Doppelganger

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I feel VIOLATED, upset, Exhausted, ConFuseD, A-N-G-R-Y, and determined!

Just Dance!

Warning: Two of the following three comic strips might spoil your meal;p

And they are especially for Do0da (and maybe ThePurg):)

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Enzain fi shay 7ada emkhaleeni a3aseb kind of society/jam3a-wise bas mali khelg I talk about it 3shan I don't kill my postivity even though knowing it exists is not killing my positivity. Am I making sense? Elmuhim eni fahamt 3ala 3umri..

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When I get myself into a friendship, I always assume that it's going to last until one of us faces Judgement Day. I don't know about other people, but that's how I think. I'm usually good at keeping in touch with people I love and consider friends. BUT.. I have a question: What if you aren't like that, if you assume that one of your friendships won't last forever, would you care about that other person even if it was temporary? (I was asked this early this morning, and it kind of upset me.)

Bukhour

Ya Kwait Ya A7la Balad

Perfect Eyes

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I hate being misunderstood by people who know me well.

I hate being belittled or seeing someone being belittled.

I hate being shut off by someone I love.

I hate being disrespected for expressing my opinion.

I hate being unaccepted for being myself.

I hate not knowing how to act around people I should be comfortable around.

I hate not being able to express myself to be understood.

I'd rather shut up than say something that isn't me.

I'd rather be told how people perceive me than have them frustrated forever.

I love a good laugh.

I love being complimented.

I love being understood without having to explain.

I love how things are alright when I'm around someone I love.

I love being emotionally safe.

I love my life.

I love myself.

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S, I miss having those with you outside the grocery store in the winter.. You're still 4 popsicles behind:)

Styled Hair

I just got back from a party, so excuse the ramble.

Today, a friend of mine lent me a complete audio file of the second rally that I couldn't go to. Thank you 7Q;* I sat in the department's corridor, and I listened. I couldn't help but remember all the people that keep saying that there is no hope for our country. That it will be overwhelmed by narrow-mindedness and uniformity. The people who spoke at the rally are people that are making a difference. And we all can. Even by having blogs to express our opinions, we are making a difference. There are silent readers at home who are reading these very words. Our country is our pride. What would we be without the identity it gives us? We would be nothing without its history. Why not fight for it? I know people who keep saying, "Why should we show up at a rally? It's just talk.. Kalam fathi men ghair action!" Excuse you! Your presence makes a difference, and if you can't understand that then... Well, then madry I'm sorry you feel that it doesn't! Ya nass, hathi deeratna. This is our home. The home of our kids ba3ad. Don't you want the best for it? Do not let the claws of the monstrous e9la7 in disguise close around it. You know what scares me? Has anyone read The Giver? 1984? Persepolis (2)? Reading Lolita in Tehran? Anything about the uniformity of people and people being punished for being themselves? This is what will happen if things go wrong. Not only that, our people will focus on our differences and forget everything we have in common. I love my country. And I see hope in our future. Our generation will make a difference. It will. To answer the question in White Wings' header, there is light. And it will become brighter with time:)

No Books

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Sou, thanks for a fun class. I felt like he wanted to strangle us both;p

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Ya nass! I feel weird. It's the first time ever that I get this feeling. I feel empty, but I also feel that my heart is full to the brim. I'm sentimental, moody, and bitchy, but I'm still myself. I think I'm developing my Mr. Hyde or something. And I don't feel like blogging what I was going to blog about anymore;S

*Rolls Eyes*

No finger pointing, I HATE how discussions on Mughniah and Hezballah are going. Will people calm down and respect each other's opinions?! ;S

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I don't know why, but lately, I don't feel like I've been appreciating my friends and telling them I love them like I used to. I'm feeling a bit strange these days. So, HAJS, A, Aj, R, and my jam3a buddies, you guys are the best. 7adi a7ebkum;*

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I'm such a hug person. For those of you who think I'm cold and don't have feelings, maybe I just don't like you. Anyway, so I hug my friends when I see them for the first time that day. Sometimes, when I hug someone, and someone I don't know that well or don't like very much is with them, I choose not to hug them. Ya3ni mala da3i I get all huggy with someone I don't like. So, is that rude? Hugging someone and greeting someone else with them with a mere "Hi"? I seriously can't hug people I don't like. I have issues. A7es ena I'm making them feel that I like them when I really don't. So, 3adi sa7?

Chasing Cars

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Today is the first day of torture after three weeks of bliss. I'm killing myself this semester with seven classes, but I couldn't drop anything because the classes are all taught by the professors of my choice. Unfortunately, I only have one literature class;(

It's great being back home on the @#!$*& (to ensure that I am not stalked;p). Everyone is just the way I left them which is good. I've been told I lost weight so YAY!

My Statistics professor 7ada mu sij! Nikta hal ensan.. Umbaih he's a very old man: bends over, gray hairs, thick glasses, etc. He GIGGLES, people! GIGGLES! It's just too funny. Quoting him,

"Ana di elsana el28 leya b gam3et elkuweet. Yeb2a ana mush 2ad aboki, ana 2ad gedek! E7taremi nafsek w e7taremi elragul eli byou2af 2o9adek!"

"Mush banat mekyaj, eli howa elmake up. Kanu banat 3elm fe3lan!"

"Eli 2a3detli 2odam w 3amlatli a7mar zay keda *points four fingers at his mouth* ka2enaha makla om ewlad`ha yeb2a tukhrug bara!"

7ada comic relief! Thank goodness;p

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Onto more important topics, what's up with shameless girls? I don't understand them! Ya3ni okay a guy turns you down, why are you still after him?! For example, and this a true example, guy is with girl for three years. Her family is okay with him and all. Suddenly, he's in college, and he doesn't want to be with her anymore. He even tells her mom, "Khalti ana mabi bentich!"

What does the girl do? Does she slap him around and tell him to go to hell? Does she remind him that he will never find someone better than her? Does she pretend he never existed in her life and move on? Does she save her pride and dignity and let the bum bask in his guilt?

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NO! She stalks him! "Adeg 3alaik ma etred 3alay.." Get the hint! Come on, sheno ya3ni? You'd think his continuing rejections and put downs would stop her, but ham NO! Prepare yourself for the schock... Ready? SHE LITERALLY BEGGED HIM ON HER KNEES!

Laish?! I will never understand! He doesn't want her anymore. Mu ghaseb! Laish she makes herself worthless? Laish mu fahma ena if she ignores him, he might run after her? Why make a fool out of yourself when you can save face and do better?

...And why go around telling everyone your story? Mu fashla? Wa7ed 7agrich wentay tarketheen wara..

I don't care what other people say, but in my opinion, these girls are a shame to the entire female race!

The Virgin Suicides

[UPDATE] The Dream Dealer is great... for kids. We are eleven adults, but it is a change. I'm pleasantly surprised to know that I'm acquainted with five cast memebers. One of them a dear friend. The disppointment is that none of them told me about the musical. I heard from someone else.

The story is an extremely good one. The Dream Dealer himself, the devil in disguise, is a great idea. The story definitely teaches children a lot, and the cast put a lot of effort in getting the plot across to the kids. The live music, colorful costumes, energetic movement on stage, and interesting plot keeps adults awake.

"The lady who made the show possible" is one of my drama teachers back in the day. Another surprise.

For those who simply cannot bring themselves down to being a child, you should learn how to;p

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The Dream Dealer - tonight @7pm - Dar Al Athar Al Islamiya - 8KD for adults - 5KD for children

I shall update:)

Golf, anyone?

Falantan and Suspic have both recently posted about anonymity, and I feel like writing my take on things.

First of all, I'm anonymous to most fellow bloggers; however, people I know personally know of and read my blog as well. When I came up with my first post, I had my blog's URL in my personal message on MSN. I decided that I didn't really care what other people thought of my thoughts, opinions, life, etc. I'm not hiding myself. If one of the bloggers or a random stranger figures out who I am from this blog, I won't freak out, but I won't post my full name and pictures either. Those who know me personally, know that I am as expressive in real life as I am on this blog. I blog because I like to write, to share humor, with hope that my opinion on certain topics makes a difference, to keep in touch with people whom I've shamefully neglected due to life, and for many othe reasons.

Of course, not being anonymous to some people has affected me both positively and negatively. On one hand, I have people who read my blog but don't comment. They express their thoughts on what they've read in college, at gatherings, and on MSN. So, it gives me something interesting to discuss. Also, no compliments intended;p, I feel like most bloggers are giving me hope of a better world. Despite our differences, we seem to get along easily. By differences, I mean our arguments, disagreements, and opinions. Blogs seem to provide a familiar ground for us to communicate and discuss things without absurd social ties and assumptions. On the other hand, I've been disrespected by people who know who I am. I understand that my opinion might not be accepted by everyone, but I do not understand why it cannot be respected. I also hoped that everyone would be able to comment freely by disabling the comment moderation feature, but I'm disappointed that some people prefer to discuss things one on one and sometimes I feel violated by the way in which I've been perceived.

Poshlust is meant to trigger honest discussions and house them for other people to see. I don't know. Maybe some day those who prefer to launch vicious verbal attacks will come out of their shells and comment whether anonymously or not.

Thanks, you guys:)

El Gouna

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First of all, I recently read about a Saudi blogger's imprisonment from Ge6awee's blog. Click on the banner before Poshlust's hit counter for more details. This echoes the point in my last post. Very upsetting.

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A couple of days ago, I was talking to a cousin of mine on MSN. I made the mistake of not saving the conversation, but he was describing his dream girl. My cousins, T, is a very reasonable young man. He's open-minded, charismatic, and a gentlemen. He's funny ba3ad, but the list was just madry. I don't know how to describe it.. hehe! The list went something like this:

Makes good desserts

Doesn't eat machboos, harees, and real food. Just salads, or "et6ag6eg bel akel";p

An only child, if not, doesn't have brothers!

These are the ones I remember. Men continue to mystify me. The list continued to make me wonder what other men would like to see in their future wives. Any wacky conditions? Be honest! Oh, and women, you are free to diss men in your comments because I decided ena 7ada it's relevant;p

Becoming Jane

In all the important documents in the world they say that everyone is equal and all that. They also say that we have freedom of opinion and expression. Examples: our constitution, the Declaration of Independence, and Declaration of the Rights of Man. Why don't those who are narrow-minded just believe in that and save us the headache of their closed minds? If you can't accept yourself, don't take it out on everyone else!

More on yesterday's event here and on Kuwait Times' front page.

Yesterday

[UPDATE]

[This article was left on our seats] As you can see from the pictures, the audience who lent its ears to the several speakers at the event was great. It was well-organized and very informative as well as motivating. The speakers included Abdulrahman AlTawheed, Ali AlRashed, M7amad AlSaddah, Lulwa AlQatami, Nora AlGhanim, Mariam AlSane, and Maram AlOtaibi. They all presented good arguments which will be hard to dispute. Most of the points I had in mind were mentioned by AlSaddah and Maram. I saw hope in those who attended. The words were strong and challenging.

Maram mentioned how society labels private schoolers as "corrupt." As a private schooler myself, I believe that most, if not all, private schoolers are sensitive about this issue. Being labeled "corrupt" meant that we are not raised well, cannot make moral decisions for ourselves, and are inferior to public schoolers. I don't want to generalize or offend anyone, but the stories I heard about public schoolers shock me. I realized that what we have in our schools is almost nothing to what I heard about other schools, including ElMa3had ElDeeni.

Now, these assumptions rarely affect me. The long debate I've participated in has died because other more important debates have appeared. What to say? I'm just glad to know that there is a fair amount of people who agree on putting their differences behind them to unite for a cause that will lead to a realistic version of novels such as The Giver and 1984.

Funniest moment of the event: The lady sitting next to me jumped in her seat when the next to last speaker, Jassem ElQames yelled, "MALKUM AMAL!"

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TODAY

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I've talked to more than one person about this event. I was surprised by the many points of view I got. If you do not agree with segregation, you didn't surprise me. However, I am surprised by the people who said things like "What's the point?", "All they do is talk!", and "They need to do more than just gather supporters and talk to them." This "talk" is proof that we are strong enough to stand up for what we believe in and that we are united enough to go beyond our differences to attend such an event. I'm sorry you feel that way. This is awareness for a cause that is affecting our country, and I'm sorry your eyes and hearts are not open enough for your own country to see that.

H, thanks;*

I shall update:)

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P.S. w 3ashan ma yez3al elakh Kila Ma6goog, I emphasize on his much appreciated parts.

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Killing Me Softly

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Fans of The Amazing Race?

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F. posted about this website. Here's my painting:)

La et3ayboun! I'm talented;p

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Another field of immense talent: cooking.. NOT! Okay, for those who don't know me, I really don't know how to cook. I know how to eat and dine well, but I cannot cook to save my life! Anyways, so yesterday I attempted to cook kuba b laban because I felt like it, and no one was giving me face enough to cook it for me. Thank goodness I lent my camera to H otherwise I would post my shameful dish. Basically, it looked like water and flour with brown lumps;\ I need to find a man who cooks. Really.

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Nymphadora, please fix the settings on your blog because I want to comment!;p

Kisha!

Hal mara sij Hearts and Flowers. Introducing... Muffy Cake's Love Edition;)

My favorite are the cookies, the fudge ball brownies, and Charming;p

The Cook Book

Okay! I have to do this fast. Second post today:)

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Remember when I dissed Lalique's Amethyst? Well, Cat has convinced me to try it again! Will update since it might become my signature perfume;p

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My friend needed help writing a poem:

Bebe says:
its goood ;P
listen im writing a poeem this is what i got i need to more lines :

Give me reason, don't give me choice
I'd do anything just to hear ur voice
its gay i kno lool bes mali 5ilg

I couldn't help cracking up! I don't care if I'm mean because I'm not okay with the amount of coffee I'm down to!

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A fellow blogger has written a must-read. I refuse to discuss it at length, but he emphasized on the fact that we choose what we want to be. You choose whether or not you want to be open to different people. You choose whether or not you will respect other people's point of view. You choose whether or not you're okay with who/what you are. The problem this fellow blogger has written about is something that is upsetting because it is hyperbolic in some cases. I fail to understand why it is being made a problem. Faith is a personal matter, and things are being done differently in the same sect. These are the four parts:

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Hearts & Flowers

J sent me these a while ago. Outkasty, I know how much you love ads.. So, this is for you:)

Yes, you guessed it.. The question! Which one's your favorite? I like the first one, where the man is hung by a rope;p

Does it look like I care?

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A few days ago, I was at the Avenues with friends. I was tired and restless, and they were making me walk all over the place. Soon, I got sick of walking around (in new heels which hurt the soles of my feet), and I sat down while waiting for them to come out of a shop. Sitting next to me was a lady with two babies in their carts. The baby girl started crying, and the baby boy followed. Each wanted to get out of the cart. She took the baby girl out, and I offered to play with her while she calmed down the baby boy. I put the girl (in a flowery dress and hairband with a bow) in my lap and made faces until she giggled. I felt like having my own baby.

Oh, and lesson learned: there are nice strangers out there. Because more often than not, poeple are rude and annoyingly stuck up.

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Again, the question:

Why do we always bump into half of the people we know when we go out? Do you always stop and say hi and catch up?

ولا فاكر كلمة حتعيد اللي كان؟

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Major te7el6em, I'm warning you. We had a 3azeema at our place today. A half formal half informal thing because I don't really know the people all that well. So, I wake up and get ready for the guests, only to be told that there's work to be done. I had to shift tables and chairs, fill napkin holders, set the table, stir sauces, clean dishes, etc. This also means going to the kitchen frequently while they are cooking food. My dress smells like the food, and I have to change. I really really really hate it when I have an outfit planned, and I'm forced to wear something else... ESPECIALLY WHEN THE SOMETHING ELSE IS A DARA3A! ;@

Anyways, so the people come, and my dad decides to put me in charge of everything. I've hosted parties, dinners, lunches, and gatherings before, so I know what to do most of the time even if it's people I don't know well. However, everyone seemed to think that the way I set the table or do such things is wrong when this is the way I've been doing it forever! So, I have people getting in the way of doing things throughout the 3azeema! Oh, and people kept leaving the spoons in the dishes when there's a small plate thing for the utensils under every dish! I had to keep getting up from the table to put them in the right place, so they don't become too hot to hold since there's a candle under almost every dish;S

After the guests are moved to another room, and the dining room has been cleared, it's time for dessert. Question: how many times do you change your mind when asked what you want for dessert?! Will you please make up your mind?! So, when everyone's served, I take a seat next to my dad. I sit there silently most of the time because there's really nothing they are talking about that interests me until someone asks me the occasional "What do you study?", "How old are you now?", and "Do you drive?"

I don't want to go through this again. I'm cranky and exhausted. I need a massage;(

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I'm having a lot of questions these days, so here goes the one for this post:

How many chances would you give a person whose hurt you over and over again?

Home Sweet Home

I've been having trouble sleeping recently. You know, when you're so sleepy, but your eyes are wide open. That sort of thing which drives me nuts, and so now, I'm a very cranky psychotic young lady. Plus, I'm being extremely emotional. People I care about may have noticed the level of being sentinmental that I have reached. *SIGH*

Moving on, because I'm lying in bed with my eyes wide open, I'm thinking all kinds of things. Sharing is caring. Ya3ni sij elkwaiti can't stop making me wonder. For example:

Kalb bn 16! (16 sheno?)

Ykaser merda7ech.. (Sheno ya3ni merda7 a9lan?!)

Rethaina bel bain w elbain ma retha fena.. (Elbain ma yadri 3ankum. You're alive! W ghasben 3alaikum terthoun mu mn 6eebkum. Nonsense!)

Anyways, fa I decided to start questioning.. Fa eli 3enda a convincing explanation for these examples, let me know.

I have a problem using Kuwaiti sayings in the right context, so instead of sounding wise as intended, I sound stupid. I should stop that, sa7?;$

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Randomly, this morning I had to go drive around and run a few errands. Being completely obsessed with my teeth, I went to the dentist for the second time in the last 3 weeks. I don't like the dentist, but I go anyway because I l have this serious thing going on with my teeth. It was funny. The dentist kept poking around my teeth while staring at my eyes! I couldn't giggle, and I couldn't help but be worried;p

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I don't feel like writing about my birthday, but here's a sneak peek;)

Wrapped:

Unwrapped:

Thanks 6ab6abs (pics above), A (mako pics, I only had my phone with me, and I hate bad quality pics), and H (pics later if I feel like it). Oh, and I didn't get any Valentine stuff this year.. just books, cake, diamonds, money, and other stuff I really wanted, so YAY!;*

Ghamza

Reasons for not being able to post/comment regularly: infected laptop + being 19

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Besides being my birthstone, my pseudo Amethyst has an interesting story behind it, which I found on Wikipedia:

The Greek word "amethystos" (αμέθυστος) basically can be translated as "not drunken." Amethyst was considered to be a strong antidote against drunkenness, which is why wine goblets were often carved from it. Supposedly, when a drunken Dionysus was pursuing a maiden called Amethystos, who refused his affections, she prayed to the gods to remain chaste. The goddess Artemis granted the prayer, transforming her into a white stone; humbled by Amethystos' desire to remain chaste, Dionysus poured wine over the stone she had become as an offering, dyeing the crystals purple.

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What does it mean if you have been having the same dream over and over again for the past few years?

Glance?

This week has been therapist week for me. I don't know why people come to me to vent, but I've been told that I'm a good listener. Therapy sessions bring me closer to people, so I'm actually benefitting from being the person they come to for a talk. I really do learn a lot. It helps me accept different people, and it helps with not being judgemental and all that. Anyways, this is what I learned this week: some men are really pigs. I have to share but objectively and without details.

Session #1 & #2:

A married couple is going through problems. Why? The husband's drunk close relative is calling him late at night or in the crack of dawn, and he refuses to answer because he doesn't want his wife to know that this person is a drinker. The wife thinks that he is messing around with other girls because he is avoiding picking up the phone when she is around.

Session #3:

She broke up with him, but she is not over him. He's moved on. She's jealous.

Session #4:

Her husband is avoiding her because he doesn't like her new look. He even makes negative comments on her new hair style, clothes, and what not which upset her greatly.

Session #5:

She comes across her ex, and it's not a nice experience.

Session #6:

She doesn't understand why her husband wouldn't let her go on a road trip with her aunts, uncles, and cousins for one day.

Session #7:

They ended it years ago. He's still after her, but she doesn't want him because she never wanted to be more than friends in the first place. He won't give up.

Session #8:

His parents' relationship is troubled, and he's taking out on his wife.

So, anyone want to hire me?

Butterfly

"I like life. It's something to do."

Ronnie Shakes