Yes, I am blogging to avoid correcting… But this damned song is stuck to my head!

Great childhood memories but I feel like stabbing someone in the eye repeatedly with a pepsi bottle.

Painful, you say?

Well, it’s better than having it shoved up your bum by theives before they steal your buffalos, right?

Thought so.

Ok, no more reading weirdo blogs and remembering old Algerian songs! I need to go finish corrections, damn it!!!

I’ve just come back from a wedding and I’m really tired… I’ve been awake since 6:00 AM and I’m just posting this cos it seems like pure midnight genius…

Applying make-up to your face is exactly like getting drunk…
By: Swair

… Allah yaster!

In the beginning… The whole evening-out-to-a-wedding part, you apply make-up and you’re happy like “Ooooh, mascara to make my eyes look bigger! Ooooh, lemme try cat eyes!! Oh oh oh! and this eyeshadow matches the dress i’m wearing!”

And instead of seeing people as very very beautiful creatures, you end up being one of those beautiful creatures…

Then by the end of the night you’re too tired to come into any contact with water… you want to, but no, God no! and you regret putting on the make-up in the first place… But of course, the excuse is: It was an occasion! I couldn’t help it! Everybody else is doing it!

Then you end up thinking that posting posts like this is pure genius…

*Yawns*

Good night. *tips her tophat*

*takes the top hat off and looks at it*

Wow, where’d I get this from?

One last point, you end up having things and you don’t exactly remember their source… I have an extra lipstick in my bag… wtf?