Hey Guys! Happy New Year! i hope all of you guys have a great and wonderful year ahead of you, and a year of joy, happiness and health. enjoy;*
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I was in my car, patently waiting for it to stop and for me to go inside my house and rest after a long day at school. Im a senior, 16, i know im young but my school placed me in a higher year accidentally. I didnt care though, i caught up with my studies and thats the most important thing, my studies. My family practically forced me to join every academic club, every extra curricular activity in school so i would go to a good university, and have a good future. I believed that when i was younger, i did, but as i got older and sick of my parents not giving me the space i deserved, i decided to use my good grades to get out of here. Dont get me wrong, i love my home and family, but a person needs some space, and i didnt have mine. In my parent's mind, they think im gonna use my grades to go to medical school, be a doctor and save the world, in my mind, im gonna use my grades just to get the hell out and be what I want to be.
As i was thinking about my future and what i wanted to do for the rest of my life, the car stopped, indicating that i just reached home safe and sound.
I took my bag and made my way out the car, as i stood up i realized there were 2 huge vans next to our house, and one thing came to my mind: new movers.
Its been months since new movers came in and for the looks of their stuff, i predict that they may stay a while, 8 months maybe.
I walked towards my house and as i did i could see the outside of the house more closely, i saw a man in his 50s and a woman in her late 40s, the married couple of course. Then i saw two boys and a girl, the girl was pretty, 13 to 14 years old, cellphone in hand, i wondered why she wasnt in school. The two boys or guys looked older, one of them looked like he was in his twenties, probably last year of college or something. The other guy looked like her was my age, 17 at the most. Oh, and did i metion they were gorgeous, yes, i got lucky this time.
The older brother had a very light beard, broad shoulders, macular body, black hair, all that typical kuwaiti thing going on. He was a typical handsome kuwaiti guy really.
The younger brother, the one my age, he didnt look that different, he didnt have dimples, but he was much, much more handsomer that the older brother, he had beautiful big brown eyes, you could see them from miles, miles. His smile is so attractive, you could melt in the spot, he had a great body structure so was his face! his beautiful face ...
Damn i got lucky this time ...
Anyways, i opened the gate that leads me to my house and opened the front door and i was inside my comfy, safe home.
I directly went to the kitchen, and this time i was extra excited.
Me: "what did you cook this time? "
Mom: " ma medani! sherate min Caramel caika .. "
Me: " ana bawedi "
Mom: " e5tich galet awel 7abeebti "
UGH!! my little sister had to ruin everything! Shes 7, and i swear i have never been annoyed by anyone as much as i have from her, and she is only 7!
Me: " its a tradition, ana bawadi, oo a5er mara ehya wadet"
Amani (sister): " la ana bawadi!"
Me: " la ana! intay wadaitay a5er mara, oo a9lan fee 3umal yeshatghlone bara tabeenhom ya56efunich"
Amani :" ma7ad ya56efni ana"
Me: " embala .. eshufoon ebnaya ebru7ha ga3da tamshi .. ya56efunha ... "
Amani: " -.- "
Me: " :)"
Mom: " wayy 3alaikom min banat "
Me: " yalla 5al awadi"
Amani: " intay eb ya56efunich"
Me: " la lat 5afeen 3alay :) "
After my plan to scare Amani was a complete success like always, i took the cake and made my way next door.
As i reached next door i saw the brothers eyeing me, and no parents, i didnt know if i would smile or just ring the bell, but they saw me ... I didnt know what to do, but to just stand there, i think they're smart enough to notice that i came for them.
Finally the Older brother came and opened the door, and right behind him was the younger one .. please please please be nice.
Older brother: " esalam 3alaikom "
Me: " wa3alakom ilsalam, ana yaiya min bate il.... oo hatha cake bughaina en8ademlekom eya "
i said it in every formal way possible, not wanting to sound too nice.
The older brother: " mashkureen ma ga9artaw .. emm . emm bes.. "
and thats when i smiled and left .. just like that.
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I was in my car, patently waiting for it to stop and for me to go inside my house and rest after a long day at school. Im a senior, 16, i know im young but my school placed me in a higher year accidentally. I didnt care though, i caught up with my studies and thats the most important thing, my studies. My family practically forced me to join every academic club, every extra curricular activity in school so i would go to a good university, and have a good future. I believed that when i was younger, i did, but as i got older and sick of my parents not giving me the space i deserved, i decided to use my good grades to get out of here. Dont get me wrong, i love my home and family, but a person needs some space, and i didnt have mine. In my parent's mind, they think im gonna use my grades to go to medical school, be a doctor and save the world, in my mind, im gonna use my grades just to get the hell out and be what I want to be.
As i was thinking about my future and what i wanted to do for the rest of my life, the car stopped, indicating that i just reached home safe and sound.
I took my bag and made my way out the car, as i stood up i realized there were 2 huge vans next to our house, and one thing came to my mind: new movers.
Its been months since new movers came in and for the looks of their stuff, i predict that they may stay a while, 8 months maybe.
I walked towards my house and as i did i could see the outside of the house more closely, i saw a man in his 50s and a woman in her late 40s, the married couple of course. Then i saw two boys and a girl, the girl was pretty, 13 to 14 years old, cellphone in hand, i wondered why she wasnt in school. The two boys or guys looked older, one of them looked like he was in his twenties, probably last year of college or something. The other guy looked like her was my age, 17 at the most. Oh, and did i metion they were gorgeous, yes, i got lucky this time.
The older brother had a very light beard, broad shoulders, macular body, black hair, all that typical kuwaiti thing going on. He was a typical handsome kuwaiti guy really.
The younger brother, the one my age, he didnt look that different, he didnt have dimples, but he was much, much more handsomer that the older brother, he had beautiful big brown eyes, you could see them from miles, miles. His smile is so attractive, you could melt in the spot, he had a great body structure so was his face! his beautiful face ...
Damn i got lucky this time ...
Anyways, i opened the gate that leads me to my house and opened the front door and i was inside my comfy, safe home.
I directly went to the kitchen, and this time i was extra excited.
Me: "what did you cook this time? "
Mom: " ma medani! sherate min Caramel caika .. "
Me: " ana bawedi "
Mom: " e5tich galet awel 7abeebti "
UGH!! my little sister had to ruin everything! Shes 7, and i swear i have never been annoyed by anyone as much as i have from her, and she is only 7!
Me: " its a tradition, ana bawadi, oo a5er mara ehya wadet"
Amani (sister): " la ana bawadi!"
Me: " la ana! intay wadaitay a5er mara, oo a9lan fee 3umal yeshatghlone bara tabeenhom ya56efunich"
Amani :" ma7ad ya56efni ana"
Me: " embala .. eshufoon ebnaya ebru7ha ga3da tamshi .. ya56efunha ... "
Amani: " -.- "
Me: " :)"
Mom: " wayy 3alaikom min banat "
Me: " yalla 5al awadi"
Amani: " intay eb ya56efunich"
Me: " la lat 5afeen 3alay :) "
After my plan to scare Amani was a complete success like always, i took the cake and made my way next door.
As i reached next door i saw the brothers eyeing me, and no parents, i didnt know if i would smile or just ring the bell, but they saw me ... I didnt know what to do, but to just stand there, i think they're smart enough to notice that i came for them.
Finally the Older brother came and opened the door, and right behind him was the younger one .. please please please be nice.
Older brother: " esalam 3alaikom "
Me: " wa3alakom ilsalam, ana yaiya min bate il.... oo hatha cake bughaina en8ademlekom eya "
i said it in every formal way possible, not wanting to sound too nice.
The older brother: " mashkureen ma ga9artaw .. emm . emm bes.. "
and thats when i smiled and left .. just like that.
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