Electronics, you say?
Yes, my dear friends...I hate everything to do with electronics even though I depend on them greatly and love and cherish them oh so very much...yes, electronics.
So, should I tell you the reason behind this post?
Should I waste my time ranting and ranting even though it may not help me in any way?
Yes, I should.
Why?
Because I'm one of those people whose luck just sucks so badly...that's why.
Let's start, shall we?
Ok.
3 years ago, I got my first phone...problems came up on the 3rd day I had it.
Bad, much?
2 years ago, I got a new digital camera...you now those hot pink ones...Sony? Yeah...it's got stolen that summer...with my medication and other stuff too.
1 year ago, I got the new iPhone 3G...problems started bit by bit later on...until the network wouldn't work and it's literally dead right now...the screen won't light up...it's just lying there, still...next to me on my bedside table...may God rest its soul in peace. Yes, it was VERY dear to my heart.
Now.
Present.
Remember my previous post? When I told you I wouldn't be able to post until I get my laptop back? Well, I just got the news that the motherboard is completely raye7 feeha w fe um ely yabha...
Karma, you say?
No.
Hay 7athy...7ady magrooda.
Alla ya3lam aish by9eer lain I get a BlackBerry...I'm betting ena el BBM won't work...since hathy meezat el BB's 3n ay jawal thany...
Bye.
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
And another break...
You dumdum's, I didn't mean another break from the blogsphere people! Are you insane?! Hehe, well...Christmas break has finally begun and loads of fun to hapen -I'm sure nothing that exciting is going to happen, but bare with me people- and loads of sleeping and blogs to catch up on!
So, anyway plans for the break? You guys flying off to somewhere?
I may not be posting everyday...only because my laptop is at the service center...dumb virus.
Mmm, actually, I may not be posting at all until Saturday or Sunday.
**Throwing tomatoes at Sunset**
**Sunset hides behind hands**
What am I supposed to do? I miss my baby, my laptop oh so very much...I'm not going to write until it's back, I feel my laptop gives me the inspiration to write :P Even though we've been through many ups and down together, I still love my baby.
I love you all...and I'm extremely sorry.
So, anyway plans for the break? You guys flying off to somewhere?
I may not be posting everyday...only because my laptop is at the service center...dumb virus.
Mmm, actually, I may not be posting at all until Saturday or Sunday.
**Throwing tomatoes at Sunset**
**Sunset hides behind hands**
What am I supposed to do? I miss my baby, my laptop oh so very much...I'm not going to write until it's back, I feel my laptop gives me the inspiration to write :P Even though we've been through many ups and down together, I still love my baby.
I love you all...and I'm extremely sorry.
Friday, December 18, 2009
Oh Doctor, Doctor. Pt.7
Previously on Oh Doctor, Doctor.
"Shtabeen ensawy elyoum?" Nhayan asked her as they exited the park.
Just about to answer, Mays stood in her place, frozen. She couldn't believe her eyes. She feared it was a mirage...
Khalifa? she thought.
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A million feelings rushed through her...and nothing could explain what she felt. Her eyes were following his every movement. As her eyes began to water, she started to feel the anger running through her veins as she felt her face redden and the heat radiating.
"Nhay-Nhayan," she stuttered, "take me back home," that's when she felt her legs weaken and her soul fail herself.
"Shfeech Mayoos?" one hand on her shoulder and the other lifting her head, "shfeech?"
"I'm really tired, I guess," she whispered.
As if you'd seriously believe me, Nhayan...her heart ached.
"Oh, ok...let's go,"
He put his arm around her back and they walked back to the apartment. On his side, she was crying silently...it felt as if someone had cut through her alive, feeling every prick and imagining the sound of the dripping blood.
When they got back to her place, they said their goodbye's and he left. The next thing she knew was that her hand felt cold and a puddle of blood formed below her.
She lifted her head and her eyes scanned the shattered pieces of glass on the floor on the other side of the living room. She walked over to the other side of the room, as slowly as possible, and leaned on the wall. Little by little, she lowered herself until she was sitting on the floor.
"Why?" she cried as she ran her fingers through her hair, and the blood stained forehead and hair.
Seconds later she heard a knock on the door.
"Nhayan, I told I'll be fine," she called as she evened her breathing.
The knocking got louder.
"Are you always this stubborn?" she yelled as the tears started falling again.
"Mayasa, open the door!" he said.
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Very short, I know...don't kill me please. I'm beginning to think I suck :(
"Shtabeen ensawy elyoum?" Nhayan asked her as they exited the park.
Just about to answer, Mays stood in her place, frozen. She couldn't believe her eyes. She feared it was a mirage...
Khalifa? she thought.
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A million feelings rushed through her...and nothing could explain what she felt. Her eyes were following his every movement. As her eyes began to water, she started to feel the anger running through her veins as she felt her face redden and the heat radiating.
"Nhay-Nhayan," she stuttered, "take me back home," that's when she felt her legs weaken and her soul fail herself.
"Shfeech Mayoos?" one hand on her shoulder and the other lifting her head, "shfeech?"
"I'm really tired, I guess," she whispered.
As if you'd seriously believe me, Nhayan...her heart ached.
"Oh, ok...let's go,"
He put his arm around her back and they walked back to the apartment. On his side, she was crying silently...it felt as if someone had cut through her alive, feeling every prick and imagining the sound of the dripping blood.
When they got back to her place, they said their goodbye's and he left. The next thing she knew was that her hand felt cold and a puddle of blood formed below her.
She lifted her head and her eyes scanned the shattered pieces of glass on the floor on the other side of the living room. She walked over to the other side of the room, as slowly as possible, and leaned on the wall. Little by little, she lowered herself until she was sitting on the floor.
"Why?" she cried as she ran her fingers through her hair, and the blood stained forehead and hair.
Seconds later she heard a knock on the door.
"Nhayan, I told I'll be fine," she called as she evened her breathing.
The knocking got louder.
"Are you always this stubborn?" she yelled as the tears started falling again.
"Mayasa, open the door!" he said.
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Very short, I know...don't kill me please. I'm beginning to think I suck :(
Today...
18th December...Qatar's National Day.
That's all I can say, after all I've seen, I'm speechless...not in a W O W or B A D way...no, I'm literally speechless.
Kl 3aam wnty b5air ya blaaady...fdaaaaaaaaaach roo7 ya Qtr :*
That's all I can say, after all I've seen, I'm speechless...not in a W O W or B A D way...no, I'm literally speechless.
Kl 3aam wnty b5air ya blaaady...fdaaaaaaaaaach roo7 ya Qtr :*
Monday, December 14, 2009
Ya 7lwek :*
Sunset
Mansour!
Mansour
Hi
Sha5barch
Sunset
Tamaaaam, youuuuuu?
Mansour
Walla I miss you alot a7es illyoum z3altch sorry walla ma kan 8a9di sorry if I repeat bs sorry 100000000 times I'll not forgive myself sorry
Sunset
LOOOOOOOOOL Mansour it's okkk!
Kaaaaaaam Mansouuuur 3endena ;)
Mansour
La a7es eny sawait shay wayed '3ala6
Sunset
Shnooo?
Mansour
A7es 8lat fi 7agich wayed soorry
Sawy ely tabeena it's ok
Sorry
Sunset
Mansouuuuuur laa shdaa3waaa
Latgooool chiiiiii!
Mansour
Bas a7es iny mrtkb jareeema
Sunset
Hahahah la hal darajaaa ;)
Mansour
Walla sorry
Sunset
MANSOUUUUUUUUUUR WALLA 3ADY!
Mansour
Ma kan 8a9dy
Tloomony feeh?
T'thkroon Muzmuz's brother, ely gltlukum 3anah? Well, hatha hu...
He makes all us girls feel precious walla, he treats us o ka2ana mlook 3la rasa; ya 7beelk ya Mansour :*
If only you were a few years older, sigghhhhh...
Dazzy, Z! I finally heard your Halluuuuu Zuzz...and Dazz, yalla yalla, el7een sayratena adrs ;)
Psstttt Dazzy, imganie big red botoxed red lips :P Ohhhh and don't forget the 5mar :P If that's what it's called b3d :P
Hahaha, I love you both walla and...
I LOVE YOU ALL :*
Mansour!
Mansour
Hi
Sha5barch
Sunset
Tamaaaam, youuuuuu?
Mansour
Walla I miss you alot a7es illyoum z3altch sorry walla ma kan 8a9di sorry if I repeat bs sorry 100000000 times I'll not forgive myself sorry
Sunset
LOOOOOOOOOL Mansour it's okkk!
Kaaaaaaam Mansouuuur 3endena ;)
Mansour
La a7es eny sawait shay wayed '3ala6
Sunset
Shnooo?
Mansour
A7es 8lat fi 7agich wayed soorry
Sawy ely tabeena it's ok
Sorry
Sunset
Mansouuuuuur laa shdaa3waaa
Latgooool chiiiiii!
Mansour
Bas a7es iny mrtkb jareeema
Sunset
Hahahah la hal darajaaa ;)
Mansour
Walla sorry
Sunset
MANSOUUUUUUUUUUR WALLA 3ADY!
Mansour
Ma kan 8a9dy
Tloomony feeh?
T'thkroon Muzmuz's brother, ely gltlukum 3anah? Well, hatha hu...
He makes all us girls feel precious walla, he treats us o ka2ana mlook 3la rasa; ya 7beelk ya Mansour :*
If only you were a few years older, sigghhhhh...
Dazzy, Z! I finally heard your Halluuuuu Zuzz...and Dazz, yalla yalla, el7een sayratena adrs ;)
Psstttt Dazzy, imganie big red botoxed red lips :P Ohhhh and don't forget the 5mar :P If that's what it's called b3d :P
Hahaha, I love you both walla and...
I LOVE YOU ALL :*
Friday, December 4, 2009
Oh Doctor, Doctor. Pt.6
Previously on Oh Doctor, Doctor.
The next morning they were having breakfast at the local coffee shop.
"Nouf,"
"3youn Nouf," she answered him.
"Let's get married,"
Wow, that was out of the blue...she thought.
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"You're funny," she giggled nervously.
He's joking, right? she thought.
"Baby, I'm serious. Let's get married. I'd take care of you and look after you. I could transfer back to Doha, if that's what you want. We don't have to stay here," he went on.
"You're serious?" her eyes narrowed.
"Ee baby, ee. I am," he took both her hands in his.
"I...I," she started stuttering.
"Do you know what you're asking from me?" she continued.
"To be mines," he held her hands tighter.
"I'm...I'm really sorry Hamad...I can't," she lowered her head.
"Why can't you? We're official and all, you're legally mines. It doesn't matter if we have that big fancy wedding. We could have a small dinner. I want to spend every second with you,"
"You're pitying me, aren't you?"
"No,"
"Yes, you are Hamad, I told you. That's not what I want...we were supposed to break if it off after this," she whispered.
"Break it off? Why? Laish Nouf? Laish?!"
"I came here to say goodbye. You have your life...and I have mines," she looked down at her palms, "I have to spend all my times with the people I love. Don't get me wrong. I love you, I honestly do...but what about my family, don't you think it isn't fair for them too? Besides...mabeek t't3alag feeny wayed. I simply can't allow that to happen ya Hamad," she started sobbing.
"Ana already mt3aleg feech ya Nouf! Don't except me to forget you, because I simply can't and that's not something I'm capable of," he said firmly.
"Hamad, I'm tired. Can we go back and rest for a while?" she massaged her temples.
"Yeah, whatever," he got up and she followed him.
They walked silently next to each other, each one lost deep in his thoughts.
Why? he thought.
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It was like any other cold day in New York City as Nhayan walked down the streets making his way to Mays AlReem's appartment. Just a few minutes away from her building, he remembered her feaures and how she changed when he saw her the night before.
"Mayoos," he called her after many attempts of ringign the door bell.
He could hear two pair of feet dragging themselves to the door.
"Yeah?" she stood at the door.
"Shno yeah? Yalla get up, we've got a long day ahead of us," he turned her around and got in.
"Y3zm nafsa b3d," she rolled her eyes.
"Mays!"
"Nevermind...just make me a hot cup of coffee will you?"
"No, we're having breakfast outside."
"Ok. Just make yourself at home till i finish, yeah?" she called from the bathroom.
"Sure,"
Half an hour later they were out of the appartment heading to one of the local coffee shops downtown. They laughed and played around as he managed to get a few things off her mind. She managed to smile like she used to, only difference was that her face had gotten thinner and her big eyes not as bright anymore.
"How's Hala and her baby?" she asked about her older sister.
"They're good. Awashy ntfa, she's so tiny Mashalla," he smiled.
"How's Mishaal?" she referred to his brother and her brother-in-law.
"Alla y3een Halo. Mo em9adeg, kl shway y'3arbelhum,"
They talked about their family and the reminised the good times.
After breakfast, they got up for a long walk down the park.
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Nouf was lying down on the sofa, sideways, her head on his lap. Drawing circles of all shapes and sizes on her back with the tip of his finger, she whispered quietly.
"Z3alt mny?"
"Shloon az3al mnnich?"
"Madryy,"
"I'm sorry," he kissed her crown.
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"Shtabeen ensawy elyoum?" Nhayan asked her as they exited the park.
Just about to answer, Mays stood in her place, frozen. She couldn't belive her eyes. She feared it was a mirage...
Khalifa? she thought.
The next morning they were having breakfast at the local coffee shop.
"Nouf,"
"3youn Nouf," she answered him.
"Let's get married,"
Wow, that was out of the blue...she thought.
-----------------------------------------------------------
"You're funny," she giggled nervously.
He's joking, right? she thought.
"Baby, I'm serious. Let's get married. I'd take care of you and look after you. I could transfer back to Doha, if that's what you want. We don't have to stay here," he went on.
"You're serious?" her eyes narrowed.
"Ee baby, ee. I am," he took both her hands in his.
"I...I," she started stuttering.
"Do you know what you're asking from me?" she continued.
"To be mines," he held her hands tighter.
"I'm...I'm really sorry Hamad...I can't," she lowered her head.
"Why can't you? We're official and all, you're legally mines. It doesn't matter if we have that big fancy wedding. We could have a small dinner. I want to spend every second with you,"
"You're pitying me, aren't you?"
"No,"
"Yes, you are Hamad, I told you. That's not what I want...we were supposed to break if it off after this," she whispered.
"Break it off? Why? Laish Nouf? Laish?!"
"I came here to say goodbye. You have your life...and I have mines," she looked down at her palms, "I have to spend all my times with the people I love. Don't get me wrong. I love you, I honestly do...but what about my family, don't you think it isn't fair for them too? Besides...mabeek t't3alag feeny wayed. I simply can't allow that to happen ya Hamad," she started sobbing.
"Ana already mt3aleg feech ya Nouf! Don't except me to forget you, because I simply can't and that's not something I'm capable of," he said firmly.
"Hamad, I'm tired. Can we go back and rest for a while?" she massaged her temples.
"Yeah, whatever," he got up and she followed him.
They walked silently next to each other, each one lost deep in his thoughts.
Why? he thought.
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It was like any other cold day in New York City as Nhayan walked down the streets making his way to Mays AlReem's appartment. Just a few minutes away from her building, he remembered her feaures and how she changed when he saw her the night before.
"Mayoos," he called her after many attempts of ringign the door bell.
He could hear two pair of feet dragging themselves to the door.
"Yeah?" she stood at the door.
"Shno yeah? Yalla get up, we've got a long day ahead of us," he turned her around and got in.
"Y3zm nafsa b3d," she rolled her eyes.
"Mays!"
"Nevermind...just make me a hot cup of coffee will you?"
"No, we're having breakfast outside."
"Ok. Just make yourself at home till i finish, yeah?" she called from the bathroom.
"Sure,"
Half an hour later they were out of the appartment heading to one of the local coffee shops downtown. They laughed and played around as he managed to get a few things off her mind. She managed to smile like she used to, only difference was that her face had gotten thinner and her big eyes not as bright anymore.
"How's Hala and her baby?" she asked about her older sister.
"They're good. Awashy ntfa, she's so tiny Mashalla," he smiled.
"How's Mishaal?" she referred to his brother and her brother-in-law.
"Alla y3een Halo. Mo em9adeg, kl shway y'3arbelhum,"
They talked about their family and the reminised the good times.
After breakfast, they got up for a long walk down the park.
--------------------------------
Nouf was lying down on the sofa, sideways, her head on his lap. Drawing circles of all shapes and sizes on her back with the tip of his finger, she whispered quietly.
"Z3alt mny?"
"Shloon az3al mnnich?"
"Madryy,"
"I'm sorry," he kissed her crown.
--------------------------------
"Shtabeen ensawy elyoum?" Nhayan asked her as they exited the park.
Just about to answer, Mays stood in her place, frozen. She couldn't belive her eyes. She feared it was a mirage...
Khalifa? she thought.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Character Key
Since all of you are confused, here's the character key...
Guy with the Economist and suitcase in hand AKA Hamad: Main character.
Nouf: Hamad's fiancée.
Nhayan: Hamad's brother.
Girl that Hamad spilled his coffee over her papers in Part 1 AKA girl Nhayan met with: Nhayan's best friend.
'He' as in guy who checked in: You'll have to figure that out!
P.S. El mar7oom that I mentioned is her (Nhayan's best friend) brother.
Clear?
Love you all.
Guy with the Economist and suitcase in hand AKA Hamad: Main character.
Nouf: Hamad's fiancée.
Nhayan: Hamad's brother.
Girl that Hamad spilled his coffee over her papers in Part 1 AKA girl Nhayan met with: Nhayan's best friend.
'He' as in guy who checked in: You'll have to figure that out!
P.S. El mar7oom that I mentioned is her (Nhayan's best friend) brother.
Clear?
Love you all.
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