Hi everyonneee!
Sorry for not posting, my phone is being a pain
I can't seem to get to my blog properly
And I can't reply to your comments
Aannnnddddd when I was about to click post
My phone goes all crazy and decided not to post
But delete everything I wrote instead :|
Sooo I gotta re-write it again from memory
Inshala fe post by the end of the week I'm hoping,
Sorry ga3da a6awl bs wala its difficult with everything going on
And gueesss whaaat!! I think I'm sick AGAIN!! :(
Anywayz I'll stop talking for now
bsss tara I didn't get wayd comments a5r mara :(
Not so inspiring :(
You guyz gotta support me
Its hard enough writing and posting from my phone ;s
Soo inshalaa posst sooonnn
Tc ;***
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Wednesday, October 06, 2010
Pearl Chapter 1: Lipstick Jungle
Heeyy!!
I know it took long enough
Sorry but I was busy ;s
Here is the first post
Madre if its short wla la2 bcz I wrote it on my phone and I can't really tell
And if there are any mistakes eb grammar or spelling 6awfaw bcz I'm tired w 3nde classes bacher w abe anam :p
I'll check it bacher and change any mistakes
One more thing,
Mako colors la2na I'm posting from my phone ;s
Bs once I get internet I'll start posting with colors
Sooo here it goooeesss
ENJOY!!! ;*
"Where is the bottle? God I should really learn how to organize things around here, its such a mess!!!" As Yousef rummaged through the things he has all over the place, in the pile of dirty clothes, in the drawers, in the fridge and in the living rooms, he realized it was about time to put this place back into order. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and sent a blackberry message to ask for some help. He didn't get a reply and he wasn't entirely surprised but he couldn't wait, so he scrolled through the list of phone contacts until he found the name 'Blondie'. As he pressed the call button, he began to pick a few things off the floor in attempt to tidy up the place.
Just as he was about to close the phone the call got connected. "Heellooo there!" It seemed like Reem was running for the phone and was now panting. "Hey baby girl, shlonech? Shaklech you were running for the phone." Reem was the 5th born child. She was 2 years younger than Yousef and she can sometimes be so thick and so that ever since he could remember he has always called her Blondie. They were so close that as kids they were the only two that would stick together no matter what 'the kids' got themselves into. They always had each others back. "Ee knt foug w telefony ta7at, I'm good 7mdila inta shlonek?"
Yousef took a deep breath and exhaled as if to tell her that this is all I can say about how I am at the moment. "I'm a mess Reem, I can't find anything in this place, its a mess and I don't have time to clean it up, I haven't slept in 4 days and I am now the only male person that has brought his baby girl to work and changed diapers on his desk. People think I'm going crazy..."
Without another word, Reem grabbed her car keys and made her way to the front door. She kept talking to Yousef on the phone asking about how baby dana is. She hadn't seen her in a few days and she missed her little neice. She's three months now. She can't believe its been that long. About 15 minutes later she was at her brothers house. She let herself in and made her way up the stairs to the nursery.
She opened the door ever so gently just incase baby dana was sleeping. She didn't want to wake her up. As she walked to the end of the room to the crib, she looked through the rails to find big round chocolate brown eyes staring back her with sparkles in her eyes. They instantly reminded her of Dana's mother. She shook the thought away to prevent herself from crying because it always breaks her heart when she see's baby Dana.
She picked her up and craddled her in her arms. Reem placed a light kiss on dana's forehead and inhaled her fresh scent. She looked her the big clock the was hanging on the wall that read 12:45pm. Reem knew it was time for her milk bottle so she placed her back in the crib and went of to the milk station. She grabbed a milk bottle from the fridge and poured the right amount of water required. She then took out the powdered milk can and spooned out the number of spoons needed. The closed the bottle and gave it a smooth shake.
About 30 minutes later, Dana had finished her milk and was off to the dream world. Reem put her in her crib, covered her up tightly and made her way out of the room but kept the door slightly open incase the baby wakes up. She went down to the store room and grabbed everything she needed to clean this house from top to bottom. She then went to find Yousef sitting on the couch slouched over with his head in his hands. Reem stood there and looked at her brother who seemed like he has aged too much in the past few months.
She walked over to him and patted him on the back "Yalla goom, we've got a lot of cleaning to do.." Reem wanted him to go rest but she was certain he would only spend his time thinking instead of resting. They got up and spent the next 4 hours, cleaning, tidying and organizing the place. Everything was in its right place.
They both threw themselves on the couch once they were done only to hear Dana crying immediately after. Yousef was about to get up but Reem jumped up in front of him demanding he sits back down and rests "Ana aroo7 ashofha, intay ray7, in fact go to you room and sleep, ana ag3ad ihne laima blail and I'll watch her..." As much as Yousef wanted to say no he just couldn't because he really needed the rest. "Wedi agoolch la2 bs walla ta3ban w waray dwam bacher and meetings." He was feeling guilty to throw everything on his sister but he had no choice. " I'm not expecting you to say no, and that was a demand, yalla ro7 ray7 ana ma3nde shay."
Reem went up to check on baby Dana. When she went to the crib she found her laying there staring at the toys the were suspended from the side of the crib. She wasn't crying anymore so she left her. Reem stood there admiring the beauty and innocence of this little girl. She can honestly say that she thinks of her as her own daughter. She definitely is protective of her and was up all night during the first month taking care of her.
Yousef took a hot shower to ease every muscle in his body then got into his boxers and jumped into bed. He layed on his back with one hand behind his head. he staring at nothing in particular until his sight stopped at a photograph. He couldn't help but smile at the memory. Yousef turned his head to the left and looked at the empty space that was left beside him. It was cold and empty and belonged to no one anymore. He still didn't sleep on that side of the bed because it felt like he was talking it away from her. It still belonged to her.
"You think you know a story but you only know how it ends to get to the heart of the story you have to go back to the beginning"
The beginning:
"RASHA! Wainch ya rasha??? Hathe wainha?? Kil ma abe mnha awrag tharory ma algaha?? Madre laish em5aleha secartairty!! Oooffff" Yousef was storming around the 12th floor looking for his secretary while he mummbled under breath. He had a meeting in 15 minutes and there are papers he needs that are missing and nowhere to be found. Just as he reached the ladies room someone walked out and smashed right into him. It felt like the lady was hurt because she walked right into Yousef's hard masculine chest and jumped back a few steps. "Asf mashftch e5ti..." He looked up to see his secretary sanding there "Rasha intay wainch? 9arle sa3a a7os adawrch!!" Yousef was back to being mad. "Asfa stath bs knt bl ladies room.." She looked embarrassed as she dipped her head and looked at the floor. There was nothing more she could say. " Ok ma3lai bs fe awrag nag9a w madre wainhm w mabuga shay 3al meeting..." He felt a bit bad of getting mad because she was still human and needed her necessary breaks. " Inshala stath Yousef al7en a6l3lk ayshay nag9"
Before they turned around to make thei way back to his office a woman walked out of the ladies room looking so stunning. She was the most beautiful thing ever. For some reason, Yousef couldn't take his eyes off her bright red lipstick that was highlighting her beautiful full lips but as she walked passed then, Yousef snapped back to reality "yalla Rasha yallaa.."
I know it took long enough
Sorry but I was busy ;s
Here is the first post
Madre if its short wla la2 bcz I wrote it on my phone and I can't really tell
And if there are any mistakes eb grammar or spelling 6awfaw bcz I'm tired w 3nde classes bacher w abe anam :p
I'll check it bacher and change any mistakes
One more thing,
Mako colors la2na I'm posting from my phone ;s
Bs once I get internet I'll start posting with colors
Sooo here it goooeesss
ENJOY!!! ;*
"Where is the bottle? God I should really learn how to organize things around here, its such a mess!!!" As Yousef rummaged through the things he has all over the place, in the pile of dirty clothes, in the drawers, in the fridge and in the living rooms, he realized it was about time to put this place back into order. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and sent a blackberry message to ask for some help. He didn't get a reply and he wasn't entirely surprised but he couldn't wait, so he scrolled through the list of phone contacts until he found the name 'Blondie'. As he pressed the call button, he began to pick a few things off the floor in attempt to tidy up the place.
Just as he was about to close the phone the call got connected. "Heellooo there!" It seemed like Reem was running for the phone and was now panting. "Hey baby girl, shlonech? Shaklech you were running for the phone." Reem was the 5th born child. She was 2 years younger than Yousef and she can sometimes be so thick and so that ever since he could remember he has always called her Blondie. They were so close that as kids they were the only two that would stick together no matter what 'the kids' got themselves into. They always had each others back. "Ee knt foug w telefony ta7at, I'm good 7mdila inta shlonek?"
Yousef took a deep breath and exhaled as if to tell her that this is all I can say about how I am at the moment. "I'm a mess Reem, I can't find anything in this place, its a mess and I don't have time to clean it up, I haven't slept in 4 days and I am now the only male person that has brought his baby girl to work and changed diapers on his desk. People think I'm going crazy..."
Without another word, Reem grabbed her car keys and made her way to the front door. She kept talking to Yousef on the phone asking about how baby dana is. She hadn't seen her in a few days and she missed her little neice. She's three months now. She can't believe its been that long. About 15 minutes later she was at her brothers house. She let herself in and made her way up the stairs to the nursery.
She opened the door ever so gently just incase baby dana was sleeping. She didn't want to wake her up. As she walked to the end of the room to the crib, she looked through the rails to find big round chocolate brown eyes staring back her with sparkles in her eyes. They instantly reminded her of Dana's mother. She shook the thought away to prevent herself from crying because it always breaks her heart when she see's baby Dana.
She picked her up and craddled her in her arms. Reem placed a light kiss on dana's forehead and inhaled her fresh scent. She looked her the big clock the was hanging on the wall that read 12:45pm. Reem knew it was time for her milk bottle so she placed her back in the crib and went of to the milk station. She grabbed a milk bottle from the fridge and poured the right amount of water required. She then took out the powdered milk can and spooned out the number of spoons needed. The closed the bottle and gave it a smooth shake.
About 30 minutes later, Dana had finished her milk and was off to the dream world. Reem put her in her crib, covered her up tightly and made her way out of the room but kept the door slightly open incase the baby wakes up. She went down to the store room and grabbed everything she needed to clean this house from top to bottom. She then went to find Yousef sitting on the couch slouched over with his head in his hands. Reem stood there and looked at her brother who seemed like he has aged too much in the past few months.
She walked over to him and patted him on the back "Yalla goom, we've got a lot of cleaning to do.." Reem wanted him to go rest but she was certain he would only spend his time thinking instead of resting. They got up and spent the next 4 hours, cleaning, tidying and organizing the place. Everything was in its right place.
They both threw themselves on the couch once they were done only to hear Dana crying immediately after. Yousef was about to get up but Reem jumped up in front of him demanding he sits back down and rests "Ana aroo7 ashofha, intay ray7, in fact go to you room and sleep, ana ag3ad ihne laima blail and I'll watch her..." As much as Yousef wanted to say no he just couldn't because he really needed the rest. "Wedi agoolch la2 bs walla ta3ban w waray dwam bacher and meetings." He was feeling guilty to throw everything on his sister but he had no choice. " I'm not expecting you to say no, and that was a demand, yalla ro7 ray7 ana ma3nde shay."
Reem went up to check on baby Dana. When she went to the crib she found her laying there staring at the toys the were suspended from the side of the crib. She wasn't crying anymore so she left her. Reem stood there admiring the beauty and innocence of this little girl. She can honestly say that she thinks of her as her own daughter. She definitely is protective of her and was up all night during the first month taking care of her.
Yousef took a hot shower to ease every muscle in his body then got into his boxers and jumped into bed. He layed on his back with one hand behind his head. he staring at nothing in particular until his sight stopped at a photograph. He couldn't help but smile at the memory. Yousef turned his head to the left and looked at the empty space that was left beside him. It was cold and empty and belonged to no one anymore. He still didn't sleep on that side of the bed because it felt like he was talking it away from her. It still belonged to her.
"You think you know a story but you only know how it ends to get to the heart of the story you have to go back to the beginning"
The beginning:
"RASHA! Wainch ya rasha??? Hathe wainha?? Kil ma abe mnha awrag tharory ma algaha?? Madre laish em5aleha secartairty!! Oooffff" Yousef was storming around the 12th floor looking for his secretary while he mummbled under breath. He had a meeting in 15 minutes and there are papers he needs that are missing and nowhere to be found. Just as he reached the ladies room someone walked out and smashed right into him. It felt like the lady was hurt because she walked right into Yousef's hard masculine chest and jumped back a few steps. "Asf mashftch e5ti..." He looked up to see his secretary sanding there "Rasha intay wainch? 9arle sa3a a7os adawrch!!" Yousef was back to being mad. "Asfa stath bs knt bl ladies room.." She looked embarrassed as she dipped her head and looked at the floor. There was nothing more she could say. " Ok ma3lai bs fe awrag nag9a w madre wainhm w mabuga shay 3al meeting..." He felt a bit bad of getting mad because she was still human and needed her necessary breaks. " Inshala stath Yousef al7en a6l3lk ayshay nag9"
Before they turned around to make thei way back to his office a woman walked out of the ladies room looking so stunning. She was the most beautiful thing ever. For some reason, Yousef couldn't take his eyes off her bright red lipstick that was highlighting her beautiful full lips but as she walked passed then, Yousef snapped back to reality "yalla Rasha yallaa.."
Sunday, October 03, 2010
New Story
New story for you guyz
But u HAVE to promise ina I get comments mnkm!
I'm starting hal story w ana ma3nde internet yet cause me moved and it takes time fa I'm mostly going to be posting for my phone which needs a lot of patience which I lack sometimes
And I also have uni stuff and this year is going to be busy bs ham I'm going to post regularly fa I need support mnkm 3shan akaml aktb
It will be hard for me to write properly when I'm not getting comments at all.
Anywayz, here is what the story is going to be about.
I already started writing the first post fa inshala very soon it will be posted.
The story is going to be from a man's point of view. There will occasionally be times where it is from the woman's but it would probably be because it would make the post a lot better and more interesting.
Basically its about how two people, after getting married, get along and live with one another without a proper previous relationship. Shlon yt3awdon 3la ba3ath and discover new things about each other. The ups and downs that come with it. The good times and the bad. The fights, the make up's, the sacrifices. The energy you have to put in to make everything work.
They are from different societies. They grew up in different worlds, different values, although the basic things are the same.
There is a storyline, its not just going to be talking about life and marriage. the storyline is this:
Two people who are related. They know
each other and seen each other but as kids. As they grow older they're
families still visit each other but because of women bro7 w men broo7
rule from the s3oody half of the family, they haven't seen each other
as adults.
After a while the guy sees the girl w yn3jb feha, finds out they are
related and its that little girl he used to always see at family
gatherings.
they get married, no relationship before bs true and pure feelings,
everything starts after, even though they like each other and start to
grow closer etc they still have their differences due to where and how
they grew up. Some of the things the wife sees right the husband sees
wrong and vice verse.
The guy is Kuwaiti. Born, lived and worked there. He has a big family. 3 brothers and 3 sisters. His mom is from saudi arabia but since she married his father she moved to kuwait and has lived there ever since. He is 25 years old and is the fourth born child of the family.
He thrives to achieve more. Never settles for what he has. Popular amongst his employees. A law school graduate from UCLA. He just recently got his masters. Very handsome. He has the manly type of features and build.
Dark eyes with thick eye lashes. Thick eyebrows, not the ugly type, but the very sexy type. Straight perfect nose. Lightly pink full lips. He isn't white or dark, just in between. The skin color where when it gets beyond hot his cheeks start to turn red. Thick brown hair which isn't very short and a perfectly trimmed dark goatee.
The girl is from saudi arabia. Born, lived, studied school and got her bachelors there and influenced by the culture there. She has 2 brothers and a little sister. She's 23 years old and is the third born child in her family.
She likes to perfect whatever she works on and so always sticks to whatever she achieves trying to perfect every aspect and every corner. She is a marketing major and also just got her masters from Richmond university in the UK.
She has the beautiful features that most s3oody girls have. Long dark luscious thick hair. Perfect height where anything she wears would always look perfect even though she isn't wearing heals. Thin but not extremely thin. Just the right amount, What every guy looks for in a woman, or shall I say most guys. Fair skin and big brown sparkling eyes.
Has a great sense of style and always knows when to wear the perfect amount of make up. As much as she has turned heads, she was never interested in relationships and always thought a relationship can never start before marriage but surprisingly she isn't close minded.
That's all I'm going to say for now. I already said to much. These are the two main characters. Watch out for the first post! Hope you enjoy it.
Let me know what you think of it though!!
You guys might have idea that might help me ;)
But u HAVE to promise ina I get comments mnkm!
I'm starting hal story w ana ma3nde internet yet cause me moved and it takes time fa I'm mostly going to be posting for my phone which needs a lot of patience which I lack sometimes
And I also have uni stuff and this year is going to be busy bs ham I'm going to post regularly fa I need support mnkm 3shan akaml aktb
It will be hard for me to write properly when I'm not getting comments at all.
Anywayz, here is what the story is going to be about.
I already started writing the first post fa inshala very soon it will be posted.
The story is going to be from a man's point of view. There will occasionally be times where it is from the woman's but it would probably be because it would make the post a lot better and more interesting.
Basically its about how two people, after getting married, get along and live with one another without a proper previous relationship. Shlon yt3awdon 3la ba3ath and discover new things about each other. The ups and downs that come with it. The good times and the bad. The fights, the make up's, the sacrifices. The energy you have to put in to make everything work.
They are from different societies. They grew up in different worlds, different values, although the basic things are the same.
There is a storyline, its not just going to be talking about life and marriage. the storyline is this:
Two people who are related. They know
each other and seen each other but as kids. As they grow older they're
families still visit each other but because of women bro7 w men broo7
rule from the s3oody half of the family, they haven't seen each other
as adults.
After a while the guy sees the girl w yn3jb feha, finds out they are
related and its that little girl he used to always see at family
gatherings.
they get married, no relationship before bs true and pure feelings,
everything starts after, even though they like each other and start to
grow closer etc they still have their differences due to where and how
they grew up. Some of the things the wife sees right the husband sees
wrong and vice verse.
The guy is Kuwaiti. Born, lived and worked there. He has a big family. 3 brothers and 3 sisters. His mom is from saudi arabia but since she married his father she moved to kuwait and has lived there ever since. He is 25 years old and is the fourth born child of the family.
He thrives to achieve more. Never settles for what he has. Popular amongst his employees. A law school graduate from UCLA. He just recently got his masters. Very handsome. He has the manly type of features and build.
Dark eyes with thick eye lashes. Thick eyebrows, not the ugly type, but the very sexy type. Straight perfect nose. Lightly pink full lips. He isn't white or dark, just in between. The skin color where when it gets beyond hot his cheeks start to turn red. Thick brown hair which isn't very short and a perfectly trimmed dark goatee.
The girl is from saudi arabia. Born, lived, studied school and got her bachelors there and influenced by the culture there. She has 2 brothers and a little sister. She's 23 years old and is the third born child in her family.
She likes to perfect whatever she works on and so always sticks to whatever she achieves trying to perfect every aspect and every corner. She is a marketing major and also just got her masters from Richmond university in the UK.
She has the beautiful features that most s3oody girls have. Long dark luscious thick hair. Perfect height where anything she wears would always look perfect even though she isn't wearing heals. Thin but not extremely thin. Just the right amount, What every guy looks for in a woman, or shall I say most guys. Fair skin and big brown sparkling eyes.
Has a great sense of style and always knows when to wear the perfect amount of make up. As much as she has turned heads, she was never interested in relationships and always thought a relationship can never start before marriage but surprisingly she isn't close minded.
That's all I'm going to say for now. I already said to much. These are the two main characters. Watch out for the first post! Hope you enjoy it.
Let me know what you think of it though!!
You guys might have idea that might help me ;)
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