Saaad

Gorgeous gorgeous gorgeous, I say so. Too yummy for words. Sa3ad Ramadhan from '9ay3et Barja. Love him. Feast your eyes people.



Enjoy,

The original was sung by Wadie elSafi but Saaad sings it better.

Till we meet again,
Sedeso

Boredom

Sleeping too much is a sign of depression. And every Friday I sleep till 4pm, which to me is alarming since I survive on 6 hours sleep on weekdays and 8 hours of sleep on weekends. I wish I was able to sleep more but my constant restlessness and vigilance is due to my fear of life passing by me too quickly without having had fun or achieved much.

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As I was strolling down Sloane st. one night with my friends, I stood still infront of this angelic face and couldn't help but take pics.

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3. What an angel.

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I am also still very bored with my life. Work is still tedious but is slowly becoming unbearable. Case after case after case and all must be done with a deadline in mind. I'm fed up. I go out and have fun with my friends but that buzz isn't there, something is definitely missing for I have lost all motivation to wake up each day.

What is wrong and why am I so ungrateful for all the blessings in my life? With all that I have, I should be so happy, and I guess I am but my life is lacking some excitement. I used to wish for stability during turbulent times and now I am bored and would like some excitement in my life.

Till we meet again,
Sedeso

A lift

Cried my way back home whilst driving today. Either that or I would've had a nervous breakdown at work while pulling my hair out. I prefer the former, please. I need a lift somehow, anything at all.

Bitchy workmates, immature colleagues, insecure bosses, show-offs, routine work that might as well suck what's left of the life in me. urrgghh, get me out of that crap place, please oh please.

Till we meet again,

Sedeso

Sunflowers

People will always interpret things the way their minds filtered them. Each one goes through different experiences and copes with them according to their capabilities. And in the end, they are always the good ones and no matter who has wronged whom.

What a petty thing when adults act like over sensitive, hormonal teenagers. You'd expect the adults to be the mature ones but I was surprised.

Please stop embarrassing yourself.
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My friends' grandmother grew these gorgeous sunflowers on her doorstep.

Till we meet again,
Sedeso

Boredom 1

My life is very stable in every way, yet I feel so bored it's unbelievable.

I'm bored with my boss because she treats us like school children, screaming her head off at every opportunity, shaking our hearts, and breaking our confidences. No breaks more than 30mins and no personal calls in the offices. We hear her footsteps from afar and jump to our seats pretending to work hard. Working life should be nothing like school, we should be expected to work hard yet it should be more fun and at our own pace as long as the work is delivered. The way we are you'd think it was a concentration camp. What am I doing there again? Oh yes, earning a living. Crap!!

I'm also bored with the gym and exercise in general. I need motivation but can't find it.

I need some excitement in my life, I need to be reminded of the beautiful things in life. I need a kick up my behind to get me interested and keep me going. Would a vacation do? But I've just come from one last month.

Universe, a more interesting and exciting life, please.

Till we meet again,
Sedeso

Job Offers

Thank you universe for you have been listening. I got 2 job offers in one day, each more demanding and high-profile than the other. Now I look forward to having the rest of my dreams come true.

Till we meet again,
Sedeso

ADD

It's official. I have been self-diagnosed with ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder). How would anyone diagnose themselves? I was driving home very late one night, with no iPod connection, listening to RADIO 1, to Dr. Raymond Hamdan when a boy called complaining about his inability to concentrate and focus for more than a few seconds. I immediately identified with the caller. I googled ADD and did 3 online tests and TADA. I suffer from ADD.

My initial reaction: Alot makes sense now. I've been like this since childhood and so many incidents can be explained.

My 2nd reaction: Considering what I've had this condition since childhood, I've done pretty well for myself. So imagine if I got over this how much more successful I can become?

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My silly boss seems to think I am slightly cocky and a tad bit too overconfident. The exact words used were: You think you're the best in whatever you do. I honestly don't think there is anything wrong with that. It's good to be confident. It's better to believe in oneself. And it's of uttermost importance to believe that one can reach the impossible. Our aims must be high and we should settle for nothing short of extraordinary. And you'd think a positive attitude towards life and the future would be appreciated now wouldn't you? I'm afraid not. I've got 2 words for you: Inferiority Complex. Hope you got the hint (*winks*)

Coveted chaussures du jour:

Till we meet again,
Sedeso

Cry Baby Cry

I am such a cry baby it's awful. I was told off at work today in front of my colleagues because my performance has been going downhill in 1 area. Bosses have a way of making you feel the size of an insect, hhmm. And ofcourse, being me, I cried wanting my mom (yes ladies and gents believe it or not, sometimes I cry and ask for mommy). My pout became the trademark for the rest of the day and hiding my feelings became nearly impossible. Negative feelings overwhelmed me and I'm still feeling down.

God, send me a gift and cheer me up please.

On a brighter note, I was given the green light by the elders for my exotic trip. I wonder where I'll end up. But what's more important is: I wonder which one of my friends will tag along? 

Till we meet again,
Sedeso

Angsana

Been on my feet all week and ended up with a huge backache. And ofcourse considering it's Valentine's day, practically all spas were fully booked. So I ended up going to the AR spa and having the best full body massage ever. I wish it never ended. I even got my butt massaged and that was wonderful. My pauvre behind sure has been neglected for so long.
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Finally gave Mimi her late wedding gift.
Till we meet again,
Sedeso

Old habits die hard

Of course, they do. No matter how grown up and mature we think we have become. I mean look at me, there are certain habits I struggle to get rid of such as over-worrying and stressing over things. I will admit I am better now by 180 degrees. But when I was down, the lows were too low that I'd get sleepless nights simply because my advisor asked to see me in 2 days time. Yes, that bad.

Another habit that I still have not managed to kick is turning every single normal-looking male ( 1 head, 2 ears, 1 nose...etc) into a potential future partner. This can be looked at in 2 ways. First, desperation is getting to me and unless I end up in a stable relationship before I hit 29 I may seriously become depressed. On the other hand, atleast I am keeping all my options open.

God, I know you're listening and I'm sure you're enjoying my theatrical lifestyle, so please cut me some slack and give me something to entertain myself with. I am so bored, more bored than lonely, and am slowly losing interest in remaining sane.

And the saddest thing is, I do not even remember the last date I went on. Yes, it has been that long.

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I love Prada. [insert FFWD:April 2010: and The One bought you this Prada in January child]




Till we meet again,
Sedeso

Friday Sermon

I was tidying the room just now and decided to switch on the Friday sermon and have it in the background. Who knows, I could pick up a note or 2. Of the things that I paid attention to and swallowed were:

1) God is always with us. A fact I seem to seldom forget. So if we intend to be naughty, let us not forget that God is watching and the angels are recording.

2) A short story.

A boy took his girl to the desert and was intending to get some action. The girl turned to him and said: Don't you know that God is watching us? And the boy left feeling regretful.

Please, you have got to be kidding me. In what dimension of the universe does this happen? Why don't they acknowledge the fact that there are hormones and emotions and lust in the air and it is only natural for humans to act like animals because we're all mammals? Unless you're a nun or priest, you have no control over certain things and even with the former I have doubts.

Peepshow of the day:

 A lovely afternoon chat
Till we meet again,
Sedeso

Jimmy

M.I.A is such a genius, see her Jimmy song.

Heard it first in Topshop Oxford Circus and danced to it and embarrassed my friends ofcourse.

Enjoy!!

You're welcome. 

Melancholy feelings

Blue Beautiful choices:___________________________

Did I jinx myself or what?

Just yesterday I was delighted about Sou's comment.

And today, I remembered him. I remembered the good times. I remembered when things were just perfect; when I was crying out of sheer happiness not believing the pot of gold I found at the end of the rainbow.

When it was good, it was really really good. Sleepless in Seattle? You've got mail? Pretty woman? None of those but my story.

I used to wonder whether it was 2 good to be true.

A part of me wonders, had I played by the rules, would we have lived happily ever after? Or was this picture of perfectness a passing blessing in disguise, because God wanted me to learn the lessons of life the hard way.

God, I know you wanted me to learn, to grow and mature, but couldn't he have been a bit less perfect so that it would've been easier for me to get over him?[insert FFWD: April 2010: You are still not completely over him Child, bless your loving soul]

I love him because she showed me that I am worth much much more.

I loved him because he made me feel like a princess.

I loved him because he helped me become a better person.

& I loved him because with one exception only, he was everything I ever wanted in a partner.

and the scary thing is that I still see him everywhere.

I see him everytime I go to the gym. I see him during every workout and remember how he pushed me to be fit. I see him everytime I order french fries and remember how he pushed the plate away from me. I see him everywhere and in everything, constantly (how can this be? how can a 2 month relationship take me so long to get over)

but I also hate him for not loving me back for who I was, not accepting me with my flaws and trying to change me into a barbie perfect obedient partner.

Am I contradicting myself? (sigh), I don't know anymore. I can only hope that my future is brighter than the past.

Universe, find me my lobster please. I leave you with another lobster couple. Frieda and her beau.

Till we meet again,
Sedeso

"Quote" i remember you saying, "I just don't wanna believe that this was all the happiness that God had in store for me." At sixteen, i didn't understand the full extent of that phrase . I forgot she was your favorite person, best friend, and the love of your life . I forgot that you guys had a past before me and D, i forgot you made plans, I forgot that the good always outweighed any bad with you two . Trying to see where your life would go from that sunny day in September . . . was impossible for you . seeing happiness past that Huntington moment was impossible . To lose the love of your life so quickly is worse than taking a bullet ... the wound doesn't heal . "Unquote"

Inner-happiness

Spoke to Su on the phone today and she said something that made a lightbulb spark in my head because it hit a nerve.

" The glow in your eyes, the healthy complexion, your constant smile, and the sheer bliss emanating from your soul, I honestly doubt that any man can make you feel this way."

Q: Why the lightbulb sparked?

A: Because I realized that happiness comes from within and I am the Key to my own happiness.

Coveted items du jour:

Till we meet again,

Sedeso

Leap Year

It's leap year this year and legend has it that if a women proposes to a man on the 29th of February, then he is obliged to say yes. I've known this myth since I was 15? I guess and I always wondered if any man truly does say yes. I also wondered if any Eastern woman was brave enough to propose in the first place.

Till we meet again,
Sedeso

I dislike

I dislike being compared to others simply because I love being an individual, an original in every way possible. No clones of me should exist, neither should there be anyone who looks remotely like me. No girl should copy my sense of style. That's it, there's 1 of me and none other. She's 1 in a million, so statistically, chances are I should never come across these other look-alikes, clones.

I hate it when certain girls see me sporting an item, or wearing it in an unconventional way, then after copying me, pretend it was their idea/originality in the first place. 

Another thing I dislike, which makes me feel very uncomfortable (hint hint mama), is when I am compared to other girls and the following is said: Why can't you be more like DiDi?

Well, mother dearest, in this certain situation, I may not have Didi's patience but why can't you appreciate the other things I do for you like: never answering you back, never raising my voice to yours, doing all the chores that you give me regardless of whether I am tired or not...etc. So please keep these things in mind and you will realize that I am the best daughter God could have given you.

I leave you with this gorgeous Fendi wallet '08.Till we meet again,
Sedeso