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Qadr Allah wa masha2 fa3l
elhamdolelah anyways….tomorrow will b better isA
la3alhu 5yran
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Qadr Allah wa masha2 fa3l
elhamdolelah anyways….tomorrow will b better isA
la3alhu 5yran

i finally got to breathe through the past one more time..it was surprising yet weird and amazing..
can’t deny being happy..i missed tht feeling long long ago.
it would b utterly funny if history repeated it self one more time lol
i’m praying and wishing and hoping doing everything i can…i can c some signs and motfa2la 5yran but still i don’t want to b in an endless dream, although i’d rather keep dreaming if it was about you =)
the little princess came few days ago, i was pretty much busy that’s why i was away for a big while.
she’s amazing,a cute little angel with a warm sunny face,i didn’t hold her yet *probably when she’s more few months old*
till now i only kiss her and sub7an Allah it kinda tickle my motherhood instinct.
i had an interview for another job…wasn’t surprise when i was nicely rejected..there r still loads of places on earth to search in.
we were preparing for our nursery graduation party..i was very tired but i missed tht feeling since colg..i missed the feeling of working all the day and go home to sleep like a dead person on my bed,then wake up in the early morning to go to work.
the party went pretty well, i never thought i’d miss the kids tht much,as they didn’t notice it was their final school day they couldn’t really say good bye.
i felt sad…when i came up to school the following day and found the class empty…couldn’t stop myself from crying..and i never thought tht only 2 month would make me feel so *it’s my stupid sentimentality again* i don’t think i’d ever stop being to attached to people..esp people i know tht they would leave soon and we might never see eachothers again.
i guess the following days would b pretty hard on me..i can feel it in me. i started having those qawloon’s pain again and ofcourse the usual fast heart beat and nose bleeding, nothing more than the normal except for being little bit angry.
i need meditation and a new hair cut..maybe it would make me feel better
a new soul will come down to earth, a new member will join our family.
i’m looking forward to c her =) to c her growing up with the rest, i can’t wait to hold her, kiss her little cheeks and hug her warmly.
Princess Sohyla will arrive to our kingdom isA =)
today i went through all of my old stuff, my old emails..pictures..notes..and even songs.
it made me shiver, i was happy and wished if i can go bk to those days one more time..and live them again *would it b the same*?
after long searching on my laptop, i found myself into the old ts boards…the black universe theme with the orange half sun in the middle. just the layout was enf to flash back these old days, i still remember my username and password, so i took a look around.
it was nice yet sad…i’ve seen bk all of those people i once lost on the way.
i guess everything has an ending point
starting from 6 of October city all the way to mohandeseen, going to tht mag. wishing i can just leave my article and GO…wasn’t in a mood to attend any meetings and hear more of the bla bla bla..
the headphones r in my ears all the way, listening to my fav songs which reminds me of my past, the best and worst moments in my life all together at the same time.
it’s funny how u laugh till u cry ur heart out, i don’t know wht do i want now, do i want to turn back time?, but y? i’ll still b the same..and i’ll still have the same situations.
do i want to get over? i tried and failed, all i do is just move on and change, pretending that it’s all over while it burns my heart every time i recall it accidently.
i walked for a while till i reached the mag, and thank God my wish came true and i left my article and ran quickly back. i kept walking till the bus station…and now on the way back to 6 october..
i just can’t stop thinking, sometimes i miss my own self, i miss how i use to be,and how i used to feel…
sometimes i think as..”if only i didn’t…” but what now! it’s too l8 to think and useless to think abt the past coz it is a PAST,
as i almost reached bk home i found my eyes tearing,i don’t know y i’m crying..but i feel as if there is a revolution inside of me…objecting on everything bad happened to me, asking me to release tht beast captured inside of me…letting it out of the cage..letting it take it’s revenge from those who hurt me the most.
i was near the mosque and decided to pray and go home…and so i did
all the pain I've been through
and still i can’t let go
everyone should starts somewhere, i still didn’t find the perfect place to start from , but i will try to start from what i have now..maybe i can change it to b better or maybe it will lead me to another better place..
i’m just riting anything coz i don’t want to stop writing. there is so many thing inside my mind but i don’t know why i dont rit as much as before so.. i’ll try to rit all the things running through my head.
sometimes i don’t know wht i want?…can i really b a writer? a journalist tht rit abt ppl and for ppl?, a person who would leave sign before she dies?
i feel i’m starting to move in actually this post proves it somehow , maybe i might b slow but at least i started..
i want to rit abt blogs so wish me luck with tht , till now i haven’t think of much..but i’ll finish it b4 Wednesday isA.
befor leaving i have some questions tht i will answer l8er…
does wearing a veil contradict with being a human?
r ppl getting lamer ?
can we decide who deserves to die and who don’t?