happy mood
7 Dec. 2006
for a long time now I have a nick on MSN and it’s “moody as hell”. People ask me what’s up with this, why am I moody, what happened and I forget I have the nick, but then I realize that It’s sooo right, at any time the only attribute I can give to myself in this crazy country is moody as hell… it’s really something beyond my control, I empower myself and other everyday, but then again I cannot fight it constantly…so I wake up with no energy coz I went to bed exhausted last night after working until 2am, and then I get a call from my travel agent that I have my ticket to go home for xmass, this after a couple of days before I was almost fighting with him over the phone that it’s not possible everything is booked, he has to find a way …. And I wasn’t convinced at all by his weak motivation that he will find a way… and then, after 2 months of fighting against the wind mills, the visa for Bahrain just falls from the sky and I’m happy, but then again once I arrived in the airport I n Bahrain and had to enter the country, they kept me there for 8 hrs coz I didn’t have the re-entry visa to Kuwait ready… then, I come back to Kuwait, I know I need to move from my apartment to some other company accommodation, I bug them with this for 2 weeks and still one day after the deadline I had for my old accommodation they don’t know where to put me… luckily I have a good relationship with my current flat mate and I could move in with her and get out of the tutorship of the company, otherwise I would have spilled my “mood” in a “as hell” way that they didn’t experience so far…. Eastern European choleric style …hihiihihih.. then after problem is solved, I find out I’m flying to Dubai in 2 days so I have to buy furniture for my new house tomorrow and arrange myself, unpack and all that stuff coz in less than 48hrs I have to be presentable to get introduced to the potentially future working environment. Uh… and today it was a boring start of the day at work then I had to study then I had exam and I passed, then I met a French guy, seems nice, hope I’ll have a good interaction with him for the next two weeks as we’re going to stay in this country; then I run out in the middle of our freshly started interaction because my ride for my next objective of the day arrived, and I had to comfort a 100 times more frustrated than me friend, which was a new situation actually, because he was the one who usually comforted me or advised me or heard me out when I had to express heavy frustrations, and went to the travel agency and got my ticket for going home for Christmas …I am so excited at the thought my dear parents don’t know I will arrive and I’m dying to see the look on their faces when they see me on Christmas eve; then I get home where I expect to find my flat mate to talk about a strategy to furnish out new flat in the shortest time possible, but no flat mate at home, she’s wondering around the country doing useful stuff I hope at least… so no one to share the pleasure of strategic planning for decoration purposes and for living purposes after all. But then a guy calls, long chat, a bit strange, abrupt and random, I can’t identify why I have a hard time to relate to this person, uh uh uh… he has potential to be a friend of mine but I feel we will have a lot to work on our relationship to bring it to a very comfortable level.. but brought a smile on my face the fact he called.
Now, does anyone understand why I’m moody as hell?
And did you identify any mention of any social life whatsoever? Another point worthy of analysis.
I’ll let you judge… or dream with eyes wide open in a good mood!!!
Ame
for a long time now I have a nick on MSN and it’s “moody as hell”. People ask me what’s up with this, why am I moody, what happened and I forget I have the nick, but then I realize that It’s sooo right, at any time the only attribute I can give to myself in this crazy country is moody as hell… it’s really something beyond my control, I empower myself and other everyday, but then again I cannot fight it constantly…so I wake up with no energy coz I went to bed exhausted last night after working until 2am, and then I get a call from my travel agent that I have my ticket to go home for xmass, this after a couple of days before I was almost fighting with him over the phone that it’s not possible everything is booked, he has to find a way …. And I wasn’t convinced at all by his weak motivation that he will find a way… and then, after 2 months of fighting against the wind mills, the visa for Bahrain just falls from the sky and I’m happy, but then again once I arrived in the airport I n Bahrain and had to enter the country, they kept me there for 8 hrs coz I didn’t have the re-entry visa to Kuwait ready… then, I come back to Kuwait, I know I need to move from my apartment to some other company accommodation, I bug them with this for 2 weeks and still one day after the deadline I had for my old accommodation they don’t know where to put me… luckily I have a good relationship with my current flat mate and I could move in with her and get out of the tutorship of the company, otherwise I would have spilled my “mood” in a “as hell” way that they didn’t experience so far…. Eastern European choleric style …hihiihihih.. then after problem is solved, I find out I’m flying to Dubai in 2 days so I have to buy furniture for my new house tomorrow and arrange myself, unpack and all that stuff coz in less than 48hrs I have to be presentable to get introduced to the potentially future working environment. Uh… and today it was a boring start of the day at work then I had to study then I had exam and I passed, then I met a French guy, seems nice, hope I’ll have a good interaction with him for the next two weeks as we’re going to stay in this country; then I run out in the middle of our freshly started interaction because my ride for my next objective of the day arrived, and I had to comfort a 100 times more frustrated than me friend, which was a new situation actually, because he was the one who usually comforted me or advised me or heard me out when I had to express heavy frustrations, and went to the travel agency and got my ticket for going home for Christmas …I am so excited at the thought my dear parents don’t know I will arrive and I’m dying to see the look on their faces when they see me on Christmas eve; then I get home where I expect to find my flat mate to talk about a strategy to furnish out new flat in the shortest time possible, but no flat mate at home, she’s wondering around the country doing useful stuff I hope at least… so no one to share the pleasure of strategic planning for decoration purposes and for living purposes after all. But then a guy calls, long chat, a bit strange, abrupt and random, I can’t identify why I have a hard time to relate to this person, uh uh uh… he has potential to be a friend of mine but I feel we will have a lot to work on our relationship to bring it to a very comfortable level.. but brought a smile on my face the fact he called.
Now, does anyone understand why I’m moody as hell?
And did you identify any mention of any social life whatsoever? Another point worthy of analysis.
I’ll let you judge… or dream with eyes wide open in a good mood!!!
Ame
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