first vent of all, jersey shore is as real as life gets. real people nowadays are fake and pretend to be rich. love the show.
2. why the hell have they removed redsn0w from the whole fricken internet?! blackra1n doesnt work!!
3. recently came across a blog by a filipino maid (or pretend to be filipino maid) working in dubai. it sheds light on some good topics and a little insight into the psyche of domestic help. pretty interesting.
4. parents are weird. human psychology should be compulsory for every educated person. that is the only way i can imagine a world that's bearable to live in.
5. AC's dry you out. hte how i cant wear contacts in my house.
6. people who have perfect eyesight should be thankful and grateful every fricken day. poor eyesight just sucks. contacts are a bitch. frames feel weird on ur face and make people look ..not their best.
7. why does ferrari world look like a giant bacteria?
8. ke$ha looks like a man
9. ownagepranks on youtube is my new idol.
10. what is this new procedure which is making all the old women look so young n ...puffy skinned?
11. netflix only for US sucks ass.
12. iphones set you back 8 years in technology (i had a 2mp camera phone 8 years ago) but the retared random applications are well worth it.
13. i want a ps3 in my dorm despite having zero playing talent
14. arab guys need to seek psychological help. globalization and all this new found money has definitely impacted them for the worse. Watching driven on mbc action just confirms it. and whats with all the damn graffitti? and why do ALL the guys dress the SAME? i wanna burn those ralph lauren polos with the fricken flags. i hate you RL. whats good for your business is horrendous for the arab guys' "fashion"!
15. arab societies are hypocritical. arab men are hypocrites. no wonder all the arab girls are self obsessed n fucked up in the head. oh and you know you have major social problems when the majority of your fellow females consider kim kardashian to be their idol. God help us all.
16. had a sad sad realization this week. rich people keep getting money and people who actually need money never get any that is intended for them. why do i say that? my rich friends, my sister and i have been studying on the same scholarship. my friends failed to meet their minimum academic requirement and got thrown out of their college. they got a warning along with a chance to switch schools. they got kicked out again along with a second switching schools opportunity. my sister got into an accident and despite the medical nature of the problem, she got thrown off the scholarship. do you see the double standards? the worst part is, my friends are rich enough to afford their school tuition out of their "pocket money". my sister on the other hand actually needs financial aid. go figure.
Friday, January 14, 2011
"You cant walk in with a banana and expect everything to be peachy"
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Friday, January 7, 2011
Life is full of surprises. No surprise there. It doesn't take long to realize the fact that not all surprises are pleasant. Actually, pleasant surprises are the only real surprises in my opinion, the rest are pretty expected - just missing some details.
I believe in tackling surprises as life lessons; you live and you learn, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger etc... But, when is it time where surprises are trying to tell you to fucking change your life habits and direction and not just playing Boo! with you? When is it ok to label something a sign?
Do multiple failed attempts at something count? Do unexpected repeated failures due to external factors count? What differentiates a determined individual who will stand up and never give up from an insecure individual not willing to accept they're not cut out for something but too afraid to give up? What draws the line between the cowardly and courageous?
Are we all just waiting for luck to put everything into place in our subconscious heads? I know I live my life going down a steep river flow trying to navigate around the rocks and fallen logs and looking of new ways to control my speed and maximize the frequency of stopping at different rocks meeting other river transports and dwellers and having a good time before it's time to resuming flowing down again.
I try to learn from my hindrances in life. No matter how much I try though, It always hurts At least for a little while. But it's always easier to take my own pain because i know I'll be able to whether it. Its never easy to watch someone you love go through even half of what you've already been through. "Why" is the only thought that goes through my mind. Why couldn't I prevent this? No matter how much a person reading this externally tells me "you can't stop people from making mistakes or going through problems, we all get our fair share of em", I cannot help but feel worried as shit. But most importantly, how does one prevent any damage that your loved one will incur surviving this storm? How could one just watch your little ones get scarred and traumatized and do nothing about it? They tell you they wanna get through this on their own. They wanna grow. What draws the line between giving them space to learn from their mistakes and not giving a shit about them?
All I know now is that people who love each other unconditionally are never an I, they're always a We, no matter how much we all deny it. It's a collective system, we're like a solar system.
This vent reminds me of the relevancy of the family/social psychological model in treating patients. My phone's battery is dying though so maybe a discussion in another post.
I believe in tackling surprises as life lessons; you live and you learn, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger etc... But, when is it time where surprises are trying to tell you to fucking change your life habits and direction and not just playing Boo! with you? When is it ok to label something a sign?
Do multiple failed attempts at something count? Do unexpected repeated failures due to external factors count? What differentiates a determined individual who will stand up and never give up from an insecure individual not willing to accept they're not cut out for something but too afraid to give up? What draws the line between the cowardly and courageous?
Are we all just waiting for luck to put everything into place in our subconscious heads? I know I live my life going down a steep river flow trying to navigate around the rocks and fallen logs and looking of new ways to control my speed and maximize the frequency of stopping at different rocks meeting other river transports and dwellers and having a good time before it's time to resuming flowing down again.
I try to learn from my hindrances in life. No matter how much I try though, It always hurts At least for a little while. But it's always easier to take my own pain because i know I'll be able to whether it. Its never easy to watch someone you love go through even half of what you've already been through. "Why" is the only thought that goes through my mind. Why couldn't I prevent this? No matter how much a person reading this externally tells me "you can't stop people from making mistakes or going through problems, we all get our fair share of em", I cannot help but feel worried as shit. But most importantly, how does one prevent any damage that your loved one will incur surviving this storm? How could one just watch your little ones get scarred and traumatized and do nothing about it? They tell you they wanna get through this on their own. They wanna grow. What draws the line between giving them space to learn from their mistakes and not giving a shit about them?
All I know now is that people who love each other unconditionally are never an I, they're always a We, no matter how much we all deny it. It's a collective system, we're like a solar system.
This vent reminds me of the relevancy of the family/social psychological model in treating patients. My phone's battery is dying though so maybe a discussion in another post.
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Thursday, January 6, 2011
Medusas
can anyone get ahead in life without having sex in this world today? im starting to believe its not possible. everywhere i go, every guy i meet, every tv show i watch, every relative i loathe is either looking for sex in return for something or is offering it. Its not always so direct though. the majority of the times, its people playing with the idea of having sex to get ahead in life. How far can being a tease realllly get you? when does the pretend actually catch up with the truth? and why do men have to be such douchebags? yea i just had to vent that out there. men are the reason why girls have "real pjs" and "show pjs", the reason why they feel more or less about themselves, why they hate each other and just cannot stop competing with, deceiving and envying their fellow women. if only a reset button could be pressed on the general mentality of men. im not a hypocrite. i do treat better looking guys ..better. but that has a limit. if i can isolate the fact that im favoring someone due to their looks, i will stop and reevaluate the situation. i highly doubt my opposite sex would ever stop and reconsider.
oh and men need to stop coming out with music thats talking about fucking women. i cant stop listening to enrique's annoying new song cuz its fcricken catchy (great its playing in my head again) but everytime i here it, i get pissed off. when was the last time a female artist sang something lyrically similar to Tonight? my guess, not in a fucking long time. dont think theyre gonna start anytime soon either. its like girls either still have some morals remaining in them OR we really do live in a man's world where they prohibit any such material from existing. but for now, im gonna continue living in la la land and go with the first cause because i believe in running away from problems and pretending they dont exist.
i think this post was actually created after a few inspirational episodes of Weeds, browsing my fb feed (cough camera whores cough) and talking to some douchemen aka friends online. Great.
oh and men need to stop coming out with music thats talking about fucking women. i cant stop listening to enrique's annoying new song cuz its fcricken catchy (great its playing in my head again) but everytime i here it, i get pissed off. when was the last time a female artist sang something lyrically similar to Tonight? my guess, not in a fucking long time. dont think theyre gonna start anytime soon either. its like girls either still have some morals remaining in them OR we really do live in a man's world where they prohibit any such material from existing. but for now, im gonna continue living in la la land and go with the first cause because i believe in running away from problems and pretending they dont exist.
i think this post was actually created after a few inspirational episodes of Weeds, browsing my fb feed (cough camera whores cough) and talking to some douchemen aka friends online. Great.
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Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Venting 1
Its amazing how a person's day can turn from good to bad and vice versa every few hours. i've always tried to tell myself to keep a positive outlook on everything that gets thrown in my face on a daily basis hoping in the back of my head that this constant repetition of the thought will somehow trick my brain into thinking that it actually is the kind of person that i am. i am dumb though. i keep hoping, keep repeating the process and constantly keep failing yet i never take the decision to try something else. I'm by definition: Stupid.
but i cant be blamed for hoping to be positive. its really difficult to see the bright side of things when you're dealing with dumbwitted, pompous asses in the majority of your interactions. people dont wanna do their job anymore. they just want the power and designation - none of the responsibility. this is more prevalent in the UAE society compared to the US (the only two I know enough to compare) but present in both nonetheless. Personally, i only care about the uae bit of it considering this is where my future is - atleast for now.
so heres what pissed me off today
heres what made me happy today
"this is the life. Nutella and Top Gear" - Sis Uno
but i cant be blamed for hoping to be positive. its really difficult to see the bright side of things when you're dealing with dumbwitted, pompous asses in the majority of your interactions. people dont wanna do their job anymore. they just want the power and designation - none of the responsibility. this is more prevalent in the UAE society compared to the US (the only two I know enough to compare) but present in both nonetheless. Personally, i only care about the uae bit of it considering this is where my future is - atleast for now.
so heres what pissed me off today
- People refusing to do me a simple favor just to create the aura of "i am important and you are not important enough" when in truth they are saying "i am fucking lazy and pretentious and what are you gonna do for me in return"
- analysis of this situation : save your face or slap the bitch in the face. i went with saving my face
- CONTRUCTION WHILE LIFE GOES ON
- my lil sis goes to a school thats worse than a barn. we pay a bitchload amount of money to send my favorite sibling to a darn BARN. why we dont change schools is a long story which ill save for another day but yes. she goes to a "school" run by homoerectuses (or whatever the creatures are before homosepians in the order of Darwinism). they are building classrooms from scratch during school hours while little kids are playing on the playground that is part of the construction site UNSUPERVISED. its like a final destination movie waiting to happen. and im not even complaining about the potential pedophile construction workers...
- i went to an office to pick up my itineraries at a major travel agent and they smartassedly (i kinda do understand their thoughtprocess but still) decided to shove all the travel agents in a tiny office in the basement of the building where air was as thick as the fog in a steven king movie. it was hard to fricken breathe. my abaya turned from full black to striped sand. which reminds me of
- ABAYAS. yes theyre elegant. yes theyre pretty. yes they are cultural and modest and blah blah blah. BUT. they are fuckin IMPRACTICAL. i went to a cafe and grabbed two bottles of water and a latte. i had to walk like a damn penguin without lifting my feet so that my abaya doesnt trip me over. then my sheila went over my shouldar magically and right when a bunch of guys were about to pass me, it decides to slip off of my head. WHY WHY WHY. why cant we just wear normal clothes like the rest of the world! GRrrrr
- Tourists treating me like im a walking cultural symbol. they literally stop, point, stare and discuss me while avoiding direct contact. and i DO notice when they "secretly" try to take a picture!
- different electrical outlet voltages. WHYY why WHY
- people mispronouncing Vs and Ws. thanks to them, i do it too!
- Indians
- my family's high tech laptops compared to my crappy university issued piece of metal box
heres what made me happy today
- People actually doing there fricken job, being polite, nice and reasonable.. and actually pleasant on the eye as a bonus.
- People doing the whole "stare and bitch about other people and scrutinize everything they wear/do/say in public" except that they did it in a good way. Positive critical analysis Yayyy
- having an awesome family
- amazing weather
- university officials replying promptly
- Finding out that there are countries out there where the amount of money i make can get me a very high standard of living
- Indians.
- random IMs from friends saying awesome things while i was offline.
- facebook threads between friends
- reading old txt msgs
"this is the life. Nutella and Top Gear" - Sis Uno
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