"Lie to a girl, make her feel special"
The weird things is I’ve been told throughout my entire life that you should not lie to a girl, and I agree
Last Saturday night we were kissing, we kissed till the sun came out, then we kissed some more.
She asked me when was the last time I kissed a girl and I told her last Monday, she wasn’t really fond of that.
I always say never ask a question you don’t know the answer to (I’m talking about personal questions here), now someone might ask, why would you ask a question if you already know the answer to it?
Good question.
But that’s not exactly what I meant, I mean only ask a question that you think you know where the answer might be, for example: ask him if he thinks you are fat (cuz he will most definitely say no) however don’t ask him if he thinks your nose is too big (cuz he might say yes) and so on.
Now moving back to meeeee
I don’t know if that was the answer she expected or what answer she expected, but I didn’t want to weasel out on her, I thought I should answer that question.
The night was still saved afterwards, my answer didn’t absolutely butcher the moment as I thought it might, she did tell me “lie to a girl, make her feel special”
I guess if I say that she is special a lot of people won’t believe me, but she is
I’m not saying I never lied to a girl in one of those moments, but somehow I thought she would be able to handle the “last Monday” answer
Anyway…
Thursday, January 04, 2007
perfect timing
I guess she caught me at a very good time, you know (when you’re so lonely your ribs are closing in on you every single moment you spend alone) when you’re all alone, when there’s nobody, anybody to distract you from how desperate you’ve become, the few moments you get to spend with yourself you’d hate the most, yet you needed more of those
And there she was
A relief from all that
And I knew it was wrong, I mean i knew we couldn’t be anything in the future and that we have no future, she was just convenient, and it kills me to admit that (well I wouldn’t say it kills me but it pains me to say that) and now I feel guilty about her
Shit….
And there she was
A relief from all that
And I knew it was wrong, I mean i knew we couldn’t be anything in the future and that we have no future, she was just convenient, and it kills me to admit that (well I wouldn’t say it kills me but it pains me to say that) and now I feel guilty about her
Shit….
About my Favorite "2arashana"
As a result of writing about (NH) that got me thinking about what I like about another girl, the one with the three names, the one that puts a smile on my face
I like the fact that she makes me smile
I like the fact that she can be such a “2arashana”
I like the way she greets me with the mini calls in the morning so as not to bother me at work
I like hearing her voice
I like how she closes her eyes and bites her lips when I touch her
I love the way she smells
I love how her eyes widen when she smiles about a compliment I gave her
I don’t like how she makes me feel like I’m her boyfriend when I’m not and can’t/shouldn’t be
I like the fact that she makes me smile
I like the fact that she can be such a “2arashana”
I like the way she greets me with the mini calls in the morning so as not to bother me at work
I like hearing her voice
I like how she closes her eyes and bites her lips when I touch her
I love the way she smells
I love how her eyes widen when she smiles about a compliment I gave her
I don’t like how she makes me feel like I’m her boyfriend when I’m not and can’t/shouldn’t be
about (NH)
(N H) asked me why I found her interesting, the truth is I think she knows, at least she has one or two clues
so… as a result I thought I’d write it down, to document how she makes me feel
but it’s only fair to write what I don’t like about her as well :p
I like the fact that she isn’t afraid to say how she feels
I like the fact that she enjoys my shameless flirting
I like the fact that she shamelessly flirts back ;)
I like how she looks at me when I get her with one of my compliments
I like how she can be one of the guys and yet remain the girl she is
I like the fact that she is two years older than me
I like the fact that she is single
I like how I can excessively compliment her body without her taking it the wrong way
I like the fact that we got to be so close in so little time
I like her because she got me to say the expression “random” a lot
I like how she kisses
I like the fact that she calls me on my bullshit
I Don’t like the fact that she calls me on ALL my bullshit attempts
I Don’t like the fact that she asks too many questions that she already knows the answer to
I don’t like the fact that she is making me write this list
so… as a result I thought I’d write it down, to document how she makes me feel
but it’s only fair to write what I don’t like about her as well :p
I like the fact that she isn’t afraid to say how she feels
I like the fact that she enjoys my shameless flirting
I like the fact that she shamelessly flirts back ;)
I like how she looks at me when I get her with one of my compliments
I like how she can be one of the guys and yet remain the girl she is
I like the fact that she is two years older than me
I like the fact that she is single
I like how I can excessively compliment her body without her taking it the wrong way
I like the fact that we got to be so close in so little time
I like her because she got me to say the expression “random” a lot
I like how she kisses
I like the fact that she calls me on my bullshit
I Don’t like the fact that she calls me on ALL my bullshit attempts
I Don’t like the fact that she asks too many questions that she already knows the answer to
I don’t like the fact that she is making me write this list
quotes from the holiday
Amanda: You know Graham, I just broke up with someone and considering you just showed up and you’re insanely good-looking and probably won't remember me anyway... I'm thinking we should have sex... If you want
Graham: Is that a trick question?
And the other one that I vividly could relate to:
I don’t remember the actual quote but it’s something along those lines
Graham: Women tend to get hurt just by me being myself.
Friday, December 22, 2006
how to prank a telemarketeer
THIS is just brilliant
p.s i am back from London (obviously) and i'm swamped with work (merry christmas y'all)
i will get back with details of the trip and our visit to the police station there and everything
take care
K
p.s i am back from London (obviously) and i'm swamped with work (merry christmas y'all)
i will get back with details of the trip and our visit to the police station there and everything
take care
K
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
The following events and characters are entirely fictional.
I am Travelling to London for about 10 days or so tuesday night as a habit i like to leave my faithful readers (all 4 of them or so that stuck by during the dry spells) with some long post to read ( although i might have overstayed my welcome this time)
*plus it was something i needed to write
(warning: long post, if you don't have time then read it later)
The following events and characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual events or characters living or dead is purely conincidental (unless you are one of those characters then, ooops)
Main Characters: "He"
"She"
"Sherief"
and "kareemfromegypt"
2006:
Friday 1oth of nov, 3 am.
was she eyeing me? Sherief asked himself. i could tell that she had something on her mind, maybe she was wondering why i was making myself available again, as oposed to the last 6 months of making myself scarce, hmmm... forget about it man, it was probably just her bad luck that u caught her looking at you 4 times in the same night, so what if one of them was an outright stare, so what if her fiance was only 4 meters away dancing at the dancefloor. it was innocent, right?
Sunday 12th of Nov, 1 pm.
ok so they had a big fight, but it happens, except of course it usually doesn't happen because he was like 5-10 minutes late in telling her happy anniversary. he said he was gonna make it up to her
Monday 13th of Nov, 11 am.
ok so obviously they have bigger reasons for fighting, anyway the plans to make it up to her blew up in his face (not his fault to be honest) and now they don't talk (i'm glad she knows she can never call me)
Monday 13th of Nov, 10:30 pm.
Wooaah, never saw that one coming, never expected such a low blow from her, not towards him (he is the love of her life) i never expected her to rub his financial position in, then pour some salt on it by making a scene infront of her compound security and storming out of the car.
tuesday 14th of Nov, 5 pm
ok so he went and met her father, i told him it would be no use, the guy supported him completely, but i doubt he will ever do anything to help (plus he always had a greater influence on her than her own father ever did)
wednesday 15th of Nov, all day.
He is wondering wether he should continue with the relationship/engagement, first time for me to know that she threw the band in his face twice already in the past 4 months.
thursday 16th of Nov, all day.
He is still wondering
Friday 17th of Nov, 11 am.
they meet and talk, fail to reach a conclusion, and take off their bands.
Friday 17th of Nov, 4pm- 11 pm
Some of her friends and a relative talk to him about thinking this over ( i remain neutral in order not to be misunderstood, Lord knows i have been in the past)
Friday 17th of Nov, 11:30 pm
she calls him and the following conversation ensues
She: did you ask to see papy tomorrow?
He: yes
She: why?
He: WTF??? why? what do you mean why?, to talk to him about to today
She: huh? you mean we are over?
he: ??? what did you think taking off the band was?
She: i thought it means we are having a fight
He: since when did it ever mean that?
She: so it really is over? (starts sobbing)
He: yeah
she then breaks down and cries for half an hour, with a thousand i'm sorry's and i love you's and please don't leave me
then he parks his car and goes inside the hotel (he had a wedding to attend) stays on the phone for another 30 minutes, hangs up, stays at the wedding for 1/2 an hour then goes out, calls her again, she continues her crying for about another 45 minutes
Saturday 18th of Nov, 11am
He puts the band back on before going to meet her father
Saturday 18th of Nov, 10pm
i ask him what's up after he told me about the band incident, he relays the phone call to me, i can't believe he fell for the entire "oh i didn't know that this was the end" act
i keep my calm and ask him what does he plan to do next, to which he replies, "nothing, i'm not even convinced that this is going to work, i just put the band on because i am giving myself some time to cool off, and because i didn't want to finalize it." and then he adds "we are seperated now, i'm considering this phase as if we got divorced but i haven't registered it yet" I am not convinced, naturally
Tuesday 21st of Nov, 10 pm.
sherief hears from a mutual friend that he went to her place to have dinner (so he assumes everything is going back to normal
Wednesday 22nd of Nov, 11am
the following conversation between me and him:
Sherief: so you went yesterday and met her
He: yeah (sheepishly)
Sherief: and you went out somewhere (i know he didn't)
He: no, we stayed at her place (voice trailing off)
Sherief: (acting surprized) you did? like with her mom and everything? at home? as in one big happy family?
He: well... it's just because i got the CPA exam, u know i'm travelling tomorrow, and if i had went there in our state i would have definetly stayed there, you know i got offered a job there
at that point i steer the conversation towards the offer (as i think i have made my point) i don't think even he is convinced with that reason.
Thursday 23rd of Nov, 8pm
she drives him to the airport, then calls sherief on her way home
She: Alo?
Sherief: yes?
She: it's ****
Sherief: i know
She: i thought you might have erased my number
Sherief: even if i had, i have a freakishly good memory with numbers.
She: can i see you?
Sherief: something specific?
She: i just need a familiar face to talk to
Sherief: and i guess this is as familiar as it gets
She: well... i was hoping to talk to someone who isn't judgemental
Sherief: not anymore, not as before anyway
She: please
Sherief: ok ok, i am at home anyway, not going anywhere
i only said ok out of curiosity, what made her want to talk to me that badly?, they had problems in the past and never had she come to me with them. (i wonder if she knows that i know) was it because of the other night at the club?
she arrives, looking great i might add, she had gained a couple of kilos, and i love a full figure (anyway) and we go sit at what used to be the regular hangout of the group
Sherief/me: you gained weight
She: is that a good thing or a bad thing?
and i go: you know wether it's a good thing or a bad thing
She: thanks
I: so, what's up?
She: actually i need to lose weight
I: really?
She: yeah (HE) prefers me slimmer
I: i know he likes skinny chicks, i'm surprised he ever hooked up with you
She: ouch
I: well it's true
She: anyway i'm going to the nutritionist this saturday
I: good for you
She: what's wrong with you? you sound distant and distracted, i mean i'm used to the bluntness, but the absentmindedness kinda scares me, you were always sharp
I: i thought today was about you, not me
She: that's the sherief i'm used to
So the conversation goes back and forth in a similar tone for about 90 minutes, i figure "great, she doesn't sound like she got something up her sleeve"
We get back in her car, she used to do most of the driving, wether i liked it or not, nothing changed that day, we cruised for a while, then she parked all of a sudden in a side street and got out of the car. (and i hoped secretly that this wasn't one of her crazy fits)
then she got back in...
I: what was that all about?
She: nothing, i was checking the trunk, i thought i had left something.
I: ok, for a while i thought you were gonna get the jack or something to hit me with
She: (laughing) why would i ever do that?
And then she is all over me, kissing me and putting her hand over my crotch
I: WHAT THE FUCK!!!!! (as i push her away)
She: come on!!!! (going for it again)
I: (i push her again) STOP IT!!!
She: What!!!
I: is that your idea of revenge? what the hell was all that talk about losing weight back there?
She: what? no no i'm not gonna tell him, ever, he would leave me if he found out
I: you think?
She: come onnnn!!!!!
I: No
(she takes her top off, turns out she had taken off her bra and put it in the trunk)
(Sherief gets out of the car)
She: Wait (buttoning it down again)
I: What now?
She: i'll tell him
I: i'll take my chances, Oh and ****
She: yeah?
I: fuck you and your crazy, lunatic mother
(that's her soft spot, her mom's sanity... bitch)
Friday 24th of Nov, all day
she keeps calling me and i don't answer, i just need her to send one condemning SMS (yet i can't get the picture of her "topless" from my head... i had forgotten how she looked)
All she sent so far was along the lines of "we need to talk about yesterday" ( i guess no one is that stupid)
plus i don't want to ruin the engagement, i just need something to shut her up with, some guarantee that she won't make up some story
i sent her a couple of messages trying to extract a confession out of her, again nothing
Saturday 25th of Nov, 11 am.
i decide to meet her, to talk some sense ino her, i answer her next call
I: so, what's up
She: you're coming to my house, tonight.
I: no, let's meet somewhere first
She: no, you'll do as i say
I: is your place empty?
She: yeah, mom went to visit my sis and she's spending the night there, and you are spending it here
I: i got work tomorrow
She: so do i
I: let's just meet somewhere first, then go to your place later, what's the rush
She: i'll see you at 7 at my place
click...
(damn, this didn't go as i'd hoped at all, maybe face to face i can do better)
Sherief calls Kareem
S: yo man, you busy
K: nope, sitting at Euro Deli writting some stuff
S: alone?
K: yeah, who would sit with the crazy dude typing away at his keyboard?
S: ok... look i need to talk to someone, can i come?
K: yeah but give me 15 minutes to wrap up the chapter i'm writting.
S: i'm on the way
Sherief enters to find Kareem halfway through a big cheese burger
S: what happened to the diet? what happened to the chapter?
K: free meal, writters block, plus food is good for creativity, fuck them salads man
K: so what's up?
S: you remember ****
K: wasn't she the one with the Big bazoombas? excuse me ya3ni
S: the one and only
K: yeah sure i remember her, what happened to her
S: she's engaged, to ****
K: damn!!!! how did that happen? you and him are close aren't you?
S: yeah, but not as much as before
K: so he is cool with the fact that u used to refer to her as the one with the big bazoombas?
S: well... i'm not sure if he remembers anyway, plus i don't refer to her as that anymore
K: no one forgets such a thing Sherief, i thought you knew that
S: well that's not the problem anyway, the problem is....
(and i relay to him what happened)
K: and what exactly do you aim to achieve by going?
S: i'm not sure i should go, that's why i am talking with you
K: well you said you were going, i wouldn't want to tick her off, she has no problems lying about anything, sounds to me like you're in deep shit
S: you think i needed you to tell me that?
K: ok, ok. so you obviously don't want to go through with it, right?
S: Kareem, you have no idea how close i came to going for her in the car
K: i'm surprised you didn't, the whole "what goes around comes around thing" that gets me to stop at these kinda situations, although I gotta say I never had one that was similar to this, not this bad anyway
S: so?
K: Good luck man, i might be tempted to hit and quit, maybe she'll shut up then, i don't think she'll take being rejected very well, then again it could be a trap...
so what would you guys do if you were sherief????
K
*plus it was something i needed to write
(warning: long post, if you don't have time then read it later)
The following events and characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual events or characters living or dead is purely conincidental (unless you are one of those characters then, ooops)
Main Characters: "He"
"She"
"Sherief"
and "kareemfromegypt"
2006:
Friday 1oth of nov, 3 am.
was she eyeing me? Sherief asked himself. i could tell that she had something on her mind, maybe she was wondering why i was making myself available again, as oposed to the last 6 months of making myself scarce, hmmm... forget about it man, it was probably just her bad luck that u caught her looking at you 4 times in the same night, so what if one of them was an outright stare, so what if her fiance was only 4 meters away dancing at the dancefloor. it was innocent, right?
Sunday 12th of Nov, 1 pm.
ok so they had a big fight, but it happens, except of course it usually doesn't happen because he was like 5-10 minutes late in telling her happy anniversary. he said he was gonna make it up to her
Monday 13th of Nov, 11 am.
ok so obviously they have bigger reasons for fighting, anyway the plans to make it up to her blew up in his face (not his fault to be honest) and now they don't talk (i'm glad she knows she can never call me)
Monday 13th of Nov, 10:30 pm.
Wooaah, never saw that one coming, never expected such a low blow from her, not towards him (he is the love of her life) i never expected her to rub his financial position in, then pour some salt on it by making a scene infront of her compound security and storming out of the car.
tuesday 14th of Nov, 5 pm
ok so he went and met her father, i told him it would be no use, the guy supported him completely, but i doubt he will ever do anything to help (plus he always had a greater influence on her than her own father ever did)
wednesday 15th of Nov, all day.
He is wondering wether he should continue with the relationship/engagement, first time for me to know that she threw the band in his face twice already in the past 4 months.
thursday 16th of Nov, all day.
He is still wondering
Friday 17th of Nov, 11 am.
they meet and talk, fail to reach a conclusion, and take off their bands.
Friday 17th of Nov, 4pm- 11 pm
Some of her friends and a relative talk to him about thinking this over ( i remain neutral in order not to be misunderstood, Lord knows i have been in the past)
Friday 17th of Nov, 11:30 pm
she calls him and the following conversation ensues
She: did you ask to see papy tomorrow?
He: yes
She: why?
He: WTF??? why? what do you mean why?, to talk to him about to today
She: huh? you mean we are over?
he: ??? what did you think taking off the band was?
She: i thought it means we are having a fight
He: since when did it ever mean that?
She: so it really is over? (starts sobbing)
He: yeah
she then breaks down and cries for half an hour, with a thousand i'm sorry's and i love you's and please don't leave me
then he parks his car and goes inside the hotel (he had a wedding to attend) stays on the phone for another 30 minutes, hangs up, stays at the wedding for 1/2 an hour then goes out, calls her again, she continues her crying for about another 45 minutes
Saturday 18th of Nov, 11am
He puts the band back on before going to meet her father
Saturday 18th of Nov, 10pm
i ask him what's up after he told me about the band incident, he relays the phone call to me, i can't believe he fell for the entire "oh i didn't know that this was the end" act
i keep my calm and ask him what does he plan to do next, to which he replies, "nothing, i'm not even convinced that this is going to work, i just put the band on because i am giving myself some time to cool off, and because i didn't want to finalize it." and then he adds "we are seperated now, i'm considering this phase as if we got divorced but i haven't registered it yet" I am not convinced, naturally
Tuesday 21st of Nov, 10 pm.
sherief hears from a mutual friend that he went to her place to have dinner (so he assumes everything is going back to normal
Wednesday 22nd of Nov, 11am
the following conversation between me and him:
Sherief: so you went yesterday and met her
He: yeah (sheepishly)
Sherief: and you went out somewhere (i know he didn't)
He: no, we stayed at her place (voice trailing off)
Sherief: (acting surprized) you did? like with her mom and everything? at home? as in one big happy family?
He: well... it's just because i got the CPA exam, u know i'm travelling tomorrow, and if i had went there in our state i would have definetly stayed there, you know i got offered a job there
at that point i steer the conversation towards the offer (as i think i have made my point) i don't think even he is convinced with that reason.
Thursday 23rd of Nov, 8pm
she drives him to the airport, then calls sherief on her way home
She: Alo?
Sherief: yes?
She: it's ****
Sherief: i know
She: i thought you might have erased my number
Sherief: even if i had, i have a freakishly good memory with numbers.
She: can i see you?
Sherief: something specific?
She: i just need a familiar face to talk to
Sherief: and i guess this is as familiar as it gets
She: well... i was hoping to talk to someone who isn't judgemental
Sherief: not anymore, not as before anyway
She: please
Sherief: ok ok, i am at home anyway, not going anywhere
i only said ok out of curiosity, what made her want to talk to me that badly?, they had problems in the past and never had she come to me with them. (i wonder if she knows that i know) was it because of the other night at the club?
she arrives, looking great i might add, she had gained a couple of kilos, and i love a full figure (anyway) and we go sit at what used to be the regular hangout of the group
Sherief/me: you gained weight
She: is that a good thing or a bad thing?
and i go: you know wether it's a good thing or a bad thing
She: thanks
I: so, what's up?
She: actually i need to lose weight
I: really?
She: yeah (HE) prefers me slimmer
I: i know he likes skinny chicks, i'm surprised he ever hooked up with you
She: ouch
I: well it's true
She: anyway i'm going to the nutritionist this saturday
I: good for you
She: what's wrong with you? you sound distant and distracted, i mean i'm used to the bluntness, but the absentmindedness kinda scares me, you were always sharp
I: i thought today was about you, not me
She: that's the sherief i'm used to
So the conversation goes back and forth in a similar tone for about 90 minutes, i figure "great, she doesn't sound like she got something up her sleeve"
We get back in her car, she used to do most of the driving, wether i liked it or not, nothing changed that day, we cruised for a while, then she parked all of a sudden in a side street and got out of the car. (and i hoped secretly that this wasn't one of her crazy fits)
then she got back in...
I: what was that all about?
She: nothing, i was checking the trunk, i thought i had left something.
I: ok, for a while i thought you were gonna get the jack or something to hit me with
She: (laughing) why would i ever do that?
And then she is all over me, kissing me and putting her hand over my crotch
I: WHAT THE FUCK!!!!! (as i push her away)
She: come on!!!! (going for it again)
I: (i push her again) STOP IT!!!
She: What!!!
I: is that your idea of revenge? what the hell was all that talk about losing weight back there?
She: what? no no i'm not gonna tell him, ever, he would leave me if he found out
I: you think?
She: come onnnn!!!!!
I: No
(she takes her top off, turns out she had taken off her bra and put it in the trunk)
(Sherief gets out of the car)
She: Wait (buttoning it down again)
I: What now?
She: i'll tell him
I: i'll take my chances, Oh and ****
She: yeah?
I: fuck you and your crazy, lunatic mother
(that's her soft spot, her mom's sanity... bitch)
Friday 24th of Nov, all day
she keeps calling me and i don't answer, i just need her to send one condemning SMS (yet i can't get the picture of her "topless" from my head... i had forgotten how she looked)
All she sent so far was along the lines of "we need to talk about yesterday" ( i guess no one is that stupid)
plus i don't want to ruin the engagement, i just need something to shut her up with, some guarantee that she won't make up some story
i sent her a couple of messages trying to extract a confession out of her, again nothing
Saturday 25th of Nov, 11 am.
i decide to meet her, to talk some sense ino her, i answer her next call
I: so, what's up
She: you're coming to my house, tonight.
I: no, let's meet somewhere first
She: no, you'll do as i say
I: is your place empty?
She: yeah, mom went to visit my sis and she's spending the night there, and you are spending it here
I: i got work tomorrow
She: so do i
I: let's just meet somewhere first, then go to your place later, what's the rush
She: i'll see you at 7 at my place
click...
(damn, this didn't go as i'd hoped at all, maybe face to face i can do better)
Sherief calls Kareem
S: yo man, you busy
K: nope, sitting at Euro Deli writting some stuff
S: alone?
K: yeah, who would sit with the crazy dude typing away at his keyboard?
S: ok... look i need to talk to someone, can i come?
K: yeah but give me 15 minutes to wrap up the chapter i'm writting.
S: i'm on the way
Sherief enters to find Kareem halfway through a big cheese burger
S: what happened to the diet? what happened to the chapter?
K: free meal, writters block, plus food is good for creativity, fuck them salads man
K: so what's up?
S: you remember ****
K: wasn't she the one with the Big bazoombas? excuse me ya3ni
S: the one and only
K: yeah sure i remember her, what happened to her
S: she's engaged, to ****
K: damn!!!! how did that happen? you and him are close aren't you?
S: yeah, but not as much as before
K: so he is cool with the fact that u used to refer to her as the one with the big bazoombas?
S: well... i'm not sure if he remembers anyway, plus i don't refer to her as that anymore
K: no one forgets such a thing Sherief, i thought you knew that
S: well that's not the problem anyway, the problem is....
(and i relay to him what happened)
K: and what exactly do you aim to achieve by going?
S: i'm not sure i should go, that's why i am talking with you
K: well you said you were going, i wouldn't want to tick her off, she has no problems lying about anything, sounds to me like you're in deep shit
S: you think i needed you to tell me that?
K: ok, ok. so you obviously don't want to go through with it, right?
S: Kareem, you have no idea how close i came to going for her in the car
K: i'm surprised you didn't, the whole "what goes around comes around thing" that gets me to stop at these kinda situations, although I gotta say I never had one that was similar to this, not this bad anyway
S: so?
K: Good luck man, i might be tempted to hit and quit, maybe she'll shut up then, i don't think she'll take being rejected very well, then again it could be a trap...
so what would you guys do if you were sherief????
K
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Drained
i get depressed a lot (not a lot as in a long while but like a couple of times a week for a couple of hours each)
sometimes you know why you are depressed (love, Family, Career, Friends)
i don't know why i am depressed most of the time, cuz everything is ok, family is ok, work is ok, love is overrated and friends are overrated.
but today i know why, it's cuz my head is extremly cramped with a shit load of things to do, decisions to make and actions to take... ok so maybe that's normal, or bound to happen every now and then, but this time i don't have time to sit and clear my mind, to come to some sort of peace with myself and the decisions i need to take. i constantly say i need a break, and whine about not taking one, and it's frustrating
it's a shame when you can't make time for yourself to work things out, not to mention helping others.
K
sometimes you know why you are depressed (love, Family, Career, Friends)
i don't know why i am depressed most of the time, cuz everything is ok, family is ok, work is ok, love is overrated and friends are overrated.
but today i know why, it's cuz my head is extremly cramped with a shit load of things to do, decisions to make and actions to take... ok so maybe that's normal, or bound to happen every now and then, but this time i don't have time to sit and clear my mind, to come to some sort of peace with myself and the decisions i need to take. i constantly say i need a break, and whine about not taking one, and it's frustrating
it's a shame when you can't make time for yourself to work things out, not to mention helping others.
K
Friday, November 17, 2006
And they all lived happily ever after
a friend of mine once said a quote that i find quite appropriate for the title
"Ha2aw 2aw 2aw 3AAAAW"
fuck you all (fucking fairytale writters)
who wrote those anyway?
"Ha2aw 2aw 2aw 3AAAAW"
fuck you all (fucking fairytale writters)
who wrote those anyway?
Rate your life man
It might not be worth it :)
| This Is My Life, Rated | |
| Life: |  6.1 |
| Mind: | 6.2 |
| Body: |  4.7 |
| Spirit: |  7.1 |
| Friends/Family: |  3.8 |
| Love: |  2.1 |
| Finance: |  8.1 |
| Take the Rate My Life Quiz | |
just thought you might want to know
my life is about average, my mind is just about average, my body is way below average, but sirprisingly my spirit is high, the friends/family took a blow cuz of my friends, as for the love life, i'm surprised that the average is this high (however not surprised that women scored higher) and finally finance (when you got no friends, no love, are over weight and your mind is rated lower than the average male then you'd better have some money or at least financial security
here are the averages of all those who took the test:
Life: 6.4
Mind: 6.1
Body: 6.8
Spirit: 6.2
Friends/Family: 5.0
Love: 4.2
Finance: 6.0
Count: 843,676
and by gender:
Life:
Male: 6.4
Female: 6.3
Mind:
Male: 6.4
Female: 6.0
Body:
Male: 7.0
Female: 6.7
Spirit:
Male: 6.3
Female: 6.2
Friends/Family:
Male: 4.9
Female: 5.1
Love:
Male: 4.0
Female: 4.4
Finance:
Male: 6.0
Female: 5.9
Counts:
Male: 349,915
Female: 508,330
of course it's all about how depressed/delusional you are, right?
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Trusstt mee mi frend (in egyptian accent)
she is one of the most interesting people i've ever met.
No matter how much i say about her, i don't think there is anything to be said that can do her justice. the fact is, that i hadn't been impressed by any girl for the past year or two, seriously. i liked some girls, i felt "something" towards other girls, but never, for about 24 months had i been truly and totally blown away by a girl the way she managed to devour all sense of inner stability in me, it lasted for 3 days then i had to travel somewhere.
I came back a long while later (in between we texted and emailed) and in one of our outings (probably the second one) she springs up some wierd confessional shit on me.
Now for some reason people trust me, they trust me with secrets that very few people other than themselves know about, the kind of secrets that include the words (molest, pills, rape, affair, Gay, Slashing wrists, going after married women and sexual needs being ignored by husband)
I understand the need to get some shit like that off their chest, and i am grateful for being blessed with the quality that makes them trust me.
My concern in this particular case is that it wasn't done in the same fashion or trend i came to expect over the years.
First of all, wether it's about pills, finding out that your sister is dating an older man/woman in some cases or trying to kill yourself, what they all boil down to essentially is the need to share that secret with someone, and postsecret.com has provided that for a while, but personal sharing of one of those secrets remains the most effective way to reach or get the result because telling a real person about that sort of thing switches it from a popular post with many readers to a real secret (the kind that only you and the person you are telling know about).
In that case one "real" person is better than hundreds of virtual ones.
Why? because you can talk about that problem later with that person again, if his/her sis continues to date that older person or if the need to commit suicide persists, you can talk again about it and reach a conclusion and post secret doesn't provide that.
Ok. enough sidetracking
Now why would she spring up some weird shit like that on me and then avoid me after it till this day. I mean if she doesn't want to talk about it beyond that day, fair enough, but she still has to talk about something mainstream, maintain the same level of friendship, the level that allowed her to confide in me in the 1st place.
*She ignored me altogether and cited being busy, i'm sorry but busy don't cut it at all, i know busy, I AM busy, she can't just leave this confessional shit linger as the last words we spoke. (shame she doesn't read this blog though)
So babe, i'm sorry, but i won't be your emotional kleenex/garbage disposal. This is strike one and two to me, this is your last chance.
No matter how much i say about her, i don't think there is anything to be said that can do her justice. the fact is, that i hadn't been impressed by any girl for the past year or two, seriously. i liked some girls, i felt "something" towards other girls, but never, for about 24 months had i been truly and totally blown away by a girl the way she managed to devour all sense of inner stability in me, it lasted for 3 days then i had to travel somewhere.
I came back a long while later (in between we texted and emailed) and in one of our outings (probably the second one) she springs up some wierd confessional shit on me.
Now for some reason people trust me, they trust me with secrets that very few people other than themselves know about, the kind of secrets that include the words (molest, pills, rape, affair, Gay, Slashing wrists, going after married women and sexual needs being ignored by husband)
I understand the need to get some shit like that off their chest, and i am grateful for being blessed with the quality that makes them trust me.
My concern in this particular case is that it wasn't done in the same fashion or trend i came to expect over the years.
First of all, wether it's about pills, finding out that your sister is dating an older man/woman in some cases or trying to kill yourself, what they all boil down to essentially is the need to share that secret with someone, and postsecret.com has provided that for a while, but personal sharing of one of those secrets remains the most effective way to reach or get the result because telling a real person about that sort of thing switches it from a popular post with many readers to a real secret (the kind that only you and the person you are telling know about).
In that case one "real" person is better than hundreds of virtual ones.
Why? because you can talk about that problem later with that person again, if his/her sis continues to date that older person or if the need to commit suicide persists, you can talk again about it and reach a conclusion and post secret doesn't provide that.
Ok. enough sidetracking
Now why would she spring up some weird shit like that on me and then avoid me after it till this day. I mean if she doesn't want to talk about it beyond that day, fair enough, but she still has to talk about something mainstream, maintain the same level of friendship, the level that allowed her to confide in me in the 1st place.
*She ignored me altogether and cited being busy, i'm sorry but busy don't cut it at all, i know busy, I AM busy, she can't just leave this confessional shit linger as the last words we spoke. (shame she doesn't read this blog though)
So babe, i'm sorry, but i won't be your emotional kleenex/garbage disposal. This is strike one and two to me, this is your last chance.
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
blah blah bloo
I am in the middle of writing a couple of the usual posts at the moment, but I’m too busy to finish any of them, plus writing other non-blog related stuff, so i leave you with this extract, if you can be bothered in the first place (i would)
It’s a little outdated and doesn’t reflect on my current mood, although it sounds like me sometimes
till later
K
Tiny says:
k?
Kareem says:
D?
Tiny says:
ana olt enta nemt
Kareem says:
la2 sa7y
Kareem says:
we zay man
Kareem says:
mana
Tiny says:
u ok ya k?
Kareem says:
not really
Kareem says:
not ok
Tiny says:
even in the sos, mesh enta
Kareem says:
not not ok
Kareem says:
la2 el sos dah kan depression from the diet
Kareem says:
i know
Kareem says:
the high protiens zero carbs depresses
Tiny says:
oui je sais
Tiny says:
i am just checking on u
Kareem says:
avec le bla bla bloo?
Kareem says:
francais c'est non?
Kareem says:
je parle francais comme le liblibb
Kareem says:
stick to english plz
Kareem says:
or francoarab ma3 enno annoying gedan
Tiny says:
ok then, english only it is
Tiny says:
anyways...get better soon ..life is not worth it
Tiny says:
it's too short and it's too yucky to give a rat's ass
Kareem says:
or two flying farts
Tiny says:
yeah
Tiny says:
3ala ra2yak
Tiny says:
bas keda
Tiny says:
that's what i wanted to say
Kareem says:
thx
Kareem says:
thx D i appreciate
Kareem says:
i do i do
Kareem says:
bas random ka2aba
Kareem says:
sometimes hits you
Tiny says:
what hits u!? ka2aba?
Kareem says:
yeah
Tiny says:
well it's redundant but i'll say it anyways..u know u sometimes have to hit rock bottom before getting up again
Kareem says:
yeah yeah
Kareem says:
been there hit that
Kareem says:
i live at the rock
Kareem says:
i like the rock
Kareem says:
the rock likes me
Kareem says:
we have become F*#K buddies me and the rock
Kareem says:
but then i rebel
and the rock goes like " u know enak akhrak ma3aya"
haterga3 haterga3 (ur mine big boy)
Tiny says:
u think u r the only one?
Tiny says:
u don't see ur reflection in others?
Kareem says:
i see my reflection in others?
Kareem says:
no no
Kareem says:
i don't sympathize with the others
Kareem says:
cuz the others complain
Tiny says:
looool
Kareem says:
while i became buddies with my rock
Kareem says:
i accept her
Kareem says:
it's a stockholm syndrome thingy with my rock
Kareem says:
I WANT HER
Tiny says:
come on..maybe it's just the mood
Kareem says:
maybe maybe not maybe the one legged man
Kareem says:
it's all good though
Kareem says:
cuz this weeks diet consists mainly of kitkat for breakfast
Tiny says:
seiously???
Kareem says:
hell yeah
Tiny says:
wad enta ba2olak eh!!!!
Tiny says:
u can dwell on ur mood for a while
but get back to normal
diet, moon.. whatever the reason mr cancerian
Tiny says:
just take ur time, and we'll be waiting at the other end..at least i know i will be
Kareem says:
oh come on!!!!
Kareem says:
don't blame it on the star sign
Kareem says:
i'm not a typical cancer
Kareem says:
typical cancerians annoy me
Kareem says:
they are babies
Tiny says:
they annoy me too elsara7a
Kareem says:
i know
Tiny says:
honestly, i see no happy ppl around me these days so it's no longer astronomy
Tiny says:
or astrology
Tiny says:
new planet found, old one turned into dust
Tiny says:
i don't care
Tiny says:
i want to be happy again!
Tiny says:
birthday coming up
Kareem says:
oh reehhehheheeaalllly???
Kareem says:
emta?
Kareem says:
virgo?
Kareem says:
the dreaded libra?
Kareem says:
the sassy scorpio?
Kareem says:
alo?
The following message could not be delivered to all recipients:
alo?
Tiny says:
sorry
Tiny says:
major pc crap
Kareem says:
it's ok
Kareem says:
so are you
Kareem says:
a
Kareem says:
dreaded libra
Kareem says:
wala sassy scorpio
Tiny says:
hahaahaa
Tiny says:
the dreaded one
Kareem says:
i'm playing an impossible game
Kareem says:
http://www.godtower.com/
Kareem says:
very tricky
Tiny says:
i am working on a very distorted screen
like the "safe mode"
Kareem says:
ok
Tiny says:
problems with vga card
leh dreaded ba2a?!?!?
Kareem says:
bad experience
Kareem says:
i'm generalizing
Tiny says:
well truth be told
Tiny says:
cancer and libra is a terrible match
Kareem says:
maho mesh dah el sabab
Kareem says:
and my terrible experience i wasn't involved with her
Kareem says:
she was the best friend of my G.F
Tiny says:
sounds like someone who ruined ur life!
Kareem says:
bent el
Kareem says:
lola el rkaba
Kareem says:
rekaba
Kareem says:
i wouldn't piss on her if she was on fire
Tiny says:
have u ever met a libra man!??! they r the 3rd worst kind
Kareem says:
no
Kareem says:
they are the worst kind
Kareem says:
cancerian men are the 3rd worst kind
Kareem says:
after libra and leo
Kareem says:
and even aries
Kareem says:
yeb2a 4th worst
Tiny says:
eh dah!??! i love leo men
Tiny says:
they r almost always sexy!
Kareem says:
mahomma yet7abbo
Kareem says:
they are
Kareem says:
but they are self centered pricks who will never give u what ur worht
Kareem says:
worth
Kareem says:
and will almost always cheat on you
Kareem says:
and will make ur life living hell while doing it
Tiny says:
wow
Tiny says:
give me the aries review ba2a
Tiny says:
coz i have a love-hate relationship with em
Kareem says:
mesh faady
Tiny says:
i hate 1- virgo men
Tiny says:
2- aquarius
Tiny says:
3- libra
Tiny says:
grrrrrrrrrrr@ mesh fady
it's a conversation between me and a certain Tiny person who i know in real life ( in fact came to know her before she started blogging) and who is also a close friend of cleopatrina (bardo i know in real life)
tiny is the one who said the following about me and made my day, week and year by saying so
"I thought, finally. A man who can make a woman feel like a girl. And who can make that girl feel like a s**t. And who can make that s**t feel like a woman. " Karen, Will&Grace (and no points deducted for quoting from will and grace cuz she quoted Karen)
It’s a little outdated and doesn’t reflect on my current mood, although it sounds like me sometimes
till later
K
Tiny says:
k?
Kareem says:
D?
Tiny says:
ana olt enta nemt
Kareem says:
la2 sa7y
Kareem says:
we zay man
Kareem says:
mana
Tiny says:
u ok ya k?
Kareem says:
not really
Kareem says:
not ok
Tiny says:
even in the sos, mesh enta
Kareem says:
not not ok
Kareem says:
la2 el sos dah kan depression from the diet
Kareem says:
i know
Kareem says:
the high protiens zero carbs depresses
Tiny says:
oui je sais
Tiny says:
i am just checking on u
Kareem says:
avec le bla bla bloo?
Kareem says:
francais c'est non?
Kareem says:
je parle francais comme le liblibb
Kareem says:
stick to english plz
Kareem says:
or francoarab ma3 enno annoying gedan
Tiny says:
ok then, english only it is
Tiny says:
anyways...get better soon ..life is not worth it
Tiny says:
it's too short and it's too yucky to give a rat's ass
Kareem says:
or two flying farts
Tiny says:
yeah
Tiny says:
3ala ra2yak
Tiny says:
bas keda
Tiny says:
that's what i wanted to say
Kareem says:
thx
Kareem says:
thx D i appreciate
Kareem says:
i do i do
Kareem says:
bas random ka2aba
Kareem says:
sometimes hits you
Tiny says:
what hits u!? ka2aba?
Kareem says:
yeah
Tiny says:
well it's redundant but i'll say it anyways..u know u sometimes have to hit rock bottom before getting up again
Kareem says:
yeah yeah
Kareem says:
been there hit that
Kareem says:
i live at the rock
Kareem says:
i like the rock
Kareem says:
the rock likes me
Kareem says:
we have become F*#K buddies me and the rock
Kareem says:
but then i rebel
and the rock goes like " u know enak akhrak ma3aya"
haterga3 haterga3 (ur mine big boy)
Tiny says:
u think u r the only one?
Tiny says:
u don't see ur reflection in others?
Kareem says:
i see my reflection in others?
Kareem says:
no no
Kareem says:
i don't sympathize with the others
Kareem says:
cuz the others complain
Tiny says:
looool
Kareem says:
while i became buddies with my rock
Kareem says:
i accept her
Kareem says:
it's a stockholm syndrome thingy with my rock
Kareem says:
I WANT HER
Tiny says:
come on..maybe it's just the mood
Kareem says:
maybe maybe not maybe the one legged man
Kareem says:
it's all good though
Kareem says:
cuz this weeks diet consists mainly of kitkat for breakfast
Tiny says:
seiously???
Kareem says:
hell yeah
Tiny says:
wad enta ba2olak eh!!!!
Tiny says:
u can dwell on ur mood for a while
but get back to normal
diet, moon.. whatever the reason mr cancerian
Tiny says:
just take ur time, and we'll be waiting at the other end..at least i know i will be
Kareem says:
oh come on!!!!
Kareem says:
don't blame it on the star sign
Kareem says:
i'm not a typical cancer
Kareem says:
typical cancerians annoy me
Kareem says:
they are babies
Tiny says:
they annoy me too elsara7a
Kareem says:
i know
Tiny says:
honestly, i see no happy ppl around me these days so it's no longer astronomy
Tiny says:
or astrology
Tiny says:
new planet found, old one turned into dust
Tiny says:
i don't care
Tiny says:
i want to be happy again!
Tiny says:
birthday coming up
Kareem says:
oh reehhehheheeaalllly???
Kareem says:
emta?
Kareem says:
virgo?
Kareem says:
the dreaded libra?
Kareem says:
the sassy scorpio?
Kareem says:
alo?
The following message could not be delivered to all recipients:
alo?
Tiny says:
sorry
Tiny says:
major pc crap
Kareem says:
it's ok
Kareem says:
so are you
Kareem says:
a
Kareem says:
dreaded libra
Kareem says:
wala sassy scorpio
Tiny says:
hahaahaa
Tiny says:
the dreaded one
Kareem says:
i'm playing an impossible game
Kareem says:
http://www.godtower.com/
Kareem says:
very tricky
Tiny says:
i am working on a very distorted screen
like the "safe mode"
Kareem says:
ok
Tiny says:
problems with vga card
leh dreaded ba2a?!?!?
Kareem says:
bad experience
Kareem says:
i'm generalizing
Tiny says:
well truth be told
Tiny says:
cancer and libra is a terrible match
Kareem says:
maho mesh dah el sabab
Kareem says:
and my terrible experience i wasn't involved with her
Kareem says:
she was the best friend of my G.F
Tiny says:
sounds like someone who ruined ur life!
Kareem says:
bent el
Kareem says:
lola el rkaba
Kareem says:
rekaba
Kareem says:
i wouldn't piss on her if she was on fire
Tiny says:
have u ever met a libra man!??! they r the 3rd worst kind
Kareem says:
no
Kareem says:
they are the worst kind
Kareem says:
cancerian men are the 3rd worst kind
Kareem says:
after libra and leo
Kareem says:
and even aries
Kareem says:
yeb2a 4th worst
Tiny says:
eh dah!??! i love leo men
Tiny says:
they r almost always sexy!
Kareem says:
mahomma yet7abbo
Kareem says:
they are
Kareem says:
but they are self centered pricks who will never give u what ur worht
Kareem says:
worth
Kareem says:
and will almost always cheat on you
Kareem says:
and will make ur life living hell while doing it
Tiny says:
wow
Tiny says:
give me the aries review ba2a
Tiny says:
coz i have a love-hate relationship with em
Kareem says:
mesh faady
Tiny says:
i hate 1- virgo men
Tiny says:
2- aquarius
Tiny says:
3- libra
Tiny says:
grrrrrrrrrrr@ mesh fady
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
i'm back
they say on average a blogger lasts for 9 months
i would like to welcome you to the tenth month of what used to be called the truth (now the bitter blog)
The bitterness is gone (almost) although the name is more marketable than the truth which sounds too cliche
i am glad i wrote something, now if i could work on the template that would even better
so consider this an open invitation for coming up with names for my blog
check the post below the one you are reading now for my latest blaberings
I love you too,
K
i would like to welcome you to the tenth month of what used to be called the truth (now the bitter blog)
The bitterness is gone (almost) although the name is more marketable than the truth which sounds too cliche
i am glad i wrote something, now if i could work on the template that would even better
so consider this an open invitation for coming up with names for my blog
check the post below the one you are reading now for my latest blaberings
I love you too,
K
He said she said bulls**t
He Said:
I don’t know why she is ignoring me, if she doesn’t like me then why the hell did she do this? Why did she go for it?
[pick up, please pick it up].
damn it, DamN It
[pick up, pick up, pick up]
stupid girls and their fucked up mind games, I shouldn’t be the one calling her, not in Egypt anyway, I’m just being nice, being a gentleman….. okay maybe a horny gentleman but still
[don’t call her again, don’t be so pathetic] [get a grip man]
[ok, an sms will do -----> hey girl, tried calling you today, [don’t mention the other night, or the fun you had] [concentrate] nothing important, just checking, holler at me when you get this
[holler at me?]
.
.
.
[Ok, now don’t tell me she hasn’t checked her mobile in the past hour, she’s all over it every 5 minutes] [Maybe she’s asleep] [Asleep my ass]
She Said:
Oh God, why is he calling again [you know why, he thinks this is going somewhere, he thinks it’s gonna happen] [he’s never gonna get it] ooooh should I answer??? [no, he should get the message, eventually]
“she” calls kareem
She: hey babe
Kareem: hey you
She: busy today?
Kareem: it’s my day off as u should know by now
She: ok, ok I’ll finish work and come to maadi, around 6-ish
Kareem: sounds like a plan (in a mocking tone)
[God, Kareem can be too sarcastic sometimes]
[ok, now if anybody would understand why I did this it’s kareem, at least he won’t judge] [not so sure that telling your make-out buddy about this is in the rules]
fuck the rules, it’s not like I like the guy
.
.
.
yo K,
Yo S
[Okay, should I just tell him or let him steer the topic as usual towards that kind of conversation] [no he might not do so, even Kareem doesn’t do it everytime]
S: Kareem, I need to tell you something
Kareem: shoot.
S. Well… it’s kinda awkward
Kareem: you know you can tell me
[I know I can, I’m just not sure I want to]
S: remember the Sinai trip I was telling you about?
Kareem: yeah, how did it go?
S: well…
Kareem: ahaaaaaa, you hooked up
S: kinda
Kareem: babe you either hooked up or you didn’t, I’m sure you can tell the difference by now
S: well there was this guy
K: ya benty we’ve established he’s a guy, unless you have one big secret to tell me, oh I’m gonna love you even more, was it a girl?
S: NO!!! Yaaa333
K: you like girls, you like girls
S: shut up and listen
K:….
S: well we didn’t hook up hook-up, we just cuddled in one sleeping bag under the stars.
K: Just cuddled up?
S: yeah
K: and you weren’t surprised he didn’t try to pull a move? I am.
S: well, no, it wasn’t dirty
K: you are one courageous, veiled, girl
S: yeah (weakly) (unconvinced)
K: so who is he?
S: I don’t know him
K: come again?
S: I know him, but not like I know you, I saw him like once before at a friend’s place
K: and??
S: and on the trip
K: you do know that by one courageous, veiled girl I meant stupid
S: you are not making this easy
K: ok… and you are having one hell of a guilt trip?
S: it’s not guilt at all, it’s just that he keeps calling
K: you gave him your number!!!!
S: yeah, and he’s already called me 5 times till now, answered the first couple of times then stopped
K: (silence)
S: what should I do?
K: well… Ignoring him usually does the trick, what do you want to do? Do you mind him reaching the conclusion that he was just “convenient”
S: well, if it can be done..
K: (interrupting) it can’t
S: I just don’t want to go further, I don’t want to see him, I don’t want to date him, I don’t want to have his babies, he sent me a text suggesting we go play tennis sometime
K: is that what you kids call it these days?
S: no! tennis, the one with the yellow bouncy ball and the big heavy rackets
K: how does that fit? It’s a weird location for a second make-out date
S: we didn’t make out make-out, we just necked and cuddled
K: like a a one hour hug?
S: exactly
K: problem is he still doesn’t know there is such a thing as a one hour hug?
S: yet, I was hoping he’d get the concept
K: it’s not very mainstream, anyway, ignore him and see how it goes, and report back with updates, so we can sort it if the shit hits the fan and he decides to follow you
S: guys his age don’t do such stuff K
K: what now??? How old is he
S: 35-36 (S is 22)
K: so you cuddle up with a stranger, who is 14 years older than you
S: (interrupting) he doesn’t know how old I am
K: shut up! Who is 14 years your senior, you give him your number, he knows what club you play tennis at and he knows where you work
S: yeah… OH
K: Good luck
He Said:
Ok, so she hasn’t called back [maybe today she’s in a better mood]
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.
.
[still no answer]
ok how about another SMS -----> ok, now I feel like a stalker, 5 times in 2 days you don’t answer or return the call, and now this 3rd sms and still no answer, reply so I know you’re still alive
Phone rings
He: hey there
She: yo, stalker? I was just busy like hell yesterday, you don’t know how
He: so are we still on for tennis this Friday?
She: I guess so, why? Are you thinking of canceling?
He: I wouldn’t dream of canceling
She: ok… so we’re on then, look I gotta go now, my boss needs me
He: see you Friday
[now that wasn’t like her at all] [oh how would you know her] [ I know I don’t know her, but I mean she sounded restrained and holding back, I don’t understand this, where is the laid back, confident, sexy her? Can she really be that different at work? Oh who are you kidding? No one is that different at work]
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.
.
.
[should I cancel Friday? So as not to sound too eager? But what if this is my last chance? What if that’s what she wants but is too shy to say? No go and be the best you that you can be]
driving back home, “he” heard a David Gray song on the radio (be mine) and it reminded him of her. How unlike them to play David Gray
(resisting an urge to send her text to checkout the radio) [that would be too stalker-like, she would definitely freak out, hell I would
*song ends, “he” pulls up the driveway at home
alone
She Said:
[should I have said something when he asked if we were still on?] [cramps, PMS, Nothing beats PMS, he’s a big boy, he should be able to handle a little PMS]
[well too late now, stupid bitch]
She Said: narrated to me and partly acted by me
He said: purely imagined by me
Afterword/ Kareem Said
What would you have done? As a “he” or a “she”
I find myself increasingly being asked for help in sticky situations, and while I could live without their problems, it never seems to interrupt the flow of my day, gives me sight into how lonely we get sometimes
K
p.s. I love winter
I don’t know why she is ignoring me, if she doesn’t like me then why the hell did she do this? Why did she go for it?
[pick up, please pick it up].
damn it, DamN It
[pick up, pick up, pick up]
stupid girls and their fucked up mind games, I shouldn’t be the one calling her, not in Egypt anyway, I’m just being nice, being a gentleman….. okay maybe a horny gentleman but still
[don’t call her again, don’t be so pathetic] [get a grip man]
[ok, an sms will do -----> hey girl, tried calling you today, [don’t mention the other night, or the fun you had] [concentrate] nothing important, just checking, holler at me when you get this
[holler at me?]
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.
.
[Ok, now don’t tell me she hasn’t checked her mobile in the past hour, she’s all over it every 5 minutes] [Maybe she’s asleep] [Asleep my ass]
She Said:
Oh God, why is he calling again [you know why, he thinks this is going somewhere, he thinks it’s gonna happen] [he’s never gonna get it] ooooh should I answer??? [no, he should get the message, eventually]
“she” calls kareem
She: hey babe
Kareem: hey you
She: busy today?
Kareem: it’s my day off as u should know by now
She: ok, ok I’ll finish work and come to maadi, around 6-ish
Kareem: sounds like a plan (in a mocking tone)
[God, Kareem can be too sarcastic sometimes]
[ok, now if anybody would understand why I did this it’s kareem, at least he won’t judge] [not so sure that telling your make-out buddy about this is in the rules]
fuck the rules, it’s not like I like the guy
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yo K,
Yo S
[Okay, should I just tell him or let him steer the topic as usual towards that kind of conversation] [no he might not do so, even Kareem doesn’t do it everytime]
S: Kareem, I need to tell you something
Kareem: shoot.
S. Well… it’s kinda awkward
Kareem: you know you can tell me
[I know I can, I’m just not sure I want to]
S: remember the Sinai trip I was telling you about?
Kareem: yeah, how did it go?
S: well…
Kareem: ahaaaaaa, you hooked up
S: kinda
Kareem: babe you either hooked up or you didn’t, I’m sure you can tell the difference by now
S: well there was this guy
K: ya benty we’ve established he’s a guy, unless you have one big secret to tell me, oh I’m gonna love you even more, was it a girl?
S: NO!!! Yaaa333
K: you like girls, you like girls
S: shut up and listen
K:….
S: well we didn’t hook up hook-up, we just cuddled in one sleeping bag under the stars.
K: Just cuddled up?
S: yeah
K: and you weren’t surprised he didn’t try to pull a move? I am.
S: well, no, it wasn’t dirty
K: you are one courageous, veiled, girl
S: yeah (weakly) (unconvinced)
K: so who is he?
S: I don’t know him
K: come again?
S: I know him, but not like I know you, I saw him like once before at a friend’s place
K: and??
S: and on the trip
K: you do know that by one courageous, veiled girl I meant stupid
S: you are not making this easy
K: ok… and you are having one hell of a guilt trip?
S: it’s not guilt at all, it’s just that he keeps calling
K: you gave him your number!!!!
S: yeah, and he’s already called me 5 times till now, answered the first couple of times then stopped
K: (silence)
S: what should I do?
K: well… Ignoring him usually does the trick, what do you want to do? Do you mind him reaching the conclusion that he was just “convenient”
S: well, if it can be done..
K: (interrupting) it can’t
S: I just don’t want to go further, I don’t want to see him, I don’t want to date him, I don’t want to have his babies, he sent me a text suggesting we go play tennis sometime
K: is that what you kids call it these days?
S: no! tennis, the one with the yellow bouncy ball and the big heavy rackets
K: how does that fit? It’s a weird location for a second make-out date
S: we didn’t make out make-out, we just necked and cuddled
K: like a a one hour hug?
S: exactly
K: problem is he still doesn’t know there is such a thing as a one hour hug?
S: yet, I was hoping he’d get the concept
K: it’s not very mainstream, anyway, ignore him and see how it goes, and report back with updates, so we can sort it if the shit hits the fan and he decides to follow you
S: guys his age don’t do such stuff K
K: what now??? How old is he
S: 35-36 (S is 22)
K: so you cuddle up with a stranger, who is 14 years older than you
S: (interrupting) he doesn’t know how old I am
K: shut up! Who is 14 years your senior, you give him your number, he knows what club you play tennis at and he knows where you work
S: yeah… OH
K: Good luck
He Said:
Ok, so she hasn’t called back [maybe today she’s in a better mood]
.
.
.
[still no answer]
ok how about another SMS -----> ok, now I feel like a stalker, 5 times in 2 days you don’t answer or return the call, and now this 3rd sms and still no answer, reply so I know you’re still alive
Phone rings
He: hey there
She: yo, stalker? I was just busy like hell yesterday, you don’t know how
He: so are we still on for tennis this Friday?
She: I guess so, why? Are you thinking of canceling?
He: I wouldn’t dream of canceling
She: ok… so we’re on then, look I gotta go now, my boss needs me
He: see you Friday
[now that wasn’t like her at all] [oh how would you know her] [ I know I don’t know her, but I mean she sounded restrained and holding back, I don’t understand this, where is the laid back, confident, sexy her? Can she really be that different at work? Oh who are you kidding? No one is that different at work]
.
.
.
.
[should I cancel Friday? So as not to sound too eager? But what if this is my last chance? What if that’s what she wants but is too shy to say? No go and be the best you that you can be]
driving back home, “he” heard a David Gray song on the radio (be mine) and it reminded him of her. How unlike them to play David Gray
(resisting an urge to send her text to checkout the radio) [that would be too stalker-like, she would definitely freak out, hell I would
*song ends, “he” pulls up the driveway at home
alone
She Said:
[should I have said something when he asked if we were still on?] [cramps, PMS, Nothing beats PMS, he’s a big boy, he should be able to handle a little PMS]
[well too late now, stupid bitch]
She Said: narrated to me and partly acted by me
He said: purely imagined by me
Afterword/ Kareem Said
What would you have done? As a “he” or a “she”
I find myself increasingly being asked for help in sticky situations, and while I could live without their problems, it never seems to interrupt the flow of my day, gives me sight into how lonely we get sometimes
K
p.s. I love winter
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