I felt uhhhh, what ever...

I was interviewed by a magazine called ( #^&&^#@%) about woman in careers and as you know something has to happen with my stories…

Mrs. SHE called me while I was so busy at work… Madam (,,,,,,,)
ME : Aha speaking… ( ohooo mno hai ba3ad )

Mrs. SHE …… subject above
ME : Aha……. ( leesh radeet ya rabi???)

Mrs. SHE : Ok then appointment set for tomorrow at 9.00
ME : Aha …….. typing……..

Mrs. SHE : Then I’m confirming all details of our conversation
ME : Aha …….. YA FLAAN TAKE A COPY OF THIS AND FILE THE ORIGINAL…. Hallo aha

Mrs. SHE : Blab blab la blab la blab la blab la
ME : Aha

Mrs. SHE: Ok?
ME : Aha ok (big smile on my face)

After all the suffering that I went through with that weird thing and all the aha’s that I gave she ended the phone call by doing me a favor Mrs. SHE asking me pitifully : would you want me to fax or even email you the questions of the interview???)

ME: (Uhhhhhh???, you &%#**##) Ya sure my fax is 24…….. and my email is …..@......com

Mrs. SHE: ok dear bye then
ME : mmmmm bye?

Uhhhh what does she think I’m a bimbo? First time being interviewed? Won’t know how to answer questions? Did I sound stupid? DO I LOOK BLOND???
“ sorry blondies no offence”

LOVE???

Ya jama3a I am in LOVE with my self,…

How do you fall in love with another person when you know that he’ll be the one who’ll hurt you the most?

How can you fall in love when there is always the possibility to fall out of it??

How can you even think of being with your opposite sex when you are so much NOT alike and you always criticize each other???

Well I’ll never have the answers of any of my questions,…. Do you?