Thursday, April 26, 2012

Jumeirah Lake Towers: Before and After Sunset

Sharing here the place I go every Sunday after work and where my spoken Arabic classes held. I adore the scenery, it's magical and so surreal :)

Ladies and gentlemen, the Jumeirah Lake Towers...

Before Sunset...

 
 

After Sunset...

 
 

I hope you enjoy the view as much as I do :-).



Talk sooner. Blog later.
Rae

Thursday, April 19, 2012

Parasailing, Banana Boat-ing, Creek Park-ing (Oh What a Day!)

Just let me float, just let me drift on by...


This is the entry you've been waiting for (I just assumed, teehee)..

I'm going to divide this entry into three: the first part is about my parasailing, second is the banana boating and the third is at the park.

Here's my life last Friday the 13th in jpeg..


Getting High in the Sky

I was soaring like a bird (or a big kite?) 250 meters high above the Dubai waters for 15 minutes looking down at my three friends on the speedboat screaming in excitement. I was the smallest in our group but the first one to try the parasailing out.. ;-)

Up, up and away!
 
It was a bit boring above, the sky wasn't that clear because there was a sandstorm the day before that. Got a bit scared too everytime they were letting me go and was feeling the wind, you know when the rope was getting longer and longer.. it felt like it was going to be cut off anytime. I was actually looking at the water calculating how far is the shore, convincing myself that... "Oh well, if ever I fall I won't get drowned. I'm wearing a life jacket. I know how to swim. And I'm pretty sure the speed boat will come to rescue me." Weird thoughts but it was FUN though! Haha.

Jumeirah Beach Residences (JBR)

moi, struggling in the wind after parasailing


Getting Thrown into the Water

Banana boating was an unplanned activity. We didn't bring extra clothes nor wearing swimwears. It was like, since we were already there, why not try the ride. And so we did. Haha.

I chose the first corner the first time we got onto the Banana boat because I thought it was "safetier" there. Though I wasn't the first one who fall off the banana boat still that corner is not what I thought it was. The water splashed all over me and it got to my eyes so they were closed most of the time. Didn't see what was actually going on but felt how the boat tips sideways and how it bounces back onto the water.
After few turns, the driver began to speed up, the B-boat tipped over, and we found ourselves thrown into the water, LOL.  It was difficult pulling ourselves back onto the B-boat (I was the one on the last corner of the boat trying to climb back).
The adrenaline rush and not wanting to get drowned (even if we really won't) took over. After 'struggling into the water', the driver pulled us (3 girls) back one by one onto the speed boat and then transferred ourselves to the Banana boat. After we got back onto the B-boat, we shouted for more because we already knew what to do. Our positions were reversed and no one fell off. I tell you, the most relaxing sitting position is at the last corner of the B-boat.
After the ride, we stayed at "The Walk" to dry ourselves. We were sure no taxi driver will allow us to get in his taxi and drive us back home.
Warning: Banana boat ride will give you muscle pains. You will wake up next day with body pains. Same feeling you get after rollerblading and falling off the ground over and over or after a ride in a bump car. But it's okay, Banana boating is uber-thrilling!


Getting Full at the Park (LOL)

So we hurriedly washed ourselves up, changed our clothes and headed to Creek Park to attend some birthday lunch partay-partay of another friend. We were running late. The first thing we did after arriving at the park was eat to the fullest. It was like raining foods. There were lots to feast on. After eating we strolled around, took pics, some played cards, etc. We made ourselves busy because the wind at the park made us so sleepy. I think it was because we were tired. Then after an hour or two, we ate again.. LOL.

The Creek

The Park

And the bonus part :p
the FULLER moi ;-)

And it all happened in just one day...


♪♫ I'm twisting (twisting..., twisting...) ♫ I'm turning (turning..., turning...) ♫ I'm aching (aching..., aching...) ♫ And it's burning ♫ In one day..., in one day ♫♪


-the end-




Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Out to Find the Better Part of Me

I've been busy looking for special things inside of me for the last few days and I tell you it's not easy to be a 'rockstar'.

Being active and doing some outdoor activities for 5 straight days makes me feeling so beat up but it really helps in staying away from my kryptonite.  
Thursday the 12th - I spent my lunch break at the salon for some self-improvement, LOL. Then after work I wandered around the shopping mall while waiting for my sister. She was late for almost 2 hours so I got tempted to buy some unneccessary stuff. We had late dinner at our favorite Chinese hotpot resto and did overeating. Went home and slept late.

Friday the 13th - I normally wake up around 12 noon during Fri but I woke up early last Fri. Went to JBR open beach with roomies, did some parasailing and banana boating till afternoon which left my right small toe injured. Then went home, changed clothes and went to the Creek Park to attend some birthday (late) lunch party. Went home late and didn't get enough sleep.

Saturday the 14th - after work, met a friend for a part deux of my birthday celebration at some Japanese-Korean resto. Went home late again.

Sunday the 15th - after work, went straight to my spoken Arabic class. Then after class someone stepped on my injured toe on the Dubai Metro and made me cry on the spot, yup, that's me a cry-baby. Hehe. Had my usual dinner after class, McDo Happy Meal. Collecting their toys is my hobby, LOL. So again I went home late.

Monday the 16th - Went to The Pavillion Downtown Dubai after work to help typing out an English book into word document which later to be converted into braille books for the blind. It was 2 and a half hours duration (7:30 - 10pm) but me and my friend arrived half an hour late coz we got lost and we were walking for more than half an hour (with my swollen/paining toe *worried-face*). We left the venue past 10pm and went home straight to bed without dinner. 

That's all for now. I'll be posting my parasailing and banana boat-ing and Creek Park-ing later. It's Tuesday, I hope there's no more unplanned activity after work and I can sleep sound tonight *grins* Wish me luck :)


This is your life.
Do what you love, and do it often.
If you don't like something, change it.
If you don't like your job, quit.
If you don't have enough time, stop watching TV.
If you are looking for the love of your life, stop; they will be waiting for you when you start doing things you love.
Stop over analyzing, all emotions are beautiful.
Life is simple.
When you eat, appreciate every last bite.
Open your mind, arms, and heart to new things and people, we are united in our differences.
Ask the next person you see what their passion is, and share your inspiring dream with them.
Travel often; getting lost will help you find yourself.
Some opportunities only come once, seize them.
Life is about the people you meet, and the things you create with them so go out and start creating.
Life is short.
Live your dream and share your passion.

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

From Europe to Gulf

I received this parcel today (I was actually expecting this to come during my birthday)...

From Europe to Gulf

This piece of paper says it was sent last March 22 (long before the ugly thing happened). A gift from Mr. ALTAMAZING. Amazon.co.uk says "We hope you enjoy your gift..."

amazon.co.uk

The 'Sophie's World' and 'Persepolis' books were expected to be in the parcel because those 2 are ones of the books I want to read. The Atonement is the novel he wanted both of us to read and in which I agreed & promised to read it first before anything else because it IS his choice. He actually sent it without telling me its title or author for the fear of me reading it online before the book reaches me. I thought he was sending me the Hunger Games book and I used to think that he didn't want to tell me which book because he wanted to surprise me. (You are allowed to roll your eyes as many times as possible, LOL.)
The 3 books.
Right after I opened the parcel and saw what's inside, I SMS-ed Mr. Altamazing to thank him for the books. He replied "Anytime, hope you'd like the novel.."


I am torn between happy and sad..


The Samantha Brick Within Me

I am going through some rough times lately but I think I'm handling it gracefully. It's Samantha Brick talking. Hahaha.

Last Saturday was my birthday so me and my roomies went to dine to the much heard place in the Pinoyhood --the La Mesa resto at Asiana Hotel. 
inside La Mesa resto
We stuffed ourselves with the buffet dinner and had a bottle of red wine. We paid the red wine a bit cheaper than the usual prize. The waiter gave us a discount maybe because of my dazzling beauty and pretty smile. LMAO. It is, again, Samantha Brick talking.  

It was holiday in my office last Sunday because of Easter so I got my sleepless Friday night compensated. Sunday afternoon I went to salon and got my hair done and went straight to my spoken Arabic (Emarati accent) class. I was 30 minutes late so I made a grand entrance in the class. The Emarati teacher was discussing something when I entered the room but said "Wow!" when she saw me and the whole class looked at me. I wasn't sure if the 'wow' was said because I was very late (she was informed beforehand of me running late) or just because I looked so stunning. It's Samantha once more. LOL.

I am SERIOUSLY trying desperately to keep my composure and not let my Samantha Brick within embarass me. LOL. I kid. I kid. I kid.

I hope you enjoy this post :D


Monday, April 9, 2012

Where do broken hearts go?

Do they go in the corner and sulk themselves into oblivion? 
Do they cry all night till they fall asleep?
Do they get drunk, wild and wasted?
Do they get online, act like a teenager, chat and flirt with random men?
Or be a pathetic loser by jumping onto the lap of the next man available?

Those are SOOO prehistoric times. Stop the dramaqueening, we're in the modern times where broken hearts go to:

1. Beauty Salon. To get their hair done. Have a body massage. Foot/Hand spa. Manicure & Pedicure. Facial, etc. Broken hearts nowadays pamper themselves.

2. Shopping Mall. Enough said.

3. Reconnect with friends. Meeting them, eating out and giggling with them to the fullest.

4. Discover a new bar/resto. Life is short. We have to wine a little.

5. Explore the world. Go parasailing, swimming, etc.


There are so many things to do and being sad and depressed won't lead you anywhere. 

*letting out a big heavy sigh*
  


Saturday, April 7, 2012

Being Odd in an Even Year

I won't forget my day this year. I received the biggest surprise of my life and it's not a happy one. I don't know how it happened or if it was really because of the things I've said or because I'm already "obsolete". Eww, I sound bitter saying that. LOL

I didn't get to sleep last night and went to work today like a zombie. Not blaming anyone but myself.

What I've learned from this whole brouhaha is history, sadly, does repeat itself.

And also when someone asked you a question and it is answerable by yes or no, just say yes or no right away and never ever explain unless you've been asked to. Because later on, your explanation will only put you in a situation you won't ever like. Learn to choose appropriate words and don't talk too much. If you won't think about it carefully, your words will go to the opposite direction of your intentions or whatever you are meaning to say. And everything will be blown out of proportion.

Well I've learned my lessons in the most painful way.

Still, I'm glad that at least I've got an early present from my bff in the PH last month, she sent me some stuff -- 2 bottles of multivitamins, 2 bottles of ascorbic acid, 2 bottles of vitamin e and 2 bottles of feminine wash :D

Monday, April 2, 2012

The number you have reached has been changed and I won't tell you the new number.

Some callers really get on my nerves. I don't know, if it is me or them, but they make me snap.. big time! I'm losing the "formality" and all the "telephone etiquetes" I know when someone on the other line is proudly showing off his ass-ness.

Imagine this happens to you...
Me: Blahblah good morning! (said in a high-pitch tone, LOL)
Caller: Accounts please.
Me: May I know who's calling pls?
Caller: Matthew.
Me: May I know your company name?
Caller: Why do you want to get all my details? (in angry tone)
Me: I'm not getting all your details, I just want to know your company name because you are not the only Matthew in the world!
I think I won that argument because when he called again on the same day, he stated his name and company name immediately.

Well, that's what I thought. After few days he called again without me knowing it was him. I just realized during the call after the usual question-and-answer-portion between the caller and callee.
Caller: Why can't you remember who I am?
Me: I'm sorry I've no caller ID and I can't remember all the voices of.... (he butted-in).
Caller: It's not about the caller ID. I've been calling many times, why can't you just connect me?
Me: I'm sorry but you're not the only one who is calling this company. If only you had immediately said your name and company then you would be connected right then and there and probably talking to the right person by now, our time won't be wasted on talking like this. (Read: Well, if you don't like talking to me, the feeling is mutual I also don't want to talk to you so do me a favor, tell me who you are or your company name, it will save both our time.)
What is he thinking? I don't know.

Anyway, here are the types of caller I encounter on a daily basis :D

1. The Feeling VICs (very important callers). People who don't want to be put on hold even if they know it's not a direct number and their call is being transferred. How is it possible? Well, I don't know.

2. The Classified Callers. People who don't want to "reveal" their name or company name like it's a highly confidential thing. I don't know why.

3. The Cavemen Callers. People who don't know how to talk PROPERLY on the phone. They are the ones who mostly shout at you. Or say only the name of the person they want to talk to. No hello. No good morning/day. No please. Nothing.

4. The BFF Callers. People who are too friendly and want to know everything that's been going on with you asking "how are you? is everything fine? how's work? etc"  like you have no other work but to entertain their calls.

5. The Loser Callers. People who flirt. Enough said.

Now excuse me while I roll my eyes for an hour or two.



P.S. I might add another type of caller sometime later. Hope not...