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ga3ada il7een in heathrow waiting for my flight to come home. 6ab3an the english na9abeen e3yalt il lathena ma 3indehom a free wifi service provider so now im sitting at a public computer i paid 2 pound for i think 20 mins or something and its yelling at me to top it up. yeah right walla ya nas e7na ga3deen ib 3ez bil kuwait i cant wait to come home i miss my bed 7abeebee i love it ma boga shay. i really have to go to the bathroom beess il holding it i have a fear from public toliets 5oufik minhom anyways im still waiting to go home talk to you from q8 choas

waiting

as i stand here between disney store and H&M i watch the people walk back and forward. noticing the tiny details that goes between them. i couldnt help but wonder if one passer by one of these people rushing down oxford street like a chicken with no head, would in some twisted form of fate be linked to me.

moms dragging there kids out of the store. a husband standing outside h&m waiting for his wife, couples who have out of the blue decided to start making out infornt of all 5alg allah. i stand there waiting, waiting and more waiting. i wait for him to pass by. but i didnt find him.

today carnaby street london england. i saw him the person ive been waiting for. he noticed me first i didnt know until he stood there looking at me like a crazy woman. he had every right to to look at me like that. i was looking for in3al zanoba wintow ib karama. i loved my shoes and all but my feet where killing me.

white tshirt and shorts i think all i saw was his face. it was perfectly chiseld like a micheal angelo sculpter. it was only a second inwhich both our eyes connected but it felt like forever. we met twice on that street. but i wanted him to follow me. he was the one that was supposed to be waiting for me too.

you know that one person you know the one you dream of at night. we all have one but we never admit them. i saw mine today and maybe maybe i might see them soon. i know my blogs seem total random and not as intreging as most other blogs are but atleast what i write has something which means something to me.

you guys if you have some one to love then love them if youre waiting for someone to come and sweep you off your feet then thats ok but love them from now. love them like youve never felt love before. the world is your oyster make the most of it please.

i am clincally depressed i do obsses over stuff that have no meanings. im your normal screwed up person who is barly functioning in life but screw this. atleast ive counted my blessing tired everything and wont stop at nothing to get what i want. i do see a shrink i do live a double life but my double life isnt as hidden as it may seem.

this is a failure attempt at a blog but i dont care atleast i said whats on my mind.

chocolate bar

as i sit here waiting and waiting and waiting all i want to do is cry. ive been here since 7:30 its 8. i broke my fast on 7abat 3enab we7da oo may ma sherabt. i can see people staring at me i no they no that my friends probbly stood me up. but i was hoping for someone to come and sit with me. my knight in shining armor, some one to come and sweep me of my feet. and for some wierd reason that some one was the one ive been hating for so long. the man with me bil work. laish kint aby eyee oo il hope ele thebahnee ina i wanted him to come and sit with me. le awal mara chethe e9eer feenee. madree is it because i was desprate i really didnt know. but i needed him i didnt care if anyone saw us wela shay i wanted to sit and eat with him share a stupid fondue with him like the rest of them sappy couples. but i dont like him and theres no attraction towards him. bess for the hopeless hour thats who i wanted. when my friends arrived i hated the fact that they came. i wasnt even pleased to see them i wanted to leave they where over an hour late and i started crying from hunger but i had a smile on my face incase any one would notice. but as i was sitting there i was still hoping he would come or just be there as a surprise maybe some one told him we would be there. i hate myself for being like this.

bader

7:15 logged on to facebook perfectly normal. decided to cheak the groups and to my shock i found something distrubing. for i mintue i couldnt breathe. i thought it was a sick joke. some one so vile playing something so sick and disgusting. what i saw was the sentance that almost gave me a heart attack. the sentance read allah yer7amik ya bader sha3ban. i froze. i gasped. i could feel my body trembling. i needed air because i knew that what ever breath i had was thrown out of my body... i reach for my fone and send my cousin a message. she knows who he is. i grew up with him. he was my brother. at 2 pm on the 15th of august i lost some one dear to me. i lost my friend. the person who i would rush to school to see. fate brought us back together in uni. he was the first person that said hi to me. i thought he wouldve forgotten me espically since i moved schools. but he didnt. and now on this die i see this teribble thing in fornt of me. i feel lost i feel dead i feel sick. i miss him and i always will. i love you bader you have a piece of my heart.

part 2

things are not going well here.
in here i mean dawam.
some one thinks that im in a "relationship" with some guy and the problem is we barely talk and he gets on my nerve. i stepped off. why?? its much safer avoid confrontation just avoid it. il moshkila you cant read him fa madree shinoo edor ib bala oo wala agdar as2al a7ad 3ana 3ashan you no the specail treatment thing yeah sure as if i would do that.
madree walla gemt a5af mina oo hes starting to notice oo i avoid him as much as i can which i am doing and strongly. i dont want to fall for any of this

the art of war

this is it the battle of the sexes. theres this guy at work whos bugging me like crazy.
he used to be with me in school and now he works in the same company for my dad. aaaaaaaaaaahgggggggggggggggggggggggg i hate him so much !!! lowa3 chabdee. today is his brithday and i brought the big guns out. kash5a 3al a5er oo 7agreta oo yeah he noticed and ze3al. lay daraja ele ya7gernee oo hes talking to other people while im talking to them. how rude!!!!.

i want him to leave move away from me bess makoo hes here where ever i go. il moshkila ina sometime ityela 3arat bess e5iz for no reason oo he noticed how good i looked. it showed cause hes still looking. fenee ejram oo i have to wait and see how it goes.

love!stinks over and out

here we go

oh my god this is it the first one !!!!
i did it I'm here wu9alt the blogging world. the world which got people fired arrested and most probably divorced.

what started it you may say ???? well my cousin who is also a blogger introduced me to this woman whom i hate wayed. lowe3at chabdee 3omree ma shift bint fager ketherha.

i mean come on!!! it5ayelow you guys shes a name dropper oo yeah shes here too.
can some one sense a cat fight ??? i sure do. hell i will start it if i have to.

i dont really know shagool even though 3indee wayed agola bess i guess all you have to go is wait and see shouldnt you

so stay in tune and wait for more

love!stinks over and out