TalaI quickly locked my BB and stuffed into my pocket . My heart was pounding that I could’ve sworn I heard it smacking my rib cage a couple of times … I wanted to look for Jaber but the dimmed lighting didn’t help.Wesh etna’9reen – Salman spok…

Recently in Kuwait, a man was arrested for voyeurism:
Arab expatriate in Salmiya arrested for watching husband and wife having sex
KUWAIT CITY, Nov 17: An Arab expatriate was arrested in Salmiya on charges of voyeurism.
Reportedly, a man discovered that the Arab had been watching from his balcony as he and his wife had sex, and immediately [...]

Basically, the whole month all I did was practice, practice, and practice. It was so hard. However, it was pleasant. I learned a lot through out the summer. Thanks to a7medo mostly. When 6alal didn’t have the chance to train me A7medo takes his pla…

Hi Im 6amz glittery’s sister:P. Glittery WON’T POST today due to her very chaotic pressured day. She’s been awake since il fayir.. and she just came back from home, So she’s really tired and can barely keep her eyes open.. she’s probably in deep slumber now dreaming of KETCHUP:P hahaha.. anyway she told me to write you guys this post with her eyes half closed so she wouldn’t keep u guys on waiting..




P.S: Zaid biridla il cancer o bimoot:P














KIDDING:P
gd nite:*

Previously..Om A7med: “Om Nasser? Hathy ebnaytch eley ergi9at ma3a banati? Ya 7ilouha, chem. 3umurha?”Om Nasser: “Ee walla. Hathy Mariam el ghalya. Feha 16 sina.”Om A7med: “Hmmmm, Mariam. Khosh ebnaya mashallah.”Mansour: “Allah ikhaleech …

Hey all! I’m not new to blogger, was on blogger a while ago but deleted my blog for couple of reasons, and now.. I’m here again! So I’ll blab a bit.. te7l6mining first haha. Couple of reasons you’ll know why I closed my blog and why I opened it again…..

i posted part 26 bs moo ga3d y6la3 , madry laish .. anywayz just wnated to let you know MAYBE bacher ill post , aw inshalla next thursday…COMMENT ;******

Ummmm.. How are y’all? My feet are killing me! I’m eating lunch now so i do not have anything to say…. MMMM! CHOCOLATE!!

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Previously:

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5 days left…most probably going to be the longest and most tiring 5 days of my life.

I’m tired.

I’m bored.

I want to sleep and never wake up.

I miss you guys oh so very much.

It’s just five days, I’m hoping they’ll pass by the blink of an eye.

I’m already expecting loads of ups and downs, although the downs are going to be way much more.

Just a week ago, I found out that my two best friends are moving back to Saudi.

State of depression? I’m holding it in there.

Worst news ever? I honestly didn’t expect that…it’s like someone slapped me real hard on the face, and my face’s heating up.

I’ll miss you N and S :*

And that’s nowhere near to how I feel.

So, I finish finals on Tuesday, which explains the 5 day countdown, and they’re moving on the 26th, so that’s Thursday. Now, those last two days I’ll be spending all the time I have with them, I really don’t care but I’ll be glueing them to myself. I’m planning for a sleepover but we’ll see what happens.

I have to go now.

Wish me luck my lovelies.

P.S. Love ;** We’ll miss you and your talent, we’ll miss you more though :*

P.P.S. I love you all.

I am done with blogging, I promised Cupid I wouldnt delete the blog which is why I am keeping it!It has been a great journey, thank you for allowing me to write.I love you all ;**

helloi have a family issue.. thats why i have been away… oo i dont know when im going to be back.. bas inshallah soonok1- Can a person easily forget something that hurt them really bad? .. i mean the good days come but there is that thing that consta…

Om Nasser: “El Salam 3alaaaaikum!”Al 7osh kaaan matrous! La tinsoun lana 3aylat Om Salim a’3na min Om Nasser eb wayd. Bait’hum kan min a7la byout Al Kuwait. 6ab3an ebyout gabul kelaha 3arabiya..eley uhwa 3ibara 3an dour wa7ed ou 7osh bel nu9 wi…

Pretties,
I’ve recently gotten a comment saying “wow mashallah your that young and your writing” and also before I would get the same comment. Just incase some of you think I’m “that” young, I’m not :p
I’m 17, to be 18 in the summer inshallah. Just wanna clear it up :)

Love you all ;*

After my breakdown, the next day I was a bit better. My mom really calmed me down and her words helped. I mean you can’t change whats already been done. W laish abki 3ala shay Rabi 5ala9 katbo 9a7 ?

I still had the “gang” I was with and ofcourse my cousin/bestfriend.

Lemme tell you a little bit about her. Her name’s 3aysha and oh my god was she adroable. We were the same age and spent practicaly all of our time together. We were so close. Bs I didnt tell her about any of my relationships. She’s open minded and all bs she’s not the type that cares much about guys.

Other than that she knew absolutley everything about me.

The summer of 2006 was spent in Jeddah. My grandfather was very sick in the hospital and my mom didnt wanna leave him. Especialy me, I was so close to him. I used to go and see him everyday and just sit and talk with him for over two others. I loved him to death. His smile just lights up a room, wallah it does. He makes me laugh and really knows how to turn anyones day around.

Everybody loved being around him.

Later that year in mid Ramadan I heard a rumor that was spreading about me, basicly calling me a whore. You would think I’d be angry right? Well I wasn’t. Once I herd, I just started laughing hystericly… because it was such bullshit!

I knew exactley where it came from , and sorry bs I dont wanna get into that. :)

Almhm after that I distant myself from some friends and started putting up borders.

{ SUZY 101 }

The thing is.. I let in people too quick. I rush into trusting and confiding in people. Sometimes my instincts would be right, and some wouldn’t. That was one huge I did that everybody kept telling me not to do, but did I listen? No.

So I just stuck with my 3aysha my cousin.


Then at the end of Ramadan I met this guy. But before you hear about that you should hear something else.

I wa very close with 5 of my guys cousins.. one of them was M7sin. We would talk on the phone daily and chat and all that. We were really close and we enjoyed eachothers company.

He lives in Riyadh and was in Jeddah on vacation.

So one late night at around 2 am we were online and he told me he’s gonna be right back. So I waited a while and then got a message.

Him: Hey

Me: Hey

Him: Sorry but M7sin fell asleep Im his cousin 7mood.

Me: Aha.. hi.. well can you wake him or something we were talking about something that we need to finish.

Him: Wallahi I cant he looks so peaceful.

Me: Aha.. well in that case Im gonna call it a night. Tell him his cousin Dina needs to talk to him. Bye tc.

Him: WAIT !

Me: Ha?

Him: I’m so bored cant we chat for a bit ?

Me: Sorry bs I dont know you.

Him: You know M7sin. I’m his cousin. So technicly me and you are related.

Me: No were not. Yalla salam.

He managed to keep me on. So we talked on msn for a couple of minutes until he asked for my number and AGHHHHHHHH what the hell was wrong with me ??????? I just gave it to him.. JUST LIKE THAT !

He instintly called me and we talked for about an hour. I dunno why but I just kinda liked him, I knew it was wrong to talk to a stranger but …. just but.

The next day he asked ot see me at a restuarant with some of his friends and their girlfriends. Wow.. I guess I became his girlfriend. ;S

We sat and we talked but mostly is was silence. I mean all the other couples were talking and laughing while me and him just sat there looking at eachother every once in a while and smile. I felt lonely. I didnt feel like I belonged.

A couple of days later he started becoming distant. Whenever I would call him he would either not answer, or shut it in my face. And whenever he did answer he would tell me that he’s really busy and that he would call me back, but he didnt. Then two days went by where we havent spoken. So that’s when I kinda knew it was over. He didnt say it but I felt it. I didnt call or even text him. I just erased his number from my phone and moved on.

Surprisingly I moved on in less than a minute.

Not long after that I got a random add and inbox from this guy on Facebook. (( Before the summer I deleted my netlog account and made an account on Facebook ))

One hell of a bumpy road with this guy *siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh*

We were facebooking while on a break from work on Sunday morning when we saw Kakao ’s group on facebook… we decided to order their sample 1.5 Kilo of chocolate box for Monday morning and bring along some arabian coffee… Look how pretty it was!!!!

The 1.5 Kilos = 18 KD comes in this box

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What can i say… is it a dream? or is it somethin REAL?Did it really happen? Did it after 3 years of waiting? Did it for real?!i can’t believe it… BUT it was worth the wait ;) we waited, and waited, and waited… and now… it’s our turn.. our time …

I had just come back from winter vacation in london with my family. Oh and my (ex) best friend joined us aswell.

See before I knew about facebook I had an account on this other thing called netlog. BULLSHIT!

At that time I used to accept add’s from anyone. I just liked the attention and flattery. So then this good looking guy called Ra7man added me. And we kept sending messaging on netlog contantley. Then one day we went to the next step which was msn. So we chatted everyday for an hour or two. Then we exchanged numbers and in just 2 weeks of knowing eachother we became a couple.

I didnt even know what love was but still I managed to have him say it to me and for me to say it back. Looking back at all of this.. I realized I never did love him. I was just inlove with the fact that I was loved.

Me and him were together for like 2 and a half months, until I ended things. Its cause he wasn’t from a good enough backround. ((i wasnt even concidering marriage bs right now im just saying))

He had the most bad crowd of friends in Riyadh.

But mostley cause, I just got bored of him.

The strange thing was I had nobody to confide to. My best friend who came along with me and my family to London, well yeah we still talked and all bs mdri wsh 9arlaha but I didnt feel I could trust her.

Later on I realized that half the things I told her, she went and bragged about to my mom.. whom just a couple of months ago confessed that to me !! WTH! MY BEST FRIENDS GOES BEHIND MY BACK LIKE ! BACKSTABBER!!

She says she was doing the right thing? The right thing? Are you mad ?!

Anyways after Ra7man, I layed off men for a while, let’s just say I wasnt in the mood. I wanted to have fun with my friends. And speaking of friends, I met a whole new gang which later on I joined.

They were these adorable girls younger than me in a year or two. I started fitting in with them and we would see eachother every weekend. I was booked every week! It felt amazing being called and asked to hang out and all. I felt wanted and mostly belonged.

“You can be in a room full of people and still be alone”

One of the girls was Haila who was so sweet at first until faj2a she turned on me in a blink of an eye.

One minute were hanging out and laughing, then the next she texes me saying I dont wanna be your friend.

{ SUZY 101 }

Back then I was an emotional wreck! I would cry and bruise so easily! Not like today, now I’ve learned how to controle my emotions and not let them be my enemy.



Haila told me that a girl called Fara7 told her that I was ***** that meaning alot of false statements.

And I broke down and cried! I told her its not true and I gave my all trying to prove myself. Now I think, why the hell was I trying to prove myself ? To who? To an immature little brat? If only I had the mind then that I do today.

And after Ive shed all the tears in me, she agreed to let it slide.

Meanwhile, my other friend Bdoor, whom came with me to London was acting off with me.

I called her up and asked what was wrong.


Bdoor: you know what you did .

Me: what are you talking about, what ?

Bdoor: you know.

Me: can I come over and we’ll talk about it ?

Bdoor: sure.



So I went over and we sat for about 2 hours talking about everything. The most messed up thing about our talk was that she was standing roaming around her room staring at the ground most of the time, while I was on her bed sitting still trying to hold back my tears.

I spoke with a voice of shock.

She’s said that I’ve changed and that she think’s our friendship should end.

Another thing she said that made me so mad was.. ” I’ve re-connected with all my old childhood friends.. I have over a hundred friends its hard to keep up. im gonna be really busy so I dunno when I can see you. “

What? Is she seriouse?

Let me just say something. I did not change. I’ve just met new people whom Ive grown to like spending time with. I cant only have one friend in my life. I still treated her well, called her and saw her. Maybe not as much as before bs I did.

She was so cold and cruel to me that day that it broke me.

That night I broke down… I literarly BROKE DOWN !!

My first nervous breakdown! I was still 13 and a half. thats 4 years ago right ? anyways…

That night everything was fine at first. It was 11 pm. I had gotten into my pj’s and snuggled up into bed. Suddenly out of no where I start shedding a few tears. Those tears were my anger, conffusion, pain, and depression.

I never knew one single person could make someone break down.

Small cries turned into big ones, which would cause me to breath loudly gasping for air.

El7mdelah my mom could hear me all the way from her 9alah… cause ont he opposit side of my room wall is the 9alah. The wall’s weren’t so thick.

She ran in and jumped on the bed next to me. She held me in her arms w 9arat tegra 3alay.

Trying to calm me down, she thought of an idea. She grabbed a couple of pillows and a huge blanket and we went out side to our garden. She spread the blanket and pillows on the grass and we just lyed there.. staring up at the stars.

She started telling me that it was ok. And that this is life. People come and go and that I should judt be happy I still had my health and family, and how some people dont even have half of what I have.

My mom was truly the amazing. The relationship me and her have is undescribable. My mom was everything to me. She’s my best friend. She knows every single thing about me. Well not every single thing.. she didnt back then, but there came a day when I couldnt hold anything in anymore so I just confessed it all to her. I will tell you all about this later.

My mom is the kind of person who’s understanding and wouldn’t judge 3ala6ool. She would try to relate, even if there wasnt a relation and talk to me. She never uses physical voilance. Instead she just used her words, calmly.

You should also know my parents are divorced, since I was 6. Dad lives in Kuwait and me and my little sister Lulu live here with my mom.

You think this is it ?

These are just the basics.

I dunno how I just wrote all of that. el9ara7a it kinda hurt me writing about it all.

Im not very proud of my past. I hate thinking about it. I sometimes cry whenever I remember a few things.

My past is my enemy. But I always try to put it this way … that if non of the past happend I wouldnt be here now. In the place that Im in. And right now, all I can say is I’m happy el7mdelah.

I dunno where to start..

I’ve been through so much that its really hard to dig in and get it all out.

It all started four years ago, in 2006.

I will be completley honest and no offence in sounding rude but I dont give a shit whoever doesnt like what they read. I’ve made mistakes, hell we’ve all done mistakes.

In the past four years Ive gone through alot.

Family.

Friends.

Relationships

Life


I struggled so much that i dont know how ive made it here right now. The tears ive cried. The anger ive unleashed. The pain ive suffered. All i can say really is el7mdelah w shkran ya rbb el 3alameen !!

When people write their own story, its not to show off or to attract pitty or attention. No. Its about letting your emotions out. Kinda like therapy. And what better than here right? The blogspehere to me is the perfect place. Cause everyone here has all dealt with similar issues. When we read we understand eachother and can relate. Our comments are there to advice and put back a smile on the face.

Tonight I’ll be posting the first part.

I love you all ;*

So, the other day I was thinking .. what if swine flu was not all about flu .. there is something bigger hidden for those who got the flu .. like in the future they’ll grow a tiny pig’s tale .. or they’ll grow a bigger nose .. or worse .. their babies …

I saw this in the UK and it was new… thin slivers of Toblerone Chocolate… i didn’t try it though… when i came home wella it’s EVERYWHERE!!! Masha2 allah ibser3a made it to Q8! Thank God i didn’t bring some back with me as gifts. Did any one try it yet?
Posted in Chocolate, London, Things [...]

Sometimes there is just no way you can please a man.
On their second wedding anniversary, a Saudi woman wanted to surprise and please her husband so she used one of those artificial virginity hymen kits distributed by the Chinese company Gigimo.

Did he enjoy deflowering her again?
No.
He divorced her and accused her of faking her virginity [...]

As soon as I finished practice, I went straight home, ate lunch and took a bubble bath. I decided to wear a black and white Chanel dress that was way above the knee, with high heals from Chanel. At 7:00 pm, I called 6alal to check and see what he was…

Previously..——————–Mansour: “Yuma ana wedi as2ilich so2al min fathlch”Om Salim: “ Amer 7abeeeby Mansour.”Mansour: “Yuma ana aby Mariam bent Bo Nasser yarna”————Om Salim: “Lik 3ain tis2alni b3ad?”Mansour: “Afa yal …

SOOORRRRYYYYYYY!!! 9arli tharf min L throof..w ma gidart aktib…i even slept early yesterday..which is VERY WEIRD since i’ve been a bat for the past 3 years :p Early ya3ni 12:00 BTW :p anywaYS…This is a post…w i hope u like it .. ABI NUTELLAA! 9ij laay galaw L 7ub 3athaaaaab :p a3shaa8uhu yaa nas

ROMAN6I8! THIS ONE IS FOR U HUN ;* :p ur name makes me laugh..i’m using roman6i8 instead of romantic btw..wayiid a7la :p

ENJOY :***

Previously

Mshary: 7abeebty ana asif ams 9akaita ib wayhich bas knt basaweelich mufaja2a w knt lazim a2akid 3al L 7ajz..

Awww! 7araam thalamtaa!

Jood: la 3aadi mishoo! wallah thank u a7la surprise!

….: *grabbing Zaid’s wrist* Waggif!

Zaid: *facing him* HDNI!

Shaheen: shfeek chithee im3a9ib?! Waain btrooo7?!

Zaid: Shaheen HDNI! BASHOOF MINO HATHA ILLI MA YSTI7I 3ALAIHA ILI GA3ID Y7ACHI JOOD!

Shaheen: Ihdaa zaid ihdaa!

Zaid: *deep breath* hidaait..L7een 3adi ithidny?

Shaheen: btroo7 ?Zaid: ee baroo7…lazim a3arif hatha mino!

Shaheen: 5al L bnt ib7alha Zaid..

Zaid: int shgaa3id itgoool?! tara Hathi i6la3at jood moo Jana!

Shaheen: w Hatha 5a6eebha ya Zaaid..

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Zaid couldn’t believe what he just heard..he felt numb..he felt lost…how could he get her back when she’s with someone else? He left to let her be happy..how could he just come back and ruin her happiness?

Zaid: ..shino?!

Shaheen: illi sima3ta Zaid…Mshary 5a6eeb Jood..

Zaid: la7tha…wnta shdarraak inha Jood?

Shaheen: knt adri miin zi–

Hala: OHH ! I’VE BEEN LOOKING ALL OVER FOR U! WAINKUM!?

Shaheen: *smile* kannaa :p

Hala: Shfeekum? 9aayir shay?!

Zaid was still staring at JOod while shaheen pointed at them with his eyes..

Hala: ahaa

Shaheen: *sigh* Zayood?

Zaid: *waking up* haa?

Shaheen: *smile* ng3ad?

Zaid: yallaah…

They walked to to a bench near them…Hala and Shaheen were next to each other while Zaid was right behind them…

Hala: *whispering to shaheen* waayy shaheen 7araaaam…yaksiroon L 5a6ir wallaah…

Shaheen: shnsawi ba3ad….maku shay ngdar insaweeeh..

Hala: inzaain talk to zaid … 5allik ma3aa…

Shaheen: I will inshallah la t7ateen…*turning around to call Zaid*

Shaheen: huh! *confused* waain Zaid?

Hala: madri ma kaan warana?

Shaheen: *looking around* ZAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIDDDDDDD!

Hala: OMG!

Shaheen: laaizm awagfa!

Hala: *holding his arm* Shaheeen waait! a5aaf u make things worse!

Shaheen ignored her and followed Zaid who was running to Jood…

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Zaid~

Zaid: *breathing heavily* jood?

Jood: *nervous* umm….na3am?

Zaid: Bakalmich shway…

Jood was nervous, confused, and shocked..she didn’t knwo how to react .. or what to say…Mshary kept staring at Jood waiting for an asnwer while Zaid stood there with confidence..

Jood: uhh…

Mshary: *checking him out* Mino hatha?

Jood: haa??! *tewahigat* hathaa..hathaa…uhh..*deep breath* Zaid…umm…Mshary Zaid…w Zaid mshary…

Zaid: Jood..*looking into her eyes* 9ij illi gaalli 3anna Shaheen?

easy 9a7? bas Zaid Mshary w 5alla9t! moo lazim details ? :S

Mshary kept staring at him..and at Jood..he was jealous,he wrapped his arms around her shoulder and smirked…

Mshary: Mshary Flan L flany..5a6eebha..*smile*

Zaid: *smile* winni3m..wana Zaid Flan L Flany

9ij 5a6eebhaa….ma chathab 3alay shaheen..ya3ni maku amal?

Zaid Flan L flnay!? MOOO MAYYIT?! W joody ma galatly! hayyin ya jood!

Zaid stared at Jood’s sad hazel eyes…he always loved them..this time he couldn’t tell how she felt, they locked eyes for 5 seconds which seemed like 5 hours…he looked at her with the most loving look, the most caring look, and the most sorry look…

Zaid: *smile* mabrook…

Jood: *gulp* Allah Ybarek feek…

Mshary: Yallaah JOody mishainaa? *holding her hands*

Jood: uhh…*looking at Zaid*..umm yallaah…*whispering* bye Zaid…

Zaid: *looked down* Bye…

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Hala: SEE! MA 9AAR SHAY! WAAYYY WAAYY CALM DOWN SHAHEEEN!

Shaheen: Hala hideeni !

Hala: huuffff! 3aneeeed!

They walked to Zaid. Shaheen was about to shout at him, but when he saw his face…The sadness and frustration ni his bestfriend’s eyes…he calmed down…

Shaheen: zaid?

Zaid: na3am?

Shaheen: goomg goom..3azmik 3ala shushi… :p

Zaid: hahaha…mali 5lg Shaheeno..

Shaheen: Yallaah 3ad goom…wayid 3a6aitik wayh tara..

Zaid: 3la shar6..

Shaheen: Gool shtaaabi? inshallaah maa tfaLlisny yom bas :p

Zaid: hehee…itgooly min mita w shlon darait inha Jood..w Lasih ma gtli?

Shaheen: agoollik la t7aaty…bas int Goom…

Zaid: Yallaah…

Zaid went with Shaheen to a japanese resturaunt… to talk about everything…

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Jood~

Zaaaid! ifff don’t u think i’m being a bit harsh on him? i9j kisaar 5a6ri…! i could see it in his eyes he’s sorry..bas… bas magdaar! ya3ni shasawi?! goolooolii shasawwi!? I’M ENGAGED! w a5aaf akoon greeba min Zaaid…waayy Mshaary 7adda im3a99ib mali 5lg mu7athara! ashkara ashkara bizif–

Mshary: jood…

Jood: na3am?

Mshary: Zaid ohwa nafsa Zaid illi fee cancer?

JOod: *nodding her head silently*

Mshary:E LAAISH SAKTAA? LAISH MA GLTEELI!? LAAISH MA GLTEELI INA ZAAID MOO MAYIIT!?

Jood: LA TFAWIL 3ALAAIH! LAAISH INTA TABEE YMOOT!?

Mshary: *laughing sarcastically* t5aafeen 3alaaih ba3ad?

Jood: Mshary int shga3id it5arbi6! ma77ad ytmana L mot 7ag a7ad thany!

Mshary: JOOD! INTAY FAHMA 8A9DI! ADRI INICH IT7IBEENA!

Jood: Mshary shfeek! shaku a7ibba?! min Gaaall ini a7ibba!?

a7ibbaa? LAAA! 9a7? 9aaaa77?! ma a7ib zaaid ma a7iibaa!

Mshary: la tgi9een 3alay Jood…w ohwa L 7abeeb moo imga9ir ba3ad..*sarcastically* laygeen 3la ba3ath wallah…

Jood: Mshary int shga3id tgool? shino illi laygeen 3la ba3aath..*confused* laaish int shaak ini ana w zaid in a relationship?

Mshary: *mumbling* illaa adri ba3ad…

Jood: shgilt?

Mshary: *sigh* Joody..ana a7ebbich w ma a7eb ashofich ma3a waa7id thany…w ba3dain intay wa7da ma56ooba warach rayyaal lazim ta5theen rayi ib kil shay..ib kil 9′3eera w kbeera…moo kil shay yamshi 3la mazajich…

Jood didn’t know what to say..Mshary continued his lecture..and his “rules”

Mshary: w ba3dain intay bit9eereen murty…

JOod: ……….

Mshary: Joody?

Jood: *faking a smile* inshallaah..

mali 5lg sna8sha w abda hosha yideedaa…hufff

Mshary: *smile* yallaah moo nawya itwareeni Miami? tara awwal mara ashofha..

Jood: hehe..yallah let me take you to the chi–

RING RING RING <– Mshary's phone ringing…

Mshary: la7tha shway Joody bas ashoof mino illi ydig..

Jood: okaay

Mshary smiled while he looked at the number calling him..he excused himself and walked ahead of her…

IFFFFFFF!! YBI6 L CHABD! LAAISH 9AAYIR WAAYID MALEEEEEEEEEEEEE8!?? LAAAIIISSSHH 9AYRA MA ABLA3A! YA3NI ZAAID WLA MARRA SAWWAHA FEENI W7NA YAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAL! L7een mshary kbeer w rayyaal ya3ni..laaish chitheee?! tawwa zafni w ma36eeny speech a6wal mina! Huuuufff! ba3arif mino y7aachi! moo ohwa bi3arif kil shay ana asawii? w we’re not even officially engaged 3la golat Hala..me too lazim a3arif!

Jood Followed him…she wanted to know who is he talking to…

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Zaid~

Ma raa7 a5aleech Ya JOod…ymkin i won’t get ur love..bas i won’t give up on our freindship…Bathbitlich ini ta’3ayyart..w bathbitlich ini a7ibich…..


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5ALLAA9 L POST! 7ILU? :p SHBI9EEEEEEEEEEEEER? WHO IS Mshary TALKING TO….W Whats ZAID’S NEXT PLAN? MA TADROON? MUWA7A7A7A7A7A77A7A7A7A7A7A7A <– 7a7a is more evil 9a7? :p I might post tomorrow…w i might not…cuz last weekend i couldn't write..:p fa i'm wriing at the same day… :p w inshallah i'll post L ni9 L lail aw L ym3a..bas aku post inshallah ;)

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

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After a long roller coaster ride, they were finaly engaged. As planned, the wedding would be in a year.

You would think everyone would jump up and down with joy, but no. All they had to say was “finaly.. now what do we have planned for today”. It’s like they’ve all seen it coming.


As for Naif, well he still kept on bringing up marriage every chance he got but would get rejected everytime. He tried everything with 3alya.. charm.. seduction.. agressivenss.. but nothing.
Until one day he got fed up and talked to 3alya’s parents. Her parents were thrilled !

And she said yes !

7amad and Sabia were moving slowly. They didn’t wanna rush things. Plus Sabia didnt fully trust him. I mean he has a past of playing around with girls, so she kept her distance.

But after six months of putting him to the test, she finaly gave in and decided to share her full self with him.

7amad changed aswell. He for the second time in a long time… he gave another girl his heart.

A few years back he was madly in love with his girlfreind of four years. But she started becoming distant. Whenever 7amad would try to call her she would appear busy, and then later make up some excuse. He was too blinded my love to see the signs.

7amad had a best friend, Rashed.

Whenever 7amad couldn’t be there to pick or drop her off, with him being too jammed with school, Rashed would offer to do it.

At first it was normal. But soon become an on going thing. Sometimes Rashed would insist on him to keep studying and he would pick up his girl friend, not to worry. And there were also times when his girl friend would also insist on him studying and have Rashed pick her up.

They were dancing around 7amad, and he didnt even know it.

He was stupid in love.

And when he found out.. it just tore him to peices. It broke his heart. He ended it and moved back home. He couldnt stand being in the same city as her, let alone the same state (USA)

Thats when he put in his mind that all women were whores and have no respect for men.

Thats when he played on girls, using his charm to reel em’ in then once he got what he wanted, he would get rid of them.

Thats when he shut down his heart and didnt care who he hurt.

Thats when he became the ultimate bad boy.

Its strange, how one love can take you to the extreme.



But in Sabia’s eyes, he saw something, something that captured him. Sure, from the moment he saw her, he wanted nothing more than to get “close”, but when he sat down and actualy talked and got to know her… it all changed from there.

He was hooked. Her spirit was amazing that it lifted him up. In just two hours being out with eachother, she managed to make him laugh and smile.. two things he hadn’t felt in a really long time.

Once he knew that a girl could make him feel this way, he knew, he just knew that he had to have Sabia.

Just his luck, she didnt run away.


As for Noura and S3oud… well nothing much changed. There still in love as they’ll ever be. ((sorry bs i think alot of attention has pretty much shined on them already ;p))



A year later 5aled and Dina were married. And yes she got her dream wedding in paris, the one she’s always been dreaming of.

It was in this big gorgous ball room where you could the eifel tower. It was so romantic.

She wore a white sleevless heart chested dress. Her hair was up in a classy curled up bun, with tiny strands of curls let down on her face. She looked so beautiful, so elegant, so perfect.

It was actyaly kinda of funny too.. the wedding was taking place in paris…. and when the men walked in in their traditional clothes everyone just bursted out laughing. It so did not go with the setting.

At one point Dina was about to ask for them all to go back and change into jeans and a sweatshirt, mn kither ma heya msye7ya !

They were married and lived in paris for a year.

When they both moved back home, 5aled got a job in a law firm … something he never saw in his future. While Dina opened up a small restuarant, ofcourse with her parents help. It was italian, in which she named it after herself, Dina.

As is obviouse.. Dina is an italian name (A) hehe walla mani 83da ashoof 7ali al7een l2nah ismi ana ba3ad Dina ;p

Naif and 3alya were still engaged, but she wanted to get married after her third year. Meaning Naif would have to go through hell in waiting another year and a half. But to him, she was even worth dying for.

Now your all probably wondering what happend to Mona and 3bdulah right ?

Well Mona remained a bitch and managed to sleep with half the men of New york. Sorry, let me clear… half the New Yorkers AND Arabs there.

She and 3bdulah never saw eachother after what had happend, nor did they try to contact eachother.

He now lives in Manchester with his cousin.




This is where we say goodbye to our characters who’ve had one hell of a bumpy ride.

Now another chapter closes and soon a new book will begin.

I really hoped you all enjoyed this story. I dunno why but I feel like it wasnt my best. For me I really wish to continue “Trapped” since it was my favorite story writing, but what is there to continue really?

So I would like FEEDBACKS on this story, how was it ? Be honest please…

Now, as for my next story, I’ve decided to let myself out, and let you all in.

I’ll be starting it soon inshallah.. either tommorow or the day after for sure.

It will be about me and what I’ve been through and where I am now.

I’m not really afraid of judgment, mn Rabi 6b3an, but from people no. I used to be a long time ago. But ive come to realize to screw the ones who judge and love the ones that are on my side.

I’ll be honest and speak nothing but the truth, this is my story and I’ll tell it like it is.

And since this is “me” not some made up story, I WILL be expecting to hear from all of you.

I love you all and thank you so much for your support on my third story :)

My followers.. thank you all so much. You’ve been amazing !

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