tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316800132011-04-22T04:09:06.965+03:00Cuteberryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03388921159300134128noreply@blogger.comBlogger851100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31680013.post-31068706836717213612007-07-10T17:44:00.000+03:002007-07-10T17:53:28.147+03:00

How would you feel if a girl asked you to have a "No-strings-attached" relationship?A) GREAT!! Bring it on!B) Hmm, there must be a catch! Shall I read the small print? C) No Way! I am NOT playing that game!D) Other (and state your reaction)

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OR OROhh, and the other day, I was followed by a guy who looks EXACTLY like .... Can you imagine how terrified I was?! There is NO ONE that I know who I didn't call out for help! Heheheh it was scary then, bs hillarious NOW .. LOL!

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In my new job, I have this co-worker, who I first met few years back as my cousin's classmate. When I saw him at work the first time, it was all nice and formal, all "hi's"and bye's". THEN, he started talking! Started making conversations! Started shocking me! and STILL does.... Want to know the "shocking conversations"? Hmmm lemme give you a sample...Conversation UnoHim: Haaaa cutyaaa..

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PATH "A":A Career that you don't like, but really good at.Your Manager gives you full support, and anything you want is basically considered 'done'.Very hectic and busy daily scheduleA promising career with good salary/bonus/promotionsORPATH "B": A Career that you really really love, and you 'think' that you will do extremely good atYou manager is not that bright, however promises to show you the

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Dear You, Please read my following reasons/excuses for not posting lately:I have this new job that is draing "3/4" my energy (daily morning meeting @ 7 am, need I say more?)At my work, I have access to internet and all, however, I can not check my e-mail, post comments or write a post. (aaal eih? security reasons :/)The remaining "1/4" of my energy is split between the gym, family &

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For some unknown freakin' reason, I woke up this morning with this sentence in mind: "!!! زواج عتريــس مــن فــؤادة بــاطـــل " The only logical thing to say now is "¿Por qué ?" :/ Sadly, I have no "F-word" Clue!! Last thought: Miss Moi? *giggles*

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I had a life!

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*** 315 ***Go Go Go Go, Go Cuteberry It's your Birthday!! ;PP.S: Mosaani, this one is for you too, Happy Birthday ;)Last thought: It's the best thing ever when you get to have a cake/cupcake for your birthday when you least expect it :) *blush*

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"Caution: Weird semi-french language ahead"Oh well Good luck with tonight's post:I havve nosing to do tonightt so, I go fogh little` shoppingg in za ve'ghy c'gho'wded Aghrea de Salmeya. I go in za shopp and I buy somesing fogh moi andd fogh ma mére. ZENN ZEE DIZAZTEGH!!!! My Cagh got zis oghange clampp on zaa side. I paghked in za NO STOP zoné, you know zat yelloww and ze black, iz no goood *

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Forgive me bloggers for I have sinned..."I've quitted my job a month ago, and I've been jobless, unemployed, and a lazy a$$ ever since; and the freaky strange part is that I am actually LOVING IT!!!(which is sooo unlike me)!"Last "Greedy" Thought: Me want more FREE TIME doing NOTHING useful at all! Cheers to my current-favorite idol, Homer Lazya$$ Simpson *giggles*

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Yup,Yup, Yup!! I am broke and I love coz every fils was well spent.. I just got back from an amazing trip to Dubai. I am falling in love more and more with this city every time I visit it. The weather was AMAZING! I would swim in the morning and get a tan, AND at night I could feel a nice cold breeze..The shopping, aaaaaaaaaaahhhhh the shopping.. Well, I am broke for a good reason *giggles*The

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Scene #1:Me: "Bacher V.day, and me being V-less :/"My sis: "Lol, V.day is bid3a.. Who celebrate it will be cursed... Thank God u dont have a valentine.. This is the way I think about it, I am only allowed one bid3a a year and it is my Birthday! hehehehe"Me: "Heheheh I feel much better now! Thanks :P"Scene #2:Me: "Hope you have a Happy Valentine's day with your loved ones! :) "My friend: "You mean

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Hmmm, well, it is actually the "toughest" question of the whole year! heheheSo, here goes: To all cute bloggers out there ;) Last thought: Hope each and every one of YOU know the answer to YOUR question and not facing such a dilemma :/ It's no fun..

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I know I did a Houdini's disappearing act for a while now; and now that I am back, I was asked and kind of forced to give valid reasons explaining my actions *eye-rolling* OKAY! So, I decided to mention those reasons as follows:1- I had a boring period in my active life, I felt that there is nothing to post about.2- I fell IN love and/or fell OUT of love, it took some of my time.3- I am a moody

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I just got back from the Mayadeen Shooting Range (I think I got the name right, I think). Boy, oh Boy wasn't that fun?! I felt like a kid in a candy shop. It's my first time to hold and shoot a real rifle and a gun (Berreta). I've been told am a naturaaaaaaaaaaaal *giggles* Me like shooting!Me want to kill somebody now!Me like being a criminal!Last thought: If you had to name one person to shoot

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I'm baaaaaack; or shall I say a new (almost) updated version of Q8cuteberry is finally here? *giggles* I can NOT even describe how much I miss this world, the blogging world. Damn it! How did I get to be hooked? I know I am not an "professional & official" addict, bs still! Hope you guys miss me as much as I missed you. Last thought: Thank you. And you. And You. And You. And to each and everyone

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There are some sticky icky situations that I am either a part of, or been asked for advice for. The usual question is "What would you do if..". So here goes:What would you do if.......Your best friend says it's absolutely OK to steal others' BF/husband? Your BF keeps hinting that he is broke and needs some $$? (I say break up with that cheap a$$ dude, but what would you do?)Your co-worker keeps

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!!!!WANTED!!!!!Last though: Yakshemash! I really can't wait to get my hands on this movie! Abyyyyyyyyyyy *Sad puppy face*

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I abso-freakin-lutely hate it when I wake up before my alarm goes off! Let it be an hour before, a minute or even a second, because I always end up hitting snooze and sleeping again. Usually, that means I will oversleep and I'll be late to work or missing whatever I needed to wake up for. This morning, I woke up an hour before my alarm's song kicks in. Damn it, why did I drink that much water

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No! No! No! Talk to "The Finger" coz you don't deserve the hand! Last thought: If you know that someone is spreading rumors about you, would you face them or just act like they don't exist? Like they are small pieces of molecules and not important?

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Halloween just passed and all scary topics,movies,costumes and characters came back to life. It got me all creeped out. Then, it got me thinking! When did I start to be such a "daloo3a"? Getting scared oh so easily! Not being able to look at a scary mask. Not being able to watch a scary movie. I remember when I was thirteen, I used to collect horror movies. I loved to watch those movies when

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I just love the beat.. I wouldn't mind listening to it over and over and over again (which is what I do).. Hope you enjoy it as much as I do :)Note: This is my first radio.blog.club and I've been screwing things up.. Hope it will work this time ;)Last Thought: I ain't bein` Nasty, I'm just being fo`real! *giggles*

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Did/Would you ever go on a "Blind Date"?why? why not?

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I have a crush on "Someone"!, or shall I say "a blogger"? *sigh* Last thought: Now that you know, I have to take you down! BANG BANG!

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This post is written to give out some of my personality, to show the real me, it's random stuff from here and there:* I am a morning person, I love the sunshine. The more sunshine, the better my mood gets :) * I love dogs more than cats. I had two dogs and I still have my cat, "Ga6oosha"* I have never been in love. Looking forward to when this happens. (Am I heartless? I don't know!)* I hate all

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Back to business. Back to work, "Real work". "Getting up early and leaving late" work. "Doing actual work" work. I guess this is one of the things about Ramadan that I will surely miss. The slacking-off, the nothing to do at work, the guilt-free laziness and everything that I did (err or didn't do) blaming it on Good Holly Ramadan. Eid was good. Well, it was okay. I didn't get any 3eediya

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This coming Eid is considered my first eid in Kuwait after 8 long years. I don't think I am looking forward to it honestly and I don't know why. I am assuming that the fact that I am not going to be getting 3eedia is what's killin` it for me. The fact that I no longer going to count maa money-eh after each dinar I recieve. The fact that I no more going to tease my sisters/cousins that I am 1/4

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Ramadan is almost over. It passed by real fast yet too slow. Too fast that I can't believe it's almost over, yet too slow that I can hardly wait to go back to my old system. I had a great time though, with all the family gatherings, ghabgat, silly tv shows and those TV ads...I am just gonna write stuff down.. Stuff I might laugh at when I look back.. Stuff that I might use for future refrences..

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"If you couldn't keep YOUR secret to yourself, How do you expect others to keep it?!"

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I am going KooKoo. Yes I am! Do people do this to me intentionally? Do they think it's funny? Am I the only one suffering? Why O Why does this happen to me all the time?! It's either I have NOTHING to do all day OR I have a Gazillion Receptions and dinners to go to!It's either my phone won't ring ever OR I have waiting and other lines all at once!It's either nothing interesting on the TV OR great

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I don't think I will be sleeping anytime soon :/Last thought: Now, whenever I say "cheers" I think of Mosan hehehe I bet its his favorite word ;)

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Yesterday, I went to my aunt's house for Futoor. I love going there because she is my funniest aunt, plus my cousins are around my age, and boy oh boy aren't they maleqeen in a funny way or is it purely malaqa? I have no idea! *giggles* Bs they sure make me laugh. I had fun watching the game with the guys over there, they didn't even go to Diwanya for me *grin*Here are some flashbacks from last

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When I'm sad, depressed or lonely I try to get as many hugs as possible (So, for everyone who gave me a hug the other day, Thank you!)When sad, I tend to smile and laugh more than usual, trying to cover-up the sadness in my eyes. People assume that I am actually happy and end up telling me how lucky I am to have such a fun life *sigh*When I feel like crying, I keep smiling; but those burning

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Do you agree OR disagree with the new design's idea? How can we achieve 100% less car accidents?Would you order such a seatbelt for someone you know? If yes, WHO? ;P

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To Moo, My dear co-worker (link) Last thought: "Alahoma enny sayma!", how many times does one say it a day? "Alahoma eny kent sayma!", could it be used as "After-Futoor" version?

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I am addicted.. I have no cure..I need it every day and every night..Heck, I want it every minute if I can have it..I surrender to it, I give in, I have no control..I wish that my main sources keep giving it..I hope that as many people as possible gets it..I pray that I never go on without it..I try to give it as much as I take it and more..I smile every time I recieve it, especially when

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Yup, I am in love *sigh* It's not just that I love his name, Khalid. It's not just that it's my favorite name, Khalid.It's not just that I plan to either marry a "Khalid" or give birth to a "Khalid". enshalla!It's not just that I named my own brother "Khalid".It's not just that I love to hear and call his name, Khalid.It's not just because I believe that every Khalid is tall, handsome, masculine

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Ramadan is here. The good deeds increase. The devil is on his yearly vacation. The family gatherings make a comeback. Traditional atmosphere fills the rooms. Everything is good EXCEPT "The System"...The system is screwed up! I no longer know the way to manage my time nor my energy. I feel lost. I feel stuffed. I feel lazy. I feel that my body is being abused with all this food and laziness...My

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To TsanTsona:"Ma balash el-bolabbas el-we7esh daah" ;)

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Ramadan has a different feeling, a different taste, and a different atmosphere.I love it! I can even sense it in the air. I swear! Even back in the states, I could sense it and it's amazing! I love being in Kuwait in Ramadan, it sure does have a unique feeling here. Especially when people start doing the "Ramadan Activities", such as:Taking Ramadan off work, sleeping all day.Watching lousy TV

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" Mbaarak 3laikom el-shahar & Taqabbal allaah 6a3atkom enshalla"

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Last thought: There's never a right time to say goodbye *sigh*

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Everybody say Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayy!!Everybody say Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohhh!Everybody say Haaay ohhhh! Rise your hand up! Jump Jump!Q8Cuteberry left da house ;)

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Would you ever..."Hate someone you loved?"OR"Love someone you hated?"

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There are many different situations that one faces everyday. Sad, happy, angry and lovey-dovey situations when someone wants to cry, smile, scream and float over clouds. In most cases, it is best to “keep the mouth shut until further notice!”. I’ve learned my lesson in a trial-error experience. I can proudly say now, that I can manage to control my emotions, feelings and actions (emm, well I try

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** I remember watching “My little Pony” all day long, wishing to die, thinking that this is how heaven looks like. Link** I remember watching “Ra3d Al-3emlaq” eating Twix. Link**I remember having a major kick-boxing, hair-pulling, name-calling, loud-screaming, things-throwing fight with my sister over the TV remote** I remember having a black bicycle that I called ‘black beauty’, imagining it was

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The Sacrifice of Love is to:"Let go of the person you love, thinking they deserve and may find better options" OR "Let go of your fun time and start working extra hard to be that person that they deserve"

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The psychic said:" You have no problem with being there for others, but you're convinced that you can't let yourself depend on someone else. Could it be that this attitude is what's holding you back from really getting involved? " Last though: "Kathab al-monajemon walaw sadago" .. I don't believe in horoscopes and stuff like that, but I admit that it makes me think and wonder sometimes.

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Imagine this: It was your birthday and someone dear gave you a birthday card. You opened the card and with their nice hand-written style, you read this: " Hope you live the best life soon in Paradise where you belong"************************************************************************************Take a minute there! Read it throughly and carefully; then answer this:"" Is it a good birthday

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Whenever I hear this song, I feel high and I don`t know why!Last thought: "Number 1 is standing, vertical. Coz I never take things personal!"

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Doing some work. Chillin` at my office. Storming my brain with ideas and imagination. Drinking water. Thinking about lunch. Talking on the phone. Talking on my mobile. Reading some stuff. Surfing the internet. Writting sms. Preparing for a meeting. Thinking about my job, my career and my dream job. STOP!! " What is your dream job? " (if you have one) ----------------Last thought: I wonder what

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Since I am super duper moody (something I'm not so proud of!), I got this habit of evaluating my mood and others' moods as well. I have to!! It's the moods that surrounds me that effect my mood. If I was in a good mood, I wouldnt mind listening to others' problems and dramas, coz I got some positive energy to spread and share. However, If I was in a bad mood, people have to think twice or more

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"Endings are just beginnings in disguise."

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Men always brag about being simple and straight forward. They brag about knowing all the right moves at the right time. They brag about their capability of making "things" under control. They brag about their different talents and amazing skills whatever they are. They brag about being on top of all areas of all aspects of life. HOWEVER, The ONLY area they fail to succeed at; the ONLY area that

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Day: SundayTime: 7:05 P.MLocation: Arraya CenterThe scenario:It was a nice day after a long weekend. Well, to me it was still the weekend since I didn’t go to work, (Salute to the “Kaifi Kuwaiti” motto *giggles*). I was having late lunch (or early dinner) with my friend at Burger boutique. Such a quiet evening; we were talking, laughing, munching on juicy classic burgers, fighting with the

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I just realized that My 3antar (or "3antar Wachini" as I always call him), passed away two years ago, 22-August-2004. I miss those hazel eyes looking at me as I pass by or when I just try to piss him off :( He had those killer sad eyes that would make your heart melt. My mom HATES dogs, but she got attached to 3antar. He definitely knew the way to the people's heart. He was joyful, playful and a

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A couple of hours before we reached the millennium, I created this "to-do-list". My goal is to check all the points on it before I turn 30. It's not impossible, nothing serious nor have any fancy schmancy stuff. It's just me; and things I wanna do to enjoy life. It's like my constant reminder that I should have some fun.. I am working on it. And lovin` it :)So, here goes:1- Get a golden tan at

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"Friends CAN be lovers. Lovers CANNOT be friends" Last Thought: Let me let go!!

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Before announcing the name of the A+ student, who got the FIRST (and in this case, the ONLY) CORRECT answer of the “Final Question”, I want to tell a story. A true story. Well, it’s another “Final Question” story. Probably a lot of people heard/read it before. Anyways, the story went something like this:In one of the universities in California, 3 arab students (2 Saudi guys and 1 kuwaiti, if am

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A Psychology professor walked into a classroom, where he’s supposed to give his students their final exam. He told them that it was going to be a "one question" final. All answers are right. However, only ONE CORRECT answer would get the “A+”, and only the first student to come up with it would get that grade. The students were thrilled and super happy; especially that he added that the question

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Usually I have no-to-light dinner, and at least 4 hours before I head to bed. Tonight, my brother challanged me to have 3 slices of Pizza, which I DID (big mistake!) :/ Feeling: Soo full and stuffed.Needing: To ZzZzZzzleeep (I just cant lay down when feeling full, sad no? ) :/Wanting: To kill my Brother Thinking: My brother challenged me to have those slices as a failed attempt to kill me. He is

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If have to choose between:"Never to have a luscious kiss!"OR "Never to have a delicious meal!"What will you choose?

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I got this via e-mail.. I thought it was funny yet sad and sooo freakin` true.. Well emm at least most of `em :) "As I matured... * I've learned that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is stalk them and hope they panic and give in.* I've learned that no matter how much I care, some people are just assholes.* I've learned that it takes years to build up trust, and it only takes

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I still wonder why you broke my heart.. I still wonder where it went wrong.. I still wonder why it felt like we belong..I still wonder how it would be now.. I still wonder about every broken promise and vow.. I still wonder about the" love" that vanished somehow..I still remember how I survived..I still remember the day my heart died..I still remember the river of tears I cried..I still remember

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"inspired by CapitalOne "

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I went to Starbucks with Patoota the other day. (please note that both brain and tongue in the story belong to moi)Starbucks Guy (SG): Hello :) May I take your order?Me: hi .. well, I need one coffee frappuccino.. Runny pleaseSG: Sure ma`am, what size?(brain: Tall please..)Tongue: Latte, please.SG: You want a latte?Me: NOOO, I want a runny coffee Frap.!SG: Ohh Ok, what size?(brain: Tall..)Tongue:

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I just hang up after a long dramatic conversation with my friend a.k.a Drama Queen... We, girls, are smart and sharp. The thing is, we dont act like it. We know more than we give ourselves credit for. But girls are girls and boys are boys.. We are different and we are supposed to be different. Once we, girls, understand and accept that, we would lead a happier life..He loves you. He cares for you

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To my "Best Friend" that is!! Not "Boy Friend" (you gossip-lover :P)!!So, where was I ?! ohhh yeah ..To my Best Friend,,,You are my friend.. I love you and I care a whole LOT about you.. I will always be there for you no matter what.. I will do anything just to put a smile on your face ... I always do that without asking for anything in return.. But this time I have a tiny teny lil favor to ask..

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Ok, so here's the story.. I love massages sooo much that I'm actually addicted. I mean who doesnt love those long relaxing massages after a long day at work or after a fun weekend full of activites? Mostly, I go to spas to spoil and pamper myself BUT sometimes I really NEED those massages coz my back would freakin` hurt. I love trying out new places and spas, different massages and techniques and

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Here are my reasons... I Love being broke because .... I would spend more time exercising at the gym. (cuz I don’t have any other place to go to and waste ma money.. emm but but I love the wasting-money part *sigh*)I wouldn’t go to restaurants as much as I usually do. So I get to enjoy some home-cooked meals. (yum yum) I would actually lose a couple of vanity kilos due to reasons #1 and #2 (

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At work, wishing that am over there. *sigh*Last thought: If you were on a diet, and some one offered chocolate.. Wouldn't it be rude if you turned them down? I say be nice and eat that chocolate ... Ahh i love being niiiice *wink*

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"The three ways to get your man's attention" a.k.a "The Three Guarantee" : 1-Electronics2- Cars and/or motorcycles3- Food(note: order depends on the guy)

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Yesterday, I fulfilled my promise to Patoota and gave her the birthday shopping spree she wanted. We went to Souq sharq at around 5 and ended it at Al-Fanar (enshalla finalizing it at Burjman soon - that's another promise *wink*). We had a great time and a major laughing stomach-ache. I will always remember these moments, The way Patoota looked while trying the "kimono thingy" LOL. Still

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"When marimba rhythm starts to play .. Dance with me, make me sway .. Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore .. Hold me close . Swaaaay me mooooore ;) "

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### Happy "Executive" 18th Birthday ###Go Go Go.. Go Patoota its your birthday, and bacher is your free shopping spree coz its your birthday... and I will be broke just for you coz its your birthday .. But plzzz dont wreck my car just coz its your birthday ;) Patooti, I luv yew muchooo baby ..Bs daaamn, I hate the fact that now I feel so old :/ Last thought: Wish you luck, wish you Joy.. Wish you

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What is love? Do you believe in love? Can you feel love? How does love make you feel? Is love essential? Is love neccessary? or is it an accessory? Does love at first sight exist? Can friends be lovers? Is love given or earned? Do you love someone just because they simply love you? Do you love someone for a reason? Do we need a reason to love? And does it have to be a valid reason? Can we control

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My co-worker is a real pain in the neck. I really dont know how to deal with him. He acts smart when he's not. He would present my ideas as his own. He would minimize and lower whatever I do, while, he makes a big deal of everything he does.If he didnt understand something and I explain it to him, he would play with the words and make it look like he got it all along and I was the one who's lost

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No Seriously !!! Can you?!?! :P

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For the past week, I was craving Sushi... And its like mission imposible to find a sushi partner :/ I just dont get it!!.. How can anyone not be in the mood for sushi?!?! its light, tasty and a nice treat ... Anyhooo, after some negotiation and convincing, my friend, lets call her "Lexi", finally agreed.. I wanted to try out Hashi, the new sushi place, even though I heard more negative reviews

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Well, obviously, in Amesterdam you can find the answer to that question easily ;) heheheh I just think its crazy and funny ..Ok .. so does that mean if the sign wasnt there, then you can just emmm answer nature's call ? Right then and there? Ohh and I would love to know what the punishment would be for breaking such a law :P clean up your mess?! hehehSince, there are ALOT of dumb laws (you wont

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This is the way it is in our beloved Q8 :) A haircut & style: $$A brand wallet: $$$An expensive watch: $$$$Top of the line car: $$$$$$A VIP GYM Membership: $$$Looking like a Million bucks with nothing in your wallet: PRICLESS!!For everything else, there's MasterCard ;)

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So, As planned I met with my instructor and the group around 8:45 am Thursday morning. The day went something like that:9:00 am -- after checking that everyone and everything was in place and order, the boat headed to our diving spot, Arefjan, which is 15-20 mins away.9:20 am -- Boat stopped at the location. I was the only open-water student there, where the rest were already advanced divers and

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Tommorow, emmm or actually 6 hrs from now I will be heading to my first official scuba dive trip... I am supposed to be in bed now, tucked in, sleeping, resting, snoring or whatever you wanna name it :P .. I am actually too excited and too scared that I cant sleep... Feels like am heading to a major Final exam that I didnt study for. ( hmm thinking about it... IT IS an Exam .. lets hope I pass

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Today is my first day in Blog world so "HELLO " *waves and smiles*** "Hello" in different languages:Armenian - "Barev"Danish - "Goddag" Dutch - "Hallo" French - "Bonjour"German - "Guten Tag" Greek -"Kalimera" Hawaiian - "Aloha" Hindi - "Namaste" Italian - "

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Testing .. Testing .. 1 .. 2... 3 ..To Blog or not to Blog..Can you hear me now ?! Good ;)

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