tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-268306832011-11-25T15:18:09.349+04:00inmotionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16146200951322929386noreply@blogger.comBlogger2301100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26830683.post-56053581434901830602011-01-25T23:24:00.002+04:002011-01-25T23:28:04.013+04:00

If there is anyone out there that still checks this blog to see if I might still drop in I'm back. Just not here.Now I'm not dilluded enough to think that there is still someone out there checking this blog but nonetheless you can now find me atgrandmiscommunicationtheory.wordpress.comkiller name ha? I know I love it. Took a while to come up with that. Brain programmed to Marketing channel

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I feel like the parts of me that make me me or have consistently made me in the past are unravelling. As if the thread that kept those parts together is coming undone at the seams. Pulled taut and just a little too tight.The parts of me that feel like they aren't there anymore. The parts that used to hold me together feel so foreign now. I sometimes think that I've made such a fool of myself. I

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Hi,Do you guys still remember me?It's ok if you don't. The blog is supposed to be down.But the itch to write has been bugging me lately. Not that I feel like I have anything important to say, at least not to anyone. I don't think I have a consistent ability to connect with anyone for long periods of time anymore. No wonder I'm not married. I just don't have it in me to want to connect anymore.

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This is the last post on this blog.This is it.The blog is going to be deleted.The devil's gone.The prada's been worn.It wasn't a bad run.It was nice getting to know all of you.It really was.Some of you have me on facebook therefore I shan't disappear from your lives completely.If some of you would like to add me on facebook please email me at babykaos77@hotmail.com.Until we meet again, I wish you

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I need to clarify a few things.I do not think about death or inflicting it upon myself at all. I do despair though. And I do get very sad at times. But I do not think of doing really stupid things to myself. At all. I'm not that kind of person. I spend alot of my time reflecting on my situation. The situations of others. The situation of the world. I don't think of death though.I just get really

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Ay, there's the rub:For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,Must give us pause—there's the respectThat makes calamity of so long life.To be, or not to be, that is the question:Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to sufferThe slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,Or to take arms against a sea of troublesAnd by opposing end them. To die—to sleep,No

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Lives have come crashing down here in the city of Dubai. As I'm sure they have elsewhere.I confess Dubai never held much appeal to me to begin with. However the prospect of having to leave my family, leave my friends, leave the routine that I've become so accustomed to causes me pain.Most importantly the idea of leaving the comfort of the well cushioned cocoon that I have created for myself irks

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Going to be quick.Got laid off. Company trying to shaft me on settlement. No compensation. People tell me I should be happy I am getting anything at all. There are so many out there that got nothing. As if that makes it right. Why is everyone so quick to be a victim and to accept it.Rhetorical.and I just bought a porsche. A down payment was required by the bank in order to process the financing.

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Lately, I've been inclined towards writing about sad things. However I've refrained from doing so on this blog.Since this blog has started I've found that I've changed. I've gone from being vibrant and alive although confused and sad at times to flat-out honest and preferring my own company more than anyone else's. This is my blog's third or fourth year. I cannot remember but where it was once

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All of you have by now heard or read one or all of the books in the Twilight Series by Stephanie Meyer. And some of you by now have probably seen the movie.And some of you will agree with me when I say I can't fucking stand the book or the author or Bella; the heroine in the book; if you can call her that. She is so not heroine material.My problem with twilight is very simple.During no time

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Things have been a little exciting in barbieville this past week.After going for two months almost with little or no work I have two new projects this week. One of them is practically done but the other one I can't get myself to do it yet. I'm suffering some major mental block that is stopping me from penning much needed strategy and departmental procedures for where I work. Well work sometimes

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Obama won - ObviousWork - SlowNails - blackWeekend - AwesomeDrummer boy - *the finger*Me - HappyVacation again - DefinitelyWhen - SOONFriends - GreatFacebook - FunLife in general - OK

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After a whole 7 days of not saying a word to him or responding to silly facebook comments, he finally texted me yesterday morning."Morning barb. Which coupons should I use today"So he's found the barbie coupons I made him for his birthday over a month ago before I started liking him. The coupons he'd said he lost. The ones that I didn't care he'd lost. I did not reply.I'd made the decision the

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And why I like someone and don't like another person.First of all, men are incredible creatures really. They're odd and strange and at the same time the simplicity of their minds and emotions baffle me even if they are in essence simple.Since my heart's been occupied with drummer boy, no less than six men have come out of the woodworks asking me outright if I wouldn't mind going out with

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Sometimes I love Dubai. Other times I can't stand this place.But one thing I've learnt from my life is that no matter where you are the worries and troubles are the same. The only thing that differs is how you deal with them.I spent all day running from my bank to my insurance company trying to sort out the details of the pay-out for my car (may she rest in peace) between the two. The sad thing

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I've got some great friends. Really. They all were so kind and concerned about my state.While I was sleeping off the bruises and the pain on Sunday, my friend called up drummer boy and agreed to go out with him and his female friend from the UK who is here for five days.I won't go into the details or the reasons for it. But my friend and his friend decided that it was their responsibility to get

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This morning I got into a huge carwreck with a wall.It was the wall on my right side or the speeding 4*4 coming at me at over 180 kms/hr.I swerved right and went straight into the wall.My airbags didn't pop.No.My head hit the steering wheel and my right arm is cut up. The seatbelt has left a bruise on my side and my legs are so bruised.But I'm alive.Holy God.I'm bruised and banged and I have a

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Point for me. Round 1 over. Drummer boy steps back and looses lead in an embarrassing way.My elaborate prank consisted of facebooking drummer boys closest friend here and then suggesting the idea that we wear t shirts with insulting phrases meant to embarrass him after he takes the stage.We spent two or three days toying with different themed statements and in the end the result was:Pretty boy

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I like this guy. I told you about him a few posts ago.He's a drummer in a rock band. He's funny. He makes me laugh all the time. We spend all day texting and emailing and making fun of each other. Its fun.I smashed his face in a cake you know. On his birthday. This weekend I have another elaborate prank planned for him in cooperation with his closest friends. Its going to be fun. He has no

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I'm not much of a politician nor do I follow politics very closely. The same can be said about me when it comes to economics. But I am one to watch out for market trends, media messages, and consumer behaviour. I also analyze strategy and communications.However, with the current global economic crisis looming large over everyone like a dark cloud that just won't go away, and the fate of the

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I've been doing alot of nail painting these days. Cleaning too. As well as implementing overall improvements to my own routines such as my skin care regimen, my diet, my exercise, my spending, and my wardrobe.I won't go too much into detail but I'm trying to teach myself some discipline when it comes to some things.I do like doing up my nails. I can't ever remember to put moisturizer on my face

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a cold whisper, undelivereda resolution maybe,something elseall togetherit really doesn't seem clearbut to my eye my heartit is precisely what you need to hearunder the layers of calm and stoneor the foils of emotion and rageor maybe even a logic of which only you knowit is sitting there waiting to be revealeda fortress so high so far out of reachbehind the walls of painful stopssomewhere inside

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Its been a while since I've done one of these. Its also been very relaxed in BarbieVille so maybe that would be the reason why I'm taking my time with everything. Even blogging.I feel like there is a new me inside me wanting to burst out but I'm weighed down by some fear or the other. Things that the mind reasons and accepts but the glorious encyclopedia of past experiences refuses to let go if

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Is it me or is Dubai becoming a little too much to handle?I think its just me.Anyways, according to Arabian Business, two very senior execs at Istithmar World were arrested today on what seems to be corruption charges. It doesn't say what the crimes they actually commited were but hey who cares about that right?However it does say that these execs were under investigation while at Tamweel.

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She did it!!!My girl Britney did it!!!She did it!!!Did you see how awesome she looked?After god knows how long of being mental she's back and she looks like her old fly self.I was secretly rooting for her to get her crap together again. I couldn't bear to see her loose her mind like that.Well she's back. Good stuff.The world is a better place. Can no one can skank it up like Britney and turn

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Dear 18 Y.O. Me,You think you know yourself but you don't. The thing with that is that its ok. It really isn't a big deal that you don't or that you think you do. Its part of growing up. But the truth is I miss you so much. I miss your determination. I miss the fierceness that radiated out of you. I miss the unfailing heart you put into everything you did. I miss the innocence and the naivete

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Its been a long first week of Ramadan. I managed to fast the first two days but sometime during the first day I was hit by a headache that felt like it threatened to crack my skull in tiny pieces. The headache continued through until two days ago at which point I got a shot in the butt and was told to stop fasting and stay on some major pain killers.I've had headaches like this before. Since I

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Don't like tags. But hey I'll do it anyways .. just this once1- What is your favorite quotable line from a movie?I don't think I have a favourite line from a movie but if I had to choose one right now its When Clark Gable says to ScarlettYou Miss, are no lady .. Don't think that I hold that against you .. Ladies have never held any charm for me. 2-Who is the most famous person you have spoken to?

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I've only just come back. You see I have been away for what can be deemed by some as a very long time. When you think of it though, two months is hardly enough.Two months of sleeping, thinking, eating, relaxing, travelling, and most importantly, disconnecting.I talked to no one but family, two close friends, and an X colleague who I consider now a close friend and even those conversations were

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Really quick update1. Thank you to those that said happy birthday on facebook *HUGS KISSES* I like totally love you.2. I'm better now. Doc put me on a detox diet for a while. Had to flush out all those nasty antibiotics somehow you know. My skin's glowing! TEEHEE3. Work is good. One of the clients I have officially sucks now. Like majorly. Like I am this close to firing them if there is such a

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Hi guys,I know its been a while. You'll have to forgive me. Its been hectic to say the least, nevermind how sick I've been.I had to take all of last week off because of how sick I was. Bronchitis and some kind of throat infection. Add to that constant fever and the dreaded chills. I was placed on a drip, given an inhaler, and told to not move or leave the house or even think of going out.

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I'm so sick ..I think I'm dying ..everything aches ...my throat has permenantly shut down ....my nose won't stop leaking .....and I feel like I've been run over by a truck .....and I can't sleep ...guess what .. I've got a cold ..

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I have an event this Thursday. It's a Gala dinner. Black Tie.Let's just say some really important people are going to be there.To top it all off I am Master of Ceremonies. I get to tell them when to sit down and when to get up.I've narrowed it down to the following:1. Follow the below linkhttp://www.coast-stores.com/fcp/product/-//Premier-Maxi-Dress/2224626815Girly, feminine, kind of grecian.

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All I really want .. is something to believe in ..something that makes sense of all of this ..something to hold on to when I reach out ..something to make the days and nights go by quicker ..something to anchor me when the storms hit ..If I could just dig deep maybe I'll find it ..But I keep digging and all I come up with is the hollow echoes of an undefined world ..I know I'm not the greatest

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*I've been in your face for five years and you know it would never happen, what made you do this now?**you know you're worth it**they're wonderful. thank you**they're not as beautiful as you**Jack, I love them but ..**how were the chocolates ...**Oh, there were chocolates ?**don't tell me you didn't get them. Send me pictures .. of you too**Jack!**Yes angel?**thank you but I can't take the little

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When you run an algorithm that you've written to process something or the other through a debugger; in this case let's refer to that something or the other as my emotional response, you often get the error EOF. This error signifies that your algorithm is incomplete in its structure or well basically you've run out of file. Wooptey doo da.I want to say I am tired. However I've already said it. And

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*phone rings* (my phone ring is a sonar echo - I feel really cool when I hear it)Me - Yes?Dad *whispering* - I'm at home. I took the rest of the day off. I need you to go buy your mom a gift. Me - Why? Sure. What's going on. I'm busy. Can this wait? Tonight? How urgent? Dad *still whispering* - If you can get it tonight or tomorrow that's ok but it has to be for tomorrow.Me - Dad. OK. Sure.

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Champagne floor length goddess dress with sweetheart neckline. The dress I wore is the exact same colour with the exact same material and flow. The only difference is that mine had crystal beads weaved into two braids for straps and crossed in an X in the back.Wore this to a wedding.Matte Gold/ Bronze open toed stilletos sandals by some dude called Roberto something or the other. Matte Gold

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Hello.My name is inMotion. I used to go by the name of babykaos. Back in the days when chatting on the internet meant icq'ing and waiting for that uh-oh sound. I was programming in DoS before I turned 15 you know. The only thing my dad ever bought me without questioning the value of the item bought was the computer. First year university and I was one of the few doing the lab work at home. Its

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It's days like today that I think of Doris Day or Marylin Monroe and each woman's larger than life persona.Anyways,Happy Singles' Awareness DayI love all of you!To each person who does not have a Valentine I am your Singles Back up Person that will remind you that today is about love and the most important kind of love is loving you!So go ahead give yourself a hug from me and from you. Here's a

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Oh lord.Can we just all take a minute in silence to offer our heartfelt condolences for the loss of Ms. Ingie Chalhoub's fashion sense? Wait make that her common sense too.silence ..............................................Yep. That was my reaction at the opening night of fashion week in Dubai when I saw her stompy little frame come in through the very grand doorways of Madinat Jumeirah in the

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I'm shopping for cars. I currently drive an A4 as you all know with the new corporate face of Audi. But its time to kind of give myself a bit of a gift. Budget? Up to 160 K AED total price of car. Out of all the cars that I've seen the following two have seated themselves quite nicely in my head and I don't know which one to get now.1. LR2 - 2008For 155 k AED I can get every single option out

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You've done us, your father, and your big brother proud.Thank you.You deserved the MVP award.You patsies thought you'd do it didn't you. Thought you'd walk away with the perfect season. The first in 35 years is it? Walking in all cocky and like you owned the world.Go Giants.Thank you.That was an awesome game.You've gained a new fan for life.XOXOXOXO

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Ten thousand things are flying around in my head like little paper airplanes zipping back and forth. I can't stop the thinking. I think I've gone off some edge or something.I'm addicted to this feeling of figuring out and yet I just want it to stop.So many things happened this past week and I believe I was operating on auto-pilot. Too long of a list to even list.I made a new friend though. We've

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This is dedicated to an online friend. _______________________________I won't let you downI will not give you upGotta have some faith in the soundIt's the one good thing that I've gotI won't let you downSo please don't give me upcause I would really, really love to stick around, oh yeahHeaven knows I was just a young boyDidn't know what I wanted to beI was every little hungry school-girl's pride

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HiHow are you guys? You all are alright?*nodding*OkI am going to put forward a few songs for all of you to choose from for my debut. The song with the most votes will be the one I ehem perform soon as I find someone to do background music and record with me and if I can't I'll find an instrumental copy of the song online.1. Angel - Sarah Mchlachlin 2. Save me from myself - Christina Aguilera3.

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How cool would it be if I could just wake up and pull my sweat pants on with the baggy t shirt and the big sweater jacket and running shoes and go to work?I mean I wouldn't even have to do my hair.It would just all be in a pony tail and it would so go with my new attitude towards make up - NONE -.Why is it that people are all obsessed about dress codes. Like seriously, WTF?I mean ok I love

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LadiesI just met Mr. Middle East for this year or the last. Who cares. I mean I know men are not supposed to be objectified as such since we complain about it so much but let me just all describe to you how it feels to finally be in the presence of someone properly taller than you other than your brother and with perfect features to boot.I was sitting down the entire time. You can't get into

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Here is something I wore to an event.The green dress is practically the same minus the ribbons off the shoulders. I don't do ribbons. It was hard to find a dress similiar to the shade of green I have with a not so high empire waste and in silk. Brand - a boutique in germany -. I wore it with Gold Shoes (shoes not sandals) that have a strap around the ankle and soaring heels. Could not find an

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I feel like posting. I feel like I have something to say. I just don't know what it is. I couldn't even think of a title.I keep checking other blogs and I'm like wow everyone is so serious about their blogging and I can't keep up.My phone's ringing. I want it to stop ringing. Please stop ringing phone. Please. If you love me stop ringing.This month has been very hard work-wise. Just way too

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I have begun training with a vocal coach.Who cares if I'm old. I'm not wrinkly yet. And lets hope the smoking hasn't completely killed my chords.I can still belt out How do I live without you without missing a note.My pitch I have to work on though.It flounders a bit here and there or so the coach said.What's awful though is hearing yourself on playback.You're just like "Ohhhhh .. I can't believe

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Currently at this moment and be hayde el la7za I am singing Wait for itSweeeeeeeet home alabamaaa with the commoners at a pub near the houseHave requested highway to hell but these pansies u know the brits haven't learnt the words Oh wellLivin aint easyWill be posting something sooon Just had to share Oh and gooooooooooo cowboysssss

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Items1 - Black Suede leather boots with black heel not silver one as pictured (hard finding the exact same boots when you originally bought them from a corner store in mar elias)2 - Top Midnight Blue - Tunic (the actual blue is darker than picture but the shape is the same)Usually pull the bottom part that looks like skirt up above hips by a little bit. Love flowy top but hate tight bottom and

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I'd like to start off by excusing myself. I've blogged alot lately. More so then I usually do. If you all are bored or want a change of pace feel free to express your desires .. by not commenting :)I'm connecting or trying to with you.There are mawa'if (positions) that need to be recorded.A few things happened today.I returned home planning on napping and waking up to work for the rest of the

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You know, I'd list to you the players out there interested in this doll if it meant it would advance my intellect a little or if it meant I'd be seen more positively but because this post is not about my bragging I'd rather I did not cite myself as a reference or case to prove a point today.We're all pretty dolls living the role and they're all jazzy players showing it off.Ladies, gentlemen, boys

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Hello, Hello!Would you look at that. It's the 2nd day of 2008. Can I please just say that you're all glowing and looking just a tiny bit no wait a whole lotta marvellous?Yes, you are. Oh come on now. Did you think I wouldn't notice? Did you think I wouldn't say it?Did you think I'd stay quiet about it?I'm afraid that that's not the case.I think I'm in love with you already.You're such a wonderful

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Did you hear that? I do.That's the sound of 2007 passing by and 2008 arriving neatly packaged up in a box at your front doorstep.How I wish that were true. It would be really cool if you could receive the new year wrapped up in a gift box and you could like open it up all at once and you would see what the universe has gifted you.No such luck.Hey. 2007 wasn't that bad.Consider the following:1.

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My sister and I went furniture shopping for my room and sitting area yesterday.Two hours later after hitting up every furniture store out there that could be plausibly seen as non-conforming to the cookie cutter crap out there, I made her take me back to IKEA in the end.Screw it. Their shit was affordable and maintained enough blandness that I could possibly make the place seem like it had my

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You know how all those other sites have this thing where they do like a look of the day and then they force feed you what you should wear and they're like oooooooh animal print is so last year and oooooooooh its in style to wear pants tucked into the boots. Well let me tell you, I was wearing the pants tucked into boots 3 years ago even before Paris Hilton. Did I mention the big bag trend? I was

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I know I know.You're all sitting there wondering where the hell that came from.I'm a closet american football fan. I mean I'm not a religious follower here but back home I was.And its looking alot like the NE Patriots are going to win AGAIN this season and I'll tell you this; I'm not liking it the least bit.I can't stand Tom Brady and it's got nothing to do with the fact he dropped Moynahan for

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I got my blackberry yesterday.It's true its like crack not that I've had crack but I haven't been able to put it down.I tried blogging from it for you guys today but the post was published on uae community blog and some schmuck with some bowel issues decided to burst my bubble with -------- sounds like ur really red lining the fun meter there --- as if - buddy just keep your mouth shut tight -

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By now everyone's probably already heard the song "Apologize".I just downloaded the entire album. I don't bother with new artists that much. Radio airplay usually covers a good song till its dead but not this one.Its gotten enough air time already and its still going strong.But what about the band that sings it?One Republic.Every song off their debut album comes from a genuine place in the

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It sometimes bothers me that I don't know everything. It bothers me that no matter how much or how hard I think about something, sometimes I just can't figure it out. It bothers me that despite disecting a situation from every possible angle, sometimes I just don't know something and I wonder what that something is or what it could be and how would I react if I knew it and when I'm bothered like

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Two months ago I was a size 14 UK or a size 10 American Overall.My pants were tight so when I went to buy new ones I ended up with a pair that were a size 44 European. I'm 176 so that all looks round like big coloum like pillars and since I'm so fair and my skin is glow in the dark type I did look like a pillar.I started dieting and for the first week I was annoyed and unhappy because I wasn't

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I'm going to do this really quick just so that I can keep those that are genuinely interested without the pretense of prejudgement in the loop .. the support I've gotten through the past couple months has been heart warming so I owe you an update at the very least .. so here goes ..1. Been attending a number of events round town all VIP Status and shit .. was at the Marlboro VIP Table for

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November is Mental Health Month…You can do your bit by remembering to send an e-mail to at least one unstable person. . . . . . . my job's done!! Life is too short for drama & petty things! So laugh insanely, love truly and forgive quickly!From one unstable person to another...Hope everyone is happy in your head - we're all doin' pretty good in mine!

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Day 8Yes. A slave.I am a slave for alot of things.But most of all I am a slave for myself.The long ass post yesterday about how I have feelings for some guy that I've known a couple years was just too long.But admitting something is supposed to be good. Its acknowledgement isn't it. They say that's the first step to solving an issue or getting back on track.What track am I getting back on exactly

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Day 7I'm a bit tired. I've been working long days. Up at 6:30 and running till about 7 or 8. Sometimes longer.Last weekend I put in about 7 hours of work. The same the weekend before.I haven't been out in a while. I mean out as in chilling out.Self discovery sucks. It overwhelms you and it drains you emotionally. To begin with I'm an inward thinker. Now I've got this to think about and my head is

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Day 6There is a man.When he speaks to me a smile places itself on my face permenantlyThere is a man.When I see him my mind finds its place in the fabric of reality and invokes in me a warm glow slowlyThere is a man.When he looks at me me my body goes numb and I am more woman than I have ever been thoroughlyThere is a man.When I catch him staring at me a sly grin creeps on to his face as if I'd

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Day 5 -I've spent the past 3 days being overly and inwardly analytical.This new mission I'm on has really forced me to take a good look at me and my life. Its also forced me to question truthfully and objectively the stereotypes we live with.The funny thing that came out from all of this is that the stereotype of the good girl persona is alive and well across all cultures. Ross and Racheal aren't

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I'd like to start this post off with a nod to the ladies that have been reading this. *nod*I appreciate your willingness to help out on this. I suspect we are all trying to figure it out. Initially which was only 3 days ago when I made this decision I doubted if I had the commitment to go through with it or the energy. I also expected response's like nick's urging me to fall back on the hand of

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Day 1It must be said that for a person to understand something he or she must dig deep inside his or her self to know what is going on. Having embarked on this crazy ass journey to place myself in the path of a Mr. Right. (gosh that sounds so desperate) I have to understand myself more. Otherwise how am I expected to know Mr. Right when he comes along? Relying on the romantic notion that I will

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This is a public service announcement. Inmotion is going to do something radical. As custodians of this personal blogging space (the other mini inmotions running around - I've got multiple personality disorder right now as a result of the internal conflict over the following decision) we would like to warn you that what you may be about to read could be hazardous to your mental health. If it is

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An old university friend who was 2 years my junior showed up on my facebook as being in Dubai. She'd been here for 8 months apparently. When we last talked we'd had an argument of some sort. I wanted to say somethings but didn't at the time. I just let it slide and walked it off. I wasn't upset that she'd been here for 8 months either. I have a life so does she. People move on. Who cares.It was

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I went to a wedding on Friday night.The bride? My youngest sister's best friend and the eldest daughter of the friend's of family. Her age? 22. I've watched her grow from when she was 14 or even 13. She's the third one out of that little group that my sister hung out with from grade school all through till high school graduation. They've all kept in touch. The 6 of them since their high school

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Hi there,How are you? How have you been? Is all well? I hope it is.*a smile and a light touch on the arm*Where have I been? *laugh*I've been around. Too busy to even scratch my head really. Honestly, too busy to make myself look fabulous even. I'm barely hanging on.Oh yes, I love that work is going great and that people love the magazine. Of course I'm happy that I have some steady income coming

inmotionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16146200951322929386noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26830683.post-59328584851711112962007-10-03T09:23:00.000+04:002007-10-03T09:47:41.663+04:00

Rollin .....You know that song? Well that's me .. I'm rollin .. rollin ......Just moved house this past weekend. Everything is still in a state of chaos even if it is organized chaos.Boxes all around. Unemptied and holding over 32 years of history for my mom and dad, and their children. We left half of our furniture at the old place.The set of navy blue sink and never get up from them couches

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This is a poem written by a now famous palestinian poet. For some reason I felt it my duty to translate into english.I've tried to give it justice as best as I know. Those who read arabic do let me know if you think I've done an ok job.In Jerusalem - Part 1we left for our beloved's place and were turned awayby the rule of an enemy and guarded wallsand I said to myself maybe its a blessing in a

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Here's an overdue intermission from the recent poetic bend I've been on. I'm sure all of you out there missed the happenings of my weird life most terribly.So what I'm going to do just so that I can get everything in real quick is post them all as points.I suppose I do care for you readers, otherwise why trouble myself with formatting and presentation :)1. Dude that was brought to my house to be

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She speaks to meof tender injury and pounding silenceof broken hearts and muted tormentof bleeding wounds and stinging anguishof hopeless sorrow and elusive solaceShe speaks ...She tells mea tale of desperate yearning and frantic loathingof burdened minds and whimsical fantasyof anxious hope and unrequited retributionof sleepless dreams and lonely dwellingShe tells me ...And she says ...She's

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He's come and goneA chance meeting, once againAnd nothing's fallen into place. Cruel you are, or cruel he isA more perfect pairing did not existAnd yet nothing's fallen into placeThe memory of what was not dancesA spin and a twirl colour the trappings Of that something that won't fall into placeBelief in you or belief in himBoth are as equally disappointing as sinAnd yet I wish it would fall into

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The confusion settlesand with it the dust of timeA circle within a circleand the ring of loss chimesWhere once you walkedonward and forwardYour steps are now slowerin a spiral and now downwardCautiously careless or rapidly warryeach is entirely equal in the endLovingly deliberate or hopelessly hasty just around the corner is one more bendCry you may & smile you may,emotion holds only one stainone

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Penance without confessionYou think me of saintly merrits and fabricYears have passed and I hold no desires you can fulfilRigidity and guardedness have settledYou disregard your vital part in thisArriving as you do .. unannouncedWas I not clear the last time we spokeMy hands were folded neatly in my lapWas the silenced anguish lost on youAll that I said fell on deaf earsDid you think that selfish

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My Darling,I wish to apologize. Infact, I feel it necessary to apologize. The incomplete woman in me longs to break free of this harness of silence.A harness forged out of your lack of faith in me and shined and gilded with my subservience.And yet to break out of this I am moved towards an apology because I fear your lack of understanding.You've remained a shadow in my life refusing to

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Location: Car - Sheikh Zayed Road - half way to hotel apartment building where meeting with partner and staff is taking place...Time: an hour before meetingEmotional Status - very worked up due a. to tight cash flow, b. visited 300 different places to renew registration, c. and upset over 200 dirham charge on one bounced cheque .."Current Status - Just turned up volume on Nelly Furtado song -

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"don't you ever wish that you could just get out of your head?""yeah .. I kind of get sick of everything. too much work.""no .. I mean .. really out of your head.""yeah .. I know .. life's just too tiring.""wlak .. out of your head .. as in change your brain for a little bit .. I'm sick of seeing everything from my point of view .. badde she jdeed .. somthing new""what?""eh .. ya3neh take a break

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Words from a songThen I see you standing therewanting more from meand all I can do istryThese words sort of manouvered their way into my thought process and put themselves on repeat about four or five days ago ...last night .. this conversation happened ...."you're mom is still bugging you about marriage?"(very friendly german client whom I love to visit and have pad thai with over a drink)"oh

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Stock taking timeNew Year's 2007 I made the following resolutions:1. Buy an apartment in Dubai2. No more dating - I don't care if you are Brad Pitt or Ramy Ayyash, I'm done with it all. I'm not good enough as is to take out for a third date so why should I even try.3. Work hard so that by the end of the year at my new agency I am in line for GM's position by end of 2008 at either my agency or a

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After midnight ... The only time I'll confess ..you'll never hear me say it ...because that would just be too much ...not for you ..but for me ...I couldn't bear the loss of control ..and maybe that's because of my immaturityThe irony?I don't love you ..I'm not even in love with you ..you're not right for me ... forget everything else ...you don't love me ...you're just not right for me ..and yet

inmotionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16146200951322929386noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26830683.post-61559401734487027172007-07-29T12:14:00.000+04:002007-07-29T13:15:56.754+04:00

"He's such a nice guy and his family is so great. I mean I even said to my mother if I wasn't married I would marry him. Howwe wo Ahlo bya3irfo y3eesho!"I couldn't help but smile my famous frog smile."Really ... "I said"Oh yes. Absolutely.""But you said he was 38. I mean I'm not knocking that he's not married but if he's so great why is he still single?""Oh that. He just hasn't found the right

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Sometimes I get this urge to just go on a rant like everyone else and I just can't keep my mouth shut so if anyone has a problem with what I'm about to post here .. well .. sorry buddy ... or buddies .. can't help you there ..So here goes:The S&D blog blocking by our dear old watchful uncle looking out for our state securityAside from the fact that this particular method is a tad bit ineffective

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Thanks to some ingenuine sourcing on the internet I had my copy a few days earlier than the rest of the world. But now that the book has been released I can talk openly about it.I love it. I love it. I love it.Oh god did I ever love it.There were parts where I teared and parts where I cracked up laughing.I finished the book in less than 24 hours.It may have been weak in the epilogue as far as

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Translated from A Letter to a Man in arabic by Nizar Qabbani1My dear Master,This is a letter from a stupid womanHas a stupid woman before me, written to you?My name? Lets put names asideRania or Zaynabor Hind or HayfaThe silliest thing we carry, my master - are names2My Master:I am frightened to tell you my thoughtsI am frightened - if I did -that the heavens would burnFor your East, my dear

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You could have told him.What the hell for?For closure maybe?Closure is for wimps. People that cant deal with the lack of obvious inevitability. As if we need an obvious and open finale for everything. When we did get so deep into this pyschological babbling bullshit? It's as if Dr. Phil's feeding it to us when we aren't looking and now we're knee deep in this crap. Could everybody please stop

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He says - I went out looking for you.You lie there, side by side, in the dark.You need to tell him that you found the ring, but you hesitate.Telling all is his code. Not telling, however, complies with the code of the Wiley Woman.You say - I found the ring.Fuck - he says.You say - You changed your mind about me.It isn't you. He says, as though you're to be comforted by the irrelevant role you

inmotionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16146200951322929386noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26830683.post-30560521654171438372007-05-30T01:40:00.000+04:002007-05-30T01:55:45.544+04:00

Up until I got home a couple of hours ago I was just about ready to announce to everyone and most importantly myself that I was back but bigger and better.The last month and a half have been a test to my patience .. a test brought on by growth as I see it now ..and now it seems that I really am going to be tested seriously ..I got food poisoning on Saturday night .. effectively helped me loose

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The little brother is in the hospital with a virus/infection in the heart of some sort.No name for the condition was given.Some meds and pain killers.What can I expect?If there's a doctor out there that is reading my blog please talk to me.Thank you otherwise for your support.

inmotionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16146200951322929386noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26830683.post-86006832107021781942007-05-09T15:53:00.000+04:002007-05-09T15:56:13.471+04:00

To those who wished me a happy birthday (you know who you are) ..Thank you from the bottom of my heart ..I am grumpy but I'm trying ..really really trying ..I'm laying low for a little longer ..apologies for the lack of posting ..I will be back .. soon .. until then .. keep yourselves busy with facebook .. and if you've got any cool tags .. let me know ..signing offinmotion

inmotionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16146200951322929386noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26830683.post-56535534289889915902007-04-30T14:56:00.000+04:002007-04-30T15:19:21.974+04:00

OkLast year's Miss Lebanon wasn't that bad. I mean she was a bit airheadish, a little on the skinny side, and looked like she had jaundice even when she had make up on, but she still had that cute thing that 19 year olds have going on. The nose job also helped to keep people focused on the cute smile.In short she was acceptable. So were the other contestants. I mean they were not stunners but

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You're going to ask me what does have to do with anything?Nothing.Just read the article below and now tell me if my humps couldn't sway McCain into flipping sides one more time and if I were to record it for You Tube would all the money in the world save him from himself and would I get interview requests that I could turn down?The way of the future has arrived ....Read on ..http://

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