Life is cynical.. you gotta admit it..

The story of Katia.. my GF.. took a very interesting turn, two days ago, in the farewell party of Radhagal, an Indian intern here in CI, who was the one suggested the idea of my imaginary GF to relief the continuous pressure of ppl trying to hock me up with someone..

She was talking passionately about going on another internship! in the same country! in a similar job profile! after a brief trip to India! i knew something is fishy.. other than what we were eating..

Yes! she's in love.. with a young handsome Ivorian man.. and as I was teasing her for a bit about how much she hated guys over here.. I was feeling happy for her.. coz the only thing I believe about love.. is that it is blind.. and if the other person makes sense to you.. then it's ur brain that chose.. not ur heart.. you should be feeling an overwhelming ambiguous happiness rather than the happiness of achieving something, of finding the one.. coz that's what ur brain happiness feels like..

As we talked about it more.. I felt a little stupid.. and somewhat missing out.. by not allowing myself to care for anything or anyone here.. am leaving in 2 weeks anyway so why to bother.. what a logic!!

A week ago, I went to one of my colleague’s house for dinner, she lives with her husband in a small house, a studio, with simple furniture, quiet neighborhood, and it reminded me that marriage doesnt have to be the end of a hard and very long journey of emotional and sexual abstinence.. a song now plays in the back of my head "heart of gold"..

Best of luck Radhagal.. am on the lookout now..

My first 4 weeks of internship in IC

So.. here I go.. writing my first blog.. lovely Chen talked me into it.. she's persuasive :)








It's funny that my VP finance Nidal Khoury is trying to sell me his new novel for 8$ this morning, the funny thing is that he tried to convince me by telling me that the revenue will go to AIESEC!! apparently he doesnt know what happened with me here in the Ivory Coast! and how much I love AIESEC now!


Here I'm, in the 4th week of my internship here in IC:

• the jungles are amazing.. when I went to the real jungle.. I couldnt handle staying there for long.. it's really scary.. in the middle of it.. you can barely see anything.. trees are so high and branchy that in the middle of the day.. only little sun light passes through..
• you can wear anything to any occasion, you can wear sandals and shorts to a business meeting..
• the beach.. oh my god.. greenery.. ocean.. dancing.. volleyball.. food.. I didnt wanna go home..
• villages.. the street festival.. dancing with the whole crowd in the street for hours.. music coming from everywhere.. ppl are crazy.. girls are sexy..
• the sun shines only for 2-4 hours of the day, the rest is cloudy, and the sunblock tubes I brought with me are not required..

of course, as anything in life, there's a down side to it like food is so spicy that whenever I eat local food i cry.. and like you jump into a bus to take you to work and you find yourself somewhere else coz the chauffeur changed his route today.. and sometimes it's a good thing but you dont feel comfortable like girls hitting on you all the time.. it starts nice.. being the center of attention.. but gets ugly when I dont show interest.. thanks to the advice of a previous intern here.. I have a girlfriend now.. we love each other so much.. am faithful to her.. that's why I cant fool around.. we talk online frequently.. she's waiting for me in Amman.. and most importantly.. she's imaginary.. that's the only way out..


A very big THANKS goes to my buddy, Alian Djahi, he's my roommate, @ buddy, tour guide, French teacher and my wingman in the bars..


So.. you got me Nidal.. you got me good.. am enjoying my internship.. and I love AIESEC.. still.. am not buying your novel..