The worst thing about work is not your co-workers. Actually, your co-workers are the cherry on the pie. They make it all fancy, bitter sweet and first thing you eat before you continue you on to the good stuff. Why am I talking about pies? I ate too much and I think I need a bucket of sweet fudge so I can complete the digestion.

So, is there anything really good about work? Not really, but with everything bad, there has to be something a lot worse. WAY worse.

Let’s talk about public washrooms. In any work place or any public place, you got to share the washroom with someone else. Where I work it is pretty disgusting and lots of old people use it. I mean old! I would label them as people in the edge of retirement. Moreover, I get grossed out really quickly. I mean real quick that I actually make vomit noises. Not BLAH, but BLAAHHHHHH!!

So what did I do to resolve my public washroom phobia and utter disgust. I picked the last stall in the washroom, and I found a trick to close the door from the outside so it will look like it is out of order. That way no one can use it during the day except me. I know it has been cleaned cause those lazy custodians do open everything and report everything that is out of order. Well, this stall of mine I labeled it with a MONA. Stamped and approved by ME! I hate public washrooms so much, and I had to resolve this problem in any way possible. Even if it means that I got to use the most stealthy, and ruthless methods to do so. It is a solution, and it WORKS just damn fine.

Angry, Blah Blah, Funny, Random Thoughts, Whatever!

I have been getting emails and comments from people asking why I have been mentioning marriage a lot the past few days.

Did I ever say I was getting married?

Did I ever say I got engaged?

Did I ever say that some crazy messed up dude actually likes me?

Am I the selfish one, and that’s why I have been trying to get advice about the topic?

You know what’s funny. My best friend called me last night around 11:00 pm angry. I even saw an angry facebook message on my wall too from her. I was like shit. What the hell happened!?! She was angry cause of what is written on my blog and what the visitors said. My blog has become too personal that I get calls in the middle of the night about it. Good thing I have ONE best friend who reads my blog every day. Can you imagine anymore of my friends reading it daily? Anyways, after our short but awesome conversation with me half asleep and talking through my pillow she asked, “is that post about selfishness about me? AM I SELFISH?” I said, “no!!!!!!!!”

Then this morning I open up my email box with 12309182903 emails saying, “you getting married? Are you selfish?”

I AM NOT GETTING MARRIED. MY BEST FRIEND IS NOT GETTING MARRIED! IT WAS JUST A RHETORICAL QUESTION. That’s all!

So you people who are on crack just like me, PLEASE STOP making obscure assumptions. I am not getting married and I am the last person on earth to be selfish.

Angry, Blah Blah, They said what?

Do selfish girls ever get married? Same goes for guys.

Hmm??

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I came up with a list of wedding songs in the past, but then I thought to my self, meh, the odds of me ever getting married anytime in the near future is slim to none. According to Arabian culture, I am not desirably fair skinned and light eyed, and I am way expired. My expiry date was December 23, 2003. That’s when I turned 23 and I became at the edge of too old to be eligible for marriage. Ok, some may argue 24, but common, 24 is not the same as 23. IT’S ON YEAR OLDER! Your skin is sagging by then and can’t have kids! :think:

So, I may not appear to be the patriotic Palestinian as I am required to be. With my blog I feel I have to live up to a standard. I swear it is getting difficult. Anyways, 3 more days to go for our gloomy celebration of being the world travelers because we got kicked out of our homes. 60 years! 60!

Anyways, I decided this. For the crazy patriotic Palestinian brotha from anotha motha who will end up marrying me, we will be playing and singing the national anthem of Palestine no matter what. I am sorry, but it is a rule. Can’t have a Palestinian wedding without the anthem playing. That’s a big no no and a bad omen to the marriage!! :argh:

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This is long over due for sure. A nice fan named Geena asked me about Arab beauty and how it is perceived in our culture. Oh what a topic I thought to my self. After all the shit load of nonsense I have been writing on my site I failed to mention one of the most important cultural upheavals in the Arab world!

She asked me a lot of questions and mailed me a word document of them. I was like wow. This is professional work. She spent the time writing and making it worth while, and I got to make all the time in the world! I mean it, ALL THE TIME minus those hours when I actually sleep and dream of world domination. However, that’s another story I shall discuss later.

She asked …….

1. Does the current image of Arab beauty include all complexions of Arabs? Does it include ‘typical’ Arab facial features including dark eyes, dark hair, noses, lips, etc.

Arab beauty has changed so much in the media and within our own culture. Arab women are obsessed with marrying off their sons to gorgeous model type girls with blue eyes and light hair thinking that their offspring will inherit the recessive genes and become one too. It’s funny, I will tell you a story actually. We know this family who’s daughter is very pretty. Petite, light eyes, hazel green, and just plain pretty. She married an ok looking guy and his family are ok looking too. They are ordinary and not wow you know. Well, since I studied Biology and know a bit about genetics and disproving any cultural obsession, brown eyes and being a bit tan is a DOMINANT trait! We are dominant and that’s why most of us are DARK! So her new born daughter who is one now looks 100% like the father’s family.

Anyways, what’s wrong with being dark, gorgeous, and have wide mysterious Arabian eyes? We look good for a reason! That’s why the western world has an obsession with tanning salons. Tan looks GOOD!

2. Is there a preferred body shape/size?

Petite, 120 pounds, anorexic is good because moms have something to nag about before the wedding.

3. If not, how do you feel about the obsession with light-skin and the pervasiveness of fair-skinned Arab celebs?

They are all fake, what’s there to like? Why would such an extravagant culture such as the Arabian world want the same looking girls? It’s like they all go to the same plastic surgeon. All the same NOSE and big bloated lips! I bet they also do what Michael Jackson did with his skin, remove all the pigments!

4. Is the obsession for fair skin equally demanding on men?

Men? They can be hideous looking and they still want to marry a gorgeous fair skinned girl so the gene pool of their family would change. They seriously need to study genetics and maybe do what Michael Jackson did.

5. How do you feel about bleaching crème? Is it as popular in the Middle East as it is in countries like India?

Hmm, bleach is normal in the Arab world to lighten the hair on the arms and face. That’s about it. But really would not change the skin colour obviously!

6. What are your views about the typical Eurocentric look that many (if not most) Arab celebrities have?

The whole world is a global village now and everyone dresses and acts the same. The problem I see with celebrities that they don’t represent the Arab world at all. They represent them selves only so they can become famous outside the Arab world by looking and acting like them.

7. Is there a silent rule within the Arab entertainment industry about a certain ‘look’ someone is supposed to have in order to succeed?

Perfection is what they aim for. The look has to be perfect. Lots of makeup, large eyes, light skin, and light eyes. Anything that will grab men’s attention so the revenue in anything they try to represent in the media will increase!

8. I have found from a search on pre-colonial Arab beauty standards that Islamic poets praised brown Arab women with dark eyes and hair before the arrival of Euro rule after which light eyes, hair and skin began to be favored. Link What are your thoughts on this?

MEN! That’s all I can say. They just want something different to what they are accustomed to. That’s all.

9. Do you know other Arabs feelings on this issue? If so, what?

It’s not any girl’s fault that she is born with darker skin, brown eyes, and dark hair. God made her this way, so why does society have to hate such common trait? If Arabs are so proud to be Arabic, then why are they not proud of the way they look?

I like the way I look. I am tan, have big brown eyes, and dark brown hair. I look like an Arab and I say I am Arab. I just happen to have a kick ass international name to accompany it. MONA!! Oh, you should ask about the name changes that Arabs do too. They love western names and change it to that. Aah Arabs. Why you people changed so much?

Updated: I was checking out my stats, and Marianna has posted a link to this post of mine on a forum. I was like wow. Pretty awesome I say.

Ranting as usual!, They said what?, Whatever!