A piece of my mind

The hardest thing is appearing strong when all you really want to is to sit in the corner and cry!

An old man turned 98, he won the lottery and died the next day! Is the first line of Alanis Morissette song "Ironic", which I used to sing with my friend's in our teen years. I never knew that this would be the story of my life! Well, life has a funny way of sneaking up on you When you think everything's okay and everything's going right And life has a funny way of helping you out when You think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up i n your face and then my favorite bit is: It's meeting the man of my dreams And then meeting his beautiful wife But that's been the usual in the last 5 years to the extent that I have immunity against being disappointed about it!  But life never sees to be ironic, today was special: I went to a meeting supposed to meet a mid-thirties early-forties lady who I spoke to on the phone. But to my surprise I met this gorgeous guy instead.. gorgeous be7a2 rabena ya3ni! The most handsome guy I ever met. Pleasant ...

She said: I think I just blow their ego way out of proportion, that when I decide to leave they become stalkers. I said:  I know I blow their ego way out of proportion, that they believe themselves and leave.

It all started when my mentor, (rabena ye7fazo w yekremo w ye7meeh.... 2oolo 2ameen), suggested I hit Dubai to do the meeting in person. - I said I couldn't afford it. -He asked "Not even for shopping?" - To which I pathetically replied, "Yes, of course if I go, I will shop for other meetings, partnerships and so on." - He said "Yasmine, shopping shopping, not business shopping." At that point it hit me, I have become a workaholic. Not that I didn't know that before, and not in the traditional meaning of the word, but what hit me was, I used to be a semi-shoppaholic- fashionista till not so long ago, what happened? Kept thinking and thinking, then I realized, the deadly threesome is what happened: age, weight and money (or rather lack of). Anyway, fast forward to 2-3 weeks later (sorry, lost track of time), I am writing this to you from Dubai. The trip kind of worked out on its own; got a sponsorship for a visa, stayed at my cousins, bridg...

Warning, as per the title, its a girly post! The other day, I had an event coming up, and since I was having a bad *ehm* weight *ehm* day so I decided since I won't look good , I might as well look stylish or something ( a feeling that I lost a while back).But, nail polish was never my strong point, never was good at applying it but I said what the hell, I might as well try. So, I pick a color; bold red, from my sisters comprehensive collection and start applying. To my surprise, I actually applied 2 coats without smudging my fingers , not even my right pointing finer.. a miracle! I even resisted the temptation to answer emails, hold my phone or the laptop. I stand up, hold the bottle to take it back to my sister's room. I swear I have no idea how that happened, but the bottle fell from my hand broke on the floor and splashed RED all over. I would like to note that we have a white marble floor and a white leather sofa which my mum adores! I would also like to note that my f...