Archive for June, 2008

Random post!

{ June 30, 2008 @ 8:20 pm } · { She Speaks }
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Don’t u just love these!!

I met an amazing group of people, and it was one of the hardest goodbyes ever!!

I feel that i have changed, drastically  in the past few weeks.

I feel that i have accomplished so much in my life, and i am very grateful that i feel this way.

I can’t concentrate in classes anymore.  I mean, ME getting a C+ in a literature quiz is bazzare!

I love my mom so much!

I love my new friends.

I just found out im a very lovable person.

I like who i am right now, and im satisfied with the way i look, finally.

I’m sorry i havent posted or commented on ur blogs in a long time, its just that i have been busy.

I’m thinking right now that this post is way too personal! :p but i don’t want to delete it. All those feelings should stay on record. I dont ever want to forget them !! Enchanteurs is very happy!!!! :D

Near Death Experience #1: Burried alive.

{ June 24, 2008 @ 12:18 pm } · { She Speaks }
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my brain has been blank for a couple of days now.. seriously.. bema3na il kilma BLANK! I’ve been meaning to write a new post but i have no idea about what.. so i’ll just improvise and see what i will come up with! :D

(10 minutes later) nothing….

(15 minutes later) OKAY!  let me tell you about my near death experiences! :D how about that!? and ill spread them into many posts just in case i go blank again…

Near Death Experience #1:

When: 1994 about 14 years ago, during ramadan.

Where: Fil bara7a ili wara baitna.

I was seven years old playing around il bara7a with our neighbor ( i know kint 3gaideya so keep the comments to urself), a lorry comes and Enchanteur, me, il malgoofa runs and hides behind that lorry ( for those of u who dont know shno lorry its il sha7ena ili tsheel 7asam aw ramel, and am saying this because i recently have found out that its called LORRY) ANYWAY! i run and hide behind that thing. Why? i wanted to scare the driver. Again why? no reason what so ever. Did i know him? nope never met him in my life.

Picturing this in slow motion: All the sudden i feel som daggers falling from the sky and bouncing off my head. Ma medani i look up and the world went black. Faragh il 7asam foogi, i was buried under millions and millions of little stones. Thinking this is the last time i’m going to breathe, and thinking over and over again if i die how am i going to explain to my mother in heaven that i just wanted to scare the freaking driver. Oo ili aghrab min hal thought is i came up with an excuse on why i was hiding behind that damn truck which was ” kint ga3da adawer 3ala metha3di ili 5athahom sadam”. Lame, i know. Anyway, luckily one of the boys who was playing soccer fil bara7a saw me and started screaming at the driver “wagef! wagef ako bnaya madfoona” and one of those boys who came running was my older brother. Meanwhile, my neighbor/friend who witnessed everything ran home to call my house and tell my mother what happened (wala mo7tarama! E dar3emay ib baitna its a matter of life and death!!)

The boys started digging and digging until they found the back of my head, oo 3echfeti bayenat. Then my brother recogniezed my head and started screaming his head off ” ekthiiiii!!!!!! wa5raw hathi ekhtiiiiiiii!” (7abebi :< am gunna cry now!) while my mother came running out of the house (bedoon 7jabha) waraha oboy masek il 7jaab:P ehheeh. so they unbarried me from that little place that i thought i would forever live in, my grave. “cheni kherja” 3ala goolat omi. white like a ghost and full of blood. They took me to the hospital o il 7imdela no major injuries bas cham stiches da5el my mouth(have no idea how).

The wierd thing is, i remember every single detail. I remember exactly how my friend ran into her house, i remember exactly how the boy who screamed looked like, o i remember exactly how they came running towards me, i remember shakel omi o oboy exactly, bs how come? i was burried under there.  As if i have flew out of my body and saw everything from above? is that even possible?

6oo6 6oo6! esfe6 3al yemen..

{ June 20, 2008 @ 8:57 pm } · { Daily Happenings }
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A couple of days ago, around 9 am..

In my car and on my way to the university, and chatting away on the phone.. (with no headset).. on the phone.. (remember? its illegal)..

So lama wesalt 3al da2eri il thalith.. ashoof dawreya yamii, and unlike any other person enchantuer says.

Me: weeee! ako dawreya yamiii!!

(on the phone) Alley: inzain khesheeh ya madrii shagoool!!

Me: la la mayestaw3eboon! agha6eeh ib sha3riii…

Then faj2a..

Dawreya: 6oooo6 6oooo6!!! isfe6 3al yemen!!

Enchanteur itsawee roo7ha matesma3, oo t6awel 3al mosajela, oo unpurposly speads up..

The dawreya gets closer and starts to flash; red, blue, blue…

FINALLY! enchanteur decides to park on the left..

She opens the window with a huge smirk on her face..

6alib thabi6: il haweya wel daftar..

hands him both, with the most ongoing evil smirk ever..

Then comes the “oh so cocky police officer”.

Mr Cocky: intay tadreen laish imwagfenech sa7?

Me: la walla laish ? 3indi mo7athara tara mesta3yela.. (smiling)

Mr Cocky: ya3ni mo mkhalfa?

Me: laa, laish mkhalfa?

Mr Cocky: ya3ni makentay tawech tetkalemain bil telephone?

Me: (oh so confindently) LA!

Both officers looking shocked!!

Mr Cocky: LA?!

Me: ee la makent atkalam bel telephone.

Mr Cocky: Ana oo sa7bi athnainatna shayfeenich maska il telephone oo tetkalemain !!!

Me: laa! makent atkalam! tarcheeti 6a7aat oo ga3da arakebha!! (while giggiling bestehza2)

Both officers looking even more shocked and left speechless with their mouths held open.

Mr Cocky: 7elfay!?

Me: la mani 7alfa, ana ma7lef 3ala ay shay. (still giggiling uncontrolably)

Silence…

Mr Cocky: shofay ikhtii.. la ana oo wala sa7bi fog rasna dehen, 3ashan tchathbeen 3alaina chethi.. ok? fa raja2an golay il siij, e7na shefnach tetkalemain bil telephone betgolen il sij wela shloon?

Me: (ib kil 7aqara i talk so slowly chena mayefham) tarcheeetiiiiii… 6aaaa7aaaaaaaat.. fa ga3aaaaaaaadt… arakeebha mara thanya!!!! oo ba3dain itha INTA “met2aked” inik shiftni… laish?! itsafe6ni oo ta36eeni il mokhalafa? mo bemkanik inik itkhalefni bedoon latsafe6ni? bas itsajel raqam il sayara oo chik bom ta36eeni mokhalafa?

Mr Cocky: ee.. bas makent met2aked..

Me: khalas 3ayal damek ta2akadt al7een ini makent atkalam bel telephone malik 7ag tkhalefni.. sa7? (still laughing btw)

Mr Cocky: ……………………………..(having no idea what just hit him) khalas mo moshkela bas mara thanya latchathbeen chethi lana ana sheftech.. yala deray balich 3ala nafsich oo deray balich 3ala tarcheetich mo t6ee7 mara thanya..

Then i close the window while laughing so hard.. SO EVIL!!!

Ok ppl… I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT HAPPENED TO ME YOMHA OO 7AZAT’HA !! CUZ SERIOUSLY!! NORMALY !! I DO NOT!! I REPEAT!! DO NOT ACT LIKE THAT!!!! bas sij lo bekhalefni kan bemkana ikhalefni without warning bas lani bint !!! wagafni just to show off jidam  the student! I showed him though!!!

Summer Tag! :D

{ June 17, 2008 @ 6:53 pm } · { tags }
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I will always wear: Something loose fitting, flowy, 3ashan ma7es bil 7ar. (6al lo a6la3 imfasa5a ra7 a7tereg!)

I will never wear: a watch! mabi 7az il sa3a ye6la3 :P not gunna fall for it this summer!! HAH!

My bad-clothes-day advice: Stay home and dont get out! :|

I Know I look great when: When my hair looks great, il sha3ar 3indi wayed i2ather ib shakli, if i have a bad hair day.. i just look crappy -> then feel crappy. Good hair –> good day ;p and when im happy!

Smart travel tip: make sure u have options! u never know if u wanna change ur mind !

To me summer means: AAAAAAH! Summertiiiiiiiiiiime!

and the livin is eaaaaaaaasaaaaaaaaay!!!!

fish are jumpin (whoop) and the cotton is hii-i-i-i-i-i-iiiiiiiiigh!!

Ooh ur daddy is rich and yo mama is good lookin (yeah!)

i said hush little baaaby baaaby

Dooont u cryyyy! noo dont uuuu cryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!


P.s if u wondering which song is this i posted the video! u should watch it ! I LOVE IT!!

OH i forgot to tag … anonymous, coconut, journal entry

Do You Believe in … ?

{ June 15, 2008 @ 11:04 am } · { My poems, She Speaks }
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Frozen in my presence,
 Melting on spot,
 Heat rising pulse racing.
 Looking, staring, hoping and gazing.
 Palms sweating, sight blurring.
 Heart beating, thumping, and chasing.
 Chasing what I have been observing.
 Observing what I have been waiting.
 Waiting for something to make me start breathing.
 Breathing like I never have before.
 Staring at something amazing,
 Too bright, making my eyes soar.
 Soaring, flying, spirit rising.
 Descending, falling, right back into place.
 Into that place where I have been gazing.
 That place that I have been waiting.
 Appearing, mounting, into thin air.
 Could I believe that you,
 Are right now and right there?
 When I have been looking everywhere.
 I finally have no time to spare.
 I must go where you are standing,
 Right over there.
 To tell you I have been living in despair.
 Agonizing pain, with you not being there.
 I want my heart beating like it did when you,
 Were here and right there.

          

                           ...Love at first sight?

So much for being anonymous..

{ June 12, 2008 @ 9:21 pm } · { She Speaks }
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Yeah. That whole being anonymous thing, did not work out. Nope, Na-ah, Nooot working out.

YEAH!! NOT WORKING OUT!

3 PPL HAVE ALREADY FOUND OUT WHO I AM!!

Thanx detectives. Good work!! I salut u….                 Soo , shsawee al7een abdi blog yeded?? ;p Maybe i won’t maybe i will!! MUAHAHAHHAH!!

I kill you.

Baby Boo!

{ June 10, 2008 @ 11:05 pm } · { Daily Happenings }
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Around 9:00 pm – june 9th 2008

Ally and I were driving around aimlessly in the streets of mishref.

Ally: u act like a kid sometimes!

Enchanteur: thanx ill take that as a compliment.

I smile (not really) and continue driving.

BS FAJ2A!

Shay bil share3 so tiny almost invisible was curled up motionless scared to death!!

IT WAS A TEENI TINY KITTY!!

And then I start to freak out!!

Enchanteur: Ally ! abaih did u see that! its soo tiny!

Ally: ee shift shift kamlay imshay..

Enchanteur: AND LEAVE HER HERE!! LA MABI BAKHETHHA!!

Ally: Wai3 min sijich?!?! Waskha hathi malat showari3!

Enchanteur: I don’t care!! wetha d3emooha?? mabi go get it im not leaving baby boo bro7ha bil share3!Ally: baby boo?

Enchanteur: EEEEEEEE!! YALAA PLZ!!!

Ally: zain zain!!

Ally got down and got her, and oh my god u wont believe how tiny!! Maskeeenaaaaaa  ma3endaha um! o tarjef oo so skinny … *sigh*

So I drop Ally back and head for bet 3amiti cuz I was spending the night there, and call Meeni..

Meeni: aloo

Enchanteur: Meeni 6il3ay bara bawareech shay..

Meeni: ok..

2 minutes later..

Meeni: abaih min wain hathi?!

Enchanteur: *all choked up* MIN IL SHAARIIII3!!!!!

Meeni: wee maskeena yebeha 5an7e6ha ma3a Noosa (her cat)

Enchanteur: ok…And I think she thinks am her mom!!

and both of us just stand there staring at our new Baby Boo all curled up next to my feet..

Pilot

{ June 10, 2008 @ 9:47 am } · { She Speaks }
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So she is thinking of starting over, new blog and everything, and this time “anonymous”!!

Why? maybe she felt she should start something new, something more her.

Again, why? maybe she felt that her old blog was too … just not her!

And? well she is kinda hoping ppl would love her new blog just as much as they did the old one and maybe more!


So What does Enchanteur mean?

en·chant (ěn-chānt’)
en·chant·ed         en·chant·ing           en·chants

To cast a spell over; bewitch.
To attract and delight; entrance. See Synonyms at charm.

Just french for Enchanting.