Friday, November 27, 2009

Little Red Riding Hood: the wolf’s perspective (raw and unheard)

Note: author of this story is unknown; I received it as an email in Arabic and decided to translate it for you guys.

Deep in the forest, lived this nice good wolf. He never liked predatory behaviour, or eating meat. Therefore, he decided to become a vegetarian because meat was not an option. He survived by eating vegetables and herbs. However, he was not alone. There also was this evil girl who lived with her grandma in the woods. Her name was Little-Red-Riding-Hood.

She was out in the forest every day wreaking havoc, deracinating flowers and destroying grass that the wolf lived on. Also, she demolished the beauty of the forest, while the wolf tried badly to speak to her again and again to not repeat this bad behaviour. However, little miss evil ignored his advice and remained trampling the grass and deracinating flowers. So, after serious desperate attempts to convince her, he realized it was useless and decided to visit her grandma at her house to complain about her reckless habit.

When he went to the grandma's house and knocked on the door, she opened it with a serious look on her face. Evil must have run in the family because she immediately started beating him with her cane; attacking him for no reason. So out of fear, terror, and helplessness, the good wolf had to push her away from himself as self-defense. As a tragic result, she fell on the ground hitting her head on the edge of the bed, dying instantly. When he acknowledged what happened, he became very sad. It moved him so much that he cried in disbelief of his actions. He started thinking about poor Little Red on how she will have to live without her grandma, and the amount of heartache she will be going through. At these thoughts, he grieved and sobbed in agony.

After sulking for so long, he decided to hide the body of her grandma, take her clothes and disguise himself as the grandma to deceive Little Red with the intention of providing her the love and care she has just lost due to her grandma’s accidental death. Once she arrived home, he jumped in bed impersonating her grandma. Although, evil Little Red noticed immediately that her grandma's nose and ears were unusually large. Especially the moment she looked into his eyes, she realized it was the wolf. So, she opened the door and ran far away.

Since then evil Little Red never stopped exaggerating and spreading false rumours that the wolf was bad and that he devoured her grandma and tried to eat her too.

Well folks that just goes to show that there always is two sides to a story

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Need for Speed: driving lessons 101

We all remember our first time riding a bike, our first time walking in on our parents naked! and our first time driving. I remember sitting in my dad’s lap steering the car while he controlled the pedals, or bumper cars at some theme park.
Well let me tell you about the night I took my sister and cousin driving. I will highlight that Susu & Bruski are superb drivers.
(Oh yea I forgot to mention that Susu and Bruski had to dress up like guys, disguising themselves with hoodies and caps.)

As I took the passenger seat and my role as a sidekick, my sister Susu sat in the driver’s seat adjusting it. Susu “I am an excellent driver” “I always drive the cadi with my friends” (cadi is short for Cadillac) Me “ok then start the car and let’s take a spin around the neighborhood” she successfully starts the engine and takes the pedal to the metal. The car roars like a constipated lion. ”WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?” I shrieked,  “You’re in N!” Susu “Ok, so how do I switch gears?” Me” press the breaks and pull the gear-stick to R” Susu ”Stop panicking!”

As we reverse slowly and gently out of the garage, I address her to turn right, while paying attention to the rear and side mirrors. We are ½ way through the driveway when I notice our dad’s car on our right. I immediately yell out “HIT THE BREAKS!” Susu “what?” Me “Hit the breaks woman! Just hit them” Susu struggles and before we know it SLAM! Into our dad’s brand new car. The bumper had evidence (stains of shameless vandalism and infidelity). We drive off despite a rough start.  As Susu drives down the street, she turns left. So far so good. I constantly remind her to stay on the right side of the road, and keep telling her to check if a car is coming before entering a new street. We reach a local park in my neighborhood and see a family crossing the road! Me ”Susu there are people crossing the road” faster she goes “I can see them don’t worry” we get even closer, me “Susu that’s a family with a baby! Brakes damn it! Brakes!” Last minute she stomps on the breaks so hard that I ricochet from the dashboard to the car door and back into my seat. I look at her and yell “WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!?”  Susu “In my defense I am wearing high heels, I usually drive the cadi in converse” what an excuse! She must be in denial cause in reality she sucks!
I get a call from lil Moe telling me that him and Bruski are at my place. On the way back I could have sworn a spirit of a dead drunk had possessed her body; she was literally not driving in a straight line. Me “Why are you driving like a maniac! Cant you stay in one lane!?” Susu ”No comment” and she blasts the music.

We reach home, and see both my cousins sitting over lil Moe’s car.  We decide to switch. Bruski drives with me while Susu drives with Lil Moe. Susu is unaware that Lil Moe has a manual car. So once she entered she asked surprised “Why are there 3 pedals?” Lil Moe gave me a death stare of desperation then turned to her with a get-out-now hand motion stuttering “out out out!”. In the end she took control of the car.

Susu is a little taller than Bruski, well actually a lot taller. So Bruski tries to adjust the seat closer to the steering wheel, but does not know how. So she asks for my help. I push the button and the seat starts moving forward. I ask her “good enough for you?” Bruski “a little closer” I hold on to the button with an evil smirk! Bruski “enough thanks” I am still holding the button Bruski “Moe close enough!” she is centimeters away from the steering wheel & yells “MOE you’re squashing me!” Me “haha my goal exactly” but the honk didn’t go off as I thought it would. We take off, despite Susu and Lil Moe having a head start. We decide to stalk them. We dim the headlights and slowly follow them.

Me “this is code 162 and we are in pursuit of our primary suspect” Bruski “agent B here, lets go get some doughnuts” Me “11 o clock turn left” Bruski “roger that”
We find a guy with a corn trolley (similar to a hotdog stand) I didn’t realize what it is so I yelled to Bruski forgetting that my window’s open “oh look! It’s a trashcan with smoke coming out of it!” the look on his face, expressionless.  Without either of us paying attention, they notice us get the drift and dash. Now we are on a real chase! We wouldn’t be able to catch them on time so we decide to take a shortcut and ambush them from the front. Me “hurry!” Bruski “ don’t rush me!” Me “come on we will lose them!” Bruski “stop yelling!” me “WOMAN STEP ON IT!”, she turned at such a high speed when I yelled that I was thrust onto her lap and my arm hit the indicator, the high lights, and the wind shield wipers all at the same time! Bruski, in a shocked state, stomps on the breaks coincidentally right in front of Susu and Lil Moe, they were shocked so they hit their high lights to see what the hell was going on, as they looked into our car they saw me lifting my head out of Bruski’s lap and her expression was priceless I can only imagine what went through there heads at that moment, but I really didn’t want to.

After that mix up we decide to race home…to be continued cause there is this other whole major part that happens later on that evening but I am too lazy to write some more. 

Drunk Scale

The state of being drunk is hard to indicate precisely because one person’s capacity of withholding liquor differs from one to the next. So here is a drunk chart that my cousin and I devised: (inspired by Tucker Max)

1.     Tipsy:
Usually a glass and 1/2 of vodka does the trick. At this stage I feel numb, have less responsibilities, the world seems a bit more familiar, the magnetic gravity field starts to disappear around me. I want to try everything.

2.     Happy Buzz:
I start acting more on impulses (doing things I wouldn’t usually do). I become a bit over excited and unreasonably happy about things, start smiling to everyone ridiculously as if I were in a toothpaste ad.
The tricky bit is you only get the happy buzz when you’re either down or at a normal stage, if your happy to begin with you probably wont get to this stage. From experience everything around me all of a sudden becomes beautiful not to the point where I would hook up with ugly women just to the point where my smile is bigger than the joker’s.

3.     Denial Drunk:
I start acting like an idiot, laughing for no apparent reason and when friends around start pointing out that I am drunk I deny it. Not such a great stage but everyone goes through it, you drink to the point where you start loosing your balance and embarrassing yourself insisting you are not drunk.

4.     Point of No Return:
At this point, there is no going back, I cant just put my foot down and say I am not drinking anymore, I am open to all suggestions and down for anything, in my case I fought off a couple bouncers that I was convinced were tickling me and dove down a flight of stairs, flashing people who don’t deserve it.

5.     Wasted AKA shit faced “hammered”
Now if you keep drinking, you’ll get wasted, at this stage I start slurring, I cant see 100% I trip and fall a lot more often, and I’ll say or do pretty much anything that comes to my head, defiantly not a good state to be in for me and people around me. I become the entertainment of the night. Now at stage five I am easily convinced of anything, so I may as easily find myself at this stage, which means, I’ve gone on my own trip. The trip may vary from sitting in a corner and watching everyone, to making up dances and floating around a room.

6.     Black out:
I wake up somewhere unfamiliar and can’t remember shit of the night before. Videos and photos streaming from everyone’s phones, trying to delete them before anyone notices.  I become the popular topic of the day of doing public stunts of idiocracy.

7.     Intoxicated:
Personally I never reached this stage, but almost did once.

Friday, October 9, 2009

Hello my fellow readers, damn its been almost a week without internet, I mean TV I can handle but internet NIKKA THE HELLZ NA!

Lots to tell you!

Just got back from my vacation. I am seriously sunburned cause friends and I played volleyball and swam for 6 hours with no sun block!
Also I have a Hitler moustache now cause I lost a bet with my cousin :s

My next entries  will feature a drunk scale that my cousin and I devised, as well as a reflection on driving lessons.

So stay tuned!

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Electricity Blackout

Alright so my new entry is on an electricity blackout that I am currently experiencing. I usually write my journal entries using Word then upload them to my blog but this time I decided to directly write on blogspot. Though they have an automated saving prompter every minute, it didn’t work with me this time! Guess I found a hole in the system (whatcha think about that nerds!)

I wrote a bit but the electricity went out here! :s so this is what I could remember

from what I wrote:

There we were my cousins, 2 friends and I having our routine poker night. Everyone was tipsy going on drunk. Here is how the game went Fuzz: “I deal!... 5 card draw nukkas” The 1st round goes by and blind bets are placed. I change 2 cards, then it was Tammy’s turn. Tammy “you take your cards! At least I still have my dignity!” Me ”haha what!?” Fuzz “ what Dignity?“

2nd round passes by, Fuzz bet all in and Gabby seems confident. Gabby” you smell that…?” Susu “smell what?” Gabby “I smell like a winner…Fuzz I see you” Tammy “ smell like a Mexican in heat” Cards are revealed, and Gabby wins. Out of the blue Fuzz grabs all the money. Everyone at once “what are you doing!?” Fuzz “ I have a flush” Gabby “who are you kidding?” Fuzz “woman it’s a nigga flush so nigga hush”

As Susu took over and redistributed the cards Abz, Tammy, and I went into the kitchen to get drinks. Tammy started grabbing ice like an Eskimo and did not stop pouring ice into her cup. Abz saw this & yelled “what’s wrong with you! Are you going to feed a polar bear!?” I cracked up.

When we sat back down at the table, the lights suddenly went off and we heard my grandma screaming in the dark “WHO'S HAPPEN!!” (She speaks her own version of English, what she means is “what’s going on”). So we all rushed inside the kitchen to get flashlights and all we saw were floating candles moving towards us. It took me quiet a few seconds to realize what was going on. I realized it was the maids carrying the candles rather than one of my cousins being baptized again by my grandmother. My aunt called one of the drivers to go check on the power meter and it seemed that everything was fine. I looked outside the window and noticed that the whole street was out. So I called the electricity provider and they told me that they would send someone to help us shortly.

To pass the time I grabbed my camera and spontaneously started taking pics of everyone in the dark! Their facial expressions were hilarious! One looked like a constipated hamster, while the other had his eyes wide open like a cocaine addict, and for the third living the role of a gangster being prepared for a mug shot! . (I would have uploaded the pictures for you but they all made me promise not to if I wanted to keep them). After that I called an electrician cause when I called the ministry back to check with them, I found out that their representative was going to be late. Just as I hung up, the lights started flickering on and off simultaneously for the next 30 minutes. It was like a ghost house or a grand tour at Amy Winehouse’s room at rehab centre. Ironically, the electrician just arrived and the electricity is working normally again. My grandma looks sick cause the electrician reeks of BO. It’s really indescribable!

Alrite folks I hope you have been enjoying my blogs. I got to go so ill leave you with this quote from my grandma commenting on the electrician “ He smelli ver’bad too muchi! I don’t know if smell come from up or down!?"

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Ssup readers! What I went through these couple of days was hectic! I couldn’t sign in to my msn cause I forgot my password!! :u (experimental smiley, can u guess my expression?) then I had to go through a long process to verify that I’m the owner of the email. It approximately took a week or so.

advice of the week: keep your passwords simple with numbers and words you can relate to everyday things in your life. If possible use two different passwords or three max.

However, in my case I had 5 or more different passwords! Once I even forgot the password to my laptop which was MY NAME! cause I was away for two months. I hope I don't get diagnosed with premature Alzheimer.

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Flying Sky high: episode 1

This flight occurred sometime in spring 2008.

It’s been such a long time since I’ve flown Saudi airlines, almost 2 years!! Anyway I was shocked 2 find that the TV systems were so advanced that if you have a smart card like Showtime u can watch satellite TV on the plane like MTV, live football matches...pretty cool! I was also travelling 1st class for the 1st time in a very long time!! :D it was worth the freaken money! The place was so damn spacious, I cud stretch my legs as far as the eyes can see! my toes were happy J giggling with joy. Don’t even get me started on the chairs!! They are out of this world literally! As if they came from some sci-fi flick. Their look is so futuristic; they turn into complete beds with the magic of the Zzz button. The TV screens are bigger for greater satisfaction. The toilets actually flush! None of that space-pressure suction in economy class.

However, the boarding was a disaster!! Nightmare is the right word. Our take off was 1/2 an hour delayed, so to pass the time they started to put animal videos on the screen, you’d see 2 rhinos fucking but hear bird sounds haha (I know retarded!) then it became a Japanese horror flick they kept turning the lights on & off, babies crying…when the pilot came to speak I guess the mic was too close to the speakers so high pitched sounds kept shooting across the plane, a Jordanian woman running from the wc covering her ears about to cry, luggage compartments shaking… Literally an alien flick in the making.... All that was missing was Lil Wayne drooling with 4 arms & 2 heads wit a snake body that is 1/2 machine from General Motors.

After watching Hangover hilarious movie btw, this baby 2 rows in front of me started flirting with me & my sister! We laughed our heads off! It, yes I repeat it kept licking its lips and semi winking at us.

We finally reach queen 3aliia airport in Amman at midnight.

A 2 hour flight, and yet another fucking crisis arises!! 4 fucking flights! On the same luggage-claim check point!! It was a catastrophe my suitcase was in a huge pile on the ground, WTF! In rage HAMMUDI SMASH! (I went through a hulk fit with one of the workers there). In the end we made it out and saw our mom, aunt, and cousins. We thought the craziness was over but nooooooo, as we left the airport, there were 2 Jordanian students who arrived from abroad (it looked like they just graduated). So to celebrate the crazy bedouins started making a festival in the middle of the airport. Then as we drove away they were on front of us shooting fire works from a pickup truck!! towards cars!! we dodged 2!! finally we arrived 2 my uncle's house safely.

Imagine all this in one night!! I swear an epic movie

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Finals are finally over! :D

Ssup Readers!! I know it’s been weeks since ive posted anything! Well I’ve been very busy with finals and scheduling social events as well as planning my vacation.

Finally finals are finally over!! :D I hate the last 2 weeks of any given semester with all the tests jammed up and the never ending nights of redbull and sleep deprivation. Books, slides, notes u name it!  In short it is a season of ink explosions and suppressed teachers lashing out in writing messed up questions. Redbull and espresso addiction lingers in the air.

It is the time when cheating tactics pay off! We all know them from tiny papers hidden in your palm, notes and slides in your mobile phones,  to codes between students. Let me break down the strategies in my college and the dumbest situations you can imagine!


At our university Yomama AKA Yamamah, the west auditorium is a favourite among all students because of the easiness to cheat there!  I mean literally students would have papers in their laps or notes on a seat next to them like I do, or write notes and formulas in one’s hand with tiny papers hidden up 1’s sleeve or watch (which I recommend). However since the technology boom, cell phones have been a top choice. Downloading slides, pdf documents onto a phone has been a very convenient method. Inevitably, some professors and doctors caught on to this trend and started demanding that everyone turn their phones in before the exam. Usually to avoid this sticky situation, a student would have two cell phones with him, one being the decoy. However, at Yomama University  iPod Touch’s do the trick!


My usual routine is literally studying the night of the exam, so you can figure that I pull all nighters.

Saturday 13/6/2009 was inhumane; I had 3 finals the same day! WTFF! (What the fucking fuck!)

Around midnight I went to get 2 iced shaken espresso’s vanilla flavoured from Starbucks but for some reason that night they closed early!! They are lucky I did not have a gun at the time…anyway I decided to go with the awful alternative redbull.  Studying as fast and thoroughly as I can like an accountant looking for a lucky number, before I knew it dawn broke! I decide to take a break. I take a shower, and go down to the kitchen for some breakfast. Now picture this: I boil some water to make some quick noodles, and for some reason decide to add garlic! (Don’t judge me I was sleep deprived!) The sun has just risen, small rays are breaking in through the window, and the powdered garlic exploded over my noodles cuz the lid was loose! With garlic up my nose and sunlight in my face I definitely looked like a suicidal vampire.

 Off to college I was on an empty stomach. It is so far out of my city that I bet if I were to turn my GPS on, it would dispay “heading north to…nowhere”!

I arrive park my car, I have 30 mins before my first exam, which is statistics. I get out of the exam confused cuz it is a completely different language to me I hope for the best and go on looking for an empty classroom to study in.  One down, two to go.  As I sit down and skim through my OB book, I sip my third redbull of the day. I literally have 20 mins before my exam and I start to feel queasy cuz of the damn caffeine! Along with the snacks I ate while reviewing. Stuck in this dilemma to either hold it in till after the exam or do it and sacrifice the precious reviewing time I have left. I decide to do it cuz I was on the verge of exploding! I run from bathroom stall to bathroom none have enough toilet paper! So I decide to run to the library across campus where a bathroom for special people AKA handicaps lies. I usually use this wc in particular cuz it is the cleanest due to little use. If u have ever entered a special wc before you’d notice many strings which I like to call life lines hanging from the ceiling with many bars on the side to help them move around. As I dash in there, sit on the toilet in a hurry I realize I forgot to turn the lights on! I find myself surrounded by 3 lifelines and I know one of them is red for emergency! BUT WHICH ONE!?

While the other two are a light switch and a toilet flusher. Trying hard to remember which one is red I couldn’t! So I decide to continue my business like a blind bat. I slip my pants back on (after washing of course!) and realize I have 8 minutes left, I start doing the eni miny mo countdown, then interrupt myself thinking fuck it! And just pull the 1st one I reach out for…u think I flushed? GUESS AGAIN! I triggered the damn alarm! In panick I try to open the door with all my force forgetting it is locked. When I finally unlock it I race out the door stumbling, trying to avoid being seen by everyone in the exam halls facing me. I felt like a hippo trying to dive silently.

 I get out of the OB exam with flying colours (who the hell invented this metaphor?), and have 30 minutes left for my last exam of the day, which is quality management.

 Noon strikes, and there we were, my brother and I in our quality management exam, about 3 tables, 2 students apart. The questions were easy and direct, except for the last 3. He so eagerly tried to grab my attention and give me the answers confidentially believing they were correct. So I gave him a “fine! Show me the answers” look. BAD CHOICE! When I saw the answer to the 1st Q I knew it was all down hill from here!

The question was: in one of ISO’s standards, customer focus is aimed to create:

          a) employee cooperation

    b) customer satisfaction

    c) new clientele

    d) none of the above

it is no thinker! That obviously the correct answer is b…well my brother so proudly showed me his answer which was – drum roll – fucking choice a)!

after the exam he kept arguing with me  on why the hell I refused to take any answers from him. At the end of the course we both got a B+ but I was 2 marks higher :D

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

the time zone on my blog is upsidedown, cuz all my posts so far r during AM not PM

Monday, June 1, 2009

Man U .VS. Barcaputa

As you all know the devastating results, I wrote this post the night of the game as soon as I got back, but 4got 2 publish it :s so here it is folks: enjoy!

we just got back from the game, it was fucking bull manure! Man U were very disappointing! it was completely obvious that manchester were not even trying to make an effort except for (swine flu AKA rooney, ronaldo, and scarface). dnt no why they were full of apathy with an idiotic attitude of "we won last year so why bother this year...let the little people have a go" I still can't believe how boring that game was, we missed so many opportunities; it was pathetic! however i do salute barca for their superb formation, but us we were like wilderbeasts or blondes on a black friday "OMG 2 many sales!"

let me tel u wat went on during the game this year. My crew headed out b4 me 2 the cafe (yes cafe not pub! cuz wer in sauchi arabia) anyway by the time I found a place to park, and entered I found them sitting in the 1st row cuz we VIP! returning champions! (after the game I changed my mind, wer more like champignon!!) despite a few infidels with us chearing for barcaputa. 
before the starting ceremony I texted two of my best bros in canadia cuz we watched the finals last year 2gether wen we beat chelsea, anyway 1 of them chears 4 liverpool who didnt make it 2 the finals. 
the following conversation took place the night of 27th may 2009,  between msyelf, abz, and Rad from canadia. hostility and sarcasm lingered in the air. as the ceremony ended I receive a msg from rad "for today guys: VIVA BARCA!" I turn 2  abz with a "oh no he didnt!" look. I show abz the msg and decide to reply "whatever dude, Man U will beat U!"
as the 1st 1/2 ended, things didnt look so well, so we all decided to go out 4 a break and cigs. wen we got back inside 2 watch the second 1/2, I receive a msg from rad more annoying then the 1st 1, purposely rubbing facts in my face! " did abz have a heart attack yet? I hope u didnt bite all of ur finger nails off and fuck ur fingers up! u guys r going 2 go thru another 45 minutes of rapage!" so out of defense I wrote back"where is liverpoo?! (as in poop) I dont see them!"
the match ended wer all fn pissed, cuz it was clearly obvious our defense was shitty & we had no formation watsoever like a man without a plan ( what a gay saying).
we head 2 mcdo drive thru, just wen i thought the pain was over I hear my mobile ring! I open it and read "sitting home with the FIVE champions league trophies we won, and the more important question is wer r the mancs? i thought they had a final 2 play in 2day!?" OUCH! he used my own comeback against me (double whammy upside curve left streak SLAP in the face!) so abz decides 2 reply "this is abz calling out to u from old trafford, we lost tonight but won last year so better luck 2 us all next year" I added "moe...confused :s"

the next time round we better nail it! GLORY GLORY MAN UNITED! KEEP THE RED FLAG FLYING HIGH!

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

that's HOT!

here in saudi scorching heat is something very common during late spring and summer seasons but this time it's too much. on the news now, weather broadcasters are forecasting a major heat wave coming our way! temperature might even reach 60 degrees Celsius! just when I thought susan boyle was the only thing hotter than global warming 
its shitty u no day or night now u feel like ur trapped in a hair drier with disgusting hot winds 24/7! (yet ur clothes dnt shrink) 
I wonder how peps on the equator feel! probably by now they can cauz sparks by just blinking.
I can personally light a match on my tongue...
thankfully sweating here in the sandy kingdom is in one's own favour cuz it acts as a natural cooling system when ac's r unavailable.

the weather anchors are surprisingly conveniant now in oppose to what they forgot to warn us about months ago. I am not sure if u guys had seen it on the news but it was this major sandstorm that engulfed Riyadh (the capital of KSA, the city I live in, my hometown, il shut up now). it was so massive! I was in my kitchen ready to leave to the gym when literally in a second I felt the kitchen get darker; so I looked out the window and noticed my whole garden was orange! (MARS! was the exact word and planet that came to my mind)
here r some links:

ps. my friends arrived (our weekly BBQ, usually on friday's), so I have to go cook some meat  and sausages on the marble tiles in my front yard

Sunday, May 24, 2009


This is very exciting! I've been meaning to start a blog for sometime now but never really knew how to organize my shit nor decide on what to to post first.

I will be posting my anecdotes and opinion as I go, hope you enjoy them as much as I had enjoyed experiencing them. 

I just finished a macro-economics assignment, what a mess! I had to search for central banks of an oil producing country and a non oil producing country to compare their GDP's over the last five years and somehow analyze the data (do I look like an economist!?).

for the first choice I picked saudi arabia :D but as for the second choice I had to go through three f'n countries!! the 1st one i chose was lebanon, when I entered the site I found no economy! no GDP! I swear a cone of ice-cream there is 2000 livres! (their currency). my 2nd choice was Bahrain (so now I'm thinking to myself this has gotta be good cuz they have this new campaign as a business friendly country so I figured their economy must be booming with activity and new projects) think I was right?? nigga the hellz na! theirs was the most ridiculous one...they had nothing published but did have the courtesy to display "Please visist us again soon" as if it were a restaurant or someshit! I can just imagine their stores "we are closed because we are currently not open" WTF!
finally for my third choice i went with egypt. Thankfully, their data was ready and available.

when I came to analyze the numbers for saudi, all I could see was more numbers! so I tried to take a hunch and wrote: the numbers look pretty good, certainly positive, I can see a gradual increase in GDP, long live the king.
as for egypt, somehow when I calculated the data i ended up with negative statistical results :s

ps. i am not talking to myself, I will have subscribers and readers soon!