The Girl With No Face

JESUS, MARY AND JOSEPH! look who’ll be in dubz in the next two weeks :’(

None of my friends can come with me.. WHAT DO I DO??? Mariah carey is going to be there on my birthday weekend! I’d already planned to go there that weekend to sky dive on my birthday.. but right now, none of my friends are willing to go with me!!

would i be a loser if i went alone?

p.s. should I sell my ticket?

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I’m going to her concert.. YES .. i DID manage to get Fairouz concert tickets. I am fabulous. haha jk .. I almost didnt.

 the most person I want to take with me to this concert is my June. She appreciates Fairouz on levels no one understands. (I’m right now listening to a song she told me to listen to and I’m falling in love with it: بعدك على بالي)

Unfortunately, Lovely June is in Lovely London. but, I promise you june! this blog as my witness, you and I WILL go to one of Fairouz’s concerts together one day!!!!!!..

My best friend A also LOVES fairouz, in fact, she’s the person who got me into that music.

but my love for Fairouz has roots deeper than that. When I was younger, Every morning my mum would play fairouz and Majda al Roumi all the way from Adleya to Isa town (where we went to school for a few years). so now, when i listen to her music (some songs more than others) I get funny carefree feelings. I feel 5 years old again and happy =D

there is no point of this post.

p.s. anyone willing to pay 400 dinars for the ticket I have, I am willing to sell (need to pay off my credit card) + I am going to see the concert again with June one day.. so I can afford to miss this one.

Enjoy the song I’m infatuated with: 

I’m kinda psychotic.. tiesto then fairouz.. damn man!! oh and June. For the record, no pressure to comment=P I know you love me.

I Just got back from the last Spring Of Culture show at the Arad Fort. Un-fucking-believable!!

talk about the essence of Brazil! talk about truly bringing us Culture!
ok, i won’t pretend that I’m any kind of expert, I’ve never been to Brazil. but for two hours tonight, I lived Brazil.It was like magic. the second act was, i dunno if this is the right word, a symphony. four people appeared on the stage holding little instruments. the light fell on them and only them, and they started playing the instruments. playing something beautiful. then more people walked onto the stage, carrying strange little things that made noise that fit beautifully into the beautiful music. I guess thats when i fell in love.from the moment i sat down till the moment the show ended, the smile did not leave my face. and now my face aches, but my heart doesn’t. the beauty, the music, the life and the chemistry! it made me happy.

now lets start talking about the washboard abs of Brazil’s beautiful men.
here’s to a country where women look like women and men look like MEN!! the women aren’t perfect and neither are the men, but they’re all beautiful. they’re confident and proud of their bodies! I suppose that THAT is enough to make a person beautiful.

but the men, oh the gorgeous men, *sigh* made us feel things that we’re not supposed to.

at some point, one guy was dancing and took of his shirt. all the chicks in the audience shouted “WOOHOO!” while clapping, then, abruptly, they all went quiet! i guess that, for a second, all of us girls forgot where we were. don’t forget that on this island, you are NOT allowed to show your feelings or express any emotions.

one of my friends said something very funny. she said “when i saw them move, the first thing that came to mind was that these people must be amazing in bed.” and another friend said “so what do you think these guys are doing later tonight?”

hear my virgin friends speak! they’re almost prudes, but this is what Brazil did to them.

yes. the show made the sexually active more active, and the sexually frustrated *ahem* more frustrated.

but us girls weren’t the only ones who were entertained. one act was of this couple dancing, and the chick was wearing a strapless tutu. now, i asked a couple of people and not everyone noticed, but the people in the front all saw what happened. half way through the dancing, one of her breasts popped out!! *this is the part where you gasp* i kid you not! i wasn’t completely sure until i saw some people looking embarrassed, with their hands on their mouths, trying to look away.
I was embarrassed for the girl. i was also traumatized. i can’t imagine how humiliating it would be to have that happen to someone in front of so many people. but you know what? being the Brazilian she is, she strutted back on stage smiling and dancing as if nothing had happened.

Sadly though, the show had to end at some point. plus my ass was falling asleep.
I’m happy to say that a very entertained audience gave them a standing ovation which was well deserved! everyone was in awe. everyone was impressed.

but i gotta say, the parliament is gonna have a field day with this show. even if the boob went unnoticed, we still got to see boys and girls in panties!I’m so happy I went to this show!! it was totally worth it! but at the rate that the stupid parliament is going, i don’t think that we’re going to have any shows like this one in any future “Spring Of Culture”, and thats if there even IS a “Spring Of Culture” in the future!!lets look on the bright side, i was exposed to a culture and now I’m in love. maybe there’s something there. maybe I’ll have a Brazilian wax and marry a Brazilian and have cute, dancing Brazilian babies. or maybe i just go there on my next vacation!I Salute You Brazil!! the country, the people, the passion and the culture. you must be proud!

rules for listening to this song:

- if you have speakers, crank them up
- if you use a laptop, wear headphones
- put your phone on silent
- make sure you won’t be disturbed
- click play
- listen to the words and feel them and the music
- understand the words
- then when you finish listening to the song, tell me how it made you feel

p.s. it made me hear my own heart beats.

i’ve had the worst couple of days..
i’m on my period.
i’ve come down with the flu.
i’ve been pissy with people and fighting with my friends left and right.
crying for no reason.

one good thing in the last couple of days: we put up my friends Christmas tree.

we spent a fortune the last couple of days buying really really funky tree ornaments. so now we see if it pays off.

here’s to living life to the fullest.

here’s to love.

here’s to friends.

here’s to getting drunk and confessing your deepest darkest secrets.

here’s to a song that reminds me of all that.

no promises - Shayne Ward

can itchiness be psychological? i keep scratching my legs and arms and i swear to god I’m clean!

Ok, so.. first of all, I MISS YOU PEOPLE!! why do people stop blogging in Ramadan?!?!?

*mental note: add “people lazy to blog” to reasons i hate ramadan!!*

So Anyway, the reason i have Gavin degraw’s “i don’t want to be” here is inspired by alot of reasons.
reason #1: The first episode of season 4 of one tree hill IS OUT!!! and i watched it .. and no.. i’m not a dork.. well .. maybe a little .. and a little bored!
Reason #2: is that i’m a little proud of myself.. i recieved this email today:

Thank you for your interest in Unilever and for attending our test session.

Congratulations! You have achieved the scores needed for your selected employment scheme.

We will be contacting you soon to set-up a suitable timing for your interview.

I AM trying not to get tooooooo excited, but I’m a little happy cuz i feel like i can do stuff!! you know what i’m saying?? like .. i can .. i dunno .. like .. i can achieve things!! its been a while since i last felt that!!

i know the tough part is still yet to come!! and i hope i’m on the right path to ..umm .. wherever the right path is supposed to lead!

“I Don’t wanna be anything other than what i’ve been tryin to be laatelyyyyyyyyyyyy .. all i have to do is think of me and i have peace of miiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnd .. i’m tired of looking ’round rooms wonderin’ what i gotta do, and who i’m supposed to be, iiiiiii don’t wanna be anything other thannn meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee .. “

hmmm .. the words seem appropriate enough

cuz tonight
we’re v.i.p.
I know somebody at the door
I see that twinkle in your eye
you shake your ass and I just die
let’s check our coats
and move out to the floor

when I’m dancing with you
tomorrow doesn’t matter
turn the music up
til the windows start to shatter
cuz you’re the only one who can get me on my feet
and I can’t even dance”

“no tomorrow” - by Orson

i can’t get this song out of my head ..