LIFE GOES EASY ON ME

(most of the time)

Tuesday, April 26, 2005

Overworked

My latest Natural Science project was about Drugs. Today I call the 'dukkan' and, instead of saying: yeeb maltesers ma3a mukassarat, I say: yeeb malboro ma3a mukhadarat!! The guy actually didn't realise what was going on and says: malboro ma3a shoo? LOOOL. Totally TOTALLY overworked. I soo need a vacation.

Love? YAH RIGHT

One word frees us all from the weight and pain of life. That word is: love.
What a load of crap! Who said that?? If love isn't the CAUSE of all the weight and pain of life, then i don't know what is.

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

Moms

I HATE IT when mothers get sick or sad. It breaks my heart to see my mom crying. Or sick. It's like: i dunoo what to do when she gets like that. Like, it doesn't fit into her job description. She's a MOM. Her sole purpose in life is to take care of ME when i'm sick or sad...What am I supposed to do when my mom gets sick? It's too much I can't handle it!!! I hope (for purely selfish reasons, ofcourse) that my mom NEVER sees a sad day in her life and never gets too sick to drive herself to the hospital. I can't do anything without you mom, so don't u go finding excuses on me.

Sunday, April 10, 2005

Chocolate

This is me trying 2 give advice to a friend: C'mon, have a timeout...have a kitkat.
My friend is like: u don't happen to mean, have a break...have a kitkat...? God I'm so obsessed with chocolate! Saeeda and I have bought 49.50 Dhs worth of chocolate and chocolate chip cookies and we are IN PARADISE. "If there's no chocolate in heaven...I AIN'T GOING!!!"
p.s. i have never EVER been able to say "lab rat" the right way the first time around. It always comes out: Rab Lat. Did i mention I HATE the letters R and L...especially if they are in the same word? Ruler...Girl...Marlboro...hehehe: Marlboro Light (that always comes out Marrrborolo Right)
Please someone help me "roll" my Rs and not stress my Ls!!!!

Saturday, April 09, 2005

My week with Saeeda

I’m in Abu Dhabi, and I’m having the time of my life. To be absolutely candid, I’m not doing anything different than what I usually do in Al Ain, but for some reason, having someone else to do it with is GREAT. We watch TV all night, pray, sleep all day, wake up, and start watching TV. Doing the same thing in Al Ain, I would be BORED TO TEARS. For some reason, hanging out with Saeeda is incredible. She is sooooooo easy-going, honest, non-judgmental, and above all: hilarious. I’ve always wanted a sister, and she’s a perfect candidate. My brother is uproarious, and his jokes are literally side-splitting, but you can only stomach those for a few hours. We were having dinner with him (Saeeda, Maha and I) and we could not even CHEW OUR FOOD for how much we were laughing. We were laughing so much we were choking, and he WOULD NOT STOP. That boy has a talent. And he’s crazy. That combination can factually be LETHAL. When I’m at home in Al Ain, after a while the house gets dull and I think, oh I miss Ali, can’t wait till he comes home (he lives in AD and comes home only on weekends). Finally he comes home and I am soooo glad, and he is the funniest guy on earth. He is an expert at sarcasm: I spent the whole day trying to get ONE straightforward answer from him… and failed miserably. Every statement, remark, WORD that came out of his mouth was a sarcastic reply. By every Friday, after two days with him, I am dying for him to go back to AD because KHALAAAAAAAAAAS I can’t handle it. Too much.
Saeeda on the other hand is soooooo peaceful and composed that -every once in a while- I get to be in the spotlight (in case you haven’t realized by now, when Ali’s at home he HAS to be the centre of attention). I like it here.

Saturday, April 02, 2005

King Henry

Yesterday my brother calls me to ask: Was King Henry fat or thin? Apparently my mom and him were in the car, and somehow started having a squabble about how fat King Henry was. Mom thought it was his clothes that made him look fat. Ali thought he was just plain fat. This argument was so important that my brother had to call me, put me on speaker, and prove to my mom that King Henry was indeed fat (or so I believe, if anyone knows any better please tell me. And yes, this is the Henry with the 6 wives). Hehhehe. I love my family and all their trivial nonsense.