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» Greyshorts yaboonich! :-p Also, I’ve always wanted Eiffel Tower panties. I Wonder where I can get me some of those.
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
In one of my political science classes today we played a little game where she divided up the class into partners and then sent 1 partner out of the room while she talked to the other partner and vice versa. We were playing the prisoners dilemma but we changed it up a bit to fit the situation of a classroom/cheating/failing. If you are not familiar with the scenario I am talking about then just read ahead and I will later on update this post with what I picked and what you should have picked, and trust me ladies and gentlemen there IS a right choice technically (although some may debate it).
There’s this dilemma that you might have heard about in Psychology/Sociology classes called the Prisoners Dilemma, it’s basically a scenario where you have committed a crime with an accomplice. You are caught but there is not enough evidence to put you away completely so the prosecutor gives you the choice to either confess or stay silent (he also gives this option to your accomplice but you have no way of contacting each other throughout)
If you confess, and your accomplice stays silent, you get a get out of jail free card and they get life imprisonment.
If you confess, and your accomplice confesses, you both get 20 years in jail.
If you stay silent, and your accomplice stays silent, you both get 5 years in jail.
Now, these are not debatable, you have no contact with your accomplice, and s/he is neither your friend nor your enemy. You just happened to commit a crime together. What would you pick and why? Would you confess or stay silent?
Update:
I chose to stay silent because I had hope in my bitch of a partner to stay silent and for both of us to get out in 5 years which is relatively better than all of the other choices, except for the one where I betray him/her which I would do but I kept thinking that if I thought like that, then they would think like that and we’d both end up confessing and going to jail for 20 years. I hoped that my good thoughts would penetrate the door and get to my partner. They didn’t. I ended up failing the class, or in this case life imprisonment.
Now, the right choice my comrades would have been to confess. It is what a “rational” individual would have done, as opposed to someone thinking of the collective good. What I (and Moniker) fell into was the Sucker Payoff, which basically means that we decided exactly the way our partners would have wanted us to decide because now they don’t have to go to jail at all. What all of you did (if we assume your partners confessed as well) falls under the dominant strategy. It is what most people do in order to maximize their profit. The optimal strategy though would have been for both of you to stay silent and get 5 years which is nothing, laken lil asaf, we have a bunch of backstabbing self-interested bloggers! You made the rational decision though, all of you except for Moniker (and me).
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.
Shoosh: Everything you’re NOT looking for is combined in this guy!
Me: but…
Shoosh: He might as well be a girl while he’s at it!
Me: He very well could be.
Shoosh: Because he has boobs?
Me: They’re called man-pecks.
Does masculinity oppose femininity?
Me: Ew Korat qadam! Wain il onootha?
Rain: Chub! Ana kili onootha aslan! 7atan laman al3ab a7e6 make-up.
Me: Ah, ee la kilich onootha 3ayal.
Disclaimer: I know that I sound like a retard for thinking that soccer isn’t for girls. I honestly don’t care if girls play soccer, I was just giving her a hard time because I hate it so much!
My friend and I decided to drive to a town that’s 2 hours away for the weekend because we were completely bored. We danced, we ate, we met new people and we had an interesting time overall. When we were about to leave, and I wasn’t the one driving, my friend turned onto a one way street going the opposite direction and then she asked me if this was a one-way street and when I told her it was she just turned into a parking lot to reverse. She put her car on reverse and at that exact moment a cop pulled up behind us! So he came and asked her for a license, and THANK GOD we had the GPS already on because we completely overplayed the “I’m an international student who has no idea where I’m going and I have boobies” role! It all worked out in the end and so he just told us to get on our way back home and left us at that. When he pulled back I wanted to take off my heels and wear my flats so I can get comfy in the seat. I got out of the car and opened the backseat to take out my flats when I heard someone yelling. I turned around not-so-frantically and saw someone’s man head out of the window of the building that belonged to the parking lot that we were in.
Head: Hey! Did you guys get busted on selling coke?
Me: Unfortunately.
Head: Why’d you bring the cops to us?
Me: I’m soooorry but (and I proceeded to tell him what happened)
Head: Yeah it’s a one-way street
Me: I’m aware of that now but at least we got out of it without a ticket
Head: Did you flash him?
Me: Course we did! Wouldn’t you?
Head: I usually do but they complain about the hairy chest.
Me: He did that with me too! what are the odds?
Head2 (out of other apartment): Hey who is this?
Head: this is Head, is that Head2?
Head2: Yeah duuuude bla bla (I phased out at this point and said my goodbyes to the heads and got in the car)
Seal (my friend): What the hell?
Me: I need to take a good picture for my blog but your windshield is dirty!
Seal: Umm..actually it’s because you’re not supposed to use the flash
Me (completely dumbfounded): Oh. kay lemme try again
Me: ooooooh sparkley. I want one with a flash so I’m gonna open the window
Me: That didn’t work too well. I’m gonna shut up now.
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