I want the way I feeled about Mohammad three fold. And I want it reckless, a complete mess that I cannot do with out. Is that too much to ask?
I want him to be modern, a little into the indie scene with a twist of classic taste, clean, smells like Bvglari's Aqua, wear tight t-shirts with a hint of design, decorates, enjoys good wine, better food, and the perfect vodka, I want him to drive me places unexpected and in hotels full of fun....I want us to be drunk in the W hotel in San Diego, try to play chess, swin in the pool full of lasers, and make love on the edge of the window on the highest floor with the window open. I want him to smoke and drink coffee just to pass time. I want him thin, but framed, I want black eyes, black hair, olive skin, intense look. I want him to be private and mysterious. I want him jealous. I want him to look at me at the end of the night, when I'm drunk and looking close to a crack whore then the goddess I was at the start of the night, and I want him to kiss me and tell me I'm beautiful. I want him to dance with me when I want him to. I want him to hold me, to tell me to stay the night and not leave until he wakes up. I want him to kiss me in a crowded room, to push me against the wall and hold my wrists so hard they bruise. I want him to have good taste, to choose gifts with glamor. I want him to have short trimmed hair. I want his walk to be girlish, his mannerisms even more so, and his laugh to never be fake. I want to be adored.
Is that too much to ask?
Oh, Abdul asked to marry me.
I said no I'm in school still.
I have a hard time picturing myself in Saudi as a wife.
To add to the drama Dad has allowed me back into MY HOUSE that my evil step mother got me out of. She of course, is not happy that I'll be returning, but I"m happy cause I miss how clean everything is.
Happy 4th of July everyone, btw, go eat a hot dog and pass out in the heat!
IT WOULD BE NICE IF YOU GUYS CALLED ME!

Fahad is the one sitting, lol. I still think he's a nice guy, I think he was just horny or something....
So last night Nassir, Anas, Abdul, Farhad, and me went to an arabic club in LA. We had fun, and Abdul was selected as the one to drive back because we were all sleepy. So I sat in the back in the middle, since I'm the smallest.... Well Farhad's hand ended up under me, and I told him sorry cause I thought I sat on his hand, and when I tried to lift up so he could remove it, he pushed me back down, pulled back my g-string, and well, you know.........
As my boyfriend was driving my car, and his brother was next to me!
I didn't know what to do, I didn't even know he liked me like.........that. And all I could think about was how was I going to remove his hand without the guys knowing and without insulting him. So I tried to make everyone focus on him so he would lose his nerve.....well, he didn't, he just did it harder. And I know it's bad to say, but I was kinda amazed he had the nerve to do it. And I'm not mad about it, I'm like confused. I feel like I cheated on Abdul, and I think I did....
And now I can't even look Fahad in the eyes, cause I know that he wants to......with me...
I dunno, and now I'm really nervous cause I asked Anas if he knew if Abdul's friends had a crush on me, and he told me everyone has a crush on me....so now I'm super nervous.........
I dunno.......
And now I miss him....
Bastard.
So my brother and I have left the house due to my step mother's over reaction to the illness we managed to catch. (skin mites, which have now been treated and were caught due to one of our friends vactioning in Mexico). So long story short, we've both sacked up at Abdul's house until we move into our new apartment in two weeks. Vila Sena I think. Were Mohammad lives, so that should be interesting.
As a result of this depressing period I have actually just stopped partying. I've lost just all desire because now my main goal is to trade in the mercedes for the 08 version of my car. LOL. It's 199 on lease!!!! I cannot believe that, I'm paying $600.
I'm so sleepy. Mainly to the medical treatments I've been enduring the last week. Which has helped me lose a few pounds because it made me sick because it literally is poison.
On top of that, I got my period today. So I'm trying to stay calm. I'm on the edge of a complete freak out, but I'm trying to say it's fine. Once I get the new car, my life style, which as we all know, is a tad bit of a princess mode, will be okay.
The car will be white on camel. Cute cute. I chose the color cause it matches my sunglasses.
Two more semesters till I'm done with school, for now that is.
Nassir got arrested from emagration due to lack of attendance at school. Hard lesson learned I guess. Though it cost Abdul and Thamer $2000 to get him out, not counting the gas to drive 12 hours.
I'm glad he's back though, the house seemed so depressing with his smile.
I'm tired.
I hate being sick.
I can't wait to go to Vila Sena
So the above two pics are of Envy Utralounge that we went to on Suday. You guys, it's awesome! It's brand new and no one knows about it. I met the owner, the djs, the bouncers, and even Laura the bartender, asked me out on a date, then I introduced her to my bf, but still, I was so flattered cause she's beautiful.
So this is where I have decided to party at. It's safe, away from the Saudi's, and for the time being, ALL MINE!
Here's Laura
Here hair is black now, which is much prettier on her.
So yes, Friday I went to Sutra for Thamer's birthday and at the end of the night I got into a fight with this white guy and Slapped his face. He didn't really deserve that, but I was mad because girls kept hitting on Abdul and he wasn't doing a good job at turning them down.
Saturday I went to an Asian party with Crystal at a beach house, it was beautiful and cheap too, for the whole weekend you could rent it for $1100. That's less than a VIP table you get for only 4 hours.
I've also decided it's either time to get rid of the Benz or trade it in for a lower payment, cause I'm paying what I would pay for rent (actually, more then rent) on my car. And I can get the 2008 C 230 for $199 a month. Right now I'm paying $650 a month for my 2006 C230.
I didn't go shopping this weekend, or the beach. I got annoyed with Abdul cause his apartment is super messy, but I tried to stay calm.
I have realized I'm a very angry person. Mainly because I'm bossy. And on Friday, everyone was talking about how I'm preppy, and I didn't feel insulted at all. If I'm being preppy by VIPing my life, that so be it. Flash me that polo and let's bet a thousand on a round of golf and see what happens.
Speaking for betting, Vegas is soon. I've been working on my black jack because I plan on making my $20 last a few hours. Last time I made $700 from $20. Course I lost $400 of it, but up $200 isn't bad, I took my brother out to an excellant resturant from that.
Okay, I'm bored, enough of this.
Tiffy went shopping Friday at South Coast Plaza, better than Rodeo Drive if you ask me........but I am not a big fan of Beverly Hills.
I have pictures, but I'm having issues loading them. I got my brother's birthday gift, a wallet from Guess, then I went to get a belt at Armani. The whole time I was fighting with Abdul because I'm think I'm getting tired. I know I shouldn't get annoyed and I should be thankful for having him, but I annoyed when he doesn't know the labels or the shops, or the hotels, or clubs, or resturants, or goes to the clubhouses, and while I was walking around he was just looking around and following me.
And it just annoyed me.
And I know I'm a bit of a princess, and I try to keep that on a low level, but it's summer, and I get into this mood where I just want to be in the places I feel good at. I don't want to go to the lower areas, I don't want to go to hip hop clubs or hookah cafes, I want to go to classy lounges where the girls are dressed up, I want to go to beach side cafes and enjoy a good latte, I want to go to private parties that offer limo pick up, and steak houses that give you 7 course meals.
And I feel awful when I get mad at him for not being a snob like me. Then we went to Tentation and I got mad cause again he was following me around and I just got mad at the following me stuff. And I watched Mohammad watch me and I just got more and more mad because I just can't seem to equal my restlessness in life.
Saturday was fine, I just tried to stay calm.
Sunday was a bit harder.
I don't know what is wrong with me. Why can't I just be happy to have a good loyal man? Why do I chase after brats with large trust funds? It's shallow and degrading on my part.
Oh the vainity.

Ahmed and my Abdul
The next one is Willie *Mohammad's cousin* and Sultan *who is Mohammad's best friend and who is terribly mean to me, I hate him*

The next one is Fahad who is spying on me for Mohammad and tells him everything I do, I use to like him, until I found out he was a rat.

The girl is Reem, she's Saudi and we're friends, not close, because she has a crush on Abdul, but I enjoy her company most of the time.

This is another Abdul, Dhoom is the nickname, he's the Abdul I had a fling with best friend and Mohammad best friend when they studied together in London. He's so funny.

The next is Mo who my Abdul thought I wanted to sleep with, that makes me laugh.

The weekend sucked.
Nothing went as planned, there was no Stinking Rose or Sky bar, instead there was an overly priced arabic place *$114 for 2 people!!! FOR FUCKING RICE!* and then Fusion. I got into a fight with Abdul cause he got mad when I said I little 3 year old boy was so cute that I would leave him for the kid. So I let him walk home and drove around, found Nassir and that was my night.
Saturday, everyone had gone to Vegas, we didn't get a vip table, and at Fusion no one sang me happy birthday.
Sunday Abdul slept while I swam. He went home and I studied for finals that start in a week.
Then I got into another fight with the other Abdul and then Mo from Long Beach showed up at Fusion and Abdul fought with me because he thought I wanted to sleep with Mo which is very far from the truth. So it sucked and this weekend I think I'm just going to stay home and study because these last three weekends have been just disappointing.
Tiffy is hungry.
Abdul is out running around for me. Cute.
*hits head on desk*
I'm hungry but I have to be flat for Saturday!
Flat Tiffy!
Abdul agreed to get me boobs! That's soooooooooo funny!
I'm starting to have this constant, growing fear of getting old. I found gray hair and a few months ago my hair thinned out, and I talked to a hair stylist and she told me it's due to lack of sleep and stress. Then I talked to another friend and asked if I was stressed and she told me everyone was talking about how I never sleep and I'm stressed out. I told her I went to spas once a week just to mellow out because I know I'm high strung but she told me I needed to do something outragous like shoot guns or jump out of a plane.
So.....this June I'm going to jump out of a plane.
But now I'm stressed out over things like.........death from jumping out of a plane.
I think I should just stick to my scented soaps and che enhancing shampoo rinses.
Abdul *the one that is not my bf, the classy pic* asked me to dinner last night. He is asking me everyday now and everyday I have to tell him no, and I really really miss hanging out with him. But I know it's too risky. To see him I would have to lie to my Abdul and I really don't want that gulit to deal with.
Everyone is going to Spain for Mansour's wedding, there family rented out 300 rooms for the occasion. Nassir told my Abdul to go, and I almost want him to go so I could have levelage on seeing the other Abdul. Naturally my Abdul would cheat in Spain. 300 rooms, 150 of them filled with young Saudi girls??? and on the streets beautiful Spainards??? Come on, add some vodka and that boy is intoxicated in a one week orgy of women.
Not to mention Eygpt and Bahrain trips from Saudi herself.
I don't even get angry over it, I never got angry at Mohammad for it, I just said, this is life and that's their world. Besides, men have never been my problem. My problem has always been choosing which one.
Anyhow, Abdul isn't going, he staying for the summer because he's scared to death I'll have a summer fling while he's gone.
I would if he went to Spain.
I know what goes on in Spain.
I'm dying to go to another fashion show.......
Tomorrow Beverly Hills and Sky Bar. How romantic! I have to leave early to get my hair layered and styled so I can bump into people.
I'm done with my morning work, time to study for LSATs. I actually have started to look forward to it because I find the games fun....
Is that sad or what?
*sigh* Tiffy went and bought two new outfits yesterday with a matching purse. The universe is now back in order.
In other news, Abdul is taking me to dinner at The Stinking Rose in Beverly Hills before Sky Bar. I love that place because they have huge solid gold noses and I like to put my whole arm in there. LOOOOOOOOOOOOOL! I always get yelled at but it's my birthday! I'm literally digging for gold!
Abdul and I got into a fight over inviting the other Abdul *the pics from yesterday* to my party. As a result he ruined my real birthday, and the whole night was spent at Fashion Island *an island with a bunch of shops* and I shopped my blues away and had a great help from a lovely gay man named CP, who I also bought a latte for since his taste is just AMAZING and the outfits he chose for me were perfect. For the coffee he dismissed my sales tax which I thanked him for because it was around $25. Abdul came and met me at the island and he got mad at me for always talking to guys, the guys meaning CP, and CP told him to not get his panties in a twist because he was gay.
I laughed and Abdul pouted. As a result, Abdul does not wish to see me today. So I will call CP and ask him if he is working again tonight.
Here's the website for The Stinking Rose, look at the gold noses!!!!
http://www.thestinkingrose.com/photos.ht
