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[31 Oct 2009 | Comments Off on First post ? ;p | 0 views]

So.. 8arart eny i join the blogging world at last simply becouse i love everything about it sawa2an love stories/random post bethab6 agraah KLSHAYY.. ta8reeban klshay eb www.scarletlights.com agraaah (don’t you just love that website)Jadd i started rea…

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[31 Oct 2009 | Comments Off on Confessions # 43 | 0 views]

I was going to write the Graduation post this time bas that would probably be really long post and would take a long time to write :/ Ill have to postpone it for next time as i don’t really want to keep you guys waiting any longer. Shiftaw ishkether a7ibkom??? :P   So moving on with the story.. Lets seeee… I’m guessing that you guys want to know more about Rashed 9a7? Well… He added me on MSN

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[31 Oct 2009 | Comments Off on Cutting off ties. | 0 views]

Yesterday I literally cut off all ties to my mothers side of the family.It was dramatic. There was a lot of screaming and shouting, mainly from me and my little sister F.My aunt didn’t even respond.No need for details.Bas it’s safe to say that I was ve…

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[30 Oct 2009 | Comments Off on I’m Baaaack! | 0 views]

  Hello all you GORGEOUS people in Blog World. I missed all of you soooo sooo much! Wallah you can’t believe how much i miss my blog and all my sweet and wonderful fellow bloggers and followers and commenters and anonymous commenters and basically everyone! A7ibkom :*** Do you guys hate me for being away for so long? :( I have had a really rough couple of months since i came back from holiday.

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[30 Oct 2009 | Comments Off on Tagged! by Marriyyoo :p + short very cute story :D | 0 views]

Okaay so Mary Tagged me w glt Laazim atlaaigaf w asawwi “Glittery’s own version” :p bas before i show u the questions w L answers bagoollikum 8e99aa… i heard it and its true :D…

P.S. i don’t know about the description..cuz i wasn’t in their life :p bas L concept is real..w i chose names..ib kaifi :p

So our short story is about Faisal w morta Lamya…

Faisal insan waayiidd waayiiidd waaayiidd yshawwig w waayiidd y7ib morta.. w Lamya no3ha L mara L san3a .. she’s always there for her husband w she always wants to look in her best just to please him..and obviously she loves him ALOT! marrat L sneen w L ayyaam 3ala their marriage..laain Allah balahum w Lamya was in a very BIG car accident…L 7imdillah ma matat..bas she was seriously injured..w 3ashan shabbat 7areeja..TESHAWWEHAT…illi wayihha 9ar ma7roog w chithee 3araftaw? L mohim fa kanat waayid it7aty illi shlon ajabil rayli wana chithee…wana “mushawwaha” .. ma yestahal…w she was very saad….after a couple of days her husband started complaining about his eyes…3yoona killa it3awra… 7ag weeks he stayed like that..3yoona it3awra.. untill he went BLIND…….she was very sad for her husband but part of her was relieved.. “he won’t suffer everyday just by looking at me” <– thats what she thought…ever since, life was going great for them…untill the day Faisal DIED!…. Yeaah he died :( and when they did the regular checkups.. “ta7leel 7alat L wafat” lazim yf7i9oon kilshay and when they checked…6ala3 ina he’s not blind….he confessed to one of his friends thats he’s not blind..and he’s only doing this for his wife….3ashan ma ythayigha…ta5iyyilaw! kaan yshoof ma3a L nas bas ma yshoof ma3a morta!

The end :(

its soo saad 9a7…w hal insaan waayiidd waayiiidd waayiidd yshawwig! mashallaah! Allah yer7ema…
Waain nlga riyayeel chithee? WAAIIIN? :p

now the questions :p

Q1)Where are you born & raised?

kuwait :D

Q2)Tell us about your family.

hmm… they’re great..open minded tsome stuff…w at other stuff they’re the most close minded people ever.. i don’t get it sometimes :p but i love all of them :*

3) What am i up to?

hmmmmm…. :p

Q4)What do you want to do in the future?

Write a book :D

Q5) what did you dream about yesterday?

7amad trying to kill me ? :) .. hehe..i don’t remeber :p

Q6) Your most likely; CuteOrSexy?

:$ i dunno :p

Q7) Tell us about your teeth.

i think bidaw y5tarboon :/

Q8) Your favorite Chocolate?

KINDER…NUTELLA! <3<3

plain milk chocolate :)

Q9) How Tall are you?

167 or 168cm not so sure :p

Q10) Make a confession.

Jood Ra7 Tmoot!..KIDDING :p hehee

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[30 Oct 2009 | Comments Off on Randomsssssss ;) | 0 views]

– ok…sooo knt ray7a ilhospital 7ag my cuz lena wlidat ok..ehya fa9laaa oo rayilha ham y3ne 7adhm laygeen 3ala ba3a’6 ! yabat the cutest boy ever….elmohim…ana ga3da wala agolohm haaa shno btsamoona wala my cuz tgool “a7mad” oo rayilha gal “7amad” …

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[30 Oct 2009 | Comments Off on Salony el 3azeez | 0 views]

tadron laish amot 3ala salony? w 6ool enahar agol salony w salonyyy w emlaw3a chabd lawadem?la’ana lama aro7lihom rasy e3awerny.. wa7daa tgoly “come come i make massage”.. wet’hamez rasy… welthanya tyeebly chay 7aleeb.. wel thaltha tig3ad itsooolif m…

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[30 Oct 2009 | Comments Off on Stay. Part 2b | 0 views]

This is a looong post !

Read it! Don’t get bored :p

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Previously :



” hehe! yalla let’s go 7amoo.. oh my god! 7amad!! 7amad!!!?”





” 7amood!!! “





“where is he!?”





” maritaz!! Wain 7amad!! “





” I don’t know madam! “





” oh my god!! 7AMAD!!!! “













” ooooooh no! oooooh no! mom’s gonna freak ouuuuuuuuut! “





” you think!!!!! Look for him!!! “





” kani kani Sara! “





“7amad? Waink 7amad?”





“kani kani”





There was he running towards her reaching his arm out as she carried him and hugged

him real tight.





” 7amad where the hell were you!? “





” knt abi Baskin Robbinth! Ladoof galatli roo7! “





Latifa closed his mouth with her hand


” hehe, oh honey you must be too tired “





” zip it! “ she whispered to poor 7amad’s ear :p





” inzain mara thany la trou7 brou7k gooli ana, w ba3dain ta3al.. mn wainlk icecream?

Mn sharalk!? “





” vaithal ! “





” Oh cool! Fai9al’s here!!! “





wth?! Who’s fai.. ” OMG!!!!!!!!!! “





” Fai9al weld Khalti Najeeba! “





” who’s khalti Najeeba? “





” way!! Stee3aaaaaab! “





” 5alti najeeba ihya w ami Sali7 yaw bait ili yam ili jidam baitna mn awal amth “





You know when kids do not know nothing about timing and say that everything happened awal amththth? :P





” hush you! Let me do the talking! “





” yeah I know those people, bas I have no idea who Fai9al is! “





” He’s their son he came back the day after you went to America “





” where was he? “





” America :p he also studies medicine btw! Bas he returned to the country because his

father got sick but now he’s better , w he’s like your neighbour :p”





” he is our neighbour! “





” no, he’s your neighbour, remember the “Haunted room” next to yours? “


” ee .. “





” it’s his! “





” how come? “





” it was a ma5zan, but since he returned he lived there, you’re lucky you’ve got him as a neighbour! “





” and why is that? “





“ok first of all he is a hottie! Second of all .. “





” yeah? “





Latifa started jumping and clapping like crazy!





” ooh ooh ooh !!!! you guys would be perfect!!!”





” for what!? What is she talking about? “





” you could be his girlfriend!!! “





Just as she was ready to have a reaction ..





” Hehey 7amood! “





” vaithal! “





He looked up to see Sara’s surprised eyes wide open, he had the exact same look when he saw her! He didn’t

expect that she would know someone that she knows! Or else he wouldn’t have flirted!! But still.. He tried to play it cool.





“Suuuup 7amood”





“Thup!”





” and he loves 7amood “





” oooookay “





” he’s perfect for you! “





” aren’t you too young for this talk? “





” my god you’re blushing!! “





” am not! “





” yeah you’re not! :p “





” can’t you be romantic for once? His room is right next to yours he could send you notes from his balcony and fill

yours with rose petals! “





” ugh, I wish I could punch you in the face! “





” No seriously! Then what’s with you and all your romantic movies? “





” seriously latifa, shut up :) “





” I’m shutting up for now, but I’m not stopping! “


” Kay, thanks “





” yallah bye 7amood! “





” bye vaithal! “





He passed by Sara, winked and gave her a huge mesmerizing grin .





” what was that about!!? “





” what? “





” the wink! “





” you said you would shut up! :( “





” ok I will, bas when we’re home you tell me what it’s about.. “





” I’ll even try to make a story up if that’s what it takes to keep your mouth shut :D “





” hey! Be polite! “





They laughed and updated each other with every single detail in their life as 7amad interrupted to talk about his friend vaithal. Sara got sick of this ” egotistic ………………… Ugh I hate him that I don’t even want to think about him! ”





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No cliffhanger

See how much im cute and adorable? :p

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This post is maybe long. I don’t know how long do you people want a post so tell me, the comment box is ta7at btw :p

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” what the hell!”





” excuse me? “





” 3aib ana rayal wa5aleech carry jna6iich! “





” no really, it’s ok “





” la wallah mn 9ij! “





” oh

My

God!!

Al7een shasawi!!! Those things are not supposed to happen in real life! These are things that happen in a cheesy lame movie! GOD I HATE HIM! “





” yallah 7aboobah ! ” he tapped on her head again and was walking to the exit





” what’s with the tapping on the head! “ She was too shy to have a “violent” reaction :p





” I … hate you :) “ she whispered to herself





She walked right behind him until they reached the wait for your sha7an bags place.





” hach ” he reached his hand out and grinned



She grabbed it and called her sister Jazi..





“Hey Jaz”





“Heeeey! Sara!! We9altay?!”





” you can not believe what was happening! “





” it’s a guy isn’t it? “





” what the heck, how did you… “





” Just kidding, don’t overreact you little shy shy girl :P “





” No no, it is! “





” WHAT!! Tell me everything! “





” wait aren’t you outside waiting for me? “





” no “





” then who is? “





” Latifa w Maritaiz w el saye8 w 7amood “





” wow, you must be really missing me! :P “





” I miss you! Bas Latifa kla msta3yla! W 7amood gallaha ini hawant! “





” haha “





” well she ra7at 3anni “





” yallah come! I miss you :( “





” me too :) “





” mu kethri, you don’t know what it’s like to live with 7amood! “





” oh come one, he’s 5 give him a break! :P ya3ni you’re 20, 5alay latifa deal with him :P “





” ifff just come home! “





” kay :D yalla bye “





” wait wait wait!! “





” what? “





” tell me about the guy :P “





” bye honey! :P “





She walked to the door elli it opens when you come jedamah ( also forgot what we call it ;p )





” Sara!!! “ 7amad said as he ran to her reaching his hand out she got down and hugged him.





Latifa came and gave her a huge hug ,they love each other like too much!





” Awww I miss you :( “





” hey hey! Is your car parked here? Can I drive!? Oh oh, can I can I ?!! “





” ok, first of all you’re 17, second of all no , third of all my car’s not even here ! “





” oh damn! “





” hehe! yalla let’s go 7amoo.. oh my god! 7amad!! 7amad!!!?”





” 7amood!!! “





“where is he!?”





” maritaz!! Wain 7amad!! “





” I don’t know madam! “





” oh my god!! 7AMAD!!!! “



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So.. where is he? :p





Tell me what you think aaaaaaaand ..





Follow me! * whispering *


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[28 Oct 2009 | Comments Off on 19 floor building ;* | 0 views]

“7ayatiii ” I quitely whispered into the mouth piece”Hala 3umrii?””Meta ra7 etred?””Baby , Im trying my best to come home , but sheikhhum mu ra’9y 3n il mashruu3 …””Don’t worry 7amooddy after seeing your presentation they will be awe-struck . I lov…

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[28 Oct 2009 | Comments Off on Quick Intro about my page. | 0 views]

Blog No.3 :) This blog is for short stories , every post I’ll write a new story and at the end of each month you will choose which is your favorite and I will start to write it on my base-blog. I’ll extend it into a longer version , more details , more…

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[27 Oct 2009 | Comments Off on My Life After You (9) | 0 views]

A7IBKUM! WALLAAH A7IBKUM! Sorry 6awwalt 3alaikum…i was really sick for a 3 days w 3ugub 9rt zaina L 7imdillaah…w ba3dain L nashla w L 7asasiyya moo rathyeen ifichoon 3anni! GOD! LAISH KIL L NAAS MRITHA?!.. anyways… sorry 6awwalt again…madri short or long post :p Hatha illi gidart 3alaih :D BTW CHECK THIS BLOG OUT…3AJEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEB MASHALLAH MASHALLAH MASHALLAAH….HER WRITING IYANNIN! Thank u Sara;* for telling me about it :D

www.fudgediary.blogspot.com

W LOVE;* HUN. I’M FINE..THANK U FOR ASKING! BTW I JUST READ PIXIE’S FINALE…IYANNIN! I TOTALLY LUVED IT :**** SORRY FOR NOT COMMENTING EARLIER I WILL NOW THOUGH :**

Laymoooooniii :** this one is for u :*

P.S. It7ibboony? :p

WWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW FEE SU2AL YURAWIDUNI! SHITTIWA8I3OON ISMI?! SHILOOGLI? :p Yallah can’t wait to see ur guesses :p

ENJOY :********
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Previously

Zaid: Jana *caring smile* shfeech?

Jood: *crying* gtlik ma feeny shay! MA FEENY SHAY!

Shfeehaa?! laaish tabchi?! gtlikum warahaa sir! ymkin 3ndaha thuroof?

Zaid: bas Jana la tabcheen…ihdaay..

Jood: *sniff* HDNY! GTLIK HDNYYY! *gasp*

walaaaiinn..shasawwii L7een?! shlon a5aleeha troo7 whya ib hal 7ala…w shlon

asakkithaa?!! alimhaa?! madri Joody kanat kil ma tabchi alimhaa…ifff..radaaina
3la hal joody! hathi moo JOOODYY!

Zaid: *hugging her* bas Jana la tabcheen…

laa! why is he doing this!??? laaish he hugs me??!

Jood: *gasp* I– I–

Zaid: ssshhhh..la t7ateen..everything is gonna be ok..

everything is gonna be ok? he always tells me this….even if he doesn’t know
kaan killa ygoolii…

Jood: *crying*

Zaid: bas 3aad la tabcheen…yallah 3aad smilee…

Jood: *sniff sniff*

Zaid: ur not smiling…

Jood: *sniff* shdarraaak..?

Zaid: i can tell..

i couldn’t help not to smile…ya3ni its Zaid…he’s still him…the same caring loving Zaid…

haha..thakkiratny ib joody..kil ma tabchi y9eer feenna chithee…w agoollaha ur not smiling w tgoolli shdarraak..

Jood smiled and took a few steps back…he looked at her smiling..

Zaid: ee abeech chithee mibtasma…moo dmoo3ich 3ala 5addich..

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Jood smiled even more..and he smiled back…an awkward moment of slicne filled the air..Jood was busy thinking….

agoollaa??! ee bas he left me.. HE LEFT ME! w its obvious ina he moved on…

O0o0o! shfeeni sara7t feeha! L7een tgool shfee L 9bay 8aleel adaab y5izni! bas shasawwi mashalaah 7lwaa….uff! ana shlon ra7 3an baali! L bnt lail7eenha wagfa barra L bab!

Zaid: *clearing his throat* E7m..asif ma thayyaftich…tfathhilay..

Jood: Zaid…

Zaid: na3am?

Jood: Bagoolik shay…

Zaid: *smiling* 7ayyaach tfathilay ba3daain gooleeli..

Jood: La la..lazim agoollik iyyaah L7een

Zaid: shfeech Joo– 8a9di jana…. ?

JOOD!? again!

uhhh!! ashkara y7iibb! ashkaraa ashkaraa y7ib!

Jood: haa…la ma feeny shay…asfa thayagtik..ma3a L salama..

Zaid: la7tha janaa…

Jood: *smiles* asfaa bas ta2a55ar L wagt w ta3abt… lazim arid..

Zaid: ee bas ba’3aitay tgooleen shay..*smile*..goolay i’m a good listener tara..

Jood: i kno- 8a9di uhh…*cleraing her throat* gtlik lazim aroo7!

Zaid: *sigh* 3la ra7tich…itha ba’3aitay shay ana mawjood… *smile*

itha ba’3aitay shay ana mawjoood?! yeaah right! 3ashaan an6ir w an6irr w an6iirr..w u leave haa?

Zaid: uhhhh Jana?

jood: oh ee…mashkoor..ma3a L salamaa..

Zaid: *smile* 7ayyach Allaah…

And she left….knowing that one day “soon” he’ll know who she is..he’ll know he’s Jood…she decided not to think much about this…and just have fun…

Zaid~

Hal bnt shay moo 6abe3i! dashaat galbi! la la .. moo illi ib balkum…maku ‘3air wa7da ib galbi illi ihya joody…bas hathi..*sigh* maani gaadr asheelha min baali….thakkeratny feeha waayiidd! it3arfoon lamma tolhoon 3la a7ad w ba3dain tltigoon ib a7ad ythakkirkum fee ? hatha illi a7is fee…a7is maby a5aleehaa….Aahhh ya Jooddy…widdi nrjaa3 nafs gabil…widdi ashoofich w agoolich asifff…widdi illi ygooloona min w7na 9’3aar y9eer 9ij…
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well the 3 days passed peacefully…Jood made her first friend ” Hala” she’s Kuwaiti .. lives in the same building..like her very close neighbor..and she also goes to the same uni..they had alot of fun together, made alot of discoveries..since they’re both new to the states….
She would see Zaid every once in a while in the building .. he would smile..while she’d pretend that he doesn’t exist..

Laish ma it3abbirny..ya3ni moo ma38oola ittiboosam ma3a kil L naas w itta’3ashmar illa ma3aay ana….’3areebaa…yallah bacher jam3a … 3aad 9ij maali 5lg…

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Jood~

Hala: OMG! Joody Ya3ni Zaid..”the hottie” thinks ur a different person?!

Jood: yup! he does…

Hala: how come?

She told her everything from A to Z.. until she was intterupted by an international phone call..+965********

Jood: MSHAAAAAAAAARYYYYYYYYYY!!

Mshary: 3ash mn sima3 hal 9ot…shlonich?

jood: *blush* 3ashat ayyamik..

Hala: *whispering* who is it?! OMG OMG OMG! mino mshaary!?? w why are u blushing!

Jood: Chub..

Mshary: Afaa! chub!?

Jood: haa!! la weee moo 7aggik! wallah moo 7aggik… i was talking to a *giving hala the i’m gonna get u look* friend!

Mshary: aha..3abali ba3ad…ba3ad shlonich?

jood: *sigh*

Mshary: *worried* shfeech? 9aayir shay?!

Jood: haha la moo 9ayir shay…i just … miss u

Hala: MISS U?! :O OMG OMG OMG! JOODOO SHUT THE PHONE NOW!


okkaaayy let me tell you a little bit about Hala…She’s loud..energetic..fun..a great friend, the type u can open up with so quickly…she’s tall, white, she has big black eyes, and silky dark brown hair…GORGEOUS!

Mshary: 7abebti… i miss u more wallah….

Jood: *smile* la7tha shway…. HALO CHUB! I SWEAR TO GOD I WON’T LET U EAT A CRUMB FROM MY CUPCAKES!

Mshary: *giggle*

Hala: HEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!! MOO IBKAAIFICH! ….Iff iff iff okkaaay stop giving me that look…OKKAAY GLT STOP! WAAYY BAS LA IT5IZZEEEEN! BASKIT!

Jood: GOOD! … sorry mshary.. ;p

Mshary: hahaahahha… la 3adi take ur time ;D

Jood: hehe thank u

Mshary: Joody laish a7is feech shay? aw fee shay widdich tgooleena?

widdi agoolla ina Zaid is back! widdi agoola ina he was wrong w ana 9a7! Bas magdar! magdar!

Jood: ma feeny shay bas kan wid-

Mshary: uhh…Joody 7ayati…akalmich ba3dain ok? 3ndi 5a6 thany…

Jood: uhh…ok..bye take ca-

6ooo6 6ooo6 6ooo6

Hala: would u please tell me now? please please please…………… *puppy eyes*

Jood: UH! Halooliiiiiii mali 5lg!

Hala: Joody shfeech?! Uhhh GOD! *loooking at her phone*Shaheen just sent me a msg ygool wain L cupcakes?!

Jood: Iffff! intay w ur boyfriend! a7is yaitay Amreaaka 3ashana!

Hala: honestly…eee :p

Jood: hehehe :p adri feech habla..

Hala: yeah okaay whatever…CUPCAKES!

Jood: okkaay okkaay okkaaaayyyy la it7ineeeeeeeeeeeeeeen!

Jood went to the kitchen to add icing on the cupcakes…she’s the type who cares about how the food looks like…3araftaw L no3? illi lazim decorations w hal suwalif…she cares about details…simpley her cupcakes were WOW!

Laish Mshary 9akka bsira…ya3ni i know he has another call bas moo chithee ya3ni…i’m still here! ymkin important phone call 9a7? ee bas he always does that! ifffffff……..5ankamil L cupcakes a7sanly ..

DING DONG

Haya: OMG SHAHEEEEEEEEEEEEEN! AKEED AKEEED SHAHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN! do i look good?!

Shaheen? Hmm… heard that name before? maybe.. anyways let me tell u about him… He’s tall..DUH! he has one dimple on his left cheeck ( moo L dimple L 7ufra :p L thanya illi chinha 5a6 3araftooha?) .. w he’s tanned ( not so tanned..but not whiTe..as in “7an6awy”)..black hair..black eyes..he’s cute and hot..bas moo thak L ml7..but if yu see him..trust me you’ll fall in love with his big wide smile…

Jood: GORGEOUS!

Hala: Uh i know!

DING DONG!

Jood: :) the door mama

Hala: ohh 9a7 nisaait! *countng* 1..2..3..*inhale*…*opening the door* SHAHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN! *hug*

Shaheen: Halooooliiii! sh.hal zaain?! sh.hal dalaal? kil hatha 3ashani *wink*

Hala: *blush* umm…eee…

Jood: E7m E7m…

Hala: inzaain inzaaainnn waayy ni6ray L7een bagoolla intay mino!…uhh…hathi Jood L flany my friend..*SMILE*

Shaheen: Ohh…Famous jood…a5eeran we meet!

Jood: haha…Ohh famous Shaheen a5eeran we meet! ;p

Hala: hehehee ;$ .. uhhh ihya illi itsawwi L cupcakes…

Shaheen: thba7teenna ib hal cupcakes! Yallaah Jood nabi nthooghum w nthawig L rabi3 ba3ad

Jood: hehe…*handing him a blue box that has a big white ribbon on it* tfathal.. 3ad tell me raykum 3ugub .. :p

Shaheen: ee afa 3alaich…la t7ateen hal shay 3ugub two minutes ib yo9allich L ray mn Haloolii…

Hala: heyy! sh8a9dik?!

Shaheen: moo 8a9di shay.! :p Yallah ana lazim aroo7 bat2a55ar 3ala Zayood w L rabi3

la7tha la7tha…did i hear Zaid?!…

Hala: uh fine! bye…

Shaheen: za3lanaa?

Hala: la2..

Shaheen: akeeed? *wink*

Hala: hehe…eee

Shaheen: okkaay 3ayal yallah bye..mashkoora Jood 3al cupcakes…3ad Zayoood rfeeji ymoot 3al cupcakes!

Zayood Rifeeji ymoot 3al cupcakes…ZAYOOD RFEEJA YMOOT 3AL CUPCAKES!…….SHIT SHIT SHIT! HE’S ZAID’S FRIEND! okaay okkaay calm down calm down…so what his friend 9a7?! ya3ni ana shaku fee?!…OH GOD! ZAID THINKS I’M JANA…AND SHAHEEN KNOWS I’M JOOOOOD!


Jood: L 3afu *smile*


She didn’t know what to do….she was soo confused…what to do?…

akeed bigoola rfeejat Hala “Jood L Flany” imsawyat.hum…w he knows Hala…w He knows she’s my friend cuz shafha ma3ay! Ifff… ymkin ma ygool w bas ywadeee! GOD! I hope Zaid eats and keep quiet! I KNOW INA MALGOOF! Y7IB YS2AL! W ITHA SA2AL…MADRI SHBI9EER FEENI! MADRI MADRI!.. HALO ‘3ABIYYA YA3NI LAAISH MA GALATLY INA ZAID HIS FRIEND!? LAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHH??!!!

GOD! Jood is gonna kill me…i know she will :)
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W 5ALLA9 L POST! SHBI9EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER??!! MA TADROOOOOOOOOOOON? :O :O :O WAAIHHHH…..misakeeennnnnnnnn…i know i know i knoww…7arraa .. MUHAHAHAHHAAHA (6) … I’m sorry a7is L post is not very well written…bas my mood is down shway L yom…w since i’m fathya glt lazim i post :p I’m sorry again…inshallah ya3jibkum :*

LUV U :******************



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Hey guys, sorry i haven’t posted anything for a while,been busy:)ILOVEYUTAMARA;*—————————————————“WHAT?!”Cried Yousef, he looked over to see a smile drawn on Fara7’s face, from one cheeck to the other.”Umm, that’s …….

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ilmohim.. omy kila tgoly intay “tanjizeeeennnnnnn” wentay mathghoo6a… etha ma3indich shayyyy matsaween shay moooliyafa 3ad ana bathgha6 nafsy ;p3ashan hal blog el fqayer maymooottHOPEFULLY.. etha ma timaiilaqt.. i will post twice a week :Pw todays po…

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The Grave Yard, 11:30 pm …

“Ok, we are here, where is Nikita? ” Rachel complained.

“I dont know. She said that she will be here by now. ” Stacey replied.

Molly was rubbing her shoulders ” This place gives me the creeps. Let’s get the hell outta here. “

“NOO!” shouted out Nikita, they all jumped.

Ammy asked quickly “Where’ve you been ? “.

“Buying some stuff” said Nikita and dropped a bag to the ground.

“Great! ” Lucy said with a tune “We are standing here frozen to death while you were shopping … “

“At the witches craft shop ” Nikita interrupted her. They all stood silent.

“What ?!! ” wondered Ammy. Then Nikita said “You’re always hasty. Listen ” She took a deep breath ” I know that you want to know what really happened the night Angel died, right ? “

They were nodding in agreement and curiosity filled their faces, and Nikita continued ” Well, so do I. And I’ve been thinking lately, thinking hard and finally I figured it out.. “

“And … ?” Molly interrupted impatiently.Nikita said ” Just hear me out , ok?. Now where was I ? … yeah right. Umm, first you have to trust me”

Stacey said ” Sure were trust you. Other wise we won’t be here .”

” Alright then” said Nikita. She started to take out stuff from her bag, candles, books, herbs and a bowl.

Then Lucey asked ” What are these for ? ” . ” These things will help us ” Nikita replied to her. ” Help us with what? ” She asked.Nikita didn’t say anything for a while while looking at the girls who were anxious for an answer. Then Nikita said ” Here how it goes, we all go to Angel’s grave, and set in a circle around it. Each one of us should light a candle in front of her. Then I’ll start chanting some … “

” What are you trying to say? ” Rachel interrupted.

” I’ll bring Angel back! ” She said calmly.

” WHAT?!!” they all shouted out.

” Hey hey! ” Nikita tried to explain “It’s not like trying to bring her BODY back!. But if we can communicate with angel’s spirit, which I hope .. “

” You gotta be kidding me!. You are crazy, you know that?! ” Lucy shouted at her and took off. Then Niketa ran after her ” I can explain this.. Hey listen to me for a sec.. ” she grabbed Lucy’s arm ” I know this is too much for you and you cant fully comprehend it. And it really sounds crazy to you but it’s the only and the last thing we can do to know for certain  what happened. And I can’t do this with out you girls. We CAN do this! “

Lucy searched Nikita’s eyes for a while as if deciding on something ” So if this thing worked out, what’s next? “

Nikita smiled and lead Lucy back to the girls .

” I know it’s a bit scary but … ” Nikita said to the girls ” If we did communicate with Angel’s spirit I think she will give us some hints of what happened to her.”

Then Rachel said ” Well, what the heck! Count me in. After all, what do we have to lose?!” And they all agreed with her and went to Angel’s grave.

They all sat in a circle around the grave and Nikita gave each girl a candle and put the bowl in the middle and held the herbs in a hand and a book in the other hand and said” shall we?” they all lighted their candles and held each others hand, Nikita waited to be 12 sharb then she started to read from the book in a foreign language.

All the girls closed their eyes and Nikita threw the herbs into the bowl and let it on fire.

They were all quiet and there were no sounds but Nikita’s. Then suddenly she stopped!. A light wind blew through the circle and almost blew out the candles, then it started to pick up speed. The girls felt scared but Nikita said ” What ever happens, do not break up the circle or the spirit will cut loose. “

They all shut their eyes hard and tried to sit still. But the wind blew out all the candles and flipped the bowl with the flaming herbs in to Molly’s lap. She screamed and jumped of her place. All the girls started to scream but Luckily, Molly didn’t get burned because she brushed away the burning herbs off her quickly. And they all stopped screaming.

Then Ammy cried with panting breath “What happened?!”. But Nikita didn’t answer. She just sat in her place dazzled.

Once again Ammy asked her ” What did the fuck happen? Molly almost got burned!”



This time she answered her ” I don’t know” she stood up ” I really don’t know. I did exactly what I was suppose to be doing but it seemed that it didn’t work!”

” YOU THINK!” Rachel said sarcastically ” I thought you can do this. You said it your self!”

” Hey girls!” Stacey cut them off ” Don’t blame her for trying to help. She did what she know but unfortunately it didn’t work. At least we tried.

Then lucy said ” Yeah she’s right. I think we’d better go home. Now, is every body ok? “

They all nodded and went back home…

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…people used to call me lucky, now I know that I am.I don’t mind being unlucky as long as I’m rewarded with you now. I’d willingly go through all the misfortunes I had to go through if that means being lucky once with you.Funny how the most heartfelt…

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sarle 7 days i didnt post?um mit3ib has OFFICIALLY lost her mojo ladies and gentlemen.nataqabal el ta3azzzyyyy wal barqeyat for the next 3 daysta7iyaaty;/

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Hello again :>

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They both ate silently, all she could hear was the sound of the plastic fork rubbing against the plastic plate of hers.





“So.. l7elwa 3endaha isim?”





“shno !?” .. “wow is he flirting !?;\”





“A89iid, ismi Faisal” He really was flirting, and she was feeling very uncomfortable.



“What was he thinking!”

She sighed “ana Sara” she tried to smile, or maybe even half-smile. She couldn’t, it was very uncomfortable.





“3ashat el-2asamy” He grinned





“oh my god, his teeth are incredibly white!”





“Yeah, heh. ok” .. “wow this isn’t awkward!” she was being sarcastic btw.





The lady that takes your empty tray came then. (forgot what we call her :p)





“Hello, can I take your tray please?”





“Yes sure”





“Here you go” he said as he gave the tray lady his tray





“7ayallah swaira ;)” He tapped on her head





“it’s Sara” “My god he’s annoying! He’s cute, but annoying!”





“Ok, 5an3eed.. 7ayallah Saroona”





She sighed




“allah y7ayeek!”





PLEASE FASTEN YOUR SEATBELT





At that moment he got up and headed to the back, maybe to the restroom.





She rolled into a ball and tried to sleep and 5 minutes later she was fast asleep and he wasn’t there yet.



LADIES AND GENTLEMEN WE ARE NOW PREAPRING FOR LANDING





She woke up by the boyish voice calling her name.





He was holding both her bags standing next to her seat, the plane was totally empty





” 9aba7 el 5aaaaaaaaaaaaaaair “





She couldn’t help not to smile





” Wainna? “





” mn 9jch? :P “





“oh, kay. Can I have my bag please? “

“nope :)








What do you think will happen?! :O

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يوميات رجل منقب

تنويه: أنا لست ضد النقاب، ولا ضد المرأة التي ترتديه راضية قانعة سعيدة بقرارها، محتسبة فيه تقربا واجتهادا الى الله ..
أنا ضد فكرة ان ترغم المرأة على ارتداءه اكراها .. بدون قناعة منها ولا قبول
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المرسوم

والدي في غرفة المعيشة يناقش والدتي البسيطة الأمية في موضوع “وجه” اختي. نعم لوجه أختي جلسة منفصلة للحوار من طرف واحد. اسمع صوته ولا أسمع صوتها، يسأل ويرد على نفسه، يحاور عقله بصوت عالي، ويغضب ويثور على الأفكار الافتراضية التي تدور في خلده. يعلو صوته ما إن يظهر صوت متقطع متردد من تحت حلقوم أمي:
هو له داعي يا بو فهد؟
تنهال كلمات عالية النبرة أشبه بالشتائم، أمي تخالها مسلمّات فطرية جبل عليها الرجل في تخاطبه الرسمي مع حرثه. وأنا، لا اهتم لها كثيرا لإنني ومنذ صغري اعتدت سماعها، واعتدت على تقبّل أمي لها. أسمع أمرا نهائيا بتبليغ المرسوم ” لعنيزة” عنيزة .. اسم حركي مستعار منحته لأختي، لا استهزاءا ولا استخفافا ولا تصغيرا لها، ولكنها اكتسبته فقط لإن لها صوتا حادا مهدرج أشبه بصوت الماعز الصغيرة.

أمي قامت تنادي عنيزة .. في نهاية الدهليز المظلم، الذي يشق صدر البيت يفتح باب غرفة عنيزة وتخرج فتاتي الأولى، بيضاء طويلة ذات شعر أسود ناعم بضفيرة غليظة معقوفة للأعلى. تحجبت عنيزة عندما بلغت سن الرابعة عشرة، وهي الآن بصدد استلام المرسوم الثاني الذي يحدد تداعيات اكتسابها صفة الأنثى الكاملة في محيطنا، الخطوة الثانية لمشوار بلوغها سن الزواج. عن طريق “الستر” الكامل ستتمكن عنيزة من الحصول على عريس جيد يرضاه والدي وتقر به عين والدتي.

التبليغ

وكأني أراها .. تقف بخضوع مقابل أمي وأبي، أمي تدفن رأسها بالأرض كالمعتاد، وأبي يشق بجبينه سقف الغرفة!
تروحين مع أخوك اليوم السوق، تشترين غطوة وجه وتسترين وجهج من اليوم
يتهدج صوت عنيزة، المح تباشير بكاء في حدته، تخنقها بمهارة من اعتادت على البكاء المضغوط، وتسحب أذيالها خلفها بعد أن أقرّت بالطاعة.

آخر ما سمعته منها :ان شاالله يبا

في السيارة .. أنا وعنيزة في الطريق، لأول مرّة لا أرى وجهها بجابني، أخذت من والدتي نقابا وانتقبت. ما تبقى من ملامحها المطموسة خلف القماش الأسود معجون بحزنها الجائر. استحلفها أن تكلمني، ان تقول لي شيئا، أن تقص لي واحدة من قصصها البناتية الشيقة. ولكنها لا تتكلم.

اشترت نقاباتها .. صامتة، تائهة لا تتحدث ولا تتحرك .. انا أقودها، أنا أحركها. وكأنها للتو عرفت أن لا جدوى من تحريك جسدها بنفسها طالما أن كل شيء غيره سلفا موصول بأسلاك سيطرة غير مرئية.في طريق العودة أحدثها .. أتظاهر أني أكلم نفسي: “لا تيأس يا ولد، حتى وإن فرضت عليك الحياة قشورا لا تعنيك، سيأتي اليوم لتنزعها عن جلدك. لابد وأن يأتي اليوم الذي فيه بيدك تمسك لجامك وتلقيه على الأرض لتتحدث مع الناس والطيور والسماء بحرية صوتك المتهدج“.وصلنا، نزلت من السيارة .. وقبل أن تتركني لمشواري التالي .. مدّت يدها في كيسها وأخرجت واحدا من لجاماتها وناولتنيه. بصمت صفعت باب سيارتي .. استدارت وغابت الى الداخل.

المفترق

الى الديوانية اليومية وجلسة الشباب الليلية على انغام السمات الصيفية أحمل نفسي، أقود سيارتي وكأنني من يحملها لا هي من تحملني! على صدري ثقل هم اختي، في عيني دمعتها التي لم تسكبها، على شفتاي كل الكلمات التي لم تقلها في كل سنة من سنينها. عنيزة فتاة ذكية، قادرة على استدراج حوار ناضج وقادرة على مجاراته. في شغفها للأشياء من حولها حلم وردي للنضوج في كنف الحقائق كما هي، بلا تكرار بلا املال ولا مواربة. اقصى أحلامها أن تستلقي يوما على رمل البحر تتأمل السماء وتعد النجوم. قالت لي يوما أنها فعلا تريد ان تلتصق رمال الشاطئ بشعرها، فتطلقه وتنفضه من حبات التراب وحبات العرق بذات الآن.
لماذا أشعر بغم عنيزة في قيعاني، ولماذا اهتم بمشاعرها الى هذه الدرجة؟ هل أنا رجل ناقص الرجولة؟ اصدقائي يعيرونني عندما أنطق اسم أختي عاريا أمامهم. ويلومونني عندما أحدثهم أنني أخذتها الى ماكدونالند لنلتهم أنا وهي وجبات مقتطعة من ولائم أمي التقليدية! يخالونني مجنون أفتح لها سماءات ليست من حقها، ويخالونها ستركب على أول غيمة انحراف وتسافر بعيدا عن الخيمة!على مفترق الطريق انتظر دوري في المرور، المفترق تماما مثل وجه عنيزة، عيناه موغلتان بالظلمة كعينيها، وخدّاه الناهدان في طريقهم إلى الانزلاق إلى الأنقاض. التفت لمكانها فأجد نقابها، هديتها الأخيرة التي مدّتها جسرا حواريا صامتا بيني وبينها. مسكت النقاب بيدي .. وفي عتمة المفترق وضعته على وجهي

اليوم الأول

استفيق
اغسل وجهي، واسمع صوت أمي تنادي عنيزة للفطور والعمل، وعنيزة لا تجيب في البداية، ثم تجيب أنها لا تريد ان تأكل شيئا! اليوم هو اليوم الأول الذي ستذهب فيه عنيزة لدوامها منقبة. ستلبسه في السيارة، والشارع، والممرات، وعلى مكتبها، وبين صاحباتها، وعند مديرها، وفي طريقها للحمام، وفي طريقها للمصلى، وفي طريقها للسيارة الى البيت من جديد. ستختنق عنيزة بلجامها لمدّة 8 ساعات صباحية يومية، وعندما تقرر الخروج مع امي للسوق مساءا، ستختنق من جديد!

شعري في مرآة الحمام أشعث، لحيتي مقززة لا وقت لدّي لحلاقتها وعينياي وارمتان من سهر الليل والإستيقاض مبكرا في الصباح. أقول لنفسي، لو كان على أي شخص أن يتنقب فهو أنا!أغسل وجهي .. وتلفني حمامات الفكرة، هل عنيزة حزينة لأنها تنقبت غصبا عنها أو لأنها تخاف عذاب النقاب وشقاءه؟ تحوم الحمامات حول رأسي أكثر. هل جرّب رجال المراسيم الإجبارية أمثال وادي ماهية نقاب النساء؟ هؤلاء الذين ينادون به وهم يعلمون انه لا فرض ولا يحزنون؟ هؤلاء الذين يجبرون قواريرهم على الإلتفاف بالسواد، هل عرفوا يوما شعور فرض السواد؟ تغطية الرأس بأقمشة ضيقة؟ تكميم الفم بقطعة متدلية؟ هل فكروا يوما كيف يمضي اليوم؟ كيف تخرج الكلمة؟ هل يرتد اللعاب في الفم؟ وهل يختنق الهواء ويختلط الداخل والخارج من السموم؟

عند مرآة غرفتي أقف، أضع على رأسي غترتي، ألفها أولا حول رأسي لكي أرفع درفتاها فوق رأسي .. يأتيني وجه عنيزة انعكاسا فضوليا في وجهي. لا أعلم ماذا حصل، ولكني بدلا من رفع طرفا الغترة، احكمت لفهّا حول رأسي، ثم غطيت بالأطراف الباقية أنفي وفمي .. التثمت جيدا بغترتي .. في ذلك الصباح أنا ايضا تنقبت

تجربة ميدانية

أقود سيارتي .. واسترق لمحات سريعة مقتضبة في المرآة المعلقة أمامي، اجزع لحظيا عندما لا أرى وجهي .. سرعان ما أتذكر.أعمل في وزارة من وزارات الدولة، أجلس في مكتب صغير بلا نوافذ مع زميلي. عملنا مكتبي بحت لا يتطلب منّا الخروج او حتى مقابلة المراجعين. في اغلب يومي أزور مكاتب زملائي من حولي، او مكتب المدير عندما يناديني لتنفيذ مهمة، استخراج ورقة من الأرشيف، او حتى عندما يدعوني لشرب فنجان قهوة!
اوقف سيارتي، اترجل فألمح انعكاسي على نافذة سيارتي الزجاجية، ارتعب للحظة لإنني لا ارى وجهي. أمشي تحت الشمس بإتجاه البوابة الخارجية. يرمقني المارّة بعينين متشكتتين. أمشي تحت الشمس في الممر الطويل داخل اسوار مبنى الوزارة فأحس بنفسي يتمزق. الهواء من أنفي لا يخرج ولا يدخل بصورة طبيعية، يضيق صدري فأسارع الخطى لأصل الى داخل المبنى وتحت مكيفات الهواء الطنّانة. الممر الخارجي يطول، افتح فمي من تحت اللثام وأحاول سحب أكثر كمية من الهواء، يدخل الهواء على استحياء .. يضيق صدري. شمس الكويت الحارقة، تدخل حرارتها الى جانبي رأسي ولا تخرج، النسمات الشحيحة ملجومة ومخنوقة لا تجد متنفسا للهروب. يهرب هوائي منّي وأبدأ بالتعرق. أشعر بحبات العرق تحت أذني وحول رقبتي. لا تتكثف كالعادة ولا تطير مع نسمة الهواء التالية .. نسمات الهواء لا تدخل .. يضيق صدري!
أسابق نفسي للبوابة، ادخل أضع حاجياتي على حزام التفتيش وألقي على الأرض شخصيتي! يرمقني مسؤول الأمن بريبة! يقترب منّي فأريه هوتي، يسألني ان افتح اللثام .. أتكلم .. ولا يخرج الكلام عاليا حرّا طليقا بلا قيود. صوتي يرتد عائدا إليّ. مخنوقا ذابلا وكأنه سقط في بأر عميقة. يضيق صدري.
أؤشر له لمكان معزول، آخذ هويتي وبقايا شخصيتي وأفتح اللثام وأريه وجهي .. تماما كما تفعل المنقبات .. يضطررن أحيانا لعرض أنفسهن للتأكيد على كيانهن في زاوية معزولة من العالم، مع شخص من نفس الجنس. يسألني لماذا اللثام؟ أخبره:
حالة مرضية مستعصية!
ويرد علي : ربنا يشفي

المكتب

أصل مكتبي، يبدو اصغر وأحقر من ذي قبل ! لأول مرّة ألعن فيها المصمم الذي لم يتذكر أن يضع في قفصنا نافذة. أجلس على الكرسي ولثامي لازال على وجهي. انظر أمامي وأسأل نفسي إن كنت فعلا سأقوى على قضاء اليوم كاملا هكذا. افتح جاروري فألمح انعكاس نفسي في مرآة صغيرة وضعتها داخله، امتقع لإني لا ارى وجهي ! اتذكر عنيزة، اصفق الجارور وابدأ عملي وأنا اتنفس من فمي!يدخل زميلي، يسلم مثل كل صباح، ويتوقف دقيقة وعلى وجهه ابتسامة حائرة!
أقول له أنني بصدد تجربة ميدانية مهمة. يسألني أكثر فأقول له .. فرض على أختي النقاب البارحة، بكت .. فقط أردت أن أعرف لماذا بكت أختي؟صفق كفا بكف وقال لي: ” لإنها ببساطة، ناقصة عقل ودين” ..
صفقت كفا بكف وقلت: “ما عليك زود! ” ء

افطار الصباح

نطلب أنا وزميلي كل صباح فطورنا من الكافتيريا الملاصقة لمبنى وزارتنا، غالبا ما يشمل فطوري على سندويشة جبنة مشوية وعصير طازج. قمت أنا بمحادثة المطعم بالتلفون، وأشفقت على نفسي وأنا أناضل لكي يخرج الصوت بنبرته الصحيحة من تحت اللثام. يسألني أن أكرر ما قلت لإنه لا يسمعني، وأعيد عليه الكلمة مرتين! انقطع نفسي .. وقررت أن أختصر معاناة الكلام وأوكل المهمة لصاحبي.وصل الطعام، كيف آكل؟ من اين افتح اللجام؟ يجب ان يتدلى لثامي مثل نقاب عنيزة. ويجب ان اسرق البؤرة الضيقة من المساحة الممكنة لأدس بها طعامي. فتحت اللثام من الأسفل وأدخلت الساندويشة فلطخ الجبن الذائب طرف غترتي! اغتظت. أحسست بالجوع أكثر وأنا أرى كم حرا طليقا زميلي وهو يقضم ويعلك ويهضم! تكلفت العناء، قضمات صغيرة لا تشبع نهمي! عود العصير محبوس بين جلدي والقماش .. أشرب ام اتنفس؟قضمة أخرى .. لطخة اخرى وفتافيت الخبز لا تجد مخرجا إلا الالتصاق بلحيتي .. اقرف! أعلك .. امضغ وارفع رأسي لأقتنص الهواء .. اقضم، اعلك، امضغ .. وأناضل من أجل الهواء. اقضم، امضغ، ابلع واشتاق للهواء! انهيت الساندويشة الأولى بلطخات جبنة على نقابي، فتافيت خبز على لحتي، جلدي مبلل عرقا واختناقا، وشهيتي رفضت الشروع بالساندويشة الثانية!

الزملاء

يدخل علينا المدير فيمتقع ويسأل، اخبره أنني في تجربة عملية .. لا يهتم للسؤال أكثر. يدخل زميلنا المصري ويبتسم ويسأل، اخبره أنني حلقت شاربي بالخطأ ولا أريد أن يراني أحد بلا شارب. يدخل زميلنا الآخر فيضحك ويستفسر فأخبره أنني استخدمت دواءا حرق بشرتي ولا استطيع ان اعرض وجهي للشمس ولا اضواء النيون! ينظر لي بشفقة، يتحمد لي بالسلامة ويمضي. يدخل المندوب الهندي ويهز رأسه بتعجب، أخبره أن وجهي مضطرب من بعد السهر والنوم القليل، يهز رأسه متفهما ويخرج. تدخل زميلة وتسأل، اخبرها أنني في خضم تجربة اجتماعية، تسألني أكثر .. فأخبرها أنني أريد أن اعرف كيف سيمضي اليوم إذا لم يكن لدي وجه. أعتقد أنها تفهم المغزى .. تبتسم، تتمنى لي التوفيق وتخرج.يدخل الكثيرون .. يرتابون، يتساءلون، يندهشون، يشفقون، يضحكون، يبتسمون، يتعاطفون، يعرضون علي المساعدة، العون .. يهزون رؤوسهم ويخرجون!قوّة المرسوم طاغية .. اقنعت ملايين الرؤوس أن لا ريبة ولا اشفاق على كيان أسود يمشي بلا وجه طالما كانت امرأة .. بينما اذا كان رجلا بلا وجه، فمن حقنا ان نرتاب، نخاف نشك! من حقنا ان نسأل ونستغرب ونستفسر ونتعاطف ونشفق ونرحم ونعرض المساعدة، نمد يد العون لنخلص الرجل بأسرع وقت ممكن من براثن كيانه المطموس وهويته المخنوقة. لابد للرجل من وجه .. ولا داعي لوجه المرأة طالما انه انطمس بإسم الدين!

الحمام

أنسى شكل وجهي .. وأعلم ان عنيزة ستذهب للحمام لإلقاء نظرة تفقد على وجهها، تماما مثلها .. أتوجه للحمام. امام المرآة التي تتوج المغسلة استند. أفك لجامي .. أرى خطوط وتعرجات الإختناق على جلد رقبتي. بقايا سيول العرق تنزلق من ازلافي. جلدي المخفي حار ومحموم. يلتصق شعري ببعضه بطريقة جديدة لم اعرفها من قبل. انفي يبدو احمرا، وشفاهي جافة وعجفة. استند اكثر على المغسلة وأرش الماء على وجهي فيتمدد جلدي وأشعر بإنتعاش عطش سبع سنين لا سبع ساعات. اشعر برغبة بالبكاء .. اضع يداي على رأسي وأتخيل أن أيامي كلها ستكون تماما مثل اليوم. أنهار، اتمسح بالجدار، واسقط قرفصاءا في زاوية الحمام!

الساعات الأخيرة

الساعتين الأخيرتين من يوم عملي ولازال اللثام على وجهي، اشتاق لوجهي .. لحرية ملامحي ان تتحرك بالهواء الطلق، فيلمسها هواء المكيف، معرفة الناس، ألفة الملامح. ردود الأفعال البدائية على التقاطيع الجديدة. لكل وجه ردة فعل عشوائية ما إن يرى وجها للمرة الأولى. اشتقت تلك الإستقبالات الإنسانية الخالصة لإبتسامتي، لألوان التعاطف مع تعابيري، للصورة المعكوسة التي تقابل تجهمي، غضبتي، سعادتي، خوفي، ارتعابي امتقاعي! كل الإيحاءات الصامتة أنني انسان موجود بتفاصيلي على وجه الأرض اختفت. ذهبت خلف اللثام فأصبحت انسانا بنبرة وجود واحدة لا يحددني إلا وجودي الجسدي الصرف على كرسي امام مكتبي!

ممر العودة أطول

في الممرات التي ارتادها الى سيارتي، أمشي بلا روح. أتكئ على بقايا الهواء الذي اشفطه بعنف من المحيط الصغير حول انفي وفمي. اتنازع النسمات الأخيرة مع الأفواه من حولي. شمس الكويت حارة حارقة، جونا ليس له موجات. ساكن راقد لا يمنحنا حرية التقلبات. يضيق صدري وأحلم للمرة الأولى في حياتي أن استرد أنفي. أجري نحو سيارتي، افتحها والقي نفسي على مقعدي وافتح المكيف عاليا ينفث هواءا باردا على القماش الذي يغطي جلدي. وعند كل إشارة مرور الصق وجهي بفتحة الهواء .. واتمنى من كل قلبي ان يحرق الهواء غطائي.
العودة الى البيت:افتح الباب .. أدخل .. افتح لثامي .. والقي نفسي على الأرض

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أمي:لأول مرة أقبل قدمي أمي .. لا لشيء .. بل لان مرسومها جاء مبكرا جدا .. غطّت وجهها وهي في الخامسة عشرة، أقلها وأضمها، ولا أقول لها لمَ

عنيزة:انتظرها عند باب غرفتها أن تفتح لي، تأخذ وقتها .. تفتح الباب وأدخل، أضمها إلى صدري وأسألها عن اليوم الأول في النقاب. تجلس على طرف سريرها وتخبرني تفاصيل مملة .. أهز رأسي .. وأقول لها أعلم، أفهم، أدري. وأحاول في نفس الوقت أن أصفي كلماتها الممزوجة بشهقات البكاء

أبي:أخذ قيلولته وجلس في ديوان منزلنا يشرب شاي العصر .. سلمت عليه .. وجلست في المجلس بحضرته. وأخبرته إن لم يسمح لعنيزة أن تخلع النقاب، سآخذها ونعيش أنا وهي سويا في المنزل الذي تركته لي جدتي. ثار وأزبد وصرخ وأرعد .. ولكن عنيزة في النهاية ذهبت لدوامها في اليوم التالي .. بلا نقاب!

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Heeey AllI posted part 16 bs 6al3 enh gabl el birthday postSo go check it out.Bss 7bait a5brkm ena I postedlana some of you might see enna theres just the birthday post w b3da mafy new part (ela ha )So part 16 is gabl. ThankYou =P

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ako wayed siwalef ensaweeeha.. law our parents ishofoonha yinjal6oon… bs in reality.. we know its not a big deal;pmathalan.. pictures on fb.. our parents iser fehom “7A6EEEEN SIWARKOM 3ALA IL INTERNET?!?!”we7na iser fena… its fb? heeellllooooooo;p …

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IT7IBBOOOONYYYYYYYYYYYYY?????????????????????????????????????!!!!!! :Pp WELL ANA A7IBKUM WAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD! Plz anonys plz plz plz plz plz PLZ PLZ PLZ PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZZZZZZZZZZZ KITBAW UR NAMES :p ta3abt wana agool! :p anywayzz……………..

YOOOOOYY YOOOY YYOOOOOY! I JUST LOVE SAYING UR NAME :p this one’s for u..YooY .. :D

ENJOY :********************

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Previously

hahaha it.tha7ik L walda…kil ma a7acheeha tabchi…min raddaw L kuwait w ana 8arrart ini bakammil barra 3ashan a7awil ansa Joodyy…Aaaaahhh ya Joodyy…widdi arjaa3..widdi agoolich ini a7ibbich…bas magdar…9ij ini 9irt Zain w min 4 sneen ma 7ashny shay..L 7imdillaah..bas magdaar..madri laish L yom tithakkartich..Jana waayiiidd thakkiratni feech..ma3anha rude shway..okkaaay waayiiiiddd…bas ma gidart akrahhaa..feha shay ythakkirni feech! wallah ini mani 3arif laish ga3id afakkir feeha..akeed bashoofha bil jam3a..bas no3ha ma ta36i wayh…hahahaa….it.tha7ik…a7is waraha sir…widdi a3arfa!..la la ana shaku ..w ba3dain min mta i7ooshny hal futhool?! ana shaku feeha w ib sirha! baroo7 atsabbaa7..w anaam..

He got up to shower…changed his clothes and slept on his comfy bed…three hours later he was awakened from the niosy door bell

DING DONG! <– Zaid's bell ringing

Wallaaaiinn!…mmmm……mali 5lg agoom

DING DONG DING DONG DING DONG!

he got up to open the door…

Zaid: *shocked* Jana?!

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JOOD~

2 hours ago…

She woke up with a heavy head..apparently she fell asleep while crying. She took a shower, changed her clothes into a flounce yellow dress , let her wavy sunkissed brown hair down..grabbed her handbag and headed to the supermarket..

Bas 5ala9 no more Zaid! I’m sticking on my old plan..and for now i need JUNK FOOD! yup people! I’m going to buy food! i need to cook something…booki booki….wain booki?! *looking in her bag* .. perfume…gum…cream…pen…sunglasses…ohhhh!! waiinaa!??…paper…lip balm..la7tha paper?! i don’t remember putting a paper here..ifff 5anshoof shino hathi ba3ad…

Address.. bla bla bla..

phone number…########

Zaid L Flany.. :D

URRRRRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!! ZAAAAAAIIIIIIDDDD!!! WAAR IS ON HUN! O UR LIVING IN THE SAME BUILDING BA3AD!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

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Zaid~

Zaid: Jana?!

Jood: EE JANA!

Zaid: uhh..feech shay?!

Jood: ee feeeny!

Zaid looked at her with his big hazel eyes…he smiled a caring smile..

OOOO…isaait agoollikum L description mal Zaaid! well…as people said about him when he was a kid..he grew up to be a handsome..HOT..guy…He’s tall..188 cm…He’s the perfect Tan..thin sharp nose..messy nrown hair..big brown hazel eyes..and dirty face…He’s FINE …

Zaid: shfeech?

UGH! Don’t give me that look! the look u always give me when u know something is wrong…u changed..bas i knew u from ur eyes…from the way u look….

Jood: *sigh*

Zaid: Joo– 8a9di Jana…shfeech?*smiling* u can tell me…

iff…shino jood ana ba3ad! shfeeni mo9ir 3ala JOOD!?

shino kan binadeeny?! kaan bigooli Jood? la la akeed ana imthay3a…i mean look at him..akeed 3nda american gf isimha Judey..or Julie..or julia..or whatever..shaku ygooli Jood..a9lan i bet he doesn’t remember me by now…UGH! i should go..

Jood: whatever forget it..umm..bye..

Zaid: la7thaa Joo– i mean Jana..ni6raay..ma glteeli shfeech…

wallaaainnn shfeeni 3ala Jood ana!

again with the julia madri judey..iffffff i hate him! ya3ni laaish ysawwi feeni chitheee laaiisshh?!

Zaid: Jana *holding her arm* 6al3eeny…are u ok?

Jood: *teary eyes*…i’m fine..plz hdny baroo7..

Zaid: Jana *caring smile* shfeech?

Jood: *crying* gtlik ma feeny shay! MA FEENY SHAY!

Shfeehaa?! laaish tabchi?! gtlikum warahaa sir! ymkin 3ndaha thuroof?

Zaid: bas Jana la tabcheen…ihdaay..

Jood: *sniff* HDNY! GTLIK HDNYYY! *gasp*

walaaaiinn..shasawwii L7een?! shlon a5aleeha troo7 whya ib hal 7ala…w shlon asakkithaa?!! alimhaa?! madri Joody kanat kil ma tabchi alimhaa…ifff..radaaina 3la hal joody! hathi moo JOOODYY!

Zaid: *hugging her* bas Jana la tabcheen…

laa! why is he doing this!??? laaish he hugs me??!

Jood: *gasp* I– I–

Zaid: ssshhhh..la t7ateen..everything is gonna be ok..

everything is gonna be ok? he always tells me this….even if he doesn’t know kaan killa ygoolii…

Jood: *crying*

Zaid: bas 3aad la tabcheen…yallah 3aad smilee…

Jood: *sniff sniff*

Zaid: ur not smiling…

Jood: *sniff* shdarraaak..?

Zaid: i can tell..

i couldn’t help not to smile…ya3ni its Zaid…he’s still him…the same caring loving Zaid…

haha..thakkiratny ib joody..kil ma tabchi y9eer feenna chithee…w agoollaha ur not smiling w tgoolli shdarraak..

Jood smiled and took a few steps back…he looked at her smiling..

Zaid: ee abeech chithee mibtasma…moo dmoo3ich 3ala 5addich..

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5ALLAA9 L POST! I KNOW I KNOW..ITS SHORT…BAS MA ZADAW L COMMENTS… anyways….SHBI9EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRR???? BTGOOLLAA INHA JOOD?! OR LA2?! ULL NEVER KNOW UNTILL NEXT POST…MUHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA (6)..:p

LUV U :****************

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[17 Oct 2009 | Comments Off on Remember <3 | 0 views]

Wow, I haven’t blogged in so long, I missed my blog <3

 

 

 

 

 

Remember that day? The day we first met?

Remember that I hit you on your head, because you were annoying me?

Remember those two weeks after that you started walking me to the mall?

Remember when we used to talk about everything?

Remember when we saw each other every single day?

Remember the day I officially became yours?

Remember when we went out on our first official date? Our first Valentine? Our first anniversary?

Remember how much we went through?

Remember our Second anniversary?

Remember the day we broke up for less than an hour?

Remember our last day together?

Remember all these moments? All the times I cried, all the times I yelled, all the times I laughed, and yet I cannot stop smiling of all those memories, my favorite is when we were on the plane, and it was a twist of fate that you were sitting next to me, remember that day? I remember every single detail.

I miss you, I miss hugging you, I miss cuddling with you, I miss sneaking out to see you, I miss all these things. Even though I fight with you every single day, I still cherish every moment, I adore you.

Remember that we’re one and never apart.

I love you.

Three words, eight letters, one sentence <3

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MONWAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!! I’M VERY VERY VERY VERY VERRRRYYYYYY SORRY FOR NOT COMMENTING LATELY ON UR BLOG! I’M READING IT BAS GABIL LA ANAM ON MY BED W FROM MY MOBILE….W I HATE COMMENTING MN HNAAAK! :p THIS ONE IS FOR U :**********

O TO ALL OF MY OTHER READERS…I LOVE EACH AND EVERY ONE OF U WAAAAAYYIIIIIIIIIIIDDDD WAAAAYYYYYYYYYYIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDDDDDDD WAAAAAAAAAYIIIIIIIIIIIIIDDDDDDD!!

P.S. illi yabi dedication..tgooli wana 7aathraa :D :p

ENJOY :****************

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Previously

Zaid moved and she passed through him..got off the plane, did the “boring stuff”, dragged her bags behind her..as she was heading to the exit..

Zaid: *calling her* Janaaaaaaaaa……JANAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!

Jood: ifff waain L rayyaal illi ywaddi L jnaa6..TA3AABT! KUMAAARIIII I DESPERATELY NEED UU!!!!

Zaaid: JANAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! wohoooooo Jana ma tsmi3eeeeeeeeeniiiiiiiiiiii??!!

Jood was in her own world..she could hear him calling but she’s not Jana so she won’t answer him would she?

Zaid: JANAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

Jood: Maskeen hal rayyaal illi gaa3id ynadi jana…9arla sa3a y9arri5..9am5aaaa??

Zaid: JANAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!! JANAAAAAAAAAAA ! LA7THAA NI6RAAAY!

Jood: 7imdillah w L shkr! WAAINN HAL JANA! ifff ana i7tarraaait! maal aroo7 adawwir jana ma3aaah! *turning her back*

Zaid: *breathing heavily* Jana! wa a5eeran raddaaitay 3alay!

Jood: Jana? OHH JANAA!! ee 9a7 i’m Jana!

okkaaayy chini L mafrooth i keep my mouth shut!

Zaid: yeaahh…jana?!..

Jood: yes…i’m jana…

HOLLY CRAP I’M JANA!

she’s weird…….shisimhaa L7een??? wallah ini thayya3t!

Zaid: uhhh….jana 9a7?

Jood: ee janaa

Zaid: okkaay..bas knt abi a36eech ra8mi itha u need anything..u can give me a call…

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Jood: hahahhaa…don’t worry i won’t need u…

Zaid: ee bas i can help u around..ya3ni i’m the only Kuwaiti guy there..

Jood: I’ll manage it!

Zaid: mit2akda?

shfeeha hathi?! shda3wa L nafsiyyaa…ana bas abi asa3idha…walaht 3ala ahal deerty…she’s the only kuwaiti in our jam3a..

P.S. i know Miami feeha WAAYIID kuwaitiyyeen :p Bas imagine maku :p

Jood: i was never more sure

Zaid: *mista’3rib* 3ala ra7tich..

She gave him her back and walked to the exit..She didn’t notice him putting a small paper in her handbag…

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Jood got in a Taxi and gave him the address of her apartment..she was starting Uni after 3 days…She played her i-pod and kept staring at the road..it was full of trees…unlike kuwait ofcourse :p … This ride was Zaid free…she tried not to think of him as much as possible..

after 30 min.

Taxi: okaay maam…this is it..

Jood: oh great! :D

She gave him his money…he helped her with the bags..and she entered her appartment…

Jood: Thank u :D

Taxi: ur welcome maam..bye :D

Jood: bye bye ;D

she heard the door closing..

Jood: okkaaayyyy! i desprately need to change this place! it needs a MAJOR MAKEOVER! woohoooo!! Thats gonna be fun!

She enetered her room..unpacked her bags…she saw the pink box Zaid gave her…remember it? She kept staring at it…recalling old memories..

Jood: *teary eyes* Laaisshh??!! LAAAIISHH??? *sniff* I’m not gonna cry…. *gasp* not for Zai–

She couldn’t..she just couldn’t..she threw herslef on her bed and started crying hysterically….

Jood: LAAISHH RADDAAIT ZAAIIDD *GASP* LAAAIIISSHHH??!! …I WAS JUST DOING FI– *GASP* FINE… *Crying…*

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Zaid~

He entered his apatment..which was a MESS…

Zaid: iffffff…sh.hal 7osaa?!! maali 5lg arattib…ohhhoo ba3daain moo lazim L7een..

He grabbed his phone .. dialed his mother’s number

Zaid: alooo….hala yummaaa….bas yumma la tabcheen…ma feeni shay…ee ee tawni waa9il …inshala–ee okaay..inshallah yummaa…Yummaa!! bas 3aad la tabcheeeen…inzain tamreen amir yal ‘3alya…Allah ysalmich..ma3a L salama…

hahaha it.tha7ik L walda…kil ma a7acheeha tabchi…min raddaw L kuwait w ana 8arrart ini bakammil barra 3ashan a7awil ansa Joodyy…Aaaaahhh ya Joodyy…widdi arjaa3..widdi agoolich ini a7ibbich…bas magdar…9ij ini 9irt Zain w min 4 sneen ma 7ashny shay..L 7imdillaah..bas magdaar..madri laish L yom tithakkartich..Jana waayiiidd thakkiratni feech..ma3anha rude shway..okkaaay waayiiiiddd…bas ma gidart akrahhaa..feha shay ythakkirni feech! wallah ini mani 3arif laish ga3id afakkir feeha..akeed bashoofha bil jam3a..bas no3ha ma ta36i wayh…hahahaa….it.tha7ik…a7is waraha sir…widdi a3arfa!..la la ana shaku ..w ba3dain min mta i7ooshny hal futhool?! ana shaku feeha w ib sirha! baroo7 atsabbaa7..w anaam..

He got up to shower…changed his clothes and slept on his comfy bed…three hours later he was awakened from the niosy door bell…

DING DONG! <– Zaid's bell ringing

Wallaaaiinn!…mmmm……mali 5lg agoom

DING DONG DING DONG DING DONG!

he got up to open the door…

Zaid: *shocked* Jana?!

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SHBI9EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRR??GOOLOOLIII SHBI9EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRR??!!!! I knoww i knowwww i knowwwwwwwwwwwww 7arraa 7arraaa 7arraaa :Pp MUHAHAHAHAHAHA (6) maani gayla (a) Ull know next post…i won’t promise fee post bacher bas i will post itha L comments zadaw :D

LUV U :*******************

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ENJOOOOOOY MY AMAZINGERS !!! (shraykm blisim bs;p)its really reaaaally short bsss part B ykml 3alaih …which i will post soon inshalla ;p____________________________________________________________________S3ood…..wi9alt ilbuilding oo akeed inna hnee…

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[16 Oct 2009 | Comments Off on My Life After You (6) | 0 views]

I’M VERY VERYY VERRRRYYYYYYYYY VEEERRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY SORRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!! WALLAH I WAS TOOOOOOOOOOOOO BUSYYY!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! TOO MUCH TOO MUCH TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH TO DO! ANYWAYS,….TARA GLITTERY BNT BUTTERFLIEZ WAAAAAAAAAYYYYIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDDDDDDDDDD WAAAYYYYYYYIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDDDDDDDDDDDDD IT7IBKUM! W 7ALEEB KAKAW! I KNOW HUN..PEOPLE GET BUSY ALOT THESE DAYS AND I DON’T BLAME U! W I WOULD NEVER BE ANGRY OR MAD AT U …THIS ONE’S FOR U :******************* LUV U ALL :***

P.S. COMMENTS! MALLAAIT WANA AGOOL…..w anonys plz 7i66aw ur names\nicknames 3ashan afarrig…. THANK U :******

ENJOY! :**********


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Previously

please put your seatbelts on…

wwwwwwwwwwwwwwweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhhhhhhhhhhhh <— ya3ni 9oot L 6ayyara lama t6eer :p

Waaayyy Fashlaa! 3aad i was hoping L insan illi ib yg3ad yammi itkoon bnyaa 3ashan agrig…cuz ma a7ib anam bil 6ayyara! ifff thats gonna be A BORING FLIGHT!…wait wait! my green gushers! AALLAAAAH I LUV THEM!

she opened her bag and grabbed her green gushers..and just when she was about to open it..the guy next to her talked..

guy: *turning his face towards her* hii…

Jood: *grabbing a gusher* hii..

guy: uhh…bas knt bagoolich ina no3i ma anam bil 6ayyaraa…w i can be a pain in the neck itha kintay nayma :p

Dude I KNOW HIS FACE! MAAR 3ALAY MIN GAABIL! I CAN ALMOST SWEAR INA I KNOW HIM!

Jood: hahha…3aadi don’t worry about it…ana ma anam ba3ad.. ;p

guy: haha..good…*looking at the gushers*…Green gushers..hmm…interesting choice…

Jood: u like them?

guy: hahah…adri L naas itloo3 chabdhum minhum bas ana a7ibhum

OMG! …. Is it?? La la…I MEAN 7ADDA LAA2! NOOOWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYY OHWAA NOO WAAAYYY!!

Jood: hahhaa…*stuffing her mouth with gushers*

guy: ohh…nisait a3arfich 3ala nafsi…ana Zaid L-Flaany…

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Haaa???? SHGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLL??? ZAAAIIIIDDD???!! ZAAIDD ZAAAAIDDD?!

Jood: *faking a cough* Ewwww!! ewww!! Ewww!!*spitting the gushers on a tissue* those gushers.Uughhhh..they’re digusting!

Zaid: hahahhaa…. i thought you loved them..

jood: Meeee??! Love green gushers? a9lan awwal marra ajarribhum…

hahhaa…ana shlon shakkaait inha momkin tkoon Jood..akeed moo ihyaa…ya3ni No waaayyyy…

Zaid: ahaa….you remind me of someone..

Jood: *angry tone* I DON’T!

shfeeh hathii?? shgilt anaa?? ma glt shaay…

Zaid: haha okaayy…illa ma glteeli shsmich?

Jood: haa?? eee my name…uhhh…

Her eyes got full of tears…she couldn’t take it … seeing him agaain..after all these years..she got lost in her thoughts..

la laa…i’m not gonna cry..not for him! i changed w i won’t change back! I’m a new person now…A TOTAL NEW PERSON!

shfeeha hathi? faj2a tsraa7 brooo7haa…

Zaid:*waving his hands infront of her* Helloo..wake up sunshine…:p nisaitay ismich baba?

Jood: *clearing her throat* oh yes my name…uhhh…

agoollaa ismi?? bas a7is bi3arifni…

Zaid: are u ok?

Jood: eee…ismi Jo..*smiling* .Janaa..

Zaid: Jana…*smiling* nice name…

Jood: yeah…*getting up*..excuse me shway…

Zaid: *moving so she can pass* tfathilay..

Jood: thank u…

She got up and went to the rest room..she needed time away from him, time to be alone, and time to think…

I WON’T CRY..I WON’T CRY….I’M A DIFF. PERSON NOW!…..A9LAN HE’S GONNA BE IN SEATTLE W ANA MIAMI…9A7?! RIDDAAW 3ALAAY…9AAAAAAAAAA7777777777??….okkaay okkaayy…here’s the plan..I’m rude with him…3ashan he hates me..just in case he’s going to miami or something…o my name is jana…w i’m NOTHING LIKE JOOOD! OH SHIT! THE NECKLACE! I have to hide it!

she hid the necklace under her top and she got out of the bathroom

meanwhile ….Zaid was lost in his own thoughts…

hahaa…wallah ini ‘3abi….akeed moo Joody……Joody atras minha..w sha3arha aswad w Baaaithaaa…hathi 7an6awiya…w sha3arha bunnii…w ma it7ib green gushers…w th3eeeeeeeeeeeeeeefaaaaaaaaa!….unlike Joody..hahhaa..Tadroon ana w Joody kina intahawash 3ala a5ir gusher…w knt dayman afooz 3alaiha…*sigh* aaaahhh ya Joody…walaht 3alaaich waayiiid…bas madri laish Jana thakkiratny feech…bas laa mosta7eel…ya3ni Joody NOWAY…NO WAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYY itkallim a stranger on the plane…w hathi no3ha ijtima3iya w itsolif….Uff bas bas stop thinking!


Jood: shway plz…

Zaid: ohh asiif..ma intibaht *moving*

Ifff yimkin isma moo Zaaid…yimkin simaa3tt isma ‘3alaa6..ymkin Zyaad….

Jood: Thank u…uhh…Zaid? i mean… its Zaid 9a7?

Zaid: *nodding* ee Zaaid..

Jood: uhhh…ee bas knt bat2akkad…

tit2akkad?…’3areeba hal insana

Zaid: ahaa…

She played her i-pod to avoid any of his questions…

*silence*

iffffffffffff…theegaat 5lg! Lo 7amood aw Shaheenoo ma3ay chan garagna shway! Oooo 9ij madri sh9aar 3al mubaraa 6afatni! shasawwiiii??…*thinking* 5ansa22il Janaa shwayyat as2ilaa athayi3 wagt…….

Zaid: Uhh…Janaa??…Jaanaa!! *waving his hands infront of her*

Jood: *singing along*

She could hear him..but she was ignoring …

Zaid: Hellooooo…janaa??!!!!!!!!

Zaid: JANA!

Jood: WHAT?! *pointing at her headphones..illi i’m busy*

Zaid: bas2ilich su2aall…

Jood: Ifffffffff……..*pressing stop button*……what?

sh.hal nafsiaaa??! shda3wa 3alaaihaa

zaid: knt bas2ilich ib ay state tadriseen?

Jood: Miami…

Zaid: OHH 9IJJ!?? 7attaa ana!

Jood: *GASP* WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTT?!

Zaid: *3abala mishta66aa* EEE ANA BA3AD IB MIAMI!

Jood:WHAAT? WHAAATTT?? WWWWWWWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAATTTT?? HOW COME ?

hahahaa shfeeha mishta66aa? :p

Zaid: knt adris ib seattle 3ugub r7t Miami…

Jood: *calming herslef down*…ok..uhhh ay jam3a..??

Zaid: Jam3at miami …

P.S. ( ma athkir isim L jam3a i’ll serach it later) :p

Jood: WHATT?!

Zaid: laykoon intay ba3ad hnaaaaaak?! *wide smile*

Jood: eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Zaid: Great!

Jood: uhhhh yeaahhh whatever *playing her i-pod* 3ndik su2al thany ba3ad?

Zaid: uhhh Laa…

SHE’S RUDE !

Jood: *singing again*

OH CRAP THIS CAN’T GET ANY WORSE ! NAFS L PLANE NAFS L STATE W NAFS L JAM3A! W THE WORST PART IS MY NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!! AKEED BI3ARIF SOONER OR LATER ANA MINO! UUUUUUUUUUFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF! HAN ZAAIN ANAAM 6OOL HAL FLIGHT! ….OH OH OH OH! I’M A GENIUS! I’LL SLEEEEEEEEEEEEP!

Joody rested her head on the pillow ( malat L 6ayyara), got a blanket, and was about to sleep…

Zaid: i thought u don’t sleep?

Jood: well i changed my mind… *closing her eyes*

Zaid: ahaa…

She didn’t actually sleep…she faked it for a while but she eventually fell asleep

the hours past….and finally they arrived…

Zaid: *whispering* Janaa….Janaaa…..*shaking her gently* jana goomay w9aalna…

Jood: mmm…bas shwaay…

Zaid: hehehhee…Goommaay yallah w9alnaaa…

Jood: ifffff….*istaw3ibing* HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! WI9AALNAA AMREEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA???!!

everyone in the plane was laughinf..her voice was loud..as in toooooooooooooooooo loud…

Zaid: *giggling* eee yallah …

jood: e7mm…*getting up* ….bamur please…

‘3areeba hal insana…marra tkoon 6ayba w 7abooba w marraa rude w malha 5lg…

Zaid moved and she passed through him..got off the plane, did the “boring stuff”, dragged her bags behind her..as she was heading to the exit..

Zaid: *calling her* Janaaaaaaaaa……JANAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!

Jood: ifff waain L rayyaal illi ywaddi L jnaa6..TA3AABT! KUMAAARIIII I DESPERATELY NEED UU!!!!

Zaaid: JANAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! wohoooooo Jana ma tsmi3eeeeeeeeeniiiiiiiiiiii??!!

Jood was in her own world..she could hear him calling but she’s not Jana so she won’t answer him would she?

Zaid: JANAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

Jood: Maskeen hal rayyaal illi gaa3id ynadi jana…9arla sa3a y9arri5..9am5aaaa??

Zaid: JANAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!! JANAAAAAAAAAAA ! LA7THAA NI6RAAAY!

Jood: 7imdillah w L shkr! WAAINN HAL JANA! ifff ana i7tarraaait! maal aroo7 adawwir jana ma3aaah! *turning her back*

Zaid: *breathing heavily* Jana! wa a5eeran raddaaitay 3alay!

Jood: Jana? OHH JANAA!! ee 9a7 i’m Jana!

okkaaayy chini L mafrooth i keep my mouth shut!

Zaid: yeaahh…jana?!..

Jood: yes…i’m jana…

HOLLY CRAP I’M JANA!

she’s weird…….shisimhaa L7een??? wallah ini thayya3t!

Zaid: uhhh….jana 9a7?

Jood: ee janaa

Zaid: okkaay..bas knt abi a36eech ra8mi itha u need anything..u can give me a call…


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W 5ALLAA9 L POSTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!! SORRY 3AL MISTAKES…I BET FEE WAAYIIIDD…I’M WRITING IT WANA NI9 NAYMA :p BAS TISTAHLOON AKTHAAR WALLAAHHH :*********** WWW….. SHBI99999EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRR??? HOW LONG WILL SHE STAY JANA? W SHBI9EER ITHA 3ARAF INHA JOOOD? LIFE GOEZ ON…OR IT DOESN’T?? WE;; U’LL HAVE TO WAIT AND SEE ;D MUHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA (6) :p

LUV U :********************


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