Hippy Birthday
Monday, July 03, 2006
My birthday is coming up next week. Well one week exactly on the 9th. Well I'm a besharam and announce my birthday in advance , because every year i know what to expect haha. STill, my family insists on a surprise birthday every year and I play along with it faking my surprise. * suddenly at a swanky cool restuarant Ooooh surprise happy bday* *Suddenly frenz at your door oooh surprise happy bday**Midnight 12 am every1s pretending to be deep in sleep, suddenly Ooooh surprise Happy Birthday* *mum baking a cake behind closed kitched doors or my family secretly whsipering and working inside the drawing room OOhhhh its ur birthdayyy surprise**my dad slipping in a few shopping bags tell me its grocery(lolz wateva) OOh surprise happy birthday* everytime i think i wont get surprised even in the routine celebration my family ALWAYS manages to surprise me in some way. happy crazy dyfunctional family I love youzz.
I did get surprised dis time as well however. My bday comes to me yesterday and tells me with all the serious terse face expression that this year theres a problem with celebrating my bday and hes afraid he wont be able to join me, because of more urgent issues he needs to attend to i.e. the world cup final. Since its clashing with my bday and hes routing for France, he wont be able to make it since his team needs his support (gawd my brother has da same drama baaz qualities of mine). Khair so he gave me an ice cream and the besssssst a HOOPS AND YOYO Key chain in advance to make up for all the celebration and fullfill his duty. Awwww its the most perfect gift cos it hits bang right onspot. Something that is Hoops and Yoyo and I can carry it everywhere. Now how did he figure that one out?
Anyway this time this week is going to my Gilmore Girls style bithday week.Yes one week of activities planned upto the day of my bday. which means my mum sis and i will be goin to da salon to treat ourselves, daily sauna jacuzzi aroma therapy sessions, I want to go fish at the creek or marina with my dad, go to nad al sheba and spend the day with camels and horses, go trekking and rock climbing, shopping, visit and art gallery wit my sis, hopefully jamming jar where we can paint freely, then spend a good day doing my room (yes i like to do interior decoration and feng shui for fun), go with a friend and get a fake tan, collect shells and crabs with my brother at the beach.
Oh and every year I give my brthday gifts list to my family in adavance haha. I jus tell them to leave that one aspect out of the surprise area and give me something i already. Needless to say every year they go like what ever as if they,re going to get me the stuff but then Bang! *Suprrise its yourrr Birthdayyyy and Suuuurrprise the faaavourite gift you always wanted. So the list is as follows.
1. sand and sand sports polished wood skateboard (with a helmet)
2. Aroma therapy set
3. Fake copper coco cabana tan by dior
4. hoops and yoyo stuff pillow hug
5. zidane official real madrid shirt
Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 11:15 AM
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My First Salary
Anyway peeps today is official the lastday of my internship. Another chapter comes to an end in the my dramay baaz life. Khair.Contrary to what i said earlier about not knowing how to spend the next 2 mths, i have plenty to keep me busy and why not. After i pick up my cheque today, there are a million ideas already in my head about what to do out of it.
Yes its my first salary.Awwww. Another milestone baby!!!
The bimbo, ditzy headed materialist me wants to go instantly first get a laptop tattoo, swanky cell phone cover, further feed my Hoops and Yoyo obsesseion,Coco Cabana fake tan by Dior (they are the most amaaazing fake tans, totally J Lo stuff), sum style from Paris Gallery, Lifestyle and Dorothy Perkins(yes those vintage beands my mum wont let me buy) and more other stuff if theres any more cash left.
Khair. Sigh. If my dad knew what I had in mind for this cheque, AS IF hed drive me to the bank to cash in this cheque. Not having a license if probably the one thing that makes me so dependent and listen to them.
The conscience and the struggling sensibility and goodness in me tells me to invest part of me wisely, and safe it , you never know when you might need it.
The Angelina Jolie in me says its "stupid income" spend on lip collagen for enhanced pouty lips, Chanel shades to look superhot and then snag sum1else boyfriend to keep you busy during summer, give the rest to malnourished African kids.
I think with my salary, ill go and buy my brother icecream and pamper my mother with stuff from Paris Gallery.My sister doesnt anythin she always uses my stuff and my dad will anyway look at my cheque and call it a joke.
Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 11:15 AM
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Sigh...Hai...Allah...
Sunday, July 02, 2006
Conversation with mum at Dorothy Perkins....
Me: * excited crazy squealing at the vintage beads shelf*
Mum: Yeh kya bakwaas hai?
Me:Muuuuum check out these totally fab boho beads everyones wearing them dese days
Mum: Kya junglee cheap beads hain yeh?
Me: Mum they are soooo in, everyone's wearing them. I couldnt find them anywhere in Lahore
Mum: You couldnt find it in Lahore? They are everywhere Papoo Saeeing, Data Gangh Baksh at all the mazaars
Me: Mum OMG Ewww they are not the Mazaar walas...Look atthe pric tag Dh285/
Mum: Cant you ever choose something elegant and refined for once?
Me: Elegant??? youve got to be kidding me .These babies are the most elegant and classy style statement these days.
Mum: Says who?
Me: Says Fernini Versace Vogue Elle and everyone else
Mum: Stupid Angraaz key bachaay they can't tell us what is elegant and refined, their idea of elegant is "nangay patangay phirte phiro"
Me: Pleeaaaase Pleaaaasse Pweeeeez *by now clingin on to ammas dupatta*
Mum: Come beta I'll later buy you something better and elegant. Gold earrings will look so pretty in your ears.
Me: Muuuummmm Arrrghhhhh Ewwwwwww.....
wat are my parents turning me into?
Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 11:52 AM
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Still...one can't help feel but gloat and glee over their miserable loss to France (out of all the disgraceful teams out there). The little consolation that remains on this Sunday morning is the realisation that Brazil has crashed out of world cup. For all those who support Brazil how very unoriginal can you be????
Bunch of aging obese oafs, that they were.
We owe the Brazillians for making the worldcup fairly monotoned, routine predictable painfully boring affair, with their usual junglee agressively fouling style of play. It spares most of us the eyesore of having to see them win another cup. Seriously when was the last time they felt what it was like to lose. Pictures of a tearful Ronaldinho cause no sympathy.
Dammit they had more than there share of the cup.
Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 11:52 AM
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Hang your head in shame!
Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 10:14 AM
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http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2006/07/01/AR2006070100638.html
This was the worst weekend in a very long time......besides the fact it was already emotionally charged frankly largely a drama affair.....Maybe God decided to have a laugh or somebody hexed dis weekend but eveeeerrrythin went wrong for everyone ...well almost everyone. Agassi lost to Nadal. Argentina lost to Germany (what the???) England lost to Portugal (WHAT THE???????). This has been the worst World Cup everrr by not im even convinced that if accusations that the World Cup are still too far fetched , there DEFINETLY is an element of bias in the matches (rem Itaky vs Aussie, Germany vs Argentina) and some of the most outrageous unbelievable biased pathetic stupid illiterate buffoonish moronic idiotic refereering we've been entertained with thus so far. For those of you who feel that the above can be more creatively described, leave your potty adjectives inthe shoutbox, my new fridgemagnets or the comment box.
With backup Argentina crashing out as well, is there anythin left in the World Cup to watch at all?
Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 9:33 AM
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Drapped in English flag, painted faces,chanting to "We Are The Champions" dancing like a moron with family friends strangers and the rest of English fans at the Convention Gate, with falling confetti and watching the English team lift the cup! Birthday Princess was suppose to have the luckiest birthday when England would have won its first cup in 40 years.....
so much for a happy birthday....
Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 9:33 AM
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Saturday, July 01, 2006
its over.....i can't believe i still can't believe the way it got over....England sent out of the worldcup but their party had barely begun....it happened so fast i still can't believe that their actually out of the Worldcup and there will be no more of them now.....was that the last time we got to see Beckham?
Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 11:33 PM
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Oh My God.....did dat just happen..... i just can't believe it!
Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 9:03 PM
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Blogoversary
Thursday, June 29, 2006
I tried to talk to you but you were never there...You were always busy or away, so I sought refuge in this blog for all the thins i had to say...Happy Birthday Mudpud's blog!
Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 9:04 AM
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you've go to be kidding me
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
maaaan if Victoria Beckham out of all people can gt cellulite than God have mercy on the rest of us South Asian women....
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#@%$^&(*!
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Conversation with friend in the morning:S: I cant imagine you being potty mouthed or violent. The most offensive you have ever been is call some 1 a stupid cow or an idiot
Me: I knw i dont i can.... i think its sooo rude and uncivilised
Later in the day:
Madz on the way to DIFC from Emirates Towers, wants to cross the road but can't see Mr Traffic Man who helps her cross the road everyday.
Madz remembers her mums advice to look at both and right and left side of the road and not just one side like she always does, road is spot clear and she steps on the road
Crazy Chauvinistic Idiotic @#!*^&&$#& Driver appears from around the roundabout heading for madz
Madz thinks idiot will slow down to allow her to cross
Madz thinks wrong, CCID has no intentions of slowing down, still heading towards madz.
Madz thinking *middle of the road* OMG is this stupid dumb fag going to mow me down, *background thriller track* mad does matrix style flip(ok not flip but steps back)
Movie style scene :Car comes to a screeching halt inches away from Madz (cars behind CCID put screeching brakes narrowly avoiding ramming into CCID)
Madz shocked, gives him her most perfected bitchy glare(the one she used to scare dg guys wit) remembers she cant make creative hand gestures because of police warning, waits *middle of road* for CCID to get out of the carso that she can whack him, since he doesnt flings her hands and points at him asking him "Are you a total stupid dumb fag to not see that you were about to run me down?"
Madz lives to tell the tale
Later in the day:
A: did you whack him?
Me: I couldnt legally
Me: stupid dumb fag almost mowed me down
A: wooah madz swearing
A:being violent is not ur style
Me: ofcourse i can be violent .....i wanted to kill him or throw sumthing at him
A: err .. hopefully i wont get to see that day
Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 12:22 PM
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Bloggity
if you are sumone beloved i shall now be calling you little chipmunk! it sumthin i call my 2 yr cuzin but now chipmunk is the new "cutey" . Watch out this is how i might greet "Oooooh my darling chipmunk?" *prances towards an embarassed receipent*Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 9:22 AM
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oh-so-important me eh?
Friday, June 23, 2006
so my boss has been lately impressed with my work and assigned me an entire client to handle which makes me feel a bit Ahem Ahem....ok well sorta entire cos ill be working with a manager BUT i'll be handling Atkins and Faithful & Gould's financial files so yaaay!*lil celebration dance*. BUT then Atkins is this eng consulting firm handling Jumeirah Lake Towers and AL Nakheel Projects ( *whistles and looks around* woh uh ohh....shove aside that Palm Islands engineering consulting crap of urs A! haha) abit boring to be honest...y do i always end up with mechanial mathematical crap which goes over my head? Couldnt he give me the audit files for Fernini, Jimmy Choo or any random Emirates Towers boutique? Im just staring at files of contract work and building costings and im like say wha???Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 12:22 PM
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