Mellypoo?

Today, in my deepest boredom I was, out of interest, looking up the meaning of my name.

This is what I found:

The name Melinda is derived from Greek and means "dark, gentle"

Okay so far so good...

Then..

"a perky, open, fun girl; a sweet, shy dreamer; or a spoiled, self-centered brat."

Hmm..

Nicknames for Melinda:

Melly

Lindy

Lin Lin

Melski (!?)

Melindy

Mils

and then the worst of them all...

Mellypoo

I already have difficulties of accepting the fact that my sister calls me poo-face (dont ask me why cuz I have no clue why). So if any of you out there even have the idea of calling me Mellypoo.. Forget about it..

ps. Just for the record, I prefer to be the perky fun girl..

Allez les bleus!

Ps. I eat my words. I am cheering for France now..

Playgirl or Playboy?

So, here I am again at work. Building my database which is now at an impressive 973 contacts. I have to say that it's staring to boore me a bit.

But.

New events are rolling in. Really interesting ones as well. Time to be a bit creative.

The weekend was really nice. I was home alone for 2 days! Yay!

Went with A to the gold souq. Saw a pair of earings that was only (!) 9000 dirhams. Which is about 1800 euros.. I almost fainted when I heard the price. I mean, how can you possibly start bargaining when the price is THAT high?

Anyway, night time. A and I bought a couple of bottles of nice French (of course) wine. We where zapping on the TV, and accidently watched the new series "Girls of the playboy mansion".

I just have one thing to say about that show.

Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?!? Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?!

Somebody save those girls from the crippled old man before it's too late..

...but a life

Truth is a relative thing...

My Franck

www.franckbouroullec.com

Must be the coolest artist ever...

Suede-Allemagne-Samedi

My national instincs seem to appear during this world cup.. Its been hiding out for quite a long time now.

However, I dont seem to be the only one.

F the ofter day went totally crazy when the Frenchies were playing the Sushis (not my words). He jumped around like crazy everytime the French came closer to making a goal.

Football is a real phenomenon. The effect that it has on people. It is pretty fun just to watch the people around the TV screen instead of watching the game. The expressions, the sounds the people are making..

The other day when Sweden was playing England, I suddenly had a moment. I just looked at the players. Grown up men running after a round little white thing called a football.

It is interesting how a little ball can affect people to that level.

ps. Sweden will win on Saturday

Superficial Bitches

I am sorry. But some people seem to have too much time on the hands.


Can some people (no names) just wake up and realize that there is more to it than plastic operations and looking for wrinkles in the mirror everyday.

Its all about makeup, hair, clothes.. bla bla bla bla blaa..

You guys drive me crazy with your shit.

Honestly.

Pff..

We just found out that we are not going to London next month.

The event has been "postponed".. Yeah right..

So now everyone is grumpy at the office.

What a beautiful day

Fuck

All this work.. for nothing..

The dream team

Somebody slap me

The best part was in the evening. They had taken off the bed spread, and put rose petals all over the room. By the bed, they had placed little sockies and rose petals..
Hmm.. Could somebody do that for me everyday?

Please?

Palace?

Just some pictures from Abu Dhabi where we did an event the other day. We stayed at the Emirates Palace (eh yes it's nice, it's a 7 star hotel so what do you expect?!)

The fun part was when I had to call room service to get some shirts ironed for my boss.

Lady on the phone:

-"For pressing madam, you have to call your butler.."

-"Uhm.. You have me mistaken for somebody else... I dont have a butler you see.."

-"Madam.. Please stay on the line I will connect you directly to your butler.."

*Beeep Beeep*

-"Good Afternoon madam, this is your butler speaking"

Somebody pinch me so I wake up!

too much?

Jag kommer att föräta mig på indisk mat....

Bakis!

Yesterday we had a business meeting at level 44 at the Grovner hotel.
Uhm.. yeah you could say that it was a nice place.. Though not very cheap..

After 8 bottles of Champagne and strawberries covered in chocolate we went to Buddah bar.
The place is huge. Nice decoration. Warm athmospere.

3 Mojitos later, after a bizarr conversation about Feng shui and about changing our names, I was totally ready to go home to bed.

Just for the record.. I am signing under a contract to never touch alcohol ever again.

Dans ta guele!

Sometimes its just better to shut up.

I didnt fall off a fucking xmas tree

Dear Aretha..

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Did people not get the message in your song?

Strange

Hmm.. There are a lot of tension between different people here.

I have heard several times now people that think that South Africans are dodgy people.

However, Im not in the position to confirm this statement..

This almost got us into trouble the other night at a Lebanese bakery in Jumeira.

A South African guy started to talk to me inside the bakery. When I asked him where he was from, A's boyfriend made a comment about how South Africans are dodgy people.

After this comment, Mr. South African guy started saying bad things about A's mother in Arabic.

Not good.

Ok.. I understand that it was very late, people were tired and had been drinking a bit too much. But hey, do you really have to fight about something stupid like that?

Male testosteron.. Pffff..

Seatbelt?

Can somebody explain to me why people don't wear seatbelts in this country?!

Oh yeah, sorry, it's only the people in the FRONT that wear seatbelts!!

Yeah.. that's understandable. Cuz sitting in the back seat wont hurt you if you crash..

What's wrong with these people?!?!?!?!

People keep laughing at me for wearing a seatbelt.. But Im sorry if I dont wanna get my brains washed all over the front glass of the car...

Is that so hard to understand?

Hermana!!

Tonight there is a major party at one of the clubs in Jumeira beach!

Going out with my hermanas aka. the latinos!! I actually think Im going to be fluent in Spanish before I leave this place. What a joke.

"So, where did you learn Spanish?"

uhm.. Dubai..

Hmm.. Doesnt sound right does it?

Looking forward to tonight anyway. Oops, Im already late...!!!!!!!

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