where do i begin? to tell the story of how GREATER LIFE COULD BE?
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long story! but i had to! and i did it!
ahhh! I’m so not dalo3a! i had to find something “I” lost and i also had to prove that I am STRONG :s eww.
la3at chabde, when i was going through IT, i glimpsed at my sister running promptly, she got back with her camera ahahah!
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later i took a boiling shower for too many minutes. i had to sterilize myself!
location: Mauritius
12.30 p.m.
all nine of us get in that mini van, i’ve already had my morning coffee but still had a headache. guess i caught a cold, anyway i took some painkillers, my five year old niece was sitting next to me and started giving me condolence! she placed her tiny hand on my forehead and asked if i felt better and said that she’d read some quran -awww imitating the elders!-
after awhile she rubs my arm and asked how i felt, again. later she massages my hand and asks about the state I’m in! i tell her that i am better and smile, she smiles right back and her eyes so sparkly.
i couldn’t believe how sweet she was when she took her little white jacket and covered me -my arm- in an attempt to keep me warm and so i could get better…… *mashalla*
we had so much fun together today :]
So we met randomly, temporary selling and buying, she was selling interesting things. I just remember the music cds now, I got the one with amazing techno joints. For some reason I knew she was special, younger than me she is, 5 years difference but that didn’t matter I felt the need to speak with her about random things, but they weren’t so random, I remember an intellectual conversation right away, I remember I asked many questions, I talked a lot! She didn’t, she didn’t smile frequently, I didn’t care, there was no need. She was a little defensive at times, but I remember her having a point!
I was constantly roaming around that place, I stay at one place sometimes, she never came over, i always go over to her booth/table and start the talk. After pouring too many words into the air I suddenly realize * I’ve been prattling for ages-shuhs* so I leave, but her aura keeps pulling me back I guess. I didn’t want anything from her, I didn’t want her to want anything with me, I wasn’t planning on being friends with her, I just felt the need to talk to her, or with her.
I had that feeling that she didn’t like me back, or at least not as much, but it didn’t keep me from speaking with her, I mean I really didn’t want something from her, though it would’ve been nice to see her liking me back. I’m not usually that way, I don’t usually go over and speak to people for long minutes, I am social, but not in that sense. But anyway I am glad I did. Couple of years later we found each other online, and now we talk frequently and we both feel the same way about each other <3
She is as predicted. Special. She is also pretty inside and out.
Remarkable too.xx
Hello.
This is not my first post ever.
summer vacation is almost over, it’s been lovely and also weird. but wait, what’s not weird? i love weird. new people [1] new music [perfect amount] summer love [i'm not sure what it is] burgers [way too much] fun [some GOOD times] dentist [once for 7 minutes] beach [mauritius for 10 days-major fun] tan [YES] BBQ [fun] Caught a fish [a tiny one and i let it live] parasailing [was fine] swam in the rain!
i cried once for 20 minutes, haven’t had THAT cry in almost four years.
current state: de-stressing and missing HAN.
fresher. or not