AllOverThePlace:O

Heeeeeeeeeey shlounkoum? I know you missed me, you know I missed ya! haha okay:P

1) I got tanned

2) GA9AIT SHA3RYY :O

3) ma gest wazny bel meezan;p

4) I don't feel like I wanna write a story;(
wallah I really don't feel like it;p ya3ny you know when someone inspires you to write a story.. ba3dain that person is like.. out of your life, ba3dain you don't feel inspired at all? ee that's how I feel;s I'm sorry wallah:S! I might post like a random-one-post-story fahamtaaw? or like, random stuff here and there;p

5) you know laman you base your life on words of wisdom and stuff like that? ee, I USED to be one of those people.. bs now la2, I do my own words of wisdom haha:$

6) aby asaafer yallaaah malaitttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt:P

7) SHOUFAAAAAAAW EL IPOD TOUCH OU MY PLAYLIST!! kaaashkhaa ha? la2anna I'm kelesh not the technological type! haha 7aady mestaansa 3aalaaih;p

FEEDBACK?

Ya3aineyYaLailey;p

BACHERRRRRRRRRRRR ..... (insert drum roll here) BAROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO7 EL SHALAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ou banam there for 2 layaaaly so that means ena 3 days!! YAAAY MEE!!!

hellooooooo hot tans, hello ba7ar, helloooooooo jet-ski, and hellooooooo bal3a <------ this I will definetly not do.. wallah!;p

ouu elyoum I burnt 243 calories!! mashaallah mashallah tuf tuf :P

RIP ( if it's true) Michael Jackson;(

now back to me.. 7ADYY MESHTA6A 3AL DIET HAHA! >=P <-- 7elw elface 9a7;p?

anywhoooooooo any ideas 3ala my next story, la2anna frankly, I have none;(

ya3ny mathalaan:
-married(?)
- teenager(?)
- love(?)
- girl(?)
- U.S(?)

ou tara I love you all wallah:P

P.S. shraykoum bel BOLD? athaabe6koum bel 7arakaat;p

SummerIsGettinToMeAlready!

kk, elyoum.. for some particular reason re7t gesst wazneyy bel meeezan.

then all of a sudden ashoof wla ye6la3ly ena waznyyy 57 KILOS! :

geltt maybe that meezan is mkhaaref, so I checked the one that is eb my bathroom, and yet again I see ena wazney 57.4 KILOS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I went to my sister's room (my sis that I didn't see her for 3 days) and awal ma dashaait her room she was like "Dreaaaaaamer metaaaaaaaaaaaaantaaay@@!"

anaa hney 9aakaaat feeny eldenya! I mean seriously, I have never EVER reached that weight!

then, bedaaat my manaa7a and film hendy start;p (yes bechait!) I tend to be very emotional about the way I look!

BS I MEAN SERIOUSLY 57 KILOS?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MEN METTA DREAMER W9ELAAAT CHETHY?!?!?!?!?!?!

elmouhem, I immediatly typed a paper ana kaatba feeha ena I'll do a diet and I'll try my best to stick to it, and asawy exercising bel treadmill, and blah blah, with some other shit also. Then I signed it ou I'm thinking of framing it and hangin it somwhere in the kitchen. smart eh?

all of this hapenned at around 12;30 am. ou meshaait bel treadmill for 32 minutes and I burned 100 and something calorie (I don't remember;$) so yaaay me!

why did I get fat, you think?
let's just say that partying, avenues, blogging, and way over-sleeping aren't the best combination for summer:) <----- pissed off face.

on a completely different note, I'm thinking about a story to write.. bs it still isn't figured out completely, bs I'll try to start it as soon as possible!

Pt. 17 (FINALE) -TheWayYouMakeMeSmile;*

Dedicated to all my readers, especially the ones that have been with me all the wayyy! I love you all;*!



---------------------- 6 YEARS LATER ------------------------

Dear diary,

I'm now married to the love of my life, Mi7sen. I have a baby boy who's five years old and is called 7amany. I also have a baby girl who's two years old and her name is Dalia. I'm also four months pregnant, but I still don't know if it's a girl or a boy.

7amaaany is a copy of his dad, the same features exactly but he has my pink lucious full lips. He's so 7aarch, but ever since he went to school, he became less 7arch-er. He has good grades el7emdella. Ou Mi7sen is the one that mostly deals with him. Mi7sen says, and I quote, "a7saaan yeg3ad ma3a ebou akthar, 3ashan yet3alaaam elrejoulla!" He's five years old, for gods sake!

And my little cute girl, Dalia, is so quiet and well.. the opposite of 7amany. She completely, absolutly looks like her father, same dimples, same eyes, same nose, yeah.. the whole nine yards! She's so girly, and she loves the color pink. Wait scratch that, she ADORES the color pink. The only words she can say are mama, papa, anany (7amany), and inkk (pink). She's just too cute to finction.

Mi7sen, wa ma adraak ma alMi7sen. Mi7sen has been nothing but supportive with my choices in life. I love him to death. And I would sacrifice anything for him. I'm not gonna lie and say ena we didn't face difficulties. Because we did, bs el7emdella tejaawazna'ha. Mi7sen is my dream when I'm awake, and he's my fairytale when I'm asleep. I have never imagined my life to be the way it is, but I'm glad that it turned out this way. If I repeat, "I love Mi7sen" till eternity, it will still not describe the way I love Mi7sen. My Mi7sen.

I still pray for Phaaye in every 9alaat. Ou everytime someone mentions her I would get very emotional. She's the one that taught me how to live my life, how to risk a lot, and how to take chances. But most importantly, she taught me what sisterhood is all about.

Jouri had an arranged marriage, ou she lives in the U.S right now, I miss her terribly. The length distance just drew us closer. As they say, "Best friends together, never apart. Maybe in distance, but never in heart."

Jawa is in a relationship with 3umar, but it's still not defined. He loves her, she loves him but both of them are not ready for commitment. I hope things will work out for both of them, because they definetly are meant to be.

I grew a fond of Na9err, since Na9err became friends with Mi7sen. 7ada khoush wa7ed ou san3. He's maalech 3ala girl now, ou we're having a 3azeema for both couples (Mi7sen and I, and Na9er with his fiance). I can't wait till I meet her!

And lastly, Rakan. Well, lets just say I never saw him after that day. I heard that he lives in Housten, Texas; and that he's single. But I'm not completely sure.

Did I mention that we live in London now? 'cus we do! London babyyyy, wohooo!

xx,

Layan.

Pt. 16b -TheWayYouMakeMeSmile;*

Dedicated to Redbull, I love you;*

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Previously:

We continued walking blissfully, until I saw a shadow coming towards us. As it was getting nearer, I can see vividly who that person was. I rubbed my eyes to be sure that I wasn't hallucinating, but now that person is as clear as ice.
It was..
MI7SEN?!!!!!!!
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Layaan's Perspective:

OMG!! What should I do? why is he here? what the hell?

Oh shit, Rakan sensed that I panicked.

We're heading towards him, and I was so nervous that I started sweating! It looks like Rakan will go 7aga 3ashan esalemm 3alaiih. Bs shaal 9udfa! Mou ma3qoulla it was a coincidence!


Rakan: "Halla wallah bo s3ayedd!"

Mi7sen: "Halla feek,"

Rakan: "Shlounek? shakhbarek?"

Mi7sen: "Bkhair el7emdella, ou ent shlounek?"

Rakan: "Tamam. Bou s3ayed, hathy Layaan ely geltlek 3aan'ha."

Mi7sen: "ee, tsharaaaft."

I shook hands with him.

Rakan soulaaf ma3a shway, then we decided ena we should head back to the car. While we were walking, I couldn't help but turn my head and see wain Mi7sen. Out of nowhere..

Rakan: "Layaan, ma abeech tetzawejainy 3ashan etjamleeny."

Layaaan: "uuh.."

Rakaaan: "abeech tetzawejainey la2annech et7ebyny mou 3ashan shay thany."

We froze in our places, ou lafait wayhy again to see in Mi7sen is walking away. He's gone mny, forever. Rakaan grabbed both of my hands, laaf wayhy 3ala Mi7sen (keep in mind ena Mi7sen's back was 3alaina, since we were heading the other way).

Rakan: "Layaan, go to Mi7sen, you love him. You don't love me. Follow your heart."

Layan: "bss..."

Rakan (interuppting me): "makou la bs wla shay!"

He pushed me slightly while sighing, ou wayhaa kan 7ada meshtaa6.

I looked at him with a pleading look and teary eyes.

Layaan: "I'm sorry Rakan"

Rakan: "run after him, go!"

I ran, and ran like there was no tomorrow. I screamed Mi7sen's name twice until ehwa staw3ab ou laaf wayha 3alaay. Laman we9aalt 3endaa I hugged him so tight, and I never wanted to let go of him. I saw Rakaan glancing at me ou I blew him a kiss, said thankyou, and waved to him. He just smiled and went.

My Rakan, not mine anymore. But he'll always be my first love, he taught me how to love. What I learnt was, sometimes, when you do the wrong thing for the right reasons is better than doing the right thing, but for the wrong reasons.

Mi7sen: "A7ebech Layan, amout feech!"

Layaan: "ana a7ebek akthar"



Rakaan's Perspective:

It hurt to see her go to someone other than me. People have to sacrifice for the ones they love, even if it means leaving them. But I knew that I was doing the right thing. 7araam athlemm elbent ma3aaay. How did I figure out that she loves Mi7sen, and Mi7sen loves her, you ask? Well, it's simple. It shows from her eyes, and everytime I mention Mi7sen, ehya teshta6. And I can read Mi7sen's face, and expressions, we were friends menzemaan. And I'm happy for him. At least now, Layaan is happy. And that was what I'm aiming for. She still has a special place in my heart that no one will ever fill out for her. I still love her, but I'll eventually move on.

Oh and yeah, one more thing; We canceled the wedding.
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Writer's Note: Awwwwwwwwwwwww, 9a7?;p ..and NO THIS IS NOT THE FINALE! Enjooyyyy;)!

Pt.16a -TheWayYouMakeMeSmile;*

Just so you know, I posted part 15. So read part 15 awal;*

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Rakaan's Perspective:

After two weeks is our 3erss, Layaan is the best thing that ever happened to me. Bs a7es'ha shwaay tagheyeraaat, bs maybe it's just a phase and she's gonna get over it. Ma atkhaaayal my wife itkoun mou Layan, it's just unimaginable. She still doesn't let me even kiss her, she wants to save it 7ag the wedding night, that was so typical from her. Bs kberaat eb 3aainey 3ala this choice.



Layaan's Perspective:

It's 1;30 pm, ou bacher is our 3erss.. aaah omg I'm so nervous. I can feel the butterflies in my stomach doing front flips and back flips. I have the most amazing wedding gown on earth, it's an off-white cocktail dress ou it's really tight men the upper body part, ou manfoush men the bottom body part. Ya3ny my dress was very classic and original, I loved every single inch of it!

Rakaan by6ale3nyy elyoum, ma3aaana it's so wrong ya3ny my wedding is bacher! I have other important stuff to do. Bs this 6aal3a is our last day as an engaged couple, so we should make the best of it.

I can't help myself but over-think that this whole marriage is the right thing to do. I mean 3ala goulat'houm ena laman you have an arranged marriage, you end up living happily. Bs etha it's unarranged then it mostly results as a divorce. Bs I don't think it's right, like, tons of people tezawejaaw their boyfriends ou they lived happily without a divorce. Oh, well. A small thought came into my head and started to whisper stuff like you know that this won't work out, you know that you're better off without Rakan tagging along, and you know that you love Mi7sen, not Rakan. But I quickly shoved those thoughts away and prayed to god that these thoughts won't reappear again. After all, Rakan rejaa3ly after I broke up with him, TWICE.

Rakaan picked me up at about 7;30 bellail and we went 7ag Nino's eb Avenues, since it was where I first met him. Dakhaalna elsayarra, and Rakaan started speeding up in the streets of Kuwait. I grabbed his hand and squeezed him really tight, like I never want to let go of him.

Layaan: "Rakaani, please slow down bacher my wedding ma aby amout;p"

Rakan: "as long as you're with me, you're safe."

I kissed his hands and he just smiled ou his dimples bayenaaw. I swear he has the cutest dimples on Earth, you just want to pinch them!

Layaan: "wain benrouu7?"

Rakan: "babougech muwahaha;p ..benrou7 moukan ya3ny shrayech! just wait and see;p it's a surprise"

Layan: "uugh, I hate surprises!"

Rakaan: "bs you're gonna love this one! tadreen laish? la2ana qasben 3alaich;p"

Wesaaalna 3end elbeach ou we walked hand-in-hand across the beach, with the moon gleaming at us happily.

I don't feel the same way about Rakan like I did before, it wasn't the same. I know that I fell for Mi7sen hard, bs I thought ena Rakan can replace him, bs he doesn't. I know that what I'm doing is right bs.. it doesn't satisfy me! I know ena I'm guilty, I hurt him way too many times to tell him ena I don't love him like I did before, I just can't bring myself up to do it!

We continued walking blissfully, until I saw a shadow coming towards us. As it was getting nearer, I can see vividly who that person was. I rubbed my eyes to be sure that I wasn't hallucinating, but now that person is as clear as ice.

It was..
MI7SEN?!!!!!!!
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Writer's note: there! a cliff-hanger! btw; the story is coming to an end, soon. really soon. love you all:* comment please!

Pt.15 -TheWayYouMakeMeSmile;*

Dedicated to Ms.B ely betsaafer bacher, I love you;'* (HUG!!) -if you knw what I mean;p
And dedicated to MeemzWithLove my silent reader that I just found about;p
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Layaan's Perspective:

Things have been the same, they didn't really change that much. Every Saturday I recieve a msg from Mi7sen, and same old happens. I really do miss Rakan! I mean, like, part of me feels completely lost without him.

I decided to spend the whole day with my good old Mamittaa, we will go shopping bel 9ale7eya and then head over to Starbucks elbede3. I wore my Yves Saint Laurent surplice knitted dress with Fendi suede detailed sandals, straightened my hair, and jumped into the car and saw my mom waiting for me dakhel elsayara.

We shopped, shopped, and shopped till we dropped.

Mama: "7abeebty, Layouna, khafefaay elser3a.. laish el6yara?"

Layan: "Mama ma aby ekoun za7ma there"

We swimmed across the straights until I parked ou dashaina dakhel ou sat at our table. My BB beeped signaling there was an incoming msg. I unlocked my keyboard and swifted through the msgs until I found the msg I was looking for. It was from Rakan.

To say that I was shocked is an understatement. I was beyond shocked, I was.. OVERWHELMED! I decided that it was best if I don't see the msg al7een, since I'm with my mother and all. So, laman arjaa3 elbait I'll open it.


I sat cross-legged on my bed with my laptop switched open, and my BB in my hands. I was very nervous to open the msg. Bs I opened it anyway.

Incoming msg: 7ayatii;*:

Rakan: "Layaan, I'm back.. bel Kuwait. I arrived yesterday, do you think we can meet up?"


I called him immediatly, it rang five rings.. and when I was about to hang up, he answered.



Rakaan's Perspective:

I hesitated, but I answered her call. I'm not gonna lie by saying I wasn't nervous. Because I was, ou ana khayeff ena ehya ma taby terjaa3ly, after all, I did kiss Mayanerou back.

Rakan: "Layan?"

Layaan: "Rakan, is it really you?"

Rakan: "haha, laa it's a serial killer who murdered your bird"

Layan: "hahaha, I missed you!" I can tell she was crying happily. Happily, I hope.

Rakan: "ana akthaar wallah! matitwaqa3ain shkether hal ayam kaanat 9a3ba bedounech!"

Layaan: "same goes to you, and you should be ashamed of yourself mister!"

Rakan: "laaish?"

Layan: "la2aanek reja3t ams, ou ma dagait 3alaay wla 6amantney!"

Rakan: "haha, khalaa9 ma a3eed'ha mara thaanya. So we're okay?"

Layaan: "we're more than okay, I love you.."

Rakan: "I love you too, you're the only one I loved and you will stay as the only one"

Layan: "aaaaaaaw, tara aste7yy;$"

Rakaaan: "hahaha, ya 3aainey 3al yeste7oun wallah;p!"

Layan: "hehe.."

Rakan: "so shloun Mi7sen ma3ach?"

Layaan: "he just texts me every Saturday yes2al 3anni"

Rakan: "ya7laila, wallah ye3temed 3alaiih.. 7abeeb wallah."

Layaan: "ou ana wain re7tt? ana mou 7abeebtek?;@"

Rakaan: "entaay 7abeebaaat galby!"

Layan: "enzain Rakaani, I can't see you anymore."

Rakan: "shenou qasdech?"

Laayan: "qasdy ena takh6ebny men ahaaly, I'm not getting any younger Rakan, batkharaaj men the forth year of college 3ugoub two months"

Rakaan: "tamreen amer, men hal 3youn gabel hal 3youn"

Layan: "hehe, okay look 7ayaty.. ana lazem arou7 al7een okay? kaalem oumek elyoum or tomorrow okay? I love you, bye!"

And she hung up.


I'm gonna talk to my mother elyoum enshallah, the sooner the better. I'm sure ena Layan bta3jebb oumy, she's men 3aayla zaina, ou 3enda'ha akhlaaq ou sanaa3, ou pretty ba3ad. I can't wait!
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Writer's notes: Part 16 is commin up! Enjoy;)