I have developed this habit to coming into work at 8:00 am everyday. I never understood the reason why I do this. Is it because we are expected to just come early before everyone else in the building? We are supposed to have a normal 9 – 4:30 work day hours. It says so on our contracts.. but who really follows what is written?

So why do I have to constantly get up at 7:00 am and leave the house by 7:30 am every day? I am cranky, headachy, and I am sick of coming to work half asleep.

I think I come early in the winters so I can leave before sunset, but I do this all year long. Arghhh.. I want to just sleep for one more hour!!

When I used to work hourly it was a lot more flexible and I didn’t feel bad or guilty for coming to work at 10 am. Oh well… capitalism and working for anyone sucks! I want to be a lazy bum on my island.. when will I get my island so I can sleep in peace without having to worry about work or getting up early to work?!

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Is it me or I end up being friends with people that are so dramatic that my drama and complaints about life are nothing compared to other people.

This is my day:

8:05 am

I got to work.

8:10 am

Phone call from my friend. Ignore her for a bit till I got my coffee.

I called her to see what’s up around 8:20 am. She was telling me about the guy she met off Arablounge that came to see her this weekend. She was happy and excited and at the same time a bit sad that he left this morning. Simple, 10 min conversation.

9:45 am

She calls again.

She is bored and doesn’t have much to do and she feels awkward and sad that he left and doesn’t really know what is gonna happen.. and they talked about marriage and stuff and their parents.

I argued with her, “Why the hell you talk about marriage with a guy you just met?”

She said, “I want to get married and I am sick of trying find the perfect guy and just dating. That’s my mistake. No one took me seriously because I never discussed it.”

I said, “you think discussing it right away is gonna make a difference? A guy can tell you he wants to marry you a million times but doesn’t mean he will! Look at me for example. The ass hole ex said he wanted to marry me 10 million times and I kept saying no because it was an iffy relationship and half the time we spent it fighting and then he wanted to make up and think things will get better. That didn’t work did it! I told him off and that’s how it ended cause I got sick of him making me feel guilty or sad towards him. So stop being a fool. I was but I ended it because I got sick of it. What happened to me? I became insane and depressed. You want to end up worse than me? Go ahead.”

So we continually argued back and forth. I was skeptical from the beginning and when I saw that he was talking and giving out his contact info and his phone numbers to other girls on Arablounge, then I knew this was a joke.

10:45 am

I called her back to see what she is doing and not feeling all depressed. Yet, she was. So I wanted to be a good positive person and reassured her that things will be ok if she was patient and takes things slowly.

12:30 pm

She called me weeping and telling me, “oh my god, he is back on Arablouge after he removed his account. Why did he do that? He doesn’t want me. No guy wants me. I will never get married. Blah blah blah………”

At this point I got tired of talking to her and told her I got to go.

1:45 pm

She calls me back saying, “please Mona. Can you see his profile and if he is online.”

So I did and I told her, he is visible, but not online.

She said, “I called him and he said he was busy, blah blah.”

2:30 pm

She calls me again and tells me to see his profile and I told her he hid it now.

This is when I got pissed and just wanted to khalas, to stop talking to her about this.

3:45 pm

She calls me again and talks to me about her feelings and how guys don’t like her and why bad things happen to her and no one takes her seriously.

I get home around 4:20 pm, and I go online and then I told her, “stop acting like this. You are creating drama for this guy. I asked you before did you fall for him and I know you did or you wouldn’t be so dramatic about it. Get over it. I can’t believe you fall for guys that easily and want to get married this way. Stop the drama! ”

It is 5:30 pm now and she is trying to contact him and see why he had not replied to her yet and she is probably crying and sad now.

I always knew me and her had a lot in common, but the drama is driving me insane. Her fear that he will tell her that he is not interested anymore and she would be rejected again. So I told her, “Why the hell you are bitchy and mean, and when it gets to guys you are so mushy and gullible? Stop it. It makes me sick. Be mean and be your self. You take charge and don’t let any guy play with your feelings. You will never get married this way and I don’t understand why you are so desperate to get married. You hit 26 years old and it hit your brain too. It is making you feel old and unwanted. You are nutz and I am older than you and I don’t act this way. So end it now and stop it!”

Guess what? She won’t listen to me until she is completely heart broken and feeling like shit, and I have to be a witness and her psycologist for the next few weeks.

Honestly.. why do people want me to help them? I am too realistic and I tell people the truth and to shut up. They don’t listen.

I am happy being alone and not having to suffer from such daily drama. I can convince my self that I am not pretty and not well liked than have to go through a dramatic life again. I don’t want to love or fall for any guy ever if I only end up fighting and him acting like a show off ass all the time! My lord I am so happy to be alone and focusing on my life and what I want then having to deal with some dumb ass that plays with my feelings.

What makes me sad and the reason I am writing all this because it breaks my heart that my best friend is putting her self through it. It just makes me mad! I have to resort to chocolate, coffee, and various types of caffeinated drinks just to deal with this situation. I feel like I am the one going through this, and not her!

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I wanted to get into a bit more advertisement for my site and I know that my movie editing and creation skills have been rusty lately since I have not done it in such a long time. So I decided to make this video as a first commercial to my blog. I tried to upload it to youtube, but the encoding sucks. So I decided to check out dailymotion and it is a lot better!

What do you think?

I know it is a bit awkward in the end, but I am working on something better and longer. This is just my first experiment!

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I was bored and I spent the evening stumbling pages using my Stumbleupon tool bar and I was reading up on best ways to be a good partner, etc. Yah, I read junk like that from time to time. So I decided to write down arguments that I constantly had to hear from having a relationship with an Arab guy.

Argument One:

“Why don’t you act more like my brother’s wife and listen for a change.”

Response:

“No.”

What I really meant:

“Don’t fucken ever think I will change my personality and the way I am to please you and your family. If you think that way and you don’t like the way I am, then go find another girl.”

Argument Two:

“Let’s go to this restaurant. It is nice and cozy and they have big proportions we can share.”

Response:

“No. I picked that one.”

What I really meant:

“You are so frigge’n cheap, fine I will pay for food!”

Argument Three:

“I spend my evenings playing tarneeb (cards) with my friends all night. That’s why I didn’t call you, and there is nothing else to do in this city.”

Response:

“Fine. Good for you. Hope you had fun.”

What I really meant:

“I know you spend your weekends going to night clubs getting drunk like the ass you are. Yet, you want a girl who is nice, quiet, doesn’t argue or talk back like your brother’s wifes. What a fucking hypocrite.”

Argument Four:

“My car broke down, and I couldn’t come to see you and I never ever would take the bus.”

Response:

“Poor you, it sucks having a used car with so many problems.”

What I really meant:

“You are a dumb ass who is too cheap to fix your car and want to only drive your shitty car around and think public transits are for uncool and poor people. Missing work and school for a few days is not good for you! By the way, I hope to never see you again!”

If I was married than the conversations will get more interesting and not as argumentative over stupid things, but finding an Arab guy that I can stand is like finding a needle in a hay stack. I need a guy who is not a chauvinistic dumb ass. I like down to earth guys who just want to live life without having to always worry about what others think.

I have been thinking about this lately. Do I have to marry an Arab? It has to be Muslim, but not Arab. Hmm.

Anyways, I have also noticed that some Arab guys have to impress their friends so much by having a car handy and having the latest and most expensive gadgets all the time and always thinking that everyone else sucks compared to how cool they are. Why the hell is that?

Why can’t some be original and stop caring about what others think?

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