Of being sun-kissed and other stories

Blogging live from the sunny spot @ CC, where I work.  I finally settled in a nice small office rather than sharing a huge area- a.k.a (circus)- with zillions of other people who tend to speak “loudly” at the same time, and I wondered and wondered how on earth do they ever manage to understand each other. 

 

The current situation makes being in low profile waaaaaaay easier, not quite sure if it is a pro or con. Mmmmm.. I have a tendency to see it as a pro  distancing myself is what I certainly need.

 

Note to self: people are defensive and insecure by nature; accept it; beware of the infection.

 

I’ve recently been asked to play house by a guy, a guy that I  was once falling for.  Surprisingly, the request didn’t move a single bit of me, I wasn’t touched with the come back.  The L word sounded obsolete…hollow; not because it was him who said it, but in a broad-spectrum, the word became pointless. I no longer believe in vocalizing emotions, I would rather see a move or an action…a real thing.  

 

As for the new colleague; a.k.a Mr. Pompous; I gave up the chase; hated his guts as well as turned off by his arrogance.

The 7adary Debate

So it is like all Egypt’s Infrastructure, Political, and Economical tribulations are suddenly of the past and we have nothing to talk about except the 7adary’s dramatic exit, right?

Ya3ni tayeb I have a question..mmm..a couple of them actually!

 

a)      When did Essam El 7adary became an  Egyptian Icon? with all due respect ya3ni, he is an excellent goal keeper and all, but in my opinion he doesn’t qualify for  a national hero, not an ICON.  (am not trying to answer my own question, am just thinking out loud while typing)

b)      In what way could  his escapade affect the lives of the Egyptians?

I am not prejudiced against the guy, on the contrary I believe eno he is mature enough to mind his own business, and he is totally 7orr to figure out his futuristic plans. 

 

I just think that the whole issue is overrated,  and by whole I mean the Whole Winning Team Extravaganza.  It is good to find some relief of the constantly disheartening daily life in your football team, bas ya3ny come on!! consume just a little of  this gigantic energy stream in a bit of an advantageous act (and it will work wonders).  Ya3ni..that’s what I think :S

Dormant State yet we celebrate

Ladies and gents,

We (and by we I mean rateeba, ensaf, and my-humble-self)  are celebrating Nermeena’s blog third anniversary.  Let me tell you I spent days and days reading my archives from the very first post till the very last one and I can’t really express how I felt.  It is like documenting one’s life…I’ve watched myself growing up, achieving dreams, making foolish mistakes, stumbling and rising up as good as new.  I laughed at myself sometimes and  cried as well recalling harsh moments.  To cut the crap wire…I really enjoyed my past 3 years of blogging.

On another note, I noticed that I no longer have the time or the will (at some points) to talk about the details I used to talk about, I guess it is part of the growing up thingie…or it might be one of the girls (R or E) is taking over and she is into the low profile side of the world.  Fa eih ba2a…am I gonna surrender?? hell..no. I will try to write on daily basis about the most beautiful thing that happened to me during that day. Only one beautiful thing everyday, not a tough one I reckon !!

I went walking with mama one day,

when she warn me what people say.

Live your life until love is found,

or love is gonna get you down.

Nity;)

Nerro

Morning Bits

To start off am on the chicky side of the house today, fa it feels awesome.  Been a while since I felt good about myself keda…I lost SOME good weight and was kinda satisfied looking at the mirror this morning ;)  However, the dark red nail polish makes me feel eno I just finished eating someone.  

 

Lately, K has been asking a specific question_indirectly_ and I am acting super delirious, don’t know…some people are urging me to take the “K issue” seriously, I even found M “office mate” asking me this morning “how on earth are you guys not together?” keda..bluntly. fa I was like…”we are smart enough I guess”, fa he said things to the effect eno K likes me and it is crystal clear…M knew that I know eno he is testing the waters for K..however, K himself have been testing it for a while now…he even once made a scene  (proposed) keda when we were all having breakfast up on the roof and I played stupid and told him eno this is not magical enough w bta3.

 

Now K is the “too good to be true” type of guy; good looking, witty, helpful, moderately religious, successful, etc..But I don’t think he is the kind of guy who would really understand that I need to go to my mgmnt class after work, or attend this workshop coz it is liberating and blabla..nevertheless I think he is nice enough to let go of things as long as am happy!! Don’t know…at this point I think he wants a stable family, someone who is always around w keda!! Tab ma isn’t that what I need as well!! Mmmm…I don’t know..

 

Aslan, this weekend I figured my futuristic plans out and  made up my mind..am gonna marry an eligible bachelor from the royal family of the Sultanate of Brunei…now don’t get me wrong, am not materialistically motivated or anything, although it is a pretty comprehensible motive…but this island is more like 2  ripped out pages from a story telling book been placed on the real world. I figured it is the perfect plan for me, the perfect place where I could be.  By marrying a Brunein prince I will be entitled to live in an imaginary place, be a mythical princess (not that am not one right now ;), but a real one with the tiara and everything, and create my own version of alf leila w leila.  Yeah, there you can live your very own fairy tale…me thinks..no!!

Ha????

1.      Go to: http://www.google.com/translate_t

2.       Choose translation from (Arabic to English)

3.       Write ( شعب يباد) in the (Translate Text), then press (Translate)

4.       Now…what??!!!

Update: it is now fixed

Randoms

The pedestrians killing series in the Autostrad is still on….it is the second time this week to see a dead body on the street, but the first one was real painful, saw the car, the guy who was driving, saw everything in details…but this morning it was like someone ran over the dead guy and went on his away…tab at least call the ambulance ya3ni!!!! I really don’t understand this…Whaterver!!

They are in the process of building one of those bridges in the Autostrad to supposedly lessen the # of accidents but come on….we all know that not a lot of people are using these bridges….u know the one in Manshiet Nasser, apparently it is only a monument or something…in the morning you see tens of kids crossing the streets and your heart would stop in case one of them decided to run in front of the cars just to cross the street…..tab3an no wonder you would see several accidents there…wonder why their parents didn’t tell them that this huge ugly thing up there is for their own safety….well, I know if they are destined to die at this very moment they will “am not discussing this”…am just wondering why do we insist to hurt ourselves!!!! So many questions here…if the speed limit is 80 why are you driving 120….I know sometimes it doesn’t make sense….but if it is gonna involve someone’s life…should make a whole lot of sense!!!

Speaking of speed limit….you know the relatively new bridge in Merghani…you will see a sign says the speed limit is 40 km!!!!!!! Any clue?!!!! try to do this 40 km thing ba2a you will find the least you can do is 80 km…you won’t help it…it just goes that way.

Speaking of Merghani ba2a :) Cinnabon is gonna open a new branch there….yeaaaaaaaaah…I like their stuff, it is just I used to do the Carrfour one….although it is there in Heliopolis City Stars, and it is easier for me to go there instead of going all the way through the hideous ring road…but for some unknown reason….I HATE city stars….can’t stand being there for long time…wala 7atta short time.

Joy came in this morning and said that she would like invite us for a cup of coffee and brownies at her apartment….OH…BOY…she is exceptional when it comes to brownies and lemon cakes….

Well….that was a little bit of a morning feel…now I gotta go :))) A tout a’ l’heure.
“the typical answer for this one back during the Agami days was “wenta men toto”

On Tales and Stuff : Ali Baba & the Forty Theives

Ali Baba and Morgiana; my favourite couple as a kid not for anything more than their names. Morgiana actually appealed to me more like a serial killer!!! if I may say.

Wasn’t fond of their story though, it is kinda violent, never understood what’s cute about a lady killing guys “although theives” by pouring boiling oil over them. Ewwwwwwww.

I mean come on, follow the thread….at the beginning the gang killed Kasim at the cave, then tracked Ali Baba Down after discovering the disappearance of his brother’s body. In order to get rid of Ali Baba the theives manipulated him; the lead thief pretended to be an oil merchant in need for Ali Baba’s hospitality, brought mules loaded with 40 oil jars, one filled with oil, the other 39 with the other thieves. Brilliant Morgiana discovered the plan, and killed the 39 thieves in their oil jars by pouring boiling oil on them.

Of course the big guy “their leader” is still alive, so he proceeded with the killing plan…. later on he disguised as a merchant, befriended Ali Baba’s son and the son invited him to dinner at the dad’s house. Again Super Morgiana discovered the vicious plan and plunged a dagger into the theif’s heart while performing a dance infront of the diners.

Now what??? abnoxious!!! maybe….can’t hate it though, still has its own charm…..it ended up with “And they lived happily Everafter” isn’t that sweet!!!

Here is one more nice thing about this story…..infront of “you know” these hotels/malls automated doors…the type of thing that opens and closes whenever you approach, I used to do the “Open Sesame/Close Sesame” thing….mmm….am still doing it….but not as loud as I used to when I was younger…..usually the security person at the gate think that I am smiling to him/her….good perspective…but actually am smiling for my never ending/kinda still there chilhood customs ;-)

Morning thoughts, Esmat El Marghany….Pickled Onions…and More

- Am a bit bored thesed days, looking forward to my 3 days trip in Turkey, wish today is Tuesday of next week….that means eno I will go in a couple of days.

- Oh God…this is real ugly, the streets are covered with huge banners and signs “elections relaed thing”…it is really horrible, whenever you stop in a street or a square the gardens are surrounded with super size banners….sick….don’t know why Esmat El Marghany’s banners and signs in particular gets on my nerves….you know down at Heliopolis Square there are 2 huge ones with her picture holding a certificate keda….and under the banner there is this sentence “om el yatama” mother of the orphans or something like this. Good that the lady is into charity w keda…bas it has nothing to do with elections ya3ni….I might sound prejudiced against her, bas seriously ya3ni…the whole thing is kinda irritating.

Should have had a couple of photos here, but will try to do tonight, or tomorrow morning ISA. My point is we will vote, and will definitely choose the suitable one, bas I personally don’t think the outcome of these ugly campaigns would be in favor of the candidate…3ashan in most cases…and no offense…it is kinda freaky.

- Still have to go find a nice dress for Saturday Ball, oh…I hate that, howa mesh fi evening gowns fairy keda, a fairy who would help girls get dressed for such a royal extravaganza and look exceptionally stunning without going out chasing dresses and accessories?!!!

- Ok, do you like pickled onions??? asl I do LOVE them, they are the best pickles ever, although mom and sis can’t really stand them….bas that doesn’t necessirily stop me from eating the cute little onions….the other day we had okra for dinner, and inorder to make me eat some of it, mom bought some pickled onions for me “this is sort of a suicidal attempt for her”. Gotta say that was G-O-O-D. yummmmy ;)

- I am mumbling since morning “you don’t win friends with salad, you don’t win friends with salad” it is from the Simpsons, remember when Homer was talking to Bart about their get together BBQ, and Lisa planned to blow it off, as she was about to turn into a vegan, Homer was telling his son that they won’t be able to have a nice one without meat involved, fa they both did the “you don’t win friends with salad” thing :)

- Salemli 3aleh, elo eni bsalem 3aleh

Bawesli 3eneh, elo eni bbawes 3eneh……a beautiful song by Fayrouz, though not one of her very lively songs, but I like it awi, it is the kind of a song that puts a smile in your face keda whenever you listen to it 3ashan it is so soft and feminine awi, fa makes u feel good ya3ni. The weird thing ba2a, Akon’s lonely makes me laugh, mesh 3arfa leih!!!!

What on earth are you doing people!!!!

EXTREME CRUELTY….What’s the point of doing this to such a helpless tiny kitten…are you people nuts!!!!!! Read the torturing methodology here…

All depends on the crystal you use to see life

Read this story and found it worth sharing:

One day a wealthy family man took his son on a trip to the country so he could have his son see how poor country people were, and could appreciate what they, themselves, had. They stayed one day and one night in the farm of a very humble farm house. At the end of the trip and back home the father asked the son: “What did you think of the trip?”
The son replied: “Very nice Dad.”
Father: “Did you noticed how poor they were?”
Son: “Yes.”
Father: “What did you learn?”
Son: “I learned that we have one dog in the house…and they have four. We have a fountain in the garden and they have a stream that has no end. We have imported lamps in the garden, they have the stars. Our garden goes to the edge of our property, they have the entire horizon as their back yard.”
At the end of the son’s reply the father was speechless and his son added: “Thank you dad for showing me how poor we really are.”

A late valentine story

A week before valentine’s day, my boss looked a bit puzzled, out of being nice to the new boss in town, I asked what’s wrong? his answer was “I just had a call from my wife and she is pretty sad coz I won’t be with her in Valentine’s day”, I went like oh, sorry for you, how long have you been married?? he answered 32 years, ah, ok. After a while, he called me from his office and said would you come and help me make an online arranagment for flowers delivery on that day, I said sure.

We spent like 30-45 minutes trying to pick the most romantic bouquet, then we went to the delivery notes section. He asked the florist to deliver the boquet no later than 08:30 am, call before delivery and make sure she is home, but don’t mention the flowers thing, just pretend that there is a check on something at home.

Then we came to the last part, his note to her, well, he turned to me and said what do you think is most suitable to be said after 32 years of marriage, I went like definitely you have to thank her for putting up with you all those years :))) then he turned back to his computer and wrote “Happy Valentine’s day, from a secret admirer” and put his initials.

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