Our Friends

one of the privileges of being twins, is that we get to have the same friends and not only offline friends, here's something for our online friends:

Laura: She's such a sweet girl, very caring... and she wants to change this world for the better.. and we're proud that she's a friend of ours... we hope you find what you want in this life.
Evil_slayer -Boody-: a great person.. very funny.. and he's one of those people who will change this world starting from his country.. keep it up;)
Saudamini: She's such a 'sweetie' and she's our source of Indian music.. always great fun talking to her.. all the best..
Ash: one of us is going to kill him and the other one, he's relying on to save him.. a great friend.. we're lucky to know him..
Bhishma: He's very cool and doesn't know who's who.. he just says:'you sure you're Huda or Noor?' out of nowhere in the conversation.. and we love talking to him..
Zach -our boss-: can't ask for a better boss... so much fun talking to him.. we'll rock the world together.. you're an inspiration to all of us.. and you're dedication motivates us..
Rohit: can't believe how much he knows.. we're both huge fans.. keep rocking..
Medha: We have fun every time we talk to her.. we love you and just know we're there..
Waed: a great great friend.. she's such a cool nerd.. waiting to see her again.. all the best
Rux: she's so much fun.. and soo sweet.. always ready to give you an advice.. luv ya
Anu -AA-: one of the brightest people alive.. we love replying to her posts and learning about India from her.. she's a true compulsive thinker.. we're waiting for her to be our tour guide in India..
Fathi: instead of asking us 'how are you' he says: 'had your lunch? and what did you have' he'll know how we are from those questions.. he's an awesome friend.. you're invited anytime to come and have lunch with us and taste mom's cooking.. have fun at the gym:P
Amy: can't ask for a cooler friend.. and she's so talkative.. love talking to you..
Sharu & Aska: they're very cool ... can't wish you anything but the very best..

PS: we wrote this in a jumble order.. :D

This is posted by N&H

random updates

I have this habit when I'm angry, I walk like I'm going to fight with someone.. It's freaky, even if the reason that I'm mad about is silly... but that walk is scary for other people but I like it..
and I also have this weird/scary stare at the person I'm mad at.. people can say sorry even if they didn't do anything.. but just getting face to face with them and giving them that look just lets my anger out..
and now there's this new habit when someone comes or I'm saying hi to someone or I just see someone I know, I raise my eyebrows with my face and it's like hi if I don't want to say hi to someone, so with that little nod, I get myself out of this hi/hello/how are you/how are things with you??
and I let them know that I saw them..
and there are also some friends that I'm annoying them, one about her yellow shoes and the other one about her weird laugh and one about her flat face -always make fun of it when she's not around- and one about her family-size lips...
and also having those fun fights with my friend's brother who's totally scared of me..
and without forgetting the new update to the mock-at-people list: Miss India who's beautifull :P
and that was my random updates on my habits and what's cracking down!!
but one thing before I click 'publish' I have to say something to someone:
'You just get a grip and chill out and bala zana5a... and get a life'
I feel sooooo much better now...

Medical school?

I don't know why here in the middle east, they have a thing for med. school.. a big thing actually.
And all must get into med. school, whether it's what they really want or if they're smart enough or they have what it takes for med. school..
I have been shocked by a friend of mine when I saw their application for grade-12 that had: the major you want to get into for university and the answer was: medical school... and I was soooo shocked that she wanted to get into med. school. I know her for almost 2 years and I know that she doesn't have what it takes to med. school.. and I know that it came from that obsession Arabs -I don't know if others have that thing for med. school also- have about med. school, they think that being a doctor is incomparable to any other job and one has respect by just being a doctor.. -no offence to any doc.-
People should go after what they want and what they are good at, because they're going to be -whatever they choose to be- a doctor/an engineer/ an artist/ etc. etc. etc. their whole life, unless they changed it in somehow. so they should consider their options and think about what they really want not what people want them to be and if you're honest about anything then you'll prove yourself wherever you are and whatever you do.. and that is exactly what I'm going to do when I choose what I want to get into at university.
and that made me think, seeing that application of my friend, there are other majors other than getting into med. school and one must follow what they're good at and what they like, and that also made me think of the poor people she's going to treat or how she will feel if she didn't make it and survive because one must have some specific qualities to get into med. school -I'm sure a lot will nod reading this-
but I didn't even bother to talk to her about it or tell her what I think because it's her life and her future and I just asked: 'you want to get into med. school?' and she said: 'yes' and that was it with her....
Now, I haven't decided what I want to get into at uni. or what do I want to be in the future but I have a clear idea of what I don't want to get into and that is medical school, I think med. school isn't for people like me and it's not something that I want to become which is being a doctor...
if you want to get into med. school then I have nothing to do with it, you're so free in getting into what you want and if you have what it takes for it then you totally got my respect because maybe you someday will treat me or maybe not..

bug off!!!!!

I don't like telling everything that happens to me to everyone.. not that I am mysterious, neither do I claim to be and I don't not want to be one!!!
I don't care and that's a fact but this is not what I'm going to talk about.. I have talked about me when it comes to this but let me talk about people when it comes to that issue..
let me start by talking about some things about me and then how people react or act in general..
it's true that I don't like to talk much but that is only at few places or times.. I can be soooo talkative and I can be really quite..
but I don't like to spread things about me everywhere only to the people that care about me but that is kind of impossible having someone around that their mouth can't shut up and if they finished talking about what happened to them then they'll start talking what happened to me... *no offence*
Now, it's their -should I stop saying 'them, they, their?- nature and this is not what I wanted to talk about but no harm in mentioning it.
I don't know why people want to know everything about everyone.. -that is not all people but a lot of them- and some of them, you don't know them well... so it's irritating when they ask about what happened... and you can't just tell them I don't want to say.. although we have tried: it's not going to do you no good if you found out or it's none of your business or why do you want to know,, etc.
Some are just too curious and I can't understand why they are so.. sometimes when they ask me something I just remain silent and sometimes they give up and after some minutes I answer with a tone that is like whatever...
just mind your own business and leave me alone!!!!

letting it out

This is not a comfortable place right now. It may be my enemy.. I no longer type these words easily as I did before. but did I really wrote blogs easily in the past?
I'm talking like I have been writing in here since ages... I'm talking like I know what I'm talking about.
this blog may be my enemy?? What a line!!!! It's non-sense. and it sounded like it's coming out from a crazy person whom doesn't know anything at this moment.
I have learned or promised myself that I wouldn't write in here when I'm down or mad or feeling blue, so regrets won't take place in me. I have enough regrets in this life.
So why I'm breaking my promise this time -it is obvious that I'm feeling blue- ??
well, I'm not going to write about why I'm feeling blue? neither am I going to write about what's bothering me or what happened?
It's just a wish to type 'I'm not feeling good at this moment' and tell the truth for the first time in this day.
When people ask how are you? I would say: not bad, good, I'm the same, ...
I don't say I'm great or I'm sad, feeling blue.
It's just no use of saying that to other people, they already have tonnes of problems and you need not worry them about matters that will go away.
So still why am I saying all of this if I don't want to upset anyone? I'm not going to upset anyone because after saying this I'll feel better. so you don't need to worry about me.
I'm doing much better now... as I'm writing this now.
Now I'm done with this for now, I let it out and I'm good....
thanks for listening -or should I say reading-

(not) my love life to come

My real love fairy tale that's going to happen to me. -that I believe it's going to happen to me-
After a lot of years waiting and dreaming about my perfect man for me....
He'll come and my perfect man will be him, I'll fit him in that category.
I'll love him truly and he'll know my deep love for him, then I don't know what will happen, whether he'll love me back or not. But that's not important because he'll know that I love him.
I may differ with people when they tell me that you'll love someone and you'll hurt a lot, and you'll love the wrong person. But here, he can't be the wrong person, because he's going to be perfect for me.
and after sometime, he'll love me or he won't, it's never going to be the problem.
but you may ask why? and you have every right to ask, why I'm not making it a big deal for someone I love, that he doesn't love me?
So why? I'm going to make the confused look go away, but I won't promise that your next look will be good. I'm sorry that I won't put a smile on your face, but it's reality.
I'm being like the someone wants to tell you something and keeps saying reasons and facts and excuses before telling you what it is.
please don't hate me but I'm not making you wait for the happy news or the good news...
ok, it's time to tell you what will happen with me....
if he loves me or not won't matter, because even if he did, something will come up in our way, and will destroy our plans that we made together if we made ones.
It may be our families, money, traditions, maybe even religion. Who knows? but something will make all of our plans, but that's if he loved me. Because if he didn't then we won't have plans.
and in both ways, this following will happen...
A guy will come and I'll marry him, he won't be very charming, neither he will be what I have dreamt of years back, because whom I have dreamt of went away for reasons I have mentioned earlier.
and I will live my life and try to be happy.
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Now, I'm not saying that this will happen to me, -God,NO- but I like the thought of this, not like but I enjoy thinking like this.... It sounds like a drama soap.....
I know God have better plans for me.... but those aren't my plans for myself because such plans cannot be planned for, they just happen and I hope that this won't happen to me...

an unofficial 15

I'm not 15 yet, although it's a matter of days and I'll be 15. so now if I kept saying now: I'm 14. and then at 17/3 I'll say: I'm 15. amazing how only few days can be counted as a year. but I believe that it's not those few days who turned me into 15. it's by the things that made me 15. from now I'm saying that I'm 15 because I feel like it. although I have Noor saying: We're 14, stop saying we're 15. But I believe that I am 15, that age which I'm no longer considered a kiddo or considered at my early teenage life. I'm a true teenager now -or I like to think that I am-.
I hope I'm making sense or at least I'm going to make sense. I hope I'm not like the song that I was listening to, but the problem wasn't with the song, it was with the program, so it was like: In My, my my my dream, there's there's only you you you no...." and I gave up hope on it and closed it, so a true prayer that this isn't like the song I listened to.
I already feel I'm 15, talk, walk, eat, sleep, do everything like someone who's been in this life for 15 years.
15 is like any year you become, but it's different in what you want to do, learn in this year. How am I going to be 15 or acting like one? nothing new or different, it's the way you see the world and the way you react which is the only different thing that changes from one year to another.
It is I who is going to decide all those things, it's I who will be living as a 15 years old girl who have been through more than she should go through but still she'll living and she has some respect left for this life. That some respect may go away through these years that are left for me to live.
I'm not being pessimist but it's the truth and nothing but the truth.
In this new chapter of my life which isn't a chapter because being in the same place, doing the same things, make me in the same chapter I was in, so I shouldn't say a new 'chapter' but it is a new 'way' of seeing things.
I'm muture, I should keep reminding myself that I am at some extent, muture, but I seem to forget that fact and then a lot of nasty things follow...
'Life still unseen' not true. 'Life still uncovered' half true. No life will be complete, we'll all try to do so, even though we all know we're not going to complete it but it's if you try or not that counts not if you achieve what you've tried to do.
So I'm at the door waiting for 15 to arrive, although I feel like it's already here. But it might only take few days until it arrives and I can say: I'm 15. and I mean it more than I do now.
'An end is a start for a new beggining'.... so long 14 and hello 15...

DON'T

If you have lived around me for a time, you'd know that I have this habit of blaming everyone around me, even though sometimes it can be my fault but I blame anyone for anything.
so here I have some people to blame. They are all the people who live with me and around me and all the people I know and I blame all the things that are around me.
so now I blamed who I need to blame but still I haven't said what I blame them for:
Inspiration, it left me without coming back to me. So you must think that I should blame 'Inspiration' for it but let me explain:
I'm inspired by things that don't happen, I'm inspired by people I haven't met, by books I haven't read, by words that haven't been said.
So therefore I need people to keep quite, I need my life to be empty for a while so I can have that inspiration.
People, don't come to me anymore, don't talk with me, don't and don't.
Words, don't enter my head, don't let me say you, don't and don't.
Books, don't let me read you, don't let me understand you, don't and don't.
You, don't comment on this.
It is not me who lead people, I may have said things that might sound controlling, but life taught me to be led more than to lead. So I just took that chance to blame and boss things/people around.
I have enjoyed it and there you go, I'm done.

a cool school day

believe it or not, it was fun. We had fun. or more likely I did have a lot of fun.
I woke up with a good mood and if you know me then you would know that what I feel when I wake up reflects the way I spend my day. although I had a nightmare. I dreamt that I was out in the dawn walking on the high way. and there were people in a car with a yellow face man -don't ask- and then when I walked near them , the car started moving and I was running fast. and that was my nightmare and that nightmare didn't affect my mood -thank God- and so I was happy the whole day and making silly comments every where and actualy laughing at them -only me.
At school there was a celebration on the teacher's day -although I don't think it's today, but who cares?- so they were giving prizes to the teachers but the bad part is that we stood in the front so everything we did was noticable -meaning: no comments on the teachers we don't like- but though we clapped for the teachers we like and the ones that I didn't even know I clapped and said: who?
and my favourite teacher -who taught us two years ago- wasn't there and when they said her name, I wanted to scream and cheer for her, but I don't love her that much it's ok.
when the celebration took place, Noor noticed that all maths teachers wore the same thing, it was funny and cool, and very weird. Finally teachers in uniform.
and we didn't take our 1st period!
Then at our seventh period, we had maths and we were bored and we didn't want to be taught anything so we wanted to destract the teacher from our lesson and we tried in every way but we had our lesson and she gave us some questions to answer but some girls didn't know the answer so she siad:'how come you still don't know how to answer this, we took more than 70 practise questions on this' and because I was so bored I started counting and then Noor told me:stop. and I looked up and so some girls staring and laughing with me and one of them said: the teacher is mistaken with the number.
then we had our 2nd break and when we got back to our class we started talking about Saddam and I got so mad -in a good way, for me. I'm sure not for them- they like him and I have no idea why. He didn't do anything for them but they like him and they think he died in the name of islam and I had fun talking about this because I'm right and I know it, so I got my anger out in a healthy way -I think- and actualy convinced some girls that he's not GOOD.
so this my friends was my cool school day.

stop asking those questions

Do you feel each other when you're not together? No
if one of you is sick will the other get sick too and feel each other's pain? well, because we're always together so we contage each other.
Who was born first? we don't know -the nurse who was supposed to number us forgot the little not important thing so it's all her fault-
Do you think about the same things? not necessarily
How is like having a twin sister? it's kinda cool but not so much! you have no privacy, you have no secrets, you cannot do stupid things and not be caught
I always wanted to have a twin sister? I'm sure you don't.
oh, is it that bad? not so much but it's not glamours. You get noticed everywhere. which is a bad thing.
Do you fight a lot? yes -but it's non of your business-
What will happen if you wanted to get married? we won't marry twin brothers!!!!!!!!
Who is smarter? both -but the truth is it's Noor-
You won't believe these facts about us:
we dream sometimes about the same people.
we say the same things always.
we are totally different.
oh really? -in not believing much in what we just said, like we care-
Does your family know who's Huda from Noor? -What a stupid question but we get that a lot- of course they do! almost 15 years with us.
How can you tell the difference? -we get that from the people who just met us- well, Huda's taller, Noor's thinner, Huda got a scar on her chin,..... -then we just say what the heck? they won't know who's Huda and who's Noor the next day-
Ever fooled people that you're Noor or her as in you? well, when we went to Iraq, we were at our aunt's house and people were coming to see us and mom was out, so we had to go and say hi and I didn't want to go, so Noor went to them twice -we were dressed in the same outfit- so they thought that they saw both of us and my aunt actually didn't find out until we told her -we didn't do that a lot, just few times-