<?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-1567054790293054979</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:45:10.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Love Diary</title><subtitle type='html'>This is the story of my life..

Once upon a time, two ppl fell in love...and now, they're waiting.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-1254079848661688435</id><published>2009-11-17T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T14:07:39.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS THE STORY OF MY LIFE</title><content type='html'>What can i say... is it a dream? or is it somethin REAL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did it really happen? Did it after 3 years of waiting? Did it for real?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe it... BUT it was worth the wait ;) we waited, and waited, and waited... and now... it's our turn.. our time to shine :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my story (mu5ta9ar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i came back from school, changed into my pj's, ate lunch, and came up to my computer.. i signed in online as i surfed the net.. the small messenger sign in box appeared at the right corner, "HIM" signed in.. my heart skipped ten beats&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HIM: hiiiiiiiiiiii&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME: hiii:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HIM: hw ru?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME: b5air u?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HIM: b5air daamich ib5aair ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*blushing* we continued chatting for another hour...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 year later...we're in a relationship, and then one day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"HIM" signed in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HIM: hiii baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME: hiiii :$ *blushing*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HIM: u knw i want to marry u right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME: hehe um 9ij&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HIM: ee 9ij, i'm going to marry u one day and u're going to be MY wife&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME: heheh umm i don't know what to say...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HIM: do u agree? yal gomar inty..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME: yes i do :p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HIM: then as from now on u're my wife&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years later we got engaged :) this is how it went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"MY BABY CALLING"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME: alooooooooooooo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HIM: halla ba3ad 3ommmry b3d gallllby b3d ahaaaly kilehom &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME: hehehe halla ib 7abeeb galby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HIM: shlonach 7abeebty?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME: ib5aair, how's work?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HIM: umm ok.. just waiting for something&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME: what?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HIM: u'll see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME: plzzzzzzz plzz plzz gooly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HIM: mafee amal hahahaah aya 3laich&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME: yalla 3aaaad 7abeeby plzzz gooooooool *heart racing*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HIM: sorry babe i have to go... ba7acheech b3dain byee i love u &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME: i love u too... bye *frowning*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was having my lunch....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother: alooo ahlain.... halla walla... ee... ee...e... walla tefaaja2t oo 9aar il 9ij... hahaha ya7laailaa.. ummm bachoof ubooha oo ba36eech il5abar bacher... zain ok... hahaha.. e7na ily netsharaf...ha?.....milcha?....haahah ... eee bakalem ubooha warid 3alaich ok?... ok 3ayal... ma3 ilsalaama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i literally dropped my spoon and opend my eyes widely looking at my mother with my heart pounding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: who? what??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother: u got engaged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started screaming and jumping up and down min il far7aa :p ma 3eraft shasawy, and HIM on the other hand asked my little brother to capture this "moment" on video!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah BOYS ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*i might write my WHOLE story one day, like min il bedaaya bass ma3arf ;s u guys tell me if u wanna find out more or not :p LOVE U ALL :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-1254079848661688435?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- I love the way u laugh when ur watching a movie, u smile a BIG smile and ur nose crinkle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- I love when etdale3ny &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- I love ur hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- I love the way u love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- I love just watching u by webcam and just watch u watching a movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- I love when we joke with each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- I love how et5aaf 3lay oo et'3aaar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- I love ur looks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- I love ur voice, it's soo hot it makes me melt, especially when u get up in the morning, it's just SO smooth and rough and SEXY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- I love when u surprise me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- I love how u can make me stop crying just by being with me on the phone :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- I love how u handle me when i'm pms-ing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- I love how u can't BARE it when i cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- I love how tough and manly u are ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-I love that u're TALL :p (thank god hahah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- I love that when we fight u can't sleep at night until we say "i love u" and make up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- I love how original u are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- I love ur nose and ur saksoooka and eyebrows and eyes and lips and HANDS :p i just wanna hold them :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- I love how u miss me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- I love all what u do for me and what u're willing to sacrifice for me &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- I love when u do the British Accent :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- I love laughing with u, even though it's just over the phone :((((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;* This list could go on forever! i can't wait to get married to u :D cuz i know i'm gona be happy and u're never goin to make me cry ;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i love u soooooooooooo much ;$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;           &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; XXX;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-8681955995870387258?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/8681955995870387258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-i-love-you-p.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/8681955995870387258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/8681955995870387258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-i-love-you-p.html' title='Why I Love You ;P'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-3507315730593102568</id><published>2009-09-06T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T15:20:01.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For you</title><content type='html'>well this is my 1st time doing this and i realy dnt knw what to say im just gna speak my mind and i hope u like it darling:p&lt;br /&gt;    im reading this book about body language its realy interesting i like to knw how ppl think SHE alwayz tries to knw how i think bout i dnt think she'll evr knw even when we get married.....&lt;br /&gt; im having sm money prblemz these past few dayz i try to save but i cant thank god i got a bonus or i realy dnt think i could've .&lt;br /&gt;  i was having some big big problems with my little brother but after i fought with him 4 a month he came kissed me on the head nw we"r beter than ever we alwayz play ps3.&lt;br /&gt; ooo shit im running out of wordz i knw ur smilling write nw  u ..........................&lt;br /&gt;that was my futer wife to be she alwayz likes these lovey duvy STufff  im thinking about marrying her 10/10/2010 nice numberz haa i knw i like it too&lt;br /&gt;ok gtg hun got a case&lt;br /&gt;  love u&lt;br /&gt;  ps this girl realy knwz hw to coook&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-3507315730593102568?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/3507315730593102568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/09/for-you.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/3507315730593102568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/3507315730593102568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/09/for-you.html' title='For you'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-8366014175897972079</id><published>2009-07-18T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T11:14:36.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memory of Michael Jackson &lt;/3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Let us dream of tomorrow where we can truly love from the soul, and know love as the ultimate truth at the heart of all creation. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Micheal Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359850048553620434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/SmIDOLFmE9I/AAAAAAAAACw/zOkhhpAUzC0/s320/MJ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The King of Pop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1958 - 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/SmIKieaUBUI/AAAAAAAAADI/pl6oWu2UEEU/s1600-h/MJJJJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359858093919569218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/SmIKieaUBUI/AAAAAAAAADI/pl6oWu2UEEU/s320/MJJJJ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;walla &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;maskeen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;michael&lt;/span&gt; ;( he was such an amazing dancer and singer!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; still sad about him passing away :(((&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/SmIM5Ica3eI/AAAAAAAAADY/AylhneLull0/s1600-h/MJJJJJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359860682183073250" style="WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/SmIM5Ica3eI/AAAAAAAAADY/AylhneLull0/s320/MJJJJJ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;during his last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;rehersal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i don't know what to say just that he was truly an icon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/SmIIjgVIw6I/AAAAAAAAADA/O6iPuHR6mt0/s1600-h/MJJJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359855912591344546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/SmIIjgVIw6I/AAAAAAAAADA/O6iPuHR6mt0/s320/MJJJ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/SmILJQbDTGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/YwVSw0x7j-s/s1600-h/MJJJJJJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359858760179469410" style="WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/SmILJQbDTGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/YwVSw0x7j-s/s320/MJJJJJJ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MJ's&lt;/span&gt; official website:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.michaeljackson.com/us/home"&gt;http://www.michaeljackson.com/us/home&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HIS AMAZING DANCE MOVES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/SmIHmJQhfXI/AAAAAAAAAC4/B6NKrjhpv1M/s1600-h/MJJ.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359854858425957746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/SmIHmJQhfXI/AAAAAAAAAC4/B6NKrjhpv1M/s320/MJJ.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R.I.P. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;MJ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u will never be forgotten :* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.co.uk/imgres?imgurl=http://reemsaied.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/moonwalk.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://reemsaied.wordpress.com/2009/06/&amp;amp;usg=__P92B3fUU35M30sV2ptLuAg-Vrw4=&amp;amp;h=500&amp;amp;w=500&amp;amp;sz=87&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=39&amp;amp;sig2=OsibKVva1caTaONaGl-IVQ&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=72g8Vr5bCtdmsM:&amp;amp;tbnh=130&amp;amp;tbnw=130&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dmichael%2Bjackson%2Bmoonwalk%26ndsp%3D18%26hl%3Den%26rlz%3D1T4GGIH_en-GBBH267BH268%26sa%3DN%26start%3D36%26um%3D1&amp;amp;ei=XgRiSvzOMsLAjAeFgckJ"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"his music will forever live..." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                        &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;XXX;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-8366014175897972079?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/8366014175897972079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-memory-of-michael-jackson-3.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/8366014175897972079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/8366014175897972079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-memory-of-michael-jackson-3.html' title='In Memory of Michael Jackson &lt;/3'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/SmIDOLFmE9I/AAAAAAAAACw/zOkhhpAUzC0/s72-c/MJ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-7805997806625722278</id><published>2009-07-17T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T13:10:49.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary (26)</title><content type='html'>Maya's got so scared of that girl for some reason that she started shaking....&lt;br /&gt;5aled took maya's hand and lead her away from Tahani...&lt;br /&gt;"you bitch" Tahani mumbled as she passed by them....Maya heard her but acted as if she didn't hear anything but 5aled couldn't hold his anger... no one trashes his wife to be no one! so he turned to Tahani with a disgusted look on his face and said "sim3eeny inty! ta7amily etyeebeen 6aary murty 3la lsaanich faahma.. 9ibart 3laich wayed... e7tarmy nafsich 3shan il waa7id ye7tarmich inty KINTY 5a6eebty oo al7een 5alaa9 get over it!!" 5aled blurted as he put his arm around Maya's shoulder&lt;br /&gt;"this is NOT it" Tahani yelled back as she went inside Mirai ...&lt;br /&gt;'what was wrong with her that girl! it's over ! she's not the first one to end her engagement!' maya thought silently feeling a bit proud that 5aled fought for her.. it felt good somehow... but that girl didn't have the right to come and yell at them in public accusing maya herself for ending their engagement.... it was soo over! why can't she get that!&lt;br /&gt;uuuuugggghhh this was starting to get frustrating...&lt;br /&gt;"are u ok babe?" asked 5aled worried about maya&lt;br /&gt;"yes baby i'm ok ... it's fine" maya replied back&lt;br /&gt;maya rode her car and 5aled rode his&lt;br /&gt;just as maya reversed her car to get out of the car park her phone rang..&lt;br /&gt;"helo" she said without looking at the screen&lt;br /&gt;"7abeeebty" 5aled's smooth voice made her tingle&lt;br /&gt;"hahaha 5alood tawna 6al3een min il ma63am m3a ba3a'9!" maya smiled&lt;br /&gt;"adry...bas i miss u "&lt;br /&gt;"hahah i miss u 2"&lt;br /&gt;"5alni6la3 for dinner tonight b3ad" 5aled suggesting&lt;br /&gt;"may9eeeer 5alooody 3aad...tawna mit'3adyeeen... how about tomorrow night??"&lt;br /&gt;5aled begged and begged so in the end they decided to go out for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner was over, they drove around in 5aled's car at night... they had a nice time together..."i'll take u to some place" 5aled said..&lt;br /&gt;"where baby? it' late.."&lt;br /&gt;"it won't be a surprise if i tell u right" 5aled winked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they reached their destination .... he took her to his place for the first time... they got down maya feeling a bit nervous....and went inside the house&lt;br /&gt;his house was very small in amwaj islands in bahrain, a lovely place with the beach and all....he lived in that house alone, it was a one floor house that faced the sea...it had a lovely view in the morning if u looked out the window...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she sat at the daily living room while he got her cold water to drink and a glass of pepsi for him...&lt;br /&gt;"la7'9a aby araweej shay" 5aled said as he opend a small cupboard under the tv and pulled out an album..."ta3aaly choofy" he smiled&lt;br /&gt;he sat close to her on the sofa and opend the album....&lt;br /&gt;"hahahahahha" Maya laughed so hard at a picture she saw of him when he was a baby.."cuuuuuuuute"&lt;br /&gt;"lati6anizain tara ma baraweeeeej" 5aled teased trying to close the album while maya tried to keep it open&lt;br /&gt;"ok ok bass walla mabaaa'97ak!" maya held her laugh in&lt;br /&gt;5aled looked at her... he gave her an 'are u sure' look and she nodded with a big smile on her face&lt;br /&gt;5aled leaned in and kissed her soft rosey cheeck that turned cherry red after he kissed it...&lt;br /&gt;he showed maya pics of him when he was a baby, a little boy, and a teenager and they both started laughing at some of his pics....&lt;br /&gt;5aled couldn't figure out how he got so lucky... he leaned in softly, looked deep into her eyes and kissed her softly on her lips&lt;br /&gt;maya didn't know what to do... she didn't know how to kiss... she just kept her lips open slightly and let him do all the work....he kissed and kissed and kissed her until he began gasping for air..and she the same...&lt;br /&gt;he leaned away and looked at her, his eyes serious, his face with an expression she never saw before.......he wanted her... he wanted a taste of her.. he wanted to have her... after all, ohma malcheen so why not right? she counts as his wife now.. so why not......?&lt;br /&gt;maya got a bit scared... she never imagined doing anything b4 her wedding night....&lt;br /&gt;'so this is it?' maya thought to her self as he leaned in again to kiss her harder this time&lt;br /&gt;'could tonight be the night .....??'&lt;br /&gt;'he is my husband after all..... 'maya thought to herself...and now she began kissing him back....she liked what she was tasting and doing and she wanted more.. she wanted to experience more... so she let 5aled take a step further....he started opening her buttons and she started breathing harder becuz she was nervous and that only excited him more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'could this be it?' Maya thought silently to herself wondering if it was a wise thing to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love u all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;xxx;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-7805997806625722278?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/7805997806625722278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-diary-26.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/7805997806625722278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/7805997806625722278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-diary-26.html' title='My Diary (26)'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-958007904276933241</id><published>2009-07-16T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T10:28:41.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart Keeps On Smiling :**</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is a poem i wrote the other day out of boredom ;p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;check it out &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;xxx;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart keeps on smiling&lt;br /&gt;when i hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;it keeps on dancng&lt;br /&gt;when i see ur face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart keeps on smiling&lt;br /&gt;when i touch your hand&lt;br /&gt;it keeps on dancing&lt;br /&gt;when ur lips touch mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh i can't describe the feelin&lt;br /&gt;the feelin that i get when&lt;br /&gt;my heart keeps on smiling&lt;br /&gt;ooh ooh ooh ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the joy that i feel&lt;br /&gt;could it be so real&lt;br /&gt;the happiness that lingers&lt;br /&gt;from my head to my fingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never imagined my heart could&lt;br /&gt;keep on smiling for good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the extacy that u give me&lt;br /&gt;like a drug inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never imagined my heart could&lt;br /&gt;keep on smiling for good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart keeps on smiling&lt;br /&gt;when i hear ur voice&lt;br /&gt;it keeps n dancing&lt;br /&gt;when i see ur face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart keeps on smiling&lt;br /&gt;oooh ooh ooh ooh&lt;br /&gt;my heart keeps on smiling&lt;br /&gt;ooh ooh ooh ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-958007904276933241?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/958007904276933241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-heart-keeps-on-smiling.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/958007904276933241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/958007904276933241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-heart-keeps-on-smiling.html' title='My Heart Keeps On Smiling :**'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-3555079926153419999</id><published>2009-07-16T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T10:13:17.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary (25)</title><content type='html'>The next day maya woke up with big round puffy eyes from all the crying the night before...&lt;br /&gt;she flipped over and looked at her phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 messege received&lt;br /&gt;maya 7abeebty, plz listen to me, yes i was married b4 a long time ago, but i swear he's not my son...he just thinks i'm his dad becuz his dad passed away so i married his mother out of pitty, which was the biggest mistake ever, but please maya u have to understand, plz call me back we have to meet.&lt;br /&gt;i love u xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya took a deep breath...'that was a long message...too much to process... i think i have to meet him' she thought to herself twisting and twirling in her comfy bed not feeling at all a bit comforted by the thoughs rushing in her mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she sent a messege to 5aled telling him when and where and she'd be there, he replied in less than a second, telling her to meet him at Mirai for lunch at 2 pm and they would discuss it there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 12 pm when they sent each other the messege.. so they had 2 hours to get ready and be there....&lt;br /&gt;this was the first morning Maya gets up without any missed calls or a nice flirty messege from 5aled, and the first morning 5aled doesn't get a call back from Maya as soon as she opens her eyes in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it felt wierd for both of them....&lt;br /&gt;but like every relationship they're having their ups and downs Maya thought as she got out of bed, she had breakfast, milk tea and cereal in a bowl without milk and sat in her room watching tv...she didn't feel like sitting with her family cuz she didn't want them asking her what's wrong and she didn't want to answer any of their questions so shedecided to hide in her room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya tried enjoying what was on tv but all she could think about was 5aled's situation...and how long it took him to hide something like this...and what if he had more dark secrets? what if he was a lier.. don't they say once a cheater always a cheater? doesn't this apply to his situation??&lt;br /&gt;maya kept thinking and thinking her mind all over the place....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5aled at home sat with his family...although he was unusually quiet but no one noticed... his mind kept wandering about maya...flashbacks of the way she was crying the night before tore him apart...he couldn't stand seeing his love cry like that...all he wanted to do was put his arms around her and stroke her hair and calm her down...&lt;br /&gt;thinking about holding her at that second made him wish they decided to meet earlier...&lt;br /&gt;he was truly sorry about not telling her about his past before..all she knew was that he was engaged to Tahani before her...even Tahani didn't know about 5aled's previous marriage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya thought, bahrain is so small she would've heard if something like that happend...or maybe they didn't do an actual wedding party? maybe maybe maybe kept maya thikning and wondering...&lt;br /&gt;she looked at the clock next to her and jumped..when did it become 1:00pm! now she had only and hour left and she had to shower, change and everything.... so she showered quickly, washed her hair, got out of the bathroom in her robe towel... opend her cupbaord and decided on wearing a white knee length cotton day dress, her new silver flats that she got on sale from Dior, applied some light make up on although she didn't feel like dressing up at all but she had to look good in a public place...&lt;br /&gt;at 2 sharp she was ready and left the house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5aled was waiting for Maya on fire, he was there before 2.... he called maya asking her where she was she said she was a few minutes away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya reached, and went in feeling nervous and scared... she went in, saw 5aled... her heart couldn't help beating faster whenever she saw him... and 5aled felt the same... he couldn't help smiling whenever he saw her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they sat, facing each other.... they were both quiet at first, ordered their drinks and then 5aled broke the ice..&lt;br /&gt;"Maya... bagoolaj qe9ity min awal..." he began nervously&lt;br /&gt;maya didn't say anything but it was clear she was dying to know&lt;br /&gt;"5 years ago my best friend died suffering from cancer.. he had a wife and a baby boy..his son was less than a year old..before he died he made me promise that i would take care of his wife and son as if they were my own family.... his wife was devastated...and so was i... so we bacame close...close friends..then more than friends... " he said all in one breath&lt;br /&gt;Maya listened carefully as she sipped her drink nervously&lt;br /&gt;"i guess we became close becuz of the loss of the person we both loved dearly... i felt sorry for her more than i thought i liked her... and her son... he was so little... and called me daddy and that made me reach out to them more.. i was the only man in her son's life and whenever i saw him i saw his dad's eyes in front of me and remember the promise i made before he died... i wanted to take care of them ... and how could i spend so much time with them when i wasn't 7alaal 3la his wife..or shall i say.. my ex wife.. so melachna 3ashan en9eer 7alaal 3la ba3a'9 and so we did.. and so she began walking in front of me without her 7jaab, whenever she felt down she cuddled with me ... and so one thing led to another and we began.. u know...." 5aled continued&lt;br /&gt;Maya felt she was gonna explode with jealousy... and so she kept sipping on her drink biting the straw hardly while listening to 5aled...&lt;br /&gt;"but soon after that it was soo hard, things got complicated... whenever anything happend she accused me of her husband's death..and so on... so things got a bit out of control...&lt;br /&gt;i guess it was her way of expressing her loss or grief... but it was something i couldn't handle soo i decided to drop out of it... and she agreed it was best to do so becuz whenever she saw me she remembered him alla yer7uma and never got over it... and so we got a divorce a year later...&lt;br /&gt;i think she got married now anyway.. to her cousin or something.. i'm not sure.. but the last time i saw her was in court signing our divorce papers...&lt;br /&gt;i never told u this becuz it was soo hard for me to tell u... and i couldn't do it over the phone.. i wanted to tell u face to face but there was never a right time.. everytime i see u i just wanna hold u and kiss u..." 5aled smiled a soft smile to her and she melted remembering the way she felt in his arms... "fa gooleely... mita agoolaj..."&lt;br /&gt;Maya smiled back to him, a smile with so much meaning... a smile of relief...&lt;br /&gt;she couldn't help but be proud of him for what he did.. taking care of his best friend's family.. that was heroic... but still she was jealous over the moon about him having slept with his ex wife.. althoug her heart did go out to her... she still felt jealous and 5aled knew that.. and he loved that about maya... it made him feel special and dearly loved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya ate her food relaxed now and relieved about what 5aled told her... and the way he looked while saying all that confirmed to her that he had nothing else to hide.... he was a clean slate now...&lt;br /&gt;soo little by little Maya lightened up and begane enjoying her time with 5aled...&lt;br /&gt;5aled saw how maya forgave him.. he couldn't help but feel really lucky for falling in love with an angel ... to him she was his angel.. his gurdian angel...&lt;br /&gt;he held out his hand and reached for hers and held her hand tightly on the table&lt;br /&gt;he motioned with his lips " i love u" and she blushed and said " i love u too " ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya and 5aled enjoyed the rest of their meal relieved for passing this stormy weather...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as they were leaving maya spotted a familar face...&lt;br /&gt;her heart stopped... her jaw dropped...&lt;br /&gt;5aled turned to see who was Maya looking at....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahani....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xxx;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope u guys liked it...and sorry it took me so long :***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-3555079926153419999?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/3555079926153419999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-diary-25.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/3555079926153419999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/3555079926153419999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-diary-25.html' title='My Diary (25)'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-4133621146675260478</id><published>2009-07-16T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T08:45:53.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary (24)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;First of all i would like to apologize for taking soo long to keep posting, but I'M BACK NOW :D xxx;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ur comments is what keeps me going :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;This is to all my lovely readers who encourage me to do more :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nawarrii this is 4u ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i love u all xxx;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*New idea: i'm thinking of writing MY true life story...anyone agree? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;read my previous post (Question) for more details! :**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PREVIOUSLY ON MY LOVE DIARY&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After buying 2 oreo McFlurry's, they headed to her house, eating their flurry's.On their way, as they stopped in the traffic, Maya saw a young woman in her mid 20's with a young boy, probably around 2 years old staring over at 5aled"baby those people are looking at you..do they know u?" Maya asked thinking they might be related or something, sooner did she know they were more than related...they were his family...i mean HIS family.5aled turned over to look at them, he felt the world go round in slow motion, he fealt each heart beat, he felt...numb."BABA....BABA....." shouted the little boy beating on the glass window of the car, as Maya froze, not believing what she just heard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;--------------------------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya froze, she didn't know what to do... what was someone in her place supposed to do anyway?? finding out for the first time that the guy she loved and trusted had a SON?? was married b4?! it was too much to digest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5aled on the other hand went blank....he became speechless, he didn't know how to explain this to Maya, his wife to be....&lt;br /&gt;what on earth could he say or do that could make this any better? or any easier....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They stayed quiet the whole way until they reached Maya's home...&lt;br /&gt;"when were u planning on telling me about this" Maya asked furious holding her anger in, although she did a bad job at it&lt;br /&gt;"i swear i was gonna tell u but there was never a right time" 5aled tried explaining&lt;br /&gt;"never a right time??? never a right time to tell ur wife u had  a SON?? u were married b4???? was there never a right time for this??" Maya exploded&lt;br /&gt;"maya please sim3eeeny" 5aled began&lt;br /&gt;"asma3 shino??" Maya began crying "after all this time 5aled! after all this time u kept this a SECRET from me??? how could u .. " maya kept sobbing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5aled was chocked...he couldn't speak...he didn't know what he could say or do to make Maya feel better... his heart went out to her....&lt;br /&gt;he couldn't bare watching her cry...it only broke his heart into small pieces....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya went out of the car hoping that 5aled would stop her and explain to her what really happend, how and everything, but he just let her go and this only made her cry even harder..&lt;br /&gt;5aled just drove back home quietly, just thinking about what just happend....&lt;br /&gt;and maya went straight up to her room and cried herself to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-4133621146675260478?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/4133621146675260478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-diary-24.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/4133621146675260478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/4133621146675260478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-diary-24.html' title='My Diary (24)'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-7516042308184969958</id><published>2009-07-13T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T09:10:22.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QUESTION :*</title><content type='html'>Hello my lovely bloggers :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've missed u terribly!!...i'm so sorry for not posting anything all this time it's cuz first i was REALLY busy, and now i'm on holiday soo i'm taking my time off ;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i have a question for u guys... since i got a comment about my last post True Love, that someone thought it was a story ;p i'm guessing shall i really write my own story??&lt;br /&gt;Did u guys like the post? and do u guys want me to wrtie MY actual story??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. True Love was a post about the man i love ;$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love u all :**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-7516042308184969958?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/7516042308184969958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/07/question.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/7516042308184969958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/7516042308184969958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/07/question.html' title='QUESTION :*'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-7136650844691868730</id><published>2009-06-05T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T04:10:08.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Love :* :*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can I begin to say this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can I begin to describe what I feel within me?&lt;br /&gt;How can I start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling I feel right now is hunger, hunger for the man I love..hunger for him to be next to me..&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I long for this to happen..how I'm yearning and burning inside to have him by my side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the man I love..&lt;br /&gt;The man of my dreams..&lt;br /&gt;The one I long for&lt;br /&gt;The one who comforts me&lt;br /&gt;The one who can dry my tears by a single word, miles apart on the phone&lt;br /&gt;The one who can lift my soul up high&lt;br /&gt;The one who cheers me up when I'm down&lt;br /&gt;The one who makes me smile when everything feels wrong&lt;br /&gt;The ONLY one who captured my heart&lt;br /&gt;And he is the man I love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short: he loves me, I love him, we want to get married, but in order for that to happen,&lt;br /&gt;A few things must happen at first, and that's why we have to wait...&lt;br /&gt;And waiting sucks! Yes! It sucks!&lt;br /&gt;U know why?? Cuz ALL I think about is him, all I think about is when when when?&lt;br /&gt;Ti3abt! Malaait! 5alaaa9 I want him ib ma3na il kalima, more so I need him.. I need him by my side at night, I need him with me 24\7, is that too much to ask?&lt;br /&gt;Ya3ny I'm willing to do ANYTHING for that to happen..ANYTHING&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's how much I love him...he's everything I wish for, he's my past,present, and future...&lt;br /&gt;He's my everything, literally my everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me..&lt;br /&gt;How can I go through this? How can I wait another year or so when I love him this much?&lt;br /&gt;What shall I do? Stop my heart from beating his name? Stop myself from breathing his air?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I put this yearning and longing on hold and live the present, the reality, where he lives in a house, far away from ours, where we are not literally together (side by side), where we can't go out on a date together, where the only thing we can do is talk on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me how and save my soul from drowning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him sooo much with all my heart, body, and soul ily ga3da ayin oo aktib 3anna fe blogs!&lt;br /&gt;Amooooot feeh akthar min ildinyah oo ma feeha...and the best part is, we exchange the same feeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have to look at the bright part, ena atleast we get to talk to each other on the fone and hear each other's voices day and night..&lt;br /&gt;But still, that burning feeling I get in the middle of my body, way deep into my heart, touching my soul is hard to erase&lt;br /&gt;And I can't&lt;br /&gt;And I won't&lt;br /&gt;U know why?...becuz being in love and extremely in love means u get to feel everything to the ultimate extent of it..&lt;br /&gt;And that's why, yearning, longing, burning, desperation, craziness, happiness, comfort, ecstacy, thrill, adrenalin rush, dizziness, shyness, sadness all are a recipe for love&lt;br /&gt;Becuz love has its ups and downs, weaknesses and strongness, and it doesn't be called love when there are no stormy weathers to survive, becuz real love is supported on strong bases, and a base gets stronger by witnessing and living through different kind of moments that strengthen the love that is shared by two people..&lt;br /&gt;And this is how u know ur love is true, when u survive the stormy weathers together&lt;br /&gt;That's when u know u were really meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Becuz when its true and strong and most of all, real it can go through anything no matter how hard it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just wish things were simpler for us, and that we didn't have to go through all this waiting to get married like normal people&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can close my eyes and open them to the sight of us sitting on the sofa "kosha" at our wedding night ...&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be fun if we all could forward the hard parts of our lives and pause it whenever we want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilmohem 6ala3t ily fe galby al7eeen oo wayed erte7t..&lt;br /&gt;Its good I have u guys, cuz sometimes magdar I tell him these stuff cuz b3dain he'll think ana 7anna:p although 7araam maskeen&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't bass still.. I know ana paranoid bass lail7eeeen&lt;br /&gt;But if only we could move our life the way we want to just like a puppet show, wouldn't we all never have to go through the&lt;br /&gt;Hard parts whether we're together or alone..&lt;br /&gt;But we wouldn't be who we are today.. Its the moments in our lives that make us who we are and I honestly believe that.. Becuz walla lo not every SINGLE thing that happend in my life (the day we started our journey) to this day..ma bakoun 3arfa ma3na il7ob&lt;br /&gt;Cuz seriously I never knew I could love a person this much ila lama I loved Him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sij8RMR9OQI/AAAAAAAAACo/RV07740Rm6U/s1600-h/hold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343798330159610114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sij8RMR9OQI/AAAAAAAAACo/RV07740Rm6U/s320/hold.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"OH HOW I LONG FOR THIS TO HAPPEN..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Alla e7af'9ik ly ya rab we 5aleeek ly&lt;br /&gt;Ameeeen inshalla;** oo raby la ya7remny minik ya a'3la ma fil koun&lt;br /&gt;Yaly myaniny oo m6ayer ly 3agly :p&lt;br /&gt;I love u 7ayaaaaty ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XXX;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-7136650844691868730?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/7136650844691868730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/06/true-love.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/7136650844691868730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/7136650844691868730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/06/true-love.html' title='True Love :* :*'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sij8RMR9OQI/AAAAAAAAACo/RV07740Rm6U/s72-c/hold.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-7408910776453929021</id><published>2009-05-06T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T11:49:10.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Quotes"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/laugh-as-much-as-you-breathe-and-love-as-long-as/354603.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laugh as much as you breathe and love as long as you live.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Between the optimist and the pessimist, the difference is droll. The optimist sees the doughnut; the pessimist the hole!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Perhaps our eyes need to be washed by our tears once in a while, so that we can see Life with a clearer view again.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was surfing the internet, and i found these quotes that touched me, so i thought i'd like to share them all with u my luveez:*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-----------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;XXX;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-7408910776453929021?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/7408910776453929021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/05/laugh-as-much-as-you-breathe-and-love.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/7408910776453929021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/7408910776453929021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/05/laugh-as-much-as-you-breathe-and-love.html' title='&quot;Quotes&quot;'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-6900873758823883673</id><published>2009-05-06T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T09:50:38.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary (23)</title><content type='html'>Maya reached the restaurant, parked her car, and entered.  As she was just about to ask for the reservation name, she saw him sitting in a cosy square table for two on the right.  She saw the man she was going to spend the rest of her life with, the man she loved, and whom most importantly loved her back. &lt;br /&gt;5aled stood up, pulled out the chair for her, and sat facing her.  He was in awe, he was just mesmorized by the way she looked.  To him, she was like the moon between all the small stars in the sky.  He was blindsided, he didn't see anything or anyone but her, and she knew that.  She loved the fact that he only had eyes for her; it made her feel special.&lt;br /&gt;They ordered their food and drinks.&lt;br /&gt;As soon as the waiter left, 5aled took Maya's hand and kissed the top of it.&lt;br /&gt;He saw her face turn red, as she pulled her hand away and looked down.&lt;br /&gt;Maya becoming shy only made 5aled feel lustier, although his intentions were pure.&lt;br /&gt;"sh7ilweha murty" 5aled smiled as he looked deeply into her eyelinered eyes&lt;br /&gt;"hehehe" Maya blushed, "3yoon rayly il 7ilwa" she smiled&lt;br /&gt;"amooot feej ya b3d galby inty"&lt;br /&gt;"ana amoot feek akthar"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours later, they left the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;"ma 7alaina" Maya reminded 5aled&lt;br /&gt;"inty my dessert" 5aled joked as he kissed the side of her forehead, breathing in her sweet scent.&lt;br /&gt;"hahahaha" Maya laughed shyly, holding his hand&lt;br /&gt;"inzain ana bagoolaj shino... shrayech we leave ur car here and u send the driver to come take it, and u my girl come ride with me in my car..."&lt;br /&gt;"umm ok bass shloun? my car key is with me"&lt;br /&gt;"3adee baby give it to me ba5alee m3a the waiter, let ur driver get it from him"&lt;br /&gt;"ok" Maya handed him the key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 minutes later he was back&lt;br /&gt;he put his arms around her and walked together to his car&lt;br /&gt;they drove around not knowing were to buy dessert from&lt;br /&gt;"5a6rich fe icecream?" 5aled asked, willing to do anything she wanted just to make her happy&lt;br /&gt;"ummm la 5a6ry fe ummmm" Maya was thinking, as he interrupted her&lt;br /&gt;"et3arfeen ana 5a6ry fe shino?"&lt;br /&gt;"shino"&lt;br /&gt;"feej"&lt;br /&gt;Maya felt a million butterflies fly all over her stomach&lt;br /&gt;Maya bit her lower lip and look down, flustered as 5aled leaned in and brushed his lips against hers and whispered "i love u" and then kissed her deeply but gently for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;Maya didn't know what to do, say, or how to react... he was her husband, so it was ok for them to do whatever they wanted, but still she didn't know what to say or how to even kiss him back, so she just went quiet and kept her lips still for him to do the work and take the lead.&lt;br /&gt;5aled loved that Maya didn't know to move her lips, he felt powerful, he felt in control, and that made him want to teach her more.&lt;br /&gt;"like this" he whispered as he moved his lips in between hers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They made out for a long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it's getting late" Maya said, breathing hard, pushing herself away from him&lt;br /&gt;"bass abeeej" 5aled pulled her closer to him and hugged her so tight&lt;br /&gt;"ana b3ad.. bass lazim arja3 my dad would get mad if i didn't" she said as she was hugging him tighter&lt;br /&gt;she looked at him one last look, giving him the green light to kiss her one more time&lt;br /&gt;and so he did.. he kissed her like it was the last kiss ever, like there was no next time, like it was his first hungry kiss ever, like he didn't wanna let go&lt;br /&gt;"i love u" Maya whispered in his ear as she gave him a wet kiss on his ear which drived him nuts and made him want her more&lt;br /&gt;"please latroo7een..timayy aeej" 5aled begged as he squeezed her body tighter&lt;br /&gt;"magdar 5aloody..u know i want to stay with u bass magdar...i have to get going" she looked at him one more time, this time, she made the move and kissed his lips that were begging for her to suck on them...she pulled away.. licked her lips, tasting the remainder of his lips on hers and pulling back from him, laying her back straightly on the seat...&lt;br /&gt;"please 5aloody take me home 7abeeby" Maya said in a cute voice that made his insides melt&lt;br /&gt;he kissed her cheeck and said "ok bawadeej ilbait...3la shar6 i buy u icecream" he smiled&lt;br /&gt;"hahah ok that's fair" she smiled looking at him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After buying 2 oreo McFlurry's, they headed to her house, eating their flurry's.&lt;br /&gt;On their way, as they stopped in the traffic, Maya saw a young woman in her mid 20's with a young boy, probably around 2 years old staring over at 5aled&lt;br /&gt;"baby those people are looking at you..do they know u?" Maya asked thinking they might be related or something, sooner did she know they were more than related...they were his family...i mean HIS family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5aled turned over to look at them, he felt the world go round in slow motion, he fealt each heart beat, he felt...numb.&lt;br /&gt;"BABA....BABA....." shouted the little boy beating on the glass window of the car, as Maya froze, not believing what she just heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Sorry it's short..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;xxx;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-6900873758823883673?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/6900873758823883673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-diary-23.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/6900873758823883673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/6900873758823883673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-diary-23.html' title='My Diary (23)'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-1727345749416750729</id><published>2009-05-04T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T14:39:56.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary (22)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello my friends! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So sorry guyz for taking so long to continue my story due to some difficult circumstances..&lt;br /&gt;But all is good now :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to continue my lovely story which i missed writing SO much ;p&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to finish it soon and then i'll be posting random posts like my previous posts ;p&lt;br /&gt;SHRAYKUM? ;p good or bad idea?? ;p&lt;br /&gt;i'll post random stuff, and u guys could write down ur oppinions and comments as i'd love to read them :)&lt;br /&gt;And later on i might write another story ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ok i have a question, do u guys WANT 'Tahani' to live or shall i KILL her? i dnt knw what to do with her anymore LOL ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. if there's one thing i've learned in the last couple of weeks, it's that &lt;em&gt;health&lt;/em&gt; is the most important thing in life, and no amount of money can buy health, it only comes from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xxx;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously on My Diary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took one last look of herself...and walked down the stairs to 5aled...her now "husband"...As she was walking towards him, smiling at all the family members there.. she wondered what did her mother mean buy giving her that piece of advice... 'what am i gonna do ya3ny? have sex with him?'...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 months after 5aled and Maya's milcha:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya was looking at a wedding magazine, trying to choose a wedding dress for her wedding that was coming soon. She was planing on a small wedding party, with close family and friends whom she all knew and cared about. She didn't want one of those fancy parties in one of the biggest hotels, having half of Bahrain in her guest list, half of them coming happy for her and the rest jealous or coming to watch the wedding, what they did and what they didn't do, which singer they brought, which designer was her dress made by, and then leaving the wedding early morning critisizing what they didn't like. Maya wanted that day to be special, she wanted that day to last forever in her mind, she wanted it to be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The invitations were going out soon, and she was so frustrated she still didn't even buy a wedding dress! Each time she tried one, she liked the one she tried after. She was getting so confused, she wanted to wear something that said: MAYA. Where can she find one of these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya's phone started ringing&lt;br /&gt;"shit" she said fishing for her phone under the pile of magazines in front of her.&lt;br /&gt;"aloo" she said&lt;br /&gt;"hala 7abeebty, shlonach?" 5aled's deep sexy voice made her relax&lt;br /&gt;"ana b5air baby, inta shlonak?" she asked as she layed her back against the sofa chair.&lt;br /&gt;"ana tamaam 7abeebty, shbitsaween illaila?" 5aled teased, he knew they had plans for dinner that night, but he loved teasing Maya.&lt;br /&gt;"DINNER" Maya said loudly, laughing at him&lt;br /&gt;"hahahaha" 5aled laughed "ok ok i'm taking u to dinner, u don't have to beg" 5aled continued teasing her&lt;br /&gt;"hahaha 5alooooody" Maya said in the most cutest voice 5aled has ever heard.&lt;br /&gt;"3yoon 5aloody" 5aled said, feeling his heart beat faster&lt;br /&gt;"a7ibik" Maya said smiling with butterflies in her stomach&lt;br /&gt;"shinow?" 5aled said, as if he didn't hear her the first time&lt;br /&gt;"a7ibik" Maya said it again, blushing this time&lt;br /&gt;"shinow? shgilty?" 5aled asked, just wanting to hear that word in her sweet voice&lt;br /&gt;"a7ibik 5alooody a7ibik"&lt;br /&gt;"haa?" 5aled kept pretending he didn't hear her so she would repeat saying that word to him&lt;br /&gt;"ohooo 5aled! bass tabeeny agoolak a7ibik mara thaanya! MOB GAYLATLAK" Maya said laughing with a big smile on her face acting mad, but her knew her better&lt;br /&gt;"hahahahhaha"&lt;br /&gt;"hahahahahahah" they laughed together on the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54 minutes later Maya finally closed the phone and went back to flipping her magazine. They always spent hours talking on the phone, they never got enough of each other.&lt;br /&gt;After finishing going over a few bridewear magazines, Maya saw her watch, 'yikes! it's 6:30! i have to get ready for my date' Maya literally ran into the bathroom, took off all her clothes, ran the water, and steped into the shower, feeling the warm water fall down from her head to her toes, sponging herself with her new perfume bodyshower 5aled gave her as a present with a perfume bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, 5aled was so excited to see Maya, he felt a mixture of emotions, he felt happy, sexy, lusty. He just wanted her in his arms, he couldn't wait til he laid eyes on her..&lt;br /&gt;He started getting ready, it seemed to him that time was on slow motion! he felt each minute pass by like 10. He wanted time to fly, he wanted to close his eyes and open them seeing Maya in front of him. But of course he couldn't do that, he like every other person in this world, had to wait. So that's what he did, he got ready and waited.&lt;br /&gt;As he waited he looked at himself in the mirror and thought, 'Maya is gonna like this on me'.&lt;br /&gt;He wore his new thob (dishdaasha;p), and red '3itra. He really did look sexy in that.&lt;br /&gt;it was 7:30 p.m now and their dinner reservation wasn't until 8, so he decided to kill time by watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya was in her room, struggling to decide on what to wear. She was torn between a shortsleeve cream dress that reached til her knees with a thin belt that comes with the dress, or a bright orange skirt, knee length as well, with a cream chefon top.&lt;br /&gt;She tried them both once again for the 30th time, looked at herself from every angle possible in the mirror, and finally decided on the cream dress she bought lately.&lt;br /&gt;She put on some makeup. 5aled always told her he liked the way she looked naturally without lots of makeup but she always loved looking nice and beautiful, even to others.&lt;br /&gt;After failed attempts to pull her hair up, she decided to wear it down and put a shiny hairband on, wore her tiny diamond stud earrings, and her new killer heels shoes which she bought specifically for that dress.&lt;br /&gt;She looked at herself in the mirror admiring herself. A memory of the conversation she had with her mother the night of her milcha flashed back. She felt a rush of anxiety flow through her veins. 'a3ootho bila, i'm never going to do anything foolish like have sex..even if i love him..even if he's my husband...even if it's not 7aram...i'm not...i'm waiting for it to happen on our wedding night' she thought to herself as she applied a layer of her dark red lipstick, took her purse, and left the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xxx;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-1727345749416750729?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/1727345749416750729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-sorry-guyz-for-taking-so-long-to.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/1727345749416750729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/1727345749416750729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-sorry-guyz-for-taking-so-long-to.html' title='My Diary (22)'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-4147694009176309744</id><published>2009-05-03T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T13:46:18.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVIES &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4AaLvRn1I/AAAAAAAAABw/D95HgVN9U7Y/s1600-h/seven+pounds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331699458680921938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4AaLvRn1I/AAAAAAAAABw/D95HgVN9U7Y/s320/seven+pounds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  Did anyone of u saw this movie? &lt;strong&gt;Seven Pounds&lt;/strong&gt;, starring Will Smith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's AMAZING.... it's sooo touching!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's about a man who lost his wife in a car accident and whom now dedicated himself to donate organs (parts of his body) to those who &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; need it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The ending is the best...i couldn't stop crying&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;xxx;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4AaLvRn1I/AAAAAAAAABw/D95HgVN9U7Y/s1600-h/seven+pounds.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-4147694009176309744?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/4147694009176309744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/05/movies-3.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/4147694009176309744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/4147694009176309744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/05/movies-3.html' title='MOVIES &lt;3'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4AaLvRn1I/AAAAAAAAABw/D95HgVN9U7Y/s72-c/seven+pounds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-4223708886896024844</id><published>2009-05-03T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T13:34:16.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For All The Women Out There ;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Dedicated to &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;love;**&lt;/span&gt; ( i knw u might not have anything to do with this, but this is 4u becuz i was so touched by ur lovely &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Random;**&lt;/span&gt; post which i loved ;p hope u dnt mind &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;babe;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To all the girls out there who misinterpret love and what it means to be in a relationship..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;((Baby, this is not 4u ok and has nothing to do with u.. i love u SO SO SO much)) ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;xxx;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Could not have said it better ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;HEAR WHAT &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;OPRAH WINFREY&lt;/span&gt; HAD TO SAY ABOUT MEN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*If he doesn't want you, nothing can make him stay. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Stop making excuses for a man and his behaviour. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Stop trying to change yourself for a relationship that's not meant to be. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Slower is better. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Never live your life for a man before you find what makes you truly happy. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*If a relationship ends because the man was not treating you as you deserve then heck no, you can't "be friends".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* A friend wouldn't mistreat a friend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Don't settle. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*If you feel like he is stringing you along, then he probably is. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Don't stay because you think "it will get better."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(You'll be mad at yourself a year later for staying when things are not better.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*The only person you can control in a relationship is you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Avoid men who've got a bunch of children by a bunch of different women. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(He didn't marry them when he got them pregnant, why would he treat you any differently?) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Always have your own set of friends separate from his. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Maintain boundaries in how a guy treats you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*If something bothers you, speak up. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Never let a man know everything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(He will use it against you later.) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*You cannot change a man's behaviour.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Change comes from within.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Don't EVER make him feel he is more important than you are... even if he has more education or in a better job. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Do not make him into a quasi-god. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(He is a man, nothing more nothing less.) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Never let a man define who you are. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Never borrow someone else's man. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(If he cheated with you, he'll cheat on you.) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*A man will only treat you the way you ALLOW him to treat you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*All men are NOT dogs. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*You should not be the one doing all the bending...compromise is two way street. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*You need time to heal between relationships...there is nothing cute about baggage... deal with your issues before pursuing a new relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*You should never look for someone to COMPLETE you...a relationship consists of two WHOLE individuals...look for someone &lt;em&gt;complimentary&lt;/em&gt;...not &lt;em&gt;supplementary&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Dating is fun...even if he doesn't turn out to be Mr. Right. Make him miss you sometimes...when a man always knows where you are, and you're always readily available to him - he takes it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Never move into his mother's house.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Never co-sign for a man. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Don't fully commit to a man who doesn't give you everything that you need.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Keep him in your radar but get to know others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;-Share this with other women and men (just so they know)... -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You'll make someone smile, another rethink her choices, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and another woman prepare.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them and an entire lifetime to forget them." &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;--- &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so true!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Advice from Angel:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&gt;Scared of being alone is what makes a lot of women stay in relationships that are abusive or hurtful... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;DrPhill:&lt;/span&gt; "You should know that you're the best thing that could ever happen to anyone and if a man mistreats you, he'll miss out on a good thing. If he was attracted to you in the 1st place, just know that he's not the only one. They're all watching you, so you have a lot of choices. Make the right one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Ladies take care of your own hearts.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-4223708886896024844?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/4223708886896024844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-all-women-out-there.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/4223708886896024844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/4223708886896024844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-all-women-out-there.html' title='For All The Women Out There ;*'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-8750921119278726408</id><published>2009-04-04T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T16:36:13.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary (21)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sorry for taking so long u guys:( i know maly 7alaa chithee bass shasawi :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously on My Diary (20):&lt;br /&gt;5aled prepared Maya a romantic getaway at the beach, something private just for the two of them.  He set a table with her favorite meal, candles that lit in a pathway that led to the table.&lt;br /&gt;Maya was having the time of her life with the man she loved, and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did she know that nothing lasts for ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya went home that night seeing the world in different colors.  Her heart was filled with joy and happiness...until that day.  The day she wished was a dream, a bad dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days went buy, still nothing official between them, they were still getting to know each other.  And every day that passed buy was a day of reassurance to each of them that they want to spend the rest of their lives together, they want to have babies together, they wanted to grow old together. &lt;br /&gt;Maya trusted 5aled completely, she felt safe with him.&lt;br /&gt;That night on the phone, Maya noticed 5aled trying to talk dirty with her, but she was too shy to hear any of it or talk back to him, so she changed the subject and said goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;The next night was the same, and the third, and the fourth..&lt;br /&gt;Maya didn't know what was going on with 5aled..'all guys think about sex' she thought to herself.. 'he's just being a man'... this was something new to her.. she never experienced something like that before.. she was a pure virgin... the only nasty thing she did was watch hot love scenes in movies......&lt;br /&gt;later on, she noticed SHE had feelings as well....&lt;br /&gt;she started being in lust with him, as he was with her...except he was a hundred times more than her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5aled's intentions wer pure towards Maya, he wanted to marry her for who she was, he couldn't wait til the day they get married, and she loved him so much she didn't wanna waste anymore time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aby a56ibich jereeb Maya" 5aled talked through the phone, late that night as he was in bed, about to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;"ana b3ad i want that" Maya felt her heart jump out of its chamber.  She was in her monkey pj's which she loved and wore most often, lying in bed, with the tv on, ready to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;"inzain 3yal 5ala9 e7na 3erafna ba3a'9 7g muda 6weela..i mean the time we knew eachother is enough for me...i'm really sure abeej inty..oo bass inty... wela a7ad '3airech...ana mit2akid"&lt;br /&gt;"ana b3ad mit2akda 7abeeby...ur the only one i wanna spend my life with...u make me so happy..i don't wanna wait any longer either...i'm ready when u're ready"&lt;br /&gt;well, i am ready baby... i wanna marry you... i have some money saved up already...it's enough to open a house and be responsible of you..."&lt;br /&gt;"that's good baby..this makes it much easier"&lt;br /&gt;"yes it does, it makes a long road short......"&lt;br /&gt;"ya..." Maya felt his heartbeat on the phone, she knew he was going to say it&lt;br /&gt;"so ba5aly ahaly ekalmoon ahalich bajer ok? 3shan e5i6boonach ly..." the way he said it just made her feel butterflies in her stomach.... the thought of being his just overwhelmed her... she didn't want anything more...&lt;br /&gt;"9ij 7abeeby?"&lt;br /&gt;"ee 9ij baby.. i will... 5ala9 it's time... don't u think?"&lt;br /&gt;"heheh yeah i think so too... 5ala9 ana tomorrow morning i'll let my mom know"&lt;br /&gt;"know shinow.......?" 5aled enjoyed making Maya blush and she knew it&lt;br /&gt;"ina ur parents will call my parents" Maya knew where this was going....it was like a game to him....and Maya liked it..&lt;br /&gt;"why will they call them" 5aled wanted to hear it out of her mouth, her voice...&lt;br /&gt;"3shan ye56eboony lek" Maya said all shy and flushy&lt;br /&gt;"3shan et9eereen zojty? 5aled continued&lt;br /&gt;"ee... 3shan a9eer zojtik" Maya's cheecks became apples..&lt;br /&gt;"7ilwa minij"&lt;br /&gt;"minik a7la..." they continued flirting&lt;br /&gt;"inty a7la" 5aled said, the rush of lusty feelings flowing inside him&lt;br /&gt;"inta a7la"&lt;br /&gt;"inty amoot feej"&lt;br /&gt;"inta 3mry"&lt;br /&gt;"inty sexy"&lt;br /&gt;"inta sexier"&lt;br /&gt;"inty so sexy u make me wanna...." and there 5aled stopped... he wanted so badly to tell her what he wanted to do with her, to do TO her... he wanted to say more.. but he faught with himself to stop...he knew if he didn't... she would...&lt;br /&gt;"ahhhhh" 5aled sighed..." i better go sleep now... and dream about what i wanna do to u" he smiled&lt;br /&gt;"hahah.. dream all u want becuz one day it will all be true"&lt;br /&gt;"ya.. goodnight 7abeebty"&lt;br /&gt;"goodnight 3mry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5aled went to dream thinking about Maya in his bed.....and Maya went to sleep feeling sexy about herself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks later&lt;br /&gt;5aled and Maya officially engaged..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 month later&lt;br /&gt;5aled and Maya's milcha...&lt;br /&gt;they wanted to be malcheen becuz Maya's family didn't allow her go and come with him if they were just engaged..&lt;br /&gt;Maya was putting on her red maxi dress while her mom came in the room..&lt;br /&gt;"ta3aly yuma basaa3dich" offered her mother&lt;br /&gt;"thank u mama"&lt;br /&gt;"sim3y binty... inty min il laila.. ohwa 7alal 3laich..winty 7alal 3laih.." began her mother&lt;br /&gt;"ee a3arf mama" Maya was wondering why her mother was telling her this...&lt;br /&gt;"mo kilshay yabee e7a9la il rayaal" her mother continued..there are stuff that should wait til marriage...ok yuma?"&lt;br /&gt;"ok mama.. walla a3arf" Maya felt so awkward hearing this from her mother...but still..she was her mother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took one last look of herself...and walked down the stairs to 5aled...her now "husband"...&lt;br /&gt;As she was walking towards him, smiling at all the family members there.. she wondered what did her mother mean buy giving her that piece of advice... 'what am i gonna do ya3ny? have sex with him?'...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Cupid:* miss u 2 babe;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-8750921119278726408?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/8750921119278726408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-diary-21.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/8750921119278726408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/8750921119278726408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-diary-21.html' title='My Diary (21)'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-6468011585467011316</id><published>2009-03-23T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T14:40:24.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary (20)</title><content type='html'>A week passed and Tahani still hauted Maya in her dreams.. she still had nightmares about her trying to break them up.....&lt;br /&gt;Every 5 minutes Maya would look at her cartier ring with a smile on her face... and daydream about her future with 5aled...&lt;br /&gt;Her parents were so happy for her, they're actually planning an engagement party for her...&lt;br /&gt;5aled's parents were happy too, except they're always so busy traveling around the world for business, but that didn't bother 5aled anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya woke up that morning with a feeling.  A feeling where she didn't know what was coming.. but she felt it... she felt it was too good to be true, her having the man of her dreams and everything she wished for was too much to have...'inshalla forever' she told herself as she washed her face...&lt;br /&gt;As she was having breakfast her phone rang...&lt;br /&gt;"aloo?" Maya said with her mouth full&lt;br /&gt;"aloo GALBY" 5aled's voice appeared&lt;br /&gt;"hmmm" Maya hummed with a smile&lt;br /&gt;"t3arfeen shino ilyoum??" 5aled asked happily&lt;br /&gt;"shino?" Maya played along, although she knew exactly what today was.. and had the present prepared..&lt;br /&gt;"MY BIRTHDAY, bass lazim et3arfeen shay.. ana mat5ara3 3la my birthday.. bas i'm happy cuz its a reason for us to go out and celebrate" 5aled said enthusaistically&lt;br /&gt;"oh it is?" Maya continued playing along.. she liked teasing him&lt;br /&gt;"YES IT IS" 5aled almost yelled knowing her games&lt;br /&gt;"hahah ok ok ... what do u have in mind?"&lt;br /&gt;"how about we celebrate, somewhere alone, somewhere we could be together, just the two of us" he suggested&lt;br /&gt;"ok.. sounds cool.. where?" Maya was so excited about this&lt;br /&gt;"how about.......................the beach"&lt;br /&gt;"umm.. ok.. sounds good.. i like that"&lt;br /&gt;"ok.. good then how about we have take away dinner and sit and talk on the beach, alone, we're going to have so much fun just together, with no one around us, no one to break in on us.." 5aled said reffering to Tahani..&lt;br /&gt;"yaaa.. so we meet there at 7?"&lt;br /&gt;"noo i'll come pick u up"&lt;br /&gt;"5aled.. plz u know we can't..we're only engaged.." Maya said, knowing her family would't allow such a thing because they were kind of strict on these things..&lt;br /&gt;"ok ok fine.. we'll meet there.. don't be late" 5aled was glowing.. he loved her so deeply that nothing could brake that.&lt;br /&gt;"ok.. bye 7abeeby.. i love u" Maya said with a shy voice&lt;br /&gt;"i love u .. byee"&lt;br /&gt;And they hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 sharp Maya left the house, she felt better knowing he was already there..&lt;br /&gt;She dressed up just for him, she wore her valentino red short dress that showed off her tanned legs, silver gina high heels.. diamond earings with a small emerald in the middle, her swarovski purse.  Her hair was blow dried straight, she wore it down and put some make up on that glowed her skin and brought out her dark eyes... she looked stunning as she got into the car.. she felt complete.. she felt perfect.. she didn't want anything more.. 'this is the ultimate of being happy' she thought.. as she placed the gift on the front seat beside her.  She got him a black gucci wallet, and wrote him a card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5aled on the other hand, left the house earlier than Maya did and at 7 sharp, he was already there waiting for her..&lt;br /&gt;"it's MY birthday and i'm still waiting for u" 5aled complained&lt;br /&gt;Maya thought he was adorable&lt;br /&gt;"hehe i'm coming 2 minutes bass" Maya loved when 5aled couldn't wait to see her, she felt special.&lt;br /&gt;"ok bsir3a bass mashy bil3adaal" 5aled always cared about her like that&lt;br /&gt;"hahahah ok baby..see u in a bit" she loved how he never made sense when he told her to come quickly and drive slowly at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;"bye sweetheart"&lt;br /&gt;5aled sat on a bench, near the seashore waiting for his beloved Maya, wearing his new blue jeans, and a black Boss long sleeve shirt folded into his elbows, and had gel on his hair..he looked spectacular, very musculin with his sexy scent of his favorite perfume, The One, by Dolce&amp;amp;Gabbanna...he smoked his cigaret while waiting for her, thinking about how nervous she made him feel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes later and she was there..stepping out of the car in her red dress.. she looked beautiful, she was like an angel to him..&lt;br /&gt;'how did i get so lucky' he wondered...&lt;br /&gt;he stood up smiling at her..&lt;br /&gt;she walked over to him with a happy, shy smile on her face...&lt;br /&gt;as soon as she put the present on the bench, he came closer to her, pulled her close, and hugged her so tight, it was the best hug ever... it was a hug of warmth, depth, love, and affection&lt;br /&gt;she could feel his heart beating as she lay her head softly across his chest.. they stood like that for about 15 minutes, just hugging each other, feeling each other's body on the other, feeing the warmth, smelling each other's smell.....&lt;br /&gt;time stood still for both of them...&lt;br /&gt;it was the best moment of their life so far...they knew they had more happy moments to come&lt;br /&gt;'this is too good to be true, i think im dreaming' maya thought to herself as she cut loose from 5aled's arms...&lt;br /&gt;they took a journey into each other's eyes, and as they took that journey, they saw the end of it... the happy ending of it...they saw their future, their life together as one whole family, most of all, they saw their reflection...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sat side by side, holding each other's hands on the beach as the wind blew across their face...&lt;br /&gt;Maya started to feel cold so 5aled put his arm around her...&lt;br /&gt;The feeling was just so great, it was uncompareable...&lt;br /&gt;They sat like that, for a long time talking about everything, just chatting about everything in their minds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was soon dinner time, and 5aled had a surprise prepared for her... they walked for a little on the soft sand of the sea, barefeet, with the cold water tickiling their feet... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly Maya froze.. she couldn't believe what she saw....&lt;br /&gt;she only saw that in the movies...&lt;br /&gt;there was a small table on the middle of the beach, with candles all around it on the sand, and a red rose in the middle of the table...&lt;br /&gt;Maya felt her heart tumble... was it really true? did he really do all this for her? was she living her dream?....&lt;br /&gt;she looked up to him and hugged him so tight that he said "i can't breathe" in a funny voice that only made Maya hug him tighter for a bit longer then let him go...&lt;br /&gt;As soon as they sat down facing eachother.. a waiter appeared out of no where with a big bowl of salad and two plates for them to share...&lt;br /&gt;5aled had already chosen the menue for them both, he knew what she liked, she loved fettuccini, and that's what he ordered for her as her main course, and the dessert was a selection of small pieces of chocolate cake, creme caramel, strawberry tart, and pecan cheesecake...&lt;br /&gt;Maya couldn't ask for more... it was the night of her dreams.. having dinner with the man she loved and whom love her back without being told...&lt;br /&gt;she wanted that moment to last forever... she was confident that they would last.. she had no doubt about it...&lt;br /&gt;and yet...for some reason.. she couldn't remove the Tahani gut feeling... she couldn't stop feeling a bit scared of what that girl inteded to do.. she knew her heart was broken but she definately didn't brake it.. and since the fire was already dead with 5aled, Tahani should've known for herself that they were done, that they reached an end and that it was nobody's fault...&lt;br /&gt;Although Tahani appeared every now and then at the back of Maya's mind, she was having the best time of her life and wanted to absorb every minute of it..and she knew.. she was never going to forget how happy 5aled made her...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-6468011585467011316?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/6468011585467011316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-diary-20.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/6468011585467011316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/6468011585467011316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-diary-20.html' title='My Diary (20)'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-119108976797032382</id><published>2009-03-16T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T14:59:22.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary (19)</title><content type='html'>They reached almost the same time at the restaurant... it was a small, cosy restaurant in the end of a small road where not many people went to...&lt;br /&gt;They entered together, hand in hand, Maya keeping an eye incase she saw someone she knew...&lt;br /&gt;The waiter greeted them with a warm welcoming smile, directed them to their table, gave them the menues and went away for a while... He came back, took their orders and left them to each other once again...&lt;br /&gt;"7illow ilma63am" Maya smiled shyly&lt;br /&gt;"inty m7alyetah" 5aled looked deep into her eyes, serious all of a sudden&lt;br /&gt;Maya smiled as she blushed even more...&lt;br /&gt;Right then and there, he knew this was it...he knew she was the one for him.. the only one who knew him inside out.. the only one he could depend on, rely on, he wanted to take care of her, be there for her when she neededhim, be her shoulder to cry on, her knight in shining armour, she was the girl of his dreams, just as he was the man of her dreams...he wanted her to be his, ONLY his, he wanted her for him, and he wanted the whole world to know that... he was ready.. and tonight was the night he was waiting for for so long...the night he dreamed of.. the night he knew would come when he first laid eyes on her..the night that some peopl waited a lifetime for...&lt;br /&gt;he remembered the maroon box and smiled to himself.. wondering what her reaction was going to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waiter got their food, they ate slowly, enjoying each other's company...staring and smiling at each other between bites...&lt;br /&gt;They finished their food, and ordered chocolate fondu for dessert.  Time seemed to pass very fast.&lt;br /&gt;'i wish i could slow time a bit.. make each minute last an hour' thought Maya to herself as she sucked on the strawberry dipped in milk chocolate...&lt;br /&gt;5aled was enjoying what he was looking at... it was better than a natural view, he thought...&lt;br /&gt;She was the prettiest thing he ever saw...&lt;br /&gt;"ta3aly..3indach chocolate hnee" 5aled lowered his voice, which only made it sexier&lt;br /&gt;Maya leaned forward as 5aled wiped the chocolate with his finger over her lip...then sucked his finger tasting the chocolate that only tasted more delicious to him because it came from her lips, from what 5aled wanted to taste so badly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya blushed, as she dipped a small piece of cake in the chocolate this time..&lt;br /&gt;He took out the box from his pocket, and layed it on the table, in front of her..&lt;br /&gt;Maya froze... she didn't know what was inside.. or she assumed?&lt;br /&gt;"5aled...what's this 7abeeby?" Maya asked all shy and excited at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;"something for you.....open it" 5aled smiled..desperate to see her reaction once she knew what it was for...&lt;br /&gt;Maya took the box slowly, opened the neat wrapping, and opend it...&lt;br /&gt;She froze with a shocked smile on her face.... it was a rose gold Cartier love ring..&lt;br /&gt;"wh...wh...whats...this?" Maya asked&lt;br /&gt;"it's because i want to marry you Maya..." 5aled said beginning to feel nervous...'why is she surprised? why didn't she expect it?..Oh God..' 5aled was thinking silently to himself...&lt;br /&gt;"wow" Maya gasped.. "it's beautiful.. i love it" Maya smiled as she wore the ring on her right hand..&lt;br /&gt;"does it fit?" 5aled asked..&lt;br /&gt;"it fits perfectly" Maya looked into his eyes.. looking at the man of her dreams.. the man she fell in love with... the man who made her believe in love..&lt;br /&gt;"so..magilteely.. tetzawijainy??" 5aled asked nervously as he held her hands and kissed the ring on her finger..&lt;br /&gt;just as she was about to answer....&lt;br /&gt;"oh i see you're dating now?"&lt;br /&gt;Maya and 5aled froze...&lt;br /&gt;Her voice was so sharp and dry they could feel the hatred coming from it..&lt;br /&gt;It was her, Tahani....5aled's previous fiance..&lt;br /&gt;"um hii Tahani, shlonach?" 5aled didn't like how she approached them&lt;br /&gt;"b3ad tes2alni shlonach? tabee et3arf shlony? tehtam ya3ny? ya3ny itha gilt lak ana b5air wela maree'9a wela mob zaina.. are u gona give a crap about it?" Tahani raised an eyebrow as Maya stared at her..&lt;br /&gt;"Tahani shfeech? feej shay?" 5aled asked, knowing exactly what was wrong with her.. she was still upset that he dumped her...for Maya..her friend...her ex-friend..&lt;br /&gt;"mafeeny shay..ana b5air 5aled.. Maya shlonach? 3sa mestaansa m3a 5aled? inshalla inty mertaa7a inach 5athtee what was mine.." Tahani shot Maya a hard look&lt;br /&gt;"Tahani bassech 3an il '3ala6.. yalla roo7y 5aleeny ana oo 5a6eebty broo7na" 5aled got so mad at Tahani's behaviour... when was she going to get over him?? 8 months already passed! let her move on and find someone else.. she wasn't his fiance anymore she shouldn't act that way... she was supposed to respect his wants and needs.. and he wanted her out of their lives.. he wanted her to understand that they were over before it even began....&lt;br /&gt;"fine.. i'm going.." Tahani glared at them.."but know this Maya... when you break people apart, it will get back to u... and if it doesn't, i'll make sure it does.."&lt;br /&gt;And with that.. Tahani left the restaurant...leaving them burried in their thoughts, far away from what was supposed to happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorry it took me guys long to get back, but the previous week was hectic for me..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Missed u guys ;*********&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xxx;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-119108976797032382?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/119108976797032382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-diary-19.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/119108976797032382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/119108976797032382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-diary-19.html' title='My Diary (19)'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-6678507771208624832</id><published>2009-03-16T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T14:21:47.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary (18)</title><content type='html'>So the days passed, as weeks ended, and months finished.. Day by day Maya's relationship with 5aled grew stronger.  They soon became inseperable (although they didn't go out a lot because of Maya's strict family rules, they talked on the phone 24/7).  They talked about EVERYTHING, their childhood stories, school, what they studied, their favorite meal, color, hobbies, future plans, compared each other's personalities, told each other stories about themselves, every single thing you can think of........they talked about it.. they even told each other their top secrets....They enjoyed each other's company on the other side of the line..they liked just saying "hi" to each other, they like just being silent on the phone with each other...they liked everything to do with each other.&lt;br /&gt;Maya and 5aled became the new Noah and Allie (from The Notebook)&lt;br /&gt;They were very much in love.&lt;br /&gt;8 months had passed and Maya and 5aled's relationship evolved into a deep, stronger one.  One that was built on strong bases, one that cannot break, one that could survive a tornado, one that grows and grows bigger and deeper with no limits, it goes on unconditionaly..One that was rare and hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night, 5aled called Maya and begged her to go out with him, but she said she couldn't she was too scared of her parents finding out or someone seeing them.  She always cared about what others would think.. she wanted to do things the right way, the way no one could talk abou her or ruin her reputation.  She loved 5aled dearly, but still, she couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;"please Maya 3aad 3shaany...3shaan 5aa6ry" 5aled pleaded&lt;br /&gt;"magdar 5aloody walla a5aaf someone sees us b3dain mayeswa 3laina we get into trouble"&lt;br /&gt;"plzz 9adgeeny ma7ad bekoon hnaak...bass il laila..et3arfeen laish 3ad?" 5aled's voice was so tender she couldn't resist..&lt;br /&gt;"laish?" Maya asked in a soft voice with a smile on her face, she liked hearing him talk, she loved the way his voice would travel from her ear into her heart and soul, through her body, leaving her tingle.&lt;br /&gt;"l2na ilyoum is the day our life would change forever, or i hope so.." 5aled said happy and nervous at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;"laish? shbe9eer?" Maya started to think&lt;br /&gt;"wela shay.. inty bass ta3aaly il ma63am 9adgeeny you won't regret it.. ana a7ibich wa5aaf 3laich akthar min mat5aafeen 3la ro07ich, fa just trust me tonight ok?"&lt;br /&gt;Maya thought about it, she loved 5aled, she knew she was safe with him, but her parents.....&lt;br /&gt;Then she thought 5aled never begged her and insisted on something this much, there had to be something waiting for them...she wanted to know how their lives would change forever by going out with him for one night, 'maybe he was expressing the way he felt about her' she told herself... after considering her situation, she decided.......&lt;br /&gt;"ok...bass plz lets not be late 5aled, tara my parents are serious, they don't joke, i could literally be dead if someone i knew saw me.." Maya was cautious, she always was.&lt;br /&gt;"i know i know 7abeebty, now yalla badly, i'll be there in an hour.. plz don't be late.. you'll see it's worth it" 5aled said a smile crossed his face&lt;br /&gt;"ok darling.." Maya smiled at the thought of seeing him...it gave her butterflies in her stomach&lt;br /&gt;"bye"&lt;br /&gt;"bye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya took a shower as quickly as she could, dried her hair, put on some make up for the night, wore her black pencil skirt with her crispy white shirt that had a ribbon on the neck...it made her neck longer and her figure shapier, she settled on her black Russell&amp;amp;Broomley's high heels, kept her hair down, put on her diamond stud earings, wore her watch, a diamond tennis bracelet, took her handbag and left the house nervous and excited..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5aled on the other hand took a quick shower using his new sexy shower gel, wore his white neatly ironed thob, red '3itra, Gucci black slippers, silver watch, Tiffany cafflings, put on his favorite perfume The One by Dolce&amp;amp;Gabbana, left the house with a huge smile on his face and sparks in his eyes staring at the wrapped maroon box in his hands...he couldn't wait any longer.....he was dying to see her reaction...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-6678507771208624832?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/6678507771208624832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-diary-18.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/6678507771208624832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/6678507771208624832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-diary-18.html' title='My Diary (18)'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-7795769166569690618</id><published>2009-03-09T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T07:43:39.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary (17)</title><content type='html'>The week passed by with Maya next to 5aled's side.  She never let him out of her sight, she was always there taking care of him while his parents were still out of the country. &lt;br /&gt;They sat, they talked, laughed, ate, had a nice time.  Maya forgot all about the pain she felt when she thought she was losing him.  He made it all go away.&lt;br /&gt;"hello" said the dr. coming to check on 5aled, "how r u doing today?"&lt;br /&gt;"fine thanks" said 5aled with a smile on his face&lt;br /&gt;the dr. smiled at Maya, and she smiled back, blushing a little, sensing that the dr. sensed something between them.&lt;br /&gt;"u look good today, we'll let u go tomorrow morning" said the dr. with a wink&lt;br /&gt;"REALLY?" Maya jumped in, she was dying for him to leave the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;"yes.." smiled the dr.&lt;br /&gt;"thank god!" said 5aled with a big smile, looking at Maya, while the dr. found his way out.&lt;br /&gt;"did u hear that??" Maya went over to kiss the top of 5aled's head&lt;br /&gt;"yes i did ya b3d galby" he said as looked at her in the eyes, seeing his future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day&lt;br /&gt;Maya got up early that morning, rushed to the bathroom, took a shower, and changed her clothes into fresh new ones, put on some light make up, put a hairband on her hair, and left the house, dialling Lulwa's number&lt;br /&gt;"heeeyyyy" Maya said before Lulwa could even say hello&lt;br /&gt;"hii" Lulwa said in a tired voice&lt;br /&gt;"oh shit u're sleeping... i'm so sorry! i just wanted to tell u... 5aled's getting out of the hospital today, i'm really happy lulu, and sorry i haven't seen u around for long, i've just been so busy with him u know.." Maya felt happy, but guitly at the same time for ditching her friend... 'well, she understands' figured Maya&lt;br /&gt;"its okaaay hun! u go get ur man, and call me when u're done, dont worry about anything, luv u" Lulwa said, making her friend feel better&lt;br /&gt;"luv u too! byee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya reached the hospital as she realized she didn't have anything for breakfast.  She got out of the car, and literally ran to 5aled's room.  She froze for a second... 'where is he?!' she thought. &lt;br /&gt;His bed was neat and clean, his things were gone, he was gone.. no sign of him.&lt;br /&gt;Maya made her way to the door, confused...&lt;br /&gt;"where are u going pretty girl" his voice shot across the room, as he was walking out of the bathroom fully dressed, wearing jeans and a black Armani t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;Maya turned quickly and ran over to hug him&lt;br /&gt;"wooow..calm down there" 5aled said, laughing swooping her up&lt;br /&gt;"3baaly re7t 3any" Maya said with a shy smile&lt;br /&gt;"ana aroo7 3anich? ana aroo7 3an 7abeebat galby?" he said looking at her, kissing her cheek&lt;br /&gt;Maya couldn't stop smiling, her lips were smiling, her eyes were smiling, her heart was smiling, and her soul was smiling.&lt;br /&gt;She felt safe, she felt at home, she knew now and then, that 5aled was the one.&lt;br /&gt;"did u have breakfast?" 5aled asked, hoping she would say no so he could have breakfast with her&lt;br /&gt;"no" Maya was still smiling&lt;br /&gt;"then lets go have breakfast" he said as he took her hand and lead the way.&lt;br /&gt;As much as she wanted to keep holding his hand, Maya knew it was wrong, so she slipped her hand away from his and kept walking, he noticed, but didn't say anything, he wanted her to be herself, plus, he liked that she cared about what's right and wrong.&lt;br /&gt;They sat at the cafeteria of the hospital, oreder cheese sandwiches and milk tea, and sat on a small circle table.&lt;br /&gt;They sat facing each other, eating small bites, and looking at each other in between, and smiling. &lt;br /&gt;"Maya" 5aled's voice was deep, "inty t7ibeeny?"&lt;br /&gt;Maya blushed at the question, she did love him but it was hard for her to say it to him because she never said i love you before, she was never in love actually, 5aled was her first, and hopefully her last.  So she just nodded instead, avoiding his gaze.&lt;br /&gt;5aled knew this was too much for her, he wanted her to look at him in his eyes and say it, but he just let it go, he knew the time was coming.  Soon.&lt;br /&gt;"ana a7ibich, oo 7abaitech min awal ma shiftech" he looked straight into her eyes, making her blush, as he remembered the first time she blushed in front of him at the restaurant.  He wanted more memories, he wanted more.  He wanted a future with her, he wanted his whole life with her by his side, just like the previous days at the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;He was just about to say something when he saw her.  His ex.  Tahani.&lt;br /&gt;Maya saw him staring, so she turend to look at what he was looking at, and to her extreme shock, she saw Tahani, her so-called friend whom she took her fiance away from her.  At the sight of Tahani, Maya felt sick and nautious and disgusted with her self, and then the rush of mixed emotions from the past hard days, and Tahani and everything flew through her body like a huge flow of waves.  She wanted to get up, go back, erase what's happening.  The only thing that kept her at her place was the feeling she felt towards 5aled, just a glimpse of what she felt during the days when he was unconscious was enough to let her fight for 5aled, even if it meant losing Tahani.&lt;br /&gt;"Maya?" Tahani said, looking confused&lt;br /&gt;"hii Tahani" Maya mumbled in a low voice&lt;br /&gt;"what is she doing here?" Tahani asked 5aled, prepared for a fight&lt;br /&gt;"she was here with me, she's taking care of me, &lt;em&gt;'why do you care about her, we're not a couple anymore!'&lt;/em&gt; 5aled wanted to add  'she had to understand that' 5aled thought&lt;br /&gt;"oh" Tahani said dumbstruck, "i was just here to see you, i just heard about the accident, but it seems you're okay.. madarait i've been replaced" Tahani shot a look of rage at Maya, and left.&lt;br /&gt;"don't worry" 5aled whispered when Tahani was clearly gone.. "she has no right to do that"&lt;br /&gt;"yaa" Maya said softly, thinking about what just happend&lt;br /&gt;"you know that we only started when Tahani and i were done, right?" 5aled asked, trying to eas Maya's frustration&lt;br /&gt;"yes, but.."&lt;br /&gt;"and u do know that me and Tahani were never right for each other, right?" 5aled interrupted&lt;br /&gt;"yes, and.." Maya tried to finish, but 5aled interrupted her again&lt;br /&gt;"so then why all the frustration 7abeebty, 5ala9 e7na we're in love, let her accept that.  Everything is hard at first to adjust to.." 5aled said in a soft tone that eased Maya's mind.&lt;br /&gt;"ya u're right.." Maya thought about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya spent the day with Lulwa, after having breakfast with 5aled.  He went home to rest.  Every few hours Maya would call him and ask if he was okay or if he needed anything...&lt;br /&gt;He said he liked hearing her voice, and was glad they were working it out...&lt;br /&gt;He had a feeling Maya was it.&lt;br /&gt;And she had a feeling 5aled was her first and last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, when Maya got ready for bed, she tought about what 5aled said, and she agreed with him.. 'it's not like i stole him from her, we're not kids anymore.. he was the one who left her..i'm sorry for her, i honestly am, but what else can i do.. they weren't right for each other.. what was i supposed to do? and how could i control my feelings?...his feelings??...&lt;br /&gt;This all happend when they were over..when he broke up with her, and i still tried avoiding him... til when am i going to kill my feelings and happiness for others...' Maya thought to herself, and went to sleep thinking of 5aled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She woke up the next morning with a huge smile on her face...&lt;br /&gt;little did she know what was about to come from her so called "friend".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-7795769166569690618?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/7795769166569690618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-diary-17.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/7795769166569690618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/7795769166569690618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-diary-17.html' title='My Diary (17)'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-2277447205305423606</id><published>2009-03-06T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T05:31:31.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary (16)</title><content type='html'>Maya couldn't believe her eyes. She felt numb. It took her a few seconds to absorb what really happend.&lt;br /&gt;The nurse went to call the doctor, who came within a few seconds..&lt;br /&gt;"ilsalaam 3laikom" the dr. said smiling at Maya&lt;br /&gt;Maya was in total apathy, that she didn't return his greeting&lt;br /&gt;"lets have a look" continued the dr. as he was heading towards 5aled&lt;br /&gt;he checked his vital sigsn, his temperature, blood pressure, heart rate, checked his eyes with a flash light, and wrote something on his clipboard.&lt;br /&gt;5aled turned to face Maya, with a soft, tired smile on his face.&lt;br /&gt;"Maya?" 5aled whispered&lt;br /&gt;Maya just stood there, unable to show any emotion.&lt;br /&gt;"i'll be back later" said the dr. as he headed out the door&lt;br /&gt;"he should rest" said the nurse on her way out, as well.&lt;br /&gt;5aled smiled at Maya, looking deeply into her eyes, as he gestured for her to come closer&lt;br /&gt;Maya felt her heart literally go numb. She took a step closer to him. He looked at her, and she knew what that look meant, he was telling her to come closer by his eyes, and just looking at him, Maya understoon what he meant. So she took another few steps closer to him, until he held out his hand to her and she held it. She held it hard, she couldn't believe it was her 5aled, the one whom she thought would never wake up, the one whom she thought that she would never have. And there he was, in bed in front of her, holding her hand, with a smile on his face.&lt;br /&gt;"7abeebty" 5aled whispered, "ta3aly hnee", he took a deep breath, "next to me"..&lt;br /&gt;And to that, Maya sat on the chair next to his bed, put her head on his chest, and cried non stop. She broke down, she cried all the worry out, all the pain she felt for the past weeks, she cried the suffer she suffered, the loneliness she felt without him, she cried all her feelings out.&lt;br /&gt;He lay there, putting his hand over her head, touching her soft hair, with such tender.&lt;br /&gt;She sat there crying for another hour, with his arm covering her upper back.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, she was able to force herself to stop crying and talk to him, talk to her 5aled.&lt;br /&gt;"i'm sorry" Maya whispered, as she wiped her tears with her hands, 5aled took her hands in his, and looked deeply into her eyes, he didn't say anything, he just stared into her eyes for a long time. Maya felt as if he could see right through her, she felt naked, she felt exposed and transparent to him. He smiled at her, as she smiled back to him, he wiped the silent tears streaming once again, down her face by the tip of his fingers. Maya closed her eyes, squeezig them hardly, as he pulled her towards him..&lt;br /&gt;"i thought i'd lose u" Maya said through his chest&lt;br /&gt;"it's ok.. i'm here now" 5aled said, thankful to be back, with Maya in his arms...&lt;br /&gt;"i don't know what was i going to do without u" Maya mumbled through his chest&lt;br /&gt;"ssshh..its ok..sshh..i'm here now..i'm not going anywhere" 5aled comforted her&lt;br /&gt;"you promise?" Maya asked, pulling her head away from his chest to face him and look at his mesmorizing eyes that dazzled her.&lt;br /&gt;"i promise" 5aled kissed the top of her head..." this is the start of our future together"&lt;br /&gt;Maya calmed down, smiled at him and asked "really?"&lt;br /&gt;"yes 7abeebty"&lt;br /&gt;Maya kept smiling, she knew that after all the bad days and nights she had, the worry she felt, the lonliness, and fear that kept growing rapidly in her body like insects giving birth. She knew that after all this, happiness was bound to come..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-2277447205305423606?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/2277447205305423606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-diary-16.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/2277447205305423606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/2277447205305423606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-diary-16.html' title='My Diary (16)'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-9052358119819857800</id><published>2009-03-03T10:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T11:14:47.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary (15)</title><content type='html'>2 weeks later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Maya did these past two weeks was spend all the time she could afford by 5aled's side..&lt;br /&gt;His hospital room was the first and last place she would go to for every single day..&lt;br /&gt;She talked to him, told him stories about her childhood, wished he could hear her for one second, brought him food (although he couldn't eat, he was on a drip), she got him magazines, movies, cold beverages, shaving equipment, she bought him a men's perfume, a pair of jeans, and two tshirts from Zara..&lt;br /&gt;She made the cold, blue room feel like home.&lt;br /&gt;It broke her heart that his parents were out of the country and didn't know much about their son.  They were too busy running the family business..and 5aled was the victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya was sitting by 5aled's side, she came back there after her hair appointmet, she had it cut, she wanted a new look, for 5aled.&lt;br /&gt;She was covering his hand by her hands, talking to him, whispering to him about what she did that day, and how nice it would be for her to talk to him for real. &lt;br /&gt;She wanted desperately to show him her new hair cut, she loved him, she wanted him to see it, to notice it, most of all to like it.  Her patience was reaching more than her limit, she felt like she was drowning in her patience, gasping for air, to breathe again, but that only could happen if 5aled woke up.&lt;br /&gt;She held his hand tighter, squeezed it softly and kissed it with passion.  She looked at his closed eyes, rubbed his hair by her other hand, and smiled a broken smile.&lt;br /&gt;She wished he was concious again, she wished she could wake him up, she was willing to lose anything in gaining his concious back. she wanted him so badly nothing could help her anymore.  Lulwa couldn't comfort her anymore, no one could.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing she did anymore could make her forget about him or even take her mind off of him for a while..&lt;br /&gt;She thought about him constantly, he was the air she was breathing.&lt;br /&gt;She couldn't take it anymore.. she was patient for long, she couldn't handle it anymore, she wanted him, she wanted to scream to bring him back but she knew screaming won't do her good.. she was prepared to cut off her arm for him to return to her..&lt;br /&gt;She sat there crying her heart out, thinking about the day she met him, the day she saw him and fell imediately in love with him, she thought about how she never believed in love at first sight and that now she did.. because of him....because of 5aled.&lt;br /&gt;She cried and cried, uncontrolably, she felt as if she was about to black out, her body couldn't hold back the tears, and at the same time was too weak for them to come out..&lt;br /&gt;She felt totally lost..&lt;br /&gt;She felt worthless..&lt;br /&gt;She felt weak..&lt;br /&gt;She felt sorry..&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to die..&lt;br /&gt;The pain was too much, she couldn't bare it any longer, she was desperate for it to go away, but that would only happen when 5aled woke up, and she knew that might not happen anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;"What would i do without u??" Maya said in between her sobs, crying uncontrolably, gasping for air.&lt;br /&gt;Her heart couldn't take it any longer, her mind couldn't think straight anymore, her body was too weak to function, her sole was too lost to find its way back..&lt;br /&gt;She lost hope.&lt;br /&gt;'im not in a movie' she thought, 'he's never going to wake up'&lt;br /&gt;And she cried harder, feeling useless...&lt;br /&gt;Every second passed was like an eternity to her..&lt;br /&gt;The pain never went away, it was like a knife was stabbed in her heart..&lt;br /&gt;It was a mixture of pain, worry, and regret.&lt;br /&gt;She put her head down, next to him on the bed, her arms over her head, crying like a new baby born, nothing was able to stop her from crying..&lt;br /&gt;He was her only remedy..&lt;br /&gt;She continued crying...........until she felt something...&lt;br /&gt;She raised her head up, opening her swollen eyes, to see something she never thought possible, something she never thought would happen...&lt;br /&gt;Maya froze...&lt;br /&gt;'im imagining this' she told herself as she was about to put her head down again, holding his hand this time..&lt;br /&gt;She felt it, again..&lt;br /&gt;She felt him squeeze her hand back..&lt;br /&gt;'im dreaming' she thought.. 'this's too good to be true'&lt;br /&gt;She started breathing harder, as the nurse came in..&lt;br /&gt;The nurse checked his pulse, blood pressure, temperature and heartrate, and some other stuff Maya didn't know what it was for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look!" the nurse said with a smile, almost screaming&lt;br /&gt;Maya saw what the nurse was all happy about, but she didn't want to put her hopes up again, incase she was dreaming..&lt;br /&gt;"It looks like our patient is awake..." the nurse smiled, looking at Maya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-9052358119819857800?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/9052358119819857800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-diary-15.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/9052358119819857800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/9052358119819857800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-diary-15.html' title='My Diary (15)'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-3311576580992556983</id><published>2009-03-01T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T13:03:39.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JOKES ;p</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAHA READ THIS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sar3XgYbQfI/AAAAAAAAABg/6BCrCwVj1Sw/s1600-h/joke+ii.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308327094010986994" style="DISPLAY: block; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XXX;*&lt;/strong&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/1567054790293054979-3311576580992556983?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/3311576580992556983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/03/jokes-p.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/3311576580992556983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/3311576580992556983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/03/jokes-p.html' title='JOKES ;p'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sar3XgYbQfI/AAAAAAAAABg/6BCrCwVj1Sw/s72-c/joke+ii.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-2611394148889460763</id><published>2009-03-01T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T11:32:59.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another FUNNY VIDEO! ;p  xxx;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; 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AND I LOVE HIM!" Maya said between her sobs..&lt;br /&gt;"smila 3laih Maya, he'll be fine, it's just a matter of time, u'll see" Lulwa said hopefully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sat in the hospital for another hour..&lt;br /&gt;Maya didn't want to go inside and see him in the state he was in, she couldn't bare it...&lt;br /&gt;It was too much for her.&lt;br /&gt;After a while, when the nurse gave them permission to see 5aled for only 5 minutes, not more, they agreed on Lulwa going and checking on him, because still it was too much for Maya to see the one she loved silently, laying down on the hospital bed, with the drip on his hand, and unconcious, and unaware of what's going on around him.&lt;br /&gt;She was too terrified and scared to see him like that.&lt;br /&gt;Lulwa's heart started pounding harder, she was nervous herself..&lt;br /&gt;As she went it, she saw the tall, handsome 5aled they once knew, unconcious, filled with bruises, the drip on his hand, sleeping quietly, unaware of what's going on around him..&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, Lulwa knew that if Maya was the one who saw him like that, she would fall into pieces..&lt;br /&gt;Lulwa's eyes watered, but she forced herself to look strong, just for Maya's sake..&lt;br /&gt;"alla yshaafeek wegaweek weraje3lak 9i7etik inshalla" Lulwa whispered.&lt;br /&gt;The room was quiet and cold, nothing but the heart rate machine beeping (tootootoo).&lt;br /&gt;'poor maya' Lulwa thought as she headed out the door&lt;br /&gt;"how is he??" Maya asked full of concern&lt;br /&gt;"he's ok maya sweetheart..come on lets go home..he'll be better tomorrow.." Lulwa predicted&lt;br /&gt;Maya couldn't stop herself from crying some more, everytime she thought she couldn't cry anymore, that her eyes didn't have any more tears left, she cried again..and again..and again..&lt;br /&gt;She cried the whole way until she reached home...&lt;br /&gt;She didn't want this to happen.. she wished things were different..now she REALLY wanted him, she wanted him to be hers, forever..She didn't care what the consecquences were this time, she just wanted 5aled in her life..!! And now it was probably too late..&lt;br /&gt;"Lulu can u plz sleep over" Maya pleaded, she didn't want to be alone that night, she was still in shock, and she was still scared and terrified&lt;br /&gt;"sure love, i will, just gimmie pyjamas to borrow" Lulwa smiled softly at her sad friend&lt;br /&gt;"sure" Maya forced a smile, but it only came out as a half smile with no sparks in her eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya lay in her bed that night, and Lulwa in the folding bed.  They stayed awake for hours just thinking, and then it occurred to Lulwa, 'what about Tahani? Does she know about 5aled's accident?'&lt;br /&gt;Lulwa didn't want to put pressure on Maya, she had enough on her plate..&lt;br /&gt;'She doesn't need to know.." Lulwa concluded, 'it's easier for Maya that way'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya woke up early that morning, she didn't want to sleep any longer, she just wanted to be at the hospital, by 5aled's side..&lt;br /&gt;She felt a sick feeling in her stomach, like someone just puncehd her, at the thought of 5aled and how no one know's when he'll recover, or if he ever will..&lt;br /&gt;'he will, he will..' Maya told herself, just to keep herself sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got up, took a hot shower, scrubbed her body hard from the remainder of yesterday, dried her hair, got dressed and wrote a short note to Lulwa that she would be in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;She left to the car, without her handbag, no makeup, nothing, she didn't even have breakfast, she was too occupied thinking about 5aled and the accident..&lt;br /&gt;She still felt like crying, but she did't want to cry because she had a feeling he would recover, and soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, she had hope, she had a glimpse of faith, she knew that she had to think positive at times like these, negative thinking didn't help at all, if so it only makes things worse.&lt;br /&gt;On her way to visit 5aled, she bought a red rose from the small flower shop in the hospital, and then she headed straight to his recovery room..&lt;br /&gt;"Bism allah alra7man ilra7eem" Maya whispered as she opened the door knob..&lt;br /&gt;There he was, the guy who made her fall in love with him from the moment she laid eyes on him, the guy who made her heart beat fast and stop at the same time, the guy who made her knees tremble, the guy who made her feel something knew, the guy who made her feel love for the very first time.  5aled, her 5aled.&lt;br /&gt;He was laying there, still unconcious, unaware that the one he loves was right beside him.&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to cry....but she didn't, she forced herself to be strong, he needed someone strong by his side..&lt;br /&gt;She put the red rose she bought in a glass, and filled it with water, and put it on the side table next to him.. she wanted him to feel her presence, even if he was uncouncious... but how??&lt;br /&gt;Maya pulled a chair next to him on the bed, sat on it and held is cold hand, she kissed it softly, held his hand with both her hands, and smiled at him..&lt;br /&gt;She smiled at him and he couldn't see her, he didn't even know she was there..&lt;br /&gt;"5aled" Maya whispered with tears clouding her eyes..&lt;br /&gt;"5aled..5aloody..ana Maya" she hoped against hope that he would hear her, but he didn't, he couldn't.  Not in the state he was in, he was severely injured.&lt;br /&gt;"et3arf laish ana hnee?" Maya stopped, waiting for an effect.....&lt;br /&gt;But nothing.&lt;br /&gt;"i'm here for u, i'm here cuz i wanna be next to u 5aled..i'm sorry i didn't give u a chance, i was wrong...i could've lost you in a split second, and i didn't know that.. i wana be yours, 5la9 i made my choice, i don't care about what people think, i don't care what Tahani will feel, i have feelings too, and i want u, only u.." Maya poured her heart out to him while, tears were falling against her soft pink cheecks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was there for two hours, talking to him, pouring her heart out to him, telling him what she always wanted to tell him.  She told him how he made her feel, as she smiled at the thought of the way he looked at her at Tahani's party...&lt;br /&gt;She missed him so badly, she missed his voice the most... she just wanted him to say just one word, to hear his voice again.. but that was impossible.&lt;br /&gt;If only she knew, she would have recorded his comforting voice and listen to it when she needed him the most.&lt;br /&gt;Her insides were shattered, she was too weak to even think.  All she wanted was 5aled to wake up, she wanted him back, she didn't want to wait, she already waited a day and it felt like a year had passed, how was she going to cope with the lonely coming days, until he woke up...&lt;br /&gt;If he woke up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-7056813203762885001?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/7056813203762885001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-diary-14.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/7056813203762885001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/7056813203762885001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-diary-14.html' title='My Diary (14)'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-7596826152831352933</id><published>2009-02-28T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T08:03:13.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary (13)</title><content type='html'>Maya didn't know what to do...she didn't know where he was exactly!!&lt;br /&gt;'omg it's all my fault..' she told herself as tears started streaming down her eyes..&lt;br /&gt;'omg omg omg.. i want him, i want him, plz god don't let anything happen to him..plz god.. i swear if he's fine i'll pray an extra rak3itain with every prayer for the rest of my life' Maya was crying hysterically now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lulwa was just about to go to bed when...&lt;br /&gt;Incoming call: Maya&lt;br /&gt;"Aloo hiii" Lulwa said cheerfully, she had good news to tell Maya about herself, she hoped Maya would call, she wanted to tell her the piece of news herself&lt;br /&gt;"Luuuhoooluuu" Maya sobbed uncontrollably&lt;br /&gt;"MAYA SHFEECH?" Lulwa's heart dropped til her feet...&lt;br /&gt;"5ALED HAD AN ACCIDENT..MA3ARF WAIN WADOOH..HE WAS TALKING TO ME AND I HEARD HIM CRASH...ABEE AROO7 LAH ILMUSTASHFAA LULU..BASS MA3ARF WHICH HOSPITAL" Maya said between her sobs, she couldn't control herself from screaming on the phone. (U know the feeling u get, when u know if u talk it'll come out as a cry but u force urself to talk and then it comes out as a scream and u cry without stopping?..yeah that.)&lt;br /&gt;"Maya maya smila 3laich.. 9aly 3l niby, i'm coming over right now! i promise we'll find him..Bahrain is small it's easy to find someone i promise.. yalla i'm coming" Lulwa tried to comfort Maya while she panicked...&lt;br /&gt;"HOW R WE GONNA FIND HIM? i want him i want him 5la9 i'll be with him.." Maya whispered her last words..&lt;br /&gt;"i'm gonna find him, trust me, now get dressed we'll go to the hospital" Lulwa ordered&lt;br /&gt;'how r we gona do that' Lulwa thought to herself as she dressed quickly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya did as she was told, she pulled out a pair of jeans and a lose t-shirt without even looking..&lt;br /&gt;She was still crying..her eyes were full of tears that blurred her sight.&lt;br /&gt;'i want him..what am i going to do without him' Maya cried harder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within 10 minutes, Lulwa reached Maya's house.. Maya quickly got into the car, and fastened her seatbelt..&lt;br /&gt;"did u find him??" Maya cried, looking worriedly at Lulwa&lt;br /&gt;"yes i did babe, he's at the BDF hospital, we're going over there" Lulwa smiled softly at Maya.. "apparently he was in Riffa when the accident happened.."&lt;br /&gt;"is he okay??" Maya asked terrified&lt;br /&gt;"i duno sweety..they couldn't give me that information, they told me i had to be a memeber of the family in order for them to tell me anything about him.." Lulwa said apologetically&lt;br /&gt;"inshalla mafee shayy" Maya sobbed harder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They parked their car, got down, and headed to the main enterance..&lt;br /&gt;They asked for directions, until they found their way...to the emergency section.&lt;br /&gt;Doctors were walking around, people with severe injuries were just brought in, mothers crying..&lt;br /&gt;It was a busy place, they didn't know who to ask about 5aled..&lt;br /&gt;They saw a nurse, went over to her and asked her..&lt;br /&gt;"excuse me, do you know where 5aled al- is, they said he's here" Lulwa asked the nurse&lt;br /&gt;"are u a member of the family?" asked the nurse..&lt;br /&gt;"yes, she's his fiance" Lulwa said pointing at Maya, "and i'm his cousin, his parents are out of town for the day" Lulwa said, trying to act normal&lt;br /&gt;"yes, actually i'm his nurse, he's still in the operating room, he'll be out most probably in an hour.." said the nurse, sympathetically&lt;br /&gt;Maya felt as if she was going to fall to the ground, she felt her knees trembling, and her heart beating so fast she couldn't even feel it beating..&lt;br /&gt;"it's okay.. Lulwa touched Maya's arm, "come lets sit and wait"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya kept sobbing non-stop....&lt;br /&gt;It was then and there Maya decided that she'll give him a chance, she wanted him, she couldn't act as if she didn't care about him anymore.. 'Life's too short' she thought.. 'what if something happens to him, i swear i wont forgive myself'&lt;br /&gt;'what have i done?' Maya kept thinking 'why didn't i give him a chance..i love him.. i want him.. plz god i can't handle it if anything happens to him' Maya started sobbing again..&lt;br /&gt;It was times like these, when u think u'll lose someone that u want them the most..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya kept sobbing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 and a half hour later&lt;br /&gt;It seemed to Maya like 10 hours passed&lt;br /&gt;The doctor came over to Maya and Lulwa with a nervous smile..&lt;br /&gt;"e7m.." the doctor cleared his throat "&lt;br /&gt;"dr. is everything ok??" Lulwa asked, as Maya kept crying quietly&lt;br /&gt;"there's some good news, and some bad news.." the dr. started&lt;br /&gt;Maya's heart stopped and she sobbed loudly&lt;br /&gt;"what is it dr?" Lulwa asked worried about what he was going to say&lt;br /&gt;"he's out of the operation, he will recover soon.." the dr. began, "but we don't know how long it will take him to recover.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-7596826152831352933?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/7596826152831352933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-diary-13.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/7596826152831352933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/7596826152831352933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-diary-13.html' title='My Diary (13)'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-4184664997973038409</id><published>2009-02-26T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T07:28:40.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary (12)</title><content type='html'>Maya felt horrible that night, she couldn't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;She sat there lying in her bed, her heart torn apart...&lt;br /&gt;She pittied Tahani, but still admired 5aled...how could she fix this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early that morning, Maya's phone rang, she was still in bed while she picked it up..&lt;br /&gt;"Aloo" she said in a sleepy voice&lt;br /&gt;"Maya" he said&lt;br /&gt;her heart stopped..&lt;br /&gt;it was him...&lt;br /&gt;it was his deep voice...&lt;br /&gt;"um n3am?" Maya said, sitting up straight on her bed, feeling nervous&lt;br /&gt;"abee akalmij..fe shy abee agoolaj eyaah" 5aled said nervously&lt;br /&gt;"uuh 5air? tfa'9al" Maya was being as professional as possible&lt;br /&gt;"Maya......" 5aled began, as her heart started flipping, "ana enfe9alt 3an Tahani"&lt;br /&gt;"laish?" asked Maya innocently&lt;br /&gt;"l2ny abeech inty"&lt;br /&gt;Maya didn't know what to say...she kept quiet.. so he continued..&lt;br /&gt;"il9araa7a, inty mo il sebab il wa7eed..wayed ashyaa2..bass plz..momkin abtidy akalmij?" 5aled's intentions were not to play around, he really wanted to settle down....but with the right woman.&lt;br /&gt;"um madry 5aled, ya3ny Tahani's my friend.. i couldn't do that to her..." Maya was considerate&lt;br /&gt;"u won't do anything to her...there's nothing wrong with it.. i ended things with her...mafeeha shay.. ya3ny i can't be with someone else?...someone i like?...someone i fell in love with from the first time i saw her?"&lt;br /&gt;Maya stopped breathing, she wanted to hear his every word, she wanted to make sure she wasn't dreaming...&lt;br /&gt;she sat there smiling....feeling something she never felt before... everytime he first spoke she felt a jolt in her heart...it was a nice feeling...&lt;br /&gt;it's called love...&lt;br /&gt;Maya took a deep breath, while she thought about it.. 'it's true, he did end things with her' she thought...'why not give him a chance?  i really want to.. i really like him...'&lt;br /&gt;"no 5aled, im sorry" Maya said regretfully..&lt;br /&gt;"plz think about it Maya, u're not doing anything wrong....plzz..for me" he begged&lt;br /&gt;he wanted her so badly...he just knew she was the right one for him...&lt;br /&gt;he knew she'd agree eventually...&lt;br /&gt;Tears beggan dropping on her face, while she hung up...&lt;br /&gt;she wanted him, she wanted to be with him, she dreamed about him......but she couldn't do that to Tahani...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks passed by with no message, no phone call from 5aled..&lt;br /&gt;'i wonder if he's just giving me space, or doesn't want me anymore' Maya thought to herself...&lt;br /&gt;she was in touch with Tahani, for the last two weeks...&lt;br /&gt;Tahani was always crying, felt down, stayed at home, watched tv, and slept...she didn't do much.. always just called Maya for comfort, they talked in the phone, Maya trying to make her feel better...although nothing could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Maya stepped out of the shower, that night, her phone rang...she went to pick it up.&lt;br /&gt;"Maya" 5aled said in a sad voice..&lt;br /&gt;"5aled" Maya said his name shyly&lt;br /&gt;"fakarty fil maw'9oo3?" he asked curiously.."abeej walla abeej"&lt;br /&gt;"5aled walla may9eer..Tahani refeejty..magdar" Maya stook to her decision..she was convinced it was the right thing to do..&lt;br /&gt;"ana yayaj ilbait" he said in a bubbly voice&lt;br /&gt;"laa2! 5aled laa2! shino baitna? may9eer omy oo oboy fil bait..."Maya got nervouse&lt;br /&gt;"imbalaanabayiybaitkomba56ibijminobooch" he mumbled, he said it all in one word&lt;br /&gt;"where r u?" Maya asked&lt;br /&gt;"filsayaara" he said in a husky voice&lt;br /&gt;she heard him sip something&lt;br /&gt;"are u drinking?" Maya became worried, she disapproved of drinking&lt;br /&gt;"ya...u know why?...cuz i'm in love..and the one i love..." he went quiet..&lt;br /&gt;Maya heard a loud crash...&lt;br /&gt;"................"silence&lt;br /&gt;Maya's heart froze!&lt;br /&gt;"5ALED??" Maya yelled into the phone "5ALED?? 5AAALED? DO U HEAR ME??" Maya almost screamed..&lt;br /&gt;"................"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few seconds later, Maya heard the siren of an ambulance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-4184664997973038409?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/4184664997973038409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-diary-12.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/4184664997973038409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/4184664997973038409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-diary-12.html' title='My Diary (12)'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-2109561632983453056</id><published>2009-02-26T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T06:41:03.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FACEBOOK -funny video (must see!!!) ;p</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACEBOOK NEWS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;This is soooo funny!! 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If the sun shuts down and decided not to shine no more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would still have you, baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If we see the last day and they say we gotta go to war&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll be fighting with you, baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuz I know if I'm falling, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you won't let me hit the ground&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If the boat is sinking,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know you won't let me drown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;-Us Against the World -Christina Millian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worth all the long nights dreaming of forever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someday we will be together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know it will have been so worth the wait&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Worth the wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;-Worth the wait -Jordin Sparks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everywhere I'm looking now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm surrounded by your embrace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby I can see your halo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know you're my saving grace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're everything I need and more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's written all over your face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby I can feel your halo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pray it won't fade away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Halo -Beyonce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663333;"&gt;I wanna spend my nights and days between your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663333;"&gt;Every day breathing your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663333;"&gt;And even in my dreams I wanna be kissing your lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663333;"&gt;Baby, breathing your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;Breathing your love -Darrin ft. KatDeluna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Turn the lights down low&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take it off&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let me show&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My love for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Insatiable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Turn me on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never stop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wanna taste &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;every drop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My love for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Insatiable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Instatiable -Darren Hayes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xxx;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-2280720850424986215?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/2280720850424986215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-my-beloved-one-u-knw-who-u-r.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/2280720850424986215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/2280720850424986215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-my-beloved-one-u-knw-who-u-r.html' title='To My Beloved One;* (u knw who u r)'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-289720114665784586</id><published>2009-02-25T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T07:02:50.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary (11)</title><content type='html'>Tahani was so excited to see 5aled, she couldn't believe he called and asked to see her.  He stopped doing that in a long time.  'Things are going to get better' she thought as she got dressed.  She chose her Bebe silk flower top, with a black tight skinny jeans, Sergio Rossi high heel sandals, put on eyeliner, eyeshadow (she made extra effort with her makeup this evening) glittery lipgloss, pink blush (that suits her skin tone well), she wore a necklace that 5aled gave her as an engagement present as soon as they got engaged, (other than her ring of course), diamond stud earings, and her Van Cleef and Arples watch.  She took her Hermes bag from the side of her dressing table, put on her favorite perfume (Miracle, Lancome) and left the house.&lt;br /&gt;'I'm going to give him a chance, akeed ohwa 7ass fe nafsa ina he was too harsh with me the last couple of weeks, akeed mit2asif' she smiled to herself as she turned on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;'i'll start with him a new start, i'll be a new person...' she kept thinking, 'i'll make him happy'....&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;5aled reached Zoe's, and saw Tahani's car parked outside, it was 8:10pm which means he was 10 minutes late (as usual).  His heart started to beat faster, he took a deep breath and entered the restaurant. 'I have to do this' he told himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes later, they ordered their meal and drinks (without starters), and stared at each other. &lt;br /&gt;"Tahani" 5aled began&lt;br /&gt;"na3am 7abeeby" Tahani smiled&lt;br /&gt;'this was a first' he thought 'what's gotten into her, she never called me 7abeeby'&lt;br /&gt;"fe maw'9oo3 abee akalmich feeh...'this is harder than i thought' he thought to himself&lt;br /&gt;"aamer, gool 5aloody, sh3indak" Tahani looke deep into his eyes&lt;br /&gt;"e7m" 5aled cleared his throat, playing for time..he wished there was another way he could do this, but there wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;"inty mestaansa? m3aay, m3a ilmustaqbal ily ben3eesh feeh?" 5aled said carefully&lt;br /&gt;"ee 7abeeby i am, laish tes2al?" Tahani didn't see that coming&lt;br /&gt;"...."5aled kept quiet looking down at the table&lt;br /&gt;"i know ena e7na we're not the best, lovey dovey couple, bass we'll work it out, don't worry"&lt;br /&gt;Tahani looked at him, smiling softly&lt;br /&gt;5aled kept looking down, he couldn't look her in the eye, at least for now&lt;br /&gt;"il maw'9oo3 ily kint abee akalmich feeh, ohwa 3any ana" 5aled started&lt;br /&gt;Tahani looked confused...she didn't know what was coming next, she didn't know what to expect, whether it was something good, or bad...&lt;br /&gt;"ana min il bidaaya il9araa7a ma kint mertaa7, mo minich inty, bass madry..fe shay baina naage9" 5aled sighed..."mat7eseen?" he said it in a way that told her this was the end, there's no turning back..&lt;br /&gt;Tahani was shocked, she went cold......&lt;br /&gt;She wished she was in a bad dream and would wake up in any minute.  But she wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;Her mouth went dry, her eyes started to water, and still she couldn't say anything...&lt;br /&gt;Now she knew where this was going...&lt;br /&gt;She wanted him to stop before things got worse, before he broke her heart, but it was too late, her heart already cracked...&lt;br /&gt;She sat there, waiting for the worst to come...&lt;br /&gt;"ana agool mane9la7 7ag ba3a'9 Tahani..face it, we're not in love" 5aled knew he was being too harsh on her, but this was hard on him as well..&lt;br /&gt;Tahani felt his last words hit her like a bomb..&lt;br /&gt;She didn't want to cry in front of all the people at Zoe's, she didn't want to make a scene, but she felt like she was going to explode, she wanted to curl up in her bed, cry her eyes out and go to sleep..so she got up, fighting back her tears, looked at him one last look that broke his heart as well, and walked out of there without even finishing her food.&lt;br /&gt;5aled didn't want things to end with her that way, but he felt that he had to...he wanted to live his life the right way, to the fullest extent... and he knew Tahani would thank him one day, because she deserved better..and so did he. &lt;br /&gt;He wanted to be happy, he wanted to be by her side, he wanted to be with her, and that's how he was going to be happy.  This was what his life should've been like a long time ago.  With Maya in it.  He was with the wrong person for a long time, as far as he can remember, and that was going to change.&lt;br /&gt;5aled forced himself to finish his food, since he was in a restaurant.  He knew what he did was right, maybe the wrong way, but right.  For both of them, one day Tahani would understand.&lt;br /&gt;He sat there, drinking his coffee after his meal, (he needed caffiene, he had a strong headache)thinking about how to get her.  'Now that Tahani wasn't in the picture, surely she'd agree to be with me..right?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahani ran up to her room, tears streaming down her face, kicked off her heels, threw her handbag on the floor, changed furiously almost ruining her silk top, wore hey pj's and jumped into bed, covering her face with her blanket and crying and crying and crying.&lt;br /&gt;She cried for hours, just thinking about him and what he said, and that she's no longer his fiance anymore...that he hurt her when she was willing to change herself and put up a lot of his unpleasant behaviour just to make him happy...&lt;br /&gt;she replayed the conversation they had over and over again in her mind, and each time she remembered his last words "face it we're not in love" she cried even harder....&lt;br /&gt;3 and a half hours of non stop crying, she picked up her fone and dialled her number.&lt;br /&gt;She needed to talk to her, she needed to tell her what happened....most of all, she needed her friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incoming call: Tahani&lt;br /&gt;"aloo" Maya said in a lazy voice, she was in bed, she wanted to sleep early that night since she was going to have breakfast at her aunty's house&lt;br /&gt;"alo..ooo...oo..hoo.."Tahani sobbed&lt;br /&gt;"omg Tahani wha'ts wrong?" Maya sat straight up in her bed, opening the lamp beside her&lt;br /&gt;"hee...he...b...b...brokeupwithmeeee" Tahani kept sobbing, her words were blurred by her crying but Maya managed to understand what she was saying&lt;br /&gt;"omg Tahani babe i'm so sorry...do u need me to come over?" Maya felt torn between being sad for her friend, and happy for herself.  (She knew what this meant...)&lt;br /&gt;"Tahani plz lat9ee7een....i'll come over tomorrow, you can tell me what happend" Maya tried comforting her friend...&lt;br /&gt;Tahani kept sobbing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya couldn't help it, she cried silently as she listened to her friend talk about her life falling apart and her future breaking into tiny pieces...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-289720114665784586?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/289720114665784586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-diary-11.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/289720114665784586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/289720114665784586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-diary-11.html' title='My Diary (11)'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-2961836758633366076</id><published>2009-02-25T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T05:38:12.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary (10)</title><content type='html'>Lulwa felt bad that night, did she have the right to go talk to 5aled behind Maya's back?&lt;br /&gt;But she couldn't let her friend do the biggest mistake in her life...someone had to stand up, and so she did!&lt;br /&gt;'if Maya finds out, she woud be mad at me in the beginning but she'll know later on that i meant no harm' Lulwa thought to herself.. so she decided not to tell Maya anything about the conversation she had with 5aled..&lt;br /&gt;She did what she thought was right, and the rest is to them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5aled wore his thob and red '3itra, took his car keys then left the house.  He had to do this, he just had to..Maya happening to him was a wake up call, it made him realize that life's too short to live a lie, plus Tahani didn't deserve that..she deserved to be truly happy with someone who loved her, and so did he..&lt;br /&gt;The feeling he had, when he saw Maya at Tahani's party, was too powerful to control...it was stronger than the force of nature..&lt;br /&gt;He never felt that way around Tahani...he didn't know why, she was beautiful, sweet, kind to him, but there was something about her that was missing.  She could never make him feel what he felt towards Maya.  He knew Maya felt the same way about him from the look on her face whenever she sees him, and not starting a relationship with him because of Tahani, made Maya an angel to him..He fell deeper knowing that she wouldn't hurt anyone, and that she would sacrifice her own happiness for her friend's sake...&lt;br /&gt;He wanted Tahani out of his life, he did so a long time ago, but he put up with her because he thought this was his fate, he didn't know that life could be more interesting until Maya, so now he's going to talk to Tahani and end things with her, and be with the one who made him fall in love for once in his life, who dazzled him, who made him think about her 24/7, who made him smile in his sleep, the girl who changed his life.  Maya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-2961836758633366076?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/2961836758633366076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-diary-10.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/2961836758633366076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/2961836758633366076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-diary-10.html' title='My Diary (10)'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-2484704417031835317</id><published>2009-02-25T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T02:58:59.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary (9)</title><content type='html'>The more Maya didn't answer his calls, the more he wanted her..... the more she didn't let him in, the more he tried, and so the more he became distant with Tahani.&lt;br /&gt;Maya didn't know what was going on with Tahani and 5aled lately, the last time she heard about Tahani was last week at Nino's..&lt;br /&gt;She wondered why Tahani never called again to tell her what was going on, but she didn't have the courage to call her herself, so Maya kept things this way.&lt;br /&gt;She did her own things, occupying herself, trying to focus on other things so that she could take her mind off 5aled.&lt;br /&gt;She told Lulwa about it..Lulwa knew her friend too well, she knew that if 5aled kept on doing what he does, eventually he will get what he wants, she knew Maya was too fragile to be strong and stick to a hard decision like that...'i have to do something' Lulwa thought as Maya went on about how hard it is for her to ignore his calls and never answer his messages..&lt;br /&gt;Little did they know.....&lt;br /&gt;5aled loved a girl he couldn't get, but that doesn't mean he just wants to screw around with her, he already fell in love with her, and Maya pulling herself away from him like that, only made him fall deeer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahani, on the other hand, was miserable, she didn't know what to do.  She doesn't even have a clue about 5aled's personaily changing so much with her, she saw him act the same with his family, old friends, everyone but her.&lt;br /&gt;'WHY' she would think, as she cries herself to sleep...'what did i do to deserve this? did i drive him away?' she couldn't help but wonder if it was her fault for him to act this way.&lt;br /&gt;'He doesn't love me' she would repeat over and over to herself...she was so hurt, she couldn't even talk to the one girl she trusted the most, the one girl who she confessed to, the one girl she considered as a true friend, Maya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya was in the bathroom, while her phone beeped...&lt;br /&gt;1 message received: Khaled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aby akalmij&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lulwa quickly saved his number in her phonebook, and dropped the phone to where it was..&lt;br /&gt;Maya got out of the bathroom, she saw Lulwa's face, she knew something was up..&lt;br /&gt;"shfeech?" Maya asked, wondering what could've happened&lt;br /&gt;"6arash laj message" Lulwa pointed at Maya's phone&lt;br /&gt;Maya literally ran to check her phone..&lt;br /&gt;"Lulu ma3arf shasawy...bamoot 7addy abeeeh.. tara i know this sounds too soon bass a7iba" Maya said sadly, confused not knowing what to do&lt;br /&gt;"Maya, ya 7abeebty, sm3eeny... low ohwa ma kaan 5a6ib, chan he's urs akeed..bass ohwa 5a6ib Maya" Lulwa said in a sweet voice, "5a6ib our friend..."&lt;br /&gt;"a3arf, a3arf..." Maya mumbled sadly, "this is what's backing me off from him, otherwise we would be.." Maya stopped at the thought of them being together, how nice would it be to have someone you love, who loved you back, without being told.&lt;br /&gt;"i know.. bass inshalla alla be3aw'9ech oo u'll forget him, and find a new love, that u CAN have" Lulwa smiled making Maya laugh lightly..&lt;br /&gt;Maya was thankful she had Lulwa, she would be lost without her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile....&lt;br /&gt;After Lulwa got home from Maya's house, she took out her mobile phone from her bag, and dialled his number.&lt;br /&gt;"Aloo" 5aled said tiredly&lt;br /&gt;"aloo, 5aled?" Lulwa said in a serious tone&lt;br /&gt;"na3am...min m3ay?" 5aled asked&lt;br /&gt;"ana Lulwa, rfeejat Maya"&lt;br /&gt;5aled froze&lt;br /&gt;"plz 5aled, u have to stop what u're doing.. u're breaking two people's heart at the same time, ur fiance's and my friend's.. plz don't do anything foolish that u'll regret later.."&lt;br /&gt;"i..i.." 5aled started but was cut off with Lulwa's speech&lt;br /&gt;"Maya's a fragile girl, she's not strong, she's weak, she can't fight that long, i know her! more than anyone!... u have to think wisely about this, from every angle, it's not a game u know... the matter is serious... ther are people involved in this, there are hearts that are going to break.. don't be selfish and think about ur feelings and needs, think about others... think about Tahani!" Lulwa's voice was getting higher as she tried her best to controll her anger.&lt;br /&gt;"Lulwa inty 3baalich ana al3ab? 3baalij ana yaahil? mat3arfeen shkithir ana mfakir bil maw'9oo3?! min youm chift-ha wana metwale3 feeha..i fell out of something and into something new when i first laid my eyes on her..." 5aled said desperately&lt;br /&gt;"do u think Maya's going to make u leave Tahani, just for her? NO!" Lulwa's temper was getting higher&lt;br /&gt;"who said i'm going to leave Tahani for her, i already decided i'm ending things with Tahani! i should've done that a long time ago!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-2484704417031835317?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/2484704417031835317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-diary-9.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/2484704417031835317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/2484704417031835317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-diary-9.html' title='My Diary (9)'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-5657921492166486012</id><published>2009-02-24T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T12:30:31.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary (8)</title><content type='html'>'what the hell...' Maya thought to herself, acting all nice and calm in front of Tahani.  She didn't want Tahani to find out about the message, after all he was her fiance!&lt;br /&gt;Maya wanted to reply to that message so bad, but of course she didn't dare to in front of Tahani, incase she asked who it was..&lt;br /&gt;They said their goodbyes, Tahani left to her car with a smile on her face, happy again, that she's going to work things out with 5aled, and grateful for her friend, who helped her with one of the hardest moments of her life.&lt;br /&gt;Maya headed back home, thinking about Tahani, and how she opened up to her, how she trusted her, and it killed her to think that she was falling for 5aled, whether she wanted to or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya reached home, headed up to her room to take a nap.  She needed some time to think of what she's going to do next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 message received: 3965...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maya, momkin?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya didn't know what to do.. she wanted to know what he wanted to say..and where he got her number from.............but she couldn't.  Not to her friend, not to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;She forced herself to take a nap...&lt;br /&gt;2 hours later, she woke up washed her face, and checked her phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 messages received:&lt;br /&gt;1 message: 3965...&lt;br /&gt;1 message: 3965...&lt;br /&gt;1 message: Tahani&lt;br /&gt;'oh god' Maya thought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3965...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maya, plz there's something i need to explain to u..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3965...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not going to stop u know.. plz answer me back, u won't regret this..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7abeebty maya, thnxx for 2day, u made me find hope again.. luv u xoxo :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya took a deep breath... she didn't know what to do anymore.. she wanted this to be a bad dream, but it wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't want to ask Lulwa for help this time, she wanted to make her own decision, whether it was a good one, or a bad one..&lt;br /&gt;First she replied to Tahani:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anytime babe ;* i'm here 4u.. xoxo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya couldn't stop feeling guilty...&lt;br /&gt;She sat there, thinking for a long time what to write to 5aled..she had to.. she wanted to..she couldn't resist..she had to find out what he wanted..'he's the one who texted me' Maya comforted herself...&lt;br /&gt;Her heart was beating faster, her fingers were trembling, but still she had to do it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 message sent: 3965..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do u need to talk to me about?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 message received: 3965&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me and u&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya couldn't help feeling a glimpse of excitement rushing through her heart..&lt;br /&gt;1 message sent: 3965...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What time r u going to call?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 message received:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;3965...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it can't be on the phone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 message sent: 3965...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm sorry, but i don't date..:s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This only made him want her more...&lt;br /&gt;She just saved his number, when she heard her phone ringing...........it was him.&lt;br /&gt;Her heart skipped a beat, as she managed to pick up...&lt;br /&gt;"Aloo" she said in a low voice&lt;br /&gt;"Ahlain" he replied in a deep voice, Maya could tell he was desperate...and it made her excited.&lt;br /&gt;"um..laish tabeeny?" as she said it, she noticed that came out all wrong, she got so embarrassed, "um..qa9dy shtaby etgool?"&lt;br /&gt;"la wela shay...bass, um ma3arf shloun abtidy il9araa7a.. ana a5atht raqmich min telefone Tahani, bedoon ma tadri sajalta, '9ameery y2anebny bass magdar ayawid roo7y akthar min chithee Maya" he said it all in one breath..Maya knew he was nervous, and that made her less nervous...&lt;br /&gt;"5aled plz stop, may9eer inta 5a6eb..magdar abtidy ay shay m3aak, 7ata low abee, magdar" Maya was really shy talking to him&lt;br /&gt;"ya3ny tabeen?" 5aled's said, in a tone that made her blush&lt;br /&gt;he could feel her blushing, and he remembered the way she blushed when he was looking at her that night in the restaurant..&lt;br /&gt;"....." Maya didn't answer, she couldn't, she was too shy to say a word, too shy to even smile..&lt;br /&gt;"is it becuz of Tahani?" asked 5aled&lt;br /&gt;"ee akeed it is" Maya answered&lt;br /&gt;"what if i end things with her?" 5aled wondered&lt;br /&gt;"u'll end things with her to just have a go with me? what if things don't work out between us? what would u do then?" Maya was startled&lt;br /&gt;"the night i saw u, at Tahani's graduation party, 7ssait k2ny mitt oo 7yait..3rft ma3naat il 7ob min awal na'9ra, 3eraft shma3naat il7ob.."5aled began&lt;br /&gt;Maya couldn't believe what she was hearing...she thought she imagined him staring at her.&lt;br /&gt;"if all it takes is to break up with the wrong person in my life, then i'd do that in a blink of an eye!" 5aled said, meaning what he said&lt;br /&gt;Maya could feel her heart freeze..&lt;br /&gt;"5aled, i have to go" Maya whispered, and hung up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't know what else to do.. she didn't know how to react, first he was confessing his love to her, second he was engaged!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She couldn't start anything with him, she knew what their ending would be, there was no future for them and she knew it...she couldn't do that to anyone..the only thing she could do was end this before it began.....before someone would get hurt.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-5657921492166486012?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/5657921492166486012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-diary-8.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/5657921492166486012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/5657921492166486012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-diary-8.html' title='My Diary (8)'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-715855880504994014</id><published>2009-02-24T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T05:43:12.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary (7)</title><content type='html'>Maya woke up that day with a smile on her face, for some reason, she thought today would be a good day.  She stayed a while in bed, rolling over, thinking, too lazy to get out of bed....but eventually she did.  She got up, hopped into the shower, changed into fresh clothes, went downstairs to eat breakfast with her mother and father, since it was Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Her father was reading the newspaper, while Maya and her mother sat watching tv in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 message received: Tahani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey Maya, i need to talk to u, r u free 2day?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'oh my god..she know...she suspected i like 5aled..she thinks i'll take him away from her..oh my god oh my god.. what am i going to do...how am i going to face her??' Maya felt guilty and ashamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 message sent: Tahani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ya sure, i'm free for lunch, just tell me when and where..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 message received: Tahani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nino's at 2 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 message sent: Tahani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sure..cu there xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'oh my god, she just sent me a plain text, no happy faces, no xo's, nothing! just a plain text...akeed she knew, or at least she suspects something, ee akeed ya3ny she's not blind, or maybe 5aled told her we kept staring at each other, or maybe she just felt it on her own, oh my god, i need to call lulu'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya got up and went to her room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incoming call: Maya&lt;br /&gt;"alooooo" Lulwa said with a smile, glad to hear her friend's voice&lt;br /&gt;"lulu SHIT! Tahani sent me a message saying she needs to talk to me today fe nino's at 2!" Maya gasped&lt;br /&gt;"inzain shfeech..did she tell u what she wants?" Lulwa asked, wondering why would Tahani want to see Maya alone..&lt;br /&gt;"LAA she just said she needed to talk to me... ma3arf 3an shinow! shit lulu 7addy 5ayfa.. i swear i didnt do anything.. bass i looked back at him! umbay a5aaf chafatny a6aal3a 3abaalha ba5tha minha...i swear i wont do such a thing no matter how hard it is!" Maya almost cried&lt;br /&gt;"Maya, Maya sweety bil3adaal.. 9ally 3alniby, ma9ar shay...yumkin she just wants to talk, yumkin she has something in mind, matadreen... dont jump to conclusions here! give the girl a chance..." Lulwa said wisely&lt;br /&gt;Maya started calming down...&lt;br /&gt;"Ok ok.. yumkin i'm over reacting...i'll just wait and see.." Maya decided&lt;br /&gt;"that's my Maya" Lulwa said with a smile, "call me as soon as u finish lunch, i wanna know everything in DETAILS"&lt;br /&gt;"hahaha ok inshalla...yalla chaw"&lt;br /&gt;"chaw"&lt;br /&gt;They hung up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahani wore her blue sleevless top, with a white long sleeve cardigan on top to cover up her arms, and light blue skinny jeans, with matching blue balerina shoes, and her Hermes bag (that got all the attention), she didn't bother with make up that day, but still managed to look lovely with her long brown hair falling onto her back.  She always looked lovely, even when something was bothering her, you couldn't tell.  This was Tahani, and perhaps 5aled found that frustrating or annoying, because she never showed her emotions.&lt;br /&gt;She wore her brown Gucci sunglasses, and left to the car, heading to Nino's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya wore a purple tshirt, grey skinny jeans, brown sandals that showed her painted toes, wore eyeliner, put on cherry lipbalm, wore her sunglasses, took her handbag and went downstairs to look for her car keys and left the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahani reached Nino's, ordered a diet coke, and waited for Maya.&lt;br /&gt;2 minutes later, Maya showed up, saw Tahani sitting on the table, and walked up to her with a worried smile on her face.&lt;br /&gt;They kisses each other on both cheeks, and sat down.&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks for making it on such short notice" Tahani said&lt;br /&gt;"my pleasure" Maya said, nervously&lt;br /&gt;They ordered their food, Tahani ordered white sauce pasta, and Maya ordered steak and mushrooms.&lt;br /&gt;"so..." Maya began nervously&lt;br /&gt;"so..i called u Maya because i have something to talk to u about" Tahani explained&lt;br /&gt;Maya felt nautious..&lt;br /&gt;"go ahead, i'm listening" Maya said in a soft voice&lt;br /&gt;"it's about 5aled" Tahani said&lt;br /&gt;Maya felt disgusted, she wanted to throw up, she felt her heart pounding so hard, she thought it would fall out of her chest, she just wanted to run and leave, she felt the world move in slow motion, but there was nothing she could do so, she just sat there waiting for the worst to come..&lt;br /&gt;"ya?"&lt;br /&gt;"i've noticed 5aled being different lately, acting all wierd and distant, he's not the 5aled i got engaged to a year ago"&lt;br /&gt;"um..um..why is that?"&lt;br /&gt;"i don't know" Tahani said with a sigh&lt;br /&gt;Maya was relieved&lt;br /&gt;"how has he changed?" Maya askeds, trying to be helpful&lt;br /&gt;"listen, from the day we got engaged and started talking to each other, i felt something was missing, but i told myself thing's will get better, and he's just like that because we're newly engaged...and time went by and still..no improvement, if so, everything's just worse...ohwa maskeen masawa shay bass i can feel ina he doesn't love me, and a girl knows when she's loved by someone or not" Tahani said sadly&lt;br /&gt;"i never thought that of you two, u guys look perfect together" Maya couldn't help her hopes getting up&lt;br /&gt;"ya everyone says that, but no one looks outside the picture, no one reads between the lines, i'm so confused Maya, i don't know what to do, u're the only one that can help, from the night of the party when u asked me if everything was ok i knew u would be the person i would come talking to, pouring out my heart to, cuz u seem like the person who cares about others.."Tahani smiled&lt;br /&gt;"thank u Tahani, that's so sweet" Maya never felt more in the middle of a situation than now, she wanted to cry, she couldn't bare the guilt she felt inside her..&lt;br /&gt;Tahani was her friend, and 5aled was the guy she was falling for, and they're bother engaged..&lt;br /&gt;'What should a girl do in this case?' Maya thought, feeling her heart being torn apart.&lt;br /&gt;"um, have u tried talking to him about it?" Maya suggested, feeling no hope at all,&lt;br /&gt;She was going to help her friend in need, whatever it cost her...&lt;br /&gt;"no...should i?" asked Tahani&lt;br /&gt;"ya i think u should open up the subject with him, see what he feels about the whole thing, try to see it from his point of view this time" it almost killed her to say this, but she had to..&lt;br /&gt;"u know what...i think i will, i'll tell him what i feel, and see what he thinks" Tahani smiled at her friend, whom now became her BEST friend.."i think we can work this out"&lt;br /&gt;"of course u would, that's not even a problem from the start, just differences between you two, everyone goes through stuff, never mind, don't worry" Maya smiled sadly, thinking she would never get what she wanted, what she waited for her whole life..&lt;br /&gt;"thank u Maya, u're such a sweet friend, i don't know what i would've done without u" Tahani held Maya's hand accross the table&lt;br /&gt;"ur welcome Tahani, i'm always here for u" Maya forced a smile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They finished their meals and ordered dessert&lt;br /&gt;Tahani felt much better&lt;br /&gt;Maya felt hopeless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they were about to get up to leave................................&lt;br /&gt;1 message received: 3965...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maya, ana Khaled, mumkin akalmij ibmaw'9oo3?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-715855880504994014?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/715855880504994014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-diary-7.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/715855880504994014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/715855880504994014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-diary-7.html' title='My Diary (7)'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-6357420995054850144</id><published>2009-02-24T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T04:41:23.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary (6)</title><content type='html'>That week was hectic for Maya, she had so many things to do.  She had her cousin's engagement party to go to, her mother's (mini) birthday party that took place at her grandmother's house, lunch with her family on Friday, went to the movies with Lulwa and some girls....lots of things were done that week.  In a good way, it occupied Maya from thinking about him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5aled could not take his mind off Maya, she was all he thought about, whenever, wherever, with whoever, he always thought about him, and that made him change with Tahani..&lt;br /&gt;He started not answering all of her calls, he stopped telling her how pretty she looked.  Everything he used to do before, became less now, and the worst thing is, Tahani could feel it.&lt;br /&gt;Tahani felt him being distant lately, she knew something wasn't right but she couldn't put her finger on it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the beginning of their engagement (Tahani and 5aled), she knew something was missing, but because it was her first time in a relationship she didn't know the difference...&lt;br /&gt;'This is how men are like' she told herself, 'it's just his personality' she would tell herself wheneve she didn't like what he did.&lt;br /&gt;5aled and Tahani matched each other perfectly, but not from the inside.&lt;br /&gt;Their personalities were totally different, it was like oil and water, they can't mix no matter how hard you try.&lt;br /&gt;Tahani tried to put up with it, but since he's starting to change so obviously, she couldn't any longer...&lt;br /&gt;she sat there, in her room in the dark just thinking about what went wrong with 5aled, and why is he the way he is right now...&lt;br /&gt;She couldn't come up with any reason, plus 5aled didn't do anything wrong, his personality doesn't blend with hers, that's it.&lt;br /&gt;'i'm not leaving him, it's just a matter of time, people go through things, he might be going through a hard time right now, and i need to back off to let him have his space...maybe that's the best idea, after all....he DID come propose to me, not the other way around.' she thought to herself sadly..so she decided to give him the 'space' he needed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before bed, 5aled sat and thought a long time about his life, his future, his dry relationship with Tahani, his uncontrollable feelings for Maya...&lt;br /&gt;He had to come up with a conclusion, he had to do something about it because he didn't like it at all; and it wasn't fair for Tahani..&lt;br /&gt;'better now that never' he thought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After thinking and thinking alone to himself, he came up with an answer, he had to find an answer, he needed the answer to know what to do, to move on as a young man in hislife, to look for a new start...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-6357420995054850144?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/6357420995054850144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-diary-6.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/6357420995054850144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/6357420995054850144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-diary-6.html' title='My Diary (6)'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-1325365372171271815</id><published>2009-02-23T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T06:04:19.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary (5)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;Maya went straight upstairs to her room, after dropping Lulwa home, changed into her over sized tshirt, washed her face, brushed her teeth, and went to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stayed opening her eyes, turning and twisting, from one position to another, unable to sleep...'uff im tired i have to sleep..laish magdar argid' she thought to herself, feeling frustrated..&lt;br /&gt;'100-99-98-97-96-95...' she counted backwards, a thing Maya always did whenever she couldn't sleep..&lt;br /&gt;1 hour later&lt;br /&gt;After being awake for the past hour, just thinking about 5aled and his smile, the way he looked at her, how deep his voice was, was it obvious he was into her, does that mean he'll break up with Tahni.....&lt;br /&gt;lots of things went through her mind, so she decided to stop thinking and go to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;'i'll watch gossip girl' she thought, it's better that staying awake, thinking endlessly about something that had no future..&lt;br /&gt;1 hour later&lt;br /&gt;Maya was fast asleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya woke up the next day and decided to head to Lilo's for breakfast to change the mood she was in....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incoming call: Maya&lt;br /&gt;"Goodmorning" said Lulwa&lt;br /&gt;"hey there lulu.. had a goodnight's sleep?" Maya asked&lt;br /&gt;"yup..did u?" wondered Lulwa, after what she whitnessed last night&lt;br /&gt;"kind of...inzain sim3ay i'm thinking lilo's for breakfast, just you and me" suggested Maya&lt;br /&gt;"ok wela shrayech we go to Caramel, they have good breakfast there?"&lt;br /&gt;"uum inzain ilyoum lilo's bacher caramel..how does that sound?" Maya asked hopefully&lt;br /&gt;"great..let me change and i'll meet u there in an hour"&lt;br /&gt;"ok wayed zain.. yalla byee"&lt;br /&gt;"byee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya changed into her new pair of jeans, and a light pink plain 3/4 sleeve shirt, wore her white gladiator sandals, put on eyeliner and lipgloss, wore her golden Rayban sunglasses, took her handbag, car keys and left to the car..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 message received: Tahani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i really had fun last night, hope to do it again soon :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'oh god' Maya thought.. she felt so guilty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 message sent: Tahani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ya we really enjoyed it as well.. can't wait :) xoxo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya reached Lilo's, sat on a table for 2, ordered fresh lemon juice with mint, and waited for Lulwa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lulwa settled on with her white skinny jeans, silver chefon top, light grey high heel sandals, pink lip gloss (her fave), black sunglasses, tiny diamond studs earings, and her blue Balenciaga hand bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lulwa reached 10 minutes after Maya..&lt;br /&gt;"hii" smiled Lulwa&lt;br /&gt;"hii" Maya stood up to kiss Lulwa on both cheecks&lt;br /&gt;The waiter came over to Lulwa, asked her what would she like to drink, she thought for a minute then ordered carrot juice..&lt;br /&gt;"Lulwa basi2lich so2al, jawbeeny 7ata low i won't like the answer.." Maya said&lt;br /&gt;"ok shinow?" Lulwa wondered 'alla yaster, akeed 3an 5aled' she thought to herself&lt;br /&gt;"did u see 5aled looking at me ams?" Maya asked, her heart rate beeting faster&lt;br /&gt;"um yaa..a few times, laish?" Lulwa wondered, "where is this going Maya?" Lulwa hated if her friend even considered 5aled as an option, as far as she was concerned, he was TAKEN, and Maya had to accept that., whether she liked it or not!&lt;br /&gt;"ok i'll tell u..remember when i left to go to the bathroom?" Maya started&lt;br /&gt;"yaa" Lulwa was all ears&lt;br /&gt;"6ila3t min il 7amaam ila i saw 5aled just standing there, looking straight at me, walla at first i thought he wanted the bathroom, confused or something, but he just stood there, looking at me in a way i swear no one ever looked at me like that before" Maya said&lt;br /&gt;"Maya sheeleeh min mu5ij yumkin he was finding the sign mal the men's bathroom or something" Lulwa said, thinking she can't let her friend fall for a man who was TAKEN for crying out loud! what part of being taken did not Maya understand.. Lulwa was starting to get worried..&lt;br /&gt;she didn't want her friend to be the bad guy in the story here...&lt;br /&gt;"he SMILED at me lulu! walla he looked at me and smiled! even i'm confused!" confessed Maya&lt;br /&gt;"ee akeed he'll smile at u maya! shino.. ur his fiance's friend! akeed hell smile at u, he won't ignore u ya3ny.....duuuh maya!" Lulwa snapped&lt;br /&gt;"EXACTLY" Maya said loudly.."he's her FIANCE, why would he smile at me and look at me the way he did! Lulu fakray!" Maya almost yelled, and took a deep breath&lt;br /&gt;"Maya, i know u started falling for him, bass stop, NOW stop, this is going no where, i don't want to see u hurt.....ever....don't do this to ur self, u don't deserve i.." Lulwa began feeling sad for her friend&lt;br /&gt;Maya felt numb, if only he wasn't engaged, this could be a start of something new, something she dreamed of, something she saw only in movies, something she just read in books..&lt;br /&gt;And like that, 5aled and Tahani's subject was closed for the rest of the time..&lt;br /&gt;they asked for the check, after eating their food, and left..&lt;br /&gt;their subject was closed............................................................................&lt;br /&gt;until, there he was, getting out of his red Ferrari, wearing blue jeans, and a black shirt folded til his elbows, wearing mirror sunglasses that made him look even hotter, and a silver Cartier watch..&lt;br /&gt;'am i dreaming' Maya thought&lt;br /&gt;"Maya! out of here now!" Lulwa chuckled, grabbing Maya from her arm, acting like a cop..&lt;br /&gt;but Maya couldn't move, she just stood there, staring at him as he stared back... it was as if they were two magnets being pulled close to each other without doing anything, without their will, without any force coming from them..it's like they were being dragged to each other by something stronger than them, stronger than all mankind, stronger than nature...&lt;br /&gt;5aled smiled at Maya, with a look that she only knew the meaning to it.. because she only felt it.. she only felt what he was feeling, she only knew what it was like to fall in love at the first sight..&lt;br /&gt;Lulwa pulled Maya, and begged her to go to her car, at last, she went..&lt;br /&gt;she sat in her car, as Lulwa sat on the front seat..Maya kept staring at him, his eyes were still fixed on her.  Maya wanted to tell Lulwa to look at the way he looked at her, but for some reason her voice was gone..&lt;br /&gt;Maya felt her insides melt...and not for long, as she felt her heart beat faster and faster, and this time, not because of what she felt towards him, but because of the disapointment that she felt..&lt;br /&gt;Maya and Lulwa saw her entering Lilo with him, there she was, on his right, wearing a white dress up to her knees, with her long brown hair tied up on a high pony tail and her tan Hermes bag, holding his hands as if they were the best couple in town....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Maya still couldn't deny that she suspected something wasn't right between 5aled and Tahani..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-1325365372171271815?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/1325365372171271815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-diary-5.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/1325365372171271815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/1325365372171271815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-diary-5.html' title='My Diary (5)'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-3743044270780755598</id><published>2009-02-22T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T07:59:32.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary (4)</title><content type='html'>She froze, she didn't know what else to do..'he's Tahani's fiance, why is he acting all wierd? aren't they supposed to be in love? isn't he faithful to her? is he a player? is he really looking at me like that or is he serious? why isn't he moving.. i need to pass! i'm gonna melt, i'm LITERALLY going to melt' she thought...&lt;br /&gt;she had a million questions go around in her mind like shooting stars, which she had no answers to.&lt;br /&gt;"um plz 5aled, let me pass" she told him in a strong voice, she didn't want to be the reason to destroy Tahani's engagement, whether or not they loved each other..she's not the kind of girl who broke people up, and broke marriages, she actually hated these things happening to anyone.. she always thought that there are better ways to be happy, even if it means sacrificing for the one u love, any kind of sadness is better than a kind of happiness that is based on someone else's misery..&lt;br /&gt;He smiled at her, a smile that had meaning, a smile that made her weak, a smile that meant he wanted her.  She couldn't bring herself to think of the reasons that lead him to this, even though it made her happy, still...she tried to block it out.&lt;br /&gt;Maya blushed, and he noticed her blushing, he moved to the side, knowing that he made her blush, and watched her go back to her friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he couldn't stop smiling..&lt;br /&gt;When u see them (5aled and Tahani), you'd think that they're a match made in heaven!..no one suspects anything, she seems happy, he seems satisfied..but deep down they both know they don't have that much chemistry between them..&lt;br /&gt;whenever 5aled tries to flirt with Tahani, and tells her how beautiful she looked, she would just look down and turn her head away, making him stop instead of encouraging him to say more...&lt;br /&gt;She didn't find him sexy, she just accepted him as he was because of his family name and money.&lt;br /&gt;And it seems that the same goes to 5aled.&lt;br /&gt;5aled wanted to get married, and when he saw her getting out of the car, he thought he fell in love, but the night of Tahani's graduation party, he knew what it really felt like to &lt;em&gt;fall&lt;/em&gt; in love..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-3743044270780755598?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/3743044270780755598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-diary-4.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/3743044270780755598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/3743044270780755598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-diary-4.html' title='My Diary (4)'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-2529064998266009779</id><published>2009-02-21T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T12:47:52.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP!! 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xxx;*'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-7022364714829921452</id><published>2009-02-21T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T10:35:04.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary (3)</title><content type='html'>After heading back home from their hectic day, Maya dropped Lulwa home, and went back to her house.  She drove back home quietly in the car with no radio on, nothing, just thinking about HIM, (5aled)...she wondered how his relationship was with Tahani, if he truly loves her, when are they getting married...&lt;br /&gt;she was lost with her thoughts, until she reached back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya was watching Dr.Phil when her phone rang..&lt;br /&gt;Incoming call: Tahani&lt;br /&gt;"Aloo hiii" Maya wondered why Tahani was calling&lt;br /&gt;"ahlaaain shlonach mayooya" asked Tahani&lt;br /&gt;"hehe b5air.. how r u? shimsawya 3gb il 7afla"&lt;br /&gt;"walla abad.. hatha7na..same old same old...agool Maya, umm..i wanna invite u guys, just you and Lulwa to monsoon for dinner"&lt;br /&gt;"allaay anaasa.. mita?" asked Maya as she turned off the tv and sat on her comfy bed&lt;br /&gt;"3gb bacher, at 8"&lt;br /&gt;"inshalla...we'll be there" Maya smiled at the thought of them having dinner&lt;br /&gt;"inzain bass 3ad 5aled beyiy wyaana ok? 3aady? oo yumkin b3ad a7med u5ooy?" Tahani asked, because she knew Maya and Lulwa's family were kind of strict about hanging out with boys, and so was Tahani's but since the 'boys' were just her brother and fiance, it was ok..&lt;br /&gt;"umm ee 3adi.." maya didn't know what else to say "i guess"&lt;br /&gt;"good 3yal latinsain etgooleen 7ag lulwa.. after tomorrow monsoon at 8" Tahani confirmed&lt;br /&gt;"ok, inshalla 7abooba..cu..byee"&lt;br /&gt;"byebye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lulwa was checking her facebook, listening to music, and eating strawberries...&lt;br /&gt;Incoming call: Maya&lt;br /&gt;"heeey..what's up munchi-chicken" Lulwa said, she often used that so-called word she made up whenever she was in a good mood&lt;br /&gt;"someone's in a good mood" Maya mumbled&lt;br /&gt;"hehe yaa.. ga3da achoof my facebook..walla yabeela etsaween laj profile tara 7adda 3ajeeeb walla u dont know what ur missing!" Lulwa yelled&lt;br /&gt;"inzain inzain...sim3ay bagoolach..guess who called me and invited us to dinner..." Maya asked&lt;br /&gt;"uumm McDreamy??" Lulwa joked&lt;br /&gt;"lulu min 9ijjy! GUESS" Maya demanded&lt;br /&gt;"inzain uum.. ma3arf maya yalla bass goolay plzz abee a3arf!"&lt;br /&gt;"TAHANI" Maya yelled into the phone&lt;br /&gt;"hahaha shfeech mit5ar3a...laykoon wya 5a6eebha" Lulwa joked thinking that would never happen&lt;br /&gt;"EEEEEEEEEEEE wya 5a6eeeebha! 5ALED" Maya yelled louder this time&lt;br /&gt;"ma9adig! min9ijich?" Lulwa was surprised&lt;br /&gt;"eeee.. oo a7med u5ooha b3ad"&lt;br /&gt;"chathaba! umbaay shloun benroo7 m3aahom?"&lt;br /&gt;"madry lulu bass ya3ny may9eer manrou7.. i already agreed"&lt;br /&gt;"inty min gaalach u agree!! MAAYO! ohoooo our parents would KILL US"&lt;br /&gt;"a3arf luluuuu bass 3ad shinsawy.. awal mara il bnaya ta3zimna.." Maya defended herself&lt;br /&gt;"ok mita 3azmatna?" asked Lulwa&lt;br /&gt;"after tomorrow, monsoon at 8"&lt;br /&gt;"inzain bass mara thanya we'll make it clear to her ina we can't go, unless kila banaat" Lulwa said... she was annoyed.. she hated doing things her parents didn't know about, Maya didn't as well but Maya's mom was cool sometimes, she would let Maya get away with it without telling her dad (but only under special circumstances).&lt;br /&gt;"inzain we will.. yalla i'll cu after tomorrow haa..we meet there or go together?" Maya asked, although she knew the answer&lt;br /&gt;"go together" Lulwa answered, "be at my house at 7:30 3shan we leave 7:45 and reach there at 8" Lulwa calculated the time they needed..&lt;br /&gt;"ok.. yalla byee"&lt;br /&gt;"byee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya was excited about their '6al3a' she was looking forward to it since the day Tahani called..&lt;br /&gt;'am i so happy because i'm going out with Tahani' she thought to herself as she was picking out her outfit, 'or because HE's going to be there' she wondered...&lt;br /&gt;Maya looked through each closet 5 times.. she sat there like a girl on her first date, not knowing what to wear..she picked out everything from her closet, tried out half of them, and FINALLY decided to wear her blue dress, that reached her knees, and was extra fit on her, and made her look like a model..she put some make up on, eyeliner, mascara, blush, and lipgloss, wore diamond studs earings, a tennis diamond bracelet, and her silver Gina heels...&lt;br /&gt;Incoming call: Tahani&lt;br /&gt;"alooo"&lt;br /&gt;"aloo hii 7abeebty wainkom?"&lt;br /&gt;"akaany ba6la3 min il bait ba5ith lulu oo binyey"&lt;br /&gt;"ok yalla e7na 6al3een min ilbait"&lt;br /&gt;"zain ok..tc"&lt;br /&gt;"u2 byee"&lt;br /&gt;"byee"&lt;br /&gt;Maya took her purse and headed out to the car excited and nervous at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lulwa decided to wear a plain white skirt, with a white sleevless top and a baby pink glittery cardigan on top of it, with her golden heels and matching miumiu clutch.. she hated not telling her parents about the guys being there, but she decided to act as if she didn't know they were coming, just for her friend's sake...just thins once.. she looked at herself one more time in the mirror, saw that something was missing, so she added a second coat on her mascara and more blush on her cheeks and put on her pink lipgloss, put a hairband on and went downstairs to wait for Maya&lt;br /&gt;Incoming call: Maya&lt;br /&gt;"aloo maya wainach?" Lulwa said all in one breath&lt;br /&gt;"3nd il baab.. yalla come outside"&lt;br /&gt;"ok byee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They drove off to monsoon in a good mood.. the didn't talk about 5aled.. although he didn't leave Maya's mind for one second...they put on their favorite arabic song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ily legaa a7baaba nesa a97aaba.. ya dinya yaa '3araaba.. ya dinya yaaa '3araaaba&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they sang along as usual, until they reached&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"there they are" Lulwa pointed out&lt;br /&gt;"shloun shakly?" maya asked&lt;br /&gt;"shaklich 7ilo maya yalla imshay" Lulwa pulled maya's arm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hiiii" Tahani stood up with a big smile on her face&lt;br /&gt;"hiiii" the girls greeted each other, giving each other 3 kisses on their right cheeck, and shaked hands with A7med..&lt;br /&gt;'he's not here' maya noticed to herself, she was half dissapointed, half reliefed&lt;br /&gt;Tahani was wearing a purple silk dress, with a black belt, and black satin high heels, and her engagement ring..&lt;br /&gt;as they were about to sit down...'----' Maya's mind went totally blank, she couldn't think, talk, or move..she was mesmorized... her heart skipped a beat.. he did that to her everytime she laid eyes on him, it was like a jolt inside her body, like her heart just had an electric shock..&lt;br /&gt;"ilsalaam 3laaikom" 5aled said, smiling&lt;br /&gt;his voice was so sharp and sexy that it made Maya have butterflies in her stomach&lt;br /&gt;"3laikom ilsalaam" Lulwa replied while Maya was smiling quietly&lt;br /&gt;5aled shaked hands first with maya, then with lulwa and sat down on his chair next facing Tahani, next to A7mad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they ordered their food, Maya thought she could sense a sort of tension between Tahani and 5aled..&lt;br /&gt;A7med was so sweet, talking to Lulwa about his work as a banker, and how they grew up taking care of Tahani, as she was their only sister&lt;br /&gt;"when 5aled 5i6ab Tahani, ana yanait" A7mad continued chatting with Lulwa.. while Maya was listening.."ana oo Tahani the closest min 5waana, fa ga3adt as2al 3ana 3nd kil rab3y," A7mad laughed at the memory.."il kil meda7 feeh...fil a5eer bass gilt ma daam omy oo ubooy ra'9yeen.. 5al taa5tha"&lt;br /&gt;"shloun en5i6abtow?" Lulwa asked Tahani&lt;br /&gt;Tahani had a funny look on her face, a look where u dont know if she's feeling sick or unhappy..&lt;br /&gt;although she seemed happy to everyone, but once u got to know her, you could see through her easily..&lt;br /&gt;"shloun 5e6abtny?" Tahani asked 5aled with a half smile, wanting him to tell the story..&lt;br /&gt;"kint mwa9el omy 3rs fil Gulf hotel, oo nzalat wa7da jedaamna min ilsayaara. she looked soo pretty i thought..gilt 7ag umy min thy?..galatly ma3arf 7abeeby 3jebtik?..gilt leha ee yuma 3jbatny abeeha.." 5aled said his story with a smile on his face, but Maya couldn't help but notice a glimpse of regret in his eyes.. "oo bass" 5aled continued, "s2ilat 3anha omy, galo isimha Tahani Al- oo seeda en5i6abna.." 5aled smiled at Tahani who smiled back to him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They continued their meals, talking, making conversations, each telling a story about their childhood...Maya tried acting normal, but she couldn't, not when HE was in fron of her, not when he made her feel all these feelings that she thought were not in her place to feel 'Tahani is the only girl who should feel like this' she reminded herself... 'oh god i need to freshen up'&lt;br /&gt;Maya excused herself from the table, and went to the bathroom..&lt;br /&gt;she looked at herself in the mirror, 'i look pretty' she thought.. 'bass shilfayda'...she put on some more lipgloss and left the bathroom, and to her horror, there he was, standing in front of the girl's bathroom...she literally felt her heart flip...she bent her head down (she knew that she was blushing but she couldn't help it), tried to walk away but he blocked her way..&lt;br /&gt;"Maya 9a7?" he said&lt;br /&gt;"ee" Maya said in a low voice, still looking at the floor&lt;br /&gt;"u're a quiet person? wela inty saakta ilyoum l2na feeh shay?" he asked her in a way that he knew exactly what was wrong with her..&lt;br /&gt;'am i that obvious' Maya thought&lt;br /&gt;"um laa mafeeny shay" she said all flushed up and red&lt;br /&gt;"akeed?" he asked one more time, in a devilish tone, yet gentle&lt;br /&gt;Maya looked up at him, he was much taller than her, she could smell his manly perfume and that made her wanna scream, she loved men's perfumes&lt;br /&gt;"ee" she said, barely in a whisper, that made him look at her even more deeper, as she forced herself not to smile, and gestured for him to let her pass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he just stood there looking at her, not taking his eyes off of her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-7022364714829921452?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/7022364714829921452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-diary-3.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/7022364714829921452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/7022364714829921452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-diary-3.html' title='My Diary (3)'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-8895550213854553094</id><published>2009-02-21T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T03:52:18.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary (2)</title><content type='html'>Maya woke up the next day, after 12 hours of sleeping, with a fresh smile.. she didn't know exactly what made her happy she just felt different...good different..and then suddenly she felt a knot in her stomach..'who was the guy from last night? plz let him not be Tahani's fiance plz god' she thought to herself silently brushing her teeth...&lt;br /&gt;Maya went downstairs, had breakfast with her mother, went back up to her room and called Lulwa.&lt;br /&gt;"hii maya" said Lulwa with a sleepy voice&lt;br /&gt;"hey inty a7ad yargid lay il'9uher.. goomay goomay lets make use of our day!" Maya encouraged Lulwa&lt;br /&gt;"whats the plan?"asked Lulwa wishing she could close her eyes for just 10 more minutes&lt;br /&gt;"goomy i'll pick u up in half an hour, lets go seef mall, i need to buy some things, and then we could sit in the crepe cafe.. you up for it?" suggested Maya&lt;br /&gt;"uummm yaa ok i kinda need some stuff myself.." said Lulwa&lt;br /&gt;"great then.. cya!"&lt;br /&gt;"byee..sawee missed call lama to9leen oo ba6la3laj"&lt;br /&gt;"ok byee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya decided to wear her dark blue skinny jeans, with a crispy white Ralph Lauren shirt, and golden sandals to show off her painted toes, and a black chanel bag that she hung on the side of her back, and golden earings to match the sandals, she filled her hand with bracelets, put on some lipgloss and eyeliner, took her phone and stepped out of the house..&lt;br /&gt;She started the car, turned the radio on, wore her sunglasses that she kept in her car, and headed off to Lulwa's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incoming Call: Maya&lt;br /&gt;"Lulu ana bara3"&lt;br /&gt;"im coming"&lt;br /&gt;"ok yalla byee"&lt;br /&gt;"byee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lulwa stepped out of the house, wearing a pair of jeans and a purple top that had a ribbon on the back, and purple ballerina shoes that matched her outfit, carrying her white Gucci bag she bought in the summer..she looked even prettier with her sunglasses on.&lt;br /&gt;"hiiiii" Lulwa said excitedly&lt;br /&gt;"hiiiii" Maya gave Lulwa a kiss on both cheecks, "lets go!"&lt;br /&gt;they drove off together, with the radio on, laughing and chatting about everything until the reached the carpark of seef mall.&lt;br /&gt;"hey lulu isn't that the Ferrari we saw yesterday?" Maya wondered&lt;br /&gt;"shda3wa Maya ya3ny bass thaak 3nda Ferrari"&lt;br /&gt;"madry..yalla lets get in" Maya said thinking 'could it be him? the one who made my heart skip a beat?'&lt;br /&gt;they went straight to sephora, Lulwa needed a bronzer, and Maya wanted to check out their new make up.. after sephora they shopped and shopped and shopped, although they didn't buy much, mostly just trying on stuff, making fun of each other, laughing, chatting, just like any two best friends...&lt;br /&gt;"yalla maya te3abt lets go crepe cafe, 5a6ry fil crepe ily 3la nutella..yuuum" said Lulwa, her stomach making funny noises&lt;br /&gt;"ee yalla ana b3ad 7addy 5a6ree feeh!" maya laughed&lt;br /&gt;They went up to the crepe cafe, made their order, and sat on the table. They both ordered crepe with nutella and a scoop of vanilla ice cream, and milk tea to drink.&lt;br /&gt;They sat their eating their crepe, sipping their tea, talking and laughing together, both happy to be there..&lt;br /&gt;Maya's heart skipped a beat..&lt;br /&gt;'shit' she thought&lt;br /&gt;Lulwa turned to see what Maya was looking at.."omg its him!" Lulwa whispered in a low voice&lt;br /&gt;"......ya...." Maya said, dazed off by what she's looking at..&lt;br /&gt;she was looking at the most beautiful creature in the world, she was looking at the one who made her melt, the one who made her heart stop beating, the one who made her think about him, the one she didn't know if she could ever have...&lt;br /&gt;He saw her, noticed her from the party, smiled at her, nodded and went to place his order..&lt;br /&gt;"omg he's gonna stay here!" Maya chuckled&lt;br /&gt;"ya i can see that" Lulwa answered with a smile on her face&lt;br /&gt;"ohoo.. shasawy"Maya complained&lt;br /&gt;"shfeech inty al7een .. chill maya u just saw him once, now twice.. get over it"&lt;br /&gt;"lulu u dont understand... i actually FEEL something.. something i never felt before..."&lt;br /&gt;"are u fallin in love? plz god no! u dont even know who the guy is! wetha ohwa 5a6eeb Tahani?? bass Maya snap out of it!" Lulwa advised&lt;br /&gt;"ee 9ij.. i wont do that to her, she's my friend.."maya said, thinking Lulwa's right, she would never do that to her friend whom she liked and cared about..she wouldn't do that to anyone let alone someone she knew...she's not the kind to find her happiness from other's lives and happiness...&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes later&lt;br /&gt;"look" Maya said pointing somewhere, "it's Tahani!" Maya smiled a broken smile..'so its her finace after all' Maya thought sadly&lt;br /&gt;"yaa its her, with a guy!" Lulwa said confused&lt;br /&gt;"so that can't be her fiance!!" Maya said over excited&lt;br /&gt;"maybe she's with her brother maya shfeech hahaha" Lulwa laughed at her friend&lt;br /&gt;"oh ya .. right" Maya said sadly again&lt;br /&gt;Tahani saw them sitting on a table, waved at them, and went over to them to greet them..&lt;br /&gt;"hiiiii banaat shloonkom??" Tahani greeted them smiling..'she always seemed so happy' the girls thought..'and gorgeous'&lt;br /&gt;Tahani was wearing white skinny jeans, emerald green short sleeve blouse that made her skin color stand out, a pair of silver high heel sandals, and a white belt in the middle, showing off her amazing figure, carrying her tanned Hermes 35 cm bag, with her straight hunny brown hair and perfect eyes. She simply looked amazing.&lt;br /&gt;"e7na b5air shlonach inty?" lulwa asked&lt;br /&gt;Maya was too busy wondering who was who..&lt;br /&gt;"tamam alla ysalmich.. Maya, Lulwa, hathee u5ooy" Maya smiled thinking 'he's not her fia--' but to her dissapointment Tahani pointed on the guy she was with.."a7med", Ahmed smiled and waved, "and that's 5a6eeby, 5alid" Tahani pointed at the guy sitting on the table, with a smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-8895550213854553094?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/8895550213854553094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-diary-2.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/8895550213854553094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/8895550213854553094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-diary-2.html' title='My Diary (2)'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567054790293054979.post-1876063094707202767</id><published>2009-02-20T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T14:01:14.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary (1)</title><content type='html'>He held her in his arms, kissed her like it's the last kiss, whispered "i love u" into her ears and looked at her in the eyes with a big smile that could last forever.&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Wow!' Maya thought...as she finished the story she was reading..'i wish i could have something like that..but these only happen in fairy tales and books' she reminded herself...&lt;br /&gt;She turned off the small lamp next to her on the bedside table and closed her eyes thinking about what to wear to the party she was going to the following day..as she drifted off to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP.....broke the alarm&lt;br /&gt;"hmmmm" Maya made a sleepy sound..she hated to get up early mornings..she loved to sleep and often slept as much as the day would let her whenever she could..&lt;br /&gt;BEEPBEEPBEEP....kept going the alarm...&lt;br /&gt;"ok ok damn it" she mumbled as she closed the alarm, jumped out of bed and went straight into the shower..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aloooo" Lulwa answered the phone as she was just about to eneter starbux&lt;br /&gt;"hiii lulu wainaj?" asked Maya&lt;br /&gt;"tawny dasha starbux laish?"&lt;br /&gt;"mabitroo7een il7afla ilyoum??"&lt;br /&gt;"imbala baroo7..tabeeny amur 3laij babe?"&lt;br /&gt;"eeeeeeee that would be great! inzain what time?" maya asked all happy and excited to go with her best friend..&lt;br /&gt;"say..umm..8?"&lt;br /&gt;"perfect..cu then luv"&lt;br /&gt;"cya!"&lt;br /&gt;Maya and Lulwa are best friends, more like sisters, they grew up together and always loved hanging out with the same group of friends, they stuck by each other's sides and had each other's backs..in a way they completed each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had the rest of the day to go get ready, do their hair, nails and stuff for the party. It's the party of the year.. everyone who was someone is invited to it and everyone's going..&lt;br /&gt;It was Tahani's graduation party, they were graduating from university so it's going to be BIG..she was the girl that had everything.. she had it all.. the looks, the style, the fiance, the money.. everything you could possibly imagine..she's the only daughter out of 3 boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After coming back home from her exhausting day in the salon.. Maya spent the rest of the time looking for something dressy to wear to the party. She agreed on a plain black strapless BCBG dress, that was til above her knees, showing off her long tanned legs, with a silver Gina high heel sandals, filled with crystals, and a Jaeger shiny clutch that matched her outfit perfectly. She decided to put half her hair up with a shiny clip, leaving out small bangs. Maya loved to dress up no matter where she was going, and loved wearing make up (not too much though, she loved the natural look).. just as she was about to put her lipgloss Lulwa called..&lt;br /&gt;"Mayaaaaa i'm outside" Lulwa said, she hated waiting, she's never patient&lt;br /&gt;"coming" Maya said.. "byeeeee mama!! byeee baba!!" she yelled heading to the door.&lt;br /&gt;" wow gurl!! u look gorgeous! lemme see!....bitch i hate u!" complained Lulwa, she was never the type who dressed up, she only did that occassionaly and doesn't do a good job on that, but her pretty face always got the attention, she didn't need dressing up.&lt;br /&gt;"hahahaha look at u too pretty face!.. u look stunning" maya complimented her..&lt;br /&gt;"yaa yaa.. if i was a guy i swear u'd sweep me off my feet!" Lulwa said as she started the radio putting their favorite song &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'it's like i waited my whole life..for this one night.. it's gona be me u and the dancefloor.. cuz we only got one night.. double ur pleasure.. double ur fun.. and dance forever ever ever..forever ever ever ..forever on the dancefloor..'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they sang along on the way.. until they reached the party..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tahani!!" they both called after her&lt;br /&gt;"Heeeeeey u guuuys u made it! i'm so glad" Tahani greeted them with kisses and a warm smile&lt;br /&gt;"nice party" said Lulwa&lt;br /&gt;"ya it is" said Maya&lt;br /&gt;"hehe thanks guys..i swear i'm so glad u're here..catch up with u later..dance..do whatever.. have fun! the party's urs!" Tahani said with a wink and went off to greet other people.&lt;br /&gt;'It's an all girls party, outside by the pool, and to their luck, the weather was amazing..&lt;br /&gt;"did u see Tahani how beautiful she is...mashalla i wish i was her sometimes.. she seems so happy.. a7sidha sometimes u know.." said Lulwa&lt;br /&gt;"u shouldn't lulu tara no one's happy all the time.. lazim shway ups and downs" said Maya&lt;br /&gt;"yaa well" smiled Lulwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'i wanna take u awaaay lets escape into the music dj let it plaay.. i just can't refuse it.. like the way u do this.. keep on rockin to it..plz dnt stop the plz dnt stop the plz don't stop the music!!' &lt;/em&gt;"luluuuuuuu lets dance!!" Maya screamed through the music&lt;br /&gt;"come on!!" Lulwa said pulling Maya's hands&lt;br /&gt;Tahani joined them, dancing, moving around with their hands up in the dark, the dj lights rolling in different places, and smoke popping out of no where... they each showed off their moves and danced laughing happily to the rythm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they sat on the tables by the pool, each carrying their plate full of food.&lt;br /&gt;Maya noticed Tahani sitting alone on one of the tables staring into space..&lt;br /&gt;"i'll be right back" Maya told Lulwa putting her plate on the table and walking over to Tahani&lt;br /&gt;"hey Tahani..everything ok?" Maya asked concerned about her&lt;br /&gt;"ya thanks, sometimes in life we have to sacrifice right?" she answered with a sad smile&lt;br /&gt;"what do-" Maya started asking but was cut off with Tahani's phone ringing&lt;br /&gt;Tahani gestured by her hands for her to hold on a minute, but Lulwa ordered Maya to eat since her food was getting cold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'its probably nothing' Maya told herself, she couldn't deny that Tahani looked happy and that maybe she was having a bad day that's all..&lt;br /&gt;After eating dancing again, laughing, talking, it was time for them to head back home...Maya's curfew was to be at home by 12:30 am on special ocassions..&lt;br /&gt;"yalla lulu lets go" Maya said&lt;br /&gt;"ya lets go i'm tired" Lulwa said...&lt;br /&gt;they both went to Tahani, said their goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;"thanks guys for coming, and thanks Maya for asking me if i was ok back there" Tahani smiled&lt;br /&gt;"no biggie i just noticed something was up.. u can call me anytime if u need someone to talk to" Maya said back..&lt;br /&gt;"sure i will" Tahani smiled at her friend who was concerned about her and thought better than to tell her the real reason of what's going on in her life... some things are better kept unsaid she told herself..&lt;br /&gt;"ok so bye see u soon" they waved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they left the gate, going to the car, a guy wearing white thob and red '3etra driving a red Ferrari car came in, parked the car and got down..&lt;br /&gt;"I wonder who that is" Maya told Lulwa&lt;br /&gt;"probably some rich guy or someone" Lulwa replied&lt;br /&gt;just about when Maya was opening the car door to get into the car, he turned around....&lt;br /&gt;'o...m...g' Maya thought..'i think im gonna faint' she stood there frozen unable to move just mesmorized by him, he was tall, thin, had broad shoulders, dark eyes and the most dazzling smile Maya ever saw..&lt;br /&gt;he looked at her, a look that would've melted ice with a half smile that drove her crazy and gave her a nod and walked past her...as she stood there paralyzed..&lt;br /&gt;"MAYA! yalla we gotta go!" Lulwa yelled into her ears&lt;br /&gt;"ok" she whispered.. 'where did my voice go' she thought&lt;br /&gt;she turned aroun to take one more look, and at the same time he turned to look at her one more time before he went in...his eyes didn't move an inch away from her, and her heart skipped a beat..it was as if they connected by their eyes..a feeling Maya never felt before..&lt;br /&gt;"ok what was that all about?" Lulwa asked curious for an answer, as she started the car..&lt;br /&gt;"ma3arf lulu ma3arf.. who's he?" asked Maya desperate to know who he was..&lt;br /&gt;"since it's an all girls party it might be Tahani's brother going back to the house.." lulwa concluded..&lt;br /&gt;"i guess.." said Maya&lt;br /&gt;"or maybe he's her fiance?" added Lulwa&lt;br /&gt;"maybe" Maya said, hoping that he's not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thnxx lulu for dropping me... luv u byee gnite!" Maya kissed Lulwa on the cheek and went inside the house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya undressed, washed her face, brushed her teeth, and went to bed thinking about HIM and his beautiful eyes and dazzling smile.. she felt her heart skip another beat just thinking about him and remembering the look her gave her that made her melt from inside...&lt;br /&gt;'is it love?' she thought to herself..and closed her eyes to sleep...'he might be Tahani's brother' she told herself.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly a thought crossed her mind.... 'what if he's Tahanis' fiance?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ;**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1567054790293054979-1876063094707202767?l=mylovediary55.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/feeds/1876063094707202767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/he-held-her-in-his-arms-kissed-her-like.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/1876063094707202767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1567054790293054979/posts/default/1876063094707202767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovediary55.blogspot.com/2009/02/he-held-her-in-his-arms-kissed-her-like.html' title='My Diary (1)'/><author><name>My Love Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09157495590132160204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-5l6wajf2k/Sf4D2R_pzfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rozp4gW9KcA/S220/moonlight+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
