<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373294469410387909</id><updated>2011-11-14T11:47:26.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Hiding Place...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yep, im weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01260915758830821916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_br_1gxHa2-E/TIwA3DFpFuI/AAAAAAAAABg/BXSB0pXqse4/S220/403_question%2520mark%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373294469410387909.post-1748573420181318789</id><published>2010-10-02T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T08:03:17.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eager To Know (17)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Helloo..sorry ..sorry and sorry (a) ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“We are going straight to Bostons airport now!!.. Take the nearest&lt;br /&gt;flight to new york .. If the seats are booked ...We will pay as much&lt;br /&gt;as it takes to get the people off of their seats .. And now ill check&lt;br /&gt;online at the time that the plane of newyork heads to Kuwait”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok” Fahad replied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Yala ill just grab my bag and lets move it!!!..and reem if you want to&lt;br /&gt;come 7ayach ..and if not its up to u.. but one things for sure dont try to stop us”&lt;/span&gt; Nouf looked at her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No im coming!!.. even though I think you wont catch the plane”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all headed through the door and went to the nearest bus stop...&lt;br /&gt;They were heading to fahads apartment to go get his car... since Bostons airport is a bit further..&lt;br /&gt;When they arrived to his apartment fahad grabbed his car keys and they immediately got in the car.. fahad drove like a speedy gonzalis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“waaay fahad shway shway..baamoot gabel la no9al elma6ar” reem complained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ma 3alayk”&lt;/span&gt; nouf said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fahad just laughed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they arrived to the airport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf and reem got off of the car while fahad looked for a parking lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf headed to the counter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“3 tickets to new york ..the nearest flight possible”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We have a flight that is boarding now… however you’ll not be able to make it and 2 seats are available only” the lady at the counter said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“however there is another flight boarding an hour from now..would you like to book”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“yes please”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf gave her all the infos the lady needed ..She took any seats available ..then they headed to look for the gate door and while they were doing that they called fahad to meet them on there way&lt;br /&gt;They met with him and handed over his ticket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gate doors were closed ..so they had to wait for 30 mins until they can get in ..so nouf and reem sat in the available  counters outside ..... fahad went over to the coffee shop to grab some food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“shno taboon takloon?!”fahad asked gently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“nothing”&lt;/span&gt;nouf said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“mashkoor mabe shay”reem answered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“kaifkom ill bring something” fahad thought.. they need to eat something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went to the coffeee shop;&lt;br /&gt;( i want 2 cookies 2 croissants .. 3 water and a cheese sandwich.. please)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 5 min. he got his food .. And headed to nouf and reem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While he was heading towards them he was thinking.. wala yaksiroon&lt;br /&gt;el 5a6er...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fahad went straight to where nouf was sitting ... He was standing right&lt;br /&gt;in front of her.. When he called her name she lifted her head slightly&lt;br /&gt;upwards and her eyes rolled upwards to meet his eyes but at the same time her head&lt;br /&gt;was tilted downwards.. she was suddenly embarrassed for practically no reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Na3am”...&lt;/span&gt; She responded while her eyes met his&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I brought you food”.. He looked downwards to meet her eyes.. but when he looked into her eyes he was suddenly confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“I'm not hungry”&lt;/span&gt; she replied sadly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You need to eat something nouuf!!” He was kind of worried but didnt&lt;br /&gt;want to admit it..he thought if only he can make things better and not let her worry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fahad then turned to reem .. “U need to eat something !” he told her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No thanks .. U go ahead and eat.. 3afya”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Allah y3afeech”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“yala 3ad”.. He pleaded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“i have coookies criossants and a cheese sandwich and for drinks I just brought water”&lt;br /&gt;“wat would you like”he felt like he was talking to himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“at least grab a water”  he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He handed over the water .. he gave one to reem..she smiled and thanked him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“noouf”he called out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;okay give me the water”&lt;/span&gt; she replied with a sad tone and laid out her hand to grab the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“tifathilay” he said gently and handed over the water.. she lay her hands to grab the water.. she felt the cold water bottle and the warmth of something else that made her heart beat ..she touched his hands.. her heart started beating faster when she felt his finger ..it was so warm compared to her frozen hands… she got puzzled and reacted hastily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fahad on the other hand.. when he felt her soft hands he felt the blood in his veins weaken…he just walked off and took a seat on the other end of the counter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/for about 20 minutes there was silence.. each one of them were wondering off with their own thoughts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373294469410387909-1748573420181318789?l=my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1748573420181318789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2010/10/eager-to-know-17.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/1748573420181318789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/1748573420181318789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2010/10/eager-to-know-17.html' title='Eager To Know (17)'/><author><name>Yep, im weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01260915758830821916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_br_1gxHa2-E/TIwA3DFpFuI/AAAAAAAAABg/BXSB0pXqse4/S220/403_question%2520mark%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373294469410387909.post-5935465012341850402</id><published>2010-09-13T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T12:08:37.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eager To Know (16)</title><content type='html'>hello.... thanks for your comments!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eager To Know..&lt;br /&gt;continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“reem gooleely shisalfa!!? El 7eeen”&lt;/span&gt; nouf was desperate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I mean u can go in but..” reem was confused she did not know what to say nor how nouf will react&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“but what!? mara itgooleely u cant go in.. mara itgooleely u can.. what is wrong!!?”&lt;/span&gt; she was furious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“is just that... you won't find jawa in there” reem’s cracking voice came out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“why!? where is she?!..wasnt she sleeping when I left?.. did she leave to go get some coffee or something!?..and why did you leave her to go out all by her own “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“she is no where near ”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“where is she then!!??”&lt;/span&gt; nouf’s voice grew louder and louder each time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"your really killing me.. tell me whats wrong!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“just calm down and breathe in and out!” reem then started breathing heavily herself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“reeem!!!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“k she wasn’t sleeping when u thought she was, she was packing her bags, I cought her doing that then she basically walked out the door and headed to the airport”&lt;/span&gt; reem words came so quickly out of her month from the nerve wracking situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“why would she go to the airport?”..&lt;/span&gt; nouf definitely knew the answer but she did not what to believe it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“she is going to catch a plane that is heading to new york..then from new York to Kuwait”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“it’s not a holiday!...is she planning to come back?”&lt;/span&gt; nouf swallowed the grief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t think she wants to continue studying abroad..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“she won’t come back?”&lt;/span&gt; nouf asked again hopelessly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“she said she’ll come for visits” reem said with a smile.. trying to make the best out of the situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“oh okay then”&lt;/span&gt;nouf was deeply saddened from the whole situation especially because jawa didn’t say her goodbyes.. she was also shocked at the same time… at first she shouted counTinously .. but now as if she was numb and the world around her was slowly clampsing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I tried to stop her.. I really did.. nouf!” reem convinced nouf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“I'm sure u did.. im sure u did”&lt;/span&gt;nouf replied while her body was present but her brain was wondering out another place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fahad was there, he heard the whole conversation every single word… he didn’t went back home when he heard the panic in their voices …as he was listening to wat happened .. he was slowly pacing his way towards them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he reached them he said “ha 3asa ma shar?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reem explained.. he listened..as for nouf she was out at the moon…she had all kinds of thoughts running into her brain about her beloved friend jawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“cant we stop her now!?? ”fahad asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"yes stop her now.. yes we can stop her.. yes we can bring her back here.. she can study here with me ..yes lets stop her" &lt;/span&gt;nouf woke up and was trying to find solutions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"but.."reem tried to talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"no reem .. you listen to me.. we will stop her!.. and tonight jawa's sleeping here.. do you understand!?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"im here to help..so what's the plan?!" fahad asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...thank you for reading beloved readers ;**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373294469410387909-5935465012341850402?l=my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5935465012341850402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2010/09/eager-to-know-16.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/5935465012341850402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/5935465012341850402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2010/09/eager-to-know-16.html' title='Eager To Know (16)'/><author><name>Yep, im weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01260915758830821916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_br_1gxHa2-E/TIwA3DFpFuI/AAAAAAAAABg/BXSB0pXqse4/S220/403_question%2520mark%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373294469410387909.post-6866607702539880259</id><published>2010-09-11T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T15:43:59.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A year gone by....</title><content type='html'>Hellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it may have been a year that I haven't posted anything.. and it toook me like an hour to remember my account name and stuff ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I have to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sorry if someone was ever reading my blog and I haven't continue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sorry if you thought I've forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sorry if any messages weren't replay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I've never forgotten the readers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do have my reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for that I want to say if any want to continue reading my story please replay... i dont blame whoever have forgotten the story or maybe even the readers don't exist anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my story is reality along with  a lot of fiction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting with once  upon a time.. one day when the time is right i want to write a compeletly true story!!! i hope it will be promising XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373294469410387909-6866607702539880259?l=my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6866607702539880259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2010/09/year-gone-by.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/6866607702539880259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/6866607702539880259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2010/09/year-gone-by.html' title='A year gone by....'/><author><name>Yep, im weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01260915758830821916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_br_1gxHa2-E/TIwA3DFpFuI/AAAAAAAAABg/BXSB0pXqse4/S220/403_question%2520mark%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373294469410387909.post-2345518160755882211</id><published>2009-10-04T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T04:19:08.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eager To Know (15)</title><content type='html'>Previously&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;Jawa went down stairs.. she got help with her bags from the taxi driver.. then she got in the car and drove off.... while reem was left upstairs staring at the door.. she kept staring at it... rewinding her thoughts.. she couldn;t believe her eyes.. couldn't believe that she just let jawa walk off the door like this.. but she couldn't stop her.. and now she is just thinking.. how do i tell the others..over and over and over again...&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at the hospital… nouf and fahad sat on the seats that were available in 7amad’s room… they sat there staring at him… he was sleeping they guessed… few minutes later the doctor came in… they asked him a few questions.. if he was okay and all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“7amad is injured..and have some deep wounds… it may hurt for a while but by the time it will all heal..and no he is not in a comma.. he was awake earliar today..but now he want back to sleep… this usually happens when ur injured ur usually tired and he needs the rest anyway” the doctor replied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“aha.. so he doesn’t have broken bones or anything?” fahad asked concerned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“no ...but the wounds r deep.. he’ll have to stay in the hospital for a while… with the wounds he have he’ll not be able to do a lot.. the best thing is for him to stay in the hospital and rest… until he gets better.. it is a miracle that he does not have any broken bones”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“el 7imdiallah” fahad said in relief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad was struggling to open his eyes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“look maybe he’ll wake up now” the doctor pointed out at 7amad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad finally managed to open his eyes, at first it was like he saw a ray of sunshine nothing was clear then everything went into its place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fahad looked back at him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ha gimt?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“eee.. gaym”..&lt;/span&gt; 7amad struggled words came out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ha salamat.. matchoof shar…it7is inik a7san?” fahad asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ha ee il7imdiallah.. alla eshalmik”… &lt;/span&gt;7amad replied ..he tried to play it cool.. although some parts of his body were numb and some killed him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“wee..7ayaty..salamaat .. inshalla ma fek ela el 3afya oo inshalla bacher it9eer a7san min gabel” &lt;/span&gt;she looked at 7amad with her twinkling eyes..that were filled with grief … and she just didn’t know wat to say.. she was ashamed for what had happened and saddened about the whole situation… she just swallowed the pain..since she didn’t want to cry infront of him.. she just kept staring at him … with tose pity eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While she was staring at him… fahad looked at her bizarrely and at the same time inquisitively..he never saw this side of her… faj2a tani7 feeha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;… awal mara achoofha chithy 3andaha feelings... tak9er el 5a6er…ga3ed it6ali3 7amad ebnathra malha awal wala a5er.. it’s like she wants to take all of his pain away and put the pain onto her… she just couldn’t bare it seeing him like this… a7is-ha 3ade tabchee eb ay la7tha … bs mabeeha tabchee..walay ra7 atwahag madre shasawe itha ebtabchee 3alay… should we leave before it’s too late?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad broke the ice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“nouf lat7ateen… mafeeny shay ..bss wounds basee6a”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf didn’t know wat to say she just kept staring at him.. with those pitiful eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..wat a lie..laish eychatheb a7is ina mo mista7mel el 3awar..magdar achoofa chithy … ga3ed yig6a3 galbee..7ameer ma itwaga3t kel hatha kanaw emsaween feeh..el walad 9ar ey5ari3 min kither el wounds…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“la inshalla mafee shay..ana mit2aked ina bacher be9eer zayn ..be9eer tarzan oo ebyi6la3 min el mostashfa!” fahad said trying to calm the situation down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad looked at him with the I don’t’think so eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fahad just stared back at him..speechless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“inshalla”&lt;/span&gt; nouf said…&lt;em&gt;waaaaaaay hatha may7is..maychoof ely ga3ada achoofa ana!..he’ll have to stay in the hospital for at least a week! ..;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad just had to pop the question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“shlonha jawa?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“el 7imdiallah bel shi8a nayma”&lt;/span&gt; nouf answered quickly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ee allah yi7afith-ha”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“inshalla”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sat with him a half hour more.. then they left him to rest…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fahad and nouf got out of the building and walked to the bus station quietly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus arrived...they walked in and waited for their bus stops…finally the bus arrived to nouf's destination...she walked off the bus.. fahad followed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“haw…dish da5el..laish la7igny” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nouf questioned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“baw9lech..ba3dayn barkab el bus ethany”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“adil … oo mo awal mara a6la3 ebroo7y”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“adree adree..please don’t make this hard on me….bidam ana weeyach..arta7 itha wa9altech”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“kaifik”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They walked along the side walk quietly heading to the apartment..when they were about to go to the doorstep…there came reem flying out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ha shloonkom.. shlone 7amad?” reem asked trying to distract nouf from going in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“wee maskeen 7amad yak9er el 7a6er..;s”&lt;/span&gt; nouf explained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“allah yashfee inshalla”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“inzayn fahad int shlonick?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“tamam.. el 7imdiallah”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“inzayn shraykom ni6la3..nouf ma tabeen ti6la3een..feeny ehyata?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ta3bana mali 5ilg”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“la yala yala..ta3bana min shino?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“please reem mali 5ilg”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“la yala… oo fahad sharayik tiyee wiyana?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“la u girls go a head”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“la yala reem…..intay 6il3ay please ana mali 5ilg oo thayig 5ilgy”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf tried to get past reem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“yala 3yal banat a5alekom… ma3asalama” fahad walked back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“bye”&lt;/span&gt; nouf replied &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“yala reem move eshfeech!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"inzayn bidam thayig 5ilgech oo chithy 9ayra ka2eeba ..5an 6al3ech it'3ayreen jaw!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"reeem gitlech mali 5ilg!.. baroo7 anam!..yala please wa5ray!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I can’t.. ”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“reem laish .."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i mean u just cant go in"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"haw reem shisalfa !?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s when fahad turned around from a distance ... his ears were wide open ..he heard every word they said.. and now he was curious to hear the answer… he had a weird feeling about this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi ...sorry wala i know iny 6awalt wayed wayed bss now i posted.. i dont have to explain myself..right!? 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Thnks identity and sunset...for ur comments!!.. u make everyone's day!!;D.. srry for not posting frequently (a)!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got out.. the crowd was unbearable… I guess bcuz it was satuarday… I struggled passing through the people…their were a lot of people everywhere… some were buying hot dogs from the hotdog stand… others were heading to the park..with their dogs..and some were with their families and friends… I also encountered a cute couple with their 2 adorable small kids… omg I thought to myself…they couldn’t be any luckier or cuter… I guess people always see the other side of the grass greener… let me enjoy my single life now before I head to the position where they are in ..one day inshalla… I guess they saw me iny emtan7a feehom..they just smiled and walked by… I was still caught up with the crowd… finally I can see my apartment from a distance… I hurried towards it.. but still holding the paper bags tight in order for them not to fall… finally I reached to the apartment door… struggled to get my keys out but was able to grab them and open the door as quickly as I can before the saks fall off of my hand… I went upstairs.. opened the apartment door … there I saw reem awake rushing over to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wee chan gilteely asa3dech!!”reem shouted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reem held the door open..and went to get the other stuff …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wanasa finally real food in here”she said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Ee hehe..inzayn gamat jawa..!?”&lt;/span&gt; .. nouf asked in a devastated tone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“la2 ..shes still sleeping like a baby”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“inzayn mo lazim ingawimha?.. chena namat wayed!?”&lt;/span&gt; nouf undecided&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“la2 la2 5aleeha she needs the rest!.. inzayn im hungry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ee yala ana yayba ashya2 kint basaweelikom breakfast ..bss ri7t el jam3iya oo 6awalt eshway”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“np..el 7een asa3dech itsaween breakfast!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They made breakfast and all .. ate together …and had their chat..nouf told reem about the part when she saw fahad outside the super market.. they chatted for more than an hour now... but still jawa didn’t seem to wake up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf took a glimpse at the watch it was 4:15.. she remembered she had to get ready…fahad will be there at 4;30…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“baroo7 wiya fahad el mostashfa… at 4;30,.. do u want to come along”..&lt;/span&gt; nouf asked reem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“la la intay roo7ay..a5af jawa itgoom ma tilga a7ad”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“inzayn we don’t wake her up?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“no no let her be” she convinced nouf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“k ill go get ready”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ya ur late”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf changed her clothes wore a jeans and a casual shirt.. she didn’t want to over do it… then she heard the bell ringing from downstairs… reem picked it up…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“nouffff… fahad’s here!!” “should I invite him up?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“kaifech… but ill finish in a jiffy” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“well I asked him…he said he’ll wait downstairs”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“k”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After few seconds jawa had finished and rashed downstairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“hala”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“hi.. I thought we agreed to be early?” fahad asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“eshda3wa I just took like one minute extra”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“inzayn ma3alay emshay”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“wats with ur attitude?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“wats with mine?” he asked then laughed a little “hahaha”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“wai3 nevermind.. just let’s get there as quick as possible”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“wat’s with my attitude? ..wat’s with ur anger issues?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“believe me I’ve never been this angry.. since I met u”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“… that’s okay cuz it’ll be over as soon as we finish from this crisis”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they walked silently …. They got to the bus ..they just had to take one bus stop and they would be just infront of the hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ka fe kirsy..ma tabeen tig3adeen?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“no im fine.. ill stand”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“k its up to u”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silent began again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“this is our stop..we need to get off here”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus stopped and they both walked out.. they took a few minutes walk to get to the hospital  .. they got there… then finally found 7amad’s room and got in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reem back at the house…decided to check on jawa… she opened the door of her room and couldn’t believe her eyes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“eshga3ada itsaween” reem asked confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“I’m leaving.. I can’t stand it anymore”&lt;/span&gt; .. jawa said while packing her bags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“you can’t just leave!” reem’s voice was filled with anger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“why not?.. you can’t stop me”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“jawa.. please stop this.. this instant… let’s have a talk first.. let’s figure things out?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“figure wat out? .. I need my parents and they need me”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“you can’t just take off just bcuz of one little crisis!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“and wat about nouf? Ha? .. she’ll be devastated!!” reem was even more frustrated by her selfishness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“how can you be so selfish!!” she blurted out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“I know that nouf is a strong girl… she can handle things by her own.. ill visit her from time to time… and who knows.. maybe ill come back..but for the mean time im staying in kuwait..at leat for just one year to se how things are going with my parents”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“you will just throw your studies away like this..ull mix up everything… think it over… wat ur doing is outrageous" her teeth tightened while she talked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“I thought it over more than once I think its time…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“won’t you wait until nouf comes back… won’t you tell her!?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“no the whole point of me leaving now is cuz I don’t want to hurt nouf… I want to leave before she gets here… I cant say goodbye its too painful… ill leave her like this..i think its less painful!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“leave her like this… r u crazy!!... she’ll really get disappointed!!..”.. “god help me with this lonic”..”allah ya36eech el a38el inshallah”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ameen”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“when is ur plane?” reem asked filled with frustration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“after 2 hours!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;“which airlines?.. when did u book ur ticket?.. weren’t you sleeping the whole time?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“no I wasn't sleeping and I could hear you guys out in the living room..and when nouf left I started packing… oo I called early morning asking for any plane available.. and I found one… from boston to London.. then London to Kuwait”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“who will pick you up in q8!.. does ur family..know that u'r coming back!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“no .. my parents don’t … but my brother and sister yes.. and my bro will pick me up at the airport”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“omg.. u got everything figured out...but please stay here.. u just can’t leave everything that you've got here.. and go to Kuwait without ur parents knowing”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“5ala9, my mind is set… that’s it reem.. sorry.. but nothing will every let me change my mind”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ya and wat about 7amad ha? Wat about him?”&lt;br /&gt;“you confessed ur love to him yesterday… u literally said I love you!..and now ull leave him hanging.. he almost got killed to save ur life!!.. wat have u got to say about that!”… reem’s bursting words came out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“it’s not like he really heard me say it… and that’s why im leaving now in order not to get attached to him any further… it’ll be easier to leave him now .. besides guys forget..and maybe he’ll find someone else”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“wat if he doesn’t forget.. wat if he wakes up today or any other day.. wat if he gets better and asks about u… wat would we tell him..should we tell him u left… do u want him to kill himself again”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“it's not like we perfectly knew each other… he might be crushed at first..but he’ll get over it.. but I don’t know if I will.. don’t you think this whole process is hard on me too.. don’t u think my heart is pudding faster every second I think about leaving.. don’t u think I feel sorry leaving nouf all alone.. and 7amad.. this all hurts inside...but also I got another home another family back at my country.. that needs me more”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I won’t change your mind wont I?…ur really leaving today” reem asked suddenly so calm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“yes im leaving …as a matter of fact I have to get going now.. my taxi driver is waiting outside..”&lt;/span&gt;jawa said while closing her bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“u have few stuff left .. wont you take them?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“I don’t have room for everything..ill come back and take them another time..inshalla.. I plan to come here again inshalla” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“inshalla.. cant u drop everything and stay…go back another time for ur holidays ”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“reem.. my mind is set...please don’t make this any harder on me!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“k ..so I guess this is goodbye..then?” reem asked sadly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ya ..it is”..&lt;/span&gt;she hugged reem so tightly … for few seconds.. then the tears came out they both started crying’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“it’ll be hard to mention this to nouf !” reem confessed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ya sorry for leaving you with the most difficult task”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“I have a letter for nouf..can u give it to her this might ease her a little… and 7amad.. just say hi to him for me and tell him i wish him the best.. and for the others.. ill always remember them..ill never forget them for a sec… and I hope all the best luck to u and everyone here in boston”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“inshalla yo9al kilashay!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“thank you so so oh so much reem.. and once again byeee”&lt;/span&gt; she opened the door. .. and walked out with her bag…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“byeeeeee..ill miss u”she said hopelessly while jawa closed the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawa went down stairs.. she got help with her bags from the taxi driver.. then she got in the car and drove off.... while reem was left upstairs staring at the door.. she kept staring at it... rewinding her thoughts.. she couldn;t believe her eyes.. couldn't believe that she just let jawa walk off the door like this.. but she couldn't stop her.. and now she is just thinking.. how do i tell the others..over and over and over again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiii please comment!!... if u liked the post or if u weren't satisfied..either way... please silent readers comment... if there is any ;p.. thnks for reading... always luv my readers! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gd night! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373294469410387909-1427619642591458614?l=my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1427619642591458614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/eager-to-know-14.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/1427619642591458614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/1427619642591458614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/eager-to-know-14.html' title='Eager To Know (14)'/><author><name>Yep, im weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01260915758830821916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_br_1gxHa2-E/TIwA3DFpFuI/AAAAAAAAABg/BXSB0pXqse4/S220/403_question%2520mark%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373294469410387909.post-5581453259562411437</id><published>2009-08-16T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T12:05:14.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eager To Know (13)</title><content type='html'>In the morning…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf woke up while yawning.. ombaaay esa3a 11:30!!.. I got a good night sleep…bss I slept on the couch..;p;p…bs kint abee agoom embacher 3ashan adig 3ala the police station achoof shisalfa…. Oo ba3dayn lazim azoor 7amad bel mostashfa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf walks towards the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;…5an aroo7 asaweelohom breakfast gabel lay goomoon….Nouf checked the fridge and the kitchen cabnets and counters…. makoo 5obiz?.. makoo shay!!!??…. Lazim aroo7 ashtery groceries..bsss la7tha I need to call the police station first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ring ring ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hello &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Can I speak to fahad al-----, .. im his friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait just a minute..ill check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yala eshfee 6awal….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.. fahad is not here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Where is he then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He left the police station..just few minutes ago…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Okay..thnks…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they both closed the phone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abaay wayn ra7aw ..el 7een shlone will I contact them..let me think about this later .. now let me go to the groceries then when I come back ill see how ill contact them…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf tip toed to her room since she doesn’t want to wake up jawa or reem… and she placed on a comfortable blue training.. and wore her flipflops … wrapped her hair in a bun..took her ipod and her over sized bag and headed through the door…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She played the song.. I know you want me 1,2,3,4 rumbaa.. … she was singing and dancing and didn’t realize it… she was so into the song.. then she played the song ….if I were a boy remix ft R.Kelly…she was hooked into the song..she rewinded it a few times.. now shes half way through the song…and the grocery was few steps infront of her&lt;br /&gt;She started screaming a little…:.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;when u lose the one u wanted cuz he is taking for granted and everything u had got destroyed..if I were a booooy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wuRbW725h7Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wuRbW725h7Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Starting from 3:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from nowhere .. came a guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..If I were a girl!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf didn’t realize and continued..:.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"I would turn off the phone…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a random guy looks like he's on his 20's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“i wouldn’t play games..”the guy continued&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf emdamja and so she just continued…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Tell every one is broking so they’d think that I was sleeping alone'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“girl u know that’s wrong!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“I’d put my self first…..cuz I know she’d be faithful waiting for me to come home..to come home!!”&lt;/span&gt; she continued&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But ur not a boooooooooooooy!!!!!!!!!!…so u cant understand!!!!!!!!!!!…..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they both sang:… &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ur not a perfect woman and im not a perfect man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Id listen to her cuz I know how it hurts”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both sang the song..and people started staring..but with smiles on their faces&lt;br /&gt;After the song finished they realized what just happened… and between the audience their was someone she knew who was watching her and was pretty impressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“omg srry I got carried away ...”&lt;/span&gt; her face turned into shades of red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“hahaha… u don’t sing bad at all ;p” the guy said politely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awkward silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“so.. let me introduce myself..im frances..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ohh.. you have a very unique accent” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ya ..maybe cuz I get it from my mom.. u see my mom is from france..and well my dad is from here… this may sound weird but my name is Frances like France.. named after the country..hahaha.. get it?.. sorry if I bore u… and ya I think my accent is mixed with American and French”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“we we.. no it’s kind of interesting” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;she said joyous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“hey..and my name is Hawaii cuz im from hawaii get it?” fahad interupted them.. he came absolutely from nowhere and interfered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“come on honey, we need to go now....u know we’re late” fahad spoke in his American accent ..and pulled nouf by the hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“hi there hawaii!.. nice name… okay so i guess it's byee then …k byee.. hope to see u guys again”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ya ya!! ..bye” fahad said in a cold pitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“see ya byee!!”… &lt;/span&gt;nouf said politely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They walked along the other side..while Frances left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“what was that for? .. honey?”&lt;/span&gt; nouf said angrily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I saved ur life there… u might as well thank me!” fahad said calmly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Thank you.. for wat?.. for interrupting a random normal converstion.. I didn’t have a normal conversation… for a while now… from all this hectic things Im going through these days…u just can’t give me a break once in a while.. .and let me talk to some nice stranger for a change”&lt;/span&gt; nouf said still rather fustrated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“r u done?” fahad still calm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Yes im done”&lt;/span&gt;… then she talked under her breath again in a low pitch &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ya im done with the perfect conversation with Frances ..bcuz of u!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I got ears you know”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ya I know”&lt;/span&gt; she answered still so cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“u just don’t know guys the way I do!.. and believe me he is not wat u think”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“it's not like I wanted to go out with him or something”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“u don’t but wat if he had something else in mind?”&lt;/span&gt; fahad was still calm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“u know wat who cares..if he had something else in his mind!!.. at least someone in this world may have feelings for me!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nouf said very bothered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ohh… I see…so now u’ll accept anyone that comes along bcuz u want someone that has feeling for u” fahad said with a little of irriatation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ya that would be nice for a change”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“you think life is all butterflies… u want a happy ever after with some random guy”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“wats wrong with happy ever after… and yes.. I’ll have to start with some random guy to find the true love of my life”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“hello ..we r in the real world here!.. not in cinderella… and u just cant go around and talk to random strangers… cuz if u give everyone there way… and paractically tell them the story of ur life… or fall for a guy u barely know…ull be srry cuz let me tell u something ull be in deep shit!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“wat do u know.. and it’s not of ur bussiness anyway!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anger was fabricating inside of her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“well let me tell u something.. srry to say this but most guy’s here are ass wholes… but u girls are tricked by thinking that they have love u..and think that he might be ur ticket to fairy world”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“whatever..i bet someone one day will really love me..even if u say another”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“yes why not.. someone will love ya.. after all ur not that bad.." he said jokingly "i was just giving u some advice ... it's up to u to take it ur leave it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“thank you for your so called advice” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I see u don’t want me here anymore” fahad said cooly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“I think u got that one clear.. I just want to get some groceries and get going”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“so i guess u don’t want to know how I got out?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“wee forgot ..u made me forget with ur non –sense”&lt;/span&gt; nouf returned to a calmer tone now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“it’s no nonsense believe me.. anyways..they just let us out… but its not fully over..when the other men get fully recovered and back on track.. their might be a court order and all”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“wee..shinsawee..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“don’t worry when the time comes..ill inform u ..inshalla”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“and about 7amad?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ya I was gonna bring this up…ill go to him this early afternoon..would u like to come along”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ya … I really want to go but I don’t know exactly where it’s located”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“k ill be outside waiting at 4;30..we don’t want to be late..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“k that sounds good”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“btw im doing this for 7amad’s sake … im not this random stranger that want to go out with u” fahad said teasingly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“wow.. that’s a nice thing to say… well I don’t think I would ever talk to a stranger like u.. if I ever met u… so thank god we were introduced by 7amad! Or else u would never have this face talking to u”&lt;/span&gt; nouf said a little full of her self and with irritation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“im thanking god already… c ya” fahad said and walked swiftly to the other side of the road and disappeared between the crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don’t know wat was that all about.. but omg he is so cocky.. he was like ..look at me…I know every thing.. about girls and boys.. I am this perfect guy that nobody can have ..bla bla bla…5alee waly zayn... just let me get my groceries before it’s to late… I need to get breakfast ready… so I went in ...took a cart and took everything that I need but with moderation cuz I knew I was alone and would have to carry all these saks by myself back to the apartment.. when I got everything I need I headed to the cashier took the stuff ...placed them in paper bags ...hugged the saks tight so they wouldn't fall off..and headed towards the door exit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373294469410387909-5581453259562411437?l=my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5581453259562411437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/eager-to-know-13.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/5581453259562411437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/5581453259562411437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/eager-to-know-13.html' title='Eager To Know (13)'/><author><name>Yep, im weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01260915758830821916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_br_1gxHa2-E/TIwA3DFpFuI/AAAAAAAAABg/BXSB0pXqse4/S220/403_question%2520mark%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373294469410387909.post-3119656595135294091</id><published>2009-08-12T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T15:35:12.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>srry</title><content type='html'>hii... srrry... wala bacher inshalla post e6weel ...gd night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373294469410387909-3119656595135294091?l=my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3119656595135294091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/srry.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/3119656595135294091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/3119656595135294091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/srry.html' title='srry'/><author><name>Yep, im weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01260915758830821916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_br_1gxHa2-E/TIwA3DFpFuI/AAAAAAAAABg/BXSB0pXqse4/S220/403_question%2520mark%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373294469410387909.post-2796184404478619418</id><published>2009-08-12T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T15:02:24.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eager To Know (12)</title><content type='html'>hiiiiii... srry mo post ey6weel wayed oo not one of my best posts...bare with me inshalla ey9eer a7la...i hope ;s ... love ya all!!... oo to my friends who came back ..7imdiallah 3asalama.. love u!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;“guys ..more like gangsters were bothering our friend…so 7amad that is laying there on the ground..stepped in… to help her…than we saw him surrounded by many men so we stepped in and fighted them off …but a few had ran away and the rest of the story u’ll have to ask 7amad when he wakes up..”&lt;/span&gt; fahad explained the situation to the police ..&lt;em&gt;he will wake up won’t he? fahad thought&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“come boys…ull all have to go to the police station…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“yes sir…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ambulance took 7amad and the rest of the boys who got injured to the hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“nouf riday el shi8a..now!” fahad protested&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“la bag3ad asa3idkom..im sure ull face all sorts of problems..and I don’t even know wat the police will do to u guys…and specially because we are arabs..they might be prejudgests”&lt;/span&gt; she said frightened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"la2 lat 7ateen…oo hatha shi’3ilna mo shi’3ilech..just go back to the apartment … 3abdulrazaq is on his way to walk u back”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“k if u say so…but please if u need anything ow itha 3andikoom 5abar eydeed goolooly.. oo allah ma3akom…oo 7adda mashkooreeen ma ga9artow!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“wela eyhimech..el 3afow…yala now just go back to the apartment”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf walked towards the apartment with razaq…meanwhile fahad and few of his other friends headed to the police car..and the rest were in the ambulance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went to the police station ..it was night time... the police made few interigations.. and there were also investigators investigating the crime scene..where the fight took place..they kept fahad and 3 other friends.. nawaf, bader, and yusef in the jail cell for the night so that in the morning they could ask them few more questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile reem placed jawa to sleep…she slept quite quickly for a girl who had all this drama going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reem stepped into the living room tip toeing quietly in order not to wake her up ..and met nouf in the living room and they both started chatting.. nouf was telling her what happened…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“agoolech a7san wa7da itgoolech kilashay and she tells u everything in specific details is jawa cuz she was there from the start of the scene…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ee 9a7..bss maskeena ma nigdar nis2alha el7een”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ee la2 ma ra7 nis2alha ela itha galatlina and if not we’ll ask her after few days later when she gets better”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“bss wala 7aram 7amad… embayin ina 7amad oo jawa 9ij ey7iboon ba3th.. oo fahad ya raby bss choofay shakla wala yakser el 7a6er.. oo wala yizahom allah 5ayer they stood up with us … without them we would be in a mess now..”&lt;/span&gt; nouf said convincingly but at the same time she felt weird about jawa and 7amad loving each other.. even though she is totally over him… she still didn’t fully accept it.. cuz she also thought jawa hated him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ee wala.. ..ya7laylhom…inzayn mo chena intay kintaay it7ibeen 7amad?” reem asked confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“reem laish? Eshdarach?”&lt;/span&gt; she asked anxiously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“haw nouf eybayin”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“9ij eybayin? …la2 ma a7iba…oo he really likes jawa…i just see the look on his face when he sees her and that tells it all”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“and you are okay with that?right?” reem asked concerned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ee ombaaay..  jawa tistahil wa7id nafsa… oo ba3dayn I deserve better…jk…but really…I didn’t feel different or special when I was with him… u gotta feel something when ur standing beside someone u love ….don't u?... cuz i chatted with him today at lunch..oo he was just ordinary”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ee..ee!!...when you really love someone… u always feel that u miss him no matter what….oo it7iseen like the whole world stops when u look at him!! .. u also have this weird feeling when ur around him..but at the same time it feels good”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“that’s not quite the feeling I had when I was with 7amad…madre 7asayta 3adee… nothing really special ...nothing other than the ordinary … but don’t get me wrong he is a good guy!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ya7laylech nouf” reem gave nouf a big hug.. “come here… wala intay ebtilgayn wa7ed mo bss emoot feech!!.. cuz mashallah ur a lovable person!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“thnks…”&lt;/span&gt;nouf said with satisfactory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Inzayn tabeeny anam 3andech today!?…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ya please!!..wala bss ga3ada a7aty!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“inzayn bss lazim ayeeb my pj’s”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“la la..3a6eech wa7ed min 3indy!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“k kayfech.. it9adgeen ana mali 5ilg amshee.. adre el shi8a jidam shi8atkom.. e8reeba….but I prefer not to go;p”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ee latroo7een..im to worried about everything …I’m sure I won’t be able to sleep today!!... thank god tomorrow is Saturday!! No classes!... inzayn intay tabeen itnameen el 7een?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“no no..i was thinking we watch a movie get our minds off …of all the drama eshwaya…oo indig 3ala fahad from time to time…3andech raqma?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“weeeeeee la nisayt a5tha.. wiya wayhy….eshlone kint ba6aman…bss agoolech e9ara7a esti7ayt agoola shino raqmik?..do we call the police station?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“eee indig before we start the movie…..ee 9ij fashla ..bss anyhow..u only wanted his number… in a time of crisis that’s all… it's not like ur doing anything wrong.. i think ;p"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ee here is the police number..bss please intay tikalimay oo ask them for fahad...cuz madre shagoolohom”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“k..wela eyhimech”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She picked up the phone and it started ringing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“yes hello.. can I talk to Fahad al-----"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“who r u?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“his friend”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“k just wait a few minutes….”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“hach nouf tikalimay”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“aloo” fahad responded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“hala…”&lt;/span&gt;nouf replied ..&lt;em&gt;faj2a tana7t&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“hala nouf..shlonkom ..3asa ma shar,,intow bel shi8a 9a7!!?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ee el 7imdiallah ..makoo shay..bss daga a6aman.. e9ar feekom?!?...oo e9ar eb 7amad??”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“la mako shay..7amad ma 5aloony achoofa… bss galooly ina ohwa bel mostasha…the name of the hospital is... ------ Hospital… oo he’ll sleep there until he gets better ..oo a7na bss sawolina few interigations oo for the night we aer staying in the jail cell..bcuz tomorrow they'll need to interigate us more and that's all..3adee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“la mo 3ade!!!.. we got u in this mess… oo el 7een intow bisijin!! Omg!!.. oo allah yaster wats next…oo ey5ar3oon hal shir6a..may7iboon el 3arab a7is…” &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nouf freaked out and then dropped a tear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“la la 3adee.. haday e39abech…shino mihnitna itha mo ga3deen insa3idkom!?.. oo naby insa3id 7amad rifijna..oo bel 3ax may 5ar3oon..gitlech lat 7ateen we’ll figure things out… fa bss 5ala9 malech shi’3il ..its none of ur bussiness..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“sniff sniff..bss please take care oo badig 3alaykom bacher inshalla … oo mashkooreeen 7adda... ma ga9artow… o salim 3alaa el bajy..allah ey3eenkom..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“allah eysalmech ...byee lazim a5leech ..take care”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“byeeee..u2”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both closed the phone…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“eshfeech?..e9ar?..shisalfa?” reem asked..she usually asks a million questions at a time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“they’ll spend the night in the jail cell!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“weeeeee…laish?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“madre today they interigated them oo they need them for tomorrow too..fa 5aloohom &lt;/span&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“weee..inzayn can't we visit them tomorrow?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“madre!?... tomorrow ill call…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;inzaynn bss 5ala9 nouf.. adre yik9eroon el 5a6er..bss we aren’t making things any better… basawee hot chocolate…oo nagay film”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“how can we see a movie at a time like this?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“eshtabeena ensawee.. ma nigdar inam..le2na thayig 5ilgna.. fa shinsawee!?..we stare at the walls?...bss 5an choof film!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“inzayn inzayn srry..3ala moody el 5ayis… oo 9a7 gal fahad ma yabeena en7aty”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reem was heating the milk…: … “inzayn nagay film ….shno akoo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"madree ma3indina wayed.. mostly chick flicks.. oo malayt ..they aren't the best films ...fee ..grease ..brides war.. 27 dresses..mrs doubtfire…last holiday..legally blonde…oo…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"k nagay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“wala mayhimy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“a7is 27 dresses eyloog”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“okay” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They placed the dvd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“here are the hot chocolates…”reem came out with the cups in her hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ombaay 7adda thnks” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“no problem… inzayn here r mashmallows itha tabeen”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“thnks”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both caddled up on the couch with a soft blanket with their comfortable pj’s.. holding their hot chocolate milk ..with a bag of mashmallows besides them… while watching the film they cried, laughed and sang..with all the emotions that took place in the movie ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“omg I love this part ..when both of them are at the bar cuz their car broke down..and they get dranked and sang together…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"ya..me2" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"i feel that i can relate to this story...really!.. the whole time she worked with her boss she thought they were both meant to be together... she l0ved him a lot and then she found out that he's not wat she wanted.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"so true... hahaha.. gitlech eyloog!.. but hey she found the right guy afterwards ;p"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"ya hehehe"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes nouf and reem fell asleep on the couch before the movie had ended..since they were exhausted…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373294469410387909-2796184404478619418?l=my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2796184404478619418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/eager-to-know-12.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/2796184404478619418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/2796184404478619418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/eager-to-know-12.html' title='Eager To Know (12)'/><author><name>Yep, im weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01260915758830821916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' 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girls meet their dream guy and all.. but i want to change that a little.. i dont want to create a perfect story... life is not always perfect... and i want people to relate to my story... i think ill add a chubby girl for a change.. and a not so perfect guy ... and ill try making my story different than the ordinary... but i've already started and if i write a new story one day i just want it to be different&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanted to get my thoughts out...i hope i wasn't harsh ;s..heey after all my name is Yep, im weird ;p.... wala i luv u all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373294469410387909-1894343640645118145?l=my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1894343640645118145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-wondering.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/1894343640645118145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/1894343640645118145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-wondering.html' title='Just Wondering...'/><author><name>Yep, im weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01260915758830821916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_br_1gxHa2-E/TIwA3DFpFuI/AAAAAAAAABg/BXSB0pXqse4/S220/403_question%2520mark%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373294469410387909.post-6210313884688522131</id><published>2009-08-09T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T05:02:45.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eager To Know (11)</title><content type='html'>hiiiiiiiii...srrryyyyy adree i didn't post in a few days now ;s...oo i also have to catch up on my readings...but i was busy these days... sorry again....&lt;br /&gt;i luv my readers ;D ... i don't know if any of u remember what happened in the last post ;s...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;previously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite the whole ride…then the bus stopped next to their neighborhood …&lt;br /&gt;7amad placed his hands behind jawa’s back.. but did not touch her.. it was just a signal for her to get out..: “yala jawa namshee”he said in a calm tone&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t even touch me!!!” …. Ombaay madre 3abala ana e7mara.. I fall for him right away …bss im not another girl who he’ll trick with his soothing words..im not falling for him like nouf… lazim ey3arif e7dooda hatha!! He trick nouf first..oo now he’s after me? ;@&lt;br /&gt;7amad didn’t respond.. and swallowed the pain&lt;br /&gt;Then they went out of the bus…and started walking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;When they went out of the bus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“3a6ny echyasy!!” jawa said furiously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“la ana basheelhom lech…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“la ana ba5ith hom .. oo barid el shi8a ebroo7y!..mabeek”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ee bss shi8ty yamkon… fa 5aleeny awa9lech!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“la …ma ra7 amshee weeyak!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“jawa eshfeech…faj2a 3a9abtay!..intay thayig 5ilgech fa 5aleeny awa9lech a7san”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“…tara ana mo e7mara…oo gabel lama kint mo ma36eetick wayh.. wayed a7san… el 7een gimt it6awif e7doodik… oo wats with the hug!!?? Ha!!?”” &lt;/span&gt;her teeth tightened a bit and the tone of her voice got more irate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“kintay 7adech tak9eereen el 5a6er...madre shasawee.. moo 3ala kaify.. I had to put u in my arms… ma gidart… ma gidart..amsik nafsee..kint abeech it3arfeen ina ill always be here for u…!.. oo 7attan ana wela mara asaweeha!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“huh!!...that’s wat they all say..go trick some other girl but not me...im not stupid... the biggest mistake that i did is that I fell for u for a second..oo lamaytik…bss ashwa iny estaw3abt ‘3al6ity!…I know how boys are like ..they would trick any girl that falls for them!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"ur right jawa.. u can't trust anyone these days… there are guys like that but not all of them…I swear there are good ppl in this wordl like there are bad people too…but jawa u don’t give a chance for the good people to open up to u.. some ppl really care but u just don’t realize it!”  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;he said pleadingly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“k our conversation is over…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“..3ala ra7tech ..tifathilay echyasech…oo ana mashee..”&lt;/span&gt; he walked in another direction…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jawa was super angry grabbed her stuff and started walking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;….after walking in separate ways for a few minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“Ombay 9ij ejra7anty oo thygat 5ilgy oo ba6at chabde..bss shasawee lazim al7agha …ba3ad mabee ey9eer feeha shay le2nha em3a9ba..adree ina mo thambha it3a9ib she has a lot going in her mind…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yala el 7een alga dareej aridlaha..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jawa;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;waaaay ba6 chabdee …9ij kan ga3ed ey7awel e9eer 6ayeb.. bs madre madree ..shisalfa…a7is im gonna explode…im confused… oo el 7eeen I miss my parents oo my home town oo im worried sick ooo plus I just blew off my chance with 7amad..madre itha he’s too nice…ola wara salfa thanya…but I can’t be tricked twice into loving someone ..i have to be careful..specially now that I don’t have my parents…tears dropped again… I tried to walk as fast as possible ..but these huge sacks were bothering me… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly from behind these bushes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey wats up little mama!?” a random guy came up from no where&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;youma min wayn e6la3ow hathayly… faj2a a group of guys came out..ombaay shakilhom gangsters…I walked faster i can see the apartment…waay laish atfalsaf oo ma 5alayt 7amad eywa9elny… oo ba3dayn azifa!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yo..i said wats up gorgeous!?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ignored and kept walking ..it usually works but noo they don’t want to leave !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“hey pretty lady ..why you crying!?.. did someone hurt u!?..come to papa!!”another guy said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“waaay wai3..shino come to papa..ombaay wayn athlif adig 3ala nouf!?..la la ..or 3ala 7amad? …la la..I don’t need his help!!.. besides few seconds and ill arrive!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Heeey..let me see wat u got there!!..give me those saks…ill carry it for u”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hatha wayh gentleman…shakla itha ebya5th hom… bebooghom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Give it to me its okay..gorgeous …” and they tried to pull the sak from jawa’s hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they went to far now&lt;/em&gt;…"&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;wa5er ya7marr!!..wa5er 3anY!!... abaay laishh ga3ada atkalam bel 3arabi!!..ma yifham…move move!!..i said move away from me or ill...!!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Im just trying to help u… put if u don’t want then ill have to force u"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;waay e7marrrrr…ombay ga3ed eymid eydaa 3alay… I started screaming&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;…"HELP!!”..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; i just wanted to cry…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suddenly I saw the guy laying on the ground.. omg someone had punched him…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Few minutes back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7amad kint ga3ed amshee oo ga3ed adawer dereej jawa.. i wanted to see if she arrived safely to her apartment or not.. but then fahad started calling me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“aloo..wayneck…wa9alt ha?” fahad asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“la2!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“shino la2!!?? “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“kanat em3a9ba oo tabee itroo7 ebroo7a”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“shlone it5alee wa7ada thayig 5ilgha oo em3a9ba..oo tawa oboha bel mostashfa itrid el shi8a ebroo7haa…!!? Ha!?” fahad voice grew louder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“wala madre” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“shino madree!??...el bint ta7t e3yoona..oo el mafrooth wa9alnaha lay eshi8a..especially after what happened to her!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“alooooo eshfeeck matrid 3alay!? Wayneck!?” fahad asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fahad heard 7amad shattering jawa’s name…and closed the phone on him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7amad ma gidart arid 3ala fahad mo ga3ed asma3 shi5arbi6… cuz I heard voices of men nearby I hoped nobody’s is bothering jawa… than I heard someone say e7mar …it had to be her!!..la2 jawa..laish 5alaytech ebroo7ech ana e7marr…. I went running to look for jawa’s path…where is she!??… then I found her surrounded by boys..how can they be so cruel… then I saw a boy touching her ..grabbing her hand… and she tries fighting him off… nobody touches jawa..nobody!!!..nobody leds a finger on her!!!... with all the anger that was built inside me.. I punched the boy so hard that he fell into the ground.. then they all left jawa alone and they all surrounded me…yaa u want to bother someone.. pick someone ur own size.. beat me but don’t touch her &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jawa; abaaaay 7amad 7abeeby… 6ag el walad… aabaay he saved mee…bss el 7een they’re all surrounding him ...they r a lot of guys and more guys are coming from God know's where ..omg shlone be6ighom shlone!!...shasaweee…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazim adig 3alaa nouf… her phone was ringing…and she struggled to hold the phone cuz her hands was shaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“Nouf nouf nouf!!... plz nouf..6il3ay min el shi8a kamlay seeda tilgayny… 7amad 6ag wa7ed 6ag wa7ed oo el 7een all off them r surrounding him…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;she freaked out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“k k kany.. call the police .. I repeat call the police before something worse happens to him! And dont panick…ola agoolech shlone… ill call the police..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad…hit a few of them..in jawa's eyes he was a superman… but truly he is not comparable to the supermen in the movies..some things are just impossible…7amad couldn’t take them all…and before he knew it …he was hit hard and fell right on the ground… he was now laying helpless in the side walk of boston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jawa starting screaming from the top of her lungs: &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;7aaaaaaaaaaamaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaddd&lt;/span&gt;…but it was hopeless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"jawa 7abeebty..amoot feech ..lat 5afeen ill be fine"&lt;/span&gt;… he said while whispering and struggling to talk.. but  jawa did not hear him.. nobody could hear him..7amad was laying in the ground with his face covered with blood …..&lt;em&gt;im sorry that I couldn’t beat them all up for u …sorry jawa..that I left u alone.. adre 7adee e7mar..srry …plzz get home safely plzz…I think I hear fahad or someone… plzz take care of her.. srry I was too weak…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;jawa jawa …"&lt;/span&gt; he started again... then a painful tear dropped from his eyes it went racing down through his face that was covered with blood….then before he knew it he went to sleep…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Meanwhile fahad..came and brought with him few other guys… and all of them picked a guy to fight off….nouf also came along running ..and brought a guy with her… it was a chaos.. all fighting..but most of them ran away like baby’s when they saw fahad and his friends.. then the police came… and more of these guys ran away when they found out the police were coming expect the ones laying on the ground that couldn’t run off…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When the area was clear..jawa went running to 7amad...and she was shaking him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;“7amaaad 7amaaad.. plzz goom plzz goom goooom…wala a7ibk ..sorry sorry..adre kint e7mara…7amaaad..el 7een adre ina inta '3ayer ..5ala9 u proved ur point...u can wake up now!! ...lat sawy finy chithy …wakee up 7amaad!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;she burst into more tears and placed her head into his chest…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nouf went to jawa.. held her and picked her up…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“7abeebty jawa intay 7adech day5a from all the drama 7abeebty… 5an awadeech el shi8a…. 7abeebty”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“la la ..abee ag3ad wiya 7amad..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" emshay emshay 7abeebty”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reem came over since nouf called her a few minutes agoo…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“omg!!.... shisalfa..shisalfa..!!!??” reem asked shoked with her mouth wide open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“plzz reem take jawa to the apartment and let her go to sleep she's tried and exhausted…poor girl"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“yala ta3alay ta3alay 7abeebty” she held jawa..and walked towards the apartment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“3abdil razaaq!!!” fahad blared out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“na3aam...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“roo7 weeyahom ...wa9ilhom...i have to stay here and figure things out" fahad went running to 7amad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Razaaq went jogging to catch up with reem and jawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot was all so shocking but all the arabs...sticked together...and helped each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The police came towards them... “so wat do we got here!!?” he said in a brutal tone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;thanks for reading!! .. plzz comment ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373294469410387909-6210313884688522131?l=my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6210313884688522131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/eager-to-know-11.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/6210313884688522131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/6210313884688522131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/eager-to-know-11.html' title='Eager To Know (11)'/><author><name>Yep, im weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01260915758830821916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_br_1gxHa2-E/TIwA3DFpFuI/AAAAAAAAABg/BXSB0pXqse4/S220/403_question%2520mark%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373294469410387909.post-7183691704718324562</id><published>2009-08-02T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T04:50:12.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eager To Know (10)</title><content type='html'>i didn't keep u hanging..they literally closed their phones!! ;D.. k here is the next post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ee yala come..byee”&lt;br /&gt;“byee”&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both closed the phones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“srry shaima lazim aroo7 ..madre eshfeeha nouf bss tabeeny arja3 el shi8a .. im gonna see wats wrong…intay ebtig3adeen!?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“la la bamshee weeyach..bss ill have to get out in a different bus stop than urs ...to get to my apartment..bss itha tabeen awa9lech 3adee”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ee ..la la latwa9leeny 3adee...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eshfeehom gamaw…ra7 yirji3oon el shi8a?!..abee awa9ilhom,,a5af ey9eer fehom shay..bss mabee atda5el shasawee!?&lt;/em&gt; 7amad thought&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ha eshfeeck!” fahad asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“..emsh goom…5an rid el shi8a…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“laish!?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“bss abee arid el shi8a.. oo 5an wa9elhom”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“aha men chithy …inzayn yala bss min gal yaboonek!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“inta emsh 5an ni6la3..”&lt;/span&gt; they were getting ready to leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jawa; ombaay 7amad is looking at our direction..shasawee..agoola byee..la la bss 5alee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“jawa.. will u say byee to ur Brother!! ;p …” shaima teased&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“la la we already did&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“k yala emshay”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“yala”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While outside walking along the mall .. looking for an exit..fahad and 7amad catched up with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ha ebti6la3oon!?” &lt;/span&gt;7amad asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ee” shaima replied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;a7na binroo7 el shi8a..intow!?”&lt;/span&gt; … he was sure they were heading to the bus and to there apartment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“e 7attan a7na…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“3adee..we accompany u!??”.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;jawa just say yes&lt;/em&gt;!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“is it okay with u shaima?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ee sure ;p”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“mo gitlech shaima theer balech 3ala jawa!!:p,,,, and now ur permitting a stranger to walk with u home”&lt;/span&gt; he teased&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t think ur a stranger to jawa” she giggled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawa’s face turned into many shades of red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ee oo 5an a3arfkom 3ala my friend!!...5oosh wa7ed ;p”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ee ma 9arat..”..fahad complained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ee hatha fahad.. akbar miny ;p … u can call him grandpa..yay ehny yadres masters!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ow mashalla 3alayk!”&lt;/span&gt; jawa said in shoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“mashalla” shaima smiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fahad grin grew wider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“laaa oo ana mashalla 3alay ba3ad..gam adres!!! … I see the ladies fell for u!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“hahaha… inzayn shlone boston!?...itwanis ola an7ash before its to late!!?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“la itwanis oo the education is good!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“3ishtow education!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad looks at jawa and smiles: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;..."agool 3a6oony these huge saks that ur carrying!!..mashalla 3alaykom el banat itsharoon!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“la2 3adee..” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;she smiled back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“la la 3a6oona!!” fahad insists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“..la yala shaima oo jawa.. laish itsheeloon shay bidam a7na weeyakom..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“yala bss 3a6oona sim3aw el kalam!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“mo gitlokom..ina ekbeer… sim3ow kalama..ey5ari3 tara ;p”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawa and shaima passed on the saks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“la malkom shi8il… 6ayeb ana bss im not perfect”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“7attan kalama ‘3ayer ..ma yitfalsaf nafsy …; p……. inzayn…jawa eshfeech tamsheen ebser3a!!?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ha… la welashay ..bss nouf tabeeny arja3 el shi8a!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“9ij!!..eshfeeha nouf!!!????” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“la itgool mafeeha shay..madree”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before she could continue.... jawa’s mobile started ringing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“no number!!??..akeed min liq8…aloo!?”&lt;/span&gt; jawa answered the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“aloooo..halla youma shlonich!??” her mom replied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“gdgd!!...intay shlonich!? I miss you!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“el 7imdiallah eb 5ayer..wala ana ely walaht 3alaych”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“inzayn laish daga… ya3nee el 7een bel q8 its really early in the morning…akoo shay!”?.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a bad feeling!! ;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“youma sim3eny makoo shay bss…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“bss shino!!??”...&lt;/span&gt; her voice grew louder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“la7tha intay waynech!?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ga3ada amshee lay eshi8a!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ee 5ala9 lama to9leen digay!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“la la kany el 7een ba3ad eshway baw9al el shi8a…ka achoof eshi8a… 3adee goolay lat 5afeen”…..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;I had to say a white lie..cuz if not she wont talk and impatient to know wats wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“7abeebty youma..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im soo scared right now by the sound of my mothers voice ...it seems that she is soo tired!!... I don’t know wat has happened but im sure something is wrong!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“7abeebty…lat 7ateen ..ma kint abee agoolech…bss a7is a7san itha 3araftay miny….oboch bel mostashfa!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;mostashfa!?? Laish ..e9ayer!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“la2 bss oboch ams belayl 6a7…oo waydina el mostashfa manadre eshfee..bss el 7imdiallah el 7een chena a7san…gam…oo el doctor ba3ad eshway begoolina eshfee”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to scream I want to break into tears but that will break my mothers heart…I want to go back to Kuwait now now now now!!.. .i waaaannnt my family!!…right now I feel like a baby who needs his mama and papa!!..and in any minute now I will burst into tears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“7abeebty waynech … waynech,..7abeebty gitlech lat 7ateen!!..inshalla makoo ela el 3afya..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;way does she always make like everything seems alright!!...la2 la2 lazim arid liq8 ag3ad wiyaa obooy!!! baaabaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!&lt;/em&gt; … &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"youma abee arid liq8"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad;..l&lt;em&gt;ama sima3t ha itgool mostashfa i5tir3at..gilt 3asa ma shar….oo el 7een itgool 7ag omha abee arid liq8!!!..la2 la2 la2!!.. e9ayer e9ayer beldinya….kilish wela a3eesh bidoon jawa!!..itha itrid lazim arid magdar magdar!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“youma la2 la2 tokfayn lat 9a3been el omoor… wala itha radaytay oboch ra7 yiz3al..mayabeech it5aleen dirastech oo it3afseen 7ayatech…gi3day ehnak wiya nouf!!..7achayt nouf ana… oo ba3dayn itha 3andech eyjaza… 3ala 6ool …tiyeen liq8 7ag eshway!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..min gal oboy be3eesh laman 7athrity akoon fathya…. La bismillah 3ala oboy..kilish wela oboy…he always had health problems…Ombaay mabee abchee jidamha oo agoolaha chithy…ra7 eytheeg 5ilgha akthar… ana laish safart oo ri7t eb3eed 3an ahly laish!?..el 7een shlone arid liq8…mita bachoof oboy…loo 9ar shay chayid.… omy ma ra7 itgooly..3ashan ma a5tiri3 ..shasawee …I really really want my parents oo el 7een bala3eemy it3awerny le2na ga3ada abla3 bachwity!!..&lt;/em&gt; ….”&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;5ala9 youma lazim aroo7!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ee 7attan ana… theer balech 3ala nafsech oo lat fakreen wayed..adig 3alaych bacher e9ib7!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“byee”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“byee 7abeebty”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I closed the phone..and for a minute the whole world went to a stop.. I don’t know wat to do next… I just want to take the next flight to Kuwait…i want my family.. I can hear them all at the background asking me wats wrong..shaima looks really worried…and 7amad eyes looked worried and fahad’s too..we kept walking until we reached the excit.. I had nothing to say I just stared into the sky.. the sun was going down and its getting darker by the minute.…then I realized we were waiting for the bus stop… after looking at the sky I rewinded my thoughts and thought about wat my mom have said ..and in this moment I broke into tears!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“sniff …sniff!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“the bus arrived..emshay di5lay da5el” …she held jawa by her hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“..jaaa...waaa” he had stumbling words at first.. he was scared to talk &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;.."eshfeech eshfeech!??..bss gooleely eshfeech yimkin agdar asa3dech!?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“obooy ooboooy”.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;she said devastated&lt;/span&gt; then she stopped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“eshfee jawa...eshfee!?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“madree madree mat goolee..bss ely adre ina ohwa bel mostashfa!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eg6a3at galbee wala ….ga3ada tabchee madre madre shasawee..but I have to make things better I cant see her like this!!!...i opened my arms wide open for her…let me be her shoulder to cry on…ombaay eshga3ed itsawee 7amad bss 3ayeeb..faj2a tabeeha she fall into ur arms… bss shasawe magdar asta7mal achoofha chithy oo askit!!...while I was opening my arms..waiting for a response… jawa finally gave in…and for a minute I thought I would die… she dived into my arms… I felt so sad while holding her.. I felt her pain... I know its weird but I felt that I might drop a tear any minute.. I also remembered about my family… but I am strong I am a man .. I am the protector! ..i held her real tight… like I’ve never hold someone before… bçuz I have a feeling that maybe this is the first and the last time ill ever hold her again…although I was really sad..at the same time I was also the happiest man alive and the luckiest...it was the weirdest feeling ever..also my stomach had a weird feeling….I touched her soft brown hair… it's soo soft.. like hugging a teddy bear…..el 7een lazim ahidha..bss 5ala9..i looked in her eyes..her brown watery eyes… and started talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“a555 jawa..lat 7ateen everything’s gonna be alright… oo ba3dayn ya jawa.. ya3ne enass eshkitherhom ely eyroo7oon el mostashfa…oo a7sanla itha ra7 el mostashfa oboch…3ashan eychoofoon eshfee …3ashan ey6ayboona oo they will take care of him…oo 5aly el bajy 3ala rab el 3alameen.. lama tirji3ayn el shi8a 9alay rik3atayn oo ta3awithay min eblees..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ee jawa it3awithay min eblees” fahad didn’t know wat else to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jawa's thoughts were rashing through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ombaaay lama chift wayh 7amad mi5tiri3 …kint lazim ajawib 3ala so2ala.. oo I told him wats wrong.. then he opened his hands wide open ..i saw him… standing there.. in front of me hopeless…with his wide puppy eyes... I couldn’t resist I had to jump right in his arms… I felt safe in his arms,.. I felt that ill be okay…since im with him..i realized he gives me strength… it was the sweetest and most soothing hug I ever had… oo ba3dayn… I had to let goo..also he let me goo… and now I feel awkward.. I did something wrong.. real wrong!!.... how could I hug a man I barely knew!?... I also could tell that shaima and fahad were shocked…and after the hug 7amad had to talk...before i realize the mistake i did.... 7amad he looked at me with his painful eye's..oo he came out with these soothing words ..that made me feel better about the situation..and I really felt secure for a moment… but now the silence is so awkward…and anger is growing on me…how could he!!? How could I? ..even though the hug was the best thing ever.. I shouldn’t have gave in so quickly… I don’t want to be tricked again;s&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ka here is my bus stop..but I can stay with u” shaima broke the silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“la 3adee… nizlay a7na mawjodeen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ee 3adee”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ha jawa amshee?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ee!&lt;/span&gt;”..*sniff sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“byee oo take care..oo 7abeebty if u need anything call!! Im right here” shaima said... &lt;em&gt;ri7t.. 5ift..i think there is a lot of people around her..mabee tit2atha..oo mabee a7in 3alayha…oo a7is a7san shay itha 7amad eywa9ilha..i think he does a better job in calming her down.. adre gilt 7ag jawa theer balech min 7amad..bss madre 7asayta ‘3ayer.. a7isa 7adda 6ayeb oo fi3lan ey7ibha ..i don’t think he’ll even let a fly bother her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“k”&lt;/span&gt; she said emotionless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“yala bye theer balech 3ala nafsech”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaima… went out of the door bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“inzayn ana ba3ad my bus stop is after this one..taboony awa9ilkom”… &lt;em&gt;I think they’ll do fine alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“la2 3ade ..ana agdar awa9ilha”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ee I think ull take good care of her… bss haa 3ad..lama itwa9ilha el shi8a call me oo 6aminy..after all im the grandpa ;p” … &lt;em&gt;adre mo wakta nikat bss shasawee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fahad walked out and 7amad faked a smile…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite the whole ride…then the bus stopped next to their neighborhood …&lt;br /&gt;7amad placed his hands behind jawa’s back.. but did not touch her.. it was just a signal for her to get out..: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“yala jawa namshee” &lt;/span&gt;he said in a calm tone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“Don’t even touch me!!!”&lt;/span&gt; …. &lt;em&gt;Ombaay madre 3abala ana e7mara.. I fall for him right away …bss im not another girl who he’ll trick with his soothing words..im not falling for him like nouf… lazim ey3arif e7dooda hatha!! He trick nouf first..oo now he’s after me? ;@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad didn’t respond.. and just swallowed the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they went out of the bus…and started walking ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;plzzz comment!.. thnks for reading..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373294469410387909-7183691704718324562?l=my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7183691704718324562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/eager-to-know-10.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/7183691704718324562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/7183691704718324562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/eager-to-know-10.html' title='Eager To Know (10)'/><author><name>Yep, im weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01260915758830821916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_br_1gxHa2-E/TIwA3DFpFuI/AAAAAAAAABg/BXSB0pXqse4/S220/403_question%2520mark%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373294469410387909.post-2675326068024405288</id><published>2009-08-01T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T16:23:01.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eager To Know (9')</title><content type='html'>srry in a hurry.. yimkin akoo mistakes..ill respond to the comments later..byeee&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went walking towards a place..and called shaima..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“hi waynech shaima?!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“..mmm.. im near the uni..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“inzayn 3andech shay!?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“la el 7imdiallah 5ala9t all the classes for today..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“aha..ana wala maly 5ilg arid el shi8a… feeny ehyata..tabeen inroo7 nishrablina shay or something!?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Inzayn eshrayech inroo7 last minute shopping.. in this mall few blocks away ..there is like one hour left or more… until the shops close!?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“Ee 5anroo7…that sounds good to me!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“yala gi3day eb the park of the uni.. oo ana yayatlech..about 2 minutes or soo ill be there!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“K see ya soon.. byeee!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawa was standing waiting for shaima to come by… meanwhile she called nouf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“aloo”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“hiii nouf…laman el 7een bel shi8a!?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ee ..laish?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“la2 baroo7 shopping eshway with shaima at a mall ..r u up for it!?””&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“la2 ill pass..bag3ad bel bait..catch up on gossip girls…desperate housewives..grey’s anatomy…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ola k k… that will keep u busy I guess”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ee yala have fun!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“u2 byee!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“byee” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad:… &lt;em&gt;o5 ka jawa wagfa..ebroo7aha ..eshfeeha.. ee akeed tan6er a7ad..ag3ad an6er lama &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;itroo7!? Ola la2?..a5af ey9eer feeha shay!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fahad a new student in Boston …he came to Boston to study his masters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ha 7amood.. eshgam itsawee!?”.. fahad came from behind 7amad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ha la welashay!?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“la achoofeck ..7a6 3ayneck 3ala wa7ada!”!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ha la2 ..bss chithy ga3id achoof itha nawaf 5ala9 min 7i9ita...achoof itha ga3ad bel 7adeega ola la2..bss shakla tawa in class”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ee inzayn..5an nitmasha inroo7 nishriblina shay?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ee zayn .. ana fathy!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“haa shaima ...a5eeran wi9altay!!;p…shlonich!?”&lt;/span&gt; jawa said in excitment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“sorry gimt amshee ebser3a.. zayna el 7imdialalh intay shlonich!?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“gdgd.. tawny 6al3a min English class”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So how was it!?... low el doctor zayn..gooleely..ba5ith mada 3anda!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ee yoo7y ina 6ayeb madree”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ee inzayn lets catch on the bus ebser3a ely eywideena 7ag el mojama3…gabel la eysakroon ow shay!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ee yala ebser3a”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jawa and Shaima went to the bus and arrived at the mall!...they went to a couple of stores and find few pieces of clothes they like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ta3alay 5an nad5al hal ma7al!!.. It looks weird and colorful!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ee yala”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“allah 3ajeeb..choofay this dress…it was a t-shirt dress.. with lots of graphic designs,,and bright colors… “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ee 7ilow..nice 4 the summer”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ee oo its not short I can wear it without anything..ya its so sutiable for the summer!!.. but its sad that boston is a cold state..and its winter most of the year! Oo its getter colder by the minute..at least the sun is still shining in the morning!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ee I say take it oo if its cold there is always next year.. or pair it with leggings or something …oow look at that scarf!.. its so simple and soft.. I need one of those!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ombaay 3ajeeb hal ma7al…I also love this wool cardigan.. shakla 7ilow oo it will keep me warm at night!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaima and jawa looked around and grabbed a lot of things, and went out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Im tired lets sit in a café!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ee yala… 7attan ana ta3abt”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ka this looks like a good coffee shop … it has a wonderful sitting area”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ee.. oo ashwa akoo comfortable couches!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They entered the coffee shop…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“shakly ba5ith..a hot chocolate oo mm.. a muffin..yi3t!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“9ij..3ayal ana ba5ith a coffee oo a cookie!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“waay madre shlone inass yishriboon gahwa ma a7ib!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ ..eshda3wa intay el ‘3areeba .. eshkitherhom ely ey7iboon el gahwa”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They ordered and grabbed a chair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“allah a5eeeran…we sat down …my legs are exhausted!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ee 7adda… yala mita eyiboon gahwity”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“bismillah ni6aray eshway..ma midahom”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“hehehe ;p...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad and fahad entered a same mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“waaay madre laish 5alaytick ti5tar el mokan!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“laish!!?..5oosh mokan..inroo7 ehnak wara..fee wayed gahawy”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ana ma a7ib malls oo chithy… I like small coffee shops that r outside.. where u came smell the fresh air.. not here trapped between the shops!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“inzayn inzayn..hal mara yina ehny ..mara el yaya ..inroo7 bara!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“…. hatha shakla 5oosh mokan… gadita 7ilwa imsh imsh..ra7 yi3jibik!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“… yala ba3ad shinsawee…a5er mara a5aleek itnagee el mokan!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They walked to the coffee shop…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ha eshtabee ana 3azmik”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ muffin… oo may ..mali 5ilg shay!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“inta eshfeek el youm!?””&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“welashay!..yala i6lib 5ali9na!!”&lt;/span&gt; … his mind was with jawa… he was also dissapionted he didn’t make sure she was safe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While fahad was ordering… 7amad turned his face.. and his heart almost stopped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fahad turned his face towards 7amad. .. “ha eshfeek mistanis faj2a.. thi7kitik eshkorberha 9arat”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“bss hatha a7la mokan!”&lt;/span&gt; 7amad said while looking away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“la i7lif faj2a el mokan 7ilow…aha mo chena hathy …ily kint it6ali3ha lama kina bel uni”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ha?... gitlik ma kint a6ali3ha… kint ga3ed adawer nawaf…bss a3arifha… cousin nouf”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“welay ba3ad mno nouf… 9ij ma a3arfik!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ eshfeeeck inta.. nouf kanat weeyay bel madresa!!... oo a3arif ahalha oo ham a3arif ahil jawa… it3araft 3alayhom lama yaw amreecaa… oo jawa it9eer 7ag nouf bss!!..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“aha ola gi9a!!...it3arfik jawa!?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ee eshwaya !”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“roo7 salim!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“inta em5aleeeny..ya3ne!!”&lt;/span&gt; 7amad said with an attitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad walks over to jawa’s table..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“Hola senioras! ( hi in Spanish!)”&lt;/span&gt; 7amad said in his Spanish accent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“Hola”&lt;/span&gt; jawa replied … &lt;em&gt;omg……gal hola in the sexiest voice ever!!!...omg!! gam yitkalam espany.. ombaaay ma a9adig!!.. he also has a great Spanish accent!!..i literally want to scream ..we bss 9a7 chena gabel galina ohwa eb Spanish class.. oo ana kint eshwaya e7mara ma kint abee yit3alam espany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;esawayt..sshaklha i5tar3at lama gitlaha hola? …eshda3wa I speak Spanish that terribly.. 5an atdarab gabel la atfalsaf 3ala elbint…shakilha min da5el tith7ak 3alay..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ah que ahora sabes hablar espanol!? (wat now u know how to speak Spanish!?)”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;em&gt;a55 madre esh5arbia6t.. but her voice can not have been sweeter..a5555 9ij it3arif tit7acha espany..bss lazim tit7acha ab6a2 3ashan afham…abeeha it3alimy e spany 3adel.. in her lovely Spanish accent!!.. 3ashan we can talk to each other..in our own language that not all people would understand..of course people wont understand when I speak Spanish..9ooty madre ma yi9la7!&lt;/em&gt; ..&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;mo chena sa2alteny itha at7acha espanny!??..9a7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“la2 gilt…waay hal walad athiya… atgashmar…ee ee mashalla 3alayk 9a7!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“laa2 9ij..tingathayn miny!!? ;s ;s” &lt;/span&gt;in a sadden voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“la2 la2 gilt atgashmar…wee ma 3araftik 3ala my friend!?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“..eee ana na6er..fashalteena jawa:p”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“hehehe..hathy shaima..my friend”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“3ashat el asamy…hii .. shino ta5a9i9ech!?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;“esalam..doctor”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ee mashalla!!..it3araftay 3ala jawa ehny eb boston!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“eee!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“akeed it2atheech..hal bint..”&lt;/span&gt; he said teasingly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ee uff 3ila… atgashmar!!!...la wala 5oosh wa7ada ;p”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“… ee thir balech 3alayha”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“..inzayn ana mashee byee..a5aleekom 3ala ra7atkom"…&lt;/span&gt; 7amad walked to the other side to&lt;br /&gt;catch up with his friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaima and jawa: byeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“OMG !!!!” shaima shoked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“shino!?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“omg..u two!!.. did u see how u were!!.. jawa I think someones in love!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“haa!!??.. la22!!..ombaaay bss wa7ed kan ebmadresat nouf..oo ahly it3arifow 3alay oo ahla..cuz they r a kuwaity family…here in boston fa estanisow…bss..thats all”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“bss jawa did u see the way he looks at u!!!.. its like ur the only one in the room!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“la2 madre.. ohwa shakla 7a6 3ayna 3ala nouf…”&lt;/span&gt; jawa’s face turned red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“la mo ma3goola..laish nouf it3arfa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ee gitlech they were in the same skool together”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ahaaa”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“okay I just want to tell u theer balech!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“aabaay ma sawayt shay…bss he is like a brother here…since we r all from the same country..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ya but I know how guys can be…most of them.. they go around and break girls hearts!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“gitlech BROTheR!!!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ya ya k..inzayn ee wala 3ala 6ary nouf..laish ma yat weeyach”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“la2 she wanted to stay home ..catch up on her series ;p”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ee 3ad nouf !!;p… ehya wiya her series!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ring ring… jawa’s mobile!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“3omerha e6weel nouf…aloo”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“aloo hii..shlonkom!?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“gdgd”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“shaima wayach!?…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ee”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ ee salmay 3alayha!!...waynkom!?!..”&lt;/span&gt; she said in a worried tone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“eb this mall …el--------… few blocks away laish?!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“inzayn abeech tiyeen el shi8a!!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“laish!!?”&lt;/span&gt;she asked concerned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“la welashay bss ta3alay oo agoolech laish…!!”&lt;/span&gt; …&lt;em&gt;ombay I hope she doesn’t find out before she gets here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“k…bss lazim arkab el bus oo chithy” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ee yala come..byee”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“byee”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373294469410387909-2675326068024405288?l=my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2675326068024405288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/she-went-walking-towards-place.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/2675326068024405288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/2675326068024405288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/she-went-walking-towards-place.html' title='Eager To Know (9&apos;)'/><author><name>Yep, im weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01260915758830821916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_br_1gxHa2-E/TIwA3DFpFuI/AAAAAAAAABg/BXSB0pXqse4/S220/403_question%2520mark%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373294469410387909.post-7398595836336601270</id><published>2009-07-31T14:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T16:13:47.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eager To Know (8)...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hii .. thnks 4 ur comments!! ..identity..reverie.. anony.. sunset :D. .... oo sorry about the cliffhanger!!;D.. 7asayt inkoom ebtikfa5oony ;p;D...looool...i just didn't know exactly wat to put .. oo i was tired at night ;p .... ee oo about the s3oody girl..her name is reem ;D..bss i just got mixed up cuz first kint basameeha emneera.... s3oody girl = reem ... clear!? ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;once again thnks 4 reading ;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"bss nouf lazim a3arif!!!?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ee I....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"what nouf.. u what?!"&lt;/span&gt; ... 7amad was eagerly waiting for the answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; "i love u…laish ma a7ibk!?"&lt;/span&gt; she finally said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“it7ibiny..9ij it7ibiny!?!”&lt;/span&gt;  7amad asked confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ya3nee a7ibk as a friend ..ka o5o”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“9ij!? Nothing else?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“no nothing else”  &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.. nouf put on a grin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ahaa..”&lt;/span&gt; pheww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ laish inta it7ibny?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"ee 6ab3an a7ibech chenech i5ty!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“wala sorry 3al so2al el mo7rij!!..bss 5ift..ina we misunderstood each other!”&lt;/span&gt; im so glad I got that out of my chest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“la2 3adee..im glad we cleared things up”&lt;/span&gt; nouf smiled again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“bss 9ij wela mara 7abayteeny 7abayteeny!!!?”&lt;/span&gt;  he teasingly asked ...after he was relieved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ee maybe i used to like u eshwaya..bss now like a brother”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“wala intay 5oosh bint oo inshalla eyeelech wa7ed a7san miny eb mallyoon mara.. wala tistahlayn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;wa7id 7adda 6ayib..madre itha fee wa7ed eb mistawach… oo itha a7ad …ta7arash feech ow athach ..nadeeny!! Oo ana awary!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“la mashkoor ma ga9art!!”..&lt;/span&gt; wat a gentlemen she thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“…..inzayn..nisayt agooleck..jawa itsalem 3alayk ..she couldn’t make it”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“la 3ade I am glad we had this lunch alone… allah eysalmha..ya7laylha wala jawa rifijtech.. 5oosh bint!! .. bss lazim it-hadee e39abha eshway!! Hehe”……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ay 5oosh bint..ela 3ajeeeba..agoool 7ag nouf I love ur friend!??..la2 faj2a daryt ina nouf mat7ibik..tabee itgoolaha a7ib rifijtech!! la yam3awid roo7 zayn!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; ..but i just want to go straight to jawa and scream i love u!! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ee wala 5oosh bint… we’ ve been together ever since we r born!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ee mashalla allah eytamim 3alaykom!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“Yala na6leb el chayk..ana tadreen 3andee mo7athara soon”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ ee…yala la tit2a5er”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waiter comes over with the bill… nouf pulls out her wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“heeeeeeey …shino min9ijech intay!!!??”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ana 3azmtech”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ala’3al nidfa3 ni9 beni9”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“la2 maynooona intay… in boston im ur body guard u and jawa!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“hehehehe..shno maynoona?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad pays the bill: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ee intay minzoman mo 9a7ya….hahaha” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hehehe... if im crazy int eshti6la3"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Mr. Bean"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;he teased&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"waaay tha7aktny!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"yes i did... i can see this smirk ur covering up"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf couldn't help but to laugh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“yala mishayna”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ee yala”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“wayn bitroo7een el 7een?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“barid el shi8a badig 3ala omy oo chithy..laish?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“inzayn baroo7 weeyach lay eshi8a oo ba3dayn akamil direejy lay el uni”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“heeey la2!!... ra7 tit2a5er!... oo anyways mo illa.. ya3nee shno ma adil!!?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“la emballa itdileen bss bidam ana weeyach...laish itroo7een ebroo7ech!!?..mithil ma gilt body &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;guard!”&lt;/span&gt; 7amad smiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“waay zayn zayn kayfik!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“I see ur temper side is coming out!”  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;he smiled again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ana!? ...k 5ala9.. I will lower my temper”&lt;/span&gt; nouf said with a slight laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad and nouf arrived at the apartment door… and said their goodbye's .. meanwhile jawa went running out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ha eshfeech?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“srry nouf bss 3andee class now oo im late..lazim aroo7 ebser3a..!!..oo plus it’s my first day in this class... new semester… I want to make a good impression!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ay 9af?”&lt;/span&gt; 7amad asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“laish?!... English ..”  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;she said rapidly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“9ij 7attan ana!”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Waaaaaaaaaay wanaaasa! she's in the same class!!… I’ve never been luckier!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“anyways byee ..take care u guys!”&lt;/span&gt; and she walked into the apartment building &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“byee” they both said at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“jawa 3ade eshway eshway …yamdee to9leen embacher!...la tirkitheen!?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“la ma yamdee a6awl ana 3ala ma ow9al!!...I have to hurry!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ha..ee 3ala ra7tech”...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;if I could carry her.. I would carry her and run and get her to class early ...without her even having to walk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“bye”&lt;/span&gt; she said quickly and went running off!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“bss..U KNOW ILL GET THERE BEFORE U DO!!”&lt;/span&gt; .. 7amad said screaming with a wide grin while she was ranning ...&lt;em&gt;abaay wayn ray7a fe dereej as-hal!!.walay ra7at.. magdar agoolaha !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Finally jawa arrived at the class… and 7amad was sitting on a chair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;youma hatha shloun wi9al?!..as2ila shloun wi9al or noo!?? .. I have to confess now asti7y a7achee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad walked over: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ha a5eeran wi9altay!!!”&lt;/span&gt; … while winking at her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“shloun wi9alt?!”&lt;/span&gt;  jawa asked rather frightened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“when u were heading to class …u didn’t give me a chance to speak… u ran off.. and took the long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;way around… u know there is a shorter way…don't u!?..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor interrupted: sit down class!!!..everybody went and took a seat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ombaay a5ith el seat ely yam 7amad.. or the one in front… ombaay baroo7 a5ith el seat ely on the front&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jawa went towards the front: … &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"shitt!! 5athoooha!!..ombaay wayn athlif!!?" &lt;/span&gt;she whispered to herself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“Tara FEE DESK EMPTY YAMY.. 7AG ELY YABEEHA!!!!”&lt;/span&gt; 7amad was shouting across the room teasingly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jawa went walking towards the other side... to take the seat next to 7amad….&lt;em&gt;abaaay ebyig3ad 6ool el 9af yamy!!;s&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"huff"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wanasa ebtig3ad 6ool el wagt yamy!!..bss el mishkila ma ra7 antibeh 7ag el estath… bss its worth it!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor started talking and blabbing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad took a quick glimpse at jawa… &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;abaaay 6a3 shloun et6ali3 el professor … mintabha..ya7laylhaa…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ombaaaaay ga3ada asawee roo7ee mintabha ..bss madre madree shisalfa …le2na yamee hatha.. 7amad… oo to tell u the truth eyshawig..kil ma achoofa eyshawig akthar… madree shasawee oo mabee eychoofny iny ga3ada a5iza…ombaay but he's like a magnet to my eyes i have to take a glimpse at him every few seconds…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;a55555 ityanin…a7is nafseeyty tit’3ayer lama itkoon yamy.. I feel a vibe between us… she just moved her hair to the back of her shoulder… itha tabee ana amsik sha3arha itha eythaygha 3adee!!….. I would like to pull my desk closer to her…!! Do I do it!?..bss eshwaya bajadim el kirsy 3ashan agdar a6ali3ha a7san!.......waaaaaaaay jawa 5alaytay 9af el english a7la 9a7..ee wala nawartay e9af!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Abaay i think he’s bringing his desk closer a little!!?..abaay maynoon…ana low 3ala kaify…chan gimt oo ga3at eb his laps mara wa7ada!!..abay jawa e9ar feech eshga3ada itgooleen!?.. hatha ily kintay tikraheena..gimtay it7ibeena!!?!... abaay a7iba.. a7iba oo a7iba!!!..madre shifeeny ..since nouf galteely ina he may like u oo after our talk.. 7abayta ;s…. bss I can’t 7amad belongs to nouf… ee tithakart el youm itha radayt 7ag el shi8a bitgooly e9ar bel ‘3ada ma3ahom..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don’t want this class to end!!.when it ends it means no more jawa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aabaaay his skin ...I’ve never noticed ..bss it’s a beautiful sandy color..it’s like the best tan no one will ever get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;chafatny!!..our eyes suddenly met...lama chift ey3oonha…7asayt iny thi3t.. 7asayt a whole village is inside…. esta7at oo radat it6ali3 el estath… plzz lifay wayhech marathanya..plzzz jawa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;.aabay lafayt wayhy ola ..gam i5izny.. oo faj2a tana7at oo ga3adt a6al3a.. chiny hablaa…abayy afashil!!... chan astaw3ib oo alif wayhy ajabel el istath marathanya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor: the class is over u may leave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;over over !!!..la2 shno over!!??... tawa bidat el 7i9a!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawa took her stuff and walked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;5an a6la3 ebser3a gabel la itroo7!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad followed her out the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“JAwa!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“na3am?”&lt;/span&gt;jawa looked up shyly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;zouqa lama galat na3am..tikalimay ezyada tokfayn!!&lt;/em&gt; … &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“shlone el 7i9a?...el estath shakla 6ayeb mo 9a7!?”  &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;shal as2la ely ga3ad as2alha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“eee wayed 6ayeb!”...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;waay inta el 6ayeb..madre 3an el estath a9lan!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“inzayn el 7een bitrideen el shi8a!?...5aleeny awa9lech&lt;em&gt;!?”.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;plzzzzzzzzzz yala bawa9lha...bss 5al itgool okay!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“la I will catch up with some friends!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ee 3ala ra7tech.. yala byee”…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;7asafa…;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“byee”….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went walking towards the garden..and called shaima..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373294469410387909-7398595836336601270?l=my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7398595836336601270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/eager-to-know-8.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/7398595836336601270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/7398595836336601270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/eager-to-know-8.html' title='Eager To Know (8)...'/><author><name>Yep, im weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01260915758830821916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_br_1gxHa2-E/TIwA3DFpFuI/AAAAAAAAABg/BXSB0pXqse4/S220/403_question%2520mark%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373294469410387909.post-2728539065528775169</id><published>2009-07-30T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T16:13:52.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eager To Know (7)...</title><content type='html'>They placed their pyja’s, and headed off to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ooo shit!! Look wat time it is!!?.. Jawaaaaaaaaaaaa goomay!! Goomay!!.. the class already started..we slept in!! goomaaaay!”!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“Ha!?,..shatabeen abee anam!!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“noo!!.. look at the time!!?..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawa looked at the time… &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“oo shit!!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both jumped up! Jawa quickly washed her face, and her teeth… and put on a training…and stuffed her books in a tote!.. Nouf.. quickly headed to the bathroom and washed her teeth.. wore a dark colored jeans.. with a shirt.. and grabbed 2 orange juices from the fridge, with a piece of bread.. and handed jawa a piece of bread and orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“heey u gotta eat something!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“Thnks”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went running out the door…and walked as quickly as possible, and this time they had the same class to attend... physics… they were embarrassed when they entered the class since all eyes were on them.. and these students of physics were exactly on time.. every day ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: sit down Jawa.. nooowf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour or soo.. passed and they were still in class!..bored like hell, and barely understanding what the teacher is blabbing about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class was finally over!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ahhhhhhhhhhh a5eeran ..wanasa ..at last out of the class!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"ee 7adda!!.. bss walla I have to be serious oo listen to that teacher or im gonna fail”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“la lat5afeen we r gonna get you some help”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“oh mo chena hathayly shaima oo emneera!?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“..EE 9a7..emshay ensalam 3alayhom”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They walked toward reem and shaima ... Then they all decided to have a walk along the park and chat! While chatting and planning sleep overs.. 6al3aat oo study partners………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“oooooooo.. I got to go .. I have a lunch appointment now!! i forgot!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ee 9ij!! Get going”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yala byee 7abeebty" reem said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"byeee ..take care"shaima said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad finished from class and went running to the restaurant he was scared that he might be late and had kept nouf waiting!&lt;br /&gt;While 7amad was running: &lt;em&gt;why bata5er 3al bint..oo ana a7is 9ayer e7mar wiya nouf ..cuz my mind is always with jawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he arrived at the restaurant…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“haa…...did a girl arrive and is sitting alone!?”&lt;/span&gt; 7amad asked the waiter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“no sir!”  the waiter replied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ah k gd gd… table for 2 plzz!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“this way plzz”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minutes past.. half an hour.. and 7amad is waiting at the table alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ombaaay waynhy..ana a7aty inha ga3ada tan6er ebroo7a oo ehya tit2a5er 3alay chithy…3adyy yimkin kan 3andaha theroof …class!? ..shay!?..mayindara!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile:&lt;br /&gt;Nouf is running.. .and got to the restaurant finally!!.. she saw 7amad and walked straight towards him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“wala sooo srry.. chift el wagt o ga3at arkith ..so srry!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“la la 3adee...wela eyhimech”…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;maskeena embayen raktha… oo 7aram tak9er el 5a6er&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“na6er wayed!?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“la la ..7attan ana mit2a5er!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf pulled out a chair and sat down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“3andik mokan itroo7la.. tharoory!?””&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ma3andy shay..just another class oo rayitheen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“lat 7ateen… shlonich!?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“gdgd” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;she said rushing as if someone was chasten her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“oo inta shlonik?” &lt;/span&gt;she said with a wide grin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“tamam el7imdiallah”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“shlone ederasa ma3ach!?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“great”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“and u?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“el 7imdiallah.. bss wala malal..bss yala shinsawee..we just have to wait a couple of years ;p”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ha na6lib!?..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“EE”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“waiter!!”&lt;/span&gt; 7amad called out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both ordered what they wanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"ombaay tithakarayn lama nimtay bel 7i9a oo u started snoring.. bss don't get me wrong it was a cute low snore&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ee .. hehe I don’t want to remember!... i was embarrased the whole day”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“la2 wala tha7akteena”…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; ya7laylha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“3adal plzz!!..eshda3wa inta ma nimt bel 7i9a9 ;p.. oo plus inta warak wayed sowalf..kint number one trouble maker!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“Me trouble maker!?.. 7aram 3alaych... u must have mistaken me with someone else.. im more like an angel”&lt;/span&gt; 7amad said with a wide grin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ee wayed em9adga!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They talked about their past and laughed about the funny times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiter: here is your order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"mm…yummy!!"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;ombaay hal walad a7isa  3adee… mo what I expected.. I don’t really see a future with him..ya3nee we were kinda close in skool..bss.. mmmm..now I feel like he is more like a brother..madre eshga3ada agool..hatha ely kint a7iba .. bss madre eshfeeny a7isa 3adee..i feel that it was just a friendly crush that I had to go through…ombaay 9ij ina ohwa 7ilow..oo thaky oo a good person but still something is missing!.. not the one one!! ..i don’t feel special around him…its good i came to this lunch!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“food!! im starving!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ee 6ab3an kila starving!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“3adal.. 3ala6ool ya el akil .. u stuffed your face!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nouf broke into a laugh…..&lt;em&gt;looool gimt a9eer difasha jidama.. not the shy girl anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“yala eklay lat gi9een bss!!.. hahahaha”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Both broke into a laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“hahahaha".. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;ombaay I can’t stop laughing.. there is those times where u just cant stop &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;laughing… I was laughing about 7amad.. and especially at me… because this year I thought he was the one…. booy was I crazy!!..but he is still as cute as pie.. don't get me wrong;p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“..hahahahhaha”…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;ombaay I can’t stop laughing.. ya7laylha it tha7ik…bss ombaaay..gilt yimkin el youm wara ma ag3ad weyaha.. ba7iba ba7iba!!..bss la2 I really like her.. but not in that waaay,,I like her as a friend.. oo ehya wala 3ajeeeba it tha7ik oo itwanis oo kilishay… im willing to help her in her classes oo help her through her stay in Boston.. oo im willing to be a good friend…but im just not the one she wants.. I just feel it when I look at her..she doesn’t need me…she deserves someone way better… and also .. I think my heart belongs to someone else…but how can I tell her that..or show her that I love her as my own sister..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the laughing stopped and 7amad’s face looked serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“I think we need to talk!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“sure we r talking”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“la2 talk about us!?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;  now he looked more serious.. his two eyebrows came closer together..his grin disappeared and his eyes were focused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“us!?"....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;there was never an us..bel mawthoo3.. oo certainly not now.. now that I found out that he is a normal guy…i don’t want to break his heart..i feel he deserves better than me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“I want to clear things up!.......Nouf intay it7ibeeny!??”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“7amad laish?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“bss nouf lazim a3arif!!!?”  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;his eyes was still focused on her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ee I …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373294469410387909-2728539065528775169?l=my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2728539065528775169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/eager-to-know-7.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/2728539065528775169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/2728539065528775169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/eager-to-know-7.html' title='Eager To Know (7)...'/><author><name>Yep, im weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01260915758830821916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_br_1gxHa2-E/TIwA3DFpFuI/AAAAAAAAABg/BXSB0pXqse4/S220/403_question%2520mark%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373294469410387909.post-7381973380534792652</id><published>2009-07-28T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T07:14:40.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eager To Know (6)...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Few minutes ago ;p&lt;br /&gt;While I was sitting in the floor, and feeling rather lonely and weird, I saw a nice shaped body… really gorgeous!! ..suddenly his face got closer…. oww no ..its 7amad.. ombaay fashla.. mabee a7achee bss 5ala9!!.. when he came over…he told me he reserved a table,,...I was soo happy to get out of the floor.. my knees were hurting me!!… I was walking towards the table.. before having a chance to thank him.. he left as quickly as possible!;s.. ombaay when he comes by.. abee el faka..bss now he left..mabee eyroo7!!.. la bss jawa tabeena eyroo7!! U just feel lonely …u want anybody to be around with!!.. bss jawa u cannot have feelings for a man without even knowing him !!? .. besides u hated him..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating her pizza at the table, Jawa headed home since, the doctor didn’t show up in class, she went to the apartment and called her mom to catch up with the latest family news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“hala mama!!! .. I missed u!!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“wala ana ely walaht 3alaych…kilina!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“inzayn shlonkom?? Wats new!?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly nouf walked in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“hi!!. I brought japenese!!"&lt;/span&gt; nouf screamed &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;…."Ops srry!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawa gave her the okay look, and continued talking to her mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf was unpacking the food, and placing them in plates.. and organizing the table while jawa is talking on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf was singing a song by bryan adams while setting the table and stuff…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen to the song&gt;&gt; ;p&lt;br /&gt;...press play XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 480px !important; HEIGHT: 385px !important" height="377" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" src="http://xml.truveo.com/eb/i/1670496488/a/58ef677afb89fc040e3dec6de7dd6c26/p/1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; FONT: bold 0.8em arial; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;Watch more &lt;a title="Timsah.com videos" href="http://video.aol.com/channel/timsahcom" target="_top"&gt;Timsah.com videos&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a title="AOL Video" href="http://video.aol.com/" target="_top"&gt;AOL Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf: (singing) &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;..to really love a woman to understand her you gotta know her deep inside ..hmmm.. Then when you find yourself lyin' helpless in her arms ..You know you really love a woman!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“byee byee ..amoot feekom!!” &lt;/span&gt;Jawa closed the phone… and had tears in her eyes, b/c she misses her family!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf came over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“we all miss our family..but we are survivors!!?…aren’t we!?”&lt;/span&gt; nouf pulled jawa’s hand and started dancing.. and played the song in the ipod!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. When you love a woman you tell her that she's really wanted ..When you love a woman you tell her that she's the one!!! ..Cuz she needs somebody to tell her ..that it's gonna last forever !!…So tell me have you ever really - really really ever loved a woman?!. ..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;" in your case have you ever loved a guy?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“waaay I love this song!! 3ajeeb bryan adams … noo.. and I don’t need to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are both dancing and singing the song!.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“why?!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“In fact yes …one time I really loved a guy!! Really!!… he then gave me his number..” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“really did u take it?”&lt;/span&gt; nouf asked curiously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“Yes.. I was stupid.. I took it cuz he told me I’ve never given my number to anyone but u!!…he also told me…u r different.. I love u and I älways love u!..oo bla blaaa…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ba3dayn!?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I was stupid enough to believe every word he said.. I dreamt of him always… I regret every minute I thought about him!”&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; jawa said angrily &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“did u ever called him?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“at the beginning no.. but then one time I just missed him so much and wanted to hear his voice.. I decided to ask him about the project in skool..and I lied to myself that I’m not doing anything wrong.. I dialed his number and said I called about the science project..but I also really missed u.. a lot!!… he said he was busy, and closed the phone quickly!!..i just thought maybe he was really busy..but later I found out.. that he gave his number to too many other girls.. and even went out with them..and just played with everyone’s heart..i found out that he was disgusting.. he was a player”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“but not all of men r like that”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“well I was disgusted, he manipulated many girls..and I was angry.. I told my mother wat I did… that I called someone and I regret it… b/c I don’t want to hide anything from my mom .. even though she’ll hate me for a few days”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ya7laylech!!..but u didn’t respond..i told u!.. not all men r like that!!?,, this is just one guy…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“No!!.. his friends were all disgusting too.. I began stereotyping men!.. and not only that….” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“what?!”&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; nouf asked in concern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“Do u remember last year …when my sister got the divorce!?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Yes..it was sad for all of us!!”&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; a frown grew on nouf's face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ya ..but shes better off now!!.. she told me few days before I leave to Boston... that mmm.. her husband .. talked to other girls while he was married to her!! And mentioned other stuff.../I don’t understand how men could be soo cruel!!?.. she told me that b/c she wants me to be careful out there in the real world.... and I take her words seriously!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“after all these bad stories..I resist men now.. I do no longer believe in true love!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“jawa..la2 wala wala… I know u had a bad past and all about men... bss wala fee good guys fee!!... inzayn la2 ta7rameen nafsech min enass who truly love u!!”&lt;br /&gt;……plzz promise me one thing!!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“what!!?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“if a right guy comes along oo he seems to be really nice oo he like's u alot oo mo2adab oo kilishay oo u really love him back...don’t let that pass by, don’t ignore that ..don't close ur eyes… we r growing up!!.. oo we need someone to love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;us!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“I love u .. I can’t say no to u… but if a right guy comes along.. ill have to have ur approval first.. since u have good choices in men” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Like who?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“Nobody in specific…I mean in general” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Oh..k” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ur talking about the right guy and all, so why don’t u make a move… if u like 7amad!?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Don’t you remember the song ..if you really really really love a guy!?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“You don’t really love him!?..i always thought you really loved him!?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“I like him... but lately im not really sure...I don’t know.. i kinda think now that he might just be a childhood crush gone bad… I don’t feel it..like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;before.... but im scared of the fact that my feelings for him is fading away .... im scared to move on… I need someone to look up to.. to give me strength and help me get through the years in Boston since im so far away from home!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“im always here for you!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“I’m glad and I couldn’t be happier!.. but sometimes you need someone else like a boy!!? ..don’t you think!?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“Yes I do I do!!..but im scared to love”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Don’t be... and we’ll stick together forever until someone right comes along!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ya and even if you get married or I do before ... we’ll not leave each other behind!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Yes that was always my motto!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“weee.. I forgot… I ‘m having lunch with 7amad tomorrow… join us !! .. he even asked that you come along!..but u were angry ..so he did not insist, he doesn’t want to bother u!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“No, I think I’ll pass.. have lunch with him and see if you really love that guy!?.. besides I want to get to know shaima better!! I think I’ll invite her to lunch… we need to make new friends.. so we can have girls night out..and us arab girls need to stick together!!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“yes yes of course!! k..ombaay akilna berad!!!”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ee yala..im starving..!!!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sat down around the table and started stuffing themselves with food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“emshafa7” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“hehehe ;p”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ how about we agree on something!!?.. if a guy really loves us ..he’ll have to sing that bryan adams song to us.. or let us listen to it!!?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“I always wanted someone to express his feeling by giving me this song…5ala9 I agree!?........ but…that’s hardly impossible..that a guy will sing us this song or dedicate it to us!!?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“who knows.. maybee it’ll never happen!?..but if it does..then that guy has to be the one!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Yes!! Omg ..eykoon 7adda zouqa.. I bet ill cry too!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"poor guys ….we r too hard to get! ;p” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;jawa said with an evilish smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“hehehe..they’ll have to win us over!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“btw..3ajeeb shlone u displayed the table.. thanks u made my day!!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“anytime!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf and Jawa finished eating and then cleared the table and placed the dishes on the washing machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ombay cleaning is exhausting!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ee chan zayn yaybeen Mary.. wiyana ..ya7laylha.. I missed her!! ;p”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ee wala.. yala lets go to sleep ..big day tomorrow!!…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ee yala”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They placed their pyja’s, and headed off to sleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373294469410387909-7381973380534792652?l=my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7381973380534792652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/few-minutes-ago-p-while-i-was-sitting.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/7381973380534792652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/7381973380534792652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/few-minutes-ago-p-while-i-was-sitting.html' title='Eager To Know (6)...'/><author><name>Yep, im weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01260915758830821916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_br_1gxHa2-E/TIwA3DFpFuI/AAAAAAAAABg/BXSB0pXqse4/S220/403_question%2520mark%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373294469410387909.post-7795296229071270118</id><published>2009-07-27T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T03:43:11.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eager To Know (5)...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“aloo…6ala3tay min el café shop!?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“eee”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ee ashwa… ma asta7mil 7amad.. ya3nee lay koon ra7 eykoon 3ala chabna .. 6ool el wagt eb Boston!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“waaay tara jawa intay ely ga3ada ta36eena a hard time!!!..wala ..kil eshway emnafsa!!… take it easy.. FYI .. a7is gam ey7ibech?!!...;s”..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;I never thought I would say this put I just can’t cover up the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ey7ibny!!??”&lt;/span&gt; jawa said in shoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ya! i guess”&lt;/span&gt; …&lt;em&gt;abaay maybe I might be falling for the wrong person!?;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“i've never thought about it this way…. You are the one who love him anyway right!?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;why!? don't you think that someone in this world might love u!!??”..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;i ignored the question when she asked if i love him or not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“not really.. cuz ..i used to be like u… thinking that there is true love..oo I did crush on guys..bss I found out that they r jerks!!! ….”…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can never fall for a guy now never!!..at least not for a while!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“I’ve never heard you talk like this before.. I think we need to have a talk.. but now I’m heading to uni..” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“me2 ..im heading to physics class!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“how about, I bring Japanese food for dinner to our apartment oo we’ll have a girl to girl talk!?"…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;madre esalfat-ha jawa..but I think she's really hurt… oo 9a7 lately mat gool ombaay hatha eyshawig… nafs gabil!?..ma gamat tigabal a7ad!!?&lt;/em&gt; ... w&lt;em&gt;here was i all this time ma 7asayt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“k if you say so!!.. k…. I really have to go now… the class is about to start.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“k byeee.. hugs and kisses!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“back to u” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both close their phones and started listening to the lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an hour or so Nouf’s lecture is finally over !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“uff a5eeran!!”&lt;/span&gt; nouf mumbeled while getting out of the class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“hii.. malyt be9af ..7ade malayt!!” reem came out of the class complaining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“hii..ee wai3!! Tabeen we grab a quick sandwich for lunch before we head to the next class?!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“EE yala im starving!!”….”Fee mokan nafs subway..we just have to take a 5 minute walk to get there..we can grab the sandwich and come back here before the next class starts.!”!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ya that sounds good to me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While nouf and reem were heading off to the sandwich restaurant! Jawa’s lecture still did not end..she was just drawing in her notebook or yawning.. or doing anything but not paying attention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, 7amad was in the collage, outside at the park, sitting at a wooden table, and trying to convince himself that this macaroni and cheese that is taken from the uni cafeteria …is delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad: &lt;em&gt;abaay awal mara achoof macaronie and cheese chithy!!.. its yellow!! Yellow!!.. dark yellow!! … abay el loon ey5ari3!!… la2 la2 may 5ari3 el loon… this is the best macaroni and cheese I’ve ever tasted!!..who am i kidding!!.... abaay wayn el machboos , oo el 3adas ,oo el mowash, oo el tashreeb oo samboosa wayn hal aklat.. shalki bafta7lohom ma63am ehny… awareehom el akil esani3!..e9i7ee!!.. mo hatha el macaroni eely madree shlone gayel!!.. laish agna3 nafsee ina 6a3ma 7ilow!? Wai3!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad looked up..dropped his spoon..and froze!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“waaaaaaay a5eeran 5ala9t el lecture ..3aathaaaaaaaaaaaaab!!! A5eeran im outside!! I can breathe again!”&lt;/span&gt; jawa was relieved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ombaay wayn arooo7 el7een??!... yo3ana!! .. ebroo7y… mabee aroo7 mokan eb3eed…5an a5ith shay min el cafeteria!!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawa entered the cafeteria ..&lt;em&gt;mmm sha5ith!!? ,,welashay emshawigny… a5af I get poisoned min their food.. 5an a5ith pizza margarita oo cola .. ya that’s safe!! I guess!! .&lt;br /&gt;Now wayn ag3ad!!?.. bedam kint ga3ada 6ool el wagt da5el.. 5an aroo7 el park malat el uni for some fresh air and a little of green!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawa was walking around looking for a table, unfortunately they were all full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aabaay wayn athlif … omg ..mo chena hatha 7amad.. omg wayn a5ish wayhy… abaay … it looks like he’s trying to distinguish what he's eating… and is he talking to himself?? hehehe.. he must be really lonely.. I never thought I would say this bss he’s cute eshway!! really eshway!! Really really eshway!! ;p … its funny how he looks at his macaroni and talks to himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Iff.. el 7een shasawe ag3ad bel arth ya3nee??! ....yala shinsawee kuwaitiya ana!! Ee ill sit in the floor like my ancestors did!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;While sitting in the grass.. looking rather ridiculous and eating my pizza.. a tall muscular person comes over !!.. I could not see clearly.. I only see a shade of black .. since the sun was &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shining in front of me!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time nouf oo reem grabbed their sandwiches and were walking along the uni and talking waiting till their next class starts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile 7amad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A55 itshawigg!!.. I couldn’t stop starring at jawa while she’s looking for a seat ..abaay bss mabee agoolaha join me ..i got the fact that she want to be left alone.. mm shaswee mitwahga el bint..shakilha tabee 6awla!!... kaaaaaaaak ..basi6at bel arth.. 3adee el wa7id yig3ad bel arth ..bss a7is-ha mitnarfiza tabee 6awla oo atwaga3 chaftny… Itshawig!!! a555555555555!! Oo itshawig akthar el 7een le2nha embas6a bel arth with her pink dress.. wiya el green grass 6al3a 7ilwaa..bss tak9er el 5a6r madre laish!?..ana 5ala9t min my macaronie..let me offer her my table..bss la7ad ya5tha ..let me leave my jacket oo el books 3ashan ma7ad ya5tha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7amad walking towards jawa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“abbaay shakilha mi5tar3a..ow miftashla.”&lt;/span&gt; 7amad whispered to himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Eslam 3alaykom!! mabee a5ith wayed min wagtech bss ba’3ayt as2alech itha ba’3aytay hal6awla 5ala9t minha..bagoom el 7een… e5theeha bedal la itga3deen bel arth!!?”&lt;/span&gt; … &lt;em&gt;a5555! kil ma atgarab akthar 7ag wayha..it9eer a7la!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ha ee thnks for the table.. el 7een bagoom a5tha ebser3a gabil la a7ad ya5tha.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“7a6ayt jackety oo some books.. 3ashan ma7ad ya5tha.. bss 3ad ma yindara… yimkin ya5thoon el jacket oo yig3adoon..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad went quickly took his stuff and left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“umbaay ma midany ashkira ezyada ..eshfee ra7 ebser3a… abaay”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373294469410387909-7795296229071270118?l=my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7795296229071270118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/aloo6ala3tay-min-el-cafe-shop-eee-ee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/7795296229071270118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/7795296229071270118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/aloo6ala3tay-min-el-cafe-shop-eee-ee.html' title='Eager To Know (5)...'/><author><name>Yep, im weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01260915758830821916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_br_1gxHa2-E/TIwA3DFpFuI/AAAAAAAAABg/BXSB0pXqse4/S220/403_question%2520mark%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373294469410387909.post-5801994888963895818</id><published>2009-07-25T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T13:20:28.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding dance on the aisle</title><content type='html'>Looool.. i think most of you have seen it.... i loved it!! 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;D..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawa hugged nouf, and nouf started crying on her shoulder… after a half an hour or so they slept like babies since they were exhausted with all the drama!&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alarm!! De ring De ring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Ahhhhhh”..&lt;/span&gt; Nouf fell down from her bed !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“is it morning!!??”&lt;/span&gt; jawa said while yawning..then she opened her eyes and saw nouf…. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ombaay eshfeech… laish minsad7a bel arth!!??”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“La I just had a horrible dream and i fell down when I heard the alarm!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“Weee!!”..&lt;/span&gt; Jawa got up and helped Nouf of the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Yala nalbes? Oo inroo7 el uni?”&lt;/span&gt;nouf asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“La2 wait bage wagt.. .. la7tha laish ma nitrayag? …” sharayech inroo7 cafe el ------ , they serve very good breakfast!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ee YAla!!;D… you know food makes me happy!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“Me2 me2!!..okay let’s stop talking about food and let’s put on our clothes.. gabel la nita5ar zyada!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both wore their soft and light summer dresses, right at their knee cads. Nouf wore a yellow one which matched perfectly with her soft brown wavy hair and her light brown skin. Jawa wore a bright pink dress; it went well with her pale skin … although she stayed hours under the sun to get a tan...but still she’s too white according to Nouf. They both wore huge round sunglasses that looked good with their square shaped faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawa and Nouf walked out the door, and were heading to a café shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“Yala nawaf..ra7 nit2a5er..abee akil yo3aaan!!!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“owww .. mali 5ilg a6la3 adawer akil!!.. abyy anam!!.. ba3dayn afaker 3an el akil ..inta roo7 oo yiblee shay take away plzz.!!” Nawaf said with a sleepy voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;bs el youm.. el ayam ethanya batlik ..min sha3rik..chan zayn 3anik sh3er… lazim itgoom oo ityeeb eryoogik ebnafsik..mo kila nayem oo takil.. a5af ba3dayn mat kafee bel bab!..shinsawee ba3dayn”..&lt;/span&gt;7amad teased&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“oowhoouu..waay ma ra7 it5alny anam!!”.. he throws a pillow at 7amad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“k k .. mishayna..byee.. !!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got out of the apartment…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad was observing the beauty of nature outside… allah 3ajeeeb el jaw… mo barid wela 7ar …I can live with it… wala a7ib el 6abee3a! ;p.. ewrood kil mokan..oo a5thar!!!..la7tha abay..mno hathy labsa bright pink dress..that dress catches anybodies eyes oo the wind is gently blowing her soft gorgeous hair..bss 7asafa these big weird sunglasses are keeping me from seeing her eyes.. ..a55 madre laish faj2a galbee ey6ig!!..3ayel akeed hathy jawa .. oo next to her is also a lovely young lady in yellow …ombaay ee hathayly ohma jawa o nouf!!!.. Of course... since makoo a7ad that catches my eyes except jawa, and also I know Nouf pretty good, to know that she is the one in yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yala 5an aroo7 asalim 3alayhom..7amad walked towards them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“eslam 3alaykom ..7abayby!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;“bismillah min wyan 6ala3t!!??”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;a7na ga3deen namshee mistanseen oo hatha faj2a eye min ta7at el arth!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“wa3laykom esalam”&lt;/span&gt;nouf said happily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“wayn ray7een?”&lt;/span&gt; 7amad asked eagerly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ray7een na5ithlina eryoog!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“Can I join you.. you can say no..3adee!!??”....&lt;/span&gt; abaay ana bss atda5al.. !! yoba 5alhom 3ala ra7at hom … bss shasawee I have to interfere!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“la2 7ayak”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“oo jawa.. 3ade?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“hiff..tafa’6al”… &lt;/span&gt;jawa said in an irritated tone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;;D!! …. galat yes!!! Woohoo!! Score!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They walked with 7amad until they reached the coffee shop.. he opened the door for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“yala ladies first!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Thnks!!"....&lt;/span&gt;Zouqa gal ladies first!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“Thnks.. !”&lt;/span&gt; he’s a gentleman!? …no jawa snap out of it ..hatha wayh&lt;br /&gt;gentlemen!....he is ANNOying!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“el 3afoo”&lt;/span&gt; 7amad said while winking… &lt;em&gt;nouf ya7laylha em2adiba.. bss jawa galat thnks!!!!!!... she never talks.. only if you ask her to !! &amp;amp; now I get a thnks!!.... waaay ityanin lama itgool thnks… inshalla itgoolha marathanya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;They found a spot next to the window where they can see the beautiful green garden outside. 7amad also pulled out the chairs for them to set down. He wanted to make a good first expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiter: hello, I’ll be your waiter today!.. you can choose something from the menu, or go to the bofay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“thnk you..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ooommm.. I think ill get a butter croissant, and a fresh orange juice.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few minutes later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiter: are you ready to place your order?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“zahbeen?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ee”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ya”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ill get the French toast with hot chocolate milk” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ill get the croissant with hot chocolate milk”.&lt;/span&gt; ..&lt;em&gt;Kint abee croissant with orange juice, that what I always take.. but then 7amad for sure will put out a comment that we have the same taste or tease me that I copied him!!.. I know I’m being stupid..but he irritates me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“a butter croissant and orange juice and a basket of bread, with jam”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiter: thankyou…may I repeat ur order………………………………………………blablabla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"so shlonkom!? ..wat have you been up to?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“gd…. nothing much..i just hate this calculus teacher!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ee wai3… galooly 3ana.. ashwa ina ma 3andy eya.. itha tabeen asa3dech eb shay.. gooleely 3ady!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“wala… el calculus teacher wayed abrak min el english teacher wai3 wai3..”&lt;/span&gt; jawa interrupted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“Hehe”&lt;/span&gt; … &lt;em&gt;at least she doesn’t only hates me ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“sheetha7ik?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“intay kila m3a9ba 3ala kilishay lighten up eshway!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“hehe gitlaha! gitlaha!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ombaay eshfeekom 3alay”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ma 3indina mihna ‘3ayrech!”&lt;/span&gt; 7amad winked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf: &lt;em&gt;mo chena hatha gam e9eer toooo nice to jawa! &lt;/em&gt;;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawa: &lt;em&gt;boys can be a pain in the butt !;@&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* awkward silence*..&lt;em&gt;7amad is smiling and jawa is looking outside at the garden and nouf is playing with her spoon and texting her mom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waiter came in : here is ur order!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“yummy!!”..&lt;/span&gt;7amad went straight into his croissants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“mmm..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“inzayn shlone 3ajebkom Boston!?..ola taboon itridoon liKuwait?!,ya3nee ligaytow new friends shay??!!.. tara im always here if u need me!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ee wanasa wala hathy reem ely min el s3oodiya 7abooba ya7laylha…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“ ee haman hatheech ely min likuwait shaima..itwanis wayed outgoing!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ee aha..wala ma a3arifhom,, bss bedam u like them I guess they r great people! ;D..inzayn fee courses 3ajibkom ..shay eywanis ... 3ashan I sign up for it… not calculass oo physics oo these things!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“I’m taking French oo I love it!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“9ij ..inshalla a5tha..bss el 7een 5an a5ali9 min my Spanish course.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jawa: &lt;em&gt;waay ebya5ith Spanish ..3ashan ba3dayn yifham itha it7achayt eb espany ..wayy!!... how can I make him quit this class?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“9ij.. jawa It3arif Spanish!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“9ij?”&lt;/span&gt; …&lt;em&gt;wanasa I suddenly love Spanish class and will be devoted to it!!... abee at3alam espany 3adel a7san minha...to tease her.;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ Yes! … ee cuz her mom …….. “ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(then&lt;/span&gt; jawa interrupts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“waaay he doesn’t have to know the story of my life!! ;@!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“la2 3ade I’ll be happy if u tell me!?.. eshda3wa ya3nee omech mo kuwaitia?!.. abaay ana mo wa7ed ‘3areeb…3ady tell me everything!!?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;abaayy eshfeek ur pushing ur limits..ga3ad tis2al wayed as2ila faj2a.. u bearly know her she cant say the story of her life in a day… but I want to know everything about her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“waaay ma a7ib ely yitligafooon!.. oo ya!!... you are wa7id ‘3areeb!! … not to nouf..but to mee!! I didn’t went to skool with u or anything!!...srry I can’t take this anymore…”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;jawa walked outside of the coffee shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;waay 7amad laish lazim titlagaf.. 5al ilbint maskeena… bss 3awart galby lama e6la3at.. madre shasawee!!??...I love her, I really do!!!!!!…bss who am I for her to love me… who am I … she doesn’t like anything I do..when she sees me …she tries to go the other direction..she is way out of my league ….she is perfect!!! ..i don’t blame her for not wanting me..im sure she has someone else in mind someone special that she loves… …ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh .. abee a9ari5..shasaweee.. !!!!!??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf ; &lt;em&gt;how can she be so selfish ombaay.. doesn’t she realize it .. he tries to be nice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“srry 3ala ely 9ar..tabeen inkamil sowalfina youm thany !!?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ee tabee we meet tomorrow for lunch..ma3ande course ??! 3andik shay?!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“la2 ma3andy ..shay ..ee inroo7 nit’3ada bacher.. itha tabee jawa tiyee 7ayaha allah.. bss lat ga9beenha.. bss mabee a5aleeha it3a9ib ezyada… inshalla inchoofech bacher! !!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;waay madre eshga3ad asawe.. letting the wrong person to fall in love.. ya3nee I can’t love a sister;s.. I believe I must protect nouf.. like a sister …bss she is just not the one I love ;s.. oo I think she doesn’t see me as special anyway… waaaaaaaaaaay jawa!! ;( ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ee inshalla bacher, el youm bss moodha 5ays bacher it9eer a7san inshalla!” ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;waay eshfeeha hathy jawa ;@ ;s..7a6atny eb mowgif mo7rij .. tiwahagt lama gamat!!..maskeen tifashal el rayal!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“.. ee inshalla….”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;abaay ma atwaga3at wa7ada tikrahny lay hadaraja… I don’t want anything ..i just want to see her break into a laugh one day.. if that will ever happen…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“k yala byee”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“…byee”….&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;ya7laylaha i5tyy… allah ya7meeha inshalla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf walked out of the door…her phone starting ringing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ring ring… Jawa calling ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"aloo"&lt;/span&gt; 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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373294469410387909-2178739542836492136?l=my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2178739542836492136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/2178739542836492136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/2178739542836492136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='....an insight on the world'/><author><name>Yep, im weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01260915758830821916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_br_1gxHa2-E/TIwA3DFpFuI/AAAAAAAAABg/BXSB0pXqse4/S220/403_question%2520mark%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373294469410387909.post-9080390729500156386</id><published>2009-07-21T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T13:07:44.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eager To Know (3)...</title><content type='html'>7amad;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;waay hathy eshfeeha chithy em3a9ba.. waay nafsiya.. but at the same time cute!!! ;s&lt;br /&gt;la ana eshga3id agoool.. im confused…I used to like nouf. ..Bss el 7een 3ady..mithil ma gilt she's like a sister..bss a5af nouf it7ibnee.. abaaay shisalfa..la min gal nouf it7ibny!!??…ka kila wayay bel madresa 3adee!!.. ma3andaha reactions different towards me then other guys!! La la mat7ibny nouf!! ..3ande a7ib her cousin!!??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ay college betroo7oon!?”&lt;/span&gt; 7amad suddenly pointed out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“mmm…ebnadres bara…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;omg a long time I didn’t have a conversation with 7amad..oo after one or 2 months baroo7 amreeca..oo hatha yimkin a5er conversation weeya!!?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“9ij wayn?”&lt;/span&gt; 7amad looked concerned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“America”&lt;/span&gt;nouf said happily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ola!!! Eb3eed!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; swiftly his face turned another color.. he was worried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Haw !? laish inta wayn ebtadres!!??”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“America!”&lt;/span&gt; he smiled his evil smile… &lt;em&gt;Wee tawny gitlaha eb3eed!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“la wallah 7agna eb3eed oo inta 3adee?!”&lt;/span&gt; nouf voice grew louder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ee a5af 3alaykom...giltay 7agna? Mino intow”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“hifff!!”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Ligafa ya raby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Jawa oo yimkin shaikha bss ma atwaga3!!”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;7amad;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jawa, Jawa betroo7 !! a55 maryam el soft brown hair, with the warming yellowish-brown eyes, and an angry attitude. laa a5af itroo7 mokan eb3eed...I want to see her brake into a smile one day,, I bet her laugh makes the world smile.. abaay eshfeeny ana eshfeeny!! it7ib wa7ada ma tishtiheek!!oo a5af im breaking Nouf’s heart!!..shlone abaynlaha ina ana chena o5oha bsss!!??&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“inzayn ay uni?”&lt;/span&gt;7amad asked impatiently...&lt;em&gt;inshalla yam jam3ity ala'3al&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Boston Uni”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“Laa min9ijech?”&lt;/span&gt; ...wanasa inshalla 9ij..abeehom eykoonoon safe ta7t e3yoony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ee haw laish?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“Me2!”..&lt;/span&gt;he smiled his evil smile again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“wee 5osh 9idfa!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wanasa wooohoooooo.. im now certain that im gonna have hot guys there!!!... oo omg he just smiled the million dollar smile that I like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yo Jawa you don’t like me wait until u see me in Boston baby! And I’ll shower you with affection!.. ana wela mara 7asayt chithy!!!..5a9atan 7ag wa7ada ma tishtiheeny!! ;p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“yala bye girls ..we need to go 7amad!!” nawaf suddenly interrupted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ee yala byee… la7tha u’ll be working here right?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ee ..u?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ee ..bss malayna ,,yimkin we will quick..mayindara”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shlone I quit I want to work here after I saw them… bss el shi’3il ehny wai3.. 5ala9 I’ll quit 3ashan ma tit2atha jawa maskeena.. em3a9ba!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ah;(“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“k mishayna”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“Byee”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad and Nawaf went walking off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“a5eeran ra7ow wai3 wai3 oo wai3!!,,need I say more?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“way jawa have a heart!!”&lt;/span&gt; nouf said angirly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***3 weeks later after working in this mall, Nouf and jawa took a brake becuase they wanted to prepare for their leave… 1 and a half week later it was finally the day they'll travel but before they do that...they cried and wept while saying goodbye to their friends, cousins and family, then headed to America with their parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After many boring hours sitting in the plane...they finally arrived...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“waaaaaaaaay finally we’re here!!! … smell the fresh air ! youma”…&lt;/span&gt; nouf said with a huge smile across her face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“allah ey5aleech ay fresh air kila siyayeer” the mother complained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“waaay youma!!” &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;still smiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;“abaay we are finally here! Omg.. lets go to LA, New York City, Las Vegas, Beverly hills, Hollywood, and where else?!”&lt;/span&gt; jawa said excitedly while planning trips..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We are heading straight to Boston!! Don’t let me regret that I brought you hear!!” jawa's mom protested&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;“I told u my mom is strict... Nouf!! ;p”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fathers were discussing apartments, where the girls will live, how they will live, and contacting people they know that live in America.. .and all the stuff that fathers worry about!&lt;br /&gt;While Nouf and Jawa were laughing and jumping and greeting anyone they saw in the street.&lt;br /&gt;They headed to a taxi, they stayed in the car for hours until they reached Boston University!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf and Jawa got out of the car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Wooow it’s huge!!....its like a small city basically… compared to our skool, it’s an elephant standing next to an ant”&lt;/span&gt; .. nouf said shoked with her mouth wide open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;“ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.. I couldn’t be more happier!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad who was in Boston few weeks before them…suddenly he spotted a taxi stopping by… and then realized its nouf and jawa from far away…and rushed to greet them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“hii jawa and nouf!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;“your blocking my view”…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;wai3 wai3, I guess I could be happier if this guy doesn’t bother us the whole stay in Boston… how will we get red of him!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Hii!!”&lt;/span&gt;nouf grew into a bigger smile … &lt;em&gt;omg this will be fun!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parents of nouf and jawa greeted 7amad and met with his parents.. they were happy that they knew another Kuwaiti family in Boston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their parents arranged apartments exactly in front of the uni, and stayed with them a few weeks until they settled in their new environment that they are living in. The parents finally needed to leave and let these girls by their own! It is always hard to say goodbye, it was really hard!! They all cried and wept, but this is the decision that the girls made, they choose to leave their nests and find their own path.&lt;br /&gt;After the film hindy and after their parents walked out the door... leaving the girls alone in this quite, dark, scary, and huge apartment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Laish laish 8ana3teeny ina I leave Kuwait oo aye a3eesh eb amreca!! Ka jam3at likuwait ma feehom shay!!! Chan ana el 7een weeya ahly oo mistansa oo ma3andee wela ham ‘3ayer iny adres!!"&lt;/span&gt; nouf cried weakly in deep pain…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;“lat 7a6een esiba 3alay!!!.. ra7 tistansayn .. el 7een you’re in a lot of pressure le2na it’s your first day leaving your parents.. oo lat 5aleena nit hawash oo nitfarag.. we need to stick together until eternity. We need each other in this weird place, we can’t call home!! .. oo we will be fine..we have each other!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“mabe at hawash …..u r the only one I got here!!”&lt;/span&gt; *sniff sniff*… &lt;em&gt;I regret that I decided to stay in boston.. I want to get the next flight to kuwait… I want to go home now! ;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;“6ay7a min 3aynech ya3nee!!”&lt;/span&gt;.. jawa said angrily..but at the same time she did not know wat she was saying she desperately wanted to calm nouf down.... but instead is getting angry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“La2 L2… bel 3ax”…&lt;/span&gt; nouf said with a calmer voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;“aabaay srry .. I know I can be harsh and bossy and pain at the neck..sometimes!!..bss madre I feel I have to look out for you..tara 7attan ana 5ayfa oo thayig 5ilgy… bss this was the choice I made.. and I have to prove to my parents that this is the right choice!! Mabee yinga9 wayhy oo I go running back to Kuwait! We have to stay at least for a few months!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawa hugged nouf, and nouf started crying on her shoulder… after a half an hour or so they slept like babies since they were exhausted after all the drama!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373294469410387909-9080390729500156386?l=my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/9080390729500156386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/eager-to-know-3.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/9080390729500156386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/9080390729500156386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/eager-to-know-3.html' title='Eager To Know (3)...'/><author><name>Yep, im weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01260915758830821916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_br_1gxHa2-E/TIwA3DFpFuI/AAAAAAAAABg/BXSB0pXqse4/S220/403_question%2520mark%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373294469410387909.post-4384767437266644649</id><published>2009-07-20T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T06:09:45.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eager To Know (2)...</title><content type='html'>Hii thnks for whoever commented!!;D... thnks for ur support ..here is another post ;D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime&lt;br /&gt;Nouf caught up with her gals, and decided to go eat Japanese in al raya, she told Jawa to join them and she did. They sat in the restaurant gossiping and talking about their near future and college . Then they all went to Shaikha’s house , (nouf’s best friend) to have a sleep over! But that sleep over took days of whining and begging their parents for it to occur. They stayed up all night and ate candy and drank hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When shaikha and nouf were alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“waaay I can’t stop thinking about 7amood”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Eshda3wa nouf have fun, we will go to college and there is plenty of guys better and wiser!.. you’ll forget about him one day or the other, do u remember about Abdullah, when you said he was the one, and now you don’t even care for him..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Ya… ya ..i remember ..but this time is different..shaikha!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“the day is still young..besides you don’t know , maybe he has someone else in mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“madre yimkin ..thats the problem i will never know!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other girls came running in interrupting their conversation.. they put on a&lt;br /&gt;movie and while the movie was on, they all slept like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile 7amad was in the diwan having a chat with one of his closest buddies Nawaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“ inta mo walhan 3al madresa?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“la yam3awid mi9ijik”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“adree you don't miss the building ;@!..bss ya3nee mo walhan 3ala our classmates ely kanow wiyana bel madresa?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“la kana kilina ma3a ba3th..mo ga63een”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“waay galb makoo”&lt;/span&gt; 7amad said angrily ...got up and walked away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Eshfeek inta!!?” screamed Nawaf ...&lt;em&gt;Waay madre eshfe hatha hal ayam em3a9ib..ethaher kan ey7ib wa7ada min madresatna!?wala madree 3ana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Weeks passed from the long hot summer! And Jawa’s parents finally convinced Nouf’s parents to permit nouf to go off to college with her. They protested that they know many Kuwaitis that are going to study in Boston and they’ll have each other for support, and they have many family and friends living in Boston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“waay malayt madre shasawee..3ala ma insafer america..bss im going to miss my family wayed wayed wayed madre im having second thoughts about this …madre shasawee!!!?"&lt;/span&gt; nouf said confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“waay inshala bitchoofeenhom lat5afeeen… u won't regret it believe me u'll have fun fun fun in Boston! El 7een bala garage oo sharayech na5ith a summer job?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ooow madre chena mali 5ilg !”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“la2 wala we will have fun.. I found a perfect place where we can go! A brand new place where there is coffee shops and clothes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Few days later it was the first day of work for the 2 girls. They were working, at the new mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ohhhhh look over there!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“What!??”&lt;/span&gt;jawa said eagerly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Hot guys!!”&lt;/span&gt; with her mouth wide open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;“Really where?!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“OMG!! It’s 7amad and his friends!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“goodbye precious moment....Wai3 7amad oo 7amad thiba7teena… his friends wayed abrak mina.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;ishta6ayt 3abaly hot guys a5er shay 6ala3 hathayla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile 7amad and his friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“waay malayt min hal mokan shakle baba6il el shi’3il”&lt;/span&gt; ...7amad said in a bored tone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“La2!!Laish!?.......abaay choof mo chena hathee Nouf oo rifijat ha?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“EE 9a7? O5 5oosh 9idfa”&lt;/span&gt; he said excitedly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad and Nawaf headed to Nouf and Jawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“abaaay shasaweee Jawa!! Help!!...Yayeen 9oobna!”&lt;/span&gt; *blushing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“abaay laish wayhech chithy a7mar bss 5ala9, they're just ur classmates”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Not just any classmates!!!”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;madre laish faj2a lama 5ala9t madresa gimt asti7y mina akthar ..laish madree!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Hala Nouf!? Shlonich? Walahat 3alach!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Ha 9ij!?”&lt;/span&gt; her face turned into many shades of red…but at the same time her lips grew into a small curved smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“EE wala!.. la tinsayn intay chinech i5ty!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When nouf heard that... it was like someone had slapped her in the face and that smile turned upside down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chena i5tik!!!;@.. I’ll show u brother ;@!!! One day u’ll like me more than just a sister!;@&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hii! Shlonkom? ..la tinsoony ana ba3ad tara walhan 3alaykom, ur my never forgotten classmates and sisters.” Nawaf said politely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“EE, zyna il7imidallah.. ee 7attan ana walaht 3alaykom!, so wat are u guys doing here?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“madree min el malal ..5athayna a job!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ee but now 7amad yabee yi6la3 cuz eygool malaga oo malal”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“heey bss madre itha ba6la3 now ..lets try it at least for few days.. nawaf!”&lt;/span&gt; he hit nawaf on the arms .... &lt;em&gt;waaay eshfee nawaf ..wara ma chift hom yishta'3loon ehny akeed mabee a6la3..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“ma 3arafteena 3ala rifijtich ?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ee I was just about to..” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before nouf could say anything jawa interrupted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“Hi ana Jawa- cousin nouf!”&lt;/span&gt; she said irritated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad; &lt;em&gt;waay hathy eshfeeha chithy em3a9ba.. nafsiya!!.. but at the same time cute!!! ;s &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373294469410387909-4384767437266644649?l=my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4384767437266644649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/eager-to-know-2.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/4384767437266644649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/4384767437266644649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/eager-to-know-2.html' title='Eager To Know (2)...'/><author><name>Yep, im weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01260915758830821916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_br_1gxHa2-E/TIwA3DFpFuI/AAAAAAAAABg/BXSB0pXqse4/S220/403_question%2520mark%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373294469410387909.post-9161731765990383971</id><published>2009-07-19T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T11:04:44.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eager To Know...</title><content type='html'>This is my first post... fa mako wayed action... bss plzz comment...and point out on my mistakes ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After years of tears, laughter, happiness and sadness involving the school years it's finally over for the seniors. In this time of the year many students are excited to graduate and move on with their lives and conquering their goals. Living in a small neighborhood 7amad is finally relieved that he’s graduating from high school and is looking forward studying in America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“wanasa el youm bat5araj min el ethanawiya… oo baftak!!!! Mehahaha&lt;/span&gt;”7amad said excitedly while putting on his white soft dishdasha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“yala yoma ta3al ta7at salim 3ala ahlik..3ashan ba3dayn inroo7 7ag el 7afla… Yala ra7 nit2a5er!” Mom screamed from downstairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;kany yay youma”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went to the living room where his family were waiting for him, in is pure white dishdasha and with his clean shaved beard, and his trimmed mustache.. he walks towards his father and kisses him on the head and greets his cousins, aunts and uncles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ha eshraykom?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His older brother 5alid who often teases: oo shasani3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“yala gomow gomaw la nit2a5er bss.. mo gilt tabee tit5araj!?” his father teases&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ee yala 5an ni6la3”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they all walk out the door and each one headed to his own car&lt;br /&gt;They arrived at al raya ballroom since the graduation takes place there, they were like a group of military heading all at once to one place and to one door.. 7amad laughed while looking at his big family and headed toward the other door behind the masra7 where he met with his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ooo 7amood chan ma yeet!” His friends called out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family found a place to sit in the audience… they were a little bored from all the speeches the principals and peers had to say. But when they were calling the graduates names and they heard 7amad al……… they all got up so proudly and clapped like they’ve never clapped before, they were screaming his name all over like fans would scream for their ideals..and 7amad just looked at the audience with his wicked smile.;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf is sooooo happy that she will finally graduate from this old building, she doesn’t refer as school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Waaaaaaaaaaaaay ombay ma a9adig a5eeran ra7 at7araj oo inshalla inshalla ahly yirthoon adres bara!!…"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf’s closest cousin and best friend Jawa, was sitting right next to her helping Nouf prepare for the graduation.. they are the same age but Jawa was a few months smaller. They've been together through their ups and downs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;“ana el 7imdiallah rithow ahly allah ey5aleehom lee inshalla oo intay ba3ad inshalla ebyirthoon wara ma my ahly yigna3oon ahlech..”&lt;/span&gt; Jawa said determined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“la2 min9ijech …ma ra7 yirthoon 9adgeeny.. intay akeed 3ady bedam omech espaniya..ya7laylaha akeed tirtha”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;“la2 7aram 3alaych..omy 7adha strict..oo la2 ebyirthoon inshalla we have to stick to our plan, that we’ll study together forever, I can’t bear not seeing you for months,, we’ve been together since childhood.. we can’t find our seperate ways now and besides we applied to the same uni"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf starting looking at the watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Abaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay ti2a5arna!!!! .. bs how do I look!??!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;“Gorgoeus!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“So why do I feel the opposite. ;s” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ Nouuf !!!!! JAwaaa!! ..yala nizlaw oo bela garga!!! Chiftow esa3a cham?!! “ screamed Jumana nouf's older sister... they have a huge difference in age&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf and Jawa ran down in a blink of an eye…&lt;br /&gt;“inshalla 3amety” they both teased Jumana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ya7laylech ..benty gomar, yala ti2a5artay roo7ay gabilna.. oo a7na ba3ad eshway ebni6la3” nouf’s mom complimented her daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf took her bag and her graduation clothes and headed through the door, when she arrived she headed towards her friends and they started screaming with excitement, and talking about their after graduation celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Few minutes later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the students were lined up in the stage, organized and polished, and Nouf was looking around at the audience for her family… finally she spotted them, then relaxed and sat down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They started calling students name to get their certificate, then suddenly Nouf ‘s heart stopped when she heard them calling 7amad al………,then the audience went mad and clapped. She couldn’t get her eyes off of 7amad’s smile towards the audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ohh I never saw a smile so sweet, and his eyes are so chocolaty brown..ya I know most people have brown eyes..but his was just different…they were just so unique, and he has the most beautiful thick eyelashes to match these gorgeous eyes, and his skin is like tarnish gold, and the muscular arms that he has could carry me without a force.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawa over at the audience heard them calling 7amad al… she was furious when she saw Nouf, looking so stupid while staring at 7amad, she thought that Nouf was stupid for having feelings towards a person like him. At the perspective of Jawa he was soo chayif roo7a with no good looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they called Nouf’s name she was as frightened as a chasten mouse. Her heart was beating so hard and she could see that all eyes were staring at her like some kind of owls, and when she was walking heading to get her certificate, her heart was beeping even faster. She saw 7amad staring at her in the front row seat. She felt that any minute now she would faint, she can’t help it graduating and not confessing to 7amad her true feelings towards him, she kept day dreaming. Meanwhile she heard people in the audience screaming her name, which gave her a slap in the face and she starting walking faster heading to the certificate...the other end of the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawa in the other hand was screaming her lungs out and is so happy that her cousin is finally graduating. And then can’t help but imagining how their life after this would be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The graduation is over and everyone threw their hats up towards the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad went to get congratulated from his family; he hugged them with pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**sniff sniff** “ ma a9adig wildy kibar” his mom broke in tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mabrouk ewlady ..allah eywafgik inshalla!” his father said proudly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf got off from stage and hugged her mom and dad, and brothers and sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“mabrouk 7abeebty” her mom and dad said proudly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;allah eybarik feekom”&lt;/span&gt; having the biggest smile in her face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went racing to hug Jawa ...they both hugged each other so tightly and soon enough broke into tears of joy.. *sniff sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7amad smiled and winked at Jawa and Nouf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jawa: &lt;em&gt;Waaay eshyabee hatha wai3 wai3 wai3!!… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf in the other hand was (blushing) and looking towards 7amad ... &lt;em&gt;waaaaay eyanin hal walad &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that 7amad caught up with his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“yala 5anroo7 enshafi6 bel sayara”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ ha eshgilt? La theer balikom” his mother said angrily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ EE inshalla 5alty” 7amad’s friends covered up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they went running off the door.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373294469410387909-9161731765990383971?l=my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/9161731765990383971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/eager-to-know.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/9161731765990383971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/9161731765990383971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/eager-to-know.html' title='Eager To Know...'/><author><name>Yep, im weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01260915758830821916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_br_1gxHa2-E/TIwA3DFpFuI/AAAAAAAAABg/BXSB0pXqse4/S220/403_question%2520mark%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373294469410387909.post-3751859390094709967</id><published>2009-07-18T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T05:18:17.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm excited with the opening of my new blog!! XD ;D... I got inspired by all the people who have written amazing stories in blogs...oo inshalla tomorrow I'll post the first part of my story!! ... I hope you like it ;D! I need your help and support cuz its the first story I've ever written ;p ;p!!! oo allah yaster!! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Gd night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5373294469410387909-3751859390094709967?l=my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3751859390094709967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-excited-with-opening-of-my-new-blog.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/3751859390094709967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5373294469410387909/posts/default/3751859390094709967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-littlehidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-excited-with-opening-of-my-new-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Yep, im weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01260915758830821916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_br_1gxHa2-E/TIwA3DFpFuI/AAAAAAAAABg/BXSB0pXqse4/S220/403_question%2520mark%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
