Is it weird??

I was in Bun Bun (again) tonight for dinner. I walked in and started the routine "bumping into" people I know. Kept saying hello over and over to people whether they are friends, family, old school mates or even co-workers.

When I finally sat down, I thought it would be the end. But there were still more and more people I know that I had to say hello to.

Now when I was at my table a few male friends came over to say hello. Nothing rude or embarrassing or anything. On the contrary, it was quite nice of them to make the effort to get up and come over to say hello.

So I was thinking, my dad is sitting at some table across the placce, an uncle's wife somewhere and a family friend on the table behind us. For an outsider, they would say "This girl knows a lot of guys. Since she sat down, one after the other are coming over to say hello." I was wondering whether I should feel embarrassed or ashamed but I couldnt decide.

I decided I was going to feel none of the above. Why should I?? Do you know why?? Because the girls that I knew there did not have the courtesy to get their big butts off their chairs to come over and say hello. I was there before them and they didnt even stop by my table for a simple "Hi how are u?" before being seated. And I wasnt about to go chasing after them to say hello either.

Now I realised, the guys are a lot better behaved and well mannered then girls. I dont blame the guys for calling the girls "bitchy and snobby" anymore.

Not One of My Best Days

Super powers amaze me. They really do. And it really amazes when that the good guys and the bad guys will have the same super powers but the outsider will interpret them in such a different way because of the way the powers are used.

Ive always wanted a super power. Nothing like flying or x-ray eyes. I just wanted to always be able to know peoples "intentions". Is that too much to ask??

How does a person feel when they purposely stab someone in the back?? How does someone feel when they are purposely playing the "im too cool for u" game therefore treating them badly and ignoring them when they need them most?? Other than that, what exactly are they gaining from these evil acts???!!! I would love to know whether satisfaction is acheived from such horrible-ness!!!

"I needed someone today. Just for a little while. No one specific. But I just needed to be the centre of someones attention for a little while." Silence is received.

How does it feel when a heart is breaking??!! Apparently Ive done it to someone.

Oh Dear Ground, Please Swallow Me Alive

Here I am mit5amra jidam il new 42" TV watching showtime that Ive missed so much because nobody bothered to renew the subscription that expired 6 months ago due to multiple random reasons. Enjoying my day. Havent done anything since I got back from work except eat and change my clothes. Mom is loving it cos Im not going out as much since the new TV arrived. Dad just got home and sitting by me watching whatever random "crap" he thinks I always watch.

Anyways so Im flicking between 2 channels watching an episode of Desperate Housewives, one that Ive already seen, as well as Hollywood's 101 Most Kept Secrets. So ive watched almost the whole thing and were at number 8 or 9 and the secret is about Arnold Shwartz-nigger so I think "Dad, likes him so I wont flick back to DH to update myself". So were sitting there watching and they are randomly babbling about some article that was published in the papers when he had just been elected Mayor and I had random thoughts of English Speaking classes, long lost family, illigetimate child . . .

. . . shock horror. A scene of Arnie in all his glory, afro 80's hairstyle and erotic facial expressions humping away at something that cannot be seen except for the delicate waxed knees by the sides of his torso. Suddenly the knees stretch out, and just in case u didnt get it, its a pair of "supposedly sexy" red stilleto heels now by the sides of his face.

I quickly try to change the channel in order to avoid any more graphic images when DH is showing a scene when Gabby is trying to seduce Carlos out of giving Sister Mary Hot Pants the pink slip to his brand new Jaguar by offering a 5 minute fellatio session.

Oh Dear Ground, Please Swallow Me Alive.

Cruising through Bloggosphere Boulevard

As I "trial and error" my way through codes and what used to be IT mumbo jumbo to me, I figure out how to import a template from a "catalogue" and input the code into my blog. I also got my title changed into something else that was not part of the template package. All this WITHOUT loosing my counter code.

My next step, which I was going to do tomorrow, was figure out how to get the time to read as local time and not some far off american eleven hour difference time. Adrenalin decided I was gonna do it tonight.

YAY TO 3ANEEDA

Help required

As I am new to this "blogland" as most of you so affectionately call it. I am beginning to realise more and more that my stay here will be shortlived. Why?? Cos I dont know what the hell Im doing. Im trying to figure out how to personalise my blog and everything I come across is a code. Im not at all an IT minded person.

When I first started my blog, I had the support of a net friend from www.omanicrib.com who suggested I get a counter. It took soooo long for me to figure out exactly what to do even though she was walking through it step by step.

Now I realised that I dont remember other people's blogs that when I visit I think "hhmmm, I would like to come back to this one". Next day Im like "what was that one I saw yesterday??!!!"

Blog Help is no help AT ALL.

BLOGGERS HELP!!

The Da Vinci Code - Finally saw it

Finally saw the long awaited Da Vinci Code in cinema today. Went straight after work and sat through a 2 and a half hour worth of "book reading". How dissappointing??!!!

Dont get me wrong. I LOVED it. I loved the book as well. But come on Mr. Screenwriter!!! Couldnt u have spiced it up a bit??!!

Firstly the movie IS the book. No changes. I expected something like "A Walk to Remember" where the screenplay was adapted to the modern day interest. But nope. The book IS the movie and the movie IS the book.

Secondly, they made NO efforts to shorten it. The only bit from the book that is not featured in the movie is Robert Langdon searching for his passport.

Basically, Im really disappointed. I think in majority it was the fact that I had to sit through 2 and a half hours straight after a full working day. The heat doesnt help either.

Air Conditioning - and the relationships it destroyed

As I sit here at my desk that I havent worked on for over 10 days (I took a week off last week), I am in my usual state. Slouching on my reclining chair, working through the gazillion emails that Ive received since activating my "Out Of Office Agent" and wondering why I never get that many email when Im actually IN OFFICE??

Suddenly I hear a thunderous roar of machinery. I turn around and see that someone had switched on the very very VERY old air conditioning and immediately I start to whine. "Please dont switch it on!!! Im just beginning to thaw!!!!" in response I get "but its boiling hot outside and im sweating, just for a few minutes, come on"

This is the standard office chatter where I work. Each floor of the building has controls for the air conditioning for that floor. None of that central stuff. And it gets FREEEEEEEEEZING. Of course, for someone like me whos majority of the work is desk work, I dont get much blood circulation in order to warm me up but others who may have just gone out for a quick errand are trying to cool off the scorching Summer Muscat Sun off.

All this I get. What I really dont get is why people take it personally!! Inter-Office relationships have been destroyed due to this hot-cold situation. A guy who has NEVER fought with anyone ever, recently had a fight with a colleague of mine OVER THE A/C. She promptly applied for a transfer and is no longer here.

Two best friends, who each organised the other's weddings, are no longer on speaking terms due to a fight OVER THE A/C.

What the hell??!!

Sorry I just felt like venting.

To Blog or not to Blog

Im sure I am not the first, nor will I be the last, person to question the source or origin of the word "blog" and Im sure I will not be bringing anything new and unique except sharing my research experiences.

One of my favourite sites for definitions is www.urbandictionary.com. It gives you such a funny way of explaining it and also an idea of how the actual term is conceptualised. I think individuals enter their own explanations and then people vote for which definition they prefer.

Obviously when I searched for "blog", I got multiple random results. Some of my favourites are "A recent and disturbing trend on the internet", "a place where people bitch about their daily activities which nobody is interested in" and "A meandering, blatantly uninteresting online diary that gives the author the illusion that people are interested in their stupid, pathetic life".

OUCH

(source http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=blog)

Cover charges - a post inspired by a comment

Relatively new to the bloggin world, this post actually sparked a chain of thoughts in my never-so-empty head. The comment related to the minimum OMR 5/- cover charge applied by Kargeen's Bun Bun. Do I agree or do I disagree??

In this specific case, I must say that I agree. Why?? Its a filtering mechanism.

The Bun Bun is a new age, very up-tempo, younger crowd kind of place. Its fully air conditioned and the host to an amazing 100 inch+ screen (in addition to 2 smaller screens) viewing the games. We got there about 915 or 930 when it was still over an hour an a half before the start of the Brazil game. Therefore it wasnt really packed. When did everyone start walking in?? More around 1045. We werent asked or informed about a cover charge or anything like that!! Is it because we were six lone girls?? I dont think so.

We asked a waiter and he informed us that because we came well in advance of the game, we were not required to pay the cover charge. But others might be. This forces people to actually buy something off the menu instead of taking the space of others that might want to eat but cant find a table.

Dont get me wrong, Im totally NOT in agreement with cover charges. Especially that implemented by Trader Vic's. An avid fan of beef cho-chos and the virgin strawberry daiquiris there, I was horrified when after sitting there for a few hours, we were informed that the kitchen is about to close and we HAVE to order a minimum of 1 main course per person in order to secure the table we were sitting at otherwise we will be charged a whopping OMR 12/- per head. I mean come on. That was ridiculous. Awain its new policy!! So why doesnt anyone say anything when I called to make the reservation?? And why do they only bring it up when were almost ready to leave??

If I had my place, I would have a "pay cover charge and eat and drink for free" kind of cafe / restaurant. Keep out the non-serious customers that are there for the ambience and the air conditioning and not buying anything.

My first day as a "blogger"

Hello all

I cant beleive I am finally here. Been meaning to start blogging for a while. Did my research, which means I asked people if they blog and whether they enjoy it, and then put it at the bottom of my "to-do" list. But here I am. I said I was gonna do it someday. Didnt take me too long. Or did it??

Anyways, today was quite an eventful day for me. Had workers in the house all morning helping me with my "new" bedroom. Removing carpets, moving furniture, cleaning floors, etc. Got a haircut, went for a 4 hour swim and finally went to Kargeen's Bun Bun (its sooo cute) for the beginning of the Brazil game. Saw 20 minutes of it over dinner then had to come home cos it was late. Of course I missed EVERY SINGLE GOAL scored in the game. LOL.

Reading back, whats the point of a blog?? Is it a public diary?? Is it where I put my thoughts or am I free to ramble about anything I want. I will sleep on it.