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Junebug

Halfway through the year already. Days are wildfire.

Should be happy, yet can’t quite manage it. It’s at the point where even one night at home instead of going out leaves me bummed out. I could have of course, but didn’t hear from anyone so just ordered some food and sat around. Mo messaged at 11:30pm and I was peeved.. I mean that’s late! I’m sure he thought I was already out and about but I wasn’t. I’m a drunk make-out bandit, not a big deal elsewhere but pushing people against walls and face-raping them here, in public, does not go down well. I was being well-behaved up until very recently, and it was nice. I find myself wishing he’d invite me for lunch or something, something semi-daytime. A big leap, but I want it.. just to hang out without a booze haze and the cover of night. Told me there’s a birthday party tonight, so I expect to be doing the clubbing thing again, but with a heightened sense of self-control.

Omar was out on Tuesday, I was completely shocked to see him. Even cuter than I remember, dang. You can guess what happened I’m sure. I came out with Nourhan but she wasn’t drinking so when we left for the club it was me, Omar, Basel, Hussein, David and his flatmate, a Moroccan guy. And his body.. I think the nicest I’ve ever had the pleasure of feeling up. Hoho! I’m so hetero. I’ll stop there shall I? The morning situation wasn’t ideal.. he dressed for work in a few minutes, you know how some people are just effortlessly sharp and gorgeous? And I’m all like, smudgy makeup, very short-shorts, chaotic hair etc. The Indian driver for the household (it’s just like White Tiger!) dropped us off. I didn’t mind, but Omar seemed to think the situation was very awkward, probably because I looked like a skank. 😦 I think he leaves for Boston today. He said he’s going to be here more often for work now, like a month there a month here. I’m not holding my breath for anything.

Lloyd invited me earlier in the week to see Norman Jay tonight in Dubai. The guys are having a party up there Friday too.. ugh. I’m missing out! I *could* go, but it’s out of my comfort zone, I’m paranoid about getting stuck up there somehow, and it’s shameful to party with no money to spend. I haven’t been to any of the malls in months, I’m buying food and cabs and drinks (the essentials) and that’s it. I would kill for a haircut. I despise having to monitor myself like this.

8.93 yesterday on the tread – close, but not quite! I started including the rowing machine the past few days too. No point having stone shins if the rest of me is putty. I’m so eager to finally gain some definition. I can’t change my rectangle figure.. but at least I can slim it down and tone it up. I want to being a wafer in a Kit Kat, as opposed to a Kit Kat Chunky.

My course kicked off and the first week’s material is a 64-page document on transportation modeling. They don’t mess around do they?!

Outdated updates..

Waahh – so much to catch up on (as always)!! Got back a short while ago from Dubai, I went up to stay there overnight with Nourhan and Bassam, it was really great! We drove up around sunset with music along the highway.. so nice. I think they are both so.. genuine.. I loved hanging out with them. I guess they’re my best friends here? 🙂 Bassam had a great hotel apartment  – we arrived and got ready, drinks from the mini bar, and got a hotel car to Alpha for the drum and bass party (the one I’ve been waiting for for like, months!). I liked it, but all in all it didn’t really meet up to expectations.. people there were a little messed up, the music wasn’t the best of the genre, and Nourhan/Bassam both got a kind of negative ‘energy’ 😛 from the people. Kind of agreed with them in the end though.. after getting a little defensive about it in the car. After that we went to the 400 club – much better ah, huge place and good mix of people. SO good to get to do the dancing/drinking routine somewhere other than Abu Dhabi clubs, ha ha!

I feel, ah, better about Bassam now, Nourhan and him get along really well and so, it’s fun, you know. We slept together again, there was a little drunk arguing too but all was forgotten in the morning. Over a few silly, I don’t even want to mention it here.. but let’s just say it was about calling something ‘strawberry’. Cough. The affection level got a little too much for me at one point, I am still learning/getting used to it.

Earlier in the week.. I flew to Paris! I was having a sort of dull morning on standby when they called me for the flight at like 9am. Disaster at first.. I got to the airport only to realize I’d left my ID at home. I had to take a taxi there and back and basically just made it to the gate. I adored adored the trip!! I have a load of pictures of course! We arrived in the evening and I went out to the city with Sussanah (totally stunning Swedish girl). No one else from the crew went out, because the hotel was like 45 mins from the city. I’ve never met someone so sociable and confident, I am determined to hang out with her in the future because I think it rubs off on me, he he. We were talking to people on the train and out on the sidewalks and then a manager at a bar looked after us with drinks and we met a local French guy and hung out with him for the rest of the night (trying to find this club someone recommended.. it took us a few hours of driving around to find it.. then the damn place was closed). The trains don’t run overnight so we crashed at Silvier’s (the French guy) place.

The next day was brilliant, we went to Notre Dam for breakfast, saw some of the other crew at that area, we hired those bicycles that you can pick up and drop off at stations around the city. 🙂 Beautiful. Went to the typical tourist areas, like the Pyramid, and the Eiffel Tower (obviousy, ehehehe). I seem to have a pattern with hanging out in groups of three people (myself included). Nice and balanced 😛 Anyway, will post the pics soon.. they say much more than me typing out all the chirpy unneccesary details!

I’ve had barely any sleep this week and it’s working out quite nicely actually. I’ve adapted slowly over this past year or something I think and now I can get along just fine with much less rest.. When I got back from Paris on Thursday night Anni and Nourhan called just after, so we caught up on stuff and went out to Embassy. And because I am probably becoming a nicer person and entertaining conversations that people try and start with me = the night turned out really well. Have a whole new group of guy friends now maybe! Anyway, I was asked to join these guys so we partied over at their table, Anni went up to flirt with the DJ and I was deciding which one I like, he he he. Seriously, I could totally have at least two boyfriends right now. Ha! I like this Iraqi guy Amar.. he’s a little chubby and if you were to guess you’d actually think he was German or something – tall with fair skin and hight hair, it’s totally hot, ha ha. The other guys were Mo (Palestine) and Basel (Jordan). But like, Western-style Arabs, like Bassam I guess. After Embassy closed we headed to Basel’s place for an “after-party” (like 8 of us maybe) and I spent some quality time with Amar (tee hee he, who would ever guess I would be having sex on a regular basis like a normal person..?) 🙂 We exhanged numbers and he’s messaged me a few times already so yeah, cool beans. Hope to hang out with them again soon, they have a good vibe, and holy shit, they are funny!

Everyone here is astoundingly flush with cash. Money (or a representation of money) is just everywhere. The vast majority of people living here just have a really comfortable finanical situation. Just a note.

I have standyby tomorrow from 6am after mid-afternoon. Hoping hoping they leave me alone, I need to go have a quiet one now, sleep, and catch up on lot6s of errands that I couldn’t do over the weekend. My roster for July is out and I’m shocked at how fucking awesome it is! I have only two turnarounds, and the rest are layovers = London, Geneva, Manila and Frankfurt. Four new countries for me in a 30 days period. Not too shabby, huh? 😉