Professor: blabla nuditity bla…
Jake: Did she just say nuditity?
Me: I believe so heh, I’m sure she meant nudity.
Professor: blablabla nuditIty blabla
Me: nuditity it is!
Professor: blabla voyeurism, fetishization and nuditity.
Jake: WTF is going on? Were you here last class?
Me: LOL no but apparently I should have been!
I was thinking about homesickness the other day and I started analyzing why I missed home so much. Why do I miss going out with my sister? Why do I miss sleeping on my mother’s lap? Why do I miss watching Cartoon Network with my baby brother? And more importantly, why do the people here (in America) not miss their families?
At first it seemed pretty obvious. First of all, I was raised in a society that was built on close family ties and second of all, I’ve lived at home my entire life! Never been away from my mom for more than 2-3 months and that’s when SHE travels and I’m still living in my house!
If I move to Italy with the future love of my life, in my own home would I still miss them? Is it THEM that I miss or is it what they represent? How do the people that live abroad do it? I’m sure they miss them but do they miss them like I miss them?? I mean they miss them after having not seen them for year! I’ve been here for nearly 2 years and I’ve been home since and i still miss them like CRAZY. I always want to know who’s doing what and who’s upset with who.
Is it a girl thing? Is it a Kuwaiti thing? Is it a human thing? MANIFAHMA but I need it to stop because I can’t miss them more than I already am. It’s stopping me from doing work and from processing things around me!
Ba3dain it’s my dream to move to italy before I’m 30, with the love of my life, and pick flowers! I don’t want to move JUST to pick flowers, I want to work there and pick flowers on my spare time :-p but flowers are involved nontheless! How am I going to do it then? I want to pick up and leave and only visit Kuwait once every year or two. So does missing the people in your life only work when you have no one to replace them with? If I had a lover and a house and a job somewhere else, would I miss them the same?
Hello Earthlings,
I am aware of how long I haven’t posted and for depriving you of myself, I truly apologize. Here’s what happened:
First, I left to go to my cousin’s graduation in another state I stayed there for a few days and then we all went to Vegas for some sexy time. We were joined by Borat. After that refreshing trip, I was stuck in airports for what seemed like a week but was really a day and finally I arrived at my apartment. I had to go to school the next day because I started summer classes and if that wasn’t hectic enough, a friend visited me that same day for two days. AFTER my friend left, I was standing in my apartment looking at the filth that had accumulated over the past 2 weeks and I decided to spend the next few days cleaning. After my apartment was super clean I decided to test it and eat ice cream off the floor. It didn’t work but I gave up. For I wasn’t socialized to be a cleaner.
Now, you might say “why adorra after you were done with all your school work and your friends and cleaning, why didn’t you blog then?” I’ll tell you my darlings! After I was done cleaning, I sat down in front of my laptop to post one of the 7 or so drafts that I have already written and to add to it a bit, but then I heard a 6irbakh! and my laptop crashed! Okay I didn’t really hear anything but it DID crash. Completely and utterly and I lost ALL my files, all my pictures, all my videos, every single document that I’ve written for school, every single received file I’ve ever had. All gone with the wind. I panic and take my lovely to Circuit City where they tell me that all is lost and will never be found again. I decide to go home and cry myself to sleep but wait wait.. what’s that I hear? another 6irbakh! MY FUCKING PHONE BROKE! No 6irbakh this time as well but the phone did break. So, no phone, no laptop, no friends, no bloggy.
and THAT my babies is how the cookie crumbles.
I am now writing this from the school lab but Andrew just called me and told me that my laptop is fixed so even though I will never love it the same way I used to, I will try to forgive it. I will try with all my heart. And hopefully I will be back to blogging and posting pictures (which I did take specifically for you!) and the whole nine yards.
When I was younger I would run away from my reality by immersing myself completely in books. One book after the other, I wouldn’t stop reading until I was far far away. Now that I’m older, I realize that I ran away from my reality by coming to the US. The more I run away, the more I feel lost and now I just can’t help but ask myself; what the fuck am I running away from?
SHAL KHIFAT 6EENA?!?! IYANEN!
If I was ever to get married through my parents, I know that I would be VERY picky because I’ve already given up on love and now would just do it out of 7annat omi or to be able to wipe those pitiful frowns off of people’s faces. LAKEN if a guy like THIS ikha6ebni khi6bat ahal, ooh yargesli hal ragsa bil khi6ba WALLAH WALLAH agool ee wana shaga il basma. shino hal zogha? The guy 3alaih khifat 6eena masarat wala istiwat AND he has rhythm.
On a side note, doesn't he look like Mr. Incredible from the Incredibles?
In other news, I’ve been here for almost 2 years now and ever since I first came I’ve wanted to create some videos for my mommy and sister to see where I live and whatnot. Seeing as how I don’t have a video camera and will have to rely on my regular camera, they will be in installments. First batch taken today kanaw shway khwara li’ana I can’t really drive while holding a camera so it wasn’t a very well thought out plan. Also, I forgot to delete pictures from the memory card so I kept having to stop and delete pictures. I’ve decided to do a weekly video post of some event or another if this works out. Don’t make fun of soti, tasweeri or madeenti wa shukran! Next time, it’ll be one longer video as opposed to 3 (1-2min) videos. Enjoy!
My video-making talents are flawless, I know.
Eric: Are you planning on staying afterwards?
Me: Maybe for a year or two, I wanna intern at Amnesty International
Eric: They don’t have that in Kuwait?
Me: They do but most of the organizations back home aren’t as active as I would like them to be
Eric: There’s always AlQaeda
Me: Of course there’s always that, I still have the pamphlet they handed out back in high school asking for recruitments
Eric: wait.. are you serious?
Me: Eric chub.
My friend called me before my evening class and told me to go home and get ready so that she could pick me up right after class and take me somewhere special. I did as I was told. I put on my party face and went to class. At 5 pm I headed to the parking lot and got into her car, we drove for 10 minutes to a Krogers parking lot and we parked there. We got out and started walking and walking and walking and walking.
We walked until we saw this
And we had arrived. At first we saw CNN and a bunch of other TV anchors, i mean I knew that I looked good but come on gentlemen give a girl some space!
We then proceeded to see the line of people that just kept getting longer and longer and longer by the minute. The people in the long line were the people who had tickets to the event. We were in the rejects line of people who were hoping to catch a glimpse of anything worth catching a glimpse of.
So we sat on the curb and just waited. We waited for 4 fucking hours. We were told to get on our feet at 9pm because they were going to escort us into a room where we would be able to see everything on a projector screen. Now I’m thinking, i didn’t wait in line for 4 fucking hours to see this event on TV, i could have done so from my couch but they took us in groups of 5 into this special room for rejects. We were in this guys group.
We waited for an hour looking at the damned screen and I pretending to be all sophisticated reading my book and playing with my pen.
An hour and a half later they FINALLY said that they were going to let some of us in to see the main event! wo0t! Since we were in the first couple of rows of the reject hall, we were guaranteed in and so we went in and things haven’t started yet and we happened to get good standing spots on the floor too! I wanna escalate the story further with more pictures of things before the main event but sadly the posters will give it away so I’m doing it in reverse. Obama baybee.
The speech was inspirational. The crowd was phenomenal. But we are Kuwaiti’s and we don’t vote in the US so at some point we got side-tracked (not during Obama’s speech though) and started taking pictures of things that were of interest to two young women:celebrity look-a-likes and annoying children.
We were trying to take a picture of the camera-men behind this bastard but he just wouldn’t stop looking. Isn’t it common courtesy not to look into other peoples cameras?
This is my friend with her AWESOME shirt. Then the annoying kid who was annoying the fuck out of us.
All in all, I’m going to have to say that I had a fantabulous time. We left there around 1 am and we walked all the way back to where our car was parked and then got burger king and called it a night.
We took a gajillion other photos but I don’t want to bore you to death with repetitive pictures. Sadly i did not get to touch him or steal his bottle of water even though I wanted to. Blonde bastard who did it before me. I didn’t even get a picture with him, I was practically trampled on by this crowd! I want him to be president now so that I can tell people that I met this guy before he was even president!
In other news, no news from the school I applied to yet. Yarabi ga3da 3ala a7ar min il jammer!
Sometimes I miss Kuwait
Then I hear something as ludacris as what I heard today
and I change my mind.
Tidbit:
Me: That is really sexist
Retard: Intay moo mitrabya ooh moo bint san3a li’ana mafi bint san3a ra7 itdish bain shabab witgool hal kilma, titkalemain chithee jidam obooch intay?
Me: Ee actually I do. Mattafact, he says it in front of me as well
Retard: EEE wani3ma il tarbiya. Banat hal ziman.
This is what I do in my spare time (Starting at 4:01). Yah. Ana yayya amreeka laish 3ayal?
Update:
Dee: ADORRA hal video a7iis wa7da mnhum entyy!! hathiii elii 3ala balha ehii fe night club :p Haaa???? sh’hal 7arakaaat hathii ?:P
(and then after I told her that it was in fact NOT me, even though the resemblance is uncanny!)
Dee: loool 3alaina 3alaina??? well she dances like you :p
Me: We only met yesterday.
Shoosh: HOW COULD YOU LIKE SOMEONE WITHOUT KNOWING HIS NAME?!!
Me: I DON’T KNOW WHY YOU’RE YELLING . I LIKE HIM. HE’S SMART
Shoosh: I’M YELLING LEANA MAYSEER YOU SETTLE FOR ANYONE!!
Me: AND HE’S SOMEWHAT FUNNY. HE’S NOT ANYONE!
Shoosh: SOMEWHAT IS NOT GOOD ENOUGH! SHLON YA3NI NOT ANYONE?
Me: YA3NI HE’S LIKE…HE IS ANYONE BUT HE’S MY ANYONE. I MEAN MADRI. I JUST LIKE HIM DAMNIT!
Shoosh: NOT GOOD ENOUGH!!
Me: Chub.
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Me: Wayyed thaki. His only flaw is that he’s not Kuwaiti? This coming from the girl that poked the Indian?
Shoosh: He’s not even in the US!
Me: The Indian wasn’t in Kuwait!
Shoosh: I don’t see how something can be created out of this!
Me: It CAN and it WILL.
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