Just Another Day With Me And My Sister

• Moi: "Wow misa'a has everything, doesn't she?" (she's the singer who keeps shimmying)
  Kambi: "Except her virginity.."
  
  
• Moi: "She is so hott.. she's almost perfect"
  Moi: "There's gotta be something wrong with her.."
  Kambi: "Like what?"
  Moi: "I don't know.. She's boring..?"
  Kambi: "Who cares? She's hot!"
  Moi: "Ax murderer?"
  Kambi: "I got it!!! She has a temper!"
  Moi: "Yes!!!.....i'd still wanna be her.. :/"
  Kambi: "Yeah me too :("
  
  
• Kambi is sitting on the bed looking at a ring box.... Kambi stares at Moi and decides to hit me in the face with it... it nicks me (although she says it barely touched me- how would she know?!):
  Moi: "333AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" (it didn't even hurt)
  Kambi: "Uh-huh uh-huh" while it6ig irgiba
  
  
• We have a dream (in a Martin Luther King voice) that one day!! we would have a lion as a pet!! and we would name him!!!! SIMBAAAAAAA *raawr*
  and we made up all these situations:

1. We would be all over him and talk baby talk: "Thas ma booooy yeah thas ma babyyyy.." and he would be all happy and cuuuute (keep in mind he is HUGE!! and scary looking- he's a frickin lion for petes sake)
   
   
2. We would order Hardeez or any other delivery resteraunt and they'd be waiting outside with the food and out of no where "Simba" would want to play with him. And the delivery dude wouldn't know that and he would piss his pants or faint and we'd be like: "Not again... Simba what did you just do?! Go inside the house. No food for you!" And he would go with his tail between his legs...
   
   Obviously we are very disturbed and have very big imaginations...

• For the past 6 months we've been searching and looking for a program that would put the videos on YouTube on our iPods. we found this program called VisualHub (which I recommend) and we bought it.. so we tested it.. and hello! it works!!
  we were droppin it and poppin it and breakin it and everything.. I almost made out with my sister then and there!! I was so happy that I kept telling her how awesome she is and how perfect, smart and how hott she was that she found it... I still get this huge grin when I think how if it wasn't for her, my iPod wouldn't be full from it... *sigh* I luuurve her :P
  
  
• Kambi: "OY!!"
  Moi: "RUSSEL!!!"
  we do it because we can... and we got it from here
  
  
• Kambi: "Is dhere vai6ing least?" (in Russian accent)
  Translation: is there a waiting list? talking to 'waiting list person' at T.G.I Fridays on a Thursday night
  Moi: "Hahahahahahaha... oh sorry it's not funny.." (in a British accent)
  
  
• Moi reading a jokes book at virgin along time ago:
  Moi: "What does a giraffe eat at a bar?"
  Kambi: "What?"
  Moi: "Black cherries.."
  *long pause*
  Both: "Hawhawhawhawhawhawhaw!" (in a fake pompous laugh)
  We still don't get it.... help us understand??
  
  
• Mon Pere: "Thi3faw!! Shmitinkom!" on a side note: we're not really fat.. we're just curvy (in a good way)
  Kambi: "Excuse me! curves are in! am I right?!"
  Moi: "Oh yeah! gimme some baby"
  We high five each other while mon pere just kept on watching T.V
  

We Not Only Live In A Cage, We Built The Cage, And Live In A Corner Of It

Sitting against the headboard on her bed, she stared at the blank paper leaning against her bent legs, and still she stared. She lifted her pencil to write a sentence, but when she was about to write it down, she paused. It wasn’t good enough. It wasn’t good at all.

She sighed and lifted her head and stared at the ceiling, as if she could find whatever inspiration she wanted written on it.

After not finding anything embedded in the ceiling she eyed the piece of paper and started drawing a perfect square in its corner.

As she finished coloring the insides of the square, a flicker of light shines in the corner of her mind. Finally she has found something she could work on! She starts concentrating on that light, willing it to grow stronger. A smile appears on her face as she holds the pencil firmly and starts creating a person as well a family.

She keeps on writing, keeps on creating memories and everything else. She has created the perfect life. The perfect world, where it only exists in the readers mind, where he can only see it behind his eyes.

She stops writing and lifts her hand to re-read her newest creation. And she decides she likes it. She closes her notebook and goes to the kitchen to have a snack. She always gets hungry after writing.


After writing what you just read. I stood and wondered if I was just a character in someone else’s story; if I’m just a bunch of words that’s formed this person that’s writing this post. I had just created a person with ambitions and dreams, who lives in a world that I had also created with these words and I can’t help but wonder if I’m the same thing. Have you ever wondered about that?

As I sit here and ponder some more I start to hear my mother telling me to stop living in my own world and start living in the real world.

As I walk to the door and look back. I can’t see the words that are on the computer screen, but I can easily see the perfect world that's in it, and I can’t help but wish to live in that world.

Brothers On A Hotel Bed

You may tire of me as our December sun is setting
'Cause I'm not who I used to be
No longer easy on the eyes
These wrinkles masterfully disguise
The youthful boy below
who turned your way and saw
Something he was not looking for
Both a beginning and an end
But now he lives inside someone he does not recognize
When he catches his reflection on accident

On the back of a motor bike
With your arms outstretched trying to take flight
Leaving everything behind
But even at our swiftest speed
We couldn't break from the concrete
In the city where we still reside
And I have learned
That even landlocked lovers yearn
For the sea like navy men
'Cause now we say goodnight
From our own separate sides
Like brothers on a hotel bed [x4]

You may tire of me as our December sun is setting
'Cause I'm not who I used to be

From Class

guess where i am??

i'm in class!! ok ok it's not really a big deal.. except i'm in a public high school and the fact that i'm connected to wire-less internet is awesome!!

ok i'm bored and there's nothing left to say... and i'm sitting here munching on a krispy kreme donut is heaven..

oh and my friend sarah says hii.. don't mind her she's kind of a kook :P

aaaah how relaxing...

ok i have nothing to do and my friend is waiting to check her email...
everybody in class has her laptop and i'm the only one with a connection.. suck on that bitches!!!

p.s i know the pic looks very fugly.. but that's the way life is..

toodels ;P

Sunrise

the same time last year, we were here. the same place, the same position, same time.

you were sleeping over again. and we were up all night. and we had a craving for hot chocolate and we took it to the roof to drink it in the fresh air.

we get to the roof and sit on those things that look like boulders but really aren't. we wondered what their purpose was when we sat on them. but we didn't dwell on it. we sat Indian style with our backs against the wall.

we sat there for a while, not saying anything, not needing to say anything. just staring at the sky and drinking our hot chocolate. all of a sudden you asked me where i saw myself in ten years. i told you i would see myself as i was that day. confused. you laughed and told me to be serious. i looked at the sky. the sun was rising. and it was spectacular. i tried to change the subject by telling you to see how beautiful the sky was, but you wouldn't have any of it. you kept on persisting. and i told you i was serious. i was confused and i thought i'd always be confused.

i asked you where you saw yourself. and you started to tell me all of your crazy hopes and dreams. you were always very animated, always moving.
you kept telling me about your hopes for the next ten years, and i couldn't help but smile. you were so hopeful and optimistic. we were the exact opposites of each other.

the whole time after that we just stared and watched the sunrise. we stayed that way for a long time, only commenting about things that were so insignificant that i forgot what they were, but seem so important to me right now that i would do anything just to remember.

a couple of minutes later you decided that you were tired and ready for bed. i told you i'd follow you in a couple of minutes. that was around 6:45 -ish and the sun was high in the sky. i rested my head against the wall and closed my eyes as i took a deep breath. a smile was on my face when i opened my eyes. it was going to be a beautiful day. i took my empty mug and went downstairs.

now, i sit here alone. the same place, the same position, same time. with my mug of hot chocolate that's gone cold. i look at the clouds and wonder if you ever think of me. but i'm not an optimist.

YOUR OPINION OF ME IS THE ONLY ONE THAT MATTERS..

**update:ok some people are actually understanding this wrong. what i meant is that of all peoples opinions they have on me, the only one that i actually care about is that person's opinion. i don't care about the others.**

that's all :)

Ma Boy!

this is ma babeh. isn't he adorable? his name is CK. which stands for Clark Kent. i'm a HUGE superman fan and CK are his initials.

he's 4 years old. which means 28 in dog years. he's a pure bread German Shepherd. and he's full of hair as you can see :P

he loves loves LOVES kit kat! it's his favorite treat! he's very protective!

and he worships me. fa9la. but very smart. he has gotten into the house on his own many many times. and when you try to punish him, he gives you those cute puppy eyes which he knows will melt your heart. and he uses it alot when he sees me with some candy or something which caught his interest. and me being the huge softy i give it to him anyway.

don't you just love him already??

from small little fur ball...

to huge adorable lion :P

I Had Another Dream

I had another dream the other night. It wasn't a good dream. And you were in it. I didn't want you in my dream. I felt something. Like something bad is going to happen. And I didn't want anything to happen to you.

I tried to get you to leave. I tried to keep you away. To keep you safe, but you wouldn't leave. I wanted you to leave. I told you that I had a feeling, and that I didn't like it, that I didn't want you to be here when it happens. You told me it was all in my head. But the feeling was only getting stronger. I didn't like it. And I wanted to wake up. You said it would be okay. You said everything would be fine. I tried to believe you. I wanted to believe you so bad.

All this happened in the car on our way. I kept expecting something to happen. Any second and it would. But it never did. The feeling seemed to fade away. I was glad it was fading.

The car kept moving, and we kept laughing. I never wanted this feeling to end. This happiness. this content. I wanted it to go on forever.

I look at my right and I see the car coming towards us. It was getting closer. The car wasn't supposed to be there. I opened my mouth to tell you that. But I never got the chance to say it.

I won't be cliché and say that I saw my life flash through my eyes. And the only white light I saw was the headlight from the car. It was very strong. I had to close my eyes because of it.

I woke up that day with this urge to see you. And when I went to your room I couldn't find you. I wanted to tell you about the dream. I wanted to know what it meant. Most of all I wanted to see you and make sure you were safe.

I was getting really worried until you called. You told me you were hungry, and I told you I wanted to talk to you about something. You said you were in the mood for the place we were going to in my dream. I told you we’d see when you get here.

I don't know how you convinced me to go there. But we did. And on the way there, I had the same feeling I had then. And I became quiet. You said something about that being weird since I can't keep my mouth shut for two minutes. And I didn't say anything. That’s when I think you became really worried.

We got to the place where it happened. I look at my right expecting to see the car coming towards me. But it never came.

I laughed and told you about the dream. And you laughed at my paranoia. I told you I have really weird dreams, and you couldn't help but agree. We kept laughing about it all day.

You told me it would be okay. You said everything would be fine. I tried to believe you. And I did, I still do.

We See Things Not As They Are, But As We Are

I'm sorry that I'm not the person you wanted me to be, I'm sorry that I'll never be that person.
I'm just not strong enough, or smart enough to be like you. I'm sorry. I tried. I really did.. even after all the advice and directions you gave me, I don't know what to do.

I can't be like you, I don't know how to be like you. I'm not like you. I'm not as confident as you are, I'm not wise as you are. I'm not together as you are.

I tried. I really did. And I won't stop trying.. it's just that my trying isn't good enough. It's never good enough, it will never be good enough.. I'm sorry, I shouldn't be this insecure. I can't help it. It's the truth. I'm no longer in denial.

I've tried to be the best I can be. I've tried to make you proud of me. I'm not you, I'm not her, I'm not them. I'm just me. And I don't know if I should be sorry because of it. But I am. I don't know why. I just am.

I'm trying to do everything you want without losing myself, and I already feel like a stranger to myself. You said everything will be ok. Easier said than done. I've already lost myself. I don't even know who I am anymore.

I can't be you. I just.....can't.

Please don't stop loving me because of it. Please

HOLY SHIT I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!!

OMG!!!

anything else?? :P

What The Hell Are They Called?!

shino banak bil english?!

i tried googling it.. no dice..

i really wanna know. i'm so curious!

does anybody know?

If You Aim At Nothing, You Are Bound To Hit It

ok not to offend anybody here or anything.. but what is wrong with our movies??
they suck!! everytime i wanna go out and watch a movie find there aren't any good ones.. or they're sooo old that i already saw it!!

now i'm not dissing, offending or insulting.. i'm just venting.
i love kuwait.. i adore it! i'm a huge patriot.. but we have sucky movies!! they suck! i hate them..

i'm depressed.. i'm bored.. and i have this big ass cold!! so excuse me if i hurt your precious feelings that i don't give a shit about!!

ok that was mean.. sorry :) i'm just bored and sick

oh and another note.. when you're sick, does it make you forget about stuff?
cause i've been forgetting everything!! so i'm just wondering, is this normal or am i just a freak??
i think i'm just a freak..

P.S feeny 3a6sa min 2 days ago!! and i still haven't sneezed!! every time i feel like i'm finally gonna sneeze, troo7 el 3a6sa o atnarfaz and i become this bitch that everybody hates.. and i should just leave it at that..

UPDATE: I SNEEZED!!! and now i can't stop sneezing -.-

Jaaaaber Obona Min 3omer 3arafnah...

More Of My Cousins and I...

• Cousin #1: "Is it hot in here or is it just me?"
  Me: "No actually I'm the one who hott."
  Cousin #1: "Naturally :P"
  
  
• Cousin #2: "So what do you guys wanna do?"
  Me: "I don't know"
  Cousin #1: "What exactly *do* you know?"
  Me: "Apparently nothing."
  
  
• Me: "Stop saying the fucking 'F' word you fucking bitch!"
  
  
• Cousin #2: "Son of a b$!&$@ ^%#*&%$#;% ^$*(*%@&^$#@#!@!!!! "
  Me: "I'm so proud of you."
  
  
• Me: "Slow the car down la yinkisir el baith!" (notice the sarcasm:P )
  Cousin #2: "Tabeen tirje3een el bait mashy?"
  Me: "Tabeen t'9i3een?"
  Cousin #2: "Touche"
  
  
• *Me looking at a picture*
  Me: "I know who that is!"
  Cousin #2: "Ee Nedo."
  Me: "What?"
  HAHAHAHA
  
  
• Cousin #1: "So which city do you wanna go to?"
  Me: "Metropolis."
  Cousin #1: "In which state is that?"
  Me: "New Troy."
  Cousin #1: "There's no state named New Troy!"
  Me: "Of course there isn't! It's where Superman lives!"
  Cousin #1: "I thought Superman wasn't real?"
  Me: "Oh my god and I thought you were the smart one."
  
  
• *Cousin #2 hitting me*
  Me: "Hey stop that! shfeech?"
  Cousin #2: "I'm just trying to fix the GPS since it's not working very good!"
  Me: "Hey! the GPS is new and absolutely fine! it's the driver who sucks!"
  Cousin #2: "How am I a bad driver?"
  Me: "Well the fact that you needed a GPS *points at myself* to show you the way to jam3iyat eshamiya that was right in front of us!"
  
  
• Me: "I think I'm gonna change my fake name.."
  Cousin #1: "You can't change your fake name!"
  Me: "Why not? It's fake!"
  Cousin #1: "Because we all agreed for that to be your fake name."
  Me: "Maaan.."
  Cousin #2: "Just out of curiosity.. What would you change it to?"
  Me: "Zalee5a!"
  
  
• Cousin #2: "I feel lightheaded.."
  Me: "Oh sweety that's because the air in your head got out.."
  *Cousin #1 laughing silently*
  Cousin #2: "Is that supposed to be a joke?"
  Me: "Not really.. :)"
  

I Think I'm Going To Delete This Blog Because Of This..

so a few days or so ago i was walking in the halls of my school (ga99a) where i see my principal coming in the opposite direction. i thought ' shit busted!'

now the principal is a great friend of my mothers, so she keeps an eye on me which sucks. moving on.

she stops me and asks how i am. blah blah blah. THEN! THEN!! she says the worst sentence in the english vocabulary. she said
"nice blog btw.."

!!!!!!! how! how does she know??

alright my dear reader.. say it with me.. FUCK!!!

You Only Live Once. But In That Life You Die A Thousand Diffrent Deaths

i've been tagged by Red Lady.

so here are the 10 things you don't know about me:

1. I'm a chocoholic. (no surprise there.)
2. I miss NY. (I really do love it.)
3. I know 2 bloggers, and i recently saw 3. (i won't say who so don't bother :P)
4. I used to love playing kout. now i hate it, because of how much they forced me to play it.
5. I hate apricots. (how ironic)
6. I don't have a favorite color.
7. I'm frequently being underestimated. and i love their expressions when they realize that.
8. My hair is so na3im to the extent that if i use a curling iron after 3 hours it goes straight again.
9. I'm a night person.
10. I love the smell of rain.
    

Read 'Em While They're Still Hot! ** click on the title for older badleyat**

here i am again, about to write badleyat.. nothing new.. this time i don't think it's for proof that i am om el badleyat.. i think it was very obvious from my other badleyat post.

so let's get on with it shall we? :)

1. 7ajiya (7aganiya)
2. a'3na a7aly (a7la a'3any)
3. pucking fussy (fucking pussy) please excuse my language :P
4. adabiya (mit2adba)
5. 9af5ita (fa95ita)
6. '63am (3'6am)
7. 9amya (3amya + 9am5a)
8. 5ayeena (5iyana)
9. tagree3a (targee3a)
10. karast kisriyey (kassart kirsiyey)
11. eeter eith (either eat)

there you have it!
enjoy!

p.s all these badleyat were from 3 days ago

One Meets His Destiny Often On The Road He Takes To Avoid It

The day was going well so far. We still didn’t find what we were looking for. We didn’t know what we’re actually looking for. But we wanted something for the party. We kept shopping, going from one shop into the other for a while. We had found some ‘potential’ things to wear. But we wanted something perfect for all of us.

Shopping wasn’t something I really enjoyed, but I was enjoying the company, we would make some remarks on some particular things that we felt people had the right not to see on display let alone on people..

We were getting out of a shop that we had just entered less than five minutes ago when:
*beep beep beep*

I thought to myself... this couldn’t be happening... I turn and see the sales man waving his hands and telling me not to worry about it. I thank him and catch up with them. They’re trying not to laugh. But it was a losing battle as they tried not to make eye contact with each other or with me.

“Alright let’s just keep going”
“I thought you threw away those jeans?” she asks me, with a huge grin.
“I did. This sucks man...” I say as we make our way to the next store. we pass some guys waiting outside for some girls. One guy says something about us that we didn’t pay attention to or hear, it’s nothing new to us.

As we enter it beeps again, and I turn to the security guard to see his reaction. I see him looking at me. Confused, not knowing what to do. But he kept quite. I hear them giggle and go check out some stuff. I give up and stand near the security guard so he can see that I’m not doing anything. Because I was positive when we leave I would beep. And I didn’t want to waste anybody’s time.

The hairs on the back of my neck stand with the feeling that I was being watched. I turn and I see the security guard looking at my body with a look I didn’t like. I look down and make sure that everything is the way it should be. Nothing showing and nothing is out of place. I look at him again and the look he gave me made me uncomfortable beyond belief. He was undressing me with his eyes. I didn’t like it. It was scaring me. And I wanted to leave. Desperately.

Five minutes later they come to me and say that they’re ready to leave and have some dinner. We pass the steal detector-thingy, and naturally. It beeps. I kept moving as if nothing happened. But he stops me. He asks if he can see my bag.

“Excuse me?”
“I need to check your bag,” he says while holding out his hand for it.

I hand him my bag still not sure what was going on, but if I didn’t cooperate that would mean I was hiding something, which I wasn’t. So I gave it to him. Still trying to figure out what was happening. I still don’t know.

He gives my bag back to me and says the most shocking words: “turn around and spread your arms and legs please,” he says coming closer to me.

“Wha…” he wouldn’t let me finish the sentence. He turned me around and spread my arms and legs and started patting my backside, my legs, thighs, hips, and waist. Everything. His hands were lingering everywhere and everybody knew it. Everybody stopped what they were doing and stared. The guys that were waiting, their eyes almost fell out of their sockets. Everything started to move in slow motion.

His hands began to go up my leg. I opened my mouth to say something I can’t remember even if you gave me a million k.d. But he shut me up immediately. His hands were going further up until they went to my inner thigh. I closed my eyes, not able to take it anymore. A single tear fell from my eyes when he spread my legs more roughly.
I couldn’t believe it. This was actually happening and in public and I’m just standing there. Frozen. I knew what to do if this ever happened. But for the death of me I couldn’t move. I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t hear or see anything. And I couldn’t stop it.
I didn’t know what was wrong. Why didn’t I move? Why didn’t I hit him? Why didn’t I defend myself?

Tears are still falling when he finished. He thanks me for “my cooperation” and turns back and goes to his place. I turn and walk while they’re walking behind me. One of them, I didn’t know who had my bag in her hand. I hadn’t noticed when my bag fell from my hand. I didn’t notice anything other than what was happening during those minutes. I hadn’t noticed when he started to complement my legs -saying they were beautifully shaped- when he was doing what he was doing. I hadn’t noticed the people asking themselves what was going on. I hadn’t noticed the guys trying to stop the man from what was doing to me. I had only felt my innocence leaving me.

I stop walking. I look around myself and I don’t know where I am. I have no idea why I’m even here. Why I even ran. Why I needed to escape from him.

“Sarah..” they both try to grab my attention

I wake up from my dream with tears in my eyes. And I keep crying for a long time. This was the first time I cried in three years. And I kept crying until there were no more tears. And then I cried some more. It was a dream. It was all a dream. But it felt so real that I couldn’t help but cry.

After I finished crying I lay on my bed thinking about the dream, and tried to find out what it meant. Then all of a sudden my phone rings. I look to see who it is and it’s her. I pick up the phone.

“Wanna go shopping?”

You Gotta Love Him

sha5bariiiiiiii!!! dust dust all over him man.. bes you cant help but giggle when you see him :P

ok so explain this to me. what's his deal? we all know he was abducted. but what happened after he was brought back?

is he an alien?

after they found out he was stupid they threw him away?

did they take his brain then returned him?

what's the deal? why is he so stupid?!