To all my Muslim & non-Muslim readers,
RAMADAN KAREEEM!
I hope this blessed month brings a lot of good things to all of us. I wanna be blessed with patience real soon ;)
With lots and lots of love,
R
Know what? I
love my brown Indian skin color.
And when I get
tanned in the summer it’s even better.
My friends
have been going crazy about my tan. I tan quickly so I try to stay outta the
sun but then commuting to and fro work has given me a lovely tan. I just hope
it won’t turn into a darker shade cuz that will be bad.
I love
accentuating it with a soft pale pink lip color.
Call me
lame & vain, but when everything gets me down, looking pretty helps.
Or a bold
red lipstick.
I’m off to
Hell hole now. Gotta put my bitchface on.
Oh BTW don't google "tan" while your Dad's near by. I almost got an attack seeing the nude images.
;)
C’ya later!
R
Hey peeps,
How are you guys doing?
Been so long. Been cussin all over twitter but blogging is just different. Don’t know where those days went by when I had a lot of time and I churned out posts after posts. Miss those days.
Life’s is treating your Darling a bit rash these days. There’s a lot of stress in my life.
Mum wants me to get married, like seriously? And she’s so hung over on me getting married. If I say yes, she’ll get me married off to fiancé tomorrow! Or anyone else. Just anybody. She’s dying to get rid of me.
There’s a lot of unrest at work. We’ve heard people are gonna get laid off. People like me haven’t even got their CVs updated yet. Beat that? We haven’t even started looking elsewhere. I wonder where are those days when I used to be so happy thinking about going to work. There was enthusiasm. Now the nickname for our workplace is “Hellhole”. General reference.
No motivation no nothing. We’re always whining.
Not to forget a whore actually excluded me and my friends from receiving our rightful incentives for being top sellers. What a fuckin whore! And then she went and messed up the records. And we tried to alert the management about it but no one has taken any action.
What happened to the management when they were just? Now these people are deducting money, not paying well, not fulfilling their promises, lying, bragging, and threatening. It’s like we’re working under a shit mafia type military regime.
I can’t wait to get another job.
And I really don’t wanna get married. That’s not my option. I can’t mate in captivity. At this point I’m too restless to get confined to one place, one man. This is how I am? Don’t like me? Choke on my name.
And unfollow when you’re done with choking.
Oh and check out this video. I love it. The fashion’s so cool, the music is nice and love the dance.
Okay biryani time.
Bu-bye.
Complete the Sentences:- For Sunday Stealing
Right now I'm feeling... Blessed.
When I'm alone I feel... Blessed.
When I'm surrounded by people I feel... I'm in my element.
One thing I hate is... People picking their nose publicly.
One thing I really like about myself is ... The ability to be honest with myself.
When I'm feeling sad I... Listen to songs and let my sub conscious work out a solution.
When I daydream it's usually about... Shopping.
I'm afraid of... Rejection.
I'm happiest when... I feel loved and cared for by people I love.
One thing that really worries me is ... My emotional dependence on the people I love.
If I could change one thing about myself it would be... I'd be 2 inches taller.
If I could be with anyone right now I would be with... Fiance.
The family member I am closest to is... My sisters.
If I was really honest with my father I would tell him... There's nothing hidden from him. We're a very open and honest family.
One thing I regret about my life is ... Leaving fiance.
If I only had one more day to live I would... Live each day like it's my last.
If I was really honest with my mother I would tell her... That she's very bossy...
One thing about me that nobody knows is... I can be insecure when I'm at my worst.
I hope that someday in the future... I make a very good Mum.
When I think about my family I feel... Blessed.
Something I'm really embarrassed about is... My choice in men.
One thing about me I never want to change is... My 'immaturity'
One thing I feel really proud of is... I stand for what I believe in even if I'm alone.
Blogsville has helped me to... Make friends that I know will last forever.
One thing I like about blogsville is... Reading other people's mind.
I've snapped again. I’ve had enough. Nothing is helping. Shambo I hope you’re reading this. I need help.
Outside I’m a normal 23 year old with bright pink nails, loud laugh, sassy hair, eccentric dressing. Inside I’m a jumble of scratches, screams, screeches, confusion and anger.
Maybe y’all are wondering what happened? Yesterday’s post. It’s the amount of motherfucking dickhead’s I’ve met with zero respect for women, that’s made me snap.
When I broke up with my fiancé, I thought I’ll find someone worth it. But all these men I’ve seen they’re all nothing compared to him. Sure I had problems with him, it was my ego. We had big ego problems. But he was the one. No man has ever handled me the way he has nor can they.
Leaving him was the biggest mistake of my life.
Should I go back to him? I dreamt today that surprisingly I married him in a short notice and I was happy. I checked the meaning of the dream which doesn't say much about the present. "To dream that you are happy, may be a compensatory dream and is often a dream of the contrary. You may be trying to compensate for the sadness or stress in your waking life."
I need my Mum right now.
Later
R
Dear Brit, Nathan, and 100 more men I've come cross,
All you men are motherfucking bastards. I wonder why y’all don’t have pussies cuz most of you act like one.
I’m proud to say I got more balls that a dozen of you combined. I’ve never understood two faced people and their tactics and them being so much of a pussy not to stand for what they believe in. for saying something and doing something else.
What stops you motherfucking leeches? What stops you from seeing a task thru to the end? What stops you from being honorable? Motherfuckers what is it that makes you lie, cheat, abuse and think y’all are the best? Your dicks? Cucumbers can replace them easily. Believe me just for that extension outta your body that also acts like a brain for you whores, the entire package y’all come with ain’t worth it.
Lying cheating motherfuckering ass licking pussies. It’s like a fucking code of dishonor y’all belong to.
Y’all really need some real balls cuz apparently the ones y’all got ain’t doing the trick apart from making useless semen that would create more eunuchs and assholes that'd be your carbon copies.
Yes, some of my best friends are men who give me a hug and are there for me when I’m really down. But they’re my friends. I’ve seen how their mind works. And no one is different.
So fuck you motherfucking pieces of stinking shit. Dickheads.
With disgust,
Yeah, y'all are right. I'm crazy. Didn't even last 15 days!
Know what? I'm done with men. they're sick bastards. Oh nothing was wrong with this one. Just too quiet and incompatible with me. Sweet guy so didn't wanna break his heart down the line. He's already saying "I can't live without you" "I'm going to get drunk" "I'll always wait for you"
The commitment phobe in me ran so fast you could see a 100 feet long trail of smoke.
Ex-fiance really spoiled me for every guy. That bastard.
I took a test on Beliefnet.com and here's the result. Real surprise.
So I'm single. And already back to sqaure one.
xoxoxox
R
I don’t know what the technical term for this is honestly.
This being, you having a whole day to yourself and not knowing what to do. You’re probably sick of answering “nothing much” every time your boyfriend asks you what are you doing. You’ve made breakfast AND lunch and there’s enough left over to have for dinner. You’ve watched 2 movies and seen countless videos on YouTube all day. You’ve done your nails. You’ve chatted briefly with all your friends or messaged them. In short you got nothing much to do except waste more time on the internet and watch more movies (you’ve actually seen all the latest movies in cinema and eaten enough fast food outside in the past week to last a whole month). So what to do?
You can either :
- Go out with your friends. Except one of your best friends just got busted and served jail time and has a fine of DH20k for drinking and driving and that’s scared you (even though I don’t drink or drive but still jail time makes everyone very sober).
- You've seen all the latest movies and eaten at every fast food joint so that’s outta the question. Plus you wanna save some money on frivolous expenditure.
- The beach is very very hot even at night cuz you live in one of the hottest countries in the world.
- Long drives? I don’t have a car and I can’t even drive!
- Clean the house! Well of course if you got Mum or a maid your life is so much simpler. You don’t have a dirty and messy bedroom giving you a guilty conscience cuz like me you don’t have a maid cuz the bitch ran away. So you can stop reading.... But if like me, you’re room hasn’t been cleaned in all week cuz you've been very busy with work and going out and it’s beginning to overwhelm you, it’s time you do something about it. It won’t take much time. An hour’s dedication is all. Put on some music sisters, we’re gonna have some fun.
So we’ll begin with telling white lies.
Text your new boyfriend that you’ll be away having fun fun fun with friends and you won’t be available (so as to give the impression that you do have a life apart from him cuz everyone knows your boyfriend shouldn’t be your world – he should just be in it – or that’s how you want him to think else these men start taking you for granted. *rolls eyes*)
Start with the messiest place. Don’t keep it for the last. Be thorough.
The messiest places in my room are my dressing table and bed. My makeup, scrunchies and everything else is strewn across the dressing table throughout the week. So I got a washcloth, prayed some Mr. Clean on it and started to dust everything and wiped the mirror clean. I hate my brother for spraying hairspray cuz all my mirrors have specks hairspray clogged on them, making it even more difficult to clean.
I found some fruit pack and I applied it all over my face and neck, kept a timer for 15 minutes, and resumed cleaning. Multitasking!
Next I sharpened all my eyeliners and lip liners and even my pencils. I didn't even know I have 20 eye liners (I counted!) and 4 mascaras. Why do I need so many for? Oh yeah… well every time I thought I lost one I went and bought another. So you see why you should clean the house yourself? You discover things that you probably thought were lost and of course, cleaning means fewer pimples and all that...
As you go one cleaning, keep a dustbin in the middle of the room or trash bags so you can keep dumping waste in it. Believe me it makes the last step – the sweeping or vacuuming waaaaay easier.
Then keep your jewelry properly. I keep them out on little displays cuz they make me proud. I still haven’t worn some of them so it’s nice to see them and go ‘oh next time I have to wear these’. Clean all your apparatus, wipe your makeup brushes with sanitizers, keep all your perfumes in one place and all that.
The bed.
My bed is always cluttered with stuff. Clothes, scarves, tissues, chargers, bags, water bottles, notebooks. I even found 10 bucks. So start with pulling your sheets and everything on it to the corner of the bed and then sorting and placing everything with where they go.
I cleaned all my bags, found lots of sea shells I had collected the last time Nathan and I went to the beach which I had totally forgotten about in one bag. I placed them in a transparent pouch and kept it on the window sill. I still can’t figure out what to do with them. But anyway, the point is I found out things I didn’t know I have!
During this time, I found lots of clothes that needed washing so continuing with multitasking, I put them in the washing machine and went on with my work. By the time my house was clean, the clothes were ready to be hung in the balcony for drying. By the way, I got a beehive in the balcony. The first time I discovered it, I ran around the house screaming at an ear shattering decibel. But now I’ve kinda gotten used to hanging clothes on the clothesline. I usually do that at night (so they can sleep or have sex or do whatever it is bees do without flying around much) and I have this strong feeling – in fact I know it – that the bees know I mean no harm so I hang clothes out with as little disturbance as I can. And of course, without looking in their direction.
TIP: don’t pile up “to do later” stuff like magazines etc under the bed, or the bedside table (my favorite) cuz one day (like today) the place will be jam-packed and you’ll have to look into the matter urgently. So deal with things them now. No, don’t find another place for it, like the bottom shelf of the medicine cabinet. Deal with the shit now! Either throw what you don’t need or find a place for it.
TIP: don’t pile up “to do later” stuff like magazines etc under the bed, or the bedside table (my favorite) cuz one day (like today) the place will be jam-packed and you’ll have to look into the matter urgently. So deal with things them now. No, don’t find another place for it, like the bottom shelf of the medicine cabinet. Deal with the shit now! Either throw what you don’t need or find a place for it.
Hang clothes, belts in their proper places and store the bags away.
Dust the headboard and the showpieces and stuff. Be prepared to go achoo aachoo.
Strip the bed clean of everything, dust it so that it’s absolutely clean and then put on a fresh bedsheet and pillow covers. I chose a nice light pink one cuz I’m feeling so girly.
By now your eyes would have probably fallen on the guest bed (cuz you ain’t swanky enough to have a guest bedroom) and that needs it’s covers changed too cuz the last time you changed it was… forever ago as no one sleeps on it. Anyhow, change the bed cover into something catchy and mix the pillow covers. Experiment. My patchwork bedsheet that I made in grade 11 for my art science class is teamed with an orange-ish tribal pillow cover from Africa and another white and green stripe one.
Next store away all your wires, MMC readers, external HDs, hair straighteners, blow driers and other things you won’t immediately need, in their proper place and boxes. I put my digicam on charge this way too.
Remember I posted a picture of the shoes gathering in my bedroom? I decided it’s time to put them in their rightful place. The shoe rack. So I went out to the corridor and stored them properly. They look so beautiful there and that’s where those beauties belong. New rule: except for my house slippers (the furry adorable ones) no other shoe or sandal is ever coming into my bedroom again.
So by now you’ll have an overflowing bin or trash bags. Put them near the enterance.
Sweep or vacuum every corner of the room, under the bed, the almirahs, book shelves etc. move the bean bags, welcome bags, dust or shake them lightly and sweep away all the dust. Finally empty the vacuum bag or the dustpan in the trash, put a knot on the trash bags and throw them out into the main dustbin on your building or whatever. The idea is to get rid of all that rubbish from your house. Remember to keep the neighborhood clean so don’t throw it outta the window when no one is looking.
Finally place a fresh trash bag on your trashcan, store the cleaning items away, and take a look around. Your heart will probably swell with pride. You almost regret not taking before and after pictures of your room. So go on, take that bubble bath or a quick shower cuz you want to be as clean as your room is. I didn’t write about the entire house cuz I do the kitchen, corridor and bedroom and Bro does the sitting room.
You've not only passed your time in a fun way (the more you look at it as a task the more you’ll dread it – just think of all the germs and health risks you got rid of!), you’ve also accomplished something you’ve been wanting to do all week. And the boyfriend has no clue! He still thinks you’re probably shopping or hanging out with your friends and is looking forward for a sign from you so go ahead text him that you miss him and sadly if he wasn’t at work he’d be with you. He’ll feel good. That’s why it’s a white lie.
Enjoy the cleanliness and remember to keep everything clean.
Oh and if you got time left after this? Blog about it!
xoxoxox
R
