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La Verita
I am a half kuwaiti/half american girl living in Kuwait. I am perpetually suspended in the granite hollow that fills the space between two worlds... Not quite who I am, not quite who I want to be... Cat-lover, poet, music-nut. I currently hold a PHD in both BS and Smartass. In short, I pitch my tent in the median of life..


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Monday, March 13, 2006
Oh, the games people play...

I am slowly, one could say painfully so, settling into a new routine now that I'm back in the land of the gizzing. I don't know, but I feel a subtle shift in my relations with those around me. I'm not sure if they've changed or if I have or if it's just a wave that'll pass, but I'm left feeling somewhat apprehensive. I find myself in a state of waiting. Waiting for the other shoe to drop, so to speak.

I forgot how infuriating the Kuwaiti culture can be.. or maybe it's not so much that I forgot as it is that I've lost patience for it. I find myself no longer in the mood to give people "mujamalat"... I've never been one to patronize, but I have been known to hand out pleasentries when I don't feel like getting into something. Now though, I just have zero patience for it. I find myself being brutally honest with people.. even those closest to me. I think I might be alienating some of them. I just can't stop myself. They ask me what I think and I tell them... regardless of whether it's what they want to hear or not. And they look at me like suddenly I'm this bad person who doesn't want anything good to happen to them or something. Nothing, absolutely nothing, could be further from the truth...

I guess I need to learn a little diplomacy.


These days, I find solace in the mundane. Unpacking, arranging and re-arranging my belongings... I find myself, more often than not, idling in Hearts, Limewire and Steven Tyler....


I just hope you understand,
sometimes the clothes do not make the man...



I wanna say what I wanna say in arabic:

في هذا الزمن الي نعيش فيه، اصبح الاحترام قلة ادب و الكذب اصدق الكلام، و التواضع ضعف، و الطيبة غباء
و المحبة بين اثنين تعتمد على الفلوس بمخابيهم، و البنية تختار تلفونها و سيارتها على الريال ، و الحش في اقرب الناس لك اقرب طريق للحصول على الاصدقاء

خذوا الحكمة من افواه المجانين و لا

leave this world as it is, walk through it like me as a stranger, a passer by, but not without leaving a print of me when ever, where ever I pass by...

that's deep, and I'm not high, well not yet....!!!
just need to learn how to smoke first....!!!

In this society we need to be tolerant without compromise and diplomatic without lies.

Be honest but don't "brutalize",
and always remember it's not how we analyze nor how we dramatize,
but it's how we adapt the way of living and rationalize.

Do whatever makes you comfortable Krispiya! :*
(I miss blogging...Im quickly catching up so I don't become alien to the blogging world, couldnt help but comment here)

exzombie> That is deep man! but mucho helpful as well!

idip> you're a poet! ... sort of :P more like a freestyler I would say! but I liked what u said! it makes sense :D thanx

DR> ishlonich 7abeebty!!?? miss u and ur posts/comments! take care hun and don't stay away too long! :D

give it some time and you'll be yourself again


hmmm not sure if i want to go back to being that tho....

Krispy babe...according to our horoscopes...us Pisces are entering a new phase of complete independence and down right rebellious..(where we won't take $h!t from no one no more!)I don't know about you but I'm lovin' it! I figure it's high time to drop the martyr attitude and do things as we please...those who really love us will adjust (they know we mean cruel to be kind) and those that can't take the heat will just have to leave the kitchen...so blame the stars honey...

P.S. can't wait to see you again girl!

i know what you mean

bss even if you don't sometimes it happens o enty ma et7eseen feeh well atleast it happens to me

Ok I think you need a little truth from a person that know EXACTLY what you're going through.

There's a huge misconception about "adjusting" after being back in Kuwait... It doesn't HAPPEN!!!

You just do what YOU want, and those around you will have to learn to like the new you!

Honesty is the best policy ;) "Regardless.." :P

misscosmo> I can always count on you to tell me what the universe has in store for us pisces! Thanx for the encouraging words! U rock! :D

lialyq8> I know what u mean bes it's kinda difficult..

samboose who loves to 7oos> ;) Thanx hun, I really appreciate ur kind words! ur adorable! :D

7> "Honesty is the best policy"? I knowwwwhaaaa! :P Now go study! :D

I went through the same thing when I got back (even now). Kuwaiti culture is a bit hard to understand, let alone accept. One afternoon in Marina was enough to have me question the way society is. ;)

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