Eight days ago my niece told me that she’s coming over to spend Ramadan with us without her mom. I was so happy when my sister-in-law called me and said:Get ready! Roby is coming. When she arrived with my brother, everyone was so happy since we don’t have little kids in the house. My cousin, Areeb, loves me as much as she loves her mother. Wherever I go she follows me like my shadow. Bathing her,feeding her,taking her to the bathroom,combing her hair and dressing her up all is my responsibility.

Before Ramadan, everything was ok because I’d nothing to do except taking care of my niece . But after the first day of Ramadan, I found it difficult to balance between my duties at home,worshiping and looking after her. I usually pray at hom unlike my mom and sisters who pray at the mosque. So she and I spend alot of time time together.I never have the time to relax  when she is awake. All this make me think of the maids who look after children. It’s actually  more than looking after children. Maids cook, wash dishes,do the laundry, clean the house. After all, they’re mistreated by some family members. I don’t say that all families mistreat their maids, but It did happen. I always wonder! we as old sisters sometimes ignore our baby sisters/brothers. We sometimes mistreat them when we are angry. Mothers go for work, come and sleep, wake up and go out for shopping or visit their friends and we expect the maid to be an angel! No screaming! No complaining! I still remember that fight between my cousins and their maid. The maid was screaming: Don’t treat me like a “5adamah” because I’m treated like a princess by my family!

I really appreciate the way my father raised us. His most important rule of  life: RESPECT OTHERS. No matter who they are, we have to respect them. We are never allowed to scream at maids or drivers. We are never allowed to disrespect them. Whenever we cook something, we give them fresh food not the left-overs. If they help me in a school project (coz they were talented msha’allah), I’ve to reward them. Noriani and Odeh were more than a driver and maid. They were a part of our family. I grew up with them since I was 6 until my first year in college. I  wish that people one day consider the servants as human beings who have rights in  life and start to treat them with more respect

I’ve been tagged by the sweetest 3thoug ever.I need to brainstorm myself cuz I’ve ALOT of things to tell and I just have to choose seven :silly:

“ The challenge is to tell 7 things about yourself, and then challenge 7 people to do the same.”

1-When I was 3 baba was angry and he shouted at me(I don’t really remember but he told me this story) and I couldn’t stop crying the whole day. I hid myself in a small space under the stairs and they were looking for me but I never showed up. Then Mom found me and asked: why are you crying? Baba was  just behind her and he heard me saying: why did he shout on me!! I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM. Since that day Baba promised me that he’ll never ever makes me cry and he always repeats : I don’t like to see your tears  3>

2-When I first learned how to pray, I used to lock the door and the windows before I pray. I just didn’t want anyone to know that I’m praying because I always feel embarrassed when I get compliments from others.

3- I’ve always been different from my sisters. In everything, my thinking, the way I act, my style ect. I can’t find anything common between us. No matter how much I try, I always fail. To be honest, I gave up because they just don’t like anything I do (except my lil sis)

4- I cry ALOT  and when I cry I usually listen to Marc Anthony- Do you believe in loneliness.

5- Last eid when we went camping at the beach, me and other 7 girls were riding quad motorcycles. It was 4:00 a.m and that guy told us we’ve to stay near  the camps. BUT we just ignored whatever he said and headed off to Movenpick Hotel. That was crazy. They were screaming and singing but I told them to keep quiet cuz the boys will be following us. Two mins later, a crazy guy in an old red car was driving fast toward me ,he just wanted to frighten me. I felt so scared  cuz I promised mama to take care of my lil sis and now I’m the one who’s making troubles. I told the girls that I’ll go back to the camp but they completed their way to the hotel. When I was on my way back to the camp, a police car stopped me. Thank God he was in a good mood and there was not a lot of ppl around. I begged him to let me go. Suddenly, I heard someone calling my name. It was MOM. She was on her way to the public toilets when she saw me and my lil sis talking to the police man. She called me and when I answered my phone, she burst out  into tears. Well do you want to know what happened then! Humm nothing she shouted at me and then she hugged me and shouted at me again LOL (btw I can’t believe that I did such a thing. I think it wasn’t the real me that night)  -this happened after the story of my lil sis in eid-

6-  When I was 12,my auntie died and my family went to Riyadh. I stayed at  home with my lil sis and the maid until my uncles come and stay with us. In the meantime, I was REALLY bored, so I just picked up the lighter and put it near to my lil sister foot and lighted up  :blank:

7- The most embarrassing moment in my life. I’d my period when Mom was in Riyadh and I was wearing a white pants. My 13 years old cousin told me that there’s chocolate on my pants. He thought it’s Kit Kat. I went to the bathroom cursing myself and crying alone. Now whenever I meet him wearing a white skirt or pants he just start laughing nonstop :$

Woho I talked alot.Now It’s the time to tag some ppl   :inlove:

Rin

Candy

Smart Cookie

Oh well Iam blogging again. It was a tough week and I’ve the worst mid exams schedule ever.And the next week would be worse for sure, 3 exams down and 4 to go. Iam up to my ears in work  :S

Today  picks from my life channel lol

- I’ve submitted one of my boring researches about plgiarism and copyrights and the next week I’ve to finish my proposal about the best books and journals cataloging system for my college. What pisses me off  is that I’m taking LIS as a general course of one hour credit and she’s making it a big deal. 50%  on the proposal! We don’t even have a book for this course. She enters the room,starts talking about herself as a super dr. and repeat this stupid phrase shhh children,then she leaves the room smiling.

-Teacher’s pets..whay don’t you grow up please ! you are so pethtic!.. I can’t bear the way you act all the day in each and every lecture. What I hate so much are those people who change their attitudes,decision to agree with a Dr.Those who curse their Drs and smile in front of them.Those who compliment a Dr’s hair,makeup,or whatever.Those who pull a chair for a Dr or holding a Dr’s files and books while s/he  holding nothing. And the poor student is so happy..Ugh stupid..

-  Everyday I  spend about 8  and half  hours at college. And when I come back home I don’t talk to anyone. I just head to my bedroom and take a nap before I wake up again and start studying ,working on my researches and assignments. I enjoy my time when everyone  goes to sleep. I don’t know why I’m being such a lonely person these days  but being with them after a long tiring day makes me so tense. My sisters sometimes don’t know when to criticise or blame me. They make things difficult, if not unbearable. A linguistics book,cup of lattee and internet at midnight are perfectly making my day.

- Why does a mosquito  bite my  foot not brother’s foot! It is so itchy and I can’t rub it in public places ..Ouch !

-My dearest brother came back home and he’s going to spend two months with us before leaving to New Zealand.But he wants to change everything in the house. He doesn’t like me staying up late out with friends,doesn’t like the way I’m dressing up. He wants me to be as he wants. This is what I hate about some brothers. They think they have the right to control you life  :side:

-I’ll disappear now till the end of  the next weekend. I have many things to do  :wave:

P.S: I dedicate this post to Anoud because…………………… :coolwink:

Mom has  just travelled to see my youngest uncle. It seems that these are his last days. He’s been sick for a long time. We had a strong feeling that he’s suffering from leukemia but doctors said that this is just 1% pssoible. We doubt them because here in Saudi Arabia they never ever tell the truth about these cases. They always avoid telling the truth. I want to know why did they lie to us? I mean, we all want to see uncle Khaled but Mom is the only one who could find a seat on the flight today. If they told the truth from beginning, we might have the chance to travel and spend Eid with him.

The two past weeks,they were giving him red blood cells but unfortunately,there was no repsonse. They also tried bone marrow transplantation but It didn’t match. This is so sad to see someone you love is dying and you’re so helpless. I keep thinking of his oldest and only son,Ahmad (who’s only 9 years old) and his little 4 daughters, Sara,Raghad,Noreen and Anwar . Loosing their father at this early stage of their life is something so hard(allahom la e3tra’9). I can’t imagine my life without the funniest and the kind man in the family. He used to embarrass me and I just laugh. He used to hug me while we’re sitting together and telling others how seeing me made his day.

The last time I met my uncle was in August in a resort and he was showing me all the weird round things on the surface of his skin because of leukemia. Everyone meets him, loves him from the first sight. When he sees the whole family sitting together on a big feast. He cries out of happiness. I took a picture for him 5 months ago when he was looking at my Mom (his oldest sis) and listening to her while she was talking about their early life before they all get married and suddenly he kissed her forehead and cried. That was an amazing shoot for the best uncle I have.

Please pray for him

Me, standing in peace in the corridor when Ms….. came and talked to me and one of my friends(friend1). Another friend joined us(fieind2).

Friend2: Ms…… I’ve something  to tell you about khulood

Ms……: Well 

Me: smiling

Freind2: Hummm I’ll not say

Me: Come on say whatever you want. I want to know too

Ms….:  :!:

Me:  waiting her to say something

Friend2: You know before Khulood and (friend1) became close friends, I was (friend1) bestfriend.

Me:  :O

Friend2: She’s not her bestfriend I know that I’m (friend1) bestfriend.

Friend1 wasn’t there when friend2 start acting like a child. Thoug , she’s not (friend1) bestfriend at all.

Ms….: Khulood is one of my best students,my best friend and the sweetest girl I’ve ever known

Me:  :$ :$ :$

Friend2: I’m sweeter than her  ×.×

Ms….: humm well she’s the sweetest girl I’ve ever known

Me: again  :$ :$

Friend2: :@ why ?

Becuase she’s that brown silky loose hair. I can make it like her. Or because of  the hot pink lipstick she’s wearing. I also can do the same.

Me: :O :blank: :side:

Ms….: No No its not like this you’re so special and you do know that ;)

Friend2: ok Ms…. Khulood has a lecture now let her go

Ms…: Ok my dear khulood see you later I don’t want you to be marked absent

Me: Ok i’ll go and see you some other time

This is stupid. Really stupied. How come she dare to say that !

Does she hate me this much or so jealous of me !

First of all I’ve  known (friend1) since the first day she came to our college. Second, me and (friend1) spend too much time together because we both junior students not senior as (friend2). Moreover,me and (friend1) talk alot on the phone,meet at weekends and have alot of secrets.

I didn’t like the way she linked Ms… opinion about me,being the sweetest girl with my appearance !  For godness sake ! she’s a MOTHER for 3 kids  :O can’t she think and act her age !

I used to sit and talk to her as a friend. I do respect her and ask about her pregnancy. How strange it is to be acting like that at this age and status !

I just laugh everytime I remember her face expressions while comparing herself with me. Seriously I’m not that much pretty to be arrogant or something like that. I’m so shy and quiet girl…

I’m so thankful that I’m acting my age or sometimes more than my age but not less as some people do  :angel:

Hopefully, she don’t come across my blog and read this post. Definitely,she’ll kill me lol

” When are you going to get married? ”

Everytime I meet one of  my friends ,who got married at the age of  17, she asks me this stupid question. First of all,If I am going to get married I’ll let her know. Secondly,this is not  a question to ask to one of  your bestfriends. Besides, didn’t she get bored of me smiling at her face and saying no. Come on I’m just 21 !. If its said once or twice I might consider it a slip of a tounge,but repeating it as many as we meet this is what I can’t understand. Usually, we meet at weekends and this question have to be asked every weekend. Oh God I feel that I’m gonna answer her next time right after I opened the door for her. Instead of saying”Hi” I would say”No I didn’t“   :silly:

Some people throw silly questions at your face and they don’t think of the impact of those questions on you. I’m not only talking about marriage issue but many other things. People have  to be a bit sensitive to others. They have to choose the suitable words,question in a suitable time and for suitable people. I know that some of them do it intentionally and some of them unintentionally. For both cases, It still  humiliating and so embarrassing sometimes.

P.S: Be careful of what you about say and the way you say it    :شقلبه:

I made vow to myself  that I won’t bother myself  with anyone starting from today. People are being so selfish and me, caring about them is ridiculous. Nothing stays forever,even our close friends change over the time. I only miss one and believe in one as my soul mate. Ignorance these days is the best solution to get rid of stresses in your life.  Having a cup of green tea,listening to classic music and reading a novel in my bedroom alone make my day. Well let’s forget about friends for a while  :ahh:

I have just come back from Jeddah. I spent a lovely time there and a horrible one in the plane. A philipino guy first hit my head with his jacket accidentaly. Then he placed his foot on my Abaya and I was about to fall on my face. mg:  that would be insulting hehehehe. Anyway, there was that Saudi guy who starts laughing at that time. I wanted to ask him what’s funny in that but I ignored him at the end.

I can’t write more I’m really tired and didn’t sleep well for the couple past days.. G’night  :love: