okay hey there everybody !!!!!!!!!!

i got to tell you about my day yeaterday :)

i am going to do it in points to make it easier to follow:

1) went and had a facial ( which hurts like hell ) I came out of the facial with red marks all over my face. I looked scary but did that stop me from going out no. I got a few stares and one remark. But i ignored them all sang :P

‘Dont tell me not to live,
Just sit and putter,
Lifes candy and the suns
A ball of butter.
Dont bring around a cloud
To rain on my parade.”

2) we went to the Indian movie that was filmed in Kuwait. It is about a Indian girl who lives in Kuwait and doesn’t want to leave and her father wants to go back to India. Don’t worry i cant spoil the movie for you because the stupid film worked only till half way and then it stopped working. We were sitting in the cinema waiting for the other part to work. can you imagine there was an intermission. At the end the movie did not work. The cinema people told us we can enter whatever movie we want with the tickets we have before two weeks because they will stop working then. They told us they cant give us our money back :(

3) the journey to buy those tickets. We faced alot of signs that told us to not go to the movie but did cuteandcuddly listen to them no !!!!!!!!!! She was stupid enough to ignore them. So the signs were as followed:
1) we didnt find parking ( we had to search for a parking spot for 20 minutes)
2) my sister did not answer my phone when i wanted to ask her how many tickets they want.
I had to let the people behind me to pass me. i let three people pass me. :(
3) I discovered i have no cash and that my credit card does not work on their machine.
4) i had to find an ATM to take some cash to pay for the tickets

Four signs and no cuteandcuddly had to go to the movie and i must say it was horrible but i want to know the ending “pouting”

3) i was driving on the gulf road when a watermelon appeared out of no where in the middle of the road. I drove over it and my tires still have some watermelon remains on it . i still cant believe i drove over a watermelon in the gulf road where you least expect a watermelon to be.

i am planning to send this to a website called Fuck my Life. It is so funny. People write down how fucked their life is. I would recommend you to visit the site. You will enjoy it !!!!!!!!

www.fmylife.com

until next time
xoxoxoxox

It’s not often Kuwaitis get to see the insight of other nationalities in Kuwait. It is interesting to read about their perceptions and what me may think of as misconceptions about our culture.
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“testahblain?” he said with anger.

Our conversation got tense, and our voices starts raising higher and higher by each word that comes out. I’m confused, how could I be engaged when I don’t even know? Ya3ni 7tan umi ma galat shay!

“Who told you that I’m engaged to S3oud?” I asked
“umich”
“umi? Shloun umi itgoulik itha ana ma adri?”
“la2na lamen umi dagat 3ala umich, umich galatlaha ina tawa wa7d mtghademlich”
“oh god! Ok teghadamli bs shdarak ina S3oud?” I asked pissed off.
“La2na i7bich and with what I see”

I did not know what to say, I’m speachless! Ya3ni shloun bafahma ina I’m not engaged and that I love him! What did I put myself into? Risk my reputation and happiness for a guy? Is it really worth it? Why is it easy to fall in love but hard to fall out of love? And is it what I’m experiencing is love or not?

My eyes started forming a tear, and I feel a lump in my throat. I want to utter something, anything but can’t. A5af itha te7achait abchi. I tried
hard not to blink so the tear won’t show, I did for seconds but obviously failed. Mashait my tear ibser3a before he realizes. When I finally put myself together I said

“Khalid, this is a huge missunderstanding… I’m sorry for everything I did ou adri no matter what I say ma ra7 it9adegni, so why don’t we just be friends?”
“”I can’t”

When he said those two simple words, I could not help hold my tears. Tear after tear rolls down my cheecks and down to where ever it drops on. My foots started shaking as usual. I stopped my self and looked up at Khalid, his face was unreadable, but I have a feeling that he’s shocked ou ma yadri shesawi.

I gathered my belongings and was about to go away, khalid pulled me into his open arms and hugged me. I could not help but smile. I pulled away not knowing what to do. He leaned in closer and placed a kiss on c the crown of my head. I smiled.

“”let’s leave all the drama behind us. Mabi a3aref shay, I beleive you, let’s just have fun okay?”
“okay” I said with the widest smile ever. I have never felt this happy for months now, il 7imdillah he’s back.

We walked really close to each other, us hugging each other not letting go.

“Shfeech sakta?”
“I’m too happy to talk”
“3asa doum hal ibtesama”
“Khalid”
“3youna”
“You3ana”
“Ay ma63am tabeen?”
“Ma abi ma63am, cuz sma3t enik t3arf t6ba5 3aish w ana 7adi mishtahya 3aish”
“tamreen amer bs ib shar6″
“i’d do anything for 3aish”
“help me cook”
“okay bs g3d a7athrek ma a3aref ila mash5oul ma9e5″
“T3alemain inshallah”

We hopped into my car and headed to Khalid’s apartment. I looked kelmukan ou t3abatht. His place was very modern, gray walls with paintings EVERYWHERE! And white couches with silver pillows. It’s amazing!

“Zayoooun” Khalid yelled.
“na3am” I yelled back.
“Ta3alay el ma6ba5 sa3deeni moo ten7ashain it5aleeni asawi kilshay”

I entered the kitchen wela ashoufa mesh6a6. Ana moo bs thay3a! I helped by chopping the vegitables and washing up 3ala ma uhwa isawi whatever he is doing. In an hour 5ala9na. We placed the food on the table ou 6ab3an kalait like never. El emawash kan 3ajeeeb! 5ala9t half of the plate, ou il ma3bouch 7ada 7ar, I kept on adding more 3ala il 3aish! After we were done, re7t ghasalt the plates and came sat on the couch, layed down.

“I think I’m going to eat here more often”
“7ayach anytime 7abeenti”

From how exhausted I was, I drifted to sleep on the couch. I could hear the surrounding sounds bs mani gadra afich 3aini. I felt khalid carry me up and place me on the bed.

I woke up the next morning due to my mobile’s alarm clock. Gemt ou legait nafsi in bed chan astaw3b that I’m not at home. I headed out of the room to see Khalid asleep on the couch. Ksar 5a6ri, ya7laila 9ij rayal.

“Khalid” I whispered 3ashan ma a5ar3a

I shook him 5afeef lain g3ad, and helped him to his bed and headed off to university.

three days laterI was going to go down to the small town to find my savior, I wanted to give him something and thank him for saving me since I didn’t even have the chance to say thank you. But I needed to do a special dish since that was the only thi…

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oo my 30th follower.. the-pimple-q8 !! ;D

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2 seconds after 3abdel3azeez’s family left

Jumana Al-Jazzi and shahad were running down the stairs like crazy people in their sweats and matching cookie monster t-shirt

Shahad: MOVE UR BIG BUTT!!!!

Al-Jazzi: MY BUTT IS NORMAL SIZE!! u move UR big butt!

Jumana: LULUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU! XD

they got to the 9ala and saw Lulu sitting uneasily with her mother convincing her to go to the hospital

Jumana: a77!! XO

Shahad: its bluee! ;S
pointing at Lulu’s ankle in disgust..

Al-Jazzi: sh9aar!! D;

Lulu: umm.. e7im.. i fell

Shahad: i knew it.. !! akeed fashaltay 3omrich jiddam 5alg allah!!

Al-Jazzi: obviously u fell bas details!!

Lulu winked…

Jumana: ohhhh :P inzaaain 5altee i7naa nwaddeehaaa il-mostashfaa :)

Om Lulu: okai.. haaa… troo7een lulu????

Lulu: umm..

Shahad: eee eee trooo7 ma3alaich minhaaa

they helped her up and went to the car while Jumana got her 3abayaa and followed them into the car..

After Lulu spilled the beans..

Shahad: AY SHAAAAAAAY!! XD

Al-Jazzi: eyshawwig!!

Jumana: Waaaaai3.. ma hagaiiiit 3azooz min hannooo3 :P

Lulu: Arjooch! hathaa raylee… ma ar’6aa 3alaaih :P oo ba3daain shnoo 3azooz! a9′3ar 3yalich ohwaaa!! :P

Jumana: hathaaa w ihyaa lail7een mamlichat ;p

they laughed at Lulu while she continued ziffing Jumana…

They took her to the hospital and it turns out that she sprained her anklee… they wrapped it and made her use crutches and 3a6ooha stuff i think ;p (ive never sprained my ankle 7amdillah soo madry shno il-drill malhom :P )

So they dropped her off and went back home..

Lulu contimplated sending 3abdel3azeez a message..

Lulu “la2 la2 taw innas… i should play it cool.. yah play it cool homie”

after 10 minutes or so (11:30 pm) .. Lulu had her feet on the coffee table in her room rested on a pillow watching gossip girl

Lulu: kalbaa.. abee jooteehaa

6oo6..

her phone rang announcing a new message..

Incoming message:
3abdel3azeez

Salamat ;-) Matshoofeen shar.. agdar ashoof il-bandage min baitna :-P

She laughed as she stared at her neon pink bandage..

Lulu “WAIT A MINUTE!! shloun he knows inna ana ri7t il-mostashfaaa.. oo inna i got a bright bandage!!”

Outgoing message:
3abdel3azeez

Shdarrak!? ;p;p oo allah ysalmik.. ishar ma iyeek =)

Incoming message:
3abdel3azeez

adree… ;-)

She laughed as she thought of a reply..

Outgoing message:
3abdel3azeez

Okaaii… a5rat.haa ra7 a3arif ;p Ti9ba7 3ala 5aair..

Incoming message:
3abdel3azeez

inshoof ;-P wintay min ahlaah..

Lulu: AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!
she loudly said as she hugged her mobile..

She changed his contact name to.. Raylee;**

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sorry its short bas ba3ad shwayaa banaziil wa7ed long (er) ;D

Adree the names are not the “usual” names BUT thats why I chose them. Fa I thought if I wrote them bl 3arby it might make it easier to read them so here it goes ;**Rsal رسلma2ab مئابhyam هيامfalak فلكlyth ليث’3aith غيث7arith حار…

ENJOY!Previously;”What the hell” I whispered to myself then, I saw him coming back. “I bet he’s going to apologize el chalb” i thought to myself.But instead I suddenly see him throw a white shirt on my face. ON MY FACE.”I think this”-and he looks at th…

Before dathra can tell us her adventures… i must highlight somepoints…
First dathra is loosely based on me. But not 100% me.
Dathra is me, and every other girl, q8y or non q8y, who had once -or always- felt that she had to change in order to be accepted and to fit in…
And plz do give me advice… because every [...]

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Dina was so upset from her mom. How could she even think of boarding school pissed her off.

She ignored what had happened and decided to enjoy her night. The party was being held at Mona’s house. One her friends. (remember, she and her old friends slipped away from each other and went their separate ways) Since there was no parent supervision the party had been crashed by a lot of people.

Dina scanned the room to find her friends but no luck. She checked all the rooms of the house but just couldn’t seem to find anyone. Had they already left. Plus where was Mona? This was her party. Dina got bored of searching so she found a place in the corner to stand by and wait for someone to spot her. A few minutes went by and still nothing. Had she been bailed on ?

Just then someone who seemed high grabbed her by the arm and pulled her into a room.

Dina: What the hell ! Let go of me you freak !

Boy: Just one second I have something to tell you.

Dina: I don’t even know you !!

Once they were in the room he pinned her to the wall and slowly started to inhale her scent.

Boy: You smell like heaven.

Dina: Your high… so..

Boy: SHHH !!

Dina: Listen you’ve obviously taken something so I’m gonna let it slide.

Boy: What’s your name pretty ?

Dina: Listen to me, if you touch me in any way so help me god I will scream.

Boy: Screaming wont do a thing sweetie. The music’s loud and were in a room.

Boom! The door flew open and someone walked in.

Dina: Oh you have got to be kidding me !

He took Dina by the hand and gently walked her out the room. He lead her all the way out the house. The minute they stepped out Dina pushed and backed away from him.

Dina: You know you didn’t have to do that 3bdulah I can take care of myself.

3bdulah: Really? Cause to me it seemed like you were about to get raped.

Dina: Whatever. I’m getting out of here.

3bdulah: Don’t I get a thank you?

Dina: A thank you? We haven’t crossed paths in two years and suddenly now you want to be all friendly.

3bdulah: Excuse me? You were the one who left your friends behind and joined a new crowd.

Dina: Yeah, well things changed.

3bdulah: High school’s done you good.

Dina: What the hell is that supposed to mean?

3bdulah: Good night Dina.

3bdulah walked away leaving Dina behind with her thoughts.

You see back in middle school Dina was good friends with 3bdulah along with some other people. Noura, Haya, and Naif. But like we said earlier that all changed. But things haven’t changed for them, their all still close, but lost one.

3bdulah wasn’t invited to the party, he actually crashed which was something unlikely of him. Since he hadn’t seen Dina in a while he just wanted to sneak a look and see how’s she doing. He wasn’t planning on approaching but once he couldn’t find her he went searching for her, which led to where we are now.

Dialing Naif…

Naif: Hala 3zuz !

3bdulah: Ahleen ..

Naif: Where are you, the boys and I are waiting for you to start the match.

3bdulah: Oh damn, sorry nseet, yallah al7een I’m on my way.

Dina arrived home to find all the lights off. To her that was a good sign which meant she could easily sneak up to her bedroom. But unfortunately luck failed her this time.
Once she stepped her foot inside the house she found her mother right in front of her waiting.

Mama: Where were you ?

Dina: I told you I was going to the party.

Mama: Who’s party?

Dina: Mona..

Mama: Meen Mona hathi ? I haven’t met her.

Dina: You don’t have to meet all my friends mama. I don’t need your approvel.

Mama: I wasn’t going to give any approvals, I just want to know the people who are spending time with m daughter.

Dina: Oh so now I became your daughter?

Mama: Dina I will not have this conversation again. You are going to boarding school and that’s final.

Dina: You cant make me !!

Mama: Your father is coming home tomorrow so you can end the conversation with him.

Dina: Agh I hate you !

Mama: I hope you don’t mean that !

Dina: Why wouldn’t I ? You have been on my back for the past month watching my every move and your shipping me off to boarding school. Your abandoning your own daughter.

Mama: I would never abandon you. I love you and I think you need a change of scenery.

Dina: How do you know what I want? You don’t even know me !

Mama: Maybe if you would give me an hour to spend with you I would.

Dina: Im fed up. *walking up the stairs*

Dina could not believe the conversation she just had with her mom. She started crying. She didn’t even bother to change her clothes. She just got under the covers and started to cry.

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Did you get home ok.

Dina: What the hell !

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So? What do you think? Should I continue ?
Oh and yes I’m starting the sotry from now, along with my blabs. :)

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machines drone
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icy cold interiors
in shades of shadows
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unnamable lust
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He stopped the car and I got so mad and got out of the car not aware of any car coming into my direction. The last thing I saw was a car speeding and the voice of Munthir screaming my name before the car came closer

Munthir: LAMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR

And crash.

Munthir sprinted to Lamar

Munthir: Lamaar, Lamar goumay mama Lamar wallah I’m sorry please goumay

Lamar did not move, Munthir checked her pulse and found that her heart was still beating, he carried her into his car as fast as he could. He kept cursing the guy of the hit n run

Munthir: 7maaar, bin kalb moo rayal! lo fee uma khair chan wagaf

Munthir carried Lamar out of the car and ran into the hospital screaming for some help, she was bleeding to death and his clothes was all covered with Lamar’s blood. They took her into the operation room while Munthir waited outside regretting every single thing that he had done to this poor little girl, look where his ego had lead him. This girl might die and it’s all because of him. He called her friends and informed them to come over, Munthir’s heart pressure had increased which made the nurses gather around him, and give him some medications.

Munthir told the girls what happened but did not dare to mention a thing about the rape part.

Ghizlan: Kilaaa minik intaa ya7maar kilaaa minik walaah etha 9ar feeha shay matloum ila nafsik she was hitting him insanely until the girls held her back and told her that Lamar needs their prayers right now. Munthir on the other hand, let Ghizlan hit him, he knew that he was the reason that all this happened to Lamar. The doctors informed the girls and Munthir that her condition is unstable and that there was nothing that they could do with them sitting here, she’s in a coma for god knows how long. The operation did go well, but they say that her body had lost a lot of blood. Munthir decided to go back home shower, and pray for Lamar. That was all that he could do, pray, pray and pray some more.

Ghizlan decided to call Lamar’s uncle, it was best if he knew and he came on the first flight to Beirut. He saw Munthir and thanked him, all he knows is that Munthir was the one that brought her to the hospital from after the accident. From where he sees it, he had saved Lamar’s life, if only he knew. It was 9 pm, visiting hours were over but Munthir and the girls remained in the hospital. Munthir saw the doctor leaving Lamar’s room to check up on her and he hurried up to follow him.

Munthir: ha bashir dictor shloun Lamar al7een?

Doctor: inta meen? Akhooha la lamar?

Munthir: ee ee diktor ikhooha shfeeha?

Doctor: Maba3rif keef 2ilak, bas Lamar fe2dat il ra7im taba3ha ba3d il 7adis

Munthir: shinu?? fqidat ra7imha!!?? shloun ya3ni?

Doctor: mm you see ne7na we had to remove el ra7im taba3ha la2ana kan beshakil khi6oora la2ilha o lo ma stakhrajna il ra7im makaant 7at 3eesh

Munthir: Ya3ni al7een inta tgooli ina Lamar, mara7 tigdar t7amil?

Doctor: Ana kteer asif oo allah e9abrkon

Munthir choked between his words, how could he do that to such an innocent girl. She won’t get to experience motherhood all because of me, I promise I’ll make it up to you Lamar, a9eerlich omich ibooch kilshay wallah la3awthich 3ala kil eli sawaita.

The nurses came out of Lamar’s room screaming, she losing lots of blood we need a blood donater immediately.

Munthir: me, me, I’m an O+ I can donate to anyone.

They withdrew lots of blood from me, the amount that they took made me feel dizzy so I laid down for a bit. Lamar’s condition is more stable right now but the doctors say that she could crash any minute. Allah egawimha bil salama inshala

S U M M E R.

YUP, IT’S SUMMER AND IT’S TIME TO BE CRUISIN’ IN THE JEEPS AND PARTYIN’ NON-STOP BAAAABYYYY!

Hahaha, anyways, how are you guys?

OMGOSH! Walla I missed you all SO MUCH! Reaaaaaaally, it hurts to make me think that I’ve been away for SO LONG (…weeeeeell, not L O N G, just a matter of days, but in my world, believe me when I tell you this…IT’S BEEN A LIVING HELL!).

ANYWHOO, ANYHOOOOOOW, ANYWHEREEEEE, ANYWHEEEEEN!!!!!!

SHITNESS, I’m H Y P E R !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SO HOMMIES, watt’cha been up too?

HAHAHAH, I can’t believe summer’s here! YAAAAAAAAAAYNESS! Y3niii el7een kila postaat o 7ala!!! I’M FULL OF JOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOYYYYYYYYYYYY!

So…where was I? Oh, YUP, t’thakartt! So anyways, I’ll be posting a new post for the story el youm Inshalla o ymkin two mo bs one, see how generous ** WINKY WINK** hahahah, anywhoooo, o and YAY I’m so excited, I’LL BE ENDING IT SOON XDDDDDD! See, I’m that excited!

OK, and now…for the best news to come…yup…wait for it…wait for it…and a bit more…and YEEEEEEAH BABY, hehe ok so I can’t wait to post the new stories, a7is ra7 ekonoon WAAAAAAAAAY much nicer than All This Time I Was…Blind since it’s my first one, o madry, y3nii, I myself will say it wasn’t that nice. You’re probably wondering ina what am I saying this since I wrote it o chii, but the reason I wrote is ina it was my way of expressing my feelings and stuff, y3ni even if you wouldn’t like it I’d write for fun, because I want to. BUT, thank you guys for your endless support, o taboon el 9ijj, mn ‘3airkum ma7s it would’ve been like this. SO thank you for making this an exciting journey for me! O Walla ma ga9artoo with your comments :D

OK so it’s time for me to get going o I’ll be starting on the new post now!!!!!! Wa a5eeran, loool. Anyways, yalla BYE. I LOVE YOU GUYS OH SO VERY MUCH, I weeeaaaawyyyy weeeeeaaaawwwyy do!!!!! MUAAAAA ;***************************

SUNSET,
XOXO.

“akrihuch laish matmoten o niftak minich” she spat the hateful words at her sister ma’ab”leana abech itmoten gably intay ishtaben a9lan ya mama il kil emout 3lay ana o il 3ain 3ly ana wla nasya ina baba imsamen DAL3 ilfaisal” coldly answering her older…

Hey everyone! bas i wanted to say to all my readers… pleeeeaaase comment, i mean a lot are and I’m so happy! but there are a lot of silent readers, and I’d like to know how many are actually reading my blog… thanks.. best wishes ;****______________…

Here is just a sneak of what the story will be. I didn’t include much. So let me know what you think because it what’s your gonna be hooked on very soon. And trust me your so gonna love it. You know what to hell with it, I may even start it while I’m in London. You know I’ll come back at the end of the night all juiced up, ready to post. Don’t get excited, it’s a maybe. :)

It’s going to be called High School.

Dina: You can’t force me to go !!

Mama: Dina you’re out of control. Coming in at late hours! We barely see you even on weekdays. Plus you’re failing A few classes.

Dina: Oh and boarding school is the best solution!

Mama: We’ve tried everything with you but you’re just …

Dina: Just what mama ha? Messed up ?

Mama: I just don’t get why you’re acting like this. What happend to you?

Dina: Agh stop it, just stop it ok! I’m leaving. I have a party to attend to.

Mama: DINA I SAID NO ONCE AND I WONT SAY IT AGAIN !

Dina: Good night mother. *storms out*

Mama: YA BNT !!

Dialing…

Baba: Hala 7beebty kfkm ?

Mama: Bad news, you’re going to have to cut your trip a little short.

Baba: Yrabii … allah ystar 3leena bs. I’ll get on the first flight out.

Dina wasn’t always like this you know. Back in middle school she used to be this adorable little teen that everyone loved. She had wonderful friends and got perfect grades. She wasn’t the perfect little angel but she was a good person. But once she entered high school all that changed. All of a sudden more people started to notice her and eventually joined the popular crowd. She slowly started slipping away from her real friends and got attached to the plastics. She became this whole other person. Half the school talked behind her back because they saw how snobby she became and how much she admired herself.

Sometimes people have no control, that’s what high school does.

True or FalseWhen picturing yourself in 10 years time, you already have a vision of what you’re going to be and where you’re going to reach.Fortune Cookie of the day” ilee may3idik rib7.. Lat3idda khasaraah “

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I had no idea about this trip until I came back home and found my bags packed and it’s 7 pm over here and I just woke up, I hate jet lag but the best thing is that we’re heading to Times Square in an hour!! I can’t wait!! I love New York, I wanna take a picture with that blonde dude wearing the I (L) NY panties and playing the guitar. Lazim every year:p eee oo I promise I’ll post as soon as I can I’m so sorry;** eeee after NY i’m heading to LA BABY!! then VEGAS and that’s all I know:p San Diego was somewhere in the plan, god knows, who cares, I’m at New York

Dathra…
Dathra in q8y roughly translates to someone whose style is out of date.
Style as in yes… clothes looks hair etc. etc. etc….
Superficial eh? it’s what on the inside that count right?
Khair insha2 allah!
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Dedicated to Diet Coke and her friends;* ;P

My stomach started doing back flips and my heart beats were beating so fast. I don’t want to hear the conversation because I know something is going to happen, I just feel it.

“Hala Khalid”
“Ahlaain s3oud” He said with much nafsya. I knew that he was still hurt from yesterday.
“Kaifek?”
“Ib5air w inta?”
“Il 7imdillah, Khalid abi a7acheek b59ou9 al zain”
“Mako shay netkalam 3anah”
“Ana asif 3ala ili 9ar, ana ma kint adri inik t7bna”
“El moshkila moo inta, il moshkila ihya”
“Why don’t you talk it all out?”
“S3oud I appreciate what your doing bs I think zaina and I are over”
“Okay 5ala9”
“Yala salam”

When he closed the phone I started crying and crying, I could not imagine this happening to me, and I just could not imagine that me and Khalid broke up. True we weren’t officially together but I still do love him.

Two months passed by with me crying myself to sleep or taking sleeping pills to sleep, wake up get a shower and spend my day at home ou itha 6la3t r7t il jam3ya. Khalid used to call for the first month non-stop but I just ignored his calls because he disgusted me. I was weak, I was not the Al-Zain that I used to be, yet there is no one to support me and that was hard for me. I only needed Khalid by my side so everything could go back to normal. But today is different, today I woke up early and wore the best outfit and did my hair because today is the first day of collage. I am so excited, I think today is the day I start a new life.

I entered the university scared, nervous, yet happy at the same time. My classes turned out fine; well I liked it out there. I also met an Emarati girl there named Sara, and it was her first day too. We both headed to starbucks together for coffee. I entered with a smile, happy. I took my order and when I turned around I bumped into someone
bs mnl fashla ma shefthum, I took my bag and drink from the floor, and raised my head to say sorry for the person I bumped into. When I was about to say sorry I could not utter a word, I was beyond shocked! I sat their on the same position for seconds, our eyes locked, neither of us said something, and people were staring.

“Sorry” I mumbled
“La 3adi”

I stood up and went out the door. Suddenly I felt someone grab my hand, I turned around and it was him. I could not hold my tears any longer, I just cried. When I finally put my self together and stopped crying I looked up at him.

“Please leave me alone” I said in a weak voice.
“Can we talk?”
“Ma atwa8a3 ako shay ntkalam 3anah, and I think you made it clear ink ma tabeeni”
“Ta3alay ntmasha shway, there is a lot to talk about, yemkin ngdar in7el our problem”
“I waited for two months, I cry till I sleep! And today, I was all okay ou faj2a you came ou i3tefas youmi”
“I talked to my parents”
“WHAT? 3abalik when you talk to your parents it’s going to solve kilshay?”
“I really do love you, wallah it’s all a misunderstanding”
“3ayal laish ma kalamtni?”
“Intay trdeen 3ala mobilich 3ashan a7acheech?” He got mad, and I just got confused.
“True, bs ili 9ar moo shwaya and you know that”

We walked together in silence, kil wa7ed ifaker ib shay. I really did not know what to say, but I should really be sorry to him because I was the one who did not answer his calls.

“I’m sorry” I said out of the blue.
“Can we talk about everything right now?”
“Yeah, but 5aneg3ad”

We sat on a bench in front of the street.

“Goulay kil ili im’6aygich”
“First te’3adamt 7ad wa7da. Second is Dalal who is loving you and would not stop annoying me! Third that you talk to other girls JEDAMI where she calls you madri shun in a dala3 tone”
“Inzain, awal shay 56abt cuz my mom tabeeni atzawaj ou b3dain u were the one who went to America bedoun la itgouleenli, second ana mali shi’3el ib dalal cuz ma geltlaha to call you and third that girl was dalal bs intay ma 5alaiteeni afahmich… And do you want to know why 3a9abt 3alaich? La2na ma 5alaiteeni afahmich and you went to S3oud!”
“What was I suppose to do?”
“Wait for an explanation, ou Mabrouk 3al 56ba inshallah allah ihaneekum”
“56ba? Ay 56ba?

I asked shocked, ana ma in56abt 3ashan igouli mabrouk! Hatha shfee?

“Latsaween nafsich ma tadreen! You and S3oud”

Is he serious? Hatha akeed yan!

“Men9ijik? S3oud did not even tell me a thing”

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