<?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-2767748990002751485</id><updated>2012-01-04T06:49:26.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything Happens for a Reason</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-6183642743480142884</id><published>2011-12-12T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T03:19:12.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ask.fm it is</title><content type='html'>Hii all :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it9adgon i loved the idea of questions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here we go &lt;a href="http://ask.fm/Hanoodaaa"&gt;http://ask.fm/Hanoodaaa&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;ask questions ;)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, dont ask me when are u continuing ur stories coz i myself have no IDEA!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks in advance i will try my best to answer all ur questions and check it daily &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE U:**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-6183642743480142884?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/6183642743480142884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=6183642743480142884' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/6183642743480142884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/6183642743480142884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/12/askfm-it-is.html' title='Ask.fm it is'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-6482728493849298570</id><published>2011-12-10T05:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T05:22:21.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindly choose :))</title><content type='html'>Do you Guys prefare a twitter account or an Askfm?! for us to keep in touch ;** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be waiting for ur replies ;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love u &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-6482728493849298570?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/6482728493849298570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=6482728493849298570' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/6482728493849298570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/6482728493849298570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/12/kindly-choose.html' title='Kindly choose :))'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-7006042546122549517</id><published>2011-10-26T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T02:04:10.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i know,,</title><content type='html'>it has been ages i know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you probably lost interest or forgot about me already but i miss u guys ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how is every one?? tell me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: i like a7lams song .. Hatha ana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-7006042546122549517?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/7006042546122549517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=7006042546122549517' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/7006042546122549517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/7006042546122549517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-know.html' title='i know,,'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-4350207308393516724</id><published>2011-08-15T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T01:49:36.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i've been tagged and these are my answers !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Available: hell yes !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Age: 25!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Animals:&amp;nbsp; CANT STAND THEM! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;B &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Beer: i think i will be extremly funny if i try them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Best friends:&amp;nbsp;Dalya my cousin&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Body Part on opposite sex: hmmm madrey !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Best feeling in the world:&amp;nbsp;after u shop&amp;nbsp;i guess u feel so fresh! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Best weather:&amp;nbsp;Londons! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Been in Love: Yes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Been on stage: Yes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Believe in Magic: No &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Believe in Santa: No &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Brand: By malene Briger, D&amp;amp;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;C &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Candy: Chocolate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Color:&amp;nbsp;BLACK!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Chocolate/Vanilla: Chocolate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;- Chinese/Indian/Italian: Italian all the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;- Cake or pie: Cake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Cheese: Big fan of it !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Day or Night: emm depends on my mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Dancing in the rain: i prefer kissing under the rain :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;E &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Eyes: mine are light colored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Ever failed a class?YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Enemies:i think i have wayed bas i dont know them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Exercise: i DO workout everyday or else atwq3 ma adsh men bab beitna coz i easily gain weight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;F &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– First thoughts waking up: who called me or texted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Food:&amp;nbsp;is a pleasure&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;G &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Greatest Fear: losing my beloved ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Get along with your parents: Yes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;H &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Hair Color: redish brown!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Happy: most of the times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Holiday: i am on one right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Ice Cream:&amp;nbsp;i used to be a big fan but not any more &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;J &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Jewelry: small tiny ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Job: i hate commitment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;K &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Kids: not a fan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Kickboxing or karate: kickboxing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Keep a journal? not really but i love to write &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;L &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Love: Marzoug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Laughed so hard you cried: when i laugh .. i laugh so hard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;M &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;- Milk flavor: i dont drink milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Movies: ma andemej ebser3a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Motion sickness: NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;N &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Number: 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– One wish: Cnt say it outloud ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Perfect Pizza: Dominoz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Pepsi/Coke: none &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Perfume/Cologne: private collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Q &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Quail: madre sheno ya3ne lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;R &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Reason to cry: emm when no one understands my pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Reality T.V: not a fan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Radio Station: i prefer my own selection &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Song:&amp;nbsp;emm.. i think amal 7ayati &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Shoe size: 37-38&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Salad Dressing: ay shay 7amth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Skinny dip: would love to try it some day:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Strawberries/Blueberries: none&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Sport:Runing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;- Sex: not all that girls !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Tattoos?:&amp;nbsp;wai3&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Thunderstorms: e7e6ni eb a gloomy mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;U &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Unpredictable:&amp;nbsp;very clear o easy to predict&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;V &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Vacation spot(s): London, Italy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;W &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Weakness: emm some1 is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Who makes you laugh the most: Rzaig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– Worst Weather?:&amp;nbsp;el7ar eb kel ashkala o anwa3a &amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;– X-Rays: nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;-Year: best year of my life 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;-Yellow to me it equals Qadsia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Z &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-fareast-font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;–&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Zoo animal: i hate them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Hope u guys dont find my answers boring i just answered honestly :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-4350207308393516724?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/4350207308393516724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=4350207308393516724' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/4350207308393516724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/4350207308393516724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/08/ive-been-tagged-and-these-are-my.html' title='i&apos;ve been tagged and these are my answers !'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-9207297284196276203</id><published>2011-08-01T00:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T00:50:52.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mbarak 3alaikom eLshahar;**</title><content type='html'>Mbarak 3aLaikom eLShahar;** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o 3asakom et3odona wet9omona kel sena wentaw ebkhair o 9e7a o 3affia o 3asa raby yetqabal 6a3atkom o 3ebadtkom ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since i am back !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kel wa7da tgole sheno betab3 lawsama7taw:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-9207297284196276203?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/9207297284196276203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=9207297284196276203' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/9207297284196276203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/9207297284196276203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/08/mbarak-3alaikom-elshahar.html' title='Mbarak 3alaikom eLshahar;**'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-2586704378517376022</id><published>2011-07-23T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T12:37:35.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Same7ne WelGhal6a ba3ad mat9er !!</title><content type='html'>i looked at my phone's screen ,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt really recognize the number ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but somehow i knew it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aloo" came my exhuasted voice &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ghalya?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat Radiated all over my body the minute i heard my name..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew the voice.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was khalid !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khalid my one and only!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"meno ?" i asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ma3araftene?" he asked in a shocked voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt say a word i could no longer lie &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Khaled?" i asked softly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SILENCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ghalya agdr ashoofich?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that i didnt expect!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"itshofne?!" i asked &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"etha momken"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was speechless.. i couldnt say a word..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here he came , Khalid, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after like 5 years ,, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he called randomly ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;asking to see me?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how was i suppose to react to that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tekfain Ghalya" he almost begged me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"feek shay!?" i asked and i started to get worried &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shfeeek?!" i asked instantly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ghalya ana walhan 3alaich wayed o a7tajich eb 7ayatii !!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my jaw dropped !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Khalid enta men sejik !?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wala el 3athem"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"khalid enta shlon tgole chethe wenta mat3arf wath3y " and before i could continue he intterupted "ana adre enech moo m3a a7ad oo 6ol hal 5 esnen o ana ataba3 akhbarech ma ghebty 3an 3ainy la7tha!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was way beyond shocked ,, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that i didnt expect .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he dumped me suddenly&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he just ignored my calls and texts ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and left .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without a word..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he didnt even explain why .,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for him i was not worth explaining to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt deserve a closure from him !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard alot about him.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew each and every girl he went out with after me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went through alot !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took me too long to move on !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait a minute did i say move on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt move on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always had this hope at the back of my head ,, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew he was coming back .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someday ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;when i had no idea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and once i started to lose hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. he called!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khalid called ,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mo men 7agik!" was the 1st thing i said after thinking for so long &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i actually rewind everything in my mind!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said nothing ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;then &lt;br /&gt;"ana asef"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was what i heard !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did he just apologize??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was SOO not him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt expect an apology .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought he would at least argue or try !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ghalya ..sam7ene "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ana sama7tik men zeman.. men yom ma6al3t men 7ayati faja'a ana ma a7qd 3la a7ad khalid "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he interrupted me "Ghalya wala ana moo metrag3 men yoom ma hadaitich"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"well i am sorry to hear that"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"walla ga3da a7s ena ele ga3id e9er fene 7oobtich!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"etha enta mareeeth alla yshafek "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he intterupted me "ana mooo mareeth... ana mooo mitragi3! ana ta3baan .. o walhan 3alaich wayed!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, galby 3awarne !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bas i tried to be strong and care less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"inshalla alla ewafgik"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ghalya" he said in a very exhausted voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"na3am" i really tried my best to sound strong &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mako amal?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i cant trust you khalid ,, ele swaita fene moo shwayya..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ra7 a3awthch 3an kel dgeega athaitch feeha .. 3an kel dam3a enzalat men 3ainich eb sebete..&amp;nbsp; 3atbene ,, lomene ,. saway ele tabeen bas arjoooch 3a6ene fer9a .."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"enta ma khalait 7ag nafsk feraaa9.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ghalya alla ekhalech ..ana a7ebech"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"magdr a9adgik.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i closed the phone ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt bare hearing him begging me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was still something in my heart for him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deep down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;i love him .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&amp;nbsp;was sure of that ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i cant !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cant bare any more heart breaks !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now did i&amp;nbsp; do the right thing ?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-2586704378517376022?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/2586704378517376022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=2586704378517376022' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/2586704378517376022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/2586704378517376022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/07/same7ne-welghal6a-ba3ad-mat9er.html' title='Same7ne WelGhal6a ba3ad mat9er !!'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-6569456026390230533</id><published>2011-07-17T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T10:57:56.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayaam 7obak,,</title><content type='html'>"Dina" he could hardly say my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt say a word,, i kept starring at his beatiful face,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after&amp;nbsp;what seemed like &amp;nbsp;ages he said "ha shdarach wain makteby?" and a stupid smile formed on his face &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that expression.. i know him!! i know when he is shocked .. and clueless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know him more than anyone else!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HIM MORE THAN ANY ONE ELSE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"em i asked the security wain maktab 7ameed"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he kept starring cluelessly at my face ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt continue starring.. i felt like fainting !! I MISSED HIM !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he then realized and said "tefthaly"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mashkor"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sat at the chair infront of him and looked down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt look at his face.. i was to weak to look at him beatiful face ,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was shocked definately .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was curious absolutley ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kept looking at the ground,, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he kept looking at me .. waiting for some thing from me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"teshreben shy dina?" he asked after like 5 minutes of complete silence &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"laa'a" i almost whispered..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he called the office boy "Jeb wa7d turkish coffe for me" he then said "akeed mataben shy?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nodded "ebser3a ma7boob" he then said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i then heard some taps on the keyboard of his pc probably &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after another 5 minutes.. he said "so enty teshtaghlain belshareka leflania ele yamna 3adel?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i then raised my head "7ameed.. laish hadaitni?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was WAAAAY&amp;nbsp;beyond shocked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aslan he didnt expect the visit .. let alone me asking him why he dumped me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he started to sweat .. the he mumbled something like "dina alla ehadach"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i interrupted him "alla ekhaleek jawebne" and my eyes begin to fill with tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he probably noticed that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dina halmawthoo3 6af 3alaig 3 esnen&amp;nbsp;laish al7een!" he said&amp;nbsp;tenderly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"7ameed..&amp;nbsp;" he interrupted me "dina arjooch kel wa7d ra7 eb6ereja o hal bab 9akaina men zmaaan laish yaya al7en tes'elenee.. wainich men 3 esnen!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"7amed.. ana 3omrey ma neseitik.. 6ol hal 3 esnen wana an6er menek shy ..lain&amp;nbsp;ma khalas i lost&amp;nbsp;hope.. ba3dain here u are i&amp;nbsp;see u everyday do u think ena halshy 3ady 3indy?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wala 3ady 3endii 9adgene..&amp;nbsp;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"adrey i can feel it " i said &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what can u feel?" he asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"agdr ashoof elahfa eb 3enk.. agdr a7s eb fazat galbk la sheftnii.. 7ameed ana a3arfk more than anyone else"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dina itsnt what u think it is" he lowered his head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt the whole world collapsing infront of me when he said that and my tears started to fell unexpectedly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dina alla ekhalech dont cry walla ma a3aber ashofich tabchen latga63en galby" that was when i felt my heart breaking down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ana istanast lama sheftech ma anker hal shy.. enty moo nafs aay shakh9 belnesba ley oo seeing you everyday isnt like seeing anyone else.. o ana walhan 3alaich o i miss our days and everything but.." and he stopped..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at him and begged him with my eyes to continue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ana ma3a aa7ad thany 7aleyan.. 9arley sena.. wana merta7 m3a el bint"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my whole body shrinked ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was what i heard real??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the love of my life is with some one else,.. and guess what HE WAS TELLING ME THAT HE IS HAPPY WITH HER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"7ameed oo ana?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dina.. ta'akharty wayed..Wayed" he looked away ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started to cry like there was no tomorrow ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dina .. ana 9arle 3 esnen madre 3anich oo madre sheno 9ar eb7ayatch ok ashoofich men fatra leey fatra 9idfa.. o u dont even smile to me.. i though u moved on.. i thought u were with someone else fa lazim ana haman ashoof 7ayatiii,,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i never moved on" i sobbed "i love u .. i love u more than her walla!! enta awl shy eb 7ayati kel shy weyak kan awal shy .." i sobbed harder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dina halkalam mala da3y ya Dina alla ehadach ta3wthy men eblees"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"7ameed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dina arjooch .. latba6len beban em9akeka.. ta3wthy men ebles.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt take it anymore.. the love of my life has moved on.. he is with someone else.. he told me that ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madre eshlon bas i stoodup and left ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he didnt even try to stop me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was when i realized he moved on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have to also move on!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-6569456026390230533?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/6569456026390230533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=6569456026390230533' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/6569456026390230533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/6569456026390230533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/07/ayaam-7obak.html' title='Ayaam 7obak,,'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-4608728090707403966</id><published>2011-07-13T04:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T04:17:45.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weakness?!</title><content type='html'>Do u believe that each one of us has a person that is considered his or her weakness?? regardless of time or place bas hal person is still THE WEAKNESS?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if yes who is urs? o what happenes when u see her or him !?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-4608728090707403966?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/4608728090707403966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=4608728090707403966' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/4608728090707403966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/4608728090707403966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/07/weakness.html' title='weakness?!'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-6007522241839376705</id><published>2011-07-12T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T01:20:02.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What if ?!</title><content type='html'>first of all, thanks 3la ur responds they did make me feel much better ,, i love u so much my girls;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friend of mine spoke to me yesterday about her situation with her ex bf o she wanted my help o to be honest i was clueless madre how to help her .. so i decided to share it with u and listen to ur advises..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years ago she used to date him, they broke up for no specific obvious reason ya3ne belkuwaiti i think ta3anedaw o kel wa7ed refused to text or call ethani,, o their relationship asasan wasnt stable..on o off.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both are meyanen 3a9abeyen m9arge3en..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el ayam 6afat .. o she heard ena ohwa with someone else .. o alot of rumors bas nothing is like em'akad .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she started to work january and guess what .. he is working with her !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7emdilla kel wa7d fehom eb a different department ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she sees him everyday .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they stare at each other o hal crap mal el ex's:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet they havent spoke ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shetsawi ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: she loves him and isnt over him .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help Help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-6007522241839376705?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/6007522241839376705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=6007522241839376705' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/6007522241839376705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/6007522241839376705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-if.html' title='What if ?!'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-8771500730575408986</id><published>2011-07-10T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T04:47:23.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why i am not satisfied with my life?</title><content type='html'>why do i always have this feeling "ena nag9ne shy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i not satisfied??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant i just be an easy going person and stop being so picky about everything !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i so mad right nw?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no i am not pmsing !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-8771500730575408986?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/8771500730575408986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=8771500730575408986' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/8771500730575408986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/8771500730575408986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/07/why-i-am-not-satisfied-with-my-life.html' title='Why i am not satisfied with my life?'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-7338211781661654079</id><published>2011-05-26T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T06:44:36.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am glad:))</title><content type='html'>well !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am glad that i received &amp;nbsp;alot of comments from ppl willing to be invited incase i go private yet i havent mentioned anything regarding going private so why did u guys assume that !! LOL i wanted their emails for something personal and thats it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i have a big fan club then every silent reader should comment frpm nw on or else i would go private and suddenly without mentioning and i am not inviting anyone;PP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES it is a tahded :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love u all ;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-7338211781661654079?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/7338211781661654079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=7338211781661654079' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/7338211781661654079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/7338211781661654079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am-glad.html' title='i am glad:))'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-3989793274041536374</id><published>2011-05-22T12:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T12:58:50.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>leave ur emails plz ;*</title><content type='html'>Caramela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diet coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darliam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o kelekom ele a7ebkom leave ur emails plz ;**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-3989793274041536374?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/3989793274041536374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=3989793274041536374' title='47 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/3989793274041536374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/3989793274041536374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/05/leave-ur-emails-plz.html' title='leave ur emails plz ;*'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>47</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-3949960548112973631</id><published>2011-05-21T16:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T16:51:03.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>who is awake?</title><content type='html'>where are u my ladies?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-3949960548112973631?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/3949960548112973631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=3949960548112973631' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/3949960548112973631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/3949960548112973631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/05/who-is-awake.html' title='who is awake?'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-1120602077451999430</id><published>2011-05-19T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T16:35:47.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some how .. We are together 4</title><content type='html'>"Wain benroo7" was the 1st thing i said when i opened his cars door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ma adree" he answered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sheno y3ne matadrey ?!" &amp;nbsp;i asked with my tired voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ya3ne sij ma adre.. ur not my wife yet magdr awadeech baitna !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tears started to fall unexpectedly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Laish ga3da tabcheeeeeeeen!! ana moo nag9 mais ebro7y metdodeh o metwahg madre shasawe!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"s3ood.. ana al7en maly gheirk ahaly e6redoone !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he held my hand immediately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"7abebty !" he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started to cry .. but this time at his wonderful chest !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"benroo7 baitna"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i let go of him quickly .. "s3ood" he cut me off "ma3indi mokan thany awadech ..!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"s3od ana khayfa" i said holding his hand tightly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"latkhafeein enty dasha weyay !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"s3od shbegolon omk o obok!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"m3alaich..ebwayhe kel ele beser!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he walked ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i walked behind him&amp;nbsp;holding&amp;nbsp;his deshdasha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the 1st time i get to see his house from the inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unlike the house i lived at .. it was old, small, and they could barely fit in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where were we going to stay at? was the 1st thing i asked myself when he knocked the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their maid opened the door and when she saw me standing next to him was way beyond shocked !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hathy meno sauooody" his maid asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he ignored her and walked in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will leave their living room for you to imagine how it was,, but i was about to cry when i saw it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yoooma" he called his mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ha yoma ta3al ana belma6bakh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he walked ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i held his hand and stopped him "roo7 ebro7ik ana ban6er ehnee !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"emshy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"La s3ood ana khayfa" i begged him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Latkhafeeen! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"esalam " he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his mother was cutting some veggies giving us her back ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"halla 7abe" she couldnt countine when she saw us together .. her jaw dropped.. and her eyes popped ,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looked down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"s3ood hathy meno!" his mother asked in an offensive way !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mais" he almost whispered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shenooooooooooo!" she started to yell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yoma 6awlay balich"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she&amp;nbsp;interrupted&amp;nbsp;him "sha6awl baly enta yanait!!! shlon yaybha weyak el bait!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yoma alla ehadaaach lat9arkheeen 3a6ene fer9a ashra7lich!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shteshraaaaaa7" she started to yell&amp;nbsp;uncontrollably "7asby alla wane3ma el wakeel boooo s3oooood bo s3ooooooood" she walked out of the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"s3ood khanamshy" i begged him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wain enroo7 mako mokan elemna !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tetdabar bas alla ekhaleeek gabl la eyey oboook khalnamshy "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yalla" he held my hand "emshy men elbab el warane ebser3a"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took the kitchen door .. which took us straight to his car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"al7en bedegon 3alay shagolhom en7esht!?" he asked ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"6af telefonik!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mais wain enroo7 !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shfeech chethe et6al3ene!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"roo7 shalehna!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wain!" he was shocked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shalaihna!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yanaity oboch yethba7na!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"maraa7 yadre bas enam wel 9eb7 e7elha alf 7alal!! its 1 am !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"jlai3a 3adl?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" o oboch!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"s3ood lat7aty enam bas may9er neg3ad belshar3.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"alla yaster ya mais !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he drove away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 45 minutes we were parking outside the chalets gate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mako a7ad sheft!" i said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee la'ana el yom el thalathaa shlon eb nedkhal 3endich meftaa7?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"la'a nw anzl o yefta7lena fat7y elbawab!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as i was opening the cars door he held my hand "yanaity!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at him surprised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"elbaawab begol 7ag oboooch ! o oboch beyena esawelena salfa 3ady enady el sher6a mais ana lel7en mooo zooojch wojodech m3ay mooo 3adl tara !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his words pulled me back to reality ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt think of that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet he was right !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shensawe!?" i asked with my clueless face !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"endsh bodon la a7ad e7s feena!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got so excited "eeeeeeeeee akoo bab janabee o negdr neshga7 el soor lem6araf mooo 3aly yalla emsh !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"9aber!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shenoo ba3ad!" i was already exhausted and wanted to just rest !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sayartii magdr akhaleha ejbal el shaleeh .. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok ok e9fe6 eb 3 shaleh 3alyesar mafe a7ad ma eyooona ahal el shaleeh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"men shaleha?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shaleh 3amy na9er leflani refej oboy bas they dont come here 9adgniii"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"alla yaster ya mais !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"alla yafrejha walla enshalla eb yafrejha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we parked the car in 3amy na9ers's chalet and walked to our chalet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was 2.15 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"nayem el 7ares?" he asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee ashkara!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"walk behind me " i said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we walked to the side door..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ma3arf ashga7"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shofy ana ashelech wenty sheg7ay wana ashga7 warach ok?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laughed "3ady?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ma a3teqed akoo 7al thany !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he carried me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&amp;nbsp;worth mentioning&amp;nbsp;it felt so right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jumped..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he jumped behind me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tamat!?" he asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we burst out laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ossssssh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shfeech?" he whispered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wa6 9ootk la yeg3ad fat7y"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he laughed harder "min sijich ! 9a3edi nayem wala maygom law edsh 3alaih 9adam!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yalla emsh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mais!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"haaa?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"emshy neg3ad 3alba7ar .."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"al7eeen?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee mako a7ad beshalehat.. o 3endi kalam wayed abe agola lich!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sij?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"et7ebne?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"amoot 3alaich!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-1120602077451999430?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/1120602077451999430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=1120602077451999430' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/1120602077451999430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/1120602077451999430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/05/some-how-we-are-together-4.html' title='Some how .. We are together 4'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-2127702846769146715</id><published>2011-05-19T13:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T13:50:08.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chat room</title><content type='html'>yalla open chat room !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wainkom a7ebkoooom !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-2127702846769146715?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/2127702846769146715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=2127702846769146715' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/2127702846769146715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/2127702846769146715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/05/chat-room.html' title='Chat room'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-4702489008186256172</id><published>2011-05-17T14:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T14:24:45.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>who?!</title><content type='html'>who is awake and bored like me !?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-4702489008186256172?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/4702489008186256172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=4702489008186256172' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/4702489008186256172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/4702489008186256172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/05/who.html' title='who?!'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-980388995086737065</id><published>2011-05-07T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T14:45:55.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some how .. We are together 3</title><content type='html'>"aloo s3ood" came my exhausted voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mais! " he said lovingly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took a deep breath .. i missed his voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wainich!! 9arle esboo3 kaml adg 3alaich mughlaaq 7aram 3laich laish tsaween fene chethe oo as'al Haya 3anich tgol makalmtch enty zaina?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ana zaina.. bas.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he interrupted me "bas sheno!? shfeech!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7abeby 3awar galbi he was so worried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats why i love him so much ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s3ood is the kindest person on earth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was simple,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything about him was simple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way he looked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his life style..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his car..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looked like any other random guy there was nothing special about him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved him !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he loved me !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oboy kalamni 3ana .."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"enzain?" he started to get nervous i could feel it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"o khyarni benk o benhom "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shlon!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i strated to cry "gali etha batzawjk ansa ene bent'hom o men a6la3 men halbait ansaa.. o ansa kel shy 3ana"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mais ana a7ebech" he said immediately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"o ana amoot 3alaik!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mais magdr a3esh bodonich wala el3athem"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"adry wala ana agdr a3esh bodonk!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sheno betsaween?" he asked like a little kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"baro7 akalmhom al7een.. alla y7anen galbhom 3alay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ameen.. 6amnene 7abebty"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"enshalla"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mais"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"n3am?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i love u "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kissed the phone and we hang up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was 11 pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents were chilling at the living room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could hear them talking ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt a week yet ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i made up my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took the decision..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad lowered the tv the minute he saw me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom starred at me with here curious eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shfeech?" my dad asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yoba.. ana fakart!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he interrupted me "wenshalla 3arafty ma9la7at nafsch o reja3tay 3an ele ebalich!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lowered my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ta7achy" he almost screamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yoba ana batzawaj s3ood!" i said without looking at them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"teff 3alaaaaaaaaaaaaaaich" he stoodup ready to kill me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom held him "6areeq khalha twale .. hathy matkhaf rabha ele nagat hal hailigi 3la 7sab ahalhaa .. khalha tathlef weya be6aqaq ele e6g'ha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"7asafaaat tarbeytiii feech 7asby alla wane3ma el wakeel feech!" he said while leaving the living room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started to cry ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt do anything about it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the situation could not get any worser !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom held my hand hardly "sem3ene bacher el 9eb7 tathlefen weyah o tamlechen 7ag 3omrich enty mentay yahel wetro7en belkhalgona ele 3alaich malech shy 3endi wala eb takhtheen wala shy men aqrathch ele ehne sam3a!! bashoof ana shloon be3ayshech weld el fagger .. theelfy darech 7asby alla 3alaich chanech qathaitene o qathaitay oboooch" she let go of me furiously ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew there werent agreeing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt imagine all of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they treated me as if i was their enemy not their only daughter !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did i do ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to live the rest of my life with the one i loved..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with saud !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shsar!" he picked up saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"s3ood t3al ekhethny al7een!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SHENO?!" he was way beyond shocked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ome wboy e6redone!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wain awadech!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"nitzawaj!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"o ahalich!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ome galat amlich 7ag nafsy .. o malhom sheghel fene.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before i could finish my sentence my mom pushed the door hardly and threw some papers on my face "hatheeel ethbatatech o esa3a 9 el9eb7 en legetch ehne latlomen ela nafsch!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she slammed the door behind her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mais shfeehom?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"s3ood ma adre ta3al ekhthne nw !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yalla yayeech!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-980388995086737065?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/980388995086737065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=980388995086737065' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/980388995086737065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/980388995086737065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/05/some-how-we-are-together-3.html' title='Some how .. We are together 3'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-2971532558380402474</id><published>2011-05-07T12:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T12:42:00.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wainkom?!</title><content type='html'>wain my old readers? are u still reading i miss u ;**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-2971532558380402474?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/2971532558380402474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=2971532558380402474' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/2971532558380402474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/2971532558380402474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/05/wainkom.html' title='wainkom?!'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-3753984209173820786</id><published>2011-05-06T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T03:25:46.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some how .. We are together 2</title><content type='html'>2 weeks passed ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the last time my mother and i talked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i isolated myself from my family ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt leave my room&amp;nbsp;literaly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt eat ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost tremendous amount of weight ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bones started to show ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i became very pale..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hadnt seen my parents since then ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until my mother came unexpectedly to my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oboch yabeech" she said without looking at my pale figure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart started to beat really fast that i felt it was getting out of my body ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started to sweat ,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and get really worried ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yoma" i said exhaustedly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she stopped walking but still didnt look at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sheno yabe oboy?" i asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Madry" she answered coldly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"is it regarding s3ood?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she ignored me and walked out of my room ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at the mirror before going to my dad ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked really scary ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost so much weight .. i didnt recognize it till looking at the mirror..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was pale !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a dead person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked heavily to my dad's office..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"nadaitne?" i asked him&amp;nbsp;politely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ge3dy" he ordered me to sit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to examine his face in an attempt to figure what was behind this ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his face was emotionless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing showed ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i knew it was about me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my man,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s3ood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"enty miqtan3a belwalad ele tabeena?" was the 1st thing he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lowered my head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"jawbene" his tone became more serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee" i hardly could answer him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"o 3arfa wath3a o wath3 ahala?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nodded .. i was too scared to answer ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i was his only daughter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i was never close to my father ,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was always busy ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was always a barrier between us ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me.. he wasnt a father like the rest of my friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was only a financial source ,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he continued " ana ma3indy mane3 tetzawjaina"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a smiled happily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bas!" and before he added anything my smile faded " malech wala shy 3indi .. men te6le3en men halbait 7ag bet'hom la ana oboch wala Nadia omich .. tensain 3an halbait .. o mako 3ers wala lech 3indi tajhez wala shy .. ana many rathy 3an halzawaja .. bas damech tabena,, ta7mlay tawabe3 qararech "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heat&amp;nbsp;radiated all over my body ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt like fainting !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"latreden 3alay al7een.. ekhthay esboo3 fakry feeeh .. o jawbene next monday "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kept starring at his tough face ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he stoodup and left me alone at his office ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost at my thoughts ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently i had to chose between s3ood and my family !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this wasnt an easy choice !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-3753984209173820786?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/3753984209173820786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=3753984209173820786' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/3753984209173820786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/3753984209173820786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/05/some-how-we-are-together-2.html' title='Some how .. We are together 2'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-6090866188242237571</id><published>2011-05-05T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T14:23:30.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some how .. We are together 1</title><content type='html'>"Yooma.. ana mara7 a3anid .. o an7ash weyah o asawe drama o aflam.. bas bagolch shy wa7ed o ana maga3da ahadedkom.. etha ma tizawajt s3ood 3omry mara7 atzawaj.. i am 25 years old la o turning 26 &amp;nbsp;i know what i am saying!" i said calmly ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she kept starring at my serious face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps not believing that the girl who fought hardly for the man of her dreams.. is her only daughter !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mais.." she couldnt countinue.. she started to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yooma.. laish ga3da tabcheen.. sa3adty etbacheech?" i asked with a softer tone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ya yoma mako om mataby tshof bent'ha sa3eda.. bas s3ood moo eshakh9 elmonasb.." her tears started to fall unexpectedly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"in terms of what yooma?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"3ayleta matnasbna.. wath3a ghair 3an wath3ich !! .. be'ataa ghair 3an be'atch .. s3ood 3enda 6 ikhwan o ekht keelehom 3ayshen eb beit wa7d ma yet3ada el 300 meter oo enty bentina el wa7eeda 3aysha ebet 1000 meter mafe ela enty o ana o oboch hatha moo kafy ?!" she asked furiously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i dont care abt kel hatha ana a7eba o ma ashof sa3adty ela ma3ah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"e7na enshoof shy enty matshofena ya yoma!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started to lose control over my emotions and my tears ran down my face "yooma 9arlena sena 3ala hal7ala wel3omor yarketh.. ana abe a3esh m3a.. welwalad ma kefar elwalad taqadaam wenty tadren ena 9arle sentain m3aah o a7eeba!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"el7oob ghair wel zawaj ghair !!.. ana 3abale eb tekberen oo teqtan3ain wet3arfen ma9la7at nafsich ,, madre ench la kebraty bet3andeeen zoood,.. s3ood ma ye9la7lich.. khalas ya mais .. enseeeh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she left my room !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which wasnt something new..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was used to my tears everytime we discussed me and s3ood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to my family standards s3ood,.. couldnt fit &amp;nbsp;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came from a very rich, known family.. while his family is somewhere below average..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am their only daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while he had 6 other&amp;nbsp;siblings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lived in a very big house which was known in kuwait for its unique structure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while he lived in a small house and shared a room with his brother..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;yet.. i loved him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and couldnt see myself marrying someone else !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-6090866188242237571?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/6090866188242237571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=6090866188242237571' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/6090866188242237571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/6090866188242237571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/05/some-how-we-are-together-1.html' title='Some how .. We are together 1'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-6371118468963077845</id><published>2011-04-14T13:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T13:32:52.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am so sick</title><content type='html'>walla i am so sick and having the worst time ever .. ed3oli&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-6371118468963077845?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/6371118468963077845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=6371118468963077845' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/6371118468963077845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/6371118468963077845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-am-so-sick.html' title='i am so sick'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-4319940356000793508</id><published>2011-03-30T13:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T13:04:09.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am sorry</title><content type='html'>i am sorry ive been really busy bas i promise a post soon belweekend bare with me i love u all;**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-4319940356000793508?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/4319940356000793508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=4319940356000793508' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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said with a killing smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hi" i replied shyly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"asmaaa" he called my name happily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"saam"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he started to sing "Ma9adaaagt netlaga ana maaaaaaaaany em9adegneeee 7abs far7ete fene khofey 3yooni tekhda3ny"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at him surprised "Baaaaaader" then laughed hardly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he laughed as well then said "e7na ma3 ba3ath ma3qoool elmo3jiz 7a9aaaal latgoool"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"3araby oo e3ragi" i couldnt continue i laughed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mayloog saa7?!" he asked laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kileeesh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he started to dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laughed hardly "ambeee ambeeeee bas baaaaaaaaas fashaltna!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sheno makoo a7ad beldar ela ana weyaach ooo moo belkuwait!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when he said that sentence my happiness vanished !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he reminded me of the truth.. and truth hurts !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i travelled from Kuwait to Bahrain to meet a guy who wasnt even my boyfriend yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let alone that i&amp;nbsp;traveled&amp;nbsp;without my parents permission and without them knowing !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guilt suddenly filled me up !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shfeech asma mooo mistansa ench shefteni and we are together?" &amp;nbsp;he asked and his voice was filled with&amp;nbsp;disappointment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"emballa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he cut me off "laish 3yal a7es enech moo mistansa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mistansa wala.. bas.. bader ana emsafra alone! bodon ma ahaly yadron.. o here bel fendeq weya a strange guy !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he just starred at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"say something lat6ale3ne chethey!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shagolich?" he asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"u probably think ene yar3a wezballa for coming sa7 ?" and my tears started to fall unexpectedly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he ran to me and held me "asmaaaaaaaaaa i cant believe u are crying e7na ma3a ba3ath!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at him "what do u think of me nw?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he gently wiped my tears "enty a7san bent beldinia.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sij?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee walla.. entyy 7abebty.. 7abebat bader alflani"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hugged him&amp;nbsp;immediately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just like a blink of an eye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found myself next to him at bed ! &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-7807370800707270288?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/7807370800707270288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-8575904455755571841</id><published>2011-02-16T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T12:15:30.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>something wrong</title><content type='html'>why cant i write ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-8575904455755571841?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/8575904455755571841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=8575904455755571841' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/8575904455755571841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/8575904455755571841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/02/something-wrong.html' title='something wrong'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-4442071509061102144</id><published>2011-02-07T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T08:31:04.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my lovely readers please help</title><content type='html'>abe aghani 7ob 7elwa ya3ne kel wa7da fekom tetkhayal ena she is dedicating her man a song ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of all the songs ele mawjoden kindly choose one ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love u all ;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-4442071509061102144?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/4442071509061102144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=4442071509061102144' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/4442071509061102144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/4442071509061102144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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it saying "rekbaay rekbaaay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i opened the door and just threw myself at his arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OH MY GOD I MISSED U " he screamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i missed you more walla"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he let go of me quickly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at his eyes and begged him "Laa.. wala ma sheba3t menek"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"7ayatiii ta3alay" he said and pulled me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"asma" he whispered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hmm"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Laish chethe tha3fana.. gabl kenty twansen feech la7am !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"la'ne makent akel a3teqed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he let go of me gently and looked deeply into my eyes "was it because of me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guilt filled his eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looked so cute honestly !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mo because of you.. because i wasnt happy without you ,, kan ako shy nag9ne"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his face lighted up "asma lama geltele i hate you bader.. did u mean it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ofcourse i didnt"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he laughed "ashwa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he added "enzain ana kent ba3ayed 3alaich o i didnt expect to see you aslan ma hagaitich betreden 3alay elsara7a you made my 3eed.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was afraid he was ending it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i starred at his&amp;nbsp;beautiful&amp;nbsp;face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ana basafer ba3ad ni9 sa3a"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sij?" i asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee walla.. baro7 el ba7rain weya el shabab"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at my watch "ako 6ayara 10.30?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Laa .. benro7 belsayara welplan ena en7arek 11 o sekty 7ady em6ag6eeg awl mra asafer belsayara" and he laughed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"enta ele betsoog?" i asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"La wa7d men el shabab ana aslan many ga3id jidaam .. wara we7yatch o e7zam"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laughed ,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed the happy me !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it returned to me when i saw him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was when i realized i was inlove with him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"alla y7aftheek"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"enshalla"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bader agdr a6leb menek 6alab?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"3yooni lech" he said immediately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"add me on bbm .. 3ashan at6aman 3alaik all re7la long o etha wesalt kefik feel free to remove me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his face lighted up even more and with his full of love eyes he said "i wanted that bas kheft tadgerene !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he took my phone and added himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yalla ana baro7 dakhel o enta etha 7arakttw dizle bbm"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"enshalla"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as i was about to leave the car he said "asma 3ady aboosich?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt expect that ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heat radiated all over my body when he said he wanted to kiss me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"La'a moo 3ady" i winked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tekfain wala bas khadech 7ady wedy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wa7da bs!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wala bas wa7da"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave him my cheek and he kissed it softly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i moved and was dizzy already from his kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shlonha?" he asked laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Naaaar!" i replied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he laughed "hathy bas khad &amp;nbsp;ma jarabty el sheffa !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yala 3ad yalla" i laughed with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jumped out of the car and said "der balik"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yalla deshy yalla ma 3indina banat le hal7aza bara yallaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"enzain enzain" i said running to my house !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader Al-Flani: PING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: What!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader Al-Flani: Gefly el bab akhaf 3alaich !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: ok:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: PING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader Al-Flani: haa balashna eb 7anat el banat ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: 7arktaw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader Al-Flani : eee tawna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: alla ya7fethkom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader Al-Flani: solfay m3aay 7ady em6ag6eeeg lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: ok;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we kept bbming &amp;nbsp;talking about nearly everything any random topic for 4 hours until they reached el ba7rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader Al-Flani: namay !! wesalna khalaaas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: enzaaaaaain tesba7 3la khair ;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader Al-Flani: 9aber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma:??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader Al-Flani: can i call??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: sure ;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader is calling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hiiiiiiiiii" i said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"7abebty i just wanted to hear your voice ! i needed that!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sema3taaa nw ?" i asked teasing him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"zain ashwa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"asma!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hallaa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ta3alele el ba7rain!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shenooooooooooooooo yanait!" i freaked out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"walla ta3alay ahalich mooo mawjoden!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shlooon ayey !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"7ijzay 6ayara o come!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ma3indy jawazi eb dar ome gafla 3alaih oo emsafra!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"asmaa!! u dont need ur passport all u need is ur civil id!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know that !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sij?" i asked him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eee sij "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"o ur friends!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"maraaaaaaaaaaa7 eshofonich u will be with me !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wen shafna a7ad together?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ya 7abebty ma7ad raa7 eshooof !! trust me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bader" i called his name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"please golele betyeeen!" he begged me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ma3arf a7jz!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ana a7jzlech o adfa3 u just come" he offered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"madre" i said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"its a chance ta3alaaaaaaaaaaaaay" he started to whine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OK"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok sheno betyeen!?" he asked happily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eeee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"heyyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa yalla namay o ana at 8 adg a7jizlich!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-1241176217436356793?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/1241176217436356793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=1241176217436356793' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/1241176217436356793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/1241176217436356793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/02/besides-that-we-are-really-different-14.html' title='Besides that we are Really DIFFERENT 14'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-4809647659021677759</id><published>2011-02-02T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T12:48:21.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Besides that we are Really DIFFERENT 13</title><content type='html'>i forgot for how long i slept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i knew that it was time to be at work when i woke up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was way beyond exhausted both mentally and physically&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to work looking like a&amp;nbsp;zombie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pale without makeup ! wearing a white shirt and a black trouser..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still didnt open my phone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was expecting nothing from him or from others ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until the the department's&amp;nbsp;secretary called my office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"halla na3ema" i picked up saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"layke fee wa7da 3andi bada yakii"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"3amela?" i asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ebzen haik"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"khaleha tetfathal" i said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came this skinny girl with really short&amp;nbsp;extremely&amp;nbsp;short hair wearing a white skinny jeans whith a denim shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sure i had not seen her before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kept starring at her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when she spoke i kind of&amp;nbsp;recognized&amp;nbsp;her voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hii" i forced a smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Najla" she&amp;nbsp;stretched&amp;nbsp;her hand for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"etfathly" i welcomed her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"so shall i just get into the subject?" she said with her american accent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee amray?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i am bader's friend.. i really dont know wats going on between u guys .. but he is worried to death he was calling your mobile till like 30 mints ago o he wanted to make sure ur fine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"and?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i am her to check on u" and she smiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was something uncomfortable abt her ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way she talked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just had a very bad feeling abt her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"can you tell him something and make me a favor?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sure go ahead " she offered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"golela khal ekhalene eb7aly ..!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was shocked it showed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what do u mean?" she asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i meant ye6la3 men 7ayati.. la'na kalama sa7 .. wojoda eb 7ayati akbr qala6 .."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she interrupted me "sorry bas ana ma3aref sheno 9ayer benkom.. he just told me he is worried abt one of his friends o if i can go check on you 3ashan yet6aman and thats it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ma ye7taj yet6aman 3alay bas khal ekhalene eb7aly o please i dont have time to waste 3endi sheghel wayed.. would you like to add something b4 u leave?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she got pissed of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was rude !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but .. i really hated him and hated anyone men re7ta 7azat'ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"asma"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you dont deserve bader"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said and left my office..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt expect that !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i then opened my phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the minute i did .. i received like 35 bbms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and few msgs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were all from bader..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt read any .. i deleted them all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and continued to occupy myself with work to make the day pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it passed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wokeup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the days just passed like a blink of an eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with nothing from him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first i suffered..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was shocked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i started to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed him &amp;nbsp;and wondered what was he doing?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i tried to not think of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until i resumed my life 3adey ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and forgot abt him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 months has already passed ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was 3ed el ath7a .. my parents left to london&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wasnt in a mood to travel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was at home ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when my phone rang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the 1st day of 3eed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was bader!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt believe my eyes at 1st ,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then i started to believe he was calling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"alo" came my exhausted voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"alooo" he said happily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i missed you" i immediately said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i missed you more!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started to cry silently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"3edich embarak!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ayamk sa3eda" i replied softly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"how was ur 1st day of 3eed?" he asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"nothing like any other day.. ome o oboy saferaw fa i am home alone ma re7t 3ayadt"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"laish!!" he asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"madre maly khelg asafer.. o maly khelg a3ayed i am tired"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ismella 3alaich" he said lovingly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was speechless ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"asma"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"halla"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i am outside your house.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sij??" i asked happily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee walla for the past two months,. kel ma walaht 3alaich amer soob betkom etha sheft sayartch astanis"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bader lat3awer galby!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ana asef"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dont be"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i am really sorry for all the pain i caused.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i was hurt"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i knew i hurt you.. but i also knew this was going to no where.. i wanted it to end b4 it started.. enty a clean pure girl maby akharbch.. bas shasawe .. u took my heart with you madre if ana a7ebech.. bas i can assure that sho3orey kela is with you walla.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"are u still out?" i asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i am coming i need to see you !! " and i hang up running to him outside my house !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-4809647659021677759?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/4809647659021677759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=4809647659021677759' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/4809647659021677759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/4809647659021677759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/02/besides-that-we-are-really-different-13.html' title='Besides that we are Really DIFFERENT 13'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-3351492109723367798</id><published>2011-01-27T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T06:01:15.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Besides that we are Really DIFFERENT 12</title><content type='html'>Dedicated to Caramela i miss u 2;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the day has finished ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i went to work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing from him ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could wait no more!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to call him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was around 5 pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it rang until it got disconnected ... and he didnt pickup !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"waina?" i asked myself !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bader where have u been!?" i texted him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my surprise he replied immediately "Mawjood"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears started to fall unexpectedly from my eyes just from reading what he wrote !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was way beyond shocked!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hardly managed to write a text message&lt;br /&gt;"why didnt u call or text me it has been two days nw!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"we need to talk asma"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got pissed min boroda !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i called you why didnt you pickup so we can talk!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he didnt reply ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went crazy looking at my bb's screen every second waiting for a message from him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after the longest 3 hours in my life he replied "magdr atkalam i will talk to u shortly!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt &amp;nbsp;take it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started to call him ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i called..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and called...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and called..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he switched off his mobile !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried hysterically&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what did i do to be treated in such a bad way !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i could tell no one about it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only him and me knew abt it !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried myself out untill i fell asleep without me realizing ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my phone loud ringing tone woke me up ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hardly opened my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at my phone ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader is calling !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 1st i thought i was dreaming ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i realized that i wasnt !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i quickly picked up saying nothing ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aloo.." came his deep sexy voice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the minute i heard his voice tears dropped out of my eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"asma?" he was asking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"n3aam.." i said with my sad voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ga3adtch men enoom?" he asked with a concerned voice !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that shocked me .. if u were concerned why did you do all of that !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"la.." i answered his lame question !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"asma.. ana.." and he stopped..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"enta sheno?" i asked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i cant continue with what we are doing .. i want you ,, you are a great girl.. bas ma agdr .. i amnt used for&amp;nbsp;commitment&amp;nbsp;.. i am a free lancer !! ma agdr .. enty ghair 3ani oo 3an rab3ii oo 3an my life system .. ma agdr .. lama wa9altch ga3adt afaker.. i had fun with you .. i enjoyed every single second .. bas magdr i hide it from every one... even my close friends.. magdr aser nafch o i cant pull you to my world..we are different ,,, really different !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"o hatha ekhaleek ta7gerne wetkhalene 3la a39abe 3 days laish tsawe fene chethe!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he took a deep breath " ana asf .. bas i didnt have the courage to tell you kel hatha.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt continue listening to what he was saying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hang up ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;switched my mobile off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and laid at my bed .. thinking of what just happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i heard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what he did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he decided to invade mylife..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he decided to leave it ,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without considering me and my feelings !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selfish ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt realize how much hours passed with me lying deadly at my bed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i opened my phone i had few missed calls from him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what went wrong?" was the only msg i&amp;nbsp;received&amp;nbsp;from him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i hate you bader!" was my reply to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i closed my phone waiting for nothing from him !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-3351492109723367798?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/3351492109723367798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=3351492109723367798' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/3351492109723367798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/3351492109723367798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/01/besides-that-we-are-really-different-12.html' title='Besides that we are Really DIFFERENT 12'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-2613969951377742904</id><published>2011-01-20T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T22:31:50.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Besides that we are Really DIFFERENT 11</title><content type='html'>he quickly let go of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ta3alay" he pulled me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wain benrooo7 !!" i said so frightened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dakhel wela tabenhom eshofonech"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the same strange voice said "Badooooooor endsh wela la'a?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"7ayakom 7ayakooom" he said while pulling me behind him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wain mwadene ?!" i whispered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he ignored me .. and took me to a room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he closed the door and said "shofy ge3dy ehnee o ne6rene .. a9arefhoom waredlich"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i held his hand "bader latkhalene ebro7y el dar 7etta athath mafeeeha oo lazm arja3 el bait maboga shy 3al athan o nw oboy o ome yeg3edoon!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mara7 a6awl walla arja3lich !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"enzain lat9ek elbab khala em6araf !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok ok" ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he left the door "em6aaraf" and went to the empty living room ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could see a skinny girl with short hair wearing a super skinny jeans and a tshirt with three 2 guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she kissed bader on his cheek &amp;nbsp;then said "waink!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mawjood" he said while walking to his friends ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could no longer see him but i was hearing his voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"3endk a7ad ent" said a masculine voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"menoo 3endi ya3ne !" he answered&amp;nbsp;nervously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"metdoodeh oo &amp;nbsp;yay men dakhel" said the girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ur assuming that" he said ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"enzain tra ana yo3aan" said his friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee walla 7ta ana..aroo7 ayeblkom 3asha?" said bader..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shewadeeek.. na6leb delivery eg3ad weyaana walhanen 3alaik!" said the girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then his other friend added "a9lan its almost 4 am wain akoo ma63am maftoo7 ebdair!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wayed .. ana baro7 ayeblkm 3asha!" insisted bader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"khalaas khaloo ero7 7anach ebdair mishtehe e6al3a!" said the girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok 3yal khanakel bel balakona" bader said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee yeeb el akel ent awal ba3den e9er khair!" said the girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Laa khang3ad bel balakona ana maqmoot weljaw 7elo now baraad!" said bader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ebdair shfeeek!!" asked his guy friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mafene shy!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Latchathb ebdair!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yooba mafene shy enttow shsalfatkom men awl ma dshaitaw shaken fene wetsaa'loon!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"chill bader!" said the girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she added "yala emshaw el balakoona gafl ebdair mooda moo shy elyom"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i heard their footsteps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 minutes later came bader..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ha 7abebty" he said the minute he entered the room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i smiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ana asef sij madre kel hatha be9eer.. oo yalla emshy awa9lech.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shlon a6la3 jidamhom" i asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"maraa7 eshofonech they are giving u their backs "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"emshy jedame wana agha6ey 3alaich bas lat6al3en 9ooot"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nodded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7emdilla we walked safely to the car !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ashwa ya em3awda 3adat 3la khair" he smiled in relieve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eee" i was so dizzy i needed to sleep it was 4.20 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dekhty !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee 7ady"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ashkara makoo dawam tomorrow"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee welbaraka feeek"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bakhrbch ana" he winked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shakla chethe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we chatted for a bit then we were outside my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yalla 7abebty awl ma edeshen dakhel call me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"enshalla"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"estanasty?" he asked with and his voice was full of love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eeee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yalla takecare"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ran to my house and closed the back door behind me and tiptoed to my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before i opened my rooms door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"asma" my mother called for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i turned to her ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wain kenty?" she asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was way beyond frightened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"haa.. kent belma6bakh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7emdiila i was wearing a pj pant ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"namay ma warach dawam?" she asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wala shakle yoma many mdawma esa3a 5 am wana 7 lazm agoom ma3teqed yamdene ashba3 noom"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok yoma 9alay o namay" she said and went to her room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt guilty for lying to my mother..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i could not tell her the truth !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i locked my rooms door then called bader immediately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"6awalty!" he picked up saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee shwayya solaft weya ome " i said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"3sa bas ma galat shy" concerned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"lala.. gaalatle wain kenty o getlaha belma6bakh akel oo 6afat 3alaiha 7emdilla"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sha6ra,, betdawmeen?!" he asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"La ma athn i have to wake up in less than 2 hours ma3teqed bag3ad!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok 7abebty namay o ana banzl 3end rab3y nw ok?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"9aber sharait 3asha 7aghom?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"offfffff.. nesait bas kefhom bagolhom ma leget ma63am maftooo7 !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok tesba7 3la khair"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i threw myself at bed and slept ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was way beyond tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the minute i opened my eyes ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at my phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it said 3 pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ola.. nimt halkither!" i told myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had few bbms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a missed call from my boss and my cousin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing from Bader ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"nayem akeed !!" i assured myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided not to call him and wait for his call...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day has passed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was 11 pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing from him !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-2613969951377742904?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/2613969951377742904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=2613969951377742904' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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ive been shwayya busy this week .. i promise a post tonight love u all ;**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-5554520692951993163?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/5554520692951993163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=5554520692951993163' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/5554520692951993163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/5554520692951993163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-promise.html' title='i promise :)'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-5837697748110684711</id><published>2011-01-10T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T20:51:45.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Besides that we are Really DIFFERENT 10</title><content type='html'>"wain benroo7 bader" i was kind of freaking out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"a friends place!" he answered me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shenoo!! " i was surprised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"rab3y they usually gather ele ma shtaghlw still its like a dewania bas mix" he said casually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"o ur taking me there?" i asked astonished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee ..laish shfeeha!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&amp;nbsp;interrupted&amp;nbsp;him "awln ana ma3arefhom"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he simply said "get to know them they are really nice oo friendly 7abebty"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" o ba3den farathan a7ad a3arfa .. aw e3aref okhooy shloon twadene bader!! oo 6al3 ana shlabsa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"asma" he said in a serious tone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mat3arfen a7ad menhom ana athmenlich o to double check badeg al7en bashof meno akoo menak! 3a6ene telefone kahoo beldorj"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"haaw wel blackberry ele bedk!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hatha elkha6 ma7ad y3arfa mal leblackberry ela you 3a6ene etelfone latis'eleen wayed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this made my heart spasm for a reason ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was something uncomfortable about him having 2 phones but i didnt really pay that much of attention to my fears and just gave him his phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looked at his screen then said "tadren cham missed call 3endii 32!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i smiled "min mitta enta 7a6a eb dorj el sayara "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"men rekabty weyay hathel el shabab aslan edgoon 3alay yaboone ayehom 9ebry khal akalem f9ail achayk weyyah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he then&amp;nbsp;dialed&amp;nbsp;a number "haa Najla"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he just said he was calling faisal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"menoo 3endkom?.. ee sa7 ana tawne ashof el telefone.. inzain meno mawjood maa giltele?! eee yalla ana yaaay "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the minute he closed the fone i said "enta moo gelt bedeg 3la wa7d esma faisal?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee hathy Najla his GF o she picked up his phone.. mako a7ad its faisal o najla o nasser our friend"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Bader" i said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ha 7abebty"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i dont feel comfortable going there o ana moo 3adey 3indi kel maan yadre ene a3arfk!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bas ana abee rab3y y3arfonich o you get to know my friends!" he said innocently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eb ay 9effa? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looked confused ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why are u making a big deal out of nothing ?" he was kind of pissed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i am not.. ana bas ga3da ashra7lik wath3y o ene ghaair .."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"fine ! then we go to my place no one is there .. o ma7ad ra7 eshoofich bas raa7 nanzl"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bader!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"asma..listen.. sheno el farg been ena enkon ga3den dakhel elsayara aw dakhel el bait its the same nothing is going to happen trust me aw at least nothing enty matabena eser !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ma adre" i looked away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tadren cham 9arlena we are cruising around min meshaina men betkom 45 minutes o nw eshwar3 kelaha dawryat fa ya enro7 3ind my friends .. ya enro7 baity"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bas etredne gabl el athan! ome wbooy yeg3don 7azat el 9alaat !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cham bagy 3al athan?" he asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Matadre metta el9alat!?" i was shocked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"emballa around 5 am?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bader enta et9aly ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my question surprised him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"well to be honest i do bas moo wayed miltezm"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was expecting this some how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then chatted until we reached his place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yalla nizlay 7ayach" he said smiling to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"alla y7ayek" i smiled back ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it felt so right walking next to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tra mako athaaath" he said while walking to the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sheno qe9at halbait bader?" i asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shoofy oboy sharele eya 7ag lama atzawaj..bas ana mkhale like a dewania for me and my friends to gather at "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"guys and girls 6ab3aan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"6ab3an" he laughed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"gatherings wela parties bader?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he laughed "i dont party i gather asma"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew he was lying .. but i also knew he wanted to impress me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mataben takleen?" he asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"emballa ye3t bas mako me6a3m emba6la hal7aza"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shefty el6awla ele yam el qanafa el 9afra ako laptop yebe enshof 6alabat.com"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the place was just as he explained it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no furniture other than a big plasma and 2 sofas placed next to each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his phone rang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stopped and turned his way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hey najla" he picked up saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"la ana belbait,, baity .. haaaa" he looked at me .. &amp;nbsp;then said "ma3indy a7ad i am alone!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he then raised his eye brows to &amp;nbsp;me and said "yalla 7ayakooom"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when he hang up i asked "beyoon?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"o ana?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"enty gilty mataben a7ad yadre .. fa magetlhom i have some one over ..tewahgt aslan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bader!!" i was pissed off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"chill!! nw awadech ebser3a gabl la eyooon!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i though this was supposed to be our time!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"asma.. my friends are used to me being single.. they can come by at any time even if ana moo mawjod.. nw shlon tabene agolhom i am committed wenty u dont even want to be introduced to them!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"chan ta3athart gilt enk betnaam sick or something!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ga3d agoolich enhom they come over even if i amnot home..o i dnt usually sleep here they know that law agolhom ana banam they will come any ways!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok yalla wa9elni" i said furiously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he walked to me ,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"come here" he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took a step forward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"garby"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really close to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you will be used to that .. la tiz3eleen please ive been with you 7ag 3 hours nw,, o i am all yours "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was speechless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was never close in distance to a guy like the way i was close to him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was getting dizzy with every step he took towards me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"asma" he almost whispered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hmm"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"can you promise to be mine i already told you i am yours"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in a blink of an eye i was at his arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it felt so right to be in his arms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his hug was so warm and affectionate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that both of us lost track of how long we were at each others arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until a strange voice said &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Badoooooor"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;"khara3tniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ismilla 3alaich .." he smiled then added "enzain golele sij sij sheno et3arfeen 3an 7oob boo awl nathra !" he asked excitedly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took a deep breath then said "es'alni 3an el 7ob men awl nathra"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the excitement in his face suddenly vanished !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he said "enty kenty et7eben awal?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was so cute !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laughed "Laaa Laaaa!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his face lightened up again "Ha 3yal?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ga3da atqshmr ! bas laish 3a9abt !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he laughed "Ma adre etsadgeen!! bas atwq3 hathy gharezat 7ob el tamalok malat every single man in the world i guess!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i interrupted him "but i thought u were a cool dude"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this pissed him off "o sheno ya3ne a cool dude mooo rayal ma eghar!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i smiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he turned to the radio and started to flip the channels trying to chill i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bader!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looked at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"etha alla ketab o 7abaitik .. u will be my 1st eb kel shy wala el 3atheem i am saying the truth"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was&amp;nbsp;relieved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it showed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt expect him to be that sensitive !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he &amp;nbsp;held my hand then said "may i?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i froze looking directly into his eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he then kissed my hand gently and returned it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt say a word i just kept starring at his&amp;nbsp;beautiful&amp;nbsp;face &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ashkara awl mra a7ad eboos edech la'nich tana7taaaaaay" he said that and laughed hardly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laughed as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tadren el sa3a cham?" he asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Laa" i lost track of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"its 1.45 am"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"e7leeeeef!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee walla shofy" &amp;nbsp;he showed me his watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ambaaih 6aaar el wagt ma 7asait feee !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee walla" he smiled then added "yalla aredech "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just as he was reversing the car he said "ta3aly telefonich mooo weyach?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"emballaaaaa" i automatically put my hand in my pocket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"neseit 3anna itsadg"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"did any one call you?" he asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at my phone then looked at him "7emdilla la'a bas i have few bbms i will read them when i am home"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"istanasty?" he asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eee wallaaaaaa" i answered quickly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sem3y halighniaa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i heard a tone which was like "daan daaan daaan daan dararaaaaaaaan " then he stopped it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"3arafteeeha?" he asked smiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eeeeeeeeee mooo ghareba bas ma medani asma3!!" i said happily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then nabel started to sing "mitkhayeeel ana raa7 at7amal bo3dk 3any mahma 6awal o galbek lama 3ane yer7al yensane wansaaaa mitkhayel ansaa ayame 7ezne o far7ete walami showgi o the7kete wa7lami kel ele 3eshnaaaa.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ana na6eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeer!" i said excitedly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eeeeee" he smiled to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"et7ebha!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"offf amoot 3la nabeeel!! o a7eb ana na6er !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"9idamtne etsadg !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he laughed "enty kela ma9dooma !! laish ba3ad 9idamtich !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ma7asaitik tisma3 3araby !" i laughed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he lowered the volume "tadren lama teth7ekeen kel shy eb wayhech yeth7aaak a7eb ur smile asma moree7a "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was speechless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yalla we9alna"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my happiness vanished and it showed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shfeech?" he asked ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ma adre maby anzl i want to stay with you .. i am not that needy cheesy person bas ma adre laish i dont want to go back!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sij??" he asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eee wallaaaa !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"agolich shy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"gool"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"menty nazlaa o bet'thelen ma3ay !" he said and drove away !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-5642728716971460619?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/5642728716971460619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=5642728716971460619' title='16 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!?</title><content type='html'>yalla vote&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-5158317079112113112?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/5158317079112113112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=5158317079112113112' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/5158317079112113112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/5158317079112113112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/01/to-post-or-not-to-post.html' title='to post or not to post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-7004772015087718007</id><published>2011-01-06T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T20:04:27.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Besides that we are Really DIFFERENT 8</title><content type='html'>"enzain asma"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every time he said my name i ran out of breathes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he had a special way of saying my name..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ghair 3an ay a7ad beldinya,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"na3am?" i said softly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"nimty?" he asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"LaLa... weyak.." i didnt want the conversation to end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ayhe darech?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his question woke me up "SHENO!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he laughed "which room is yours?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"are u outside?" i asked happily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee can you come?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YANAIT!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"La'a. laish u were outside my house 3adey!" he answered simply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"e7lef enta bara!" i said excitedly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"walla el3athem 6elaay oo shoofy !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&amp;nbsp;literary jumped out of my bed to the window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"enta ele eb jeep lexus?" i asked happily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eee kaaaaaaaa ga3id ashoofech ya 7ilwech!" he sounded like a happy little kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shlon edel beitna?" i asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"nafs ma enty edelen baity!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Badeeeeeeeeeer" i was&amp;nbsp;embarrassed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shesmi?" he asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bader" i answered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"LaLa nafs tawa shlon gelteeha!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Badeer" i said it softly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"nizleeeely!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laughed hardly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ba3ad etdal3ain o its almost 11"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"enzain roo7" i was still looking at him from the window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"nizly tekfain !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yanait?!" i asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"enty moo bas 3indich okho wa7ed oo mitzawj o he doesnt live with you !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mashalla 3alaaaaaaaaik em6al3 kil shy 3ane"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee elsara7aaa " he laughed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee ohwa 3enda his own house"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"then come!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"o ome o oboy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"moo naymen?" he asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Laaaaaaaaa!!" i said furiously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"enzain enzain la et3a9beeen.. go check ! yemken namaw!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ma enamoon hal7aza ana mita'kda!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"chaykaaaaaaaaay shkhsraana!!" he insisted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"inzain inzain baba6el bab el dar nw jidamk oo ebtesma3 9oot'hom bel9ala!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i opened the door ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to my surprise it was really dark!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ha ma asma3 shy?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mako a7ad" i said shocked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"getlich yalla ta3alay!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wain ayyey yanait!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"nizlay wala ma en6awl!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"enzain wetha a7ad shafne!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mako bab men wara baitkom?" he asked excitedly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"emballa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"khalas come through it yalla la etnaqshene lazm from now on tesme3en kalame wana el guy o i have the upper hand!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laughed "9aber 9aber!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"babadl wait!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shlabbsa enty?" he asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"pijama o tshirt liverpool!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sex"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laughed "ya qalel el adaaaaaaaaaaaaab"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yalla ta3aly lat6awleeenha.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"enzain!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know why .. but i felt it was alright to go to him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was&amp;nbsp;comfortable&amp;nbsp;abt it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yalla banzl bel a9an9eer eb yen9ak eb wayhk nw en6er shwaya eb3eeed mooo tertaz ejbal el bab"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he laughed "aywaaaaaaaa wala en3arf yaa asma!! t3aly dont worry elte6ele3 le3betiii"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"u know ena thats not&amp;nbsp;impressive&amp;nbsp;sa7 !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shkether tagregeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen enty yalla bye come" and he hang up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was at my house's back door i started to realize what i was doing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just stopped at the door starring at him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he called&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aloo" i pickedup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ta3aaaaaaaaly yalla laish wagfa!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"khayfa!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"asma.. latfakren ench eb tentharain 6ol ma enty weyay 7abebty dont ,,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"e7lef?" i said innocently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"walla el3athem ta3alay yalla"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i ran to his car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i opened the door and jumped inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hallaaaaaaaaaa" he said happily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hi " i smiled shyly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"taw ma nawerat el sayara "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was when i examined his face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was really cute upclose ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he looked much better bodon el qetra wel3gal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he drove away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wain raaay7 !!" i said&amp;nbsp;frighteningly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shfeeech?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"laish 7arakt !" i asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ma esser ogaf 3ind betkom o sayarty emghayma.. 7abebty ay a7ad emer besheeek!! 9akaity bab ur room??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"ee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"khalas dont worry !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wain benrooo7!" i asked&amp;nbsp;nervously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he stopped the car and faced me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shofy ,, ana wedy ench u trust me o ma agdr alomich if u dont la'anich u still dont know me.. bas 7abebty lat7aten as long as ena enty weyay wala shy moo zain momken e9er leech ok?" &amp;nbsp;he really seemed like he knew what he was saying !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just kept starring at his&amp;nbsp;beautiful&amp;nbsp;face ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shfeeeeeeech etkhezeeeeeeeeeeeeeen!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i blushed and lowered my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"6al3ene"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"benro7 baity tara!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SHENO!" i almost yelled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he interrupted me "9aber 9aber!! .. me7na nazleen bas ebna9f6 there a'aman mokaan .. ya3ne magdr aftaar feech nw elwagt mita'kher oo kela dawryat o ana sayarty emghayma.. en wagefona madre sheno momken e9eeer.. wala ma nanzl neg3ad shwaya bara 7alaft leech!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tears started to fall unexpectedly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ga3da tabcheeeeeeeeeeeeeen!!" he was shocked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ana khayfa!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he held my hand quickly "plzz dnt nw aredech bs dont cry wala ma asta7ml!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt his kindness .. ma adre laish bas i really did !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"arja3 wela aroo7?" he asked still holding my hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt answer him i was crying heavily madre laish!! i just cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"laish tabchen ana mooo 3arf wala mooo qa9di shay wala el3athem bas ena baity a'amaaan!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at him with my watery eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bader" i hardly could say his name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"7abebty enty!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ana wala mra eb7ayati sawait chethe !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i know.. tra e7na elshabab en3arf easily elfarg been el bent elzaina wele moo zaina!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ana awl mra kalamtk rekabt weyak elsayara .. whats next ana khayfa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he cupped my face with his hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"6al3ene .. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Latkhafeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen latkhafen!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way he said it was really funny ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i smiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eeeeeee ya 7elow haltthe7ka "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ela bait bader ser tara" he said without even a smile he was serious and that was so funny !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt help but laugh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"benro7 your house?" i asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eee eza betredeee "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i smiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he drove to his house !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we parked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he closed the car and looked at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"9ar shy ?" he asked smiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his smile made melted my heart !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"La'a" i said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"et7ebeeen liverpool?" he asked laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"well not really bas kan ako a guy obssesed with liver pool o ana i knew it so i got the tshirt to impress him" i couldnt help but laugh at how stupid i was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he laughed "was he impressed 3ad?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wala dara 3an hawa dareeeeeeeee" i said laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"e7mar!" he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we both laughed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"asma" his face suddenly changed to a serious one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hala"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bagoolich shy"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-7004772015087718007?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/7004772015087718007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=7004772015087718007' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>http://egyptian2.salmiya.net/songs/angham/ram/angam40.ram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please tell me et7eboonha !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-8179051607792890208?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/8179051607792890208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=8179051607792890208' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/8179051607792890208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/8179051607792890208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2011/01/mazajii.html' title='Mazajii'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-5765773569044706830</id><published>2011-01-03T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T18:27:00.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Besides that we are Really DIFFERENT 7</title><content type='html'>"emshaaay deema emshaaaaaaay" i was almost shouting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shafech tara!" she replied coldly and drove away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was kind of relieved when we left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet Deema and I didnt exchange a word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when she was next to my door i asked "shafne?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shrayech enty .. wagf 3end dereshtich !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yimken mashaf!" i said trying to escape reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shafeech walla!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OK" i said very disappointed and left the car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was 6 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went directly to my room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was disappointed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hated that he saw me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hated that i went !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was tossing at bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when my bb flashed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;1 New Tex Message&amp;nbsp;Received from +965997*******&lt;br /&gt;"it was nice seeing you Asma next to my house :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read it over and over and over !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i didnt save his number but i knew it was him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i quickly called deema&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she picked up saying "shafeech walla shafech!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Deema" my voice was sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shfeech!?!?" she asked worried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dazle msg!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she laughed "walla tewq3t bas 6awal its almost 10 ana tewq3ta bedez seda 3ogb ma shafna anyways latreden 7eegry "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"a7ger?" i asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shrayech enty nawya etreden mathalan!" she asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ma adre"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"walla mayendara 3anich" and that was the end of our pointless conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still dont know why i took my bb and replied to his text message&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bader?" i asked stupidly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before i put my bb back i&amp;nbsp;received&amp;nbsp;a text message&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 New text Message&amp;nbsp;Received&amp;nbsp;from +96597*****&lt;br /&gt;"re7ty bait a7ad thany 3ogb baity?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No i just wanted to make sure it was you ;P"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 New text Message&amp;nbsp;Received&amp;nbsp;from +96597*****&lt;br /&gt;"laish ma nizalty?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ma3azmtni;P"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 New text Message&amp;nbsp;Received&amp;nbsp;from +96597*****&lt;br /&gt;"ma te7tajain 3azema + ma3a6aitene facha a3zimich u left quickly!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"honestly esta7ait !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 New text Message&amp;nbsp;Received&amp;nbsp;from +96597*****&lt;br /&gt;"honestly?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 New text Message&amp;nbsp;Received&amp;nbsp;from +96597*****&lt;br /&gt;"Badiglich "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i read his message he called !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart beats were fasts !! very fasts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i picked up "aloo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hiiiiiiii" he said happily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the happiness in his voice removed shwayya men my stress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt say a word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"asma?" he called my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my name was different coming from him !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Halla" i said softly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he laughed "ahahah shaldala3! shal halaaa qawiaaa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt help but laughed at his lame comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tra i really was happy seeing you at my place" he litrelly said that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"laish ga3id tetkalam englaizi !" i asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he laughed "oooh tra ana a cool dude remember you told me that "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"alla ekhaleek dnt be with me !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"walla kaach tetkalamain good english i didnt expect that!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sh3abalik!" i laughed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"enzain shyaybech elyoom walahtay !?" he asked laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"La'a" i said coldly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"3yal?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kent abe ashof baitik out of curiosity " i said eb kel theqa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bullshit!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he laughed "ga3da etchathbeeen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"maga3da achathb"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"chan nizalty chan waraitch eyaah men dakhel 3ad mafee athath tra la'ana ma7ad saken feeh "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"o laish kent ray7 dam ma7ad saken fee?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yay ashofech adre betkonen there"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bader!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"7abebty my friends usually chill at my house its like a dewania bas dakhel beeit"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i melted when i heard 7abebty !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"haa?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he just repeated what he said without "7abebty"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aah ok "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"3arafty al7en?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bader"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Laish dagaitle?" i asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"well.. i liked how ur eyes looked at me when i was standing next to your window .. 3yoonich 7elween .. o shaklich 7elo wenty mekhtar3a .. wana galbe erhayeef .. fa dagait 3alaich .. did i bother u ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sensed 7anan eb 9oota ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt help but said "Laa..not at all.. i just wanted to know what made u call me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ele getlich ana ma alf o adoor .."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sij?" i asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee walla..o 7ata lama getlich come over.. makan qa9di ele fahamtee bas ana 3ady 3indi ena my girl friends ezorone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bader lets not discuss that !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok asma agdr agolich shy?" he asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eee gool"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"can you give me a chance?" he asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"chance 7ag sheno?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"3ashan a7ebech .. ana a7taj a7ad nafsch eb 7ayatii .. enty nethefa o pure o ana abe a9er nafsch !! o walla my&amp;nbsp;intentions&amp;nbsp;are good bas you have to give me a chance o ana i can feel that you have a crush on me bs something is holding you .."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-2641354099710512214</id><published>2010-12-28T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T14:33:26.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Besides that we are Really DIFFERENT 6</title><content type='html'>Asma: is it that bad? u barely know me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: itsnt about hardfeelings babe.. bs ana ma7b el 3oqad.. o u appear to be a typical kuwaiti girl ooo 3oqad ana ma7b chethye honestly !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: why are u keeping me eb ur bbm 3yal!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he didnt reply ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although it was a question and i needed an answer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after about an hour i my blackberry vibrated announcing a bbm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i opened it hoping it was him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: well i have 138 contacts fa i didnt realize i had to delete u .. i will now if that wat u want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: Please do :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as soon as he read my msg he disappeared from my contact list ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly i was shocked .. i didnt expect it to end that way o ebser3a chethey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, i wasnt attached 7emdilla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: Dema..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deema: Haa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: Bader deleted me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deema: a7san .. latgolele thayg khulgich ya3ne.. elghala6 ena u added him moo ena he deleted you .. bas what happened ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hesitated to tell her about his house incident .. something inside me just refused to tell her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had no idea why i wanted to keep a nice image of him &amp;nbsp;at least infront of my favorite cousin and best friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: ma saar shy ,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deema: he deleted u mene we6erej !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: ee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deema: yimken ma kintaw tsolfon?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma : eee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deema: kaifa ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: enzain deema ba6lebech 6alab ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deema: alla yaster minich what !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: i heard ena 3inda bait ebroo7a chena enty giltele .. abe ashofa enroo7 el 3a9er !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deema: ma adelah ana bs adre ena belman6aqa leflania ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: eee khosh ejbal el jam3iaaaa enro7 wendawra !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deema: shdarach ena ijbaal el jam3ia ?!!?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: ma adre men gali nesait !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deema: Asmoo !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: elyom @ 5 ayeech wenroo7 ok!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deema: eb sayart 7amado okhoy emghayema;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: Momtaz !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6ab3an that was the longest working day ever !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted it to finish so i can go see his house !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried my best to waste the working hours ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the day was finally over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i quickly went home .. had my lunch and went to Deema's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Besmella e7na mitwa3den 5 al7en 4.20! meta midaaach etreden wetbadleen!!" &amp;nbsp;she said the minute i entered her room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yalla gooomy!!" i started whining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Khalene aray7!! kahy elman6aqa leflania 3end wayhe moo eb3eda!" she begged me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ana i am excited" i said happily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"3la bdair?!" she said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ebdair?" i asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee wekheb 3alaih .. dnt waste ur time .. ur not his type mate9le7eela!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt like what she said ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just told her to wake up and she did ,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes later we were at her brothers car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"al7en sheno eb testefeden etha shifty baita abe a3arf !" she asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ma adre fothool maybe!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ana khayfa ena elmawthoo3 akbr men el fothol ya asma" she looked deeply into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lalala!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"akeed?" she suspected that i said the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee walla" i said and quickly looked away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 minutes later we were infront of a big house and when i say big i mean it !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"atwaqa3 hatha bet'hoom" &amp;nbsp;Deema said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at the house then looked at her "bas hatha moo mjabeeel el jam3ia !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"enty shfeech fa9la 3aljam3iaa !! men galich ena ijbaaal eljam3ia " she asked&amp;nbsp;surprisingly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"thats what i heard roo7y 3ind el jam3ia ana i think hatha beeit ahala moo beita !! shoofy fee wayed seyayeeer !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yemken 3inda a7ad seyayer rab3a !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Laa deema hathel seyayer 9alooon .. maloot bait wath7 .. roo7y 3end el jam3ia please" i almost ordered her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Inzain inzaaain ebtalashna feech !" &amp;nbsp;and she drove to the jam3ia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we parked beside the jam3ia &amp;nbsp;she said " kaa akooo 4 ebyoot ejbal el jam3ia ay wa7d his ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ma adree bs atwaqa3 hatha el white one ele mayama seyayer embayn beeit mooo maskoon!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she laughed "wala fe6ena asmoo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"roo7y yamaa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she drove slowly towards the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just as she was parking right near his house a porsche passed quickly by us toward the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Haw haw !! shal ma6fooog ele belporsche !!" Deema said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ambeeee ohwa !!!" i said !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"7elfy hathy sayartaa !!?" she asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ma adre bs sheft his profile nw ebayn etha nezal ashwaa ena el sayara emghayema ma enbayen" i said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she laughed "7abebty ma etbayn ewyoohna bas ebayen ena banat moo emghayema super tra oo still ako shams !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kahwa kaahwa nizaaal! shooofe bader !!" i said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she looked from my window " eee wallaaaaaaaa tha3f ana akher mra shefta kan emteeeeen nw 9ayer fit jisma sex" she said laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she stopped laughing and said " ambeee chena yay sooobna !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"emshaaay emshaaaaay" i said nervously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3la ma estaw3ebaat oo bet7ark el sayara he was right next to my windo knocking on it !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-2641354099710512214?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/2641354099710512214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=2641354099710512214' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/2641354099710512214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/2641354099710512214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2010/12/besides-that-we-are-really-different-6.html' title='Besides that we are Really DIFFERENT 6'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-2373103529819742166</id><published>2010-12-25T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T13:33:11.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Besides that we are Really DIFFERENT 5B</title><content type='html'>a week has already passed and i have not heard from him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he didnt change his picture , status, dp name ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complete silence ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly curiosity has already eaten me up ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to know why did he suddenly disappeared ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why was he keeping me on his list !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i expected a delete..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, i couldnt delete &amp;nbsp;him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while i was at my office .. doing nothing my manager came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Asma"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hala om m7amad.." i forced a smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sar7ana chenech?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i smiled "la walla bs daykha shwayya"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"agolich .. Bader AlFlani enty ele yayba el cv mala saa7 !?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be honest i wasnt ready to hear his name ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sound of his name made me very weak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee" i answered soflty ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok degela golela the offer is ready " said om m7ammad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"is he accepted?" i asked with a fake smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ee " she smiled then added "he did really great bel interview al7en boga el offer eyey eshofa etha naseba ewaq3 o ebalsh dwam"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my smile faded..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shfeech?" she asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"La mafene shy bs .. ana afathel enty etkalmena ana ma3arfa personally o i dont work belhr"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"3a6eene ilsama3a"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave it to her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"deggay 3alaaaih"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ma3aref raqmaa!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kaa el CV weyaaaay degay 997*****"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dialed his number and when i heard his voice i gave it to her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"alooo mar7aba Bader.. M3aaak Reem min el hr"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she said "ee halbank shloonik?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bas 7abait agoolik ena el offer zaheb.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at her waiting for her to continue ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Laaaa... Qameetha 7asaftik ,, yalla alla ewafgk"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the mokalama ended ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o bodon ma a7s i asked "shgaaal!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"e3tethar 3an el offer o teshakar mene o gali asalem 3alaich" om m7ammad said that and left my office..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that i didnt expect !! e3tethaar 3an el offer!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o salam 3alay !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: PING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deema: Haaa ana shgaylatlich moo mawa6een el ping !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: e3tethar 3an el offer !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deema: meno!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: Bader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deema: wala ana en9dmt ena emqadem 3endkom moo enaa refath el offer bader mooo mal sheghel o dawam weltezam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: laish qadam 3ayal !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deema: he has his reasons akeed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: sheno his reasons!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deema: ma adre ohwa el wa7eed ele yadre !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;curiosity killed me !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to know laish refath el offer 7eta bodon la eshooofa !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt bare waiting !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took my phone and typed a msg to him ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: Laish refatht el offer bodon latshofa ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: i dont want to see u every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he simply said that !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-2373103529819742166?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/2373103529819742166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=2373103529819742166' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/2373103529819742166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/2373103529819742166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2010/12/besides-that-we-are-really-different-5b.html' title='Besides that we are Really DIFFERENT 5B'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-3201431214205302304</id><published>2010-12-24T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T15:14:06.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Besides that we are Really DIFFERENT 5A</title><content type='html'>Bader AlFlani: PING!&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: PING!&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani:PING!&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: PING!&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: PING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was reading his msgs and ignoring him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: ASMA!!! why are u ignoring me !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: coz u went crazy !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: ana why ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: inviting me to your house at 6 am?? let alone believing that i am coming bader !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: What do u mean?? you are not coming!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: akeed mara7 ayey shyafene? met3arf 3alay eb shar3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: laish etkhalene a7ader 3yal??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read his msg and ignored him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: PING!&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: PING!&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: PING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: n3am?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: why are u ignoring me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: why do i have to answer u ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: coz i left my friends .. o 7adart for you to see u ASMA!! !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: to see me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: akeed to see u to see ome mathalan who was i talking to all day long !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: 3yal why are u asking stupid questions and making a big deal out of nothing just get to ur car and come i am waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: enta still mo9eer ene ayey !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: Yes i want to see u !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: shall i correct u ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: plz do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: 7adart 3ashan etsarser oo testanis m3a el 9aida el yideda ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, he read my msg and didnt reply ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he didnt say a word..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was waiting for something from him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to my surprise nothing came from him ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not even a letter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he read and simply ignored ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or was he not interested enough to reply ?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-3201431214205302304?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/3201431214205302304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=3201431214205302304' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/3201431214205302304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/3201431214205302304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2010/12/besides-that-we-are-really-different-5a.html' title='Besides that we are Really DIFFERENT 5A'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-8730590432039382698</id><published>2010-12-23T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T14:05:56.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Besides that we are Really DIFFERENT 4</title><content type='html'>Asma: shdaraak!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: etha getlich just 7asait betsadgene?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: La'a to be honest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: expected ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: inzain 3ade etkhalene shwayya i do some work ?!;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: enty t9arfeeen men awlha lool!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: i will get back to u ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: 7elfy!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: Bader??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: Gooly walla;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: i promise !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani : Good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that kept on going throughout the whole day .. until it was 3 am ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: Bader tadre ena ana lazm agoom after 3 hours 7ag el dawam!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: hahaha adre bs ana ma yenmal mene maybe!?:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: shloon badawem!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: la edawmeen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: walla 3ad etha enta weld eflos oo&amp;nbsp;careless o edawam mayafreg m3aak ana it does !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: shakooo shakooo!! tra enty&amp;nbsp;aggressive&amp;nbsp;! ana ga3id an6r el offer ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: whatever bader !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: inzain do u usually go on time!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: Laa elsara7a at'akhar most of the time.. bas ya3ne etha bat'akhar more than sa3a a76 3endhom khabar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: o laish tita'khrain more than sa3a??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: anam;//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: momtaz:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: ee:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: enzain laish matsaween shy mofeed belta'khera instead of sleeping ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: shy Mofeed?!!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: EE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: mitheel sheno Mr.Bader?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: Visit me perhaps!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: WHAT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: come over !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: wain ayey ballah!?!?!?1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was way beyond shocked!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: Baiti .. ana 3indi bait ebro7y yam baitna.. oo mafee a7ad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: good walla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: ee ta3alay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: enta moo beshaleeh oo 3endk rab3ik ,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: a7ader shel meshkela .. you leave ur house 6 to9lene 6.15 entakii leeee el 8- 8.30 o 3ogb ro7y dawamich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: et'haga?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: ee come wala nistanis entaki oo ensoolef oo we get to know each other wel sa3a 6 el shewar3 fathya oo mako a7ad .. oo ana baitii 9aaad .. oo ijbal el jam3ia etha khayfaaa a7ad eshof sayartch park beljam3ia 3abrt shar3 enty 3indi ,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was reading his bbm shocked el sara7a !? was it real wela i was&amp;nbsp;hallucinating&amp;nbsp;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: yalla ok ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani : coming !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: ee ba3ad a7ad e6awf hal offer?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: 7elfy !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: min sijii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani : cham el sa3a nw?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma : 5 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: yalla ana ba7ader anathf el mokaaan oo akhale el 9ebey esawelena ryooog 3la ma etyeeen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: ok ana badsh asbaaa7 ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: WAIT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma:??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: what are my limits??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: the sky!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani : !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: shfeeek?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: do u understand my q ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: ee .,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: what did i mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: qasdik sheno tegdr etsawe weyay !?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: fe6ena wala,, mahagaitich chethe,, ur face is so innocent !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: La a3jibik !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader Alflani: is it ur 1st time?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: laish tis'al aham shy testanis ,,, sh3alaik weather its my 1st wela last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: 3ashan a3aref its a yes or no q!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: i have the right to not answer u cant force me !! ooo yalla its 5.30 yala yamdene asba7 oo u e7der,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani : are u coming ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: i thought i said yes twice b4!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani : ok ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: address??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: 6el3y men betkom o degeli 997*****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-8730590432039382698?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/8730590432039382698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=8730590432039382698' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/8730590432039382698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/8730590432039382698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2010/12/besides-that-we-are-really-different-4.html' title='Besides that we are Really DIFFERENT 4'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-7723776100462808570</id><published>2010-12-22T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T12:53:30.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Besides that we are Really DIFFERENT 3B</title><content type='html'>Asma: Ma adre i heard o bas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: i am curious to know.. shga3den egolon 3ani enas?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: maga3den egolooon shy ana aslan ma3aref nas e3arfoonk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: inzain enty sheno khasrana if u get to know me then judge ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: why are u so interested !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani : ma adre .. bas a7is i need some1 like you at this phase of my life min sijji..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: walla ma adre shagolik ,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: latgolele shy just go with the flow Asma ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: Friends for nw maa etheeer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: emm ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: bbm bas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: anna mistaghreba el sara7a ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: why?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: ma adre ya3ne .. why would some 1 like you .. be attracted to some one like me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: well.. opposites attract ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: ma adre maybe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it ended this way ... with him smiling .. and me not believing what happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: PING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deema: haa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: he added me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deema: who?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: Bader !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deema: Bader AlFlani?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: ee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deema: you accepted his request !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: ee ;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deema: Asma.. enty 3indich khabar what type of guy is Bader???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: naughty ?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deema: EXPOSED to life !! 6ayfeech ebwayed mara7el .. khalay ena naughty !! tadren ena 3inda bait ebroo7a !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma:??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deema: eee 7abebty .. a young handsome kuwaiti guy oo obo 3inda efloos oo 3inda bait ebroo7a shloon tabena eser !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: Laish oma o oboh menfa9leen!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deema: La'a 7abebty .. o oma dayna 3la fekra .. bs ohwa 3ayesh 7ayataa ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: i dnt get you !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deema: and you will never !! untill tet3amlain weyya !! o ana nase7ty ena dont ,, delete him 6e3ene ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and u didnt reply to her last bbm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;khara3ne kalamha.. Yet, something inside me told me not to delete him.. ma adre laish ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just when i was lost at my thoughts i&amp;nbsp;received&amp;nbsp;a ping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: PING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: Ga3da etfakreen sa7 ?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-7723776100462808570?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/7723776100462808570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=7723776100462808570' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/7723776100462808570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/7723776100462808570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2010/12/besides-that-we-are-really-different-3b.html' title='Besides that we are Really DIFFERENT 3B'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-5699669450789536354</id><published>2010-12-15T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T14:02:46.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Besides that we are Really DIFFERENT 3A</title><content type='html'>Bader AlFlani: i knew u were accepting :")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: theqa much ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: yes :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: so how can i help you Mr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: by introducing me to you !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma:??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: i wanna know you more i am really interested Asma!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: and why are u barely spoke to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: madre bas enti 9anf yided ma maar 3alay men gabel ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: what ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: well truth hurts bas ana chethe i am very straight forward ya3ne enty you are not the hottest in Earth bas ya3ne a7esech ghair ! maa adre i am speechless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: BADER! shga3id etgool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: i am not your typical kuwaiti guy Asma! mabe alef wador wasawe aflam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: i still dont get you !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFalni: i want to be your friend at least for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: i dont have guy friends !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: thats wat i expected !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: so why are u asking to be my friend etha tadre ena ma 3inde guy friends!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: i wanna be the only 1..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: you are wierd !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: i am not !! i am just honest ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: ma a9la7lk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: you dont even know me to say that !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: i heard abt you :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: You heard.. i thought you didnt even know i existed !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: i aked when i saw you !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bader AlFlani: what did you hear ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma is typing a message ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-5699669450789536354?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/5699669450789536354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=5699669450789536354' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/5699669450789536354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/5699669450789536354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2010/12/besides-that-we-are-really-different-3a.html' title='Besides that we are Really DIFFERENT 3A'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-2056479385772235609</id><published>2010-12-11T01:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T01:17:32.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Besides that we are Really DIFFERENT 2</title><content type='html'>another typical boring dwam day ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was at my office bbming trying to kill time when my office phone rang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ilbank leflani aloo" i picked up saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"saba7 elkhair" came a very deep voice o ashkara tawa ga3id men elnom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"saba7 elnoor" i said not recognizing the voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ha watsup?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH!! sheno watsp !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Meno?" i asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he laughed the said "ana .. ana bader"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wahabs cousin?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cham bader ghairi et3arfen?" he asked eb kel theqqa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wayed!! Bader is a common name !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he ignored me and asked "anyways shsar 3la my papers!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHY are u rude!" i asked furiously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he laughed "tra enty et'tha7kene wala chill!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Laish ballah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Madre ur character ghareeeb!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is this a compliment !?" i asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Could be!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ma adre i have to ask o get back to you "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok sajlay 3endich my number .. wella agolich add me on bbm a7san"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was surprised he was yar3 ya3ne ana ma3arfa shlon asawe add!! "SHENO?" i asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"add me shfeech .. i am really curious to know you more.. wela agolich i will do the needed thank u asmaa anyways" and he closed the phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was he&amp;nbsp;weird&amp;nbsp;somehow??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for like 15 minutes i starred at the window thinking of him? was he straight forward? or he was just being himself!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took my black berry and started to bbm Deema&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: Demo&lt;br /&gt;Asma: PING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dema: Haaaa !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: et3arfeen wa7d isma Bader Leflani??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dema: LooooL! shlon ma3arfa min sijich asmaa mat3arfena?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: wala ma3arfa.. how do u know him??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dema: i dont know him personally bs i heard of him !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma: is he mash'hooor?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dema: ee 7abebty el parties ele esawehom ma7ad e6g'hom ana 7maid gayeli o obo 7ada ghani ohwa the only guy been 3 banat ooo 3edna bet ebro7a takhylay !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asma:Parties men enoo3??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dema: ee 7adda cool dude !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before i could type any thing to deema i recieved an add request Bader Al-Flani!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-2056479385772235609?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/2056479385772235609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=2056479385772235609' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/2056479385772235609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/2056479385772235609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2010/12/besides-that-we-are-really-different-2.html' title='Besides that we are Really DIFFERENT 2'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2767748990002751485.post-9138320314307536759</id><published>2010-12-09T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T09:01:12.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Besides that we are Really DIFFERENT 1</title><content type='html'>"Nasser"..  i was walking behind him &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"shit shfee ya7ger" i told myself &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i walked faster and tapped on his back "Nassooooooooooor" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he turned &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and surprisingly it wasnt Nasser!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i honestly was way beyond embarrassed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he smiled "so u finally realized i wasnt nasser? i heard you the 1st time but elsara7a i ignored hoping ench testaw3ebain ene moo nasser" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" ana asfa!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Never mind!" he said and walked away &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this was typically who i am!! eager most of the time ! i dnt think before taking an action! and his back looked exactly like Nasser's ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, if i thought for a second before calling his name and tapping on his back i would ve realized that no  way it was Nasser who just told me he was at work !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can consider me spontaneous to a point ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was walking furiously as i hated wat just happened with that stranger and he was rude although he smiled !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i reached my office and dialed deema's number right away &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"deema"! i said &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Haa asmaa" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"dema akoo wa7d waq7 tawne shefta bel 4th floor wayed 7arne!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she laughed "ur always me7tara btw wem3a9ba chill dude!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"demaa walla!" and before i could finish my sentence some one knocked on the door &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"agolich ako a7ad yaay akalmich later!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i sat up and said "tefathal"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;surprisingly it was him !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he laughed then said "so you are asma'a" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by saying my name wrong he pushed me to my limits.. i stoodup and said " 1st of all my name is asmaaa not asma'a it doesnt end with a!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he laughed harder and said "wats the difference nafs eshay" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i went to him and said "akoo farg keber asma'a is jam3 asame .. oo asma is a3la shy momken yo9ala el ensan belsho3or o eb wayed ashya'a" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he cut me off laughing "sa7 akoo farg!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"thank u!" i said &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"2nd" and before i went on with my sentence he said "9aber 9aber!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i looked at him &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he said "did wahab spoke to u abt me?" he asked &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"are u Bader?"  i asked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"ee" he said &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"you were rude anyways!" i couldnt keep it to myself i had to say it !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he laughed then said "ana asef bs i was like where is asma'as office and no one knew i like went over the whole bank" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i finally laughed "you were saying the name ghala6!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he nodded smiling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Bs wala ana mo rude !" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i smiled "we will see!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"so ?" he asked &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"you have to fill the application.. o give me all the papers needed"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i handed him the application, and he started filling in the blanks.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that was when i examined his face,, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he was bronze probably because it was july and u know when all the kuwaities are tanned .. chubby shwaya with broad shoulders.. round brown eyes.. full lips ! wayha shai6aan.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when he reached the last page of the application (where he had to write his personal info) i tried looking and unfortunately chakne!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Sh7agga ga3da et6eleen" he said laughing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Haa" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i caught you!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Bashof mwaledk " i said laughing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i was born on sep25th-1986" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"so ur my age?" i asked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"enty 1986?" he asked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"ee"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"you look younger!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" i will take it as a compliment .. laish tawk teshteghel ana 9arle 3 years ashteghel!" shit wth! ana shako as'al hal so'aal !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he looked at me then said " although i didnt expect ur question bas bajawbch ya asmaa.. ana kent adres eb LA o 7awalt lekuwait fa ta'akhart !" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i lowered my head "ana asfa if thayagtik eb so'ale bas ya3ne i thought u were younger o ana chethe sometimes ma afaker gabl ma agool kalame "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No need " he smiled and continued filling the application&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when he was done he gave it to me saying "wats next ?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"wala shy ana ba36eeha lehom.. enshalla edegon 3alaaaik "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mashkora wats ur name again?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i looked at him furiously "ASMAAA for the zillion time" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he laughed and said " i love ur curls btw"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and just like that he left my office .. was he flirting ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2767748990002751485-9138320314307536759?l=hendanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/feeds/9138320314307536759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2767748990002751485&amp;postID=9138320314307536759' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/9138320314307536759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2767748990002751485/posts/default/9138320314307536759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hendanda.blogspot.com/2010/12/besides-that-we-are-really-different-1.html' title='Besides that we are Really DIFFERENT 1'/><author><name>Hend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01075321333081099070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry></feed>
