Saturday, August 30, 2008


Has it been a month yet since i last said the word? Ok so it's fine to say it again.

Heh heh.

This is a pic of my baby & Muna's baby. Playing together at long last.

But this is not the real story.

Ok focus at the TV screen please. At the Arabic words at the bottom. Noticed anything soooo fimiliar? The 'DOUBLES'?

Definitely a sign.

And judging from the double smiles... definitely a good sign.

Case no. 2

Ok there's this guy.

I always think that he is pretty cool. Funny, in a sinycal way. So i hang out with him sometimes.

Come July and the apartment hunting begun. He was suggesting that I should find a 3 bedrooms apartment. Same story, he want to rent out one bedroom, but he is willing pay 60k a year, coz he's bringing the wife and the 2 kids. Plus my maid will have to take care of the kids too. Well he's not getting the bigger room with that sort of cash, i thought. Some of uols in KL might think - wow, she's becoming a bitch... But come on, 3 decent bedrooms in Dubai will cost from 175k + 10% deposit & commission. If i am getting a loan from the bank, that will add another 9% minimum. Bringing the maid in, i have to pay the immigration 10k, and her flight ticket cost me another 3k, and also her medical check-up fees, plus i have to raise her salary almost double according to Dubai law.

So... what bitch?

Like case no. 1, i just proceed. Nothing committed yet. But he was little bit more helpful (yea right). He emailed me a few apartments adverts in Barsha to view.

Yea ok. How the hell am i going there? How am i getting the money to pay for it? Applying for D.E.W.A (that's electricity & water supply). Hey i spend a whole stressful day at the D.E.W.A office yea... and TV channel, drinking water supply, appliances, furniture...... the list went on & on! He don't give a 'F'. Didn't even offer to share a single cab ride with me. At least pretend like u care yea, and fix a date to go view the apartments together. NOTHING! By the end of the day he would just ask 'hey did u get that apartment?' And another brilllllliiiiiaaant idea may i add, he told me ' family only coming in September yea, so i will only start moving in September'. So if i m moving in August, i have to bear the bloody expensive month by myself. How bloody convinient!!!


When i finally moved, he seemed to be ok with it. Didn't show any attitude. Yea ok good, u have problems, i also have problems. So let's solve our problems ourselves.

But there's the thing about 'using' my maid to take care of his 2 kids. He brought it up, saying he would pay me for the baby sitting job. Ok fine. But i am not the one who's baby sitting here. My maid is. So we need to ask her. She arrived (not an easy trip for her too...) and to be fair to this guy and she, i popped the question. Ofcourse she was reluctant. Who wouldn't? More money or not. We are talking about 5 children here, cramping my small house. And houseworks, cooking, etc. She told me she can't cope with that. Then i broke the bad news to him. Oh! Was he upset! He said i should have told him this earlier, for he wouldn't have brought his family here if he knows MY MAID WOUDN'T TAKE CARE OF HIS KIDS. So the decision of him being together with his family in Dubai, depends on my maid's availability...

What? What??? WHAAATTTT??????????

You see, the way he was putting it, i am responsible of his baby sitting issues... Don't care how hard for me to bring the maid here, how much money & stress spent, hey don't even care if the babies were not popping out from me!!! (Okay too graphic here... Sorry bout that...) Am i suppose to work my life around THE REST OF THE WORLD'S PROBLEMS HERE????????

So uols, i'd really like to help, but help yourself first. Have some strong backbones. If u don't have any, start working on it. Do some out-sourcing, research, homework. Browse the internet. Self educate. Ask around. Make more friends outside your circle. Do it yourself. Get favours only when you are being offered some. That is all that i have been doing all this while. Don't take your friends for granted. You might loose them sooner. Or get deleted from facebook. Or blocked from MSN.

I am a small girl... there's only a limited weight i can take on my shoulder.

Thank you for understanding.



I know a few of my 'fans' already getting upset with me for not updating this blog as frequent as i should... I'd love to write everyday, but hey, i m a mother of 3 yea... that's really hard work!

Ok let me take a ciggy break and think of something entertaining to write.

Patience fans dearest...

Ok today i'm gonna bitch. Really guys, there's only up to certain limits little nice me can take yea...

Case no. 1

This girl. She's a not-so-close friend from back home. But since there are not so many of us here in Dubai, yea ok we should stick to one another. Help out each other so to speak.

So I was busy looking for an apartment in July, and suddenly she came into picture. She was suggesting that we should live together, that she would rent one of the bedrooms in my future apartment. She told me she can't pay much, yea ok, i am willing to accept less than market price. She's driving a company's car, so at least i can get a ride to work or at least to the supermarket anytime, therefore i told her that if we want to realise this plan, she should help me look for a place that costs not more than 150k a year, coz if she is paying 36k a year, then the balance is affordable for me to bear, although by now uols must be saying 'isn't that even fair?'... Yea i know, but if i choose to, i can be THAT kind. Really.

So days & weeks passed. I was struggling applying loans and bugging dear Buck during a few weekend and taking expensive taxi rides to view some potiential apartments yea... And guess what she was doing? Absolutef******ly nuttin'. Not even offering me a ride, not even looking up the many apartments' advertisements... NOTHING!! I didn't even want to ask for favours from her... I just proceed, whatever i can find, whatever i can manage, i will take it as it comes. Qe sera sera - that never change...

Then i somehow managed a loan, and i found this apartment. A sweet new friend helped me to furnish it, even helped fixing some furniture.. (God bless you... thank you so much.. love the orchid..) It happenned so quick actually though, as how Dubai is - fast & furious. In less than two weeks the place is looking like a real home already. (praise God Almighty for making it happenned for me).

Suddenly, i got a phonecall. From her. How are you... bla-bla-bla... i moved.. and.... What do you know... She said, '.... so we are not living together like we planned before???'

We planned??? WE??? PLANNED??

Too much! And imagine. Her brilliant idea was, to move in ONLY when she got a new job, which is only God knows when! And even on that matter, she was relying on me to help her with the job hunting!!!!! Hey, am i looking like her bloody keeper here??? Is it conviniently stamped on my forehead but i couldn't see?? PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTT!!!!!! (see i totally know how to use the "pfft" now).

Too upset to continue with case no. 2.

Need another ciggy break.