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Showing posts with label ramblings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ramblings. Show all posts

Sunday, 11 May 2008

Wild Imaginations Are Not a Thing of The Past

Okay, I'd understand if people have a problem trusting others, but what if they have a problem believing people too?! In all seriousness, this is a seriously serious issue. 

I trust people. It's something that I choose to do and I'm responsible for. Now, there's nothing wrong with trusting the right people, but the thing is I'm starting not to believe a word they say. AT ALL! 

It is unbelievable! A number of people nowadays are professionals at spinning up their own stories, even though they know they can be caught very easily. Do you know how annoying this is? I listen to someone talk and genuinely get immersed into the conversation and become an "active listener"... and then? I find out it was absolute bullshit. Not cool! 

Most of the time, the person talking is just re-telling something that happened, so basically they hear one side of the story (which is fabricated and totally made up) and re-tell it. I don't know whether to cry or laugh! I usually tell a person to double check their sources or just say that they are nowhere near the truth, other times I just shut up to avoid problems. Some people don't like to be told that they are wrong, which is another topic to be handled. So, I just stay quiet, I don't need to stir family problems. Sometimes, I just wish that I don't know the things I know. Other times I'm glad I do because it makes life so much more amusing and I get to internally laugh my ass off. Oh, and the other people who just simple make up stories are another story by themselves. I'm not going to waste my time on them.

If you're going to tell me something, tell me the whole truth and nothing but the truth or shut the hell up! There's a chance you might look stupid, have your ego bruised, WHATEVER, that happens! You're not always going to be the hero!

N.B Telling a one-sided story and covering up the other half is just as bad as telling a lie!

Thursday, 24 April 2008

Fortune Cookies Would've Been More Accurate


How many of you have had your fortunes read? No not the typical reading of the palms or the tarot cards or even through the mystic all-knowing crystal ball. I'm talking about the more sinister, so freaky they could be true, local fortune tellers. Yes, I know that you'll be damned for all eternity if you even think about trying it out, but I just had to for my own curiosity.

Let me just start by saying that it's better not to believe any little word they say because they give you false hope which you pretend like you don't even care about and know it's not going to happen but there's a tiny little shred of hope that says
"you never know, it might really happen!"... but guess what? None of it is true and it will never ever happen! Aha, I'm bitter. The one I went to told me that I'm going to meet someone tall and handsome, in a high position by the end of the year. That happened LAST YEAR. So yeah, no gorgeous doctor knocked on my door anytime late last year. Who's the sucker now?

I only did it once, felt cheated and vowed to never do it again. What was really weird is that the lady got every little detail about my family and issues that were happening at the time that
 no one knew about. She probably had help from you-know-what. I did the thing where you had to throw shells and coins all over the place and basically some shells symbolized people, coins showed events and stuff like that. It was so random that it was hard to believe that she wasn't making everything up, but the things that she got right were irrelevant like family issues, daily stuff etc, and the things she got wrong all had to do with me; for one, the handsome, tall guy not passing my way. What a way to get a girls hopes up!

The experience was very intriguing to say the least, but I knew that her words shouldn't be taken seriously and never to be believed, so it was more of a kind of entertainment where you just hear a lot of talk but only 20% is accurately precise. So the moral of the story is, if you want to hear about things you already know that are happening in your life, and be given
false hope of things that are "supposedly" going to happen soon, then go book your session right now. Just don't be mad at me if your gorgeous doctor doesn't pop up too.

Saturday, 19 April 2008

Tomorrow is Canceled Due To Lack of Interest

Wayfarer wearing, clothes skimping, colorful palette of a face people are
 all around these days. 


I must say that Kuwaiti women are either really stylish or don't know how to pull off a decent outfit if their life depended on it. It's funny that the majority are at either end of the fashion spectrum, and then there are the middle cluster that pass by under the radar, not grabbing any wanted or unwanted attention. But what is of most interest to me is the fact that style is innate, some people are born with it while others acquire it with time plus a monthly subscription to Vogue. This brings me to an important issue I have to address, a burden I have 
to get off my back, which may not come as much of a surprise to some and that is... 

money can NOT buy you style. 

Yes ladies, getting your hands on the latest Dior monogram jeans, jacket, t-shirt and cap in all their hideous shades does not instantaneously make you "stylish". I quoted stylish because style is subjective, everyone has their own style, but becoming a sheep to the latest trends, wait a minute, who am I kidding, Dior monogram anything's should be caged and put in a glass box with a warning sign:
"For Shameful Viewing Purposes Only. Do Not Attempt to Duplicate. EVER!"

Back to what I was saying. Being stylish means having a good idea of what looks good on YOU! You don't need a D&G logo plastered across your chest to look up to date, and sure you can wear it if it looks good on you, but please don't pair it with D&G jeans with the silver tag on the behind. If you do then I suggest you contact D&G; they need to reimburse you for your ad effort!

For all those chic, confident fashionistas... I salute you! I love going out and watching sensibly dressed ladies who know a thing or two about how to create an outfit and pull it off so easily like it was something out of a magazine. You make me feel proud! 

Thursday, 17 April 2008

Who's in Control?


Life is a series of systematic disruptive interventions! 

That's just a fancy way of saying life is all about fate, events that happen beyond your control, you can't foresee them and best of all they're inescapable. Am I the only one who gets excited about that? Okay I won't be excited if I leave the house and lightning strikes me but you get the idea of not knowing what's right behind the corner. I love surprises, bad/good, whatever, I love them all! 

Talking about surprises, the thunderstorm that happened a couple of days ago was one hell of a surprise, talk around town is that it's going to pass by again today or tomorrow. To everyone who thinks that it snowed in Kuwait, no it did not, it was just hail, which is so last decade, we need something new like cherry flavored icicles flying our way. Anything to take the attention away from the upcoming elections a.k.a the popularity race.