Life is Short

You know what...? My life´s become very booring. This is the path my day takes:
1. Wake up... at whatever time (its getting earlier and earlier. think 6:00 am)
2. Try to go back to sleep for ages, fruitlessly.
3. Get up.. make tea, eat bread and cheese, and try to stretch it out as long as possible. (aka breakfast)
4. Sit at my puter or occasionally clean the house.
5. Sit at the puter for a bit longer.
6. More puter... in a different room this time (change of scenery never did the braincells any harm)
7. Get bored and ask if there´s any shopping to do, any rooms to clean, ANYTHING!!! Nothing.
8. Go back to puter, prolly with another piece of bread and cheese (note, this is lunch)
9. More puter
10. More puter
11. Ask dad whats for dinner and if I can cook (general answer, no - its already half done. GREAT.)
12. Get dragged by my step sister to play ANOTHER game of monopoly.
13. Stop the game half way through so we can go watch simpsons
14. Eat dinner, and finish monopoly game
15. Back to the puter.
16. Sleep.



WONDERFULLY full day no? I love it.
Not.

Now see a picture of me and my lovely step sister to make your heart and retinas glad.


Ooh ooh... calling for a job today. PRAY I GET IT!!

Well I suppose I shld make a post... I´ve been incredibly blogger-delinquint these last few days. Now for some serious eye candy... well in my opinion anyways. I´m going to get scans of these pix, and more, but I dont have them just yet, and these were just, gah, product of impatience. Heehee.





Yes... I know... I was the most adorable child. What to do? Incredible beauty runs in our blood.

Rowan Atkinson - the bomb

As you can see. I've got movies, and novels, even one in hard cover... but hey, theres internet... lets save those other things for the moments where there WONT be internet (and im sure there'll be many... plus, the connection is free... :D). So this means, you get the latest update on the last few hours. That includes webcam pix... yay!!


my brilliant 9-euro meal... starting to feel a bit worrisom...
But then, I' ve never ate such a wonderful tasting burger. It is fanbloodytastic I tell you...And yeah... vanity on my part. I got jealous thinking that pix of my food were going to dominate this post... but then, if you are what you eat, technically that burger and fries are my future self...

Oh yeah. I'm destined to become one with Burger King. thats what this all is. you can prolly see it on the soda cup ive got there in the last pic...

Right all for now. I'll stop spamming my own blog.
I've just really got nothing better to do...

The first update i wrote in my notebook, cuz i was too lethargic to actually pull out the computer.

12th November, 2008 - 3:25 am

It´s now exactly 3:19 am, the 12th of November 2008. In the next 48 hours (aprox.) I will pass through 5 different countries (Lebanon, Turkey, Spain, England, and Denmark). my first flight is scheduled to leave at 3:55 am. My last flight (arriving in Arhus, Denmark) is scheduled to arrive at 9:50 am, on the 13th of November. Course, that´s not where the journey ends. We´re looking at up to 7 hours, waiting in the tiny Aarhus airport before dad gets off work, that is, of course, unless his boss lets him off early. We can only hope... (3:25 am) God, when will the damn gate open??


12th November, 2008 - 8:15 am

I survived the trip from Beirut friggin tiny International airport (seriously, I dont know how they do it...). It was anything but uneventful... I tell you, it must have been my most interesting/anoying flight yet. First off, I found my seat. I seat myself rather cosily when some random greying man comes and tells me in the crispest english that, I'm sorry, but C26 is HIS seat. I, of course, am rather taken aback and am sure that he is mistaken, while at the same time whipping out my own boarding pass, flashing the very obvious "C26" in the "seats" section at him. He proceeds to do exactly the same to me, producing exactly the same offending number. A slightly awkward silence proceeds, for about 2 seconds, where the greying man makes an atempt at a joke (something along the lines of having to sit on eachother [yeeesh] and how it probably wont be very comfortable). I, understandably enough, hightailed it to the nearest stuardess and told her of our serious problem (I was in no way looking forward to missing the flight - I had far too many connections depending on that one). End of the story... The grey man and I did not have to sit on eachother. I got a seat a row back (yey), next to a window (double yey), next to a man (tripple yey...?) who insisted on talking (ohhh...), about his neice and how the name Sarah somehow meant princess in Danish. He received the usual speil from me (we're volunteers and we help people without pay) wich resulted in the customary worshipful awed silence and a "wow. You're such a GOOD PERSON." (I know, I know). The damned man just insisted on talking every time i was about to fall asleep. He DID give me 4 whole clorette chewing gums though, even though they turned out to be nasty arabic style tutifruti that emphasised the seriously sweet citric fruits (yuck yuck yuck - memories of a decade of christmasses stuffing ones gullet with chewy citrus flavored candy and, yes, clorette chewing gums...). finally got him to shut it though, for just long enough for me to catch a few winks of sleep. When we got to the airport he insisted on thinking I was his personal tour guide, asking me the way around the airport as if I had "security" stamped on my forehead. GB his soul. Finally got away from him, as he had a flight to Austria (yeah. We talked THAT much) and I had 6 hours to wait. Or some such shit. And I'm still waiting..
Oh yeah... something I (believe) esy and ozie will get a kick out of (or at least get very jealous over, unless im completely wrong and I have the wrong book) is that I purchaced myself a copy of Eclipse (much to my horror, I found it wasnt the 1st of the 4 books. It turned out to be the 3rd... damn damn damn!! after all my scrutinization!! I managed to miss the blatantly obvious listing of the books on the back...)
Now for a pensive picture of me and the book at the Attaturk Airport (at least, thats what I think its called. it's in istanbul, WHATEVER the name...)

Yeeeeaaahh... i finally got my rear off the couch and got to a cyber cafe on my OWN COMPUTER. We had the wedding and parrrtay last nite... it was smashing. But I dont have any time to upload pix cuz i just found out that ive got to be home in like half a hour for lazer tag... and ive got too much to do already. so then. I´m just going to post a few pix from happenings about with the family. You´ll have to wait till tomorrow for pix of the wedding. Vale? Be patient. They´re coming.


this was just yummy stuff that we got... kinda like a pancake with pistacho inside and syrup all over it.
uh... the syrup all over IT.
Very odd Lebaneese candy floss stuff... it was kinda interesting tho. thats crushed pistacho on top. the arabs are very fond of pistacho i think.......
yeah.... not so sure about that candy floss stuff........ down in Sidon or wherever it was we were... old town
Just outside our house... well... facing it. Left to right is, Bob, Chris, Mike, Michelle, me, and Allen

My dad trying his fotography skills...
Again... fotography skills
Walking down the street.. hey hey!!
More walking. Oldish town.

Proper hummus... maaaan it was the best id ever had....
Eh.. trying to be cool and take a pic of the sunset. that wire down the middle really cut the role tho... yeeeesh.
Kate, me, Michelle (kate´s daughter) bob and Chris... more old town
More of fa´s fotography skiiiiilz. Bob me and chris
Yay a bit more... arent we all happy then?

K well thats all... enjoy. I´ll post more tomorrow when such grueling things as lazer tag, severe hunger and intense exhaustion don´t impare my internet time. Toodles all.
Oh yeh. my hair´s black again. You´ll see in the wedding pix.
I also sang the song i wrote for my brotehrs wedding...and it sucked. i have a video but theres no way in heaven im posting it. im posting something else tho. you´ll get to hear it anyways.