Qana Tribute

The Child Dancing

there's no way I'm going to write about
the child dancing in the Warsaw ghetto
in his body of rags

there were only two corpses
on the pavement that day
and the child I will not write about
had a face as pale and trusting
as the moon

(so did
the boy with a green belly full of dirt
lying by the roadside
in a novel of Kazantzakis

and the small girl T.E. Lawrence wrote about
whom they found after the Turkish massacre
with one shoulder chopped off, crying:
'dont hurt me, Baba!')

I don't feel like slandering them with poetry.

the child who danced
in the Warsaw ghetto
to the music no one else could hear
had moon-eyes, no
green horror and no fear
but something worse

a simple desire to please
the people who stayed
to watch him shuffle back and forth,
his feet wrapped in the newspapers
of another ordinary day

Gwendolyn MacEwen

On Pedophilia And The Arab Psyche

First we had zoophilia, with "artists" like Najla and her video clip that bordered on hardcore porn, and her provocative "exciting" (arousal?!) of a horse in a desert with her scantily clad, albeit trashy, tasteless and whorish form.

Now we have "women" like Haifa Wahbe, Nelly Makdasi and the likes, who are pushing pedophilia as the latest fad. Did they really think that boasting their mammoth mammaries whilst wearing girdles and G-strings and dancing with 3 year olds was in any shape or form appealing?

At first, as soon as those "music videos" came up on telly, my gut reaction was to reach for the remote control as fast as I could. Living with my parents always manages to make things just that little bit more difficult though. Many a times I was forced to endure this hogwash, when the remote control was in the hands of anyone else but me.

After sitting through the same music videos over and over again, I suddenly found myself "singing" and humming those lame "songs" without realizing it. And then I found I actually, brace yourselves, ENJOYED watching those videos.

The question remains, why? What is it about these grotesquely perverted scenes that, in a perfect world would have actually been repelling us, is attracting us and forcing us to watch instead? Obviously some form of brainwash is being employed. But why does it still render us helpless even after we have recognized that it isn't merely wrong, but revolting? Yes those videos disgust me beyond belief, but I still find myself going through the entire music video without bothering to reach for the remote like I used to.

It must be that our senses have been numbed by the constant hammering from the media, that such offensive material is just becoming another part of our daily lives which we have come to accept and don't seem to think twice about any more.

There's Enough Love In This World For All Of Us

Has anyone noticed how a large number of my previous posts always started with "I"? "I this" or "I that"? I realize my recent posts have portrayed me as being an extremely self-centered megalomaniac of sorts.
Well, this is just going to have to be another one of those posts.

Yesterday was unofficially the last day of school, so one of our professors was kind enough to invite all his students out for coffee somewhere in Salmiya (I think anyone who's been following along with my blog would know by now how much I despise coffee, coffee shops and everything coffee-related). The only reason I showed up was because he was going to tell us our coursework grades and what we should be expecting in the final exam on Wednesday (tomorrow). Anyways that's all completely besides the point.

We were a group of about 20, and were seated in an awkward circle. Music played in the background, and voices dispersed into the large, open space of the mall and became a dull drone that intermingled with the surrounding sounds. Basically, it was impossible to tell what the girl 3 seats away was saying, let alone the professor who was sitting all the way across from me. I was straining my ears and reading lips to try and make something out of what the professor was saying, but gave up after a few minutes when I realized it was completely futile.

I ended up having to listen to the nitpicking and gossip that was swirling around in close proximity. Here is sort of how it went :


Girl A: I never liked him nor his classes. He would always put us on the spot and that really embarrassed me.

Girl B: Yeah I always thought of him as being a complete pushover and could easily be wrapped around our fingers.

Girl C: I don't know how I felt about him. To me he was just this old geezer kharoof who was always yir'9a3 on the phone.

Girl B: Hehehehe yeah, I always see him "gizzing" in Salmiya and hanging out with girls at Coffee Bean.

Girl A: I heard he married for love.

Girl C: Actually I added him to my MSN and he chatted to me about his story.

Girl B: Is it true that they're separated but putting on a show that they're still together?

Girl C: Yeah something like that. She wanted a divorce because he's ugly.

Girl B: It took her 3 years and 2 kids to realize that he's too ugly for her?

Girl C: I don't know. That's what I figured.

Girl A: Yeah he is ugly. But his kids are so pretty mashallah. Must've gotten their moms looks.

Girl C: Oh by the way, Girl Z is related to him.

Girl A: No way! No wonder she's always taking his classes and always gets full grades. It's a breeze for her!

Girl B: What did you expect? Those classes are nightmares but she always flies effortlessly through them, and she hardly ever shows up for class!

Girl A: Lucky bitch. Anyway I'm gonna help myself to some more coffee and tiramisu. Might as well milk him as much as I can.

Girl C: Yeah it's not every day you get invited to unlimited free coffee and dessert by your professor. Gotta make the most of the opportunity.


And this was about the sweetest, kindest professor on campus! No one makes classes more fun, more interesting, more easy than this guy does! He practically hands out full A's on silver platters! Not once have I ever seen him hand out anything less than A's or B's. He doesn't take attendance, doesn't bog us down with impossible homework, always helps out with quizzes and mid-terms, and no one is half as considerate, compassionate or sensitive to students problems and issues as he is. Once, a girl broke down in tears in class (PMS) and he thought he had something to do with it (I don't know why he would think that). The next day he asked her to see him in his office, where he apologized, expressing how sorry he was if he had done anything to upset her, and gave her a white rose as a token of friendship. Now how many professors out there are half as sweet as he is?! Anyone else would've said "oh fuck her, that stupid drama-queen" or something like that. And this is how they repay him. Girls are the most ungrateful, backstabbing creatures. Some girls have the most impure hearts, the vilest, meanest, badest bad intentions, and yesterdays incident at the coffee shop truly upset me. How incredibly rude!! I couldn't help but be turned off by the whole gathering, so I picked up my belongings, thanked the professor for his hospitality and headed off to Casper where I stuffed myself silly with tapas and a salmon and philadelphia cheese baguette. Nothing beats eating out alone and bingeing to make you feel better.

Desperation Pushes Love Away; Now You're A Prisoner Of Your Own Desire

Could it be the little wrinkle over your nose
When you make your angry face
That makes me wanna just take off all your clothes
And sex you all over the place
Could it be the lil' way that you storm around
That makes me wanna tear you down

Ne Yo- When You're Mad




Tonight on the Starting Over show, one of the women was given a speed-dating assignment. It got me thinking, why don't we have speed-blog-dating? There are so many fascinating characters out there on the streets of blog-ville. It would be awesome to get together with fresh faces for a few minutes every now and then.


What is it with people who, when they see you reversing out of a parking spot, wont give you the time of day, to just stop for a moment and allow you to pull out?! It wont take a minute of your precious time! So I figured I'm prolly not hot enough for someone to bother waiting for me to reverse, or maybe my car isn't flashy enough, or maybe they've got more important things to rush off to, or maybe I'm an insect thats not worth the trouble. Hmm I honestly don't know.


I was caught off-guard one too many times today. First, I was daydreaming and drooling over this guy who was sitting in front of me in class. He had the juiciest biceps ever. Beautifully sculpted, gloriously tanned, with just the right amount of peach-fuzz. Hotness! Anyway, so yeah while I was busy struggling with stopping myself from giving Biceps a squeeze and barely containing my drool, it turns out the professor was talking to me, asking me for my opinion on the Not Helping Verb Inversion rule and the application of Affix Hopping to finalize the structural analysis of the construction or something (Ninja girl was kind enough to let me know what was going on later after class). Someone else had answered the question and the professor was asking whether I agreed with her or not.

-"Yes sir, I agree with her 100%".
-"On what basis do you agree with her, Dodo?"
-"Sir, she's the smartest girl in the class, she's the teachers pet, and you're always complimenting her and applauding her whenever she answers, so I can't help but trust her judgement."
-"That's a clever answer, Dodo. But what did she say? What was her statement?"
-"In all honesty sir, I haven't got the vaguest idea."
[Insert hysterical laughter]

The second incident today was me daydreaming about a Silver ice-cream cone (some university group had brought in a number of those ice-cream carts and were giving away KDD ice-cream... I didn't help myself to any coz I thought it would be smarter to take something on my way off campus). The professor was talking about taking the class to Second Cup on Monday and treating us to a binge-fest. Evidently I was staring at the professor, wide-eyed and mouth gaping, and I had scared the poor sod who thought I was offended by his offer or something. "Shfeech Dodo mikhtar3a!! Smillah 3alaich laykoon gilt shay ye'9ayeg?!?!?!"
ROFL. How utterly embarrassing.


How I hate people who impose their opinions on others. There are people who have firm beliefs and opinions that cannot be swayed no matter how hard one might try (me), and then there are those who have firm beliefs and opinions, who try to talk the entire galaxy into seeing things from their personal perspective, and INSIST that everyone agree with them. I can't stand those who would kill to engage someone in a petty squabble. They get some sort of high from arguing! Damn, they wont leave you alone 'til they're 100% certain that you've stopped thinking for yourself and have adopted their ideologies instead. They will go on and on and on and on and oooon, explaining, justifying, repeating their silly little "facts" 'til you throw yours hands up in the air and say "oh alright! Have it your way, damnit!"


I despise people who give advice when they haven't been asked for it. It's unbelievably rude and I dont appreciate nor welcome the gesture.
-"Dodo, maybe you need to change the shade of your lipstick. Lipstick is sooo passe anyway, you should just get a permanent lipstick-tattoo-thingamebob!"
-"Dodo, you should wear your hair this way, maybe you'll finally land yourself a kharoof!"
-"No really, you HAVE to do it, trust me!"

AAAAAAAAARGH!!!



And to all the people who ALWAYS HAVE TO HAVE THE LAST FUCKING WORD : bite me :|

Please Help!

I haven't got the faintest idea on what to look for when bokhur (incense) shopping. I need to get someone a gift, so please tell me which shops to go to and the names of the bokhur!! I don't want Ma'mool. I'm looking for the real deal. Preferably from a reliable shop in Mubarakeya or something like that.

Yislamo!

Best, Worst, Last, First, Today, Tomorrow, Favorites, Currently, and True & False

Sorry guys I've been a little self-absorbed lately and haven't had time to make my blog rounds. My final exams are approaching and I'll be leaving Kuwait in a few days, so please forgive me. Anyways, I was tagged by Tainted Female. You can consider it as a reference whenever you miss me and need something to remember me by :P


BEST:
1. Male friend: Position Available. Please apply in the comments section :P
2. Female friend: Me
3. Vacation: Australia. Beautiful beaches, beautiful men, amazing food, great shopping, theme/amusement parks galore (I'm an addict), clubbing and going demented, jumping out of planes and off bridges... what more could I ask for?


WORST:
1. Time of day: When I haven't been able to get myself to sleep then start dozing off 30 minutes before i have to be awake... ARGH!!
2. Day of the week: Fridays. Long, dreary, and BORING.
3. Color crayon: umm..cant remember


LAST:
1. Person you talked to that goes/went to your school: Skunk
2. Talked to on the phone: Mommy.
3. Text: Hayoon. Oh and Happy Birthday again :P
4. Person who Instant Messaged: 3wais :P


TODAY:
1. What are you doing now: Watching another Oprah re-run. Waiting for someone to come tell me that lunch is ready. Doing this tag. Checking my mail and responding to blog comments.
2. Wearing: PJ's


TOMORROW:
1. Is: One day closer to the dreaded final exams.
2. Got any plans: Do someone else's homework, and get taken out to lunch for it.
3. Goal: Make sure the maid remembers to make me a yummy lunch
4. Dislikes about tomorrow: Comes too soon.


FAVORITE:
1. Number: Dont have one
2. Song: Right now? Ne-Yo's "When You're Mad".
3. Color: Purple.


CURRENTLY:
1. Missing Someone: Why would I?
2. Mood: So-so. One second it's shitty, the next I find myself giggling at something.
3. Wanting: My frigging lunch.


TRUE/FALSE:
I am a cuddler: True.
I am a morning person: Depends what I have to be up for.
I am a perfectionist: Depends. I am most of the time though
I am an only child: False.
I am currently in my pajamas: True.
I am currently pregnant: False.
I am currently suffering from a broken heart: False
I am left handed: False
I am addicted to Blogging: False (who am I kidding? :P )
I am online 24/7: True
I am very shy around the opposite gender: I'm shy around everyone
I can be paranoid at times: Always
I currently have a crush on someone: False
I currently regret something that I have done: I never have regrets.
I enjoy country music: Depends.
I enjoy smoothies: True.
I enjoy talking on the phone: False
I have a hard time paying attention at school/work: True. School just isn't my domain
I have a hidden talent: You tell me
I have a lot to learn: Definitely
I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal: I'm never ashamed of anything I do


ANGER
1. Are you currently mad at someone? Other than the maid and my mom for fixing me a yuck lunch? Nope
2. Which of your friends has the worst temper? Me.
3. Have you ever thrown something at anyone? Yup. Tissue boxes.
4. Ever had something thrown at you? Yup. Tissue boxes
5. When you’re mad do you prefer to stare angrily or yell and scream? I do it all. Very ugly.


EXCITEMENT
1. Has anyone ever thrown you a surprise party for you? Nope
2. Are you easily excited? Nope
3. What are you most excited about? Nothing really
4. If you won a million dollars what would be your first thought? Glorious independence
5. If you could have anything right now what would it be? Someone to snuggle up with


SELF-DISCOVERY
1. Name: Dodo
2. Where were you born? Farwaneya Hospital, Kuwait
3. What’s your main goal in life? Hedonism
4. How do you want to die? Content with my accomplishments


OPINIONS
1. Sex before marriage? Only if you're strong enough to face any consequences.
2. Gay Marriage? Nope
3. Lower the Drinking age? Nope
4. Recycling? Yup


DREAMS
1. What was your latest dream? Redecorating the house.
2. Have any of your dreams come true? Dunno
3. What was the weirdest dream you’ve ever had? Cant remember right now. All my dreams are weird


1. Straight, Gay, Bi? Bisexual. Double the fun
2. Do you have a bf/gf? Nope
3. Do you have a crush? Nope.


How many beds did you lay in yesterday? One
What color shirt are you wearing? Still in my PJ's
Name one thing that you do everyday? Argue with my mom about lunch
What color are your walls? White
How much cash do you have on you right now? None
I can’t wait till…? I leave KU
When was the last time you saw your dad? Don't remember
What did you have for dinner last night? OK OK I admit i screwed up. Two cheese-burgers and fries, but I swear I was a good girl the rest of the week :|
What’s the last piece of clothing you borrowed from someone? I never borrow clothes
What website(s) do you visit the most during the day? Hotmail, Yahoo mail, Gmail, safat.kuwaitblogs
Does anything hurt on your body right now? My throat


HAVE YOU EVER:
1. Have you ever failed a class? More than I care to admit
2. Have you ever sung in front of a crowd? Does singing in a public toilet count?
3. Have you ever not taken a shower for 3 days? I'd rather die first
4. Have you ever slept with a night light? Maybe as a kid.
5. Have you ever danced in the rain? Definitely
6. Have you ever lied? Well, duh!
7. Have you ever had contacts? Cant live without them. I'm blind as a bat
8. Have you ever tripped over something stupid? Always. I'm the biggest klutz


PICK ONE:
1. Samosa, Pakora, Kebab: None
2. Bollywood, Lollywood, Hollywood: None
3. Love marriage, Arranged marriage: I'll let you know when I have hands-on experience in them both
4. Honeymoon, no moon: Honeymoon. You might as well be happy ONCE in your marriage
5. How many kids would u like 1,2, 3+: Dunno yet
6. Kulfi, Ice cream: Ice cream
7. Shah ruk khan, Orlando Bloom: Who came up with these questions?
8. Meenar-e-Pakistan, Eiffel Tower: Hate France; been to Pakistan
9. Lahore, Khi, Islambad: Lahore. Beautiful place

I tag:

A Daydreamer

Adorra

Baroque

Cece Desouza

Chikapappi

Choowy Goowy

Delicately Realistic

Desert Girl

Diigmaa

Dotsson

Drunk'n'Gorgeous

Fedo

Marzouq

Mini Я.

Miyafushi

No3ik

Òrange Juice™

Purgatory

Sever

Shako Mako

Skunk

The Grenadine

Tinkerbell

ZinZin

UPDATE: Jackie, if you dont do this tag, I'mma have to whoop your ass

and anyone else who wants to do this.

Amal Iblees Bil Jannah Part II

Thanks to all the guys who commented on my previous post. I refrained from replying to some comments, to allow myself to elaborate further in this follow-up.

To those who are interested in this follow-up, please refer to Part I, before reading this continuation.

Alright then. Does the kidnapping of soldiers justify the violence that ensued? Does the kidnapping of 3 soldiers justify waging a full fledged war on an entire neighboring country, on civilians? I am not looking out for Israel's well-fare, but wouldn't it have been in their best interest to tackle this situation in a peaceful manner, instead of risking the safety of their fledgling country? The action taken by Israel has only intensified tension, and in most likelihood reduced the chances of those soldiers ever returning to their families to a null.

It was in Israel's best interest for anything to happen actually. On the contrary, they were waiting for the opportunity to proceed with their plans, backed and blessed by the USA. Israel would not jeopardize the safety of its citizens by attacking Lebanon, for the soul purpose of returning its soldiers. There is a hidden agenda. We all know it's there, even if we are oblivious to its minute details.

When the opportunity presented itself in the form of the kidnapping of the Israeli soldiers, it was the equivalent of a dream come true.

And what about that jack-ass of a president? No one opposed extremism in all its forms as much as he did. Every country has the right to defend "herself"? Why isn't Lebanon allowed to defend "herself" from Israel's vicious attacks? Isn't that an extreme way of trying to resolve things, if that's what they intend on achieving anyway? Why is it that when Israel retaliates in the form of war against an entire country, he stands back and defends, even applauds Israel's reaction? If they truly thought that Hizb Allah was a terrorist "organization", why not take out that "terrorist cell" itself, instead of lashing out against all of Lebanon? Why allow Hizb Allah to become part of the Lebanese government to begin with? Why complain and bitch about it now?

Israel is an attention-whore. Come hell or high water, they will make a grandiose fuss, whine and bitch, stamp their feet and throw a tantrum, until big mommy USA comes and pats them on the back, just to get them to shut the fuck up. Like any unruly child whose parents have given up hopes that it will ever behave, Israel has gotten used to getting its way because it is easier for the USA to stand behind and support Israel's decisions instead of going in and fixing the problem. Fixing the problem, in my opinion, would be to, in Mini Я.'s words "...drop an EM (Electromagnetic) bomb over Israel. Then drop several chemical bombs. Some napalm for good measure. And watch them squirm. Study them like worms."

Skunk commented on my previous post, saying "...but if hizbullah are gone israel has no more justification for their attacks". That would never happen. The USA would never oppose to anything which gives them leverage over the Middle East. Israel is the proverbial Leprechaun, sitting on top of the big old pot-o-gold. Remove the Leprechaun, and all the Middle East conflicts would be resolved. This, of course, is not in the USA's best interest. The commotion caused by the Leprechaun provides easy access for the USA to the Middle Eastern treasure chest, where Israel is the equivalent of Achilles tendon to the Middle East. Therefore, the USA welcomes anything that causes commotion and reeks havoc in the Middle East, be it in the form of Islamic extremists, nuclear programs, "terrorists", or weapons warfare. Basically anything that stands in the way of Uncle Sam getting his hands on the oil.

Cause division and chaos amongst the Arab ranks and Muslim legions. Add an enemy state, and hey presto! The perfect recipe to enable the States to suck the Middle East dry of whatever is left of its dignity, honor and liberty, not to mention its wealth in oil. Voila, really.

Amal Iblees Bil Jannah Part I

It would be extremely ignorant and naive of anyone to believe that the recent series of events occurring in Lebanon were sparked merely by the kidnapping of the Israeli soldiers. One would need to have a deep knowledge and understanding of Middle Eastern politics to be able to wisely judge and analyze this tragic calamity, and know that it is not an isolated incident. I will not claim to possess this vast knowledge. I will merely express my personal opinions.

I was extremely disappointed to see some Arabs condemning Hizb Allah and labeling them as terrorists. I was more disheartened, however, by Christian Arabs, who claimed that this was not their cause, and that Muslims should deal with the mess. What was grotesque was Sunni's who denounced Shiites. Unforgivable was the Arab Worlds stance, or lack thereof.

We, as a nation, are more divided than ever. This is exactly what Zionists hope to accomplish, and we should stand firm in the face of the enemy to deny them that satisfaction. Was it not Hizb-Allah who had a great impact and influence on the liberation of Southern Lebanon from the clutches of the Zionist Dibs in 2000? It would be incredibly foolish for us to turn our backs on them now. Though I do not condone Hizb Allahs decision to kidnap the Israeli soldiers, one cannot forgive Israel's escalation of the conflict. Their retaliation, in my humble opinion, is barbaric. They have taken the endorsement of "an eye for an eye" to a whole new level, where it has turn been distorted immensely into "ily yrishny ib maay arishah ib damm" (you spray me with water I spray you with blood).

Behind Closed Doors

WARNING : This post contains explicit material. Do not proceed if you get easily offended, or are a minor.


A: all guys love anal sex, even when they're getting pussy
B: all khaleejies do
A: shayfa keef
A: talking from experience, aren't we?
B: yup LOL
A: and they suck in bed
B: mn galb
A: and they're selfish .
B: LOOOOOOOL
A: when they cum, they roll over and light a ciggie
B: yup; I do too
A: wo yareet-hom they move their own assez and get the ash-tray, la2, they ask YOU to get it for them, when it's right next to them
A: B
A: I got a confession
A: I lick my ex's ass
A: bt9ekeni kaff now
B: la 3aady
B: guys like to get rimmed
B: even if they dont admit it
A: LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL
A: YOU'RE RIGHT
B: wallah, they LOVE it
A: I like to do it too though ..
A: BIG TIME
A: and after you're done, they're like... I'm not gay
A: looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool
A: wo men gal your gay? bismilla 3aleek lol
B: LOOOOL
B: I've never done it... my ex always put up the gay act
A: how?
A: he asked for it?
B: nooo he'd tell me not to, he'd always say "dont touch me there I'm not gay"
A: LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL
B: bas I know he likes it
A: same here ,,
A: but DAYYAM, IT REALLY TURNS ME ON.
B: LOOOOL
B: you like fluff?!
A: loooooooooool
A: ya 5arya
B: LOOOOOL
A: I even used to grab his ass when we're fucking, lol
B: yeah grabbing was fine with my ex.. he LOVED that
A: marra, I licked my finger then touched him there and he moaned, lol
B: he just didn't like me going near his ass with my mouth
B: awwwwww B: sex is fun
A: guyz are weird!
B: hehehe
A: I know ..
A: though I never cum.. but yea, it is
B: ugh whenever I think of you and sex, I remember that time you had Mcdonalds and you ended up puking or something after you gave him a blowjob
B: I can't get that picture out of my head
A: looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool
A: ITS NOT MY FAULT
B: LOOOL allah ygrfik
A: he kept pushing my face
B: loooooool B: bas
A: wallah
B: well the damage is done
B: I'm permanently traumatized
A: I tried to resist ,, but after he grabbed my hair , ma gadart .
A: looooooooooooooooooooooooooool
B: LOOOOOL
A: you don't eat from McD'z, huh?
B: I do, just not before I give someone head!
A: I only gagged a little, though
A: looooool
A: *trying to sugar it up lol*
B: you're only making it worse

Courtesy Of Purgs

Create Your Own Visited Countries Map

Dang! I always thought I'd been to most countries. Turns out I've only visited 9% !!! How disappointing :(

These Kats Are Kraaazy!

Since everyone's in the business of posting their favorite Dave Chapelle episodes, I've decided to share my favorite too! I'm an avid Prince fan, and this skit made me pee my pants :P

I Melt In Your Mouth, Girl, Not In Your Hands

I just received my complimentary batches of Choowy Goowy cookies a while ago. Mashkoor 3as3as!

Let me tell all you guys who haven't yet had the chance to try them out. They are out of this world! I've never had a cookie that literally melted in my mouth before. Yummy! Oh and what I absolutely loved was when I opened each one of the jars, I was hit by this overpowering waft. The unmistakable, undeniable smell of freshly baked goodness. I thought you could only find a scrumptious smell like that in bakeries, but these were proverbial cookie factories in a jar!! The Grenadine, order a batch and just sniff the jar girl! You can literally taste the cookies without having to even put them in your mouth, I swear! Hehheheh.

So much for that weight-loss idea I had in mind huh? I swear I only had a little nibble from each type of cookie (I got the original and the mac), and gave the rest to my sister :">

I especially enjoyed the Choowy Mac, only because there was a hint of crunch from the Macadamia nuts. But the Choowy Original was just as mouth-watering!

A Legend Was Born

I would like you all to join me in giving my new friend 3eesa a big warm welcome to the wonderful world of blogging :)

Mark, I beat you to it this time :P hehhehe

I am extremely proud of all our young Kuwaity men and women who dare to bring something ingenious and original to our country. What a refreshing change!

Do You Pick Your Nose At A Red Traffic Light?

I was reading Zinzin's comments, when I came across a teller blogger, and I remembered a banking experience I had a while ago. As you can prolly tell already, there's no big moral behind the story I'm about to tell. I'm just avoiding doing some studying and basically passing the time.

So yeah as I was saying, it was a few days after Ramadan, it was raining cats and dogs, and the tracks from that NBK ad was spinning in my head like a broken record. Something about "Yabeela". LOL. That's all i remember from the ad. Anyway, so I decided to get rid of the track that was haunting me by heading down to the Mishref NBK branch and open myself a "yallah ya shabab" account. The guy who opened my account was a newbie I guess, and in tellers words, I felt that he was "... considered to be at the bottom of the banking food chain ... ". The other workers were pushing him around and making him look stupid, watching over him as he put my info into the system, and basically breathing down the poor guys neck. Awww he was so sweet and shy, I think I fell in love with him! I love a guy whose cheeks go red :p I barely stopped myself from leaning over and pinching his cheeks. I did open my grandma bag and offer him a jaw breaker though LOL. Needless to say he rejected my offer, but oh well hehhhe he was so darn cute.

And yeah i prefer stepping up to his counter whenever I get the chance to pop into the bank ROFL.

I do crazy things when I'm around guys sometimes. Regardless of whether they're cute or not, I'm just a fumbling, awkward baboon :P I remember this one time I was at a gas station, and when I got to the cashier I gave the guy my cheesiest grin, opened my hands and gave him a chock-full of coins while giggling "here's your 3eedeya". You can imagine the look he gave me. I never went to that gas station again :P

This morning, one of those Ninja girls came up to me and out of the blue said "hey Dodo, I've been meaning to ask you, did you go to a private school?" Hmm, I love those weird questions that pop out of nowhere. I wonder why people waste so much energy on petty things like that. She's been meaning to ask me. Ya3ny she's been so damned preoccupied with that darn question. I wonder what else she's been meaning to ask. Makes you wonder what people say behind your back, especially if you're a wall flower like me who doesn't like to rub elbows with anyone.
So I tell her "umm yeah I did, why?" and Ninja girl says " waaaaay 7abeebty you're sooo different from all those other girls that went to private schools!!"
I refrained from asking her what her point was. I didn't get a good vibe LOL. Funny little oddballs, those girls.

Fact or Fiction?

A friend of mine who's in the American army sent me a message this morning, at about 10:30, saying something about violence and a terrorist attack crackdown on some base or something. Something fishy's going on since KTV's gone down, there are patrol cars roaming about everywhere, and J's just not picking up the fucking phone.

Anyone got any info?

Never Mess With An Angry Fat Cow

Lately I feel like the world is ganging up on me. No, seriously. A few weeks ago I went for a photo shoot, and the pictures came back HORRID. Not because the photographer was bad or anything, but I LOOKED LIKE SHIT. There was not one single picture where I didn't have a frigging double chin. This year I'm really loading up the pounds.

So anyway, I decided to go on a diet. I've been starting a diet every Saturday and ending it no later than Sunday night, for as long as I can remember. Someone told me about that diet place in Muhallab, and when I went, it was closed. Just my luck.

During election day, I was in Bin Tifla's election tent in front of the school where women were voting, and I was hanging out with the old ladies who'd come to sit in Bin Tifla's tent under the ac and enjoy a cool bottle of water and sweets. Anyway, one of the women called me takhtookha as she handed me a KDD ice-cream cone. Then she proceeded to tell me about how fabulous Hadi hospitals diet plan was, and the fact that their food came from Le Notre. It's like she could read my mind about me wanting to lose weight, but being the sadistic old woman that she is, she couldn't stop herself from wanting to see me stuff my face with ice-cream. She sure enjoyed watching me :| And they kept handing out the ice-cream. And I kept shoveling the stuff down my gob :|

I called Hadi hospital, and they told me I had to do all these blood tests. So I did. Then I call them back and they tell me the nearest appointment is two fucking weeks away. Aaaaaargh

I was chatting with D'n'G the other day about those diet programs that deliver food to your home, and what she told me disheartened me greatly. It was something about the food tasting bland and portions so small she had to save breakfast, lunch, and dinner, just so she can eat them all together at once. Portions were that inadequate!

I thought the only option I had now was to go back to my trusty chemical diet. I remember the first time I went on it, I lost around 20 kilos in a month! But it took so much work and effort. The only reason I stuck with the program was because I needed to fit into my prom dress. Hahahaa. But it worked, so yeah I was happy with it.

Todays scheduled dinner was supposed to be two boiled eggs, salad, a piece of brown toast, and a glass of orange juice. But of course something had to go wrong.

The maid comes and asks me what I want for dinner. I give her the list and she scampers off. The bitch waited 'til it was 11, and everyone was back home and not in the mood to pass by the co-op, to tell me that we didn't have any eggs. Anyone who's been on this diet knows how important it is to stick with the program to the t, and not change a single thing, or else risk the entire program going down the drain. I'm still reeling from being so upset. What ticked me off even more was my mom, who, for the past few weeks, refused to buy any goodies for me, in an effort to encourage me to shed some pounds. She couldn't even fucking get me my fucking eggs. That did it. That was the final stroke :| I could hardly contain my anger, and barely held back the tears.

In an attempt to make everyone feel guilty for what they'd done to me, I ended up having fries and fish fingers with plenty of salt and ketchup and tartar sauce. With every bite I could feel my cheeks flush hotter and redder with anger. I was so damn frustrated. I really didn't want to eat that stuff. I want to lose weight :(( I ended up torturing myself and feeling sick, more than I'd made anyone feel sorry for me. How pathetic. Wallah I feel like the world wants me to stay fat and double-chinned for the rest of my life.

Gotta go to the ladies room and stick my finger down my gob. Laters y'all.

Ma Baby Fada

Check out this sketch. He sounds just like me when I'm peeved about someones language butchering hahhahhahhah.
No disrespect to anyone from the ghetto, I just found it rather witty :P

http://illwillpress.com/word.html

Snowball

My baby sis from a past life-time, Weddo, is in a predicament and we both would appreciate it if you guys out there could help us a little.
Recently, a new addition to her family was made, and she's having a hard time naming this new member to her clan. Snowball was a bit too perverted LOL!
So here are some pictures of the pooch.




Any suggestions? :)

Just A Review

On a lighter, whiter note.


I was reading Òrange Juice™'s post on toothbrushes the other day, and was inspired to head down to the Sultan Center to check out their extensive collection of oral-hygiene products. I came across Crest Whitestrips and decided to give them a shot.
Sure enough, and after using just one strip for 30 minutes, my teeth were visibly whiter. I mean sparkling white! The kind of white that would make you go blind if sunlight was to shine on it!

I must say I am absolutely thrilled with the results. I'm a smoker, so you can imagine how nasty my stains are :P .
The only thing I didn't like about this product is the fact that the strips made me drool like a bulldog. Other than that, my pearly whites look like they got a veneer job done to them!
I would recommend this product to anyone looking for a cheap but effective and sure way of getting that million dollar Hollywood smile :D

I Give Up

WARNING: This post WILL offend. Proceed with caution.


"Disappointing" would be an understatement on my behalf if I was asked my opinion on the elections. I have seriously been let down. I'm not one who cares much for politics, but I know when something is wrong once I see it.

The Ahmadi district has over 30,000 voters, yet Mishref, Jabreya, and Rumaitheya, which are considerably smaller districts, didn't announce their final results 'til the wee hours of dawn. 4:45 am for Rumaitheya to be exact. Smells like shit if you ask me.

And what truly pissed me off is the reasons why some people voted for such and such. Oh he's Kandery, he's suni, he's a religious extremist, hes a sheite, he's a liberal extremist, he's bedouin, he's from such and such family, he goes to my fathers dowaneya, he's whatever. Notice they're all "he's". Not a single person told me they voted for a candidate based on how that candidate benefited the people or their districts in one form or other.

Yesterday, there was a mini-drama/musical being aired on KTV 1 at around 6 or 7 pm or something like that. Anyways, the poet (Saleh Al-Sayer) would go from scene to scene, talking about Kuwaity culture, from Hussaineyaat to dowaneyaat to Yom Al-Bahaar, to Sharg and Failaka and Subbeyah and Wafra, folk music, Odah Al-Mhanna, Shadi Al-Khaleej, pearl diving, etc. What made me want to barf was when the poet went to the church and was greeted by a "Kuwaity" priest, who oddly enough was wearing a Ghitra and Igaal. Call me racist, call me bias, I might come off as a far left or far right wing extremist. I might come off as a plain old intolerant bitch. Some might say "oh but the Shuaiber family, for example, were hero's during the war, and they're Pali-Christians". To that I would say wallah wil 6ag3a. We might as well make every Buddhist tanzifco-worker a citizen since they're benefiting our country by sweeping the streets cleans. 2000 citizenships given out every year like a piñata festival. 200 Christian-Kuwaitys??? Wain ga3deen?!?! What will they come up with next LOL!!

And whats up with candidates who can't speak a single Kuwaity sentence correctly without adding some levant accent here or there. People like that are supposed to be representing us? No comment. I think my opinion on that point is clear enough.

I honestly don't mind expats, be they Arab or Asian or whatever. It's not like I walk around fantasizing of a Pali holocaust. But when altruism/openmindedness/development in this country comes at MY expense, at the expense of my culture and at the expense of what all KUWAITY'S represent, then I'm sorry, I absolutely will not tolerate Pali/Indian/whatnot "Kuwaity's". When our money is going out to Yemen to build top-notch, state of the art universities, and our own university is crumbling and falling to bits, then I am truly sorry, I have to put my foot down.

A Saudi friend of mine was saying "Dodo, your country has the means to build marble roads, and would still have more cash to burn". We are the envy of even our Saudi neighbors. But it seems all this country is good for is just burning everything we have.

Crash and go up in flames for all I care. Ana ghasalt eedy mn hal deera.