Dear Diary,
Today was definitely what's the word .. Umm unexpected? Surprising? Confusing? I don't know what to call it but I know one thing for sure .. It was weird.
I got up and did my morning routine, brushed my teeth, prayed Fajir, combed my hair, chose an outfit etc. I went to Uni with my other car, the Porsche Panamera Turbo S Executive because my Bentley was still in the garage.. Anyways when I got to University I was informed that 3 of my classes were cancelled except one, which was... Yes you guessed it .. Mr.Khalid's :\ What made me angrier than them not informing me earlier was that Mr.Khalid's class was after 2 hours! I called the girls and they said they'll come in an hour or so because they didn't take Business class.. So as I was waiting patiently in Starbucks, sipping on my Vanilla Frappachino some guy and his friends came in.. Me being me, didn't care or even bother to catch a glimpse of the guys.. I was on instagram then some guy in a kandoora came up to me.. I looked up and up and up .. Boy was he tall ! He was even taller than 5leefa! The guy looked kinda familiar but I didn't know who he was. This was the conversation between us:
Guy: Salam 3laikum
Me: 3laikum Elsalam .. Na3am U5ooy?
Guy: Hhh .. Emm Asif .. For what I did yesterday..
Me: I don't know what you're talking about .. Sorry wrong person..
Guy: Mb inti el bint ellay d3amt'ha bar7a? I5it 7mdan?
Me: Ooh Heihh .. Inta el '3abi ellay mat6ali3 youm itsoug :)
3bdulla: Ana el '3abi =))?! Puts his hands on his heart awena he's hurt. Inti ellay mara w7da itsaween raywaz (reverse)
Me: *gasp* Anaa?! :O
3bdulla: Haih inti y3ny mno :P
Me: I'll have you know I got an A in my driving test
3bdulla: Mbrook .. Ana 3bdulla
Me: I know what your name is :)
3bdulla: I see you've been talking about me
Me: I slightly blushed .. No! 7mdan just happened to mention it :)
3bdulla: Aha. Wiggled his eyebrows.
Me: I'm Shamsa.
3bdulla: 3ashat el asamy
Me: 3ashat ayamik
3bdulla: Elmuhum .. Sorry for yesterday even though it was your fault ;)
Me: You're not forgiven :D
3bdulla: Okay bnchoof .. Yalla m3asalamah
Me: Bye!
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I usually don't blush but I don't know why I did :S Abdulla was quite handsome .. He was tall, very tall, about 195cm. He was tan and well built but not in a creepy steroids kinda way :P He had pearly white teeth and a goatee .. I usually hate goatee's but on him it look Hot! My palm started sweating just thinking about him. What the hell is happening to me?! I am totally against guys ever since umm .. Nevermind!
Abdulla was on my mind all day :S I don't know why but he just was! His laugh .. My god his laugh made my tummy spin :/ You know what? Let's change the subject. After attending Mr.Khalid's lesson with the girls, I went home speeding at around 120km .. When a police pulled me over.. He asked for my license, when he saw my dad's name on the license his eyes widened and immediately let me go , saying that I should slow down and drive safely. You see my father is an extremely well known man in the Arabian Gulf .. He owns a lot of companies world-wide so it's common to see that reaction. My dad is currently living abroad with his wife and kids, which I'm very thankful for because if I ever see him or his wife it's going to be WW3 :)
I arrived at our mansion in no time and went straight up to my room where I spent the rest of the day thinking about 3bdulla .. I just couldn't get him to leave my mind :( I changed into my purple Juicy training suit and headed downstairs to the Tv room. I saw my mom and brothers sitting engrossed in their conversation about politics and whatnot. I entered the room and said Hi to everyone and sat on Saif's lap.. "Shamoosa Mitanty? Wayed thjeelah! Ufff sho takleen?!" My eyes started tearing up .. I'm not the kind of girl that is obsessed with her weight and watches what she eats. I love food. "Shamoos balach bit9ee7en kint atma95ar..!?" I felt so emotional.. Guess I'm getting my period soon x_x "Haa? Um la wla shy.." My brothers and mom looked so worried .. "Shamasii 7beebty what's wrong? Did something happen?" Asked my mom. "Shamsa mno m'6ayginich 5breenii 3shan akasir rasah!" That's 5leefa for you =)) Always being over-protective, trying to protect his little sister <3 "Laa laa wla shay :P I'm okayy" After talking for a while with the family it was time for me to go to bed, I was exhausted! As I was leaving 7mdan told my mom that his friend is coming over tomorrow for lunch.
I went up to my room and changed into a loose shirt and shorts.. I prayed 9alat el 3sha and went to lala land.
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Hello Readers. What's your opinion on my story so far?
Saturday, 19 July 2014
Friday, 18 July 2014
Dear Diary - Part 1
Dear Diary,
Sorry I had to go help my Mom out in the kitchen.. Anyways getting back to where I was..
*Flashback*
Me: I'm so so sorry mama -
Mom: Don't be sorry 7beebty .. You didn't do anything wrong.. Getting back to what happened.. After I saw a few therapist .. I got much better .. That was until the day I found out that ..
*A7em* AlSalam3laikum
Me and Mom: W 3laikum el Salam 5leefa
Mom: Halla wildi sh5barik 7beeby?
5leefa: B5air damich b5air Mama
Mom: Fdaitik .. B'3ait shay 7beeby?
5leefa: La mama .. Yalla ana rayi7 el meelas 3nd el shabab .. It2amroon ib shay?
Me: La shkran .. May2amir 3laik el 3dw :D
5leefa; Yalla ast24an
Mom: T7amil 7beeby
5leefa: Inshallah Mama :* *exists the room*
Me: Mama what happened? What did you find out?
Mom: *sigh* Well Shamais .. It's a long story but umm .. Remember your grandmother Shamsa, Allah Yr7amha?
Me: Umm shwy bs mb wayed .. Kint 9'3eirah youm twafat
Mom: Heih inzain hee twafat bsabab 9ara6an ... She had breast cancer..
Me: 9iddgg :O
Mom: Heih .. And now I have it too *tears up*
Me: N3AM?! Ma sma3tich 3dil mumkin it3eideen?
Mom: Shamsa .. I'm so sorry but the doctors said that I only have 9 months to live .. The cancer cells are spreading fast around my body *starts crying*
Me: Mama Laa *crys* Msta7eel .. Mama noo please don't leave me alone in this world .. Please *cries uncontrollably*
Mom: Shamsa ellay Allah katbeenah biyistiwii .. Kil7ad bymout f wagta .. We can't change what Allah wants
Me: M-MAMAA P-PLEAASSEE NOOOOOO :'(
Mom: I'm sorry Shamsa there is nothing left to do ..
Me: No .. Noo :'(
*End of Flashback*
It has been over 4 years now and my mom kicked cancers butt!
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I have 3 elder brothers and one younger than me.
7mdan: 24 years old, he's tall about 185cm .. He looks similar to me but a bit more tanned .. He's very sweet bs I don't see him a lot .. He is married to my cousin Shai5a
Saif: 22 years old, he is average height and has fair skin which he got from my dad .. He also has dimples and is one of the biggest players in the UAE =))
5leefa; He is my favorite brother, he is 21 years old .. He is the tallest one in family (192cm) .. He has tanned skin, big eyes, a sharp thin nose and full lips .. He is also the most protective over me but he is open-minded
Fahad: He is my younger brother, He is 19 and looks a lot like my dad but he is a bit short
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Getting back to the present..!!
I was on my way to the American University of Dubai (AUD) in my Bentley Continental GT and this idiot almost bumped my car! I reached the university and parked my car .. I met up with my two best friends, Shamma and Maryam .. We are known as the three musketeers =)) I've known them since I was in KG !! Shamma has short, chestnut colored hair and is tall, slim and slightly tanned whereas Maryam was a little short with medium length brown hair. Maryam got most of her features from her British mother.. The long and thin nose, big blue eyes, plump red lips and skin as white as snow.. Anyways.. We met up at StarBucks, grabbed our usual drinks and headed to Mr.Khaled's class .. He was the worst teacher in history and hated me since day one.. All because I was 1 minute late to class -.-
The day passed by so slowly it seemed like forever !! As i was reversing my car.. Wa7ed 7ywan 3ami d3am sayarty. Ya Allah it was so not time for this.. I got out of my car and started screaming at him.. He being the jerk he was just laughed at me.. I asked him what was funny and he said "You are =))" Which ended up making my temper rise to the roof! I told him that I'm going to call the police and he replied by saying "Maleh da3i bs 36eeni ra8mich w bawid sayartich el wkalah 3shan ey9al7oonha"
I gave him my 7mdan's number w geltla yitfaham wyah .. Although it was a small dent I was still extremely pissed off due to Mr 5aled's endless lecturing .. I came back home and saw 7mdan sitting in the Tv room.. I explained to him what happened earlier today and he said it's okay w the car will be fixed in no time.
Sorry I had to go help my Mom out in the kitchen.. Anyways getting back to where I was..
*Flashback*
Me: I'm so so sorry mama -
Mom: Don't be sorry 7beebty .. You didn't do anything wrong.. Getting back to what happened.. After I saw a few therapist .. I got much better .. That was until the day I found out that ..
*A7em* AlSalam3laikum
Me and Mom: W 3laikum el Salam 5leefa
Mom: Halla wildi sh5barik 7beeby?
5leefa: B5air damich b5air Mama
Mom: Fdaitik .. B'3ait shay 7beeby?
5leefa: La mama .. Yalla ana rayi7 el meelas 3nd el shabab .. It2amroon ib shay?
Me: La shkran .. May2amir 3laik el 3dw :D
5leefa; Yalla ast24an
Mom: T7amil 7beeby
5leefa: Inshallah Mama :* *exists the room*
Me: Mama what happened? What did you find out?
Mom: *sigh* Well Shamais .. It's a long story but umm .. Remember your grandmother Shamsa, Allah Yr7amha?
Me: Umm shwy bs mb wayed .. Kint 9'3eirah youm twafat
Mom: Heih inzain hee twafat bsabab 9ara6an ... She had breast cancer..
Me: 9iddgg :O
Mom: Heih .. And now I have it too *tears up*
Me: N3AM?! Ma sma3tich 3dil mumkin it3eideen?
Mom: Shamsa .. I'm so sorry but the doctors said that I only have 9 months to live .. The cancer cells are spreading fast around my body *starts crying*
Me: Mama Laa *crys* Msta7eel .. Mama noo please don't leave me alone in this world .. Please *cries uncontrollably*
Mom: Shamsa ellay Allah katbeenah biyistiwii .. Kil7ad bymout f wagta .. We can't change what Allah wants
Me: M-MAMAA P-PLEAASSEE NOOOOOO :'(
Mom: I'm sorry Shamsa there is nothing left to do ..
Me: No .. Noo :'(
*End of Flashback*
It has been over 4 years now and my mom kicked cancers butt!
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I have 3 elder brothers and one younger than me.
7mdan: 24 years old, he's tall about 185cm .. He looks similar to me but a bit more tanned .. He's very sweet bs I don't see him a lot .. He is married to my cousin Shai5a
Saif: 22 years old, he is average height and has fair skin which he got from my dad .. He also has dimples and is one of the biggest players in the UAE =))
5leefa; He is my favorite brother, he is 21 years old .. He is the tallest one in family (192cm) .. He has tanned skin, big eyes, a sharp thin nose and full lips .. He is also the most protective over me but he is open-minded
Fahad: He is my younger brother, He is 19 and looks a lot like my dad but he is a bit short
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Getting back to the present..!!
I was on my way to the American University of Dubai (AUD) in my Bentley Continental GT and this idiot almost bumped my car! I reached the university and parked my car .. I met up with my two best friends, Shamma and Maryam .. We are known as the three musketeers =)) I've known them since I was in KG !! Shamma has short, chestnut colored hair and is tall, slim and slightly tanned whereas Maryam was a little short with medium length brown hair. Maryam got most of her features from her British mother.. The long and thin nose, big blue eyes, plump red lips and skin as white as snow.. Anyways.. We met up at StarBucks, grabbed our usual drinks and headed to Mr.Khaled's class .. He was the worst teacher in history and hated me since day one.. All because I was 1 minute late to class -.-
The day passed by so slowly it seemed like forever !! As i was reversing my car.. Wa7ed 7ywan 3ami d3am sayarty. Ya Allah it was so not time for this.. I got out of my car and started screaming at him.. He being the jerk he was just laughed at me.. I asked him what was funny and he said "You are =))" Which ended up making my temper rise to the roof! I told him that I'm going to call the police and he replied by saying "Maleh da3i bs 36eeni ra8mich w bawid sayartich el wkalah 3shan ey9al7oonha"
I gave him my 7mdan's number w geltla yitfaham wyah .. Although it was a small dent I was still extremely pissed off due to Mr 5aled's endless lecturing .. I came back home and saw 7mdan sitting in the Tv room.. I explained to him what happened earlier today and he said it's okay w the car will be fixed in no time.
A few hours passed by and I was bored out of my mind so I told the girls to come over .. We spent the night eating, watching movies and talking. Around 11pm the girls left and just as they left 7mdan came in telling me that my car will be out of the wkalah in a week and that the guy that bumped me was his old highschool friend 3bdullah .. It's 12 am which is a little late considering the fact that I have Uni tomorrow morning. Goodnight my dear diary.. Talk to you tomorrow
Thursday, 17 July 2014
Dear Diary - Intro
Dear Diary,
My name is Shamsa which refers to the sun or something that is like the sun in its brilliance and radiance in Arabic. As a child my friends and family called me Sunshine or Sunlight. People around me always tell me that there is a radiance of light surrounding me when I smile or laugh but to be honest I disagree with that.
If only they knew .. If only they knew how dark my soul and feelings are.. All because of him.. He did this to me.. I was once the happiest girl in the world, with the biggest smile you will ever see. Always laughing without a care in this cruel world.
Anyways, let me tell you a little about myself, I am a typical Emirati girl from one of the wealthiest families in the UAE. I just recently turned 20 and I am in my second year of college. Onto the physical description, I have the typical Emirati features, long and straight jet black hair, big brown eyes, a think nose and small pink lips. I have a cheeky face and I am average weight and height.
So basically you'd say that I'm pretty much the average girl who wished to fall in love with prince charming and live happily ever after. Wrong. I am the complete and utter opposite of that. Why? Because I don't believe in love, I don't believe in happy endings, well not anymore atleast. But I do believe in karma :)
This is my story.. So why don't I start from the beginning eh? It all started when I was only 13 years old. My parents recently got a divorce which is understandable because my dad being the inconsiderate b****rd he was, cheated on my mom with another gold-digging b***h. As a little girl, I'd always be so torn when I saw or heard my parents fighting, which would result with my mom crying her heart out in secret. I always wondered what was the cause for my mom and dad's endless fights and then I knew, the day I turned 13 was the day my world went crashing downhill. I still remember it as if it was yesterday.
*Flashback*
Me: Mama! Mama! When is Baba coming home? My party started 3 hours ago and he still didn't show up ):
Mom: 7beebty Shamasi Baba biyit2a5ar shway, 3nda sh'3il fil maktab.
Me: Bs Mama it's my birthday and he's not here!
Mom: I know baby, I know 7beebty. Sho rayich itseereen bara3 w til3ibein wya rbee3atich?
Me: Inshallah Mama. I love you :*
Mom: Smiles a small sad smile I love you too my baby :*
He never ended up showing up. I cried my self to sleep that day..on my birthday! How could he miss his only daughters' birthday? How could he?! After that day, was a never-ending cycle of my dad missing birthday parties, celebrations, school plays and graduations. From that day onward was the beginning of my parents never-ending fights. I always blamed myself to be the reason as to why they got a divorce. Always until that day..The day I worked up the courage to ask my mom what really happened..
*Flashback*
I had just come back from school.. I've been thinking of asking my mom this question from a week.
Me: Slam3laikum Mama
Mom: Halla bnayati. Halla 7beebty. How was school?
Me: *No Answer*
Mom: Shamsa blach sar7ana? 3an sho itfakreen?
Me: Haa? Umm asfa mama sho gelty?
Mom: Shamsa sho feech 7beebty? Shay istiwa fil mdrisah?
Me: La mama wla shay istiwa .. Umm mama?
Mom: Na3am 7beebty? 5air sho mistiwi? 5breeni sho m'6ayginich
Me: *frowning* Mama ... What happened? *long pause* Why did you and baba get a divorce?
Mom: *shocked* Shamsa.. Me and your father just didn't work well together.. We've been married from 26 years .. And as the years passed by.. Our love started fading away..
Me: La mama a3arf inich mb yalsa itgooleen kilshay.. Sho istiwa? Sho 9idg istiwa?
Mom: Hmm .. Well 7beebty .. I think you're old enough to know the truth now.. Well you see your father and I were married for a very long time.. But as we grew up.. We created more distance between us.. One day, when you were only 8 years old, I discovered that your father was cheating on me with another women.. He was umm calling me but he called me by a different name..
Me: *Gasped* The .. The other women's name?
Mom: Haih .. Kint wayed m3a9ba w z3lanah w kint aba iyfahimny el salfa w 9ara5t 3alaih .. Bda2t a3a9ib w ubooch 3a9ab.. Galy ina mitzawjha w mayir'6a ini atkalam 3n 7rmata .. W 5abarny ina ma5abirch w u5wanich lain ma tikbiroun.. *long pause* After a few years your father found out he was having twins .. And they weren't mine. That was when our relationship crashed and burned.. We started to fight constantly because of him not being here for you guys.. And me.. Then one day I got fed up and asked for a divorce.. He didn't care.. He just replied by saying "A5eiran iftakait minch" I fell to the floor and cried till I had to tears left to cry.. He just gave me a dirty look and stormed out of the room.. That was when my depression began.. I was depressed for 6 months *her eyes started to fill with unshed tears*
Me: I'm so so sorry mama -
Mom: Don't be sorry 7beebty .. You didn't do anything wrong.. Getting back to what happened.. After I saw a few therapist .. I got much better .. That was until the day I found out that ..
*A7em* AlSalam3laikum
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Cliff Hanger ;) Mwahahahahahah =))
Please tell me how you think it is so far and sorry if there are any mistakes.
NOTE: This is a fictional story
*This story is a fictional story with a few real life events*
My name is Shamsa which refers to the sun or something that is like the sun in its brilliance and radiance in Arabic. As a child my friends and family called me Sunshine or Sunlight. People around me always tell me that there is a radiance of light surrounding me when I smile or laugh but to be honest I disagree with that.
If only they knew .. If only they knew how dark my soul and feelings are.. All because of him.. He did this to me.. I was once the happiest girl in the world, with the biggest smile you will ever see. Always laughing without a care in this cruel world.
Anyways, let me tell you a little about myself, I am a typical Emirati girl from one of the wealthiest families in the UAE. I just recently turned 20 and I am in my second year of college. Onto the physical description, I have the typical Emirati features, long and straight jet black hair, big brown eyes, a think nose and small pink lips. I have a cheeky face and I am average weight and height.
So basically you'd say that I'm pretty much the average girl who wished to fall in love with prince charming and live happily ever after. Wrong. I am the complete and utter opposite of that. Why? Because I don't believe in love, I don't believe in happy endings, well not anymore atleast. But I do believe in karma :)
This is my story.. So why don't I start from the beginning eh? It all started when I was only 13 years old. My parents recently got a divorce which is understandable because my dad being the inconsiderate b****rd he was, cheated on my mom with another gold-digging b***h. As a little girl, I'd always be so torn when I saw or heard my parents fighting, which would result with my mom crying her heart out in secret. I always wondered what was the cause for my mom and dad's endless fights and then I knew, the day I turned 13 was the day my world went crashing downhill. I still remember it as if it was yesterday.
*Flashback*
Me: Mama! Mama! When is Baba coming home? My party started 3 hours ago and he still didn't show up ):
Mom: 7beebty Shamasi Baba biyit2a5ar shway, 3nda sh'3il fil maktab.
Me: Bs Mama it's my birthday and he's not here!
Mom: I know baby, I know 7beebty. Sho rayich itseereen bara3 w til3ibein wya rbee3atich?
Me: Inshallah Mama. I love you :*
Mom: Smiles a small sad smile I love you too my baby :*
He never ended up showing up. I cried my self to sleep that day..on my birthday! How could he miss his only daughters' birthday? How could he?! After that day, was a never-ending cycle of my dad missing birthday parties, celebrations, school plays and graduations. From that day onward was the beginning of my parents never-ending fights. I always blamed myself to be the reason as to why they got a divorce. Always until that day..The day I worked up the courage to ask my mom what really happened..
*Flashback*
I had just come back from school.. I've been thinking of asking my mom this question from a week.
Me: Slam3laikum Mama
Mom: Halla bnayati. Halla 7beebty. How was school?
Me: *No Answer*
Mom: Shamsa blach sar7ana? 3an sho itfakreen?
Me: Haa? Umm asfa mama sho gelty?
Mom: Shamsa sho feech 7beebty? Shay istiwa fil mdrisah?
Me: La mama wla shay istiwa .. Umm mama?
Mom: Na3am 7beebty? 5air sho mistiwi? 5breeni sho m'6ayginich
Me: *frowning* Mama ... What happened? *long pause* Why did you and baba get a divorce?
Mom: *shocked* Shamsa.. Me and your father just didn't work well together.. We've been married from 26 years .. And as the years passed by.. Our love started fading away..
Me: La mama a3arf inich mb yalsa itgooleen kilshay.. Sho istiwa? Sho 9idg istiwa?
Mom: Hmm .. Well 7beebty .. I think you're old enough to know the truth now.. Well you see your father and I were married for a very long time.. But as we grew up.. We created more distance between us.. One day, when you were only 8 years old, I discovered that your father was cheating on me with another women.. He was umm calling me but he called me by a different name..
Me: *Gasped* The .. The other women's name?
Mom: Haih .. Kint wayed m3a9ba w z3lanah w kint aba iyfahimny el salfa w 9ara5t 3alaih .. Bda2t a3a9ib w ubooch 3a9ab.. Galy ina mitzawjha w mayir'6a ini atkalam 3n 7rmata .. W 5abarny ina ma5abirch w u5wanich lain ma tikbiroun.. *long pause* After a few years your father found out he was having twins .. And they weren't mine. That was when our relationship crashed and burned.. We started to fight constantly because of him not being here for you guys.. And me.. Then one day I got fed up and asked for a divorce.. He didn't care.. He just replied by saying "A5eiran iftakait minch" I fell to the floor and cried till I had to tears left to cry.. He just gave me a dirty look and stormed out of the room.. That was when my depression began.. I was depressed for 6 months *her eyes started to fill with unshed tears*
Me: I'm so so sorry mama -
Mom: Don't be sorry 7beebty .. You didn't do anything wrong.. Getting back to what happened.. After I saw a few therapist .. I got much better .. That was until the day I found out that ..
*A7em* AlSalam3laikum
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Cliff Hanger ;) Mwahahahahahah =))
Please tell me how you think it is so far and sorry if there are any mistakes.
NOTE: This is a fictional story
*This story is a fictional story with a few real life events*
Getting Started
I've been following many blogs from a while now. Whenever I'd read a story, I always was tempted to write my own and now I've built up the courage to do so. My first story will be a fictional diary of an Emirati girl living in Dubai, it will be about the struggles and hardships she faces. It will also be about her secret love life. This story is inspired by the numerous blogs I've read and a few personal bits and pieces.
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