tag:leyasun03.blog.co.uk,2009-11-09:/MokoFeed2009-11-09T04:38:36+01:00tag:leyasun03.blog.co.uk,2007-08-15:/2007/08/15/desperate_measures~2814317/leyasun2007-08-15T19:52:31+02:002007-08-15T19:52:31+02:00 <p>I decided this morning not to go to work. I am not feeling well and all I did was to sleep and eat and then sleep some more.<br> Recently, we had a new boss at GR and most recently we had yet another boss at FO.<br> It was mayhem. I do understand the fact that all bosses wanted the best for the company. I do commend them for that. However, the change they want to implement is too abrupt that everyone is having nosebleeds.<br> I am always stressed. My dandruff recurrence is too hard for my shampoo to handle. I can barely sleep and its tormenting me and my capacity to think is hindered.<br> I must do something about this...<br> And I must do something about this FAST!<a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=1885803" title="me and lub"><img src="http://data4.blog.de/media/803/1885803_e41b4de06a_s.jpg" alt="me and lub" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://leyasun03.blog.co.uk/2007/08/15/desperate_measures~2814317/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:leyasun03.blog.co.uk,2007-08-10:/2007/08/10/the_asswipe~2788401/leyasun2007-08-10T21:20:52+02:002007-08-10T21:24:06+02:00 <p><img src="http://data4.blog.de/media/256/1872256_338c18c8f1_s.jpg" alt="Aradous hotel-Bahrain" vspace="5" hspace="5">There are few things I do not like doing. And one of them is talking to someone drunk while I am sober.<br> There is this guy, lets call him the moronic bastard.</p> <p>MB is such an asshole! Just because he was giving me presents doesnt mean I will be compelled to answer his calls and go out with him. Even if he give me the world or a mansion or a bentley it all boils down to: ME. </p> <p>Nobody has the right to tell me what I can or what I cant do. I am ME and there can never be a WE. Some stupid assholes probably think that just because they gave me a box of chocolates I can give them the time of day.</p> <p>Well, sorry to spoil the fun guys. I am not that kind of girl. I am not and I never will be.</p> <p>Now: I need to re-assess my life, would I want to really be a part of this charade? If losing a crappy cellphone means I will be getting solitude back, then by all means- it shall be returned.</p> <p>I dont basically care of these stupid things. I dont want to rush things. I want things to be in a slow pace and not too heavy...</p> <p>I want freedom and I will have it.</p> <p>MB: you are not gonna get any. You are such a loser! Go find someone of your league..I will never be there.</p> <p>Your crappy zircon ring deserves you. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://leyasun03.blog.co.uk/2007/08/10/the_asswipe~2788401/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:leyasun03.blog.co.uk,2007-08-06:/2007/08/06/retail_therapy~2766153/leyasun2007-08-06T21:03:24+02:002007-08-06T21:03:24+02:00 <p><a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=1861126" title="cake"><img src="http://data4.blog.de/media/126/1861126_d9458f4f5e_s.jpg" alt="cake" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a>I am a self confessed shopaholic. i love love love shopping. Though I have never really thought of myself as an addict, I still think that I shop a lot.<br> Next month will be my birthday and I bought this DKNY gold watch which is so posh. I bought a dress to wear and a slip-on at TOPSHOP and several make-up products in Body Shop.<br> Though I wanted so much to buy a laptop I guess financial reasons impedes me to do so.<br> You see, I am merely working as a guest relations officer and to say that money doesnt come to me easily is an understatement.<br> Today, Im suppose to send something at home then Wazira and I decided to go to Battuta. We met with Nash at Debenhams and I bought this green miniskirt at Motivi and a dress at motivi as well. Then I bought a shoes at ALDO which is my fave shoe store.<br> Maybe next month I will buy at Nine West but for now, its enough...<br> I will be spending my time in my room since I am a pauper...<br> Very soon, everyone will see how fashionista I am...<br> Their eyes will all be opened...</p> <p><img src="/img/smilies/icon_lol.gif" alt=":DD" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p> <small> <a href="http://leyasun03.blog.co.uk/2007/08/06/retail_therapy~2766153/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:leyasun03.blog.co.uk,2007-08-05:/2007/08/05/the_game_of_etiquette~2760943/leyasun2007-08-05T22:17:10+02:002007-08-05T22:17:10+02:00 <p>Today I went with the Concierge Team to Emirates Golf Club. Its the biggest Golf Club in Dubai. If you apply for a membership here, apparently, it will take you 4 years. To sum it all up-only the jones'can afford to be a member.<br> We went for a site inspection after the training and met with the pro golfers. There was this 2 pro instructors and one is soo cute but chubby and the other soo cute and sweating like a pig..literally.<br> The guys kept looking at me which is sort of uncomfortable yet comfortable..<br> Uncomfortable bcs its not like am the only person there coz were like 35 persons from various hotels in Dubai.Comfortable bcs its finally sinking in to me that I like the attention even with no alcohol intake.<br> Wait, I have to sleep now coz I still have work at 6am.</p> <p>I <a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=1858461" title="Moi at EGC"><img src="http://data4.blog.de/media/461/1858461_9b689de00b_s.jpg" alt="Moi at EGC" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://leyasun03.blog.co.uk/2007/08/05/the_game_of_etiquette~2760943/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:leyasun03.blog.co.uk,2007-07-25:/2007/07/26/rapunzel~2702253/leyasun2007-07-26T00:54:53+02:002007-07-26T00:54:53+02:00 <p><a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=1829912" title="me"><img src="http://data4.blog.de/media/912/1829912_b3027e84e7_s.jpg" alt="me" hspace="5" vspace="5" width="135" height="180"></a>Nota Bene:</p> <p>This blog contains narcissism with sarcasm that might offend my readers..Please take it with a grin and a salt... <img src="/img/smilies/icon_lol.gif" alt=":DD" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p>In my solitude I have been quite anlytical why I have been flooded by admirers just now. Surely I felt like am some kind of an ugly duckling which morphed to a plain swan...</p> <p>As a kid, I was used to admiration but not due to outward appearance. Its actually more of the talent and skill which blinded people to think Im actually intelligent.</p> <p>As a teenager, I was a rebel. And that...is an understatement!</p> <p>I was chasing a dream which I can not have. I was pretending to be someone which am surely not. And that my dear, is pretending and actually convincing myself that I am special...</p> <p>For sure, I am not.</p> <p>On my 20's I started developing something and men notice me now...</p> <p>It is however an illusion. I am still me... the ugly duckling... pretending to be a swan. Some men or boys might think otherwise but I still am...except that now I am no longer a duckling..am a DUCK!</p> <p>Am I making sense? Probably not. </p> <p>My admirers who has been pretty much handy has never been helpful to me. It never deflated my enormous amount of ego. Even if deep down I feel like shit.. I always remind myself that I am pretty. After all, beauty is in the eye of the beholder...</p> <p>Please..do not step on my hair...</p> <p>"Haba ng hair ko"<img src="/img/smilies/icon_lol.gif" alt=":DD" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://leyasun03.blog.co.uk/2007/07/26/rapunzel~2702253/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>