well, i hit the town and with the size of my ass there must have been a ripple round town!! ended up at rock bottom - i love the place . danced the night away and managed to insult a bloke - he was chatting away and i told him he had great hair - he thought i said grey hair - made us both laugh though when we cleared it up.
met some buddies and we dance a lot - well i swayed by big bootie to the beat - small children are thankfully not allowed in as i could wipe them out with my attempt to shake my butt! one wonderful and at times annoying things about muscat is how many men wither with adoration as any woman walks past. well my face ain't so bad to look at - i guess- so my ego was flattered by the attention.
i plan to be single for as long as i can - hopefully life. tried the marriage thing for years and it was wonderful till i screwed it up. heart still bruised from the pain i inflicted on it. i think i could get another degree in missing and misery!! i continually tell myself - turn around and have a look at your ass and give it a kick - which means shut up and get on.
was thinking that i think too much. i envy the idea of being a thick, selfish, shit of a person as life would be so much easier. i worry too much, care too much, think too much and, of course, drink too much. it is good to care for others but sometimes i need to remember to care a little more for myself. i am brilliant at forgiving others their errors and actually love characters who are outragous, but i am crap at forgiving myself! mmm what a waste of time - the past is gone it is our history, the future is kinda out of our control so live in the present as it is a gift! yea, i need to take my own advice
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
to go out alone or not
well it is the weekend again, another week under my belt. Work been a bit busy but that ok as it passes the week quickly. Can't write what i do for a living as it would be too easy for people to work out who i am and i don't like that idea -- for many reasons. My job is a responsible one and people view me as a person in a certain way due to it and, to be fair, i like being me rather than being known for what i do.
well, shall i go out alone or not? Don't want to be viewed as some kind of slag but the wall are closing in on me.. All the single girls I know out here are away for the weekend. I was invited to go but buying dresses ain't really my thing. As there is no way I would go to the Ruby ball and that is what they are away buying dresses for I reckon I could just get bored and in the way. So, if I go out alone will anyone talk to me? mmm would I talk to a woman alone at a bar? Probably not but who knows. I guess men will chat to me but to what ends? Mind you my ego could do with a boost so it may not be a bad thing.
The wine is in my hand and maybe after one more I may just head out to one of the nightclubs. mmmm going up the hills tomorrow so maybe I should resist the temptation and stay sober for the trek tomorrow. decisons, decisions!
I will let you know
well, shall i go out alone or not? Don't want to be viewed as some kind of slag but the wall are closing in on me.. All the single girls I know out here are away for the weekend. I was invited to go but buying dresses ain't really my thing. As there is no way I would go to the Ruby ball and that is what they are away buying dresses for I reckon I could just get bored and in the way. So, if I go out alone will anyone talk to me? mmm would I talk to a woman alone at a bar? Probably not but who knows. I guess men will chat to me but to what ends? Mind you my ego could do with a boost so it may not be a bad thing.
The wine is in my hand and maybe after one more I may just head out to one of the nightclubs. mmmm going up the hills tomorrow so maybe I should resist the temptation and stay sober for the trek tomorrow. decisons, decisions!
I will let you know
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
odd muscat thoughts
hello,
well I have never written a blog before but I have been inspired and amused by angry in muscat to try my hand at it.
I am here as a single woman - not what I wanted in life but hey ho - working away to earn the odd buck and enjoying my work - well as much as anyone can. To be fair, I am lucky as I really do enjoy my work.
It has been a few weeks and there has been a lot to take in. The omani folks seem very nice and, wow, aren't the women beautiful? The expats from India and Sri Lanka etc seem to take an awful lot of flak which is something that I have found to be alarming and sad. I have been shocked on more than one occassion at the comments and treatment these people endure. Makes me angry gggrrrr. Good manners and kindness don't cost a thing - so my old Granny used to say.
The decadance of the city is taking a bit to get used to. The ladies who lunch, well what can I say? They ain't my cup of tea. Why oh why would you justify your exsistance through how much dosh your husband earns? Sad. The complaints of such minor irritations from these foul mouth witches makes me grumble inside - thankfully I try to stay well clear but, sadly, my job brings me in contact with them too often. They seem to have to justify their lives by complaining about such silly things - away and get a life. They don't wash their own clothes, cook tea for their kids or drive themselves anywhere = it is their choice to live that life so why do they want to put others down so dam often? I shake my head, internally, and feel some pity for them but usually dislike. If I had money as they seem to have, dam I would have fun - travel lots, drink more, give to my mates - I sure would not sit around moaning about the maid !!
I have read lots of blogs lately and I am somewhat amazed by some of them. I am struggling to find like minded buddies - you know the ones who don't worry about breaking a nail, whether their thighs are big, blah blah blah. The blogs I have read for single women are all about how easy it is to get laid. Well that may be so but surely there are women out there who care for a little more in life? Sure it is great to be flirted with , everyone likes that, but there is more to life. I am not a coffee morning kinda girl, don't really call myself a girlie girl, not married - well nearly not, got no little kids, not young, not old, not boring, too talkative, too insecure, funny, like to drink wine as often as possible, adore opinionated women as they make me feel normal and lonely as feck!!
So if you have advice as to where I can make buddie in Muscat please let me know. I really don't want to hang out at a bar alone - yea, everyone knows what the men would think, don't want to do coffee with the pearl and twin set crew - so where do I go? I went diving - got hit on so much I was really hacked off. I went to dive and not to be felt up by the instuctor under the water as it is kinda difficult to give a dirty look with a mask on ---- ok at first I thought it was just the hoses rubbing my neck and not his hand!! gggrrrr. Don't touch me unless I want touched!! ggggrrrr.
What I do want is to laugh a lot - gossip but only if it is funny as I believe kindness is a virtue, although I slip often tee hee. I want to dance and not feel as if I am on the look out for a guy - cos I am not - please save the men of the world from being inflicted by me and my insecurities! ha ha . I really want some funny women who know how to live and laugh - and not bitch and moan and show off their designer clothes.
Well I live in hope and while I wait - I am away up the mountains as I adore them to have a wee wander about this weekend and to continue my ponderings on my life, new home and lack of buddie over here.
I adore Muscat and need to make it home -- never lived alone before so struggling a bit.
well I have never written a blog before but I have been inspired and amused by angry in muscat to try my hand at it.
I am here as a single woman - not what I wanted in life but hey ho - working away to earn the odd buck and enjoying my work - well as much as anyone can. To be fair, I am lucky as I really do enjoy my work.
It has been a few weeks and there has been a lot to take in. The omani folks seem very nice and, wow, aren't the women beautiful? The expats from India and Sri Lanka etc seem to take an awful lot of flak which is something that I have found to be alarming and sad. I have been shocked on more than one occassion at the comments and treatment these people endure. Makes me angry gggrrrr. Good manners and kindness don't cost a thing - so my old Granny used to say.
The decadance of the city is taking a bit to get used to. The ladies who lunch, well what can I say? They ain't my cup of tea. Why oh why would you justify your exsistance through how much dosh your husband earns? Sad. The complaints of such minor irritations from these foul mouth witches makes me grumble inside - thankfully I try to stay well clear but, sadly, my job brings me in contact with them too often. They seem to have to justify their lives by complaining about such silly things - away and get a life. They don't wash their own clothes, cook tea for their kids or drive themselves anywhere = it is their choice to live that life so why do they want to put others down so dam often? I shake my head, internally, and feel some pity for them but usually dislike. If I had money as they seem to have, dam I would have fun - travel lots, drink more, give to my mates - I sure would not sit around moaning about the maid !!
I have read lots of blogs lately and I am somewhat amazed by some of them. I am struggling to find like minded buddies - you know the ones who don't worry about breaking a nail, whether their thighs are big, blah blah blah. The blogs I have read for single women are all about how easy it is to get laid. Well that may be so but surely there are women out there who care for a little more in life? Sure it is great to be flirted with , everyone likes that, but there is more to life. I am not a coffee morning kinda girl, don't really call myself a girlie girl, not married - well nearly not, got no little kids, not young, not old, not boring, too talkative, too insecure, funny, like to drink wine as often as possible, adore opinionated women as they make me feel normal and lonely as feck!!
So if you have advice as to where I can make buddie in Muscat please let me know. I really don't want to hang out at a bar alone - yea, everyone knows what the men would think, don't want to do coffee with the pearl and twin set crew - so where do I go? I went diving - got hit on so much I was really hacked off. I went to dive and not to be felt up by the instuctor under the water as it is kinda difficult to give a dirty look with a mask on ---- ok at first I thought it was just the hoses rubbing my neck and not his hand!! gggrrrr. Don't touch me unless I want touched!! ggggrrrr.
What I do want is to laugh a lot - gossip but only if it is funny as I believe kindness is a virtue, although I slip often tee hee. I want to dance and not feel as if I am on the look out for a guy - cos I am not - please save the men of the world from being inflicted by me and my insecurities! ha ha . I really want some funny women who know how to live and laugh - and not bitch and moan and show off their designer clothes.
Well I live in hope and while I wait - I am away up the mountains as I adore them to have a wee wander about this weekend and to continue my ponderings on my life, new home and lack of buddie over here.
I adore Muscat and need to make it home -- never lived alone before so struggling a bit.
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