I was lazy last night. I ended up skipping the gym and watching the second season of Sex in The City. I also hemmed seven recently purchased pants. I am a horrible seamstress. Mostly because I am lazy and eventually my stitch gets too long. I remember out-sourcing my art projects to an upstairs neighbor in Dubai, in exchange I would write her English essays.
Speaking of re-runs: I once dated a tall, gorgeous Indian man for a month. When you think of Indian men, the characteristics of hairy and stocky come to mind. This one is tall, has beautiful smoky eyes, and has just the right ammount of manly hair.... ummmm. We broke up after he got a little too Indian on me and subtly began to suggest that I go for Hindi classes and start dressing more appropriately. The catalyst was when he came over for my 17th birthday party and I was wearing a barley there mini skirt and halter and buddy had the nerve to say that I should be embarrassed dressing that way in front of my family. I believe my final words to him were; if my parents don’t tell me how to dress, neither do you! Fast forward to today and it turns out I work with his cousin. He messaged me of FB last night saying he would love to meet up. The cousin claims he has learned the error of his conservative ways…..The question now is to meet or not to meet?
The fire alarm in my building went off at 4.23 am last night. At first I thought it was my annoying alarm. Problem is that we have no PA system so I had no idea if I had to vacate? Thus I poked my head out the door, didn’t see any smoke, went unto the balcony and didn’t see a fire truck. I then proceeded back into my bed and covered my head with a pillow. Ofcourse I couldn't sleep.
Miami’s friend emailed me to say that they are going Barbados Crop over this year. I almost cried. All my secret prayers, day dreams and childish fantasies are never going to come true. How sad. I almost want to call him, just to say hi. Would that be an incentive for him to change his plans??
Our work is taking us to the Docks today. The Docks is an entertainment complex in Toronto, and hosts one of TO’s oldest clubs. They even have an old fashioned drive thru theathre. I am looking forward to a tan.
Tonight I am meeting up with twelve boys who I grew up with in Dubai, visiting from all over the world. It will be a reunion of sorts. Most of them are married with kids. Sadly all the women from Dubai are now married and occupied with babies. I fear that I may be the only girl around. A picture of a tanned snow white and the twelve brown dwarfs comes to mind.
What are you guys up to this weekend?