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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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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....
Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 9:04 AM
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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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Thursday, June 22, 2006
Today i went and moaned to my boss about finishing my work and not have anything to do...to which he replied "neither do i lets go clubbin" my jaw just dropped and i couldnt figure whther he was kidding or serious... i pleaded with him to gimme enough work to keep me busy for another one week, so he was quiet amused and even surprised....he still doesnt know that the noodle house client of his is infact my dad haha... i think once he finds out(ill tell him when im finished with my internship) he wont be surprised at the workaholic streak hed see in common with both of us. Seriously what is wrong with me? i should have just bunked work and gone to emirates towers for sum chocolate lounging and shopping around, but the prob is everytime i happen to emirates towers mall for shopping or meeting up wit friends or coffee during office hours i alway end up running into someone from work. Yesterday i was spotted by a Pwc partner and he recognized cos he gave an odd glance, i always get caught dammit!anyway for next one week ill be working in the Emirates Towers office again, where my boss has made sure i have enough work to keep me off blogger for the next one week...
Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 1:19 PM
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A suggested shopping.... I jus realized for the first time in my life i have nuthing left to go and shop for besides a few makeup items stock refill theres not much else. After the last 3 months of intense non stop shopping im for the first time content
A then suggested makeover...i just had a fresh haircut a months back and dont plan to change my haircolour yet
A suggested to sign up for salsa classes with him but cos of work schedule i couldnt and told him to go ahead without me
i think my mum is sensing my boredom and gloominess so tommorow my parents have planned a daylong list of activities we'll go for breakfast, then to Nad Al Sheba Ranches for some horseriding and maybe even camel riding, then head to our Springs house for a little barbecue picnic and then marina sailing club for some sailing and maybe even surfing!
im tryint to coax my dad into signing the two of us for golf at EGC its not even so physically intensive plus its the best way to spend way Friday morning before breakfast
Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 1:19 PM
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some more office bloggin...
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
I'm blogging from work again. So my rate of publishing posts has jumped from once in 2 mths to almost everyday. When you have no choice but to be wired to a lappie 10 hrs from 8- 6, you tend to rant on your blog so to control your urge to throw your stilletto flying at the next person who walks by you.Anyway my boss has a think of walking in right when i have the blogger page on full screen mode..its so embarassing...he triggers a minor panic when he walks in , i frantically try to close windows and open my work to look like im busy. Yesterday the same thin happened and i tried to close my internet explorer window, but instead my msn messenger messages windows popped on the screen with a full screen internet explorer pages from People magazines website giving an in detail exclusive on jessica simpsons divorce, he saw it and for a second he was bemused and perplexed . Today he saw me engrossed on Vera Bradely's handbag collection page, and i didnt even realise he was standing next to me until he knocked on the table to get my attention haha oops! i think by now hes figured wat i gt up to haha! but as long as i get my work done shudnt be an issue yet!
anyway i just a week left yaaaaay!finally they want me to work 2 more weeks but i think im more then happy with the month i spent here i still have to start my vacation. I starte working 3 days after i landed so its been a nonstop affair for me and i myself im turning into my dad already so especially if wer planning a trip to khi in august i better try to absorb as much of the place as i can in july.
Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 3:50 PM
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The Vogue Rant
Monday, June 19, 2006
The glamour element of the glorious career woman has been grossly overrated. (damn Vogue and Cosmo).A Vogue career woman dresses in Robert Cavelli pinstrip suits and Sloan stillettos , with neatly french manicured nails to work, (dammit i have been planning to treat my worn out feet to pedicure for the past 1 week i cant seem to find the time). Vogue Super Career Woman cooly puffs on Virginia Slims an sips Lemon Perrier, while chatting away with her girlfriends. Vogue Career Woman knows how to eat sushi with chopsticks and probably orders her customised maki in accented Japanese. I cant have a decent Japanese lunch with chopsticks witout embarassing myself! A year ago i was an ambitious young thing, aiming to do my post grad by 27 and working till 30 till i consider getting married. Now after interning for nearly a month me and my fellow intern, another young Merrill Lynch wannabe, are wondering whether we are meant to be career women in the first place. If working in a top notch multinational firm means sucking dry every bit of your feminity, no time for socialising or family, or your self, I have been planning to do a simple pedicure for a week dammit and i so stressed out by the time i come home i leave it aside. Sure this job has its perks, but i just realised if this is how the rest of my career, i reaaally reaaally hope i gt married to an Arab Sheikh or a Russian Oil Tycoon and not have to work for the rest of my life haha!
yes im blogging from work again....
Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 2:08 PM
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oh noo...
Friday, June 16, 2006
My mum announced plans for family getogether in karachi this august because its been 3 years since she last visited her parents.theres been alot of commotion and resistance to this idea .......
if she manages yo have her way...then ........
i think ill die .......
Not that i dont miss my grandparents but why cant she call them here......
August in karachi with rampant load shedding , heat, crazy traffic pollution by the time we come back from a trip there we are barely recognizable......
I'm sorry but hold off your patriotic police off me and save that Karachi zinda dil lecture...i hav just come back from year there i hav head more then my share of pakistan, and now id queit like to have a quiet peaceful vacation here, without having to be ambushed by hoardes of mingering relatives, being shuffled from rishtedaar to another rishtedaars house 3 times a day, having a biryani and qourma overdose by the end of the month, have penetrating questions like "like what i do for a social life in university" or even worse hinty hinty suggestion about me that its about time. Thankfully i hav my mum on my side to assure me of no plans to pack me off yet, to make things even more chaotic, i have no concept or frankly i purposely dont make any attempt to be diplomatic wit my relatives which has my mum worrying sick all the time i might snap and say sumthing.
No im not a bully or this mean usually, its just we have grown up alone ina small family, having to share your personal space and being surrounded by 50 people at any given time, no matter how well meaning they are, it brings the worst out in the 3 of us and gets us really down and upset. Even though though we dont have a joint family system in khi, we have never been around any relatives most our lives except on vacation, so none of us have any concept of family dealings and handling them besides a little polite talk. As a person, im painfully private and surround myself with a protective coating of family and few trustful friends, thats more than enough for me.
So next time some1 asks me what i do for social life at LUMS, ill quip "go clubbing and pubbing with boys" and give the entire family plenty of drama for generations to come.
Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 9:57 PM
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Whaa?
Thursday, June 15, 2006
Do i have a thing for bad timing or wat? or is it just my luck ?I sneak into noodlehouse today for a quick soup just to walk in on my dad lunching wit my boss, i dunno if they saw me or not, because i made a mad dash for the nearest elevator i could find
what is my dad upto?
Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 1:10 PM
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My mum an i had a little tiff yesterday...it was a tiff exactly cos all she did was remark how i was showing all the signs of turning into a chronic burnt out workaholic who she feared would turn into one of dose hairy angsty anti male feminist gestapos that demand all men to be either castrated or emusculated....sumwer der she probably hit not one but several raw nerves...dat also with jus 1 stone.
Since as a rule i never snap back or raise my voice infront of my parents, even wen they at times drive me up the wall ... I just silently huffed and went to bed in protest.
Now im sitting at work blogging from office *admonishes and reprimands onself for once again waranglin dirty linen in public* I hav no idea why im still festering and sulking over this incident dat im actually dedicating a post to it
My idea of seeking solace is to sink myself in todays work till i reach home late and avoid a second confrontation. then i realise that im embodiying the very prediction of my mum that pissed me off in the first place. my mum has lately been bummed out at the fact i started working just 3 days after i came back from a gruelling spring quarter,because that means she barely gets time to spend with me when i reach home at 6pm. Shes also pissed that im taking my internship too seriously and sumtimes even stay up to finish work at home. Shes most pissed at the fact that my idea of handling problems and healing myself when i have been hurt is to act like nuthin every happened, throw myself into even more work, create sum work if ders none, then slog my butt off more then required, hoarding on loads of caffeine, until i manage to kill all the required hours of the day and pass into the next day.
i need a bandage :(
Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 8:49 AM
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Grr...
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
After 5 days of unsuccessully manouevring chopsticks about on tray and even causing bodily harm to people sitting next to me, i finally managed to lift maki in one piece. The waitress at noodlehouse probably recognize me by now and get a kick out of watching me manhandle them. why am i blogging this? why do you need to know this ? why do i look for work to feel a sense of normality?why cant i just enjoy my free time? why cant i hold chopsticks straight ?why do you care?
yes im blogging from work again....
Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 11:49 AM
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Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Spring Quarter: "Four Social Sciences courses? Are you an SS major?"Pricewater House Coopers Intership " ACF major eh?"
Sigh...what part of me doesnt convince you that I'm a wannabe Economics Major- in- progress?
Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 3:28 PM
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woohoo
Monday, June 12, 2006
yayyy! this is my new skin ... vintage, girly, bohemian, so me except its not pink (i havnt grown out of pink yet so?) actually there was a hot pink version of this template, but my sister advised me against it sayin da syrupy overdose made ones eyes water and i also had to consider my previous experience with pink blog templates would scare guys away from reading or leaving messagesso there you go.....this one it is....for now atleast ....fab isnt it? until S ruined it for me by sayin it luked like Garage Sale flyer
the search continues.....
Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 8:49 AM
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*cringe*
Sunday, June 11, 2006
Today never happened ......
I had long feared a day would come when Lahore's menacingly penetrating sense of fasion influence would cause me to blunder my coutre sense at a very wrong time at a very wrong place.
And that day was today:
On a lazy Sunday morning I decided to spare my feet the incessant everyday torture of running up and down Emirates towers office block in 4 inch spikes and decided to wear flips to work instead.. Yes...RED FLIP FLOPS!
In Dubai if you wear flip flops anywhere else other then the beach, it not only constitutes a grave nature of fashion crime, but to be seen wearing red flip flops in an strictly formal official environment of DIFC block is characterized as outrageous blasphemy in any fashionistas Bible. Anyone who saw me at DIFC probably lynched me repeatedly with disapproving glares.. to make matters worse of all days today I happened to be standing my the fax machine printing my report, when a Senior PWC partner walked in and noticed my red flip flops.... i died i tell you i just died! I just flushed with embarassment, and scurried fullspeed back back to my desk , shoved my feet under the desk, meekly withdrawing myself into piles of work..
I'm still cringing with embarassment....argh...the things i do!
Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 11:28 AM
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hello to the devil...
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
Im sum1 who doesn’t not make wishes upon eyelashes or even when blowing candles....
I casually walk under ladders without even wincing once....
Have a black cat cross my path usually atleast 3 times a day on my way to the khokha....
So big deal if todays is the ominous 6-6-6....Of all the things i already have to worry about in my life...why cant do i have to be freaked bout todays premonition and how the hell are you safer or luckier on any other day?
I did not take extra precautions lest Satan got the better of me, on the contrary I probably absentmindedly performed several life threatening or evil inviting tasks, that would have most superstitious freaks into a pulmonary frenzy and panic attack, I casually crossed the mainlanes between DIFC and Emirates Towers back and forth to my offices, which btw are noted to be listed number1 on Dubai’s list of top 20 killer roads, did I get mowed down my a lorry? Not yet. I probably casually leaned against the glass railings in the Emirates Towers office block escalators – did I get flipped over in La Omen style? Nope.
I imagine if indeed satan did lurk at every nook and crook on 6-6-6 as you would like to believe I would have by now had a free fall from the 40th floor in an escalator, flipped over countless railings and escalators and stairs, get mowed down 15 times (counting the number of times and the different roads I crossed dat day) not to forget the least have my cab flop over Garhoud Bridge on the way home.
So you don’t save your lecture about inviting bad luck or anythin and have a happy day....
Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 9:32 AM
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Sunday, June 04, 2006
pink black vintage bohemian slight spalsh of retro? that pretty much sums up categories that shud define my blog skin so ill settle down for this one for a while .....
Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 2:15 PM
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Friday, June 02, 2006
my new offices * blinky eyed*
woohoo! tommorow it begins!
Posted by Confessions of a Bohemian Barbie at 3:28 PM
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