Weddings are great. Yes this is my introduction. It is Friday; I have better things to do, like not writing this introduction. So lets get to the list now. Châle oui? The girl who thinks it is her wedding but it is not She has a big white-ish dress, big hair and make-up that started … Continue reading People at weddings
Follow my blog with Bloglovin My parents have been living abroad for quite a while now and I have been stuck in the family appartment with my sista from the same motha and fatha (nothing original here). We might be 100years old but deep down we feel we are still 12. (Thanks mom for spoiling … Continue reading My sis is my roommate
After publishing "Things you don't know about me" , my revealed home-boy from "The mystery friend" decided to write something about me. It was during Christmas time, and we were exchanging gifts. He was my Secret Santa (thanks again for my amazing shower gels from USA, woop woop) and wanted to hack my computer, upload it himself and make … Continue reading Mystery hacker
I studied nutrition and now I am an editor. And no, I don’t write about food. (It is not a real shitty tatto, it is my left hand trying to write on my right one for the only prupose of this photo...) This is how I really feel about it. *Being known for something, anything, … Continue reading Are we defined by one career?
Me with red lipstick on If you know me very well, you must know by now that I rarely get angry when I drive. I don’t hunk nor do I swear, I just poker-face my way through traffic. BUT I get very frustrated when I see someone throwing TRASH out of the car window. I … Continue reading Y U so stupid
This #suggestedbyyou section is getting more and more interesting. Friends are suggesting I talk about them. Everybody is inspiring in his/her own way, so why not? I am writing a post about someone my friends and family know very well. I won’t say the name, you, as readers, will try to guess it in the … Continue reading The mystery friend
اي هاف بن طولد تو رايت إن ارابك. هير اي آم في احد ايام الشتاء القارسة، ذهبت مع رفيقي عبدو الى الغابة لنستكشف اسرار الطبيعة الخلابة. الاشجار كانت كبيرة، عارية من اوراقها، اغصانها كانت ترقص على طرب الرياح. يا له من مشهد جميل. كان عبدو يشعر بالبرد الشديد، كونه لن يرتدي المعطف، لانه رفض ان … Continue reading For my Arabic readers