New Life, New Sacrifices

i was a 19 year-old IT major senior in a 3rd class academy. i had a lot of friends. i was the editor of the academy’s magazine AND newspaper, an actor in the Theater Team and also queen bee of aspiring socialites.
we had a beautiful “permanent” house with the this big green landscape and wide lawn space that i loved lying on in the winter under the occasional sun. we had a dog and her 5 puppies. we had a female cat and a male kitten.
i had my own room that had the country-styled-furniture and wall decorations that i spent hours making so it would look more like me.
i had a lot of things, a lot of people, and a lot of people had me in their lives. everything is gone now. everything has changed.
our “permanent house” became a summer house, we’re moving to another country. we practicaly are already moved. in less than 12 hours from now i’ll be on my way to the airport to fly home for the last time for months to come so i could finish my transfer papers. i’ll be officially a “Delmon Uni” student instead of a “KMA” student. i never even imagined my life could be better and worst all at the same time.
KMA was, is and forever will be a 3rd grade academy whose teacher’s pet is the student who bribes, gifts and helps out more than the others. IT is a major i took when my Dream Major got out of reach. our house was a total mess that we spent a 4 year’s amount of money, time and effort trying to make it classy, chic and homey. and we did succeed. going to Egypt in the first place was because of a financial dilemma. but we got back up. the past 8 or 9 years were like a war and we won. i gained more than i lost ,though. and i am proud. except for the game that made me give up my Life in Alexandria, Egypt. my family was ready to move back to KSA, they loved their lives here and the last and final vote was mine, and i stuck with my word: “I want to stay in Alexandria, it’s my home!”. Till i got in too deep with drama, blackmail and gossip. i put my self on the line, with people, too much. i fell down hard, got up only to fall harder and stand stronger and i gambled with more than i can afford and each time i gained a lot more than i expected.. till i broke down and lost. no one could see how much i lost but me, because no one knew the game and it’s rules but me. i hated my life, the people, the game, the academy and even my self. i cut myself away from all that i gained, from friends and loved ones so at least i could take it all in, process it then start my senior year prepared for whats next. and it was a perfect timing ‘cause we were visiting my father in KSA.
while i was hiding, doors opened to me again. new country, new people, new college with my Dream Major: Interior Design and a new me that no one knows. it’s a chance any of the people I’m leaving back there would dream of. it’s a chance to learn from the past and head on to the future. i know that no one can run from their past and who they really are but it’s worth trying. a fresh start. a new book to write. a new me, improved. no more lies, drama, gossip or even love triangles with the same two basic players but a new third one every time.
now that I’ve come this far, I’m getting cold feet. wanting to face the hell i left back there rather than face what’s unknown. but i have to stay focused on what i planned, don’t i? all i have to say after all this is that when God closes a door, he opens a window. a window is not as perfect as the door -or easier to get through- but it’s an opportunity to fix what happened or to continue a path in life. we just have to be thankful for it. who knows? maybe another door will open up, someday!


Taming the Jades : A Sims 3 Legacy

hey.. I'm working on something new to erase the boredom of living in a small town in summer. a Sim 3 Legacy .. Learn all about it Here.

Hope u have fun reading it, I'm not that good of writer. join me with comments and suggestions if u r doing the same :) this is my Email, tell me if u wanna share the blog n publish with me too :)


Dark Night? Bright Day After...

She slammed down the news paper on her desk; it was Alexandria’s local news paper, a small tabloid and entertainment paper. The main headline said:” 13 year-old Yasmein found dead in bathroom” and within the article, Yasmein had lots of scars which was later found out that she did to herself, there was numerous tales about 15 year-old drug abusers and an 11 year-old run-away, too .. Children!!
All she could do is wonder: “Why do kids cut? Why do they do drugs? And they run away, now??” what scared her most is that they start at the age of 11 and 12!!
Life is tough, yeah, for everyone.
But that doesn’t mean that running away from their homes, cutting or drugs will make it any better for anyone, especially teens that young or older with no experience in life, yet.
“I’ve had a tough teenage period” she thought. “And I ended up in a crappy academy because of that- and because of my stupid choices and decisions. I should have graduated from law school and a pretty good lawyer by now. But it doesn’t matter. Because I believed and I still do. I believe. I believe in tomorrow and in getting another chance in life no matter how hard the doors slam in my face and no matter how mean people treat me; I always know that they would someday realize how good I am and how bad they were.” Going back in her memory she always had been an outcast but she tried as hard as she could not to change and to be noticed for who she was and still is. Now she runs her little management office and one of the "cool kids" who used to bully her in high school and college didn’t make it in the real life that well and is working for her as a secretary. She didn’t even have to change anything, life did that for her. The hot guy the girl used to date is now her husband, but what a husband!! A fat unemployed one, now, that is.
And her friends, from college? They meet every weekend and catch up, even laugh about those days when they were the outsiders of the “popular” community. They always knew that Life is not a popularity contest, life is a challenge. And by focusing on the inside of people and what really mattered in life they all made it and now are happy.
She wrote all of this down on a paper with an extra P.S. that said: “Just hang in there and don’t think about how you look. If people think you are ugly or unworthy, by running, cutting or drugs, you only prove them right. Hold your head up. ‘you were born this way and God makes no mistakes’ And also ‘whenever there is a dark night, remember, there is always a bright day after’ so don’t let anyone or anything make u feel bad about YOU... ever!!”


i know .. it's been a while :)

ok, i apologize .. seriously !

i know it's been a while since i published but it's been hectic between house redecorations, classes and friend drama.

also i have a new favorite series .. Glee !! those kids really have THE talent ^^
i enjoy every song they sing AND i have a play list on my Nokia called Glee with all my favorite songs they sung in that ADORABLE show.

and now as my "apologize and thank you for you're tolerance gift"

i'll be publishing my story "An Angel's Forbidden Love" again but after editing, modification and under the name "Half Breeds" :):):).

also here is a little something from my Glee experience .. a song i really love for Rachel "Lia" - Get It Right .. giving you the lyrics and a download link too ;)


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stay tuned for the story and pray for me to atleast complete it right :)