One thing that I hate is two faced people. I can’t stand them with every tiny being of my soul!

Today, was like any other day. No, it was believe me, filled with nothing, and I did nothing, but the “new boss” insisted to take us out to lunch for my farewell. Obviously, he was paying, and we went to a normal priced restaurant and we each got the most expensive plate. We took advantage of the situation indeed.

It was a very strange lunch. My co-workers, allah yikhaleehom, talk so much and they can start any conversation about anything. They can entertain them selves with any topic about anything. Obviously, it didn’t interest “him” much and he wasn’t engaged in it. Then after the mediocre feast, he said something that made me want to reply back with a diss or two, but I thought, he bought me lunch, and I was hungry.

He said, “well, I wish I got more time to get to know you.” I heard that and a million thoughts permeated my brain faster than women lined up infront of a department store waiting to run through the doors at 7 am for the major 85% sale!!

Here is his problem over the past 5 months.

1. He has been the so-called “boss” since April. That’s one, two, three, four, five months!
2. This was the first time we had lunch with him ever.
3. This was the longest period of time he spent talking to us.
4. He never bothered with what we did. He just kept asking, “is it done?” However, he never ever looked at how our software looks and the functionality of each one at all.
5. He fears us.

So, he is sorry for not spending more time getting to know me, eh? He never bothered, and at one point he questioned my skills by saying, ‘I heard you are good with graphic design and stuff, prove it?”

All I can say, “thank you God for giving me the patience to stay this long with uncaring awful management. Thank you for giving me the willpower to quit before I lost every ounce of sanity I had left in me. And thank you God, for hopefully having a better lunch tomorrow with my old boss where it will be normal and like I am really leaving a job because he actually talks and cares about us. It will be a proper good bye. Amen!!”

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

I am obviously not normal. If I was, I wouldn’t have a blog at all and just sit and do nothing and let someone else do the thinking for me. (Like that would ever happen.) Anyways, suddenly, out of no where, I think of a word, and I want to look up the meaning and how the world perceives that word. Why was it used? How it is used?

I thought of the word: insanity. (For obvious reasons.)

I didn’t look up the meaning in a dictionary because I obviously know what it means. So I clicked on Wikipedia because it provides more of a historical meaning, and this is the first line of the idea behind insanity.

Traditionally, insanity or madness is the behaviour whereby a person flouts societal norms and may become a danger to himself and others.

Oh how I loved this sentence. Let’s analyze it. First, they start off the sentence with “traditionally.” Is insanity a traditional behavior? Duh! Read some history, especially about the greatest leaders in history. Were they insane? You cannot be a leader unless you are 100% insane! It’s a known tradition!

Secondly, which is the best part of the whole sentence, “[insanity is a] behaviour whereby a person flouts societal norms … ” I read that and I was like wow! That’s me! I guess now I can change my site’s name from Rebellious Arab Girl, to Insane Arab Girl. They both mean the same. I FLOUT SOCIETAL NORMS!

Lastly, the final part of the sentence states: “[an insane person] may become a danger to himself and others.” Well, let’s not get into details, but yeah. That’s what happens when you are insane. You end up harming your self because you think that everyone else in the world is wrong, and you are right. It’s a mental problem, I have to admit that.

Anyways, what other words are out there that describe me and my site? Hmm… I will look up another one another day. I love words. All filled with 102319020918 meanings!

P.S. Yes, I am insane. Half the crap that I have written on here is pure B.S and only an insane person would write. But, maybe only an insane person would read it as well! Have you ever thought of that possibility? Eh?

Blah Blah, They said what?, Whatever!

I have been browsing the evil website called Facebook and I noticed that there are some blogger fan pages. I am like cool! Then I see that the creator of the fan page is the blogger them selves. Hmm? A bit self centred aren’t we? I mean, that’s something I would do, but you know me, I despise Facebook and I only use it to upload pics and share it with my friends. Facebook is the Devil with a capital D!! It is just another site, but I like the groups and fan pages because I get to know more about people I like and the latest buzz.

However, bloggers? Aah.. ok fine. I will join your self made fan pages, but seriously.. seriously… by all seriousness.. you already have a blog and a fan base. Why do you need Facebook to reassure it? Try to strive for something bigger, like CNN!

Funny, They said what?

Warning: I am going to act like a total bitch right now and say a few mean things. So don’t read if you don’t want to. I warned you!

Grammar? Do you guys know what grammar is? I am not the best at it, but I can put a few sentences together and make sense. I studied English all my life. Also, I am bilingual. I studied two languages growing up, Arabic and English.

I am going to admit, I suck at writing Arabic now cause I don’t practice it. However, I can read and write, but I will not write in Arabic because it will be embarrassing for me since I can’t write well. So I avoid it, and only write in English. Hence, my blog is 99.99% English.

Why am I discussing grammar? What’s the point? The point is, that if you cannot WRITE English well, don’t write it! Screw spelling. I can live with your spelling mistakes, but grammar? Seriously, DON’T comment or email me trying to write a couple of sentences or paragraph and except me to understand it. I DON’T UNDERSTAND IT! I am gibberish illiterate and I look down upon HORRIBLE grammar! Please, don’t WRITE in English. Write it in Arabic. I can read! Or write in English phonetics. I can read it, and I understand it. I am fluent! Don’t worry! However, DON’T write in English if you think that directly translating from Arabic writing to English writing would make sense. It doesn’t at all!

Let me point out the most common problems I see.

1. In English, there is no feminine or masculine nouns! We use pronouns he/she/it/they for that!
2. In English, “a” is used before a word that starts with a consonant to suggest the singularity of an object, and “an” before a word that starts with a vowel!
3. In English, singular and plural verbs don’t all end in “s”. It is not “they wants!”
4. In English, apostrophes are used for a reason, especially in “its” (possessive) and it’s (it is).

I can write more grammar problems I see every day, but my fingers hurt right now from banging on the keyboard! So if you are weak in English, don’t write it thinking that a direct translation will work! It doesn’t. I remember from elementary school that Arabic grammar is not so easy. It is very different and complicated. So don’t bother. No one will understand it. Either you sit down and learn some basic grammar, or save me the trouble of scratching my head trying to figure out what you are trying to say. I am not so bright when it comes to gibberish. So spare me the trouble, and just write it in the language you are familiar with. I can READ both languages and comprehend them!

Angry, Blah Blah, They said what?, Whatever!

I got an email yesterday from a loyal reader who gave me some suggestions for topics to write about. He said that he wants me to do polls and stuff, and one of them was this, “if you can give Mona or her fans a gift, what would it be?”

So far I got great gifts from my readers. I got amazing music made on my behalf over a month ago, and I get wallpapers, and great emails. However, what would you give as a gift for everyone else? For those who read my site?

I already gave them a gift of writing what they can’t say, or don’t know how to say it out loud. However, what would you give as a gift to online fellow readers and commentors. Hmm.. ? Pretty much to strangers you don’t know in person, but you had such a small interaction with through my site? A song? A melody? A poem? A picture? I don’t know. I think it is hard to give a gift to a broad audience.

Anyways… here is some music for you.. Tableh (derbakeh), or the Arabic drum. (From a Lebanese party!)

Blah Blah, My taste of Music, They said what?