Ordinary...

Dalal looked at the mirror… She liked the image it reflected… She knew she wasn’t beautiful… Her hair wasn’t exquisite… Her figure was barely acceptable… She was cute and had a very pretty smile… She wasn’t beautiful but it was the most she could pull off… She re-applied lipstick on her dry lips… She couldn’t take so long… They just announced the arrival of the bride, one of her closest friends… She went back to the breath-taking ballroom… She found her way back to her friends, who were standing in unison awaiting their best friend’s entrance into the most magical stage of her life… It took only a moment to realize that the room wasn’t what was breath taking… It was in fact the bride… Dalal literally placed her hand on her heart to slow down her heart beats… She struggled to keep the waterfalls caged in her small eyes… The bride was fit for a queen…

The bride stood and looked at the people who loved her most, her friends… It was time for those closest to her heart to dance… Dalal looked around and she couldn’t help but see the beauty… Her friends were all beautiful… The light fair ones, the dark ones, the tall ones, the short ones, the petite ones, the chubby ones…The ones with hair short, long, straight, and curly… They all looked amazing… They all had stories… They all had adventures… They were all enjoying the best times of their lives… Some were experiencing love, others were just utilizing every bit of their youth…. Dalal looked back at her life… She was loved by everyone… She was a part of every one of those adventures…

If her friends had successful love stories… She helped make it happen…
If they had good grades… She was a big part of their motivation..
If they were on the wrong path… She was their wake up call…
If they were in trouble… She was their safety…
If they felt despair… She was their hope…

They didn’t owe her anything… She just played a major role in the movie of their lives…

Dalal smiled… and realized that never once in her life, was she the star of the movie of her own life… Why would she be…?

If she herself saw the reflection of an ordinary girl… how could anyone else see her any differently...

Confessions of a Shopaholic??

The movie sucks....

There goes an hour and a half of my life i'm not getting back...

Awal shay... el cast... No comment... KELISH mo laygeeeeeen 3al roles! Kelish... Thanii shay el TAMTHEEL?? 7asaait enni i'm watching one of my old school projects that i taped eb serdaabna... Mako Flow... oo 7addi i didn't feel the love... The funniest part was when she danced and made a fool of herself... That kinda made me laugh...

Ohh Laaawwww kaan feee a teeny tiny tiny tiny part of us (amosh and I) that might have liked the movie... Sobo (rfeejti) killed it with all her might!! Yes Yes she's the same friend eli ga3da yammi eb twilight.. eli she gets violent when she's in a movie... SO there she was ga3da yammi.. oo kel ma 9ar shay ma 3ajaabha.. She punches The closest thing she can find ... In this case... ME!! The movie was maleeq... FQ kanat ga3da bro7haa eb Row thani cuz mako tickets... Oo Toosh kan 3ajebha el film fa t'hawashna cuz galat enna we're high maintenance freaks oo e7na gelna 3anha shallow...oo Thank you Sobo for tesheyeshing me even more and making the movie unbearable... It was a very successful 6al3a...

I woke up gabel ams with this Big thing on my face... it looked like i was being abused by someone.. Chennaaa bigggg bruise or shay chethi... (Lets just say i'm clumsy)

Ukhoi lekbeer shafne chan egol Shennu hatha??

Me: Hosha.. Rfejtii 6agatni (monotone...obviously joking)

Him: ENTAW 3abalkumm SHABAB?!?!

Me: Dude... Calm down... I'm kidding jesus

Him: ahh okay.. shenu jesus entay weya 7jabech

Me: i watch too many movies (KELA mennich!! U know who u are... 9eJJ man 3ashara qawman... )

Elmohim, back to my bruise-like thing ... ya3ne kelish kelish i wasn't able to go and see people.. so i took advantage of that day to stay home... 7ag ummi... le2anha ga3da tgol eni hayta...

Conversation...

Me: Yummma!! Kella ga3deen bel bait.. ya el mamlaka (bait rfejti toosh leb3eed) or eb BAIT SOBO!! (sorry sobo for using u as my endless excuse)

Mom: oo b3dain?? 3abalech byot rfejatich mo hyata?

Me: Laa2!! enjabel ba3ath yumma e7na el four kelyommm oo yumma ya3ne mo mn be3d bait'hum kelha five minutes..

Mom: Ratbayy jadwal 6al3aatech... MAY9eeer Kelyomm!! Mo 3aib 3alaichh shegolon enaas?

Me: yeah yeah Sure (may9er a7enn b3dain et3aned... khal agolaha okay oo tensa bacher;* sorry mama if ur reading this.. LoL)

Abi as2al so2al... etha ana kelyom a7eb I go out.. bss go out as in.. I wake up... eat breakfast eb bait one of my best friends eli en3aref ba3athh since forever... oo we hang out there.. study.. sowalef... do whatever.. then like go meshaweer.. get stuff done.. maybe maybe cafe or mokan low-key.... Go to a place fe nass like once or twice a week... Why is it so wrong? ya3ne okay its not like i'm going e9eb7 reyoooggg eb avenues b3dain ghada Slider b3dain 3a9er till maghreb eb coffee republic b3dain 3asha madre wain b3dain as'har 3nd my friend, every day..

Mom: entay bss te6le3en mn el bait aye mokan.. 7attan Lo jam3eya.. ma7soba 3alaich 6al3a..


9ejj kheera.. The stupid thing eli 6ala3 eb wayhi... oo ga3adt bel bait... ummi 7adha stanesat.. b3dain e3taraftlaha enna i stayed because of the big bruise thing... I felt guilty... fa i promised to stay home 3ashanha another day lol...

So any of u guys emwajheen moshkela bel "hyata" weya ahalkum? Share Please;***


btw (hal kalam 7g H&S) I hope u know enna even though i don't see u much... I love u wayed... ull always be my sisters;** oo Tayo yalla redday mn el sufar we miss u;**

He Loves me... He Loves me not...

Scene: At a friend’s house… hanging out… talking…

A: tkhayelaw… tathkeroon ex Sara? Elii kanaw e7ebon ba3ath wayed bss ahalhum ma ra7 yerthon so they broke up?

Everyone: ee?

A: tadroon enna tawa he had a daughter and he called her sara..
Some girls: awwwwhh!! 7arammmm!! Kan 9ejj e7ebha!! HATHA el 7ub!!


Okay…


There’s this trend… This is the fourth guy I’ve heard eli sama his daughter 3ala the girl he used to love… That’s not quite the problem. The real problem is that the girl who used to date this guy becomes really flattered.. She’s so happy that this guy is still thinking about her.. Even though she doesn’t love him anymore. Even though she has moved on… It makes her happy and it gives her a sense of triumph…


Personally, I would be very offended if a guy I used to love calls his daughter after me…

Reasons:

1) It would make me a freak to want to consume a part of his heart when he belongs (emotionally AND legally) to another girl.

2) My love for him would be clearly based on a lie.. Because I would NEVER intentionally love a guy who would do such a disrespectful thing.

3) It would exactly feel like a married stranger is flirting with me.. Either he’s a bad guy.. Or I’m seducing a married man…both not amusing

4) Love CAN last an eternity after you break up, however your actions based on that love END the day u END the relationship… Anything beyond that means you’re crossing the line.

5) I would put myself in his wife’s shoes… Man that would suck… since I’m putting myself in her place, and that situation would offend her, it would offend me too.


Banat… When you love a guy… Wouldn't you love him more than anything? Sometimes more than your friends… Think of it this way… When your bestest bestest bestest friend eli t7eboonha more than anyone tenkhe6eb…. Don’t you feel happy for her? Okay okay 9ejj enna its gonna be different.. This girl eli she’s 24/7 mjaabletech ra7 tro7... Bss won’t you be happy for her.. You would keep your sad feelings for yourself and let her go… Why? Because it would make HER happy.. Oo entaw t7eboonha…

It’s the same thing.. This guy you love… He’s married… BE happy for him. LET him go… ITS NOT A GOOD THING enna he still remembers you… and its WORSE enna you like the fact enna he’s not moving on…


Another issue mo 3ajbatni bel banat… of course not all of them… But MANY… They have this obsession about guys who don’t want them… Mathalan…

Girl: wayhh shfe hatha 7ann.. I don’t want him hff!! Shyabi feni laishh kella e7en??

(a month passes… The girl doesn’t hear from this guy)

Girl thinks: hmmm.. Sh3enda? Shda3wa he didn’t call? Shda3wa ma yes2al..? Shfeee??

(Two other weeks pass… Girl tshof guy eb msn faj2a dash online..)

Girl: hiii….

Boy: ahlan

Girl: Shlonek?

Boy: ebkhair el7mdela…

Girl (fifteen minutes later): Busy?

Boy: ee shway.. Brb..

Girl thinks: What the hell?? Shfeeee hatha?? WHO the hell does he think he is? Ana eli maa abeee a9lan…

(two weeks pass.. Msn again)

Girl: Hiiiii

Boy: ahlaaain

Girl: shda3wa mn zeman 3aaanek??

Boy: walla mawjood..

Girl: eee ma tes2al wala shay.. Wainekk??

Boy: heheh t3arfeen dawamm oo chethi..

Girl: ee awal kent etdawem ba3ad bs kent kela tes2al..

Boy: ee el sheqel b3d ta3ab oo chethi..

Girl: Oh okay ta3aal abiii agolekk salfa..

(Boy mayredd 3alaihaaa.. Tan6er 7 minutes)

Girl: Aloooo

Boy: hala?

Girl: Wback

Boy: lol ma re7t mukan..

Girl thinks: AKEED hatha laaageeeela wa7da!!! MENU hathii??

Then tabdi el legaafa… not because she’s interested in him… bss because gaaam ma ya36eeha wayh… So faj2a 9ar “HOT”!! please banaat…

Tadron fe mathal egol : lebnaya methel el kura.. 7e6ha fog rasik et6e7... Bss throw her at the wall etredlik…

Is that what you really want guys to think about us? What about our strength? What about our education, our hobbies, our personalities, oo wayed things… Why do girls hide those amazing things with surfacy shallowy crap… ya3ne come on… Grow up… (ga3da agol 7g nafsi to grow up as well… ga3da awajeh moshkela bel da3ala)…

Please goloooli what you think of this issue… abi ur opinions please :D:D:D



This post ehda2 to alooshy;) Hope I expressed your feelings eb hal mawtho3 lol!

I need your help people!!

3ndi moshkelaa.. oo I need advice.. I'm seriously considering seeing a psychiatrist...

maaa agdar anam belail... la2 la2 mo as in laili nahar oo nahari lail... 7attan lo mwa9la... oo an6er lain belail 3shan anamm.. 3adii jeddan awa9el again... I have this thing where I just don't sleep at night... and I have no idea laish... etha nemt at 12 (VERY early)... I sleep half an hour then wake up... sleep an hour then wake up... sleep another half hour then wake up... gemt at3ab wayedd le2anna i end up not sleeping at all le2anna mabbi el yom ythee3...

Fa please... if anyone has any remedies or any advice or anything agdar asawiii bel bait to create the mood mal el nommmm....!! please i would be very thankful....;***

Still the first to wish u a good one...

I hope life treats you kind...

and I hope you have all you've dreamed of....

and I wish to you joy and happiness...

but above all this, I wish you love..

Feb 19th is only 12 hours away... Happy Birthday... I truly wish you the best birthday and many more to come;*

Abla Nora...

For those of you who don’t know her… it’s a mosalsala…

Abla Nora is a principal eb a girl’s school… She was happily married and had no kids… She dedicated her whole life to helping her students… They were all the children she never dreamed she could have. She also gave them time outside school hours. She considered her self a person who was responsible of raising those girls… Not only disciplining them… bema3na… she saved many lost souls… Connected many of them with their families… gave many of them love…


She was madly in love with her husband of over 25 years… 3abdelra7man… He loved her back… He loved her with all his might… Even though she couldn’t bare children… Though, she did raise his baby brother... 3abdelra7man adored every inch of her… He gave her everything and was constantly by her side… He also participated in her small expeditions to save her student’s lives… He took her job seriously and respected everything that she was about…


One day, she got a phone call… 3abdelra7man died in a car accident… He was in his car… With his secret second wife…


Abla Nora was at a loss for words… She couldn’t express her loss nor could she show emotion… He betrayed her… For 7 years he has been married.. He has a six year old daughter… and a newborn son… The kids had no family and now are orphans… She couldn’t take them in.. They were the indicator of the lie and betrayal she has been living in for the past seven years…


Suddenly, she learned that 3abdelra7man’s daughter was called nora… and his son was called m7amad (3ala uboo abla nora)… her heart softened…


Ana.. 3ndi two emotions… a part of me hated 3abdelra7man… another part of me was really confused…

Awal shay… Etha 3abdelra7mannnnn eli I don’t think ako rayel methla, yegdar ekhon abla nora… I’m SO afraid of what our future holds, as women.. Why didn’t he tell her… maybe she would have been sad bss tertha in the end etha he wants children and she wants him to be happy..

Thani emotion, is opposite of the first.. How could a man cheat on his wife yet love her enough to call his children 3alaiha… Is it true? And is it Okay etha khan’ha oo kept the truth menha as long as still e7ebha oo ma 7asas’ha enna fe ghair’ha?


Please abeekum u comment le2anna awal marra I sympathize weya a man who cheats yet hate him to the core eb nafs el wagt… jadd for the first time ma 3ndii an opinion….. Plz give ur opinion;**