes my friend
sara: aaah allah iwafeghum inshala .. thanks for letting me know .. see you soon.

Sara was in shock, this was the same guy who just a couple of months ago told her he is not going to get married anytime soon, and now he is engaged! 
She wanted to throw something, to break something, maybe his head? Then she took a couple of long deep breaths, closed her eyes and ta3awithat min iblees. 
“Yala hatha ili allah katba, allah iwafighum and I hope he is making the right decision”

this is the first and probably last story i attempt to write, if it is written horribly, excuse me ;p