Awal shay i want to apologize for not being a utterly dedicated blogger lately, its just that i have been busy, really busy, oo im pretty sure ina im guna be much busier soon, cuz well FINALS are coming up. So, im just guna go on a teeni tiny break. Hope u miss me ! I know i will!
Here are some pics to make u smile :
Where: in the car .
Who: Mom, My niece, and the Driver.
What: On the way going to drop off my niece bait’hom bil jabria, oo our driver is new fa maydel 3adil o he only speaks english. Oo Omy mashala wayed tetkalam english 3adil. Fa the driver i6oof da5lat bait i5ti, fa my mom tabi tgoola wagef! bas bel english.
Mom: NOOO!! STAND UP!! STAND UP!!!!!
YA NAaaaaaaaaaaaaaS! 6e7t 3ala kanz !! KANZ! i had no idea ina youtube 3ajeeb leh hal daraja !!!
Tathkeroon cartoons malotna awal! 6e7t 3alaihom kilihom oo i found my fav which only few ppl know ili ohwa ranzi il modhesha! hathi sa7era itha she bites a7ad she turns into them and fee cute love story i love it !!!
Ok, so did i tell you how much i suck in arabic? BIG TIME! sij sij sij u have no idea how much i suck bil 3arabi. Let me tell you HOW MUCH i suck, well fee mada am sure most of u KU-ers know ili ihya jamaleyat il adab il 3arabi. I took hal mada 3 times and hal summer course is my fourth time, yes i failed every single time i took it. Il moshkela i love arabic literature oo amot 3ala shay isma il shi3ir il jaheli! BAS MA3ARF AKTEB!:| seriously i suck!! anyway hal course il diktor 6alab mina ina i7na inqadem taqreer 3an an arabic short story oo nakteb il mo7tawayat oo bla bla bla.. Me thinking oh crap how am i guna do this, so i ask one of my friends to help, and she did, i handed it in, thinking i might atleast get an 8 out of 10, lana leh hal daraja ana wathqa ib my friend:D
So the day of announcing the grades, the proffessor starts calling out names and saying what they got.
Doc: flana flani , 9/10. falana flaani thani 8/10, flana falaniya 10/10.
While i was thinking hey the grades are not so bad 3ayal akeed i got a good grade.
Doc: Enchanteurs?
Me: na3am diktoor:D oo ib kil thiqa oo raza.
AND HE STARTS LAUGHING!!!
Me: SHnoooooooo!?
Doc: intay shlonich bas?
ME: *Shocked* zaina?
Doc: la la wala 7ilfay bas?
Me: *thinking shit what the hell* walla il 3atheem?
Doc: ana bas2elech so2al? fan il qesa il qaseera meta 6ala3?
Me: umm madri?
A butt kisser says: diktor fil 3asr il 7adeeth?
Me having no idea whats going on, bs! still giggiling like crazy ! 
Doc: ok, oo 3abdulaah bin il muqafa3 ib ay 3asr mawjood?
Me: madri :$ teeheheh
Doc: bel 3asr il 3abasiii!!! shlooon qesa qaseera bil 3asr il 3abasiiiiii?!!? ma3rof ina fan il qesas il qaseera ikon min shay waqe3ii mo 5ayalii?!
Me: ee diktor il 2qesa mo 5ayaleya!
Doc: AKO FAARA (Mouse) TETKAALAAM!?!?!?
The whole class erupts with laughter oo ana wayhi mo bas a7maaaaaaar!! 7adi meftashla! ;p
Bas ashwa he gave me another chance to hand it in oo i think this time this friend knew what she was doing and i got a 13/15 bil midterm! CAN U BELIEVE THAT! i cant! eheheheh i cant wait to get this subject out of my face!
People you have no idea how happy i am !!
I am so proud of myself ! and the way my life topsy turvied this way! ok let me give u a flash back.
A month ago:
I was in a dilemma and late for my job, (part time job that i had for a year and 3 months) My phone kan im5arif oo imthay3a mefta7 sayarti wana ib bait 3amiti oo na6rat’hom iyebon mefta7i oo il telephone mafe battery.
And my friend (also a part timer) kept calling me like crazy oo sending me msgs like: “Enchanteurs ilyom kilish not a good day to be late” , “yala come wainich!!” , “Enchanteurs chenhom mayabona;p”…
I read the msg on the way and called her:
Me: What do u mean they dont want us?
Lilly: bas mayaboona
Me: shlooon?!
Lilly: They just made me sign a paper of termination.
Me: your kidding me sa7 (alf mara gelt hal kilma)
Lilly: no, yala come.
I go there and terminate my part time job 6ab3an makent rathya ini i sign it took me ages to sign, anyway ga3adt a7ati a lot of things and i started crying cuz im guna miss the people i work with.
ANYWAY! I’m jobless now, but i worked with an amazing peace group that opened up my eyes to new things, and in the that group i was the decorator, i decorated the stage, it was something new, amazing, exciting, thrilling, i loved it.
A couple of days after our show, a friend of mine calls me and says:
Abs: ee ta3alay tara 3artheen 3alaich inich itsamemen studio 7ag barnamaj bermethan.
Me: WHAT!?
And a week later saraw two irmethan shows, one cooking show, and the other is something similar so sadooh and a kids theatre for gerge3an.
A couple of minutes ago another friend calls me:
A: Cham 3umrich ?
Me: 21, laish?
A: bas 3ashan twaq3een 3al 3aqd 3ashan tanzelech da3m il 3amala.
I HAVE A JOB PEOPLE !!! A JOB AT SOMETHING I LIKE AND AM PASSIONATE ABOUT AM SO HAPPPYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PINCH ME IF AM DREAMING BUT MY LIFE IS AMAZING NOW !! 7imdela yarab 7imdela 7imdela 7imdela!
P.s: ikteshaft i love to work o i hate ini ag3ad fathya. SO YAY!!
So, here comes the second time i almost died. 6ab3an after reading my first near death experience im sure inkom istaw3abtaw am not a normal person, im clumsy, accident prone, and well unlucky!
Year: August 1987
Where: Cyprus
My family and “the 9 months I” have flown to cyprus to summer. And a wonderful holiday it was, from what i have heard. Not that i know squat of whats been going on. However, little did my family know that amongst them a maid was on the verge of heading for a nervous break down, or 3ala golat 3amati ya imsawelaha si7ir or feeha mas. Igoloon she used to speak in a different voice and act nuts like go sleep on my parents bed and flirt with my father (in6agat 6ag maskeena), or faj2a gam ye6la3 minha dood madri shno, sorry bas really thats what happened!
Anyway one of the crazy things she did was:
Around 3 pm, every one was sleeping 3ugb il ghada, she sneaks into my parents room and takes me min bain omi oo oboy without anyone noticing. And sneaks her way out of my parents room and heads for the balcony. (I was asleep) LUCKILY! 3amiti was walking around in the kitchen and noticed someone pass by fa she got out of the kitchen and saw her dangling me men il balacona. 3amiti was in a state of shock bas managed to act wisely to save my very young life. She walks behind her and says, “Bibi? shno ga3da tsaween?” While she was still holding me bara il balacona, if she lets go, am gone. She doesnt answer, still holding me. My aunt takes a step closer, where bibi thought of that step as a threat and shook me really hard, signaling to 3amiti ina itha garabtay age6ha. That shake woke me up and i started crying, waking my parents up, omi 6a7at ghashyana awal mashafat il manthar but somehow 3amiti sa7elat’ha telling her “7aram 3alaich hathi baby, latge6eenha”. And somehoooow! i ended up in 3amiti’s arms. and was safe again.
Lo ga6atni? chan mako enchanteurs:$
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