Weird entertainment

Few years ago there was a construction site just outside my window. When I was at home and felt I had nothing to do, I spent countless hours watching the activities at the site. Someone said to me they are building a shopping mall, but it turned out to be a "decontamination" site. Make of that what you like. All in preparation for a possible war.
Another useless pastime: watching Style Channel. Some programs are worth watching, some are not. Most of them are not, such as "Kimora life in the fab lane" or whatever it is called, "Dress my nest" and "Style her famous".
Then the most irritating video on VH1: Nicole Scherzinger's "Baby love". Oh no, not again, please spare us from listening to her. Not only the song gets on my nerves, but the video too is annoying, most annoying.
Flipping through my Moomin characters calendar.. Haisuli is wondering how to become famous- just do something no one else has ever thought of before.
True.

Camel transport

Why do I bother

Today, a client shouted at me at work. By the time he had finished what he had to say, I was seeing red and feeling hot and flushed. What a day. I don't deserve to be shouted at, but this guy went on and on and the next thing I can expect is a complaint. Next thing I am going to do is consider whether I need to stay here any longer, of this is all the thank you I ever get. How bloody uncivilized.

Argument

I "broke up" with one of my friends week ago. Her unhealthy habits have been annoying me quite a while, and also my being depressed and in a bad mood has not been a great aid in this. Hmm.. I may have few unhealthy habits too, but when someone close to me smokes, drinks etc I cannot watch it any longer. Towards the end I was making nasty remarks of her lifestyle and she was saying I was not easy to get along with. That's how the vicious circle started, and ended. The clock was ticking. I finally wrote her an e-mail saying her comments about my shopping and over-spending habits were truly unnecessary and unwelcome. The content of the e-mail must have been quite upsetting- when I read it afterward, I found it a tad too harsh, but it was too late by then. We exchanged few more e-mails, but it ended a couple of days ago. I realized perhaps we did not share that many interests after all- I liked my shopping, yoga, raw food diet.. she liked the pub and so on. I wonder if this is the end or if there is something else we can do to fix this? Are we willing to do it?
I think she must have gotten so irritated, angry and frustrated with me and there is no way back. No more weekends in Bahrain, no more shopping trips, no more movies, no more pubs. I wish her all the best despite of all this and hope she will be able to find someone more worthy..

Depression.. Well, one may become intolerable, angry, unpleasant... I guess that's what happened to me and since this went on for quite a while, more than six months, I could hardly ask anyone to be more patient with me.
But.. someone else in the same situation- I would have hang on, would not have left them alone....... I guess I was successful in driving my friend away.

Pictures

Going home?

I never thought this day would come; I am missing home. And no I am not talking about London, but Helsinki. I wonder how the world has changed, but from what I remember, Helsinki was always lovely and fresh in summer.. Winter, fall, those are whole different seasons and stories and I do not miss the cold, rainy, gray weather..
But then, I would miss a lot of things, people, big world out there.. Is it time to settle down? Not quite. I am still dreaming of a ranch vacation in Montana, sightseeing in Bangkok and sampling delicious cuisines in Delhi.

I'm kind of interested in buying a property, Kingston, Epsom and Guildford in Surrey, England, this is what I am going to explore this summer whilst in London on vacation.

Good bye cancer

So many surprises along the way.. So many I have kept hidden, did not want to share just yet. Part of this is because there is quite a distance between London and Dhahran.. and I was depressed too.
I was diagnosed with thyroid cancer again in September 2007- this was the month of the official diagnosis, but I already knew in May 2007. Knew for sure. Don't ask me how, I just knew. Call it intuition, awareness, my own stubbornness, that I insisted on more investigations. Long road to follow, but this is April and I am almost fully recovered. Sadness and depression still linger on, but each day is brighter. Mind you, the treatment is not yet finished, even though it's nearly there. I've got to have RAI- radioactive iodine treatment.
Months ago I said to one of my friends that I was glad I got cancer. It was a blessing in disguise, not the easiest challenge in my life, but not the most difficult one either. It was certainly taught me a lot- life is precious.

Confessions from the desert

1. I failed in Cardiac Monitoring course- "minor" problems in interpreting EKG's.. and my specialty is cardiac..
2. I had to modify my profile and "relocate" in London as my blog had somehow turned into an Arabic one. Dhahran is my hometown for the time being, but who knows how long.
3. I wish to study Animal psychology.
4. I love Starbucks Cafe Latte :)
5. I am dyslexic with numbers, letters, reading, writing, typing.
6. I like horror movies- Saw III rocks!!!!
7. I dance Bhangra at home and my iPod is full of Bhangra too
8. I am addicted to Facebook

Enough? More to come, for sure, sometime between this week, next year.. or maybe never, depends on if I feel like confessing.

Home delivery

Two days ago I decided to buy a TV. Well, the one I have is a giant, weighs more than I can imagine- four men were needed to lift it up on the table, where it was ever since been sitting. The new TV is a flat screen, modern, Sony, and I could carry on and on praising the latest purchase.. But I'll spare you from it. The new TV was such a bulky item that I asked the Carrefour guys for home delivery, and no problem there. 11am delivery time was set for the following day. 1.5 hours later I am still waiting and waiting, when the phone call arrives. The delivery guys want me to come and meet them at the main gate. No, chance, I ask them to ask the "gatekeepers" for instructions how to get to my place. Half an hour later (this trip from the main gate to my house takes usually no longer than 10-15 min) the guys turn up, but I still have to meet them at the parking. So I go, see my new TV for the first time (albeit in a box), but I like what I see and can't wait.. The guys carry it in, one of them a sort of well-dressed driver and another smaller one creepy looking wearing yellow overalls. Surprise surprise, they have no tools with them to open the box. I fetch the scissors for them. Communication is a challenge as they do not seem to understand a word of English, and my Arabic ain't that good. With a combination of sign language, Arabic and English and few grunts the guys finally manage to fish the TV out of the box and on to the table.
As far as I am concerned, that's it, well done.
The one with smart looking shirt makes a move toward the front door, the yellow man however stands in front of me and for once I have the pleasure of being taller than he is.. and I am not tall, 5"4 without heels.. He asks for money! Excuse me! No money. No thanks, not for this sort of service. First of all they were late. Then they have no tools or knowledge of how to connect the satellite receiver. Besides, I paid for the TV and everything else I bought, so I ain't going to give a single dime to these guys. Call me greedy and selfish, even knowing they do not get paid much, I still would not budge. Instead I politely said Thank You, ask them to leave and eventually they do. No money, no fun. Yep, they probably thought I was a millionaire for being able to purchase such a "big" TV..
Would I pay for service that once again sucks.. Nope.

Service sucks

Where to complain if I find that internet service provider provides crap non-existent service..? Possibly because I am still stuck with the 19th century dial-up connection. It took me 15 minutes to get this posting page open, even then I keep on getting 'Problem loading page' messages and yee haa have I not seen more than enough of those messages today.. It is as if the service provider/weblog or both of them anticipate me writing and WHINING about the snail-speed internet connection? I mean who has the time ihis century to wait for one freakin page to open for 15 minutes?
I miss the old Talk Talk broadband back in England, even though it too had its challenging days, and on those days my neighbor's old-fashioned dial-up connection was working just fine. What to make of all this..?
Well, we all live the way we live, guests adapt or simply piss off.. which is something I am seriously contemplating. Return to the civilized world for the last time. All the signs, arrows, roads are pointing that way so perhaps I will finally take the hint, pack my bags and disappear in to the crowd.. and find a place I can call home.