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الجمعة، 25 مايو، 2012

communication

To my contacts whither you are from Whatsapp or just my phone .
 It's Not You , It's Me ! < god I always wanted to say that
I hate texting,Whatsapping and pretty much anything thing that includes me writing and waiting for a REPLY . Why wait for a reply while you could call and hear the damn reply ! ya know 
Beside that , I don't trust people's emotions when they express it to me Via texting . A Lot would say or sorry text 'LOL' Like they are laughing but they are really not or some would send you one of those sad faces ':(' and their smile is from ear to ear ! if you send me that sad face i would be worried for you and Shit I don't want to. I don't get it why would we text while we could just call each other and you could call me old fashion but I don't like these new ways of communication where you can find me any\where time .  
AND OF COURSE I am not talkin about LOLing in twitter or even Facebook that's a different subject Yo . 
My only Friend who is pretty much honest of how old school i am is  Alaa ,  she told me to open up my Whatsapp's notification ( coz it's always OFF ) so we could talk all day long and stuff like that , I did that and it wasn't that bad coz lolo and I get along very well , if I didn't reply to her she understands but my other dear contacts don't that's why I shut it back after a week !! 
Back at high school We didn't have Whatsapp , Skype none of that shit . MSN was the only cool stuff that we had and still I ditched my friends . Even then Iman and Alaa used to nag about me not being online . 
The point is I love you and it's not you guys , IT"S ME . 



الأحد، 13 مايو، 2012

One week in Yemen

The last time I was in Yemen , i was 6 years old . I loved everything about that country,our house ,the weather and the fact that this is where I belong was JUST enough . Since then my father kept on saying that next summer we will leave there again . But next summer came and we didn't go . Until last month!
 Yes !!I am 18 Years old but I want there like it was the summer of 2000 :\
Of course EVERYTHING was different until I saw our old house , our old neighbors and the faces of the people . I knew at that moment that nothing last and we are all going to change eventually . One week was my time and one week I cried my eyes out . My emotions got the best of me , Everything made me cry even the beautiful hot fresh warm bread .
It's funny how I get so attached to a place that I barely have anything in common with but somehow I just know!! ya know?! , you don't know right ? nah .
time for some COOl pics darlings !
 

 Thats the main door of our house pretty isn't ?!


 
 I love Sana'a and i can't wait to go back again <3

الاثنين، 7 مايو، 2012

Catty girls

Girls are beautiful and all . But when they start hating hmmm not so good .
I am not going to blah about it but I honestly HATED when I am stuck into girls drama , this time I didn't even DO anything .
You know what I need ? I need a big Fu$k off sing on my forehead then i shall see who's ready to mess around
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السبت، 5 مايو، 2012

Littile Omar

 My Brother and his waif had a baby boy and they name him Omar or 3omar . He's the first grand son for my parents so you can imagine how excited they are . And for me and my sisters we are his aunts " I am only explaining because i am  excited too so bear with me k " .
Actually it's quite funny how things turn to be . I never thought i would end up with little brothers nor a nephew !! Anyways it FEELs amazing . I am going to be a very protective aunt , he will ask for my help and tell me his secrets and i would listen . I am going to be the most awesomest aunt EVER   . Oh yeah and i am going to be one of those annoying people who wouldn't shut up talking about their kids ya know
HERE'S LITTLE OMAR

PICS WERE TAKEN BY MY SISTER of course.