<?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-5093168458459088913</id><updated>2012-01-16T04:15:33.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noura's Cinderella Story</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093168458459088913/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Noura</name><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>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093168458459088913.post-5495434898134442222</id><published>2009-04-17T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T18:43:27.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter Eleven: Stupid Mistakes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chapter Eleven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stupid Mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Me and 3abdallas friends were very close.. we went out every now and then kilina with 3abdalla.. they were all like my brothers! The closest friends to him were the closest ones to me which were 7amani and marzoug ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Gabil la 3abdalla i6ale3 laisena kint amerhum ilfayer wen7oos wenroo7 sultan center nakil ice cream :P fa kint wayed merta7a weyahum maste7i minhum 3adi kina zayneen.. bas fee wa7ed min rabe3hum which is marzougo hes kind of a flirt. He was known in his school as the player he was good looking fa ga9 3ala kil ilbanat.. bas I still luved him as a brother because he made me laugh ;p and plus hes one of 3abdallas oldest friends since they were in middle school..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Fa kan ako times ne6la3 ilfayer me and marzougo and 7amani oo sometimes other guys I don’t know very well.. wekoon 3abdalla nayim fa ma eyey weyana.. sometimes my sisters come along kilmara ghair :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;7amani usually drives and their friend 3ali sits yama , wana wara oo marzougo oo its usually 3abdalla bas this time 3abdalla mo weyana..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;kint ga3da oo ekhti kanat weyana.. wela ma ashoof ila marzoug 7a6 his arm on my shoulder.. gelt 6af maybe mo gha9da shay oo I was talking to 7amani ka2ana ma9ar shay 3adi.. we were racing one of their friends which was fun.. wela ma ashoof ila egareb marzougo! Oo eeda 3ala my leg! Okay now im like wtf! Fa I slowly go to the window side and he slowly comes! I was so pissed shlon ga3ed esawi chethi! Im his best friends girlfriend mayeste7i :S then he came closer to me and stuck his face to mine he tried to kiss me I pushed him away getla bas !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;he finally moved away getlihum yala im tired oo radayt home.. the next morning gelt 7ag 3abdalla ina I missed him oo I wish he was there, I didn’t tell him exactly what happened bas 3a6ayta naqza ina marzougo went pass the friendship line. Fa 3abdalla started staying up to come with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;(so this was all gabil la 3abdalla e6ale3 laisena)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;but now haman marzoug 6ala3 his laisan but I don’t have one yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;so marzoug was acting all better since that day he never crossed the line again..i though it was because he learned his lesson, bas 6ela3 it wasn’t. 6ela3 its because we never went out me and him without 3abood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;he called me one day he was bored so was I gali bemerni insolef about stuff getla yeah sure okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;So he came to pick me up we started talking about his love life and how he has no one now blah blah blah, getla a36eek one week u wont be single ;p chan yeth7ak ;p he asked me how everything was with 3abdalla, getla more than great wala .. getla how lucky I was to find someone like him.. charming, honest, loving, kind, mashala kilshay feeh zayn! He laughed, then he started asking questions about what me and 3abdalla do together in private, getla its none of his business then he started getting flirty again! I don’t know why but I felt kind of scared.. he started getting closer! And holding my hand .. I started telling him bas bas bas morathi he gives up! He kissed me! And I told him to stop it! Gali 3abdalla mara7 yadri getla mo 3an getla bas ma abi ana! He kept pressuring me :S until I gave up :s he told me 3abdalla mara7 yadri latgoleenla shay getla ok.. wa9alni home I jumped on my bed and started cryiiiinng! How could I do this to 3abdalla!? Hes been nothing but honest with me! I love him too death!!! And I know he loves me too! I cant ignore this like it never happened! It did happen! I should have did something about it !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SekrtdzhCBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/MkYiB2k2yBE/s1600-h/sorry-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 152px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SekrtdzhCBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/MkYiB2k2yBE/s320/sorry-cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325836094437132306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “3abdalla :(”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “shfeech 7ubi?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “:’’’’’’’((((((”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “shfeeech lat5ar3eeeni chethi !”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “I did something really bad! And u may never speak to me again! :(”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “laaa shda3wa goleeli shfeech!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “I kissed marzoug :S im sorrrrrrrrryyy ! I couldn’t keep this from u.. I would understand if u never wanna talk to me again bas u have to know its because I love ina I had to tell u! he pressured me wala 3abdalla ! I didn’t want to! Ur the one I want! Im sorryyy”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “aha ok”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “3abdalla wala sorry, lo ma7ebik chan khashayt minik! Bas magedart! U mean the world to me! I feel worse than u feel malyon mara”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “if I kissed ur friend how would u feel? Would u think I love u?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “its not like that! U know marzoug ohwa wayed flirt oo eqa9ib ilwa7ed!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “aah fa mat3arfeen itwakhreena? Oo etdezeena ? aw etdegeen 3alay? Lama banat min our school egoloonli 3abdalla ge6ni ilbayt aw deg 3alay oo ya36oni naqzat ildenya, ana agoluhum la! La2ana ana 3endi wa7da amoot feeha! Bas ehya shakilha matmoot feeni”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “u know that’s not true! Amooot feek oo akthar ba3ad wala 3abdalla sorry inas yaqle6oon sometimes I panicked  I didn’t know what to do! Im sorry walaaa”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “im not enough for u, u had to go kiss my friend”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “:’( im sorrrryyy wala I wish u’d understand my place in this!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “khalas akalmich later”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “I love u.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;As I layed on the bed thinking to myself what an idiot I was. I may never find a guy like this again! I ruined it! And if he does he will never trust me again! I don’t know what I’d do without him, hes everything to me and more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The next morning 3abdalla went to school and saw marzoug there. Marzoug didn’t know that I told 3abdalla.. so 3abdalla went up to marzoug and told him ams shsawayt weya nouro? Marzoug goes nothing laysh.. 3abdalla goes etchatheb ba3ad! And pushed him on the wall screaming shsawayt ma3a nouro!!!!!? Marzoug il ghabi goes wala nothing!!!!! 3abdalla started shouting in the hallway until marzoug confessed. 3abdalla was very pissed makint abi a2atheeh wadezla any msj so I didn’t, I waited and waited and waited……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “I cant do this”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “:\ do what!!?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “I cant live without u ;s ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “:( mee tooo!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “I thought to myself 3an kilshay! And I understand that people make mistakes and I know how marzoug can be with girls.. but I still think u should have done something bas ba9ik hal salfa mabi asma3 3an hal mawthoo3 again oo ma abeeha ten3ad”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “inshallllaaaaa… a7ebik tadri ?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “9adgeeni ana akthar”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;in life people make stupid decisions, they don’t think right, then later on they wish they can take it back and erase it forever.. I know u all may think im such a bitch right after reading this post bas 9adgooni I was stupid and young and makint adri how valuable this man was. And how theres no one in this world as half as good of a man as 3abdalla is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5093168458459088913-5495434898134442222?l=nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/5495434898134442222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5093168458459088913&amp;postID=5495434898134442222' title='54 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093168458459088913/posts/default/5495434898134442222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093168458459088913/posts/default/5495434898134442222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/04/chapter-eleven-stupid-mistakes.html' title='Chapter Eleven: Stupid Mistakes.'/><author><name>Noura</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SekrtdzhCBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/MkYiB2k2yBE/s72-c/sorry-cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>54</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093168458459088913.post-4518069356871631375</id><published>2009-04-11T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T18:44:04.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Chapter Ten&lt;br /&gt;Every Relationship has flaws&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “Goood morning ;***”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;(30 mins later)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “Yallaaa gooomay!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;(one hour later)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “Ma9arat nouma!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;(at 2 o clock il3a9er)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “GIMT!!!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “Wa2akheeran! Mita nimtay intay!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “3al 4”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “OLA! Wana nayim min 1 ;p chan ga3adteeni asolef weyach shway”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “la ma7eb a2atheek u know that, I stay up watching movies oo sowalef msn ;p”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “weya mnu ?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “madri kilman friends chethi cuzin ay a7ad ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “akeed shabab”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “ee fee shabab my friends shnu 3adi”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “ib msn wela phone? ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “ some people msn some phone edegoon 3alay”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “sh3endihum at 3 in the morning idegoon 3alaych shyaboon ?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “3abdalla madri bas chethi wa7ed yet7al6am 3an his relationship wel thani bas chethi fathi esolif kil wa7ed ghair”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “ok bas mala da3i at 3 in the morning khaydegoon wagt 3adi, mala da3i it7acheenhum ilfayer”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “I don’t understand whats the problem il7een”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “mako problem I just think that they should call earlier, ana a3aref 7arakat ilshabab shloon fa latredeen 3alaihum hal 7aza degay 3alaihum il9ib7”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “they r just my friend 3abdalla shfeek awal mara chethi it9eer!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “kayfich khalas”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “shnu za3lan il7een?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “la2”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “then?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “nothing”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “I know u too well, etha betgooli mo za3lan ya3ni ga3ed etchatheb”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “MO ZA3LAN!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “k”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;My phone rings its my friend getlaha the whole story  galatli give him time. Wana I hate waiting and wondering where he is , what hes doing, is he gonna ignore me like before !!? laaa I’d kill myself! Should I text him ? itgooli no just leave him for a while getlaha fine ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;A couple hours later Im out with my friend re7na bowling wana 6ool ilmoda akhiz my phone abi yo9ali msj abi asma3 eghniyat yes2elooni etrin! Iffff!! Wela I go throw the bowling ball and come back to the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;One New Message&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “waynich?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I smile yaaaay he sent meeee ! my friend teth7ak 3alay ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “bowling u ?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “dewaniya, za3lana?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “no inta madri shfeek 3alay : ( ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “la bas qathayteeni shway, ya3ni madri laysh ana mo kafeelich itkalmeeni bilayl ? lazem etkalmeen a7ad 3ugbi ?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “akeeeed kafeeeeeli! I love talking to u I wish I can talk to u all day all night! But u fall asleep ;p its not that I wanna talk to them its that they wanna talk to me, they call me cuz they r sad oo chethi about their problems, why do u compare urself to them? U think theres a comparison a9lan!? ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “madri ya3ni intay it7ebeen if I talk to girls all night?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “NO!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “bilthab6, may9eer 7agich ee oo 7agi la! Its not that I even want to! I don’t! I want u oo only u! I wish u’d want me and only me too”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “I DOOOO! Ur everything to me mabi shay thani bas hathayl rab3i min zeman may9eer makalimhum .. ok I wont talk to them bilayl after u, only early times, asawi nafsi nayma etha dagaw ok?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “ok :*”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “satisfied?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “Yes ;p”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “good ;p”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “3a6eeni bosa”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “ ;*********************** I love u yal khayis ;******”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “ amoooooot feeeeeeechh ;***** and I missed u ib hal cham sa3a ;p”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “offfff meee tooo I was waiting and waiting and waiting! ;p”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “chan dazaitay msj ;p”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “I wanted to give u some time to think ;p”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “ur all I think about ;*”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “:$ a7ebik ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “ ana akthar ;*** yala roo7ay foozay bil bowling 7agi”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “yala okay ;p ttyl baby ;*”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;So im playing bowling smiling happy everything is fine I hate arguing with him or fighting it scares me I hope it doesn’t happen a lot with us my friend tells me its normal oo that every relationship chethi mo bas urs, getlaha true bas I always feel like hes gonna leave again like before itha za3alta.. galatli:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SeCSjIeGwUI/AAAAAAAAABk/dKh-n1Y8YtI/s1600-h/BigPrimeBig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 176px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SeCSjIeGwUI/AAAAAAAAABk/dKh-n1Y8YtI/s320/BigPrimeBig.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323415891818758466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;“3abdalla adores u, u adore him, u’ve been together for about 2 years now counting those months that he left, why would he stay with u this long? To play? He can play with girls for cham shahar wehed’hum, bas he insists on staying with u, he always misses u, always calls, and msjs, and he tried living life without u thinking maybe it would be okay, but it wasn’t so he came back, and since he knows how it feels to be without u, hes not going back there. So trust me hes not leaving u anytime soon.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I was soo happy lamaiit’ha! Hearing something like that gives me wayed hope! It makes me love him even more! Love is a funny feeling ;p it comes pretty fast and takes forever to leave, so I hope it doesn’t have to leave I like feeling this way, I love 3abdalla! And I think he loves me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “radaytay?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “Yep gabil shway”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “shetsaween?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “mako ga3da weya omi”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “oh okay lama itkhal9een goleeli”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “k, by the way, I kinda like u ;p”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “looooool, I kinda like u too ;p 7mara a7ebich wala!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “hahah me more! ;**** ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “wala I’ve never felt this way for anyone before”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “mee too!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “the longest relationship I’ve ever had lasted 3 months!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “ayshay! That’s the longest!?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla:” eee ;p intay? ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “ana 9 months ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “ashwa ya3ni im ur longest ;p”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “yess counting our little break its been taqreeban 2 years with u ;p”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “olaa zayn ;p a7la 2 years ;**** ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “yep, this is how it feels to be madly in love ;p even though we argue about taqreeban everything ;p”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “its okay its just an argument or a fight latkhafeen were okay ;)”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “good ;***** ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5093168458459088913-4518069356871631375?l=nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/4518069356871631375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5093168458459088913&amp;postID=4518069356871631375' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093168458459088913/posts/default/4518069356871631375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093168458459088913/posts/default/4518069356871631375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/04/chapter-ten-every-relationship-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Noura</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SeCSjIeGwUI/AAAAAAAAABk/dKh-n1Y8YtI/s72-c/BigPrimeBig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093168458459088913.post-4287994797436456037</id><published>2009-03-23T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T17:36:35.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter Nine: Where is this going?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chapter Nine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where is this going?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;There comes a time where u sit and think and wonder……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;What am I doing? Is this real? Or just a game? Its been over a year and I don’t know if were going somewhere with this :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “yala gooomaay ma9arat nouma!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Noura: “I’m up 9arli sa3a taqreeban ;p”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “la wala? Mat3arfeen itgoleenli good morning!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Noura: “good morning sunshine ;*”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “sh3ugba ;p Good morning beautiful ;**”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Noura:  “ haha, ha shbetsawi today?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “wala mako the usual, school, home, dewaniya.. u?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Noura: “madri I never make plans whatever happens happens ;p”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “wayed estanast thak ilyoom weyach, wedi kilyoom agoom wentay yami”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Noura: “offff chan zaiiin!! It feels so right! U sleeping next to me”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “7ada 9a7! Chena 3aysheen jaw metzawjeen ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Noura: “eeeee! Wanasa shakla :p inzayn yala im on the way to school I’ll talk to u later! Love u ;**”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “I love u more 7ayati ;*”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I sit in the car scared of asking him if our relationship is going somewhere , mali khilg we get into a huge argument oo nez3al 3ala ba3ath fa askit a7sanli!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;While im sitting down in class so bored wanting the class to finish! I just sit on my desk thinking about him allllll day long! I was sitting in my 3arabi class just thinking about 3abood the way he smiles, or the way he touches my hand, the way he plays with my hair and kisses my forhead, I was sooo happy that I found him! And hes all mine! as I was day dreaming about the love of my life I feel my phone in my pocket vibrate! So I bend down and check my msj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “a7ebich!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I smile in my place while my friend tells me shfeeeech wareeeni ;p  I tell her osh ba3dayn ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Noura: “:$ u made my day, a7ebik more!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “I cant stop thinking about u”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Noura: “9adegni mo kithri, everytime I try to rakiz I see ur face ;p”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “Wala meee2! Abee ayeelich il7eeeeen!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Noura: “lool I missss u abi alimik!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “abi alimich waboosich oo kilshaaaay”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;the conversation goes on and on while it gets alittle inappropriate ;p as he says to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “laaa tekfayn mo hni! Mo wagta ana bil class ga3ed ;p”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Noura: “ hahahahaha abeek tebtelish ;p”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “zaga ;p a7ebich ;p yala brb mudares yay ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I come home from school say goodnight for a while as we both head to noomat il3a9er ;p I wake up and my friend asks me to go see a movie with her getalaha ok. Re7na il fanar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “il7ilwa waynha?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Noura: “tawha 6al3a min filim bil fanar, wel 7ilo wayna? “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “ga3ed bel dwaniya efaker bil 7ilwa ;p”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Noura: “shefaker ?;p”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “efaker yalaaaa mita etrid ilbayt 3ashan ohwa erid wekalimha ;p”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Noura: “aaaah okaay golah bil 6reeej wehya walhana 3alaih wayed! Tabi tesma3 9oota ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “yala awal mato9al khal etdezla msj il7een ohwa rad ilbayt yan6erha ;p”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Noura: “I love u ;p”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “I love u more”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;after 35 mins I text him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Noura: “honey, im home!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Phone is ringing ( Yes2elooni layh a7ebik 7ub ma 7aba bashar, oo layh inti fee 7ayati shamsaha wenti ilgumar ) hathi kanat ranita lama edeg 3alay ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Noura: “alooo”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “akheeeeraaaaan tadreen shga3ed asawi ?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Noura: “shnu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “ga3ed minsede7 3al frash age6 il tennis ball 3al 6oofa oo terja3li ;p omi yabatli eyaha itgooli its good for my anger ;p 3abalha I have anger management problems ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Noura: “eee wala 9aja ;p ana weya omik heheh”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “shnu it7eseen ana maynoon yal khaysa ;p”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Noura: “la bas anger management problems shway 3al khafeeeeeeeeef ;p”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “la wala? ;p intaw shfeekum kilkum 3alay 7etan 3ameti oo a3mami egoloon chethi ;p”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Noura: “hahaha eee la2ana 9ij!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3ad tadreen shnu etha7ik ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Noura: “shnu  :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “3ameti isimha noura oo rayelha esma 3abdalla hahaha”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Noura: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;hahaha alaaah wanasa!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “ee fa lama ana weyach netzawaj lazem enyeeb 3 girls oo one boy mithilhum ;p wensameehum fay, sara, Khalid, oo rawan ;p”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Noura: “hahaha khalas okay ;p”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/ScgpLo1mZpI/AAAAAAAAABc/ccYajaSSoSg/s1600-h/married.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/ScgpLo1mZpI/AAAAAAAAABc/ccYajaSSoSg/s320/married.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316544640028403346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;6ooool il moda im trying to hear what he just said! Lama ana weyach netzawaj!!!! 3ad ana shaga libtesama! I was sooo excited and happy that I didn’t even have to ask him that question! I was sooo happy that he even thought of that! And I love him even more !!!! so now im happy and satisfied knowing that our relationship is going somewhere ☺ Thank god i found this boy is what im thinking about right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5093168458459088913-4287994797436456037?l=nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/4287994797436456037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5093168458459088913&amp;postID=4287994797436456037' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093168458459088913/posts/default/4287994797436456037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093168458459088913/posts/default/4287994797436456037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/03/chapter-nine-where-is-this-going.html' title='Chapter Nine: Where is this going?'/><author><name>Noura</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/ScgpLo1mZpI/AAAAAAAAABc/ccYajaSSoSg/s72-c/married.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093168458459088913.post-3354052312014479352</id><published>2009-02-23T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T09:09:21.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter Eight: Love Birds.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Chapter Eight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love Birds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SaLWK2fagkI/AAAAAAAAABM/N1IctbgZPAc/s1600-h/friendse_rossrachel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SaLWK2fagkI/AAAAAAAAABM/N1IctbgZPAc/s320/friendse_rossrachel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306038792910176834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(At 11 in the morni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ng on a weekend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “Good morning ;**”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “Good morning sunshine ;**”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “Shbetsaween ilyoom ?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “madri u?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “madri chena bashoofic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; ?;p”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “Chena ee ;p”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “;*******”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “(K)”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day goes by whi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;le me and my sisters decide that next weekend nabi na7jiz ib resort fa gelna kempinski. I called and made a reservation for us.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “3abdalla!”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “3yoona”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “etha 7ejazt kempinski tyey?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “mnu bekoon mawjood?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “bas ana oo khawati”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “eee okay”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “u’d come akeed?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “yes ;**”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “ok cuz 7ejazt for next weekend etha mara7 tyey mabi aroo7”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “bayeey ;***”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “naaam 3endi hnak plzzzz ;p”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “a7awel wala”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now im sitting in my room sooo happy thinking how fun is it gonna be!!! So I go tell my sisters tara 3abdalla beyey they all love him fa they didn’t mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(8 Oclock)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “im out”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “coming”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I go with him we cruise around everywhere and solef about next weekend. I beg him to sleep! He says wala I want to bas I’ll try my best ! this is a big step for me and him. He never slept over before. Bas I was really merta7a weyah, makint aste7i mina kilish! And he wasn’t shy of me either. We were very comfortable together.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “mageeetttliiich!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “shnu?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “walhaaaaaaaan 3alaaaych wayed”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “hahaha, ana aktharrr, 3abali 3endik salfaaaa 9ijiya!”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kisses my head. And holds my hand as he drops me home.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While im getting out of the car he pulls my arm I go shnu ? he says 3a6eeni bosa ;p I laugh and give him a kiss then leave ;p&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just stepped into the house while my phone buzzes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1 New Message.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “a7ebiich ;********”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I smile in my place. :$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Then I reply “Mooo kithriiiiii ;*******”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next days pass by soooo slowly!! Because all I can think of is the weekend! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2 days left!!!! I msj 3abdalla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “can I tell u something”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “anything”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “since u might sleep over I want u to know ina when I said nam 3endi I meant nam 3endi as in lets sleep, not the other meaning.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “I know shqa9dich wala, a9lan ana ma artha asawi hal shay weyach”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “goood I love u ;****”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “I love u more ;**”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(2 days later) I’m packing my clothes! So excited ! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove with my sister and akheeeran we9alna! We checked in and everything and 3abdalla told me he’d be there at around 7:30 at night getla ok. So we did our thing had fun until the night came.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “shway woo9al”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “okay yaaaaay ;***”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “We9aalt!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I went and got him. Ga3adna weya khawati oo solafna kilna. Until he told me nouro come and show me around ;p so I got up and showed him around, then ga3adna ib my room alone.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were laying down on the bed watching tv when I asked him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “Naaaam hni !”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “wala wedi bas bacher at 7 il9ib7 3endi sheqil weya obooy”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “okaay :S”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kisses me and says sorry wala mara thanya I will promise ;***&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mushkilat 3abdalla he likes watching boring stuff wana kila a3a9ib agola e7e6 a show that I like to watch wehwa e7eb discovery chanel oo ashya2 maleeqa chethi ;p fa wana ga3da a6ale3 this stupid thing where a human races an animal he fell asleep wana fathya a6ale3 hal show chan ghayarta min zeman madam ohwa nayim ;p so I get up to find the remote and he wakes up. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “olaaa ana nimt?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “ee shwaya bas”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “yalaaa khan agooom amshii”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he gets up and fixes his clothes and pulls me up from the bed  so I give him his phone and keys while he’s hugging me and says za3lana? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “noo ;s”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “3ayal shfeech?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand there not hugging him back ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “khalas anam hni ;p”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “e7liiiiiiif!”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “wala ;p”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;now I hug him back ;p&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a7eeeeeeeb hal walaaaad that’s whats on my mind!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so we get back into bed laying down watching the stupid discovery chanel as he falls asleep. Im still awake so I get up wanting to go to the bathroom bas mabi a6ale3 9oot so aroo7 the other 7amam 3end khawati. Re7t wela kil khawati naymeen dashayt 7amamhum wela lama 6ela3t ma ashoof ila 3abdalla wagef 3end ilbab ;p kharaa3niiiiii!! Hes like half asleep cuz he doesn’t know what hes doing out the room in his boxers! So I pull him back and ask him why hes up he goes ga3ed adawrich ;p he kisses my head and goes back to sleep and I fall asleep as well ib hdoomi 7etan jooteyey ma fe9a5ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;At 5 am ashoof 3abdalla ga3ed esheel my shoes ;p I start laughing cuz makint mestaw3eba ;p chan arid anam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The morning comes and I see 3abdalla wearing his clothes so I get up, he tells me to go back to sleep I say no ;p im up now. Lamaita oo getla thanks for sleeping over he really made me happy. Wa9alta lay ilbab oo I went back to bed ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5093168458459088913-3354052312014479352?l=nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/3354052312014479352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5093168458459088913&amp;postID=3354052312014479352' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093168458459088913/posts/default/3354052312014479352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093168458459088913/posts/default/3354052312014479352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/02/chapter-eight-love-birds.html' title='Chapter Eight: Love Birds.'/><author><name>Noura</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SaLWK2fagkI/AAAAAAAAABM/N1IctbgZPAc/s72-c/friendse_rossrachel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093168458459088913.post-7105219043954272915</id><published>2009-02-16T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T04:42:06.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter Seven: Behind us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chapter Seven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Behind us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;A couple of months passed by like taqreeban 5 I didn’t msj him or call him since that night. For all I know he could be dead!  So I was living my life hurt deep inside but acting as if im ok. I hate it when people think im sad then they keep asking and asking and it gets me even more sad so I just toughen up like my father taught me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;So mara kina 6al3een, ray7een kempinski jlai3a which is now known as “Sea Shell”  stupid name ;p .. anyways kina ga3deen dakhil secound cup wela ma ashoof ila ekhti yayatli rakith!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Shahad: “NOUROO!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “WHAT!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Shahad: “3ABDALLA!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura : “ 7IIIILLLFAAAAAY!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Shahad: “walaa goo see! Hes sitting on that table ili matroosa guys, thahra 3alaina! ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;So im peeking at the table to see and I saw :S I felt this rush inside of me like im soo happppy to seeee himm and im mad as hell why he doesn’t miss me! I miss him like crazy!! So I just told them lets leave now. I was sooooo sad but I kept smiling acting like I was fine. We walked out the door and im glad he didn’t see me. We rushed to the car. Ga3deen dakhil ana oo ekhti na6reen il baji eyoon wela mashoof ila 3abdalla ga3ed yamshi chan eshoofni ga3da bil car bas babi maftoo7 chan egool off noura? Wehwa weya rfeeja chan a9ik ilbab wag3ad walif wayhi chena mashefta .. washoofa edesh his car and hes staring at me! I take a deep breath and act like nothing is happening. We left the parking lot and im holding my tears inside, leaning on the window tear drops falling on my sun glasses. Wishing I hadn’t come today :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The morning came and I found a text msj.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: “ahlayn”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;omg!!!!! I don’t know what to say. Should I reply? Or should I ignore him like he did to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “hala”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I had to reply I missssss himm soooooo much I cant ignore! Its too hard!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: “shloonich?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “Zayna, u?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: “7amdila, walhan 3alaych”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;abaaaaaaay a7ebaaaaaa !!!!!! I don’t wanna act too pushy so I have to talk 3adi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “me 2 :D”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: “ana akthar, abi ashoofich”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “Laysh ?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: “because I miss u”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “ohh okaay, meta? Oo wayn ?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: “kayfich, now?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “ummm, why should i? ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: “I know ur mad but im sorry, u wont understand”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “make me understand”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: “when I see u I will”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “ok pick me up at 7”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: “I cant wait till 7 ;***”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “hehe me neither ;*”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;So im at home waiting and thinking to myself is this really happening! Am I really gonna see him! I missss him! I wanna hug him! My phone rings, “ana bara”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I go outside to the car my heart is beating so fast.  I open the door and there he was smiling. The smile I would never forget. I sit inside he leans over to give me a hug and 2 kisses on the cheek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “Haaaa yal ga6e3”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: (smiling) “wala walhan 3alaych 7aaaaayl”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “good me 2”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: “Shsawaitay today?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “Mara7 etgooli sh9ayer?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: “intay narfazteeeni”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “Laysh?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: “Because shnu itgoleenli na5eth break? Il7een ana gayelich imte7anat oo chethi shako break”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “yeah so I can let u study”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: “u can let me study without taking a break 3adi shnu cham yoom bas”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: “may9eer everytime I get busy u wanna leave me, tara im gonna get busy wayed ya3ni bas mo ya3ni it’hedeeni or 3ala goltich na5eth break”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “I’m sorry I said that bas kint 7ayl metnarfiza ma3aref chethi ag3ad wan6er “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: “te3alemay, ana magetlich shahar kamil, cham yoom bas”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “okay”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: “za3lana?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “la la shako”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: “madri 3abali ;p”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “hehe hows ur grades?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: “il7amdila good except for biology ;p”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “waiiih yala shid 7aylik”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;He drops me home I’m sitting in the kitchen counter eating corn flakes, he texts me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: “et7ebeeni? :$”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “More and more each day ;******”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: “7abeeeebi ;*** ana akthar, so were ok ?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “Yeah ;p we’re always ok :p”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: “haha, shga3ed tsaween?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “akil corn flakes, u?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: “reading, goleeli lama itkhal9een”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “okaaay ;*”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SZlcG1-KvUI/AAAAAAAAABE/e5AHb5XdDf0/s1600-h/304804894_89aeb88bdf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 195px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SZlcG1-KvUI/AAAAAAAAABE/e5AHb5XdDf0/s320/304804894_89aeb88bdf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303371308842270018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(15 minutes later)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “done!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: “adeg?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I called him and we talked for about an hour and a half until he fell asleep. So we were back on and ready to start over. We put our past behind us and start fresh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5093168458459088913-7105219043954272915?l=nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/7105219043954272915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5093168458459088913&amp;postID=7105219043954272915' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093168458459088913/posts/default/7105219043954272915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093168458459088913/posts/default/7105219043954272915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/02/chapter-seven-behind-us.html' title='Chapter Seven: Behind us.'/><author><name>Noura</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SZlcG1-KvUI/AAAAAAAAABE/e5AHb5XdDf0/s72-c/304804894_89aeb88bdf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093168458459088913.post-1361433903187646751</id><published>2009-02-14T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T16:00:22.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter Six: Why Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Chapter Six: Why me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Valentine’s day was coming up it had been one year for me and 3abdalla. It was the beginning of February I was happily in love with him and I thought he was too.  Until we had a large argument I wondered to myself is he getting bored? So I texed him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “shfeek hal ayam metghayer :s”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “La finals”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “ee okay bas 9arlik cham yom matdeg wela etdez msjat ila lama ana adez awal, mo min 3awaydik.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “ee wala sorry shasawi mashqool 7ayl bil madrisa”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “ahaa, ee khalas ana abeek tenja7, hatha aham shay”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(he didn’t reply)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was getting pissed ina laysh yes7ab 3alay ! fa lama esawi chethi ana ag3ad wafaker! Mafi shay ma 6ab ib bali. Is there another girl? Is he afraid of commitment? Am I nothing to him? Does he love me? I don’t know the answer to those questions! Mako ila as2ela!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The next day I texted him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “Adri inta mashqool weya ur tests bas its making me think a lot”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “about?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “us :s , r u getting bored of me?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “Noura latfakreeen chethi! Wala getlich limte7anat im2athra feeni abi at5araj! Lo I got bored chan I told u. mo noo3i askit, lo abi shay chan gelta ib wayhich 3adi”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “okay, I don’t know cuz I’ve never seen u like this and u know its going to be a year in a couple of days fa gelt yemkin u don’t want us to be serious.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “laa shako, it’s the tests that’s all”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;a whole week went by and he’s still this way, never asking about me, very boring, ignoring my msjs, I hate this!!!!! I cant stand this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “One msj a day wont hurt ya3ni!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “sorry wala! mashqool”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “shda3wa mashqool 3abdalla ya3ni mategdar wenta raye7 school or wenta ga3ed bil dewaniya 6ool il yoom bas itdezli one msj! That’s not too much to ask for tara.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “sorry, ana min il madresa seeda arid ilbayt adris wanam shway wagoom adris again , ag3ad bil dewaniya shway wamshi sorry”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “khalas ok, I think me and you should take a break”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “shloon?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “I want u to study, but I cant be like this waiting for u to call or text me it gets me mad! Fa lama u miss me and want me then call”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “ya3ni matabeeni ?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “imbala bas were on a break for a while”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “3ala ra7tich”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “bye”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “bye”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I burst into to tears lock myself in the bathroom laying on the floor thinking did I do the right thing? Or was I just selfish wanting him to talk to me bedal la he study’s! my sisters and cousin are knocking on my door asking me to open. I say noo! They know its something to do with 3abdalla so they start singing me a song so that I would laugh .. I open the door and laugh and go play with them in the 9ala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The whole time im thinking where’s 3abdalla? Wat is he doing right now ? I miss him :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Days pass by im still miserable! I want him to want me ;s but he didn’t call or msj me, I feel like he doesn’t even care! And that’s when I discovered he has no feelings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2 weeks pass by without me texting him or him texting me im missing him to damn much! I don’t care Im gonna msj him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “Hii”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(no response)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I waited for 2 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “3abdalla shloon imte7anatik?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(no response)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I burst into tears! Hes not gonna answer me now is he? So I start dialing his number. The phone is ringing, but still no response! I wait 5 minutes and call again, he turned off his phone!!! WTF! Now im pissed!!! I start calling over and over until it rang again and still no answer! I didn’t stop calling until he answered me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “na3am?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “laysh matrid 3alay shfeek ?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “laysh daga malyoon mara?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “cuz kint abi a7acheek”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “intay sheftay ina maradayt 3ala ur msjs wela ur phone calls laysh ham itdegeen!?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “3abdalla shil salfa ! I thought we ended on good terms, makint adri inik bet3a9ib 3alay!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “inzayn shtabeen il7een?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Noura: “mint im7acheeni?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3abdalla: “La"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I close the phone and cryyyyyyy!!! I couldn’t believe that this was my 3abdalla! The guy I talked to for one whol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SZdYHh-zG7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/orEjHwn75ho/s1600-h/lo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 313px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SZdYHh-zG7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/orEjHwn75ho/s320/lo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302803972656143282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;e year every single day! The man I loved and I couldn’t live without!!! Why is he doing this ? what did I do? I thought of his education before I thought of myself! Wasn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;’t I being a good girl friend? Why is he treating me like this?!!! I don’t deserve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; this! Why is this actually happening! WHY ME!!!??? Those were my feelings as I layed on the bed, under the covers, covered in tears. Wishing to die. I felt pain like I never d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;id before with anyone. This was the longest relationship I ever had. I truly madly deeply fell in love with this boy and I couldn’t imagine my life with him not in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5093168458459088913-1361433903187646751?l=nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/1361433903187646751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5093168458459088913&amp;postID=1361433903187646751' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093168458459088913/posts/default/1361433903187646751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093168458459088913/posts/default/1361433903187646751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/02/chapter-six-why-me.html' title='Chapter Six: Why Me?'/><author><name>Noura</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SZdYHh-zG7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/orEjHwn75ho/s72-c/lo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093168458459088913.post-5209517007551880452</id><published>2009-01-30T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T11:57:18.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter Five: New Years Eve.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Chapter Five&lt;br /&gt;New Years Eve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Me and 3abdalla were doing great, another 2 months passed by and we were still together. So over all 10 months.  I was madly in love with him! I loved the way he talked, the way he made me laugh, the way he said my name, and even the way he likes to 6aferni ;p the cute thing about him was his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;voice ;p waaayed khashin! Lay darajat ina ba3th il marat 9a3eb nefhema! ;p ako salfa 9arat et’tha7ik 3an 9oota ;p marah ohwa kan 3endina, oo kina ga3deen ana weyah oo khawati oo his friend oo my friend. Fa kan ga3ed e7achi ekhti, ga3ed yes2alha 3an shay.. I think il movie ili re7nala ana weyaha, fa ga3ed yes2alha:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: “7ilo?” (weya 9ooota il ghareeeb ;p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Dalal: “Haa?” (3abalha ga3ed egoolaha aloo ;p)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “7iloooo?”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalal: “Haaaa?”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “7ilooooooo!!???” (3alah 9oota)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalal just turned around oo left ;p cuz mehya gadra tefhema ;p ana tha7akt the7ik ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The thing 3abdalla likes to do the most is to 6aferni! He loooovesss that!! Whenever he finds a way that he can, seeeeda he does it! Mathalan lama i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;nkoon bil sayara ohwa yadri ana akhaf lama a7ad esoog feeni we6ig ra9eeef 9oobi, fa edoooos we6ig ra9eef bas ma ye93ad kila bas ne9! Ya3ni 9oobi ana foog il ra9eef oo 9ooba 3al share3, oo yamshi 6ool il moda chethi! Lay akher ilshare3! Enarfiiz! Fa ana a3a9ib wa7gera! Ba3dayn egooli ana asif ;p oo magdar az3al so ath7ak ;p or like JAD INARFIZ lama egooli ina ohwa e3aref kilshay! Ag3ad 3ala a39abi! Kila egool:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “ilnas kilhum wedhum e9eeroon mithli bas mara7 e9eroon”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “la wala? Layshh “&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “la2ana ana a3aref kilshay ! mako wela shay ma3arfa!”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “way3 bas!”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “La 9ij! Ya3ni se2leeni ay shay!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “mabi eskit!”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdala: “hahaha, laysh 3a9abtay ? me7tara ? ;p wedich itkoneen mithli 9a7 ? sorry bas mara7 e9eer hal shay “&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “ana mara7 atkalam”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: “za3altay ? ;p”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “nope”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “ana asif ;p”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mushkilllaaaaaa hal walad wayha! Ib dgeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ga ekhaleeeni atnarfaz oo ib dgeeega ekhaleeni ath7ak ;p e3arefli 3adil! &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On New Years Eve I msjed him.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “Ha waynik ?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: “Shalay, u?”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “Home, Shetsawi?”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “Mako ga3ed u?”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “Same, shbetsawi ilyoom ?”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “Mako bag3ad bil shalay, laysh ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “la bas as2al” (ana im pissed shway, kan wedi egooli yabi eshoofni ib new years ;p)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I msjed his friend Marzoog.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “Marzooooog!”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marzoog: “Haalaa? Shfeech ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “Metnarfiza kan wedi ina 3abdalla egooli yabi eshoofni ib new years bas magali wayyy3!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Marzoog: “oo laysh intay matgoleenla? Mo lazem ohwa kila egool.”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “laa ma7eb mafrooth ohwa e3aref hal shay tharoori ya3ni.”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marzoog: “shda3wa tharoori? Laysh bas 3ashan new years?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “EEE! New years kiss !”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marzoog: “ aaahh ! heeheheh”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(An Hour later)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “Bashoofich ilyoom”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “lool, marzoogoo galik :p”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3abdalla: “Laysh intay magel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;teeli?”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “la2ana mafrooth it3aref hal shay madrii”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “laa ma3aref ana hal suwalef, intay goleeli ay shay tabeena, mo tasketeen”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “ok, I want u to be my new years kiss :$ ;p”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “Lol, okay ya3ni ilsa3a cham ayeelich ? oo wayn ? ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noura: “ana oo Shahood ekhti benroo7 hilton ta3ali minak, egreeb min ilshalay shway”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “khalas ok ya3ni ayeelich before 12?”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “ee, bas lazem at 12 itkoon weyay ;p”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “ok ayeelich 11:30”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “k ;*”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “oo mafrooth inboos lama ga3ed e3edoon or shnu?”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “la, lama egooloon 10, 9, 8.. lama yo9al 3end 1! We9eer 12 oclock inboos ;p”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “aaah okay! ;*** yala ashoofich tonight”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(11:30 PM)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Me and shahood are in starbucks ga3deen, im waiting for 3abdalla hes on the way.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He arrives, and I go sit with him in his c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SYPqqV0ZesI/AAAAAAAAAAs/I2pfQfg7zxA/s1600-h/happy_new_year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SYPqqV0ZesI/AAAAAAAAAAs/I2pfQfg7zxA/s320/happy_new_year.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297335599850158786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ar bil parking lot. He came with marzoog and marzoog 6ela3 yetmasha. Fa ga3deen ensolif 3adi, khali9aw ilsuwalef and were just sitting there ;p so tempted to kiss! im waiting for the clock to be 12 damn it! The radio was on 99.7 im waiting for he countdown.. 9ara7 11:59!! Wela 3abdalla just kisses me before the countdown ;p  atleast lama 9arat 12 we were still kissing ;p I laughed cuz he couldn’t wait one minute!! ;p chan egooli happy new yeaaar ;p wela inshoof nas ajanib emeroon 9oobna kilman labis those party hats weya e3yalhum oo chethi, so 3abdalla fach dereeshta wegoluhum happy newwwww yeaaar oo ga3ed yeth7ak ;p wegooluhum why r u leaving so early? Its new yearrs!! Oo ga3ed esolif weyahum hal khibil ;p chan shahood tyey ana nezalt min il car chan yanzil weyay wesalim 3ala shahood wegoolaha happy new year. I hugged him and kissed him goodbye and headed home.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the one and only new year that I loved that much. Not knowing what was going to happen later ;s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5093168458459088913-5209517007551880452?l=nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/5209517007551880452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5093168458459088913&amp;postID=5209517007551880452' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093168458459088913/posts/default/5209517007551880452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093168458459088913/posts/default/5209517007551880452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/01/chapter-five-new-years-eve-me-and.html' title='Chapter Five: New Years Eve.'/><author><name>Noura</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SYPqqV0ZesI/AAAAAAAAAAs/I2pfQfg7zxA/s72-c/happy_new_year.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093168458459088913.post-3747918898256912516</id><published>2009-01-30T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T20:06:30.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter Four: A First Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Chapter Four&lt;br /&gt;A First Everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most time akoon mestansa is lama ashooofa! Lo ashoofa 6ale3 or ashoofa broo7i or haman lo ashoofa ib 9uwar ;p bas kint a7eb ini ashoof wayha. Laman I don’t have school kint aroo7 his school an6era ekhalis washoofa ye6la3 min il bab shakla imbahthal ;p bas cute!!!! Labis pants oo t shirt chenha faneela ;p weya qamee9a 3ala chatfa ;p oo jan6eta ili mafeeha wela ketab! Mushkila ina ma yadri ini bayey ;p ma agoola I just come. So he comes out walking to his car 9af6a 3al ra9eef weshoofni ib our car oo yeth7aak oo eyeeeli ;p oo then ilshela il kamla teyey wetsalim ba3ad ;p kint 7ayyl astanis lama ashoofa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla is a random guy. Kilshay egoola faj2a!.. qaleeeel lama he plans things. Kilshay egool ib wagta! So one day kint bil bait kan 3endi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;mudares makint adri bekoon a7la yoom ib 7ayati lama dazli msj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “shetsaween?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “mudares. U?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “Dewaniya, Sh3endich ba3dayn?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “Nothing, Why?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “Bs abi ashoofich”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “Ok, pick me up at 8”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “ ok, cant wait ;*”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(8 PM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he picked me up oo ga3deen insolef bil car we7e6li aghani zag! fa 9efa6 bil car wana imjablita wehwa masik eedi.. ana ga3da a6ale3 wayha 3adil. Oo ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;shala kil shay feeh ya3jebni! A6al3a wabtesim ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “Shfeech teth7ekeen”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “nothing (still smiling)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “laa golaay shnuuu feeni shay ana (weba6il il manthara e6ale3 nafsa)”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “Laaaa laaa mafeeek shay sh7ilwik ! “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “haha intay, inzayn solfay "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “mani imsolfa laiman itghayer il aghani 7i6 99.7”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chan e7e6 wela e6la3at eghniya a7ebha chan a9are5 allaaaaaaaah! It was every time we touch by cascada. Chan out of nowhere he kissed me! And that’s how we had our first kiss.  The funny thing that the song was playing and it was exa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ctly what I was thinking!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SYMPcYMzCHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/XGhEIMi-23g/s1600-h/kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SYMPcYMzCHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/XGhEIMi-23g/s320/kiss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297094566924716146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Every time we touch, I get this feeling, and every time we kiss I swear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I could fly, cant u feel my heart beat fast, I want this to last, I need you by my side, cuz every time we touch I feel the static, and every time we kiss I reach for the sky, cant u hear my heart beat so, I cant let you go, want you in my life.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was definitely the best day of my life, a day I will never forget! 3abdalla tries hard to be romantic ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;p its hard for the both of us ;p we are not that type ;p the thing that made me wonder a lot was that 3abdalla noo3a wayed em3aqad ya3ni may9eer ilnas ishofoona together aw yadroon 3ana, bas the weird thing is lama emerni ekoon 7ayl 3adiii machena im3aqad ;p ya3ni mathalan akoon weyah bil sayara bil share3 high way, oo wagta yeg3ad weboos eedi ;p I don’t mind kilish bas its very weird with him since hes very closed minded ;p bas it makes me happy wayed ina he tries to make me happy in any way. And I love him for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great thing about life is that there’s a first for everything. Every body loves the first time they did something. First time I saw him, first time we talked, first time we went out together, first time he held my hand, first kiss, and many others! I think you should never forget those first timers! They mean soo much wala! Cherish those memories forever! They are what make u happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5093168458459088913-3747918898256912516?l=nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/3747918898256912516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5093168458459088913&amp;postID=3747918898256912516' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093168458459088913/posts/default/3747918898256912516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093168458459088913/posts/default/3747918898256912516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/01/chapter-four-first-everything.html' title='Chapter Four: A First Everything'/><author><name>Noura</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SYMPcYMzCHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/XGhEIMi-23g/s72-c/kiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093168458459088913.post-435654811900652819</id><published>2009-01-26T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T05:47:10.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter Three: What Is Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SX2vhbJf1mI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MRhaZ6Os1fA/s1600-h/Love+at+first+sight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 122px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SX2vhbJf1mI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MRhaZ6Os1fA/s320/Love+at+first+sight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295581725615707746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chapter Three&lt;br /&gt;What is love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;A couple of months pass by and there we are, still holding on, strong, confident and growing.  The day of his life comes! When he gets his laisan ;p he turned 18!! How happy was he ? well extremely! Its not like he didn’t used to drive before, bas ham he was happy!  So he went to get his laisan, lama ra7 kan ako cham mushkila bas 7alhum. So lama khalas dazli msj.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “LAIIISAAAAAN ;p”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “ Mabrooook! Akheeran ha!?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “7ADA! Il7een mo lazem itbogeen ilsayara wetmereena! ;p”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “Lol, eee bas ham wanasa!”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “Americh?”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “Okay, Meta?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “Now.”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “Yala abadil dgayeg”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(20 mins later)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “Ana bara”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “Coming”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sit and solef bil car while he shows me his laisan. I think his picture is adorable while he thinks it sucks ;p Since it was his birthday I bought him something and made him a card. ;p ana min noo3 ili a7eb ashteri hadaya oo akhalee shakilhum ekoon 7ilo oo eshaweg.. fa kila lazem ashteri ashya2 wa7e6hum ib goo6i oo wrapping paper.. ma7eb the bags its not fun to open ;p I like to rip my gift like when I was a kid, so I usually choose cute wrapping paper mal yahal ;p oo I made him this card that I wrote all the things that describe him best, with some of his pictures on it too ;p I took the card to the place to be laminated oo sawayta kebeeer ;p lama 3a6aiita estanaaaassss ;p  I still have a copy of his card on my computer till this day.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla was the kind of guy who was very secretive and kept all his feelings and thoughts to his self, while I told him everything. Its been 8 months and were going great. He mentioned to me that all his previous relationship only lasted like max 3 months. Fa ya3ni kan shay zayn ina were still together. After 8 months he finally told me he loved me, and I said it back.  We never rushed into things we kept everything casual and slow. Kilshay ib wagta 7ilo !&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one boring night with me laying down at home he texted me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “et7ebeeni?”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “shrayek?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “Madri wala golay”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “La ma7ebik 3abdalla”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “:S”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “AMOOOOOOT FEEEEEEK!”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “;*************************************************** ”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: "hehe, inta et7ebni ?”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “7aaaaaayyyyyylllll wala!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “ashwa, inzayn agoool, ako carnival next weekend ana baroo7, plz come! Besawoona bil she3ib.”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “intay tadreeen ana ma7eb hal suwalef, itha carnival madresatna maroo7;s”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “ee yala 3adi, ana lazem aroo7, and it wouldn’t be fun if u don’t come ;s”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “3ashanich bas”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “Yaaaay! (K) , bacher age6lukum tickets, bas goli cham wa7ed? Inta oo 7amani, marzoog oo ba3ad?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “ummm, bacher agoolich ba3ad mnu beyey”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “ok ;**”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Three days later)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I went with the driver to drop the tickets 3endihum. Kanaw 7. Makan 3ajba bas 7anayt foog rasa ;p and the day of the carnival came. There he was ! The most sexiest thing I’ve ever seen before! His navy shorts with a long sleeve polo shirt with his chmoom pulled up. ADORABLE! I just wanted to hug him! But we all know that is not happening ;p just the fact that he came made me happy, la2ana I know shkither yekraaaah hal suwalef bas ham ya. While we were in the food court he was there too, metsanid 3al 6oofa weya hal tha7ka ib wayha ka2ana mestanis oo meste7ii ;p hal wayh lo shnu ma ansah.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people ask me, what is love? I say: that face he does when he sees me in public. The way he always asks before he calls even though he knows im always fathya for him.  The cute msjs he sends me. The way he touches my hand.  He remembers our anniversary and my birthday until THIS DAY! The way that I will never feel towards someone else. That is what I call love. And in this case, it may seem hard to believe but it was love at first sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5093168458459088913-435654811900652819?l=nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/435654811900652819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5093168458459088913&amp;postID=435654811900652819' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093168458459088913/posts/default/435654811900652819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093168458459088913/posts/default/435654811900652819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/01/chapter-three-what-is-love.html' title='Chapter Three: What Is Love?'/><author><name>Noura</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SX2vhbJf1mI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MRhaZ6Os1fA/s72-c/Love+at+first+sight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093168458459088913.post-5551460676053829606</id><published>2009-01-20T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T04:47:31.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter Two: The Getting To Know Each Other Part.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chapter Two&lt;br /&gt;The Getting To Know Each Other Part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night I was in the kitchen eating pizza hut, me and 3abdalla kina insolef msjs, kan 9arlina taqreeban 3 weeks kilyoom in7achi ba3ath oo chethi oo I was starting to really like him. So I sent him a msj:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;Noura: “e7na shnu?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;3abdalla: “ shlon ya3ni? Mafahamt.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;Noura: “ya3ni ana weyak shnu ? Friends wela more wela shnu ?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;3abdalla: “umm, Close friends”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;Noura: “Oh okay” ( I was kinda pissed to hear that ;s )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;3abdalla: “Shfeech ?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;Noura: “ la mako”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;3abdalla: “Golay”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;Noura: “wala mako shay”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;3abdalla: “ana aq9id close friends mithil boyfriend and girlfriend”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;Noura: “la wala? ;p”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;3abadalla: “lo0ol ee, tabeen ?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;Noura: “looool ee abi, by the way cham mara agolik lataktib chethi il “lo0ol” ma7eb e7er!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;3abdalla: “lo0ol ok sorry ;p”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;Noura: “waiih”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;Every relationship has the getting to know each other part.  Find out the likes and dislikes.  The weekly mood swings, the things that piss us off, and many others.  Fa with us it was rea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;lly complicated.  Ana noo3i rasi yabis oo ohwa 1000 times akthar mini.   Ilsuwalef ili bayna kanaw akthar shay arguments oo hwash, bas lama khala9na ekon 3adi neth7ak wen3ayeb 3ala ba3ath chena ma9ar shay. Makina min noo3 ili in3a9ib 3ala ashya2 tafha.  Ili kanaw e3arfoona kanaw mestaghrebeen shloon ana weyah lasted more than a week ;p because kina bilthab6 3aks ba3ath! Ashya2 ohwa e7ebha ana akraha! Oo ili ana a7ebha ohwa yekraha! Bas ham we survived it. Ohwa gharama shay esma sea food! Shrimp, fish, and everything else! Wana ma akil wela shay min il ba7ar ma7eb kilish! Ohwa noo3a closed minded tafkeer awal oo chethi , ana 7adi liberal oo open minded kina 3aks ba3ath bil thab6 ;p ilshay il kan efare7ni ini Kint ashoofa atleast once a week, sometimes when im lucky twice ;p  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;Our daily routine went like this: we spend our days going out weya our friends oo chethi indez msjat 7ag ba3ath bas mo wayed mankather minhum kanaw 7ayl basee6a chethi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;3abdalla: “Waynich?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;Noura: “Ray7a movie, u? “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;3abdalla: “Ay movie?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;Noura: “BLA BLA, inta waynik ? ” ( I cant think of a movie that was 4 years ago ;p )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;3abdalla: “oh okaay, Dewaniya, Have fun”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;Noura: “ k u2, ttyl”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;Those were taqreeban all the msjs we send to each other in a day, unless we had something that we needed to say.  The thing that we are alike ina both of us man7eb a7ad edeg wayed oo edez msjat wayed, mo noo3na chethi, na6fer ibser3a so that was a good thing.  Another thing about 3abdalla he doesn’t know how to be roma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SXYu5ylTG4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Wjpq-Qb_i7Y/s1600-h/habits-female-texting-400a062507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SXYu5ylTG4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Wjpq-Qb_i7Y/s320/habits-female-texting-400a062507.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293469982386232194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;ntic ;p neither did I ;p so we did have some things in common.  After our day is over, when he goes home and I go home he sends me a msj.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;3abdalla: “Waynich?“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;Noura: “Home u?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;3abdalla: “can I call ?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;Noura: “eee”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;And then he would call and we’d talk about how our day went and shnu sawayna oo if something funny happened ingool ilqe9a .. ashya2 chethi 7ayl 3adiya, the thing that happens in every single phone call is this ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;(30 mins after talking about stuff that happened today he yawns ;p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;Noura: “ Yala nooma?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;3abdalla: “LA!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;Noura: “imbalaaa ba3th ilnas feehum ilnoom oo warahum ga3da”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;3abdalla: “aah intay tabeen itnameen ya3ni? “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;Noura: “ahahaha La inta!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;3abdalla: “la wala mafeeni ilnoom kilish!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;(15 mins later another yawn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;Noura: “Gooli good night”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;3abdalla: “laysh?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;Noura: “La2ana betnam il7een, fa yala gooli”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;3abdalla: “la mani nayim wala”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;Noura “3abdalla! Gooli good night yala!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;3abdalla: “Good night, oo ba3ad shsawaitay ilyoom? “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;Noura: “hahaha ya7maaar”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;3abdalla: “haha yala ba3ad shway ba3ad shway”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;And it goes on and on until I just be quite and he falls asleep ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;The next chapter will be posted soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5093168458459088913-5551460676053829606?l=nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/5551460676053829606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5093168458459088913&amp;postID=5551460676053829606' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093168458459088913/posts/default/5551460676053829606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093168458459088913/posts/default/5551460676053829606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com/2009/01/chapter-two-getting-to-know-each-other.html' title='Chapter Two: The Getting To Know Each Other Part.'/><author><name>Noura</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SXYu5ylTG4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Wjpq-Qb_i7Y/s72-c/habits-female-texting-400a062507.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093168458459088913.post-5810606119764448855</id><published>2008-11-18T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T04:46:57.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter One: How it first started.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SSNNdSf915I/AAAAAAAAAAM/QUOMPGDRFNs/s1600-h/Eyes_Zoom8_CL250_Zoom4_CL250_Zoom2_CL250.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 144px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SSNNdSf915I/AAAAAAAAAAM/QUOMPGDRFNs/s320/Eyes_Zoom8_CL250_Zoom4_CL250_Zoom2_CL250.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270141154531071890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Hal ayam kilman yabi yesma3 qe9at 7ub maybe to help them believe that it can happen, or so that they don’t give up on their own stories, or maybe just for fun who knows.. Anyways bas kint 7adi &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;bored&lt;/span&gt; oo wedi a6ale3 how I feel fa gelt akteb my story..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;NOTE:&lt;/span&gt; the names and places aren’t real, they are just&lt;br /&gt;cover-ups and similar to the real thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Chapter One&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;How it first started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  My name is Noura &amp;amp; to be honest, I have been through a lot of relationships. And each one kept on getting worse when I was about to give up on love I met him.&lt;br /&gt;His name is 3abdalla.  The story about him is kinda funny.  After I broke up with my ex bf eli esma 3abdalla as well, I was around 16 years old, searching for someone who can make me forget about him. I needed someone else! I was in pain, crying over him, u know puppy love ;p so I added a couple of emails to my msn messenger. but the first one I added was something to do with the name 3abdalla and the same muwaleed of my ex. Because I thought I wanted a guy like him ;p so the minute I added him, he came online! I was like uh ooohhh!! Wat am I gonna say? i wasnt prepared! So he came popped up and said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “hi mnu ?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “ hala 3aboood shloonik!? Shfeek ana nouro.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “ay nouro?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “testa3bi6 weya rasik ;p il7een badeglik”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “ok..”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noura: “abaaay! Sorry sawait add 7ag the wrong email! Asfeen 3al ez3aj”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;(khoush excuse ;p I was 16 remember ;p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “laa 3adi shda3wa”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;-10 minutes later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “u can block me tara ;p”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “la 3adi shda3wa ;p”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “oh okay so akhaleek ? ;p”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “kayfich ;p”    &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that conversation we became friends but he pissed me off a lot because he typed sooo slow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Days passed by I started ignoring him a lot more, I was on msn messenger from my cell phone when I received a text msj from him saying:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “alooooo”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I ignored, and he kept sending me more.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “u there?????”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “waynich!?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “alooooooooooooo”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “byeeee”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;then another text from msn came up and said to block this email from sending u msjs reply with the letter b.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;so I replied with the letter b. when another text from him saying:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3abdalla: “B?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sooo shocked! Thank god he wasn’t used to msn chat from cell phones!! So I said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Noura: “Baack” &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3abdalla: “ohh welcome back waynich?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the conversation went on. I pictures this guy some lame loser who has nothing better to do than talk to me so I started asking him questions about how old he was, what grade hes in and what school he went to until I asked him if I could borrow his yearbook because me and my friends have been wanting to see it since we weren’t close with anyone in that school. So he was like yea sure when do u want it? I was like tomorrow. Me thinking hes a stupid loser who cares ;p so he asks me ok where do I drop it off? I say at my place. I give him the address and then he goes ok when im outside your house how do I tell u? which means he needed my number ;p so I asked him to ring the bell no problem. He says no that’s embarrassing so I end up giving a stranger my number ;p &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow comes when I receive texts msjs from him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;“hey, meta tabeen age6 il yearbook 3endich?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“kayfik 3adi, ana now 6al3a so mo il7een ba3ad shway”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“khalas ok ana 3end rfeeji il7een goleeli lama itkhal9een.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour passes by and I text him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“now”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“il7een ayey?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“eee ta3al”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;“ok”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 minutes pass by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;“yala ana bil 3dailiya”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;“laaa 3abdalla sorry mo il7een ana bil 9aloon now”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;“ohh okaay, 3ayal baroo7 bayt rfeeji bil 3dailiya lama itkhal9een msj me”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was treating him like he was a loser so I didn’t really care if I was bugging him, I used to be kinda rude I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;“ok yala ta3al khalast”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ok yala ana bara baytkum”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;“laa 9a7 nesayt lagoolik ta3al starbucks ana hnak now”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“3dailiya?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“eee”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;“ok”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I waiting for 5 minutes to see three guys walking this way. One guy caught my eye, from the minute I saw him I knew he was the one for me. When I get disturbed by hearing my sister screaaaaaam! Im like what what? She goes those guys were with me in summer school! The guy in the middle is the mini wahaaab! I go noooo!!! She goes yesssssss!!! (by the way wahab is a guy I had a MAJOR crush on and by the phrase mini wahab she meant the guy with her in summer school who looks exactly like wahab, she was guessing they are brothers.) but still we had no clue. Till that time I didn’t know what 3abdallas family name was. So I didn’t know a thing about him except that he looked exactly like wahab.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They enter the door with one guy in a GAP sweatshirt and shorts, another one in a white polo t shirt and shorts, and the third in jeans and also a polo t shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I sit quietly on one of the tables while my sister runs to the bathroom. I stare at each closely and im trying to guess which of them is 3abdalla. Then it hit me, the “Mini wahab” is the one holding the yearbook so of coarse hes him! He was the one in the white polo t shirt and beige shorts with nice wavy curly hair. Tanned not so tall though ;p about my height but still soooooooo hottt!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked exactly like wahab! But even hotter!! I couldn’t imagine how this time my luck was finally here! I was soo happy never been that way ever! So he gave the yearbook to the worker and pointed to our side and left starbucks.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I open the yearbook on a page where one picture is cut out. When I read the name under it said 3abdalla il flanni which was wahabs family name! I flipped out and texted him the first thing I said to him was inta okho wahab!? He goes yeah shdarach it3arfeena? I go la bas asma3 3anna, teshbaha 7ayl that’s all ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Days passed by we were getting along fine. We talked on the phone every night laughing and chatting while watching star academy ;p ( yeaaaars ago remember that ;p ) &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;And that’s how I met 3abdalla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Next chapter soon to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5093168458459088913-5810606119764448855?l=nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com/feeds/5810606119764448855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5093168458459088913&amp;postID=5810606119764448855' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093168458459088913/posts/default/5810606119764448855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093168458459088913/posts/default/5810606119764448855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nourascinderellastory.blogspot.com/2008/11/chapter-one-how-it-first-started.html' title='Chapter One: How it first started.'/><author><name>Noura</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y3KwEY_pog4/SSNNdSf915I/AAAAAAAAAAM/QUOMPGDRFNs/s72-c/Eyes_Zoom8_CL250_Zoom4_CL250_Zoom2_CL250.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
