Sunday, April 29, 2007

Jibber Jabber, Blibber Blabber

Sooo... I feel strangely stiff and unusual... ... ...
I didn't save the world as I promised myself to do when I was a child... oh well.

Exams are nearing... not a good sign... nope.. no no.
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Been busy being entertained but "Finding Neverland", "POTC 2" and "Memoirs of a Geisha"... in which I started loathing the very look of the mirror. Geishas are fabulous... as artists that is.




Down to the point... getting on the net was quite a hassle previously... and now I have net in my dorms so that's halelluja to me...
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5th point for this entry... I have never seen any type of girls ever giving ruder stares to each other more than arabs. Why look at other girls with such distaste and jelousy?... Are they that insecure and unconfident?
Why is it that when I talk to some girls here they look as if I came from the other end of the world?

Girl: Tee, where are you from?

Me: Oman...

Girl: You're Omani??!! Where from??

Me: Nizwa

Girl: Are you serious??!! Here??!!! Can't be!!!

Me: *stares at her*... (I've given up asking why and what makes them so surprised... I know why.. I've seen them look at foreigners in a way that there's no way they'll live up to them.)

I remember being thought to be either a bahraini or jordanian or zanzibari or lebanese<<(It's obviously not right but that lebanese comment nevertheless damn right flattered me, yet also confirmed to me how clueless and under the rocks these girls are)...

but something took that wonder away and replaced it with distainment

I asked the girl once again why she finds me or some of the other girls she pointed out to be non-omani.
She said because you're fair and somehow look different (usually features they find amazing).

Now this is the thing with the Omanies here... are they trying to say Omanies usually look ugly?... ok yes... I've seen a lot of ugliness I admit... but there are some really pretty ones... why the hell do I hear them putting themselves down??
There's nothing I hate more than to see people feeling sorry for themselves and talk so lowly. It lets the little respect I have for them fade.

I just feel like I want to get that chair over there and throw it at her.

Saturday, April 21, 2007

Blogger's Block

Terribly sorry for delaying the update. And to be honest neither is this a decent update cuz I'm having what I'd probably call a Blogger's Block. Even though I have loads of things to talk about... it's just too much I don't know where to start and where to end. ...
The topics are so random... my mind's pending.

I'll try being around ... until thunder rumbles and perhaps luckily awakens my brainstorm.

Sunday, April 01, 2007

Rat Attack

Last Thursday I believe, Stella and I went shopping to get some ingredients so we could cook at my house. We were planning to make her special recipe... Mexican Food. Except that........ the process wasn't as quiet and relaxing as expected. Why?

Because we spotted a RAT in the kitchen running around!!! A rat that looked almost exactly like the one below.


Stella and I just froze in our places and she kept on clinging to me asking me to make it go away. That was funny actually since I had absolutely no intention of stepping a foot close to that creature... I'm not saying I hate them... but I'm terrified from rats because they're just not usual to see and they carry bad viruses and are known to come out of sewers and what not... unless the cartoons were wrong.

So I went to the maid and told her there was a rat... this is what happened:

Tee: Rose!!! There's a rat in the kitchen!!

Rose: yes, I know. It's been there for a week now?

Tee: what?? *Stella laughing in the background*

Tee: why didn't anyone get it out?

Rose: I don't know.

Tee: didn't the doctor see it? (my stepmum)

Rose: yes she did.

Tee: and how did it survive for 1 week?

Rose: The doctor feeds it.

Tee: WHAT???!!! *Stella laughs even harder"

Tee: what does she feed it????

Rose: Cheese and Turkey Breast.....

*Tee stares at Rose in shock*

Tee: *looking back at Stella* what now?

Stella: we'll have to cook... ignore the rat.

(which later we did)

so we waited a while and got the ingredients and things ready... until I lighted the fire on the stove and we suddenly hear the rat screaming inside, We literally stopped doing everything and stood to listen. I was happy I thought I killed it finally, but to my disappointment.

Stella: wait look Tee!! It's there!!!

Tee: Damn it!!

Feeling low I just did whatever I had to do in the kitchen with Stella and got out of there as soon as we could.

Regarding the rat... let me just inform you all that it was in the kitchen before in the hole of the stove... and I saw it pull a cooked WHOLE chicken towards the hole.
Stella said she only thought these things happen in cartoons.... but I've seen it in front of my very eyes...