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[31 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on What a way to end 2010… | 0 views]

Since I’ve had such a shitty end of the year, does that mean that there is still hope for the beginning of the new year? My exboyfriend will never want to be with me, and the guy I was dating just ditched me….I’m 26-27 in 24 days….is it so wrong th…

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[28 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on You (part 3) | 0 views]

Hi all;*

I know its been a while since I posted another part of the story
honestly i’ve been busy lately and not motivated enough to continue
but i hate leaving anything un done
so inshallah my aim is to finish this story
just a few more posts

pleeaasee prettyy pleeasee with glitter sprinkled (ba3ad kashakht’ha ;p) leave a comment below xD

Enjoy;*

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Previously..

I got inside the house, grabbed a banana from the kitchen and ate it on my way to my bedroom, got into my pj’s and cuddled into my bed..

Now..

The alarm went off..

Ahh not now please!

I reached over and hit the snooze button

There, 5 more minutes wont hurt

Great and now I don’t feel sleepy anymore -_-

I sat up straight on my bed, rubbed my eyes, and turned right to look at my window..

I wonder if today would be a good day to jog..

I got off the bed, went to the window, and opened the curtains to the sides

Suddenly! out of no where! a body fell hanging in front of me bleeding all over!!!;O

I’m a bad liar aren’t I? .. But hey, it could happen…

The weather actually seemed perfect, slightly sunny but with cool wind,, atlast summer is fading!

I went to the bathroom, did my business, then headed to my dressing room and picked out my Nike shorts and shirt, tied my hair in a cute ponytail, grabbed my ipod and went downstairs to get something to eat..

Yumm I can already smell the scent of the cupcakes from the kitchen, no doubt its all my favorite maid, Honey’s doing..
I went into the kitchen and sat on the stool facing her..

“Good morning Honey!” I greeted her..

“Aah Good morning Hope.. ” she replied smiling..

“somebody’s in looove..” I said teasingly..

“oh no no I’m too old for that..”

“naah.. I’m sure someday you’ll meet your prince.. everyone does.. eventually”

“You watch too much fairytales hope.. so, what do u want for breakfast?”

“hmm I don’t feel like eating much im going for a jog,, I’ll just have a banana and a glass of milk..”

“ok.. the weather looks lovely today..”

“mhmm..” I replied while eating my banana

“The cupcakes will be ready when you get back..”

“Great! I’ll bet they taste good!”

I drank my milk and thanked honey on my way out of the kitchen..

I went and to get my rottweiler dog, Back-up, to tie him up and take him with me,

As I walked to the garden, he came happily towards me, he just loves it when I take him for a walk, I got him tied up, had my earphones on, hit the shuffle button on my playlist, and went out the fence and into the neighborhood where we started walking.. (Their neighborhood is similar to the one in Desperate Housewives)

My phone vibrated..

Faith Calling..

Me: hey you

Faith: hey urself.. what r u up to?

Me: nothing just taking a walk with Back-up

Faith: ok text me when ur done im coming over

Me: ok bye

End call..

I continued my walk with back-up and said hello to our neighbors as we passed by..

Then out of nowhere a cat was crossing the street and back-up caught me off guard, my hands slipped from his leash and he sprinted towards the poor cat!

“BACK-UP STOP!” I Screamed as I ran to stop him before something terrible happens.

I then saw the cat run into one of the fences which was impossible for Back-up to enter. Thank god!

He was just standing there barking

I got to him and held his leash

The house looks something like this..

“I’m guessing that dog is yours?” a voice came from the house I was standing next to..

I turned and to me utter surprise it was Trust holding the cat in his arms while standing in his front porch.

oh how much I envied the cat, for some reason I felt like i wanted to be the only one he holds.

“Oh hey… yup he’s mine alright”

“Becareful not to lose control of the leash next time, he almost ate my cat” he said as a giggle escaped his lips

“Yeah um sorry about that, will do, wont happen again” ;$

“I’ll see you tonight then..” He said

“yupp tonight” I smiled at him

He waved and went inside his house..

“did u have to embarrass me infront of him?” I said looking at Back-up

he just stared at me giving me his puppy eyes look

“your evil you know that?”

I patted him and continued my workout around the neighborhood..

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[28 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on قلبي عليج يا كويت | 0 views]

ضاعت الحِسبه علينا في المشاكل وابتلينا القهر.. لما سكَتنا،، السجن.. لما حچيناديرة الدستور صارت شمس في الغيمه.. توارتوالأماني شلون دارت في ا…

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[25 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on Richie Rich .. (3) | 0 views]

Never mind he flew her on AlJazeera for their honeymoon, particularly on the red eye flight to save even a couple of more dinars.

Never mind she was promised a month of heaven, and all she got was one lousy week in hell.

Never mind he refuses to put food in the fridge, asks her to buy her own groceries and then raids what she got.

Never mind he uses her car to cut down on the use of petrol in his.

The breaking point was when he said:

I bought you with my own money
انا اشتريتج من أهلج بفلوسي

La jad wallah?!!
Laish ehya shafat mn floosik shy ya mo7taram!!?

Tara elmahar mn 7aq elzooja shar3an


والرجال قوامون على النساء

هذا إذا كنت أصلا ريال

Anyhow, she’s asking for a divorce now,
and he became even uglier, nastier, lashing out at her and her family, asking them to give back every fils he spent on her!!

And to reply to that, I refer to the Holy Quran:

وَكَيْفَ تَأْخُذُونَهُ وَقَدْ أَفْضَى بَعْضُكُمْ إِلَى بَعْضٍ وَأَخَذْنَ مِنكُم مِّيثَاقًا غَلِيظًا
سورة النساء، آية 21

والاستفهام للتوبيخ وللإنكار في قوله: (وكيف تأخذونه) أي بأي وجه (وقد أفضى) وصل (بعضكم إلى بعض) بالجماع المقرر للمهر (وأخذن منكم ميثاقا) عهدا (غليظا) شديدا وهو ما أمر الله به من إمساكهن بمعروف أو تسريحهن بإحسان

But I know, and you know, and everybody else knows, that her family is very caring, and too proud to go to court. All they want is for their daughter to be safe back to their arms again. They will give you all want. o 7asbya Allah wa ni3ma alwakeel.

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[25 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on Richie Rich .. (3) | 0 views]

Never mind he flew her on AlJazeera for their honeymoon, particularly on the red eye flight to save even a couple of more dinars.Never mind she was promised a month of heaven, and all she got was one lousy week in hell.Never mind he refuses to put food…

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[24 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on No Hope or Agenda… (2) | 0 views]
Rolling the window down and smoking felt incomplete now that it’s not softly escorted by her voice coming through his ear piece, “how can a person so small seal that much of space in my life, a space I never knew existed” he wondered. 
“ana mo netfa, ent elnetfa!” he remembered her objecting through her giggles, and the smile that followed that thought was soon replaced with his sadly bewildered face, he knew it was the right thing to do, they both knew it was the right thing to do, it was a beautiful thing that they had but no one could understand it and it wasn’t the right time for it, and the right time might never come. They were emotional, affectionate and loving, it wouldn’t have made sense for them not to fall in love, even if it was against all logic. 
He wanted to call her, just to hear her voice; he looked at the digital clock in front of him. “She is probably sleeping now” He convinced himself trying to stop the temptations of hearing her sweet sleepy hello from crawling deeper into his rational self. 
He took a look at her status “Is she writing a message? Why now? Can she hear my thoughts?!” he kept checking his phone restlessly, trying hard not to lose concentration on the road, but his phone didn’t make a sound or a flash. He parked his car, and rested his head on the steering wheel keeping his eyes on the phone he placed in the cup holder, but her status was not showing she is writing a message anymore “Did she stop typing? Or is there something wrong with the network? Why is she doing this to me? Oh, God.. Why am I waiting for a message, I’m a man I can’t let feelings get to me, I can’t let her get to me” he picked up his phone typed less than 12 characters and switched it off “I did the right thing” he repeated over and over again as he made his way in the house, left his keys on the console and dropped his weight on the red couch. “I’m doing the right thing” he confirmed to himself one more time before he finally fell asleep.   
It was one of those days, when a person would feel obliged to be optimistic, sunny with a coo l breeze, the beautiful soon-to-be-winter weather on the Island. “I’m sorry!” she said with a shy smile, picking up her coffee, which has been waiting on the counter for more than 5 minutes.
“Could you not be sorry for once” Nayla rolled her eyes.
“He called my order 3 times, if you weren’t yep yapping I would have heard him and finished drinking it by now!!”  She teased her, but Nayla only rolled her eyes again and continued “So I decided I’m so over him, he is too confused about what he wants, he has no plans for the future and I can’t live like that. I need structure, you know!” before taking a bite of her cheese cake.
“Said the unemployed girl, with very weird ambitions” she joked as she took another sip of her coffee and flipped through her BAZAAR.
“Moving on..” Nayla ignored her friends comment “I just think maybe I’m immune to that fairytale love, I’m a modern women with practical love, yea?”
“You are pretty modern” she nodded in agreement still flipping through the pages “But to be honest, I can’t help you in the department of love.. food! I know” pointing at her almost empty plate “books! Maybe.. clothes! Not so much” tapped her finger on one of the Models in the magazine “but love is something I never mastered. I think I can safely say I’m as clueless as a virgin when it comes to love and relationships” she raised her eyebrows with a gimmicky smile.
“A virgin won’t stay a virgin if she was clueless!! And are you saying you’re not lovesick at the moment? Because if you are not then you need to explain how could you inhale that piece of cake when I only took 2 bites of mine!!” and as soon as Nayla finished those words her friend felt nauseous.
She remembered him moaning over a piece of cake and raving about a cupcake, he liked his cakes as much as he liked his burgers and as much as he loved his pizzas, and that’s why she couldn’t finish a meal ever sense, she choked on every bite she had with him on her mind, she hated that they no longer can discuss meals, that she might never hear him order his weird sandwiches on his way back home from football, or his excitement whenever he grilled a steak. 
“It will be fine!” Nayla said with an uplifting tone, feeling responsible for the sudden change on her friends face.
“Of course! I’m Fine!” she blurted the first lie with a fake smile plastered on her face “I was just thinking what to do later” the second lie “he didn’t even cross my mind today!” the biggest lie. 
That was her life at the moment, a series of denial, lies and pretending. Pretending to be fine, pretending not to be hurt, pretending to be strong, and pretending not to miss him.
“Why do we feel like hugging people when we are tiered?”
— “Do you feel like hugging me?”
– “I’m only asking a question..”
–“But you just left work, so you are probably tiered.. Which means you asked because this is how you feel”
– “Boys!! I’ll just google it, like a women!”
— “hey, I feel like Hugging you too..”
She got the chills remembering that conversation they had a year ago as she rested her head against the car door and pretended to hear what Nayla was saying. She wasn’t sure if it was the loud House music, the sun, Naylas non-stop chatter or persistently trying to block every memory of him, but she was tiered enough to wish life would stop for a while and give her a break. A breathing break, long enough for her to breath him out of her system, to breath out all the feelings that she inhaled the day they hugged.

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[24 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on No Hope or Agenda… (2) | 0 views]
Rolling the window down and smoking felt incomplete now that it’s not softly escorted by her voice coming through his ear piece, “how can a person so small seal that much of space in my life, a space I never knew existed” he wondered. 
“ana mo netfa, ent elnetfa!” he remembered her objecting through her giggles, and the smile that followed that thought was soon replaced with his sadly bewildered face, he knew it was the right thing to do, they both knew it was the right thing to do, it was a beautiful thing that they had but no one could understand it and it wasn’t the right time for it, and the right time might never come. They were emotional, affectionate and loving, it wouldn’t have made sense for them not to fall in love, even if it was against all logic. 
He wanted to call her, just to hear her voice; he looked at the digital clock in front of him. “She is probably sleeping now” He convinced himself trying to stop the temptations of hearing her sweet sleepy hello from crawling deeper into his rational self. 
He took a look at her status “Is she writing a message? Why now? Can she hear my thoughts?!” he kept checking his phone restlessly, trying hard not to lose concentration on the road, but his phone didn’t make a sound or a flash. He parked his car, and rested his head on the steering wheel keeping his eyes on the phone he placed in the cup holder, but her status was not showing she is writing a message anymore “Did she stop typing? Or is there something wrong with the network? Why is she doing this to me? Oh, God.. Why am I waiting for a message, I’m a man I can’t let feelings get to me, I can’t let her get to me” he picked up his phone typed less than 12 characters and switched it off “I did the right thing” he repeated over and over again as he made his way in the house, left his keys on the console and dropped his weight on the red couch. “I’m doing the right thing” he confirmed to himself one more time before he finally fell asleep.   
It was one of those days, when a person would feel obliged to be optimistic, sunny with a coo l breeze, the beautiful soon-to-be-winter weather on the Island. “I’m sorry!” she said with a shy smile, picking up her coffee, which has been waiting on the counter for more than 5 minutes.
“Could you not be sorry for once” Nayla rolled her eyes.
“He called my order 3 times, if you weren’t yep yapping I would have heard him and finished drinking it by now!!”  She teased her, but Nayla only rolled her eyes again and continued “So I decided I’m so over him, he is too confused about what he wants, he has no plans for the future and I can’t live like that. I need structure, you know!” before taking a bite of her cheese cake.
“Said the unemployed girl, with very weird ambitions” she joked as she took another sip of her coffee and flipped through her BAZAAR.
“Moving on..” Nayla ignored her friends comment “I just think maybe I’m immune to that fairytale love, I’m a modern women with practical love, yea?”
“You are pretty modern” she nodded in agreement still flipping through the pages “But to be honest, I can’t help you in the department of love.. food! I know” pointing at her almost empty plate “books! Maybe.. clothes! Not so much” tapped her finger on one of the Models in the magazine “but love is something I never mastered. I think I can safely say I’m as clueless as a virgin when it comes to love and relationships” she raised her eyebrows with a gimmicky smile.
“A virgin won’t stay a virgin if she was clueless!! And are you saying you’re not lovesick at the moment? Because if you are not then you need to explain how could you inhale that piece of cake when I only took 2 bites of mine!!” and as soon as Nayla finished those words her friend felt nauseous.
She remembered him moaning over a piece of cake and raving about a cupcake, he liked his cakes as much as he liked his burgers and as much as he loved his pizzas, and that’s why she couldn’t finish a meal ever sense, she choked on every bite she had with him on her mind, she hated that they no longer can discuss meals, that she might never hear him order his weird sandwiches on his way back home from football, or his excitement whenever he grilled a steak. 
“It will be fine!” Nayla said with an uplifting tone, feeling responsible for the sudden change on her friends face.
“Of course! I’m Fine!” she blurted the first lie with a fake smile plastered on her face “I was just thinking what to do later” the second lie “he didn’t even cross my mind today!” the biggest lie. 
That was her life at the moment, a series of denial, lies and pretending. Pretending to be fine, pretending not to be hurt, pretending to be strong, and pretending not to miss him.
“Why do we feel like hugging people when we are tiered?”
— “Do you feel like hugging me?”
– “I’m only asking a question..”
–“But you just left work, so you are probably tiered.. Which means you asked because this is how you feel”
– “Boys!! I’ll just google it, like a women!”
— “hey, I feel like Hugging you too..”
She got the chills remembering that conversation they had a year ago as she rested her head against the car door and pretended to hear what Nayla was saying. She wasn’t sure if it was the loud House music, the sun, Naylas non-stop chatter or persistently trying to block every memory of him, but she was tiered enough to wish life would stop for a while and give her a break. A breathing break, long enough for her to breath him out of her system, to breath out all the feelings that she inhaled the day they hugged.

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[22 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on Funny We No Speak Americano!! | 0 views]

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[21 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on No Hope or Agenda… (1) | 0 views]

“How can you love me the same way but not miss me?” her words echoed in his head as he looked back at his screen and went through their messages again.It was the night everything changed, everything went back to its right place, everything was in o…

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[21 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on No Hope or Agenda… (1) | 0 views]

“How can you love me the same way but not miss me?” her words echoed in his head as he looked back at his screen and went through their messages again.It was the night everything changed, everything went back to its right place, everything was in o…

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[17 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on Eff or Bee(13) | 0 views]

Okay this post was a quick one because its winter break! I need my vacation :$ teheh but since I promised you … I wrote a quick one ;)___________________________________________________JawaMe: Don’t go! We need to talk about this !3thman: Jawa What’s…

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[17 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on Eff or Bee(13) | 0 views]

Okay this post was a quick one because its winter break! I need my vacation :$ teheh but since I promised you … I wrote a quick one ;)___________________________________________________JawaMe: Don’t go! We need to talk about this !3thman: Jawa What’s…

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[13 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on Richie Rich .. (2) | 0 views]

During the melcha, there were some warning signs, but she was too happy to notice them:At the restaurant:”I will order the ceasar salad and Veal Milanese “, she said to waiter.”Nothing for me”, he quickly added.”Don’t you want to eat anything? “”I had …

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[13 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on Richie Rich .. (2) | 0 views]

During the melcha, there were some warning signs, but she was too happy to notice them:At the restaurant:”I will order the ceasar salad and Veal Milanese “, she said to waiter.”Nothing for me”, he quickly added.”Don’t you want to eat anything? “”I had …

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[12 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on Richie-Rich .. (1) | 0 views]

Remember my infamous question in my very first post?The one I un-ashamedly asked dad before I say yes to X?Now I know how horribly it could have all gone wrong.*shudders*..She is a delicate flower, the apple of her parent’s eye, a ray of sunshine who i…

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[12 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on Richie-Rich .. (1) | 0 views]

Remember my infamous question in my very first post?The one I un-ashamedly asked dad before I say yes to X?Now I know how horribly it could have all gone wrong.*shudders*..She is a delicate flower, the apple of her parent’s eye, a ray of sunshine who i…

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[10 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on اغتصاب بأمر المحكمة | 0 views]

جملة صغيرة، بذات عنوان البوست، مرت علي في شريط إخباري

استفزتني

بحثت أكثر حتى وصلت إلى القصة كاملة
وياريتني ما وصلت
ولا قريت
.
.

بيبي – فتاة باكستانية عمرها 18 عاما

بأمر من محكمتهم القبلية
سحبوها من وسط بيتها
وعلى منصة عالية بوسط الساحة وضعوها

وتحت مرأى حشد من الناس تجاوز الألف
أحضروا أباها وأجبروه أن يكون بالصف الأمامي

واغتصبوها

أربعة رجال

من أعضاء المحكمة نفسها
صعدوا المنصة


مزقوا ملابسها
وهي ترتجف خوفا.. وخجلا


وتحت أعين الناس تناوبوا عليها
واحدا تلو الآخر
اغتصبوها

مرة

مرتان
ثلاث مرات
وأربع

لم يرحموا ضعفها، لم يرحموا بكاءها وصراخها
فهم برأيهم يطبقون عقاب المحكمة


لم يرحموا ذل الأب، لم يرحموا هوانه بين الناس وهو يستجديهم
فهم ينتقمون لشرفهم

ماذا حصل؟
مالجريمة الشنعاء التي لأجلها استحقت بيبي هذا العقاب الهمجي؟

أخو بيبي
الطفل البالغ من العمر 11 عاما فقط
تمت رؤيته برفقة فتاة من قبيلة أخرى
قبيلة تفوق قبيلة بيبي مستوى

ولهذا
ولهذا فقط

استحقت أسرة بيبي أن يحل عليها العار


ولهذا فقط، تم القرار أن تنتهك انسانية فتاة ليس لها ذنب
وأن يطأطأ راس والدها
ويعيش أخوها يتجرع المر على ما تسببه لأسرته


لم يكن الأخ مدركا أنه بمجرد تواجده مع تلك الفتاة
قد أشعل نار الغضب في رجال قبيلتها

لم يشفع له صغر سنه من رغبتهم بالانتقام من الإهانة التي يزعمون أنه وجهها لهم

وبالرجوع إلى المشهد المؤلم، الوحشي لاغتصاب بيبي
فبعد الانتهاء منها
وإمعانًا في التجريح


أجبروها أن ترجع إلى بيتها
مشيًا
وهي عارية

.
.

الخبر هزني من الأعماق

بشاعة ما بعدها بشاعة
تخلف
إجرام

بكيت
بكيت ودعيت لها من كل قلبي
ودعيت لأبوها، وأخوها

لا حول ولا قوة إلا بالله
وحسبي الله ونعم الوكيل

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[10 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on اغتصاب بأمر المحكمة | 0 views]

جملة صغيرة، بذات عنوان البوست، مرت علي في شريط إخبارياستفزتنيبحثت أكثر حتى وصلت إلى القصة كاملةوياريتني ما وصلتولا قريت..بيبي – فتاة باكست…

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[9 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on Once upon a lie 19 | 0 views]

Hellooooo my lovely people!So my followers finally reached 100 YAAAAYY! Ambai so sorry i hadn’t posted in like e a decade ! you must hate me bas wallah things were CRAZY with university gam at3aaab ;( i got sick then i had to study for like forever the…

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[9 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on قمتة | 0 views]

الحياة الديمقراطية هي سبيل الشعب الذي يحترم إرادته في الحياة الحرة، ولا كرامة من غير حرية، ولا حرية من غير كرامة

الشيخ عبدالله السالم

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[9 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on قمتة | 0 views]

الحياة الديمقراطية هي سبيل الشعب الذي يحترم إرادته في الحياة الحرة، ولا كرامة من غير حرية، ولا حرية من غير كرامةالشيخ عبدالله السالم

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[6 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on Hatha alazrag 7beebi | 0 views]

مبروووووووووووووووووووووووووك

يا حلوكم يا الازرق

غسلتوا جبودنا وفرحتوا قلوبنا

أحبكم

انزين ممكن أحد يفهمني ليش الكاس فضي مو ذهبي؟؟

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[6 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on Hatha alazrag 7beebi | 0 views]

مبروووووووووووووووووووووووووك يا حلوكم يا الازرقغسلتوا جبودنا وفرحتوا قلوبناأحبكمانزين ممكن أحد يفهمني ليش الكاس فضي مو ذهبي؟؟

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[4 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on 6alal (4) | 0 views]

Sorrryyyy 6awwalt 3alaikum! bas its been a hectic week! w atwa88a3 nafs L shay next week..bas ba7awil anazzil post mita ma gidart :DThank u all for commenting!OH! btw…missing the evil me? ;)dont worryyy….becuz im BAACKKK WITH MY EVILNESS! Mwa77aaaa…

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[4 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on 6alal (4) | 0 views]

Sorrryyyy 6awwalt 3alaikum! bas its been a hectic week! w atwa88a3 nafs L shay next week..bas ba7awil anazzil post mita ma gidart :DThank u all for commenting!OH! btw…missing the evil me? ;)dont worryyy….becuz im BAACKKK WITH MY EVILNESS! Mwa77aaaa…

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[3 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on What a Great Yesterday .. | 0 views]


… أمس


ولمدة ثلاث ساعات


قلبي كان معلق بريولهم




وبيد الخالدي



وبيضووها

وفرحوا قلوبنا العطشانة


مبرووك حبايبي

مبروك يالأزرق

مبروك يا شعب الكويت


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[3 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on What a Great Yesterday .. | 0 views]

… أمسولمدة ثلاث ساعاتقلبي كان معلق بريولهموبيد الخالديوبيضووهاوفرحوا قلوبنا العطشانةمبرووك حبايبيمبروك يالأزرقمبروك يا شعب الكويتوان…

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[3 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on Nothing Is Really Perfect *4* PART 2 | 0 views]

After her talk with Yasmeen, Jenna stormed out of the house with a soul full of rage. She felt betrayed by her husband. Especially at Dalia. How could she sneak off to see 3bdullah behind Jenna’s back? Did she really need this right now? After all, the…

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[2 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on december 2nd | 0 views]

“Nothing on this planet can compare to a woman’s love – it is kind and compassionate, patient and nurturing, generous and sweet and unconditional. Pure. If you are her man, she will walk on water and through moutains for you, no matter how you’ve acted out, no matter what crazy thing you’ve done, no matter the time or demand. If you are her man, she will talk to you until there just aren’t anymore words left to say, encourage you when you’re at rock bottom and think there just isn’t any way out, hold you in her arms when you’re sick, and laugh with you when you’re up. And if you’re her man and that woman loves you – I mean really loves you – she will shine you up when you’re dusty, encourage you when you’re down, defend you even when she’s not so sure you were right, and hang on to your every word, even when you’re not saying anything worth listening to. And no matter what you do, no matter how many times her friends say you’re no good, no matter how many times you slam the door on the relatioship, she will give you her very best and even some more, and keep right on trying to win over your heart, even when you act like everything she’s done to convince you she’s The One isn’t good enough.

That’s a woman’s love – it stands the test of time, logic and all circumstances”

~ to December 2nds…
NOT November 12ths

Sent from my BlackBerry® smartphone from Zain Kuwait

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[2 Dec 2010 | Comments Off on Nothing Is Really Perfect *4* PART 1 | 0 views]

i RE posted part 1 cuz mdrii shfeeh egoul some parts are covered in white ;/ .. so for this post ama make it all in dark purple. the next one will be ok. al7een im off to writing part 2. ;*****The next morning Jenna woke up and decided to forget about …