Shamma’s P.O.VA few months have passed since my arrival back home, Khalifa was nowhere to be seen, and if you ask me how my life is at the moment, I’d tell you perfect. You see right now everything is just right, I’m living my life to the fullest…

Now if I had a cow
or a goat for that matter
I could have made homemade
cheese spreads
to accompany the tangy
cherry tomatoes
I grow in my garden
sun ripened on the vine
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And if I were as industrious as
the Little Red Hen
I could have grown my own wheat
and milled it into flour
rolled it into dough
thrusting it into the warmed oven
and [...]

HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!! Miss me? (a) ;p w noo ma 5alli9at my break :p i’m still not posting this week..bas ill post today…rakzaw 3al twaree5….w ra7 tifhimoon L salfa :D…any questions ana mawjoodaa…SILENT READERS WHO ARE NOT SILENT ANYMORE..I LOVE U WAAAYIIIIDDD WAAYIIIDD WAAYIIIDD! THANK U FOR COMMENTING :*

BIG APOLOGY TO 7AWOORY :* I’M SORRY HUN min zimaaan ma 7a66ait comments thats bcuz i ddnt have the time to read :$..sorry wallah :* forgive me? (a) i will inshalalh whenever i have the time :D

This one is dedicated to..PURPLE SKY :D …. Yaaayy!

Enjoy :***

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Previously

Mshary~

it.hagon ib trja3ly?

Maaku ila ini adig 3ala 5alti !

……………………………………

Noora~

Noora: ee bas at least inta mo im3a9ib w im6angir 3alay…

M7ammad: *smile* … 3umri ma 3a99abt 3alaich Noora…

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After 6 years

December…2015

Jood: Mshary asfaa wallaah asfa! please rid 3alay!

Mshary:………………

Jood: Mshary?

He gave her a cold stare..one that scared her..that gave her goosebumps all over her body..she lost every word she prepared..

7arith: mama…mama…

She looked at her 4 year old son…who looked just like him..

Mshary: roo7aay…L yahil binaam…

She carried 7arith and left the room..
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It was the first time he talked to her after what happened…the first time he spoke..

she drove her car and headed home..the place she always felt safe in..

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September/ 2009

Mshary~

Calling Um Jood…

Um Jood: Aloooo?…….. minoo? aloooo……

Mshary: aloo hala 5alti…

Um Jood: Aloo mino?

Mshary: ana Mshaary…

Um Jood: Mshaary! Hala wlaaidi shlonik sha5baarik? 5arra3tni Allah yhadaak sa3a 3ala ma trid..

Mshary: hahaha..sam7eeni bas knt sar7aan shway…

Um Jood: Allah yhadak 5arra3tny yom shft l ra8am 5ft JOody 9ayir feeha shay…

Mshary: la 5alti la it7ateen ma feeha illa L 3afya…

Um Jood: ashwa L 7mdillaah…shfeek yuma..9otik moo 3ajibny…9ayir shay?

Mshary: wallah ya 5alti madri shagoollich…

Um Jood: gool 7abeebi gool..ana ib 7isbat ummik…

Mshary: 5alti L yom shft Jood ma-

Um Jood: WEEEE YA 7ASRITTI! BNTI FEEEHA SHAY?! GOOLLII MSHAARYY GOOLLI SH9AAYIIRR!??

Mshary: moo 9ayir shay ya 5alti haddaay a39abich intaay shway w sim3eeny…

um Jood: zaain zaain..kammil yumma asmi3ik..

Mshary:……………….

Um Jood: Ha! aloooo? Mshaary waain r7t?…gtlik gool 3aadii…

He acted…oh he acted very well…

Mshary: *nervous* wallah ya 5alti ana bagoollich wntay kaifich..9adagteeny wla ma 9adagteeny..wallaah ini ma8moot w thayig 9adri w mani 3arif shasawi…

Um Jood: shfeek? sh9aayiirr? gooll..

Mshary: ana L 9ara7a shft Jood ma3a wa7id thany..w yom r7t bas2alha chan tn7ash w sawaat roo7ha ma it3arifni…shft L 9bay illi kanat ma3aa marra thanya w glt ymkin ana fahim L mawthoo3 ghala6 w yom r7t sa2alta int sht9er 7ag Jood galli ana ma a9eerlaha ana a7ibha! wana moo gadir ya 5altii moo gadir! a7ibhaa..w mabeeha itkoon min n9eeb wa7id ghairi…w ma 3araft shasawi fa glt adig 3alaich..

Um Jood:…………….5alla9t 7achi?

Mshary: eee 5alla9t..bas tkfaain dawreely 7al..maby a5sarhaa…

Um Jood: Mashkoor Mshary…ashwa inik gtly…ana illi ba3allimha…3ugub shahar milchatkum..awwal ma trja3 7ag 36lat L christmas ib tamlichoon 3ala ba3ath!

Mshary: haa?? ee bas shlon ? shlon 3ala Jood..

Um JOod: la it7aty..5al JOod 3alay ana…3ugub illi sawwita malha raay….moo ibkaaifha…lazim tamlichoon!

Mshary: 9ij 5alti?! ya3ni artaa7? ma a7aaatii? wallah ina kil 5ofi inha it6eer min eedi…

Um Jood: la it7aty ya wlaaidy inshallah Jood btkoon min ni9eebik…yallah ana baroo7 asawwi chay 7ag 3ammik..ma3a L salamaa..

Mshary: Ysallmich…

6OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO666 6OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO666 666OOOOOOO6!

hhahahaha…JOod min ni9eeebii….7atta lo jood bitdig 3ala umha L7een ma ra7 it9addigha…kilha shahar..shahar waa7id bas…w Zaaid ana ili bawa5ra min 6ireejna!

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W 5ALLAA9 L POSSSTTTT!! I KNOW I KNOW WALLAH I KNOW ITS SHORT! Bas 9addi8oo aw la tu9addi8oo raddait L bait gabil sa3a w i need to study 3ndi exam bacher…w mali 5lg adris fa i wrote a post! Yaaaayyy!! :p hehe..shbi9eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrr??! no guesses? at all? shda3waa ;p … mwa7a7a7a7a7a7aa..ull never know untill next post (6) :p

LUV U :***

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I got this by e-mail.. mom sends me the weirdest stuff;p anywaays u have to read this;p

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This is a true story.
Please forward when you finish reading!

A little background:

Neiman-Marcus, if you don’t know already, is a very expensive boutique
shop (they sell a typical $8.00 T-shirt for $50.00)

My daughter and I had just finished lunch at a Neiman-Marcus Cafe in
Dallas , USA . Because both of us are such biscuit lovers, we decided to
try the ‘Neiman-Marcus cookie’. It was so excellent that I asked if they
would give me the recipe. The waitress said with a small frown, ‘I’m
afraid not, but you can buy the recipe.’

I asked how much, and she responded; ‘Only two fifty – it’s a great
deal’

I agreed to that, and told her to add it to my bill.

Thirty days later, I got my Visa statement, and the Neiman-Marcus charge
was $285. I looked at it again, and I remembered I had only spent $9.95
for two sandwiches and about $20 for a scarf. At the bottom of the
statement, it said, ‘Cookie Recipe – $250.00′. That was outrageous!

I called Neiman’s Accounting Department and told them the waitress had
said it was ‘two fifty’, which clearly does not mean ‘two hundred and
fifty dollars’ by any reasonable interpretation of the phrase.
Neiman-Marcus refused to budge. They would not refund my money because
according to them; ‘What the waitress told you is not our problem. You
have already seen the recipe. We absolutely will not refund your money.

I explained to the Accounting Department lady the criminal statutes
which govern fraud in the state of Texas . I threatened to report them to
the Better Business Bureau and The Texas Attorney General’s office. I
was basically told: Do what you want. Don’t bother thinking of how you
can get even, and don’t bother trying to get any of your money back’

I said, OK, you’ve got my $250, and now I’m going to have $250 worth of
fun. I told her that I was going to see to it that every cookie lover in
the world with an e-mail account gets a $250 cookie recipe from
Neiman-Marcus for free. She replied, ‘I wish you wouldn’t do that.’ I
said, ‘Well, perhaps you should have thought of that before you RIPPED
ME OFF!’ and slammed down the phone.

So here it is! Please pass it on to everyone you can possibly think of.
I paid $250 for this, and I don’t want Neiman-Marcus to EVER make
another penny from this recipe!

NEIMAN-MARCUS COOKIES (Recipe may be halved as this makes heaps)

2 (500 ml) cups butter
680 g chocolate chips
4 (1000 ml) cups flour
2 (500 ml) cups brown sugar
2 tsp. (10 ml) Bicarbonate of soda
1 tsp. (5 ml) salt
2 (500 ml) cups sugar
500 g Grated Cadbury chocolate
5 (1250 ml) cups blended oatmeal
4 eggs
2 tsp. (10 ml) baking powder
2 tsp. (10 ml) vanilla
3 cups (375 ml) chopped nuts (optional)

Measure oatmeal, and blend in a blender to a fine powder. Cream the
butter and both sugars. Add eggs and vanilla, mix together with flour,
oatmeal, salt, baking powder, and bicarbonate of soda. Add chocolate
chips, grated Chocolate and nuts. Roll into balls, and place two inches
apart on a cookie sheet. Bake for 10 minutes at 375 degrees (180 C).

The above quantities make 112 cookies. Enjoy!

PLEASE KEEP THE RECIPE AND SEND IT TO EVERY PERSON YOU KNOW WHO HAS AN
E-MAIL ADDRESS!

This is not a joke -it’s a true story.

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waaaay waaay waaay mit ’6i7ik 3alaaihaa :p wa3alaayyaa il-mara maytaa 7arra:p

and for the ending inshallaah by tom. it will be posted :)

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Shamma’s P.O.VI snapped my compact mirror shut, crossed my legs and sighed. I looked out the window taking in Beverly Hills and started fidgeting with my hands. I knew that a lot would change since I move back home. I mean come on, can you blame me?!…

They say home is where the heart is…I sometimes lose sense of where that is…I travel to the city where my heart once was, searching for that feeling of belonging, looking through the crowd for that certain someone and losing his face in the crowds….

14/12 This date may not mean anything to some of you. May not make a difference to any of you. This date means the world to me. I just hope you know. I miss you. 04/08

Sunset
Mansour!

Mansour
Hi
Sha5barch

Sunset
Tamaaaam, youuuuuu?

Mansour
Walla I miss you alot a7es illyoum z3altch sorry walla ma kan 8a9di sorry if I repeat bs sorry 100000000 times I’ll not forgive myself sorry

Sunset
LOOOOOOOOOL Mansour it’s okkk!
Kaaaaaaam Mansouuuur 3endena ;)

Mansour
La a7es eny sawait shay wayed ’3ala6

Sunset
Shnooo?

Mansour
A7es 8lat fi 7agich wayed soorry
Sawy ely tabeena it’s ok
Sorry

Sunset
Mansouuuuuur laa shdaa3waaa
Latgooool chiiiiii!

Mansour
Bas a7es iny mrtkb jareeema

Sunset
Hahahah la hal darajaaa ;)

Mansour
Walla sorry

Sunset
MANSOUUUUUUUUUUR WALLA 3ADY!

Mansour
Ma kan 8a9dy

Tloomony feeh?

T’thkroon Muzmuz’s brother, ely gltlukum 3anah? Well, hatha hu…

He makes all us girls feel precious walla, he treats us o ka2ana mlook 3la rasa; ya 7beelk ya Mansour :*

If only you were a few years older, sigghhhhh…

Dazzy, Z! I finally heard your Halluuuuu Zuzz…and Dazz, yalla yalla, el7een sayratena adrs ;)

Psstttt Dazzy, imganie big red botoxed red lips :P Ohhhh and don’t forget the 5mar :P If that’s what it’s called b3d :P

Hahaha, I love you both walla and…










I LOVE YOU ALL :*

RED!! 3ashanich and your friends im not rushing through my past as fast as i wanted toobas i cant go to any more detail cuz its breaking my heartI missed him.. I missed the old himI miss my ya3goub.. the one who forgave meThe one who loved and would do…

At last..the long awaited post :Pw inshallah another one will be coming up this weekend!bas its short shwaya :P_______________________________________—– M7ammad I actually enjoyed hugging her, okay maybe I got carried away with the hug but she didn’…

7beeeeeeeeeeeeebty 7awoor isn’t feeling too well :’(
Salamtik wallah w mat shofeen shar inshallah..

Love you! ;**

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My baby’s flight is tonight!

Im finaly gonna see him after all this time !

On wednesday !

Im gonna be in his arms !

Im gonna bury my face in his chest !

Im gonna feel his heartbeat again !

Im gonna get to kiss those adorable cheeks !

Im finaly gonna see my baby..

My everything..

My soul..

My heart..

Honestley there isnt much to tell… but like I said I would keep this somewhat of an online diary to keep you guys updated.

Dont worry it wont stay this way for long. Just for a little while. The maximum would be about 10 posts or less.

So I’m gonna see him on wednesday. 7ayati wallah 7aram he’s gonna go from airport to airport for the next 2 days. And when he lands here it’ll be in the afternoon and he’ll be tired.. But still he said he didnt care and that he wanted to see the second he arrives.

Awwwwwwwwwwwww !!

Aint he somethin ?

Well I’m off for now.

I probably might not post until wednesday night. I mean theres not much to tell right now.

So until then… ;**

Let’s play le3bat il aghani ;pDo you know the game where I sing a random part ba3dain the last 7arf of my song intaw tabdon another part?!yeah?!Example..ya ahlan walla be hal 6ala eshtagna le3yonek walla dadadadada yalghali khaf allah feena khaf allah …

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*ihi2 ihi2*

STUPID DIET!

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Hmm…what else?

eee i know everyone is hating me right now 3ala a5ir post :p bas trust me things will get more interesting..kilman im3a9ib :p hehe…funny wallah (a)

By Za Waay… 3adi a5ith break?

bas laay next saturday? (a)

see i’m being a good blogger w i’m taking permission…

no?

MOO IBKAIFKUM :p

no really i’m so busy this week :/

anyways any questions i’m here w my e-mail is here ..w my heart…aaahhhh 3ala my heart… lan yufari8akum :p

okaay waai3 that sounded a bit gay :)


P.S. stop guessing my name i won’t say itha its right or wrong…w its not an old name tara :p wa shukraaaaaannnnn

weee 9ijj! fee shay waayiidd mohim nisaait agoolaa :p … 7ag illi 3indihum FB (faceBook) accounts..3adlaw ur settings again..cuz all accounts are public now…sawwoohum private (only friends)…deeraw balkum :D

LUV U :*

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We got into a fightAnd that’s when he started screaming… it was our first huge fight as a married couple… because he did not eat anything he got dizzy and fell…i thought he was going to die… and that’s when I found out he had a heart proble…

He was coming in 2 weeks! I was so excited. But one thing that really bugged me though was that all we had mainly to contact eachother was through our blackberry’s. We’d text as often as we could. But sometimes I missed him too much that I’d stay up until 5 am just to use the hosue phone. Thats when the whole house would be asleep. I was so scared that if my mom caught me she’d probably hang me. Long distance calls cost so much and I didnt want to use my cell phone. So I called him every night at 5 am for a couple of days straight.

Though here’s the thing…

Why couldn’t he stay up late to call?

Why was it me?

I was the one jepordizing my last year in high school calling him bl fajer..

I was the one doing that for the past 3 months..

And what was he doing?

Mdri 3ano…

Almhm so why cant he do that for me ?

I confronted him about it you know..

He said he was sorry but he sometimes comes back home so exhausted.

NA3AM !!!

EXHAUSTED ???

W ANA INSHALLAH ???

Ok Dina calm down… breath.. breath… it was all in the past… ok I’m good now hehe…

Since he has 3 roomates living with him I gave him an excuse.

Why cant he just get his own place?

Ok ok enough with all the complaining!



One night we were on the phone and I could hear these backround noises.. it was from the connect I guess. I got annoyed so I told him ” listen the sound is killing me so I’m gonna hang up and call you back.. and FYI this is not me hanging up in your face “

5aled has this thing where he hates it when people hang up in his face. He gets all mad and has a bitch fit. Yeah those words go for women but I couldnt think of any other word that best fits other than that.

When I called him back…

5aled: Kitha ya Dina, kitha ?

Me: Oh my god are you seriouse?? I told you I’m gonna hang up!!

5aled: You know I hate ti when people shut the phone in my face.

Me: I didnt shut it in your face !!! I did it with you kinowing I’m gonna hang up!!! If I did it faj2a without letting you know then that would define hanging up in someones face!! Fe farg kbeer !!



A few seconds later he god over it. I guess his bitch fit lost power. 3adi I’m sure he’ll charge it up reall soon. ;p

We moved on and talked about something else. I could help but give a cold attitude. Do you blame me ?

I mean a few seconds again he was all bitchy and then once he had enough he cooled off ?

What about me? I sure as hell hadn’t cooled off.

Not because I was sensitive towards the issue but because of how he handeld it all. El 9ara7a he was being so childish.

Fj2a 3ala kefo he opens it up and then closes it ?

W ana inshallah ?

I opend it up again. I wanted to talk to him about how child like his attitude was with me. Anf ofcourse as always he blamed me for this whole fight we were having.

5aled: Mashallah 3leeki ya Dina.

Me: Shga9dik ?!

5aled: Ga9di mashallah 3leeki.. mazaj agool eli abi !!

Me: Oh mashallah 3leek !!!

5aled: E mashallah 3alay !!!



We had a moment of silence then ended the call.

We said good bye and I slammped the phone down so fast and so hard.

But you know whats surprising ? It didnt effect me, not one bit. Mdri keif.

I slept peacefuly and woke up feeling fresh and refined. I was in such a good mood that day. I felt so alive!

I didnt know what the reason was but THANK YOU GOD !! :D

Things couldnt get any better too. On that night my mom walked into my room holding a black bag. Inside it was this long fuchia dress. Oh my god was is gorgeous! I never was a fan of wearing fuchia. I dont even have it in my closed but it took my breathaway. I instintly fell in love with it.

I wanna describe it bs I cant.. its too perfect for words !!

All I can say is that is was sexy and chic.

There was this huge elegant party that was going to take place the following week.

I love elegant parties. I love getting all glammed up.

Plus its been a while since I made an “appearance” so I was extatic !!

5aled and I hadnt talked that whole night ;s

I hate it when he does that.

He always wants me ot be the one crawling back to him. Before we became a couple, he promised me that he would never have me sleep sad. But promises never last.



Now were here… in the actual present!

This happend a few days ago. Meaning starting from now this is going to be somewhat like an online diary. Just for a while until I reach the point I’ve wanted to to reach ever since I started my story.

One day I was so in the mood ini adale3 7beeby.

I pinged him on the bb until he woke up.

Me: Who’s my baby ?

5aled: La2 your my baby!

Me: JUST ANSWER THE QUESTION YOU ASS !!

The funny thing is that I never gave him a real nickname. I never called him 5aloody or any other dala3 name. It was always “ass”. I have no idea why.

5aled: Me ;**

Me: Who am I gonna shower with kisses when I see him ?

5aled: Me.. (A)

Me: Who’s gonna kiss that specific spot on my neck that I love so much ?

5aled: ME ME ME ME !!!!

Me: LOOOOOOOOOOL !!!

5aled: What else? Yallah 3ad dal3eny doody !

Me: Agool bs 3ad! Mni mn el noo3 eli adale3 a7ad. 5ala9 your time is up.. Maybe in the next centuary.

5aled: Please.. for me ?

Me: Not even for Mathew McConehay !!

5aled: Ok then.. who’s gonna give me a massage ?

Me: No you ass !! Thats not how it works !!

This is what he wrote…

Allah la y7rmni mnk ya rabb a7bk w a3shgk w amoot feeki. I would die for you in a blink of an eye. Ya ba3ad kl ya roo7i.. ’3arami amoot feeki. Majnoonik ana!! Ma agdar a3eesh mn ’3erik.

I think he really needed to be spoiled a bit.

I guess I may have been a bit of a drama queen but can you really blame me ?

But its so much fun when he’s pissed sometimes !!

It turns me on !

I laugh quietly without him hearing or knowing !

Its such a turn on !

Not when he’s sad, but like when he’s really mad that his face gets all red and he squeezes in his cheekbones. Aghhh !!!! I just die !!!

A fire burns deep inside of me !!

It makes me wanna pin him down and kiss him !!!

Ufff ya 5aled! Your such a pain but I love you more and more with each passing day !

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Oh I want you guys to check out these lyrics. I just downloaded it off of Limewire. I always listen to it when Im down. It really lifts me back up. I just connect with music so much, its my serenity.

I’m running out of patients coz I can’t believeWhat the hell I’m hearin
And speaking of hell
It don’t compare to this heat that I am feeling
I love you too muchIt shows, all my emotions go
Out of control
When I can hardly see
From the tears that flow

Can’t forget to breathe slow
Count from one to tenWith my eyes closed
Coz ladies take it in
And get comp oh oh oh sure
Before I lose it get comp oh oh oh sure

Not gonna lie
Or even try
You’ve got my wheel spinning
And I ain’t the one to show
The gun, coz that means you will be winning oh yeah

Somebody better hold me back
You’re lucky I know how to act
I’m being calm and cool
But believe me you
It’s taking everything to just breathe
Breathe, breathe

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