Magic Carpet Stories

Ah, Bahrain summer at its best. 50°C of sizzling hotness. Sizzling, literally. No wonder MAC and Sephora are flocked to here like Mr. Kabab after a Session Road gig at Xaymaca. Freshly applied makeup lasts for only as long as it takes to walk from the parking lot to our building.

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It's a really cheap thrill to have my sunnies fog up once I step out of the car. Haha

It's been exactly one year since I took on this road:

Giving myself my own foot spa is no longer satisfying as it is depressing. I'm sick of doing my own nails. I feel ug-lehhh. I want a haircut and I want to color my hair. I need the PARLOR. Pardon my vanity insanity but I'm having one of those crucial days in a woman's life when she just has to treat herself to a good massage and well-deserved pampering. I'm sure there are places here that offer MORE than that, like Dessange or the Ritz-Carlton Spa but as much as I want to FOOL myself, come on, this is serious business. I'm sure there are also places here that at least resemble David's or South Salon, but my instincts tell me that if I get my hair colored at Al-Ghanda Salon (no kidding) I might end up being reincarnated as the vocalist of Twisted Sister. Oh well, might as well make things interesting and ask my mom if she's up for chopping my hair. Yikes.



So I finally gave up thinking of attempting, take note, THINKING of ATTEMPTING to get a Bahraini driving license for the following unreasonable reasons:

1. I'm required to take 23 lessons despite my non-pro Philippine license while people with American and European licenses breeze through some conversion process. BOOOOO!
2. Before I take those lessons I'd have to find my own instructor because such things as A1, Polaris, and the entire concept of driving schools are non-existent in this country.
3. Fridays are my only work-free days meaning,
4. 23 lessons = 23 weeks = 6 months before the driving TEST, plus
5. WHEN I fail the test given by the traffic police (I said "when" because they earn more money for failing people about an average or 3 to 4 times),
6. I'd have to repeat reason nos. 1 to 5.

By the time I get a license, the only purpose it'd serve would be to sit prettily among my shisha pipes, sand artworks, and Bahraini clay pot souvenirs. I never imagined I'd ever say this but our LTO suddenly became less screwed up than we actually think it is.

*Ow*

I just bit my tongue. It hurts to even write about saying that.



Amy Winehouse, thank you. LimeWire, thank you. iPod, thank you. The 3 of you make corporate life bearable. Hmm, the 3PM lull... perfect time to make a business plan.



Kimmie, for your sake I'll write something more profound next time. Haha miss you! :p

WHAT could be better than this!!!

Carrie, Samantha, Charlotte, and Miranda a.k.a. the Fabulous Foursome will be reuniting for a MOVIE!! I'm completely freakin out!

I mean, seriously, when has there ever been a show that can compare?

Insanity: Doing the same thing day after day and expecting something different to happen.

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It's 07/07/07 on Saturday. "Awesome!" as Lee would say.