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I have grown up in Saudi Arabia, I went to local schools where I had an extensive religious learning. Most of the things that we have been taught were acceptable at home since my family is relatively religious too. I think my parents have always been pleased for having a compliant daughter who respects religious and social values. Considering the family and social atmosphere, I took the decision

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Thank you God for giving me such a lovely family, such a great father and a kind mother. Thank you for giving me the best sisters ever and an adorable brother.Thank you for surrounding me with punch of good friends.Thank you for giving me long legs, nice hair and making people invent something like push-up bras !.Thank you for making it easy for me to have a nose job, it is not that I am not OK

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I was really busy yesterday morning when I received a phone call from Nana, a very close friend of mine. an hour later, I called her back and we had the following conversation:Nana: Hi lolo, you seem busy. mmm, I was wondering if you can stop by today after work. I am alone, my husband is going to Riyadh and he won't be back before midnight.Me: mmm, OK sure. We will have lunch together.Nana:

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OK, Last month has been nuts, every thing went by so quickly, November has been always like that. It started off with a gathering at a dear friend's house. something exciting has been happening the first two weeks and I had to make life time decisions. I got really sick the second week, I can only remember one thing ! Sleeping. One of the best things happened was living a happy Dream the third

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STA_1703, originally uploaded by lilasb82.the most adorable present one could get, is something you have been promised to have..I loved it for many reasons :1- It is from you2- It was for you and I know it was not easy to give it up ;)3- It is special illustrated edition and It is hard covered4- you have kept your wordone thing is that I hate Dan Brown, but it is always like that dear friend.. we

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Etymologyman + hoodNounmanhood (uncountable)1. The state or time of being an adult male human.2. The composite of qualities, such as courage, determination, and vigor, often thought to be appropriate to a man.3. Adult males considered as a group; men.4. The state of being human.that is how English dictionaries have defined the word, but what really makes a real man ?According to my image, A man

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yesterday, while I was preparing for my first CMA mock exam, I realized that one of the decision-making processes used to find the best estimates of expected results of a buisness, applies also to relationships ! It was fun reading the steps and imagining that I am using them to decide what is the best action to do !the steps are :1. Obtain information. Define the problem. 2. Identify alternative

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أوّل شي، بحب قول اننو في بعض المواضيع رح تكون بالعربي ..وعلى الأغلب بالشامي لأننو في عننا مصطلحات ما بتترجم متل ما رح تلاحظو بموضوع اليوم.انا بشكل عام بآمن بالقدر مو بالحظ .. بس في مواقف بتخليني صدّق اننو في شي اسمو حظ اوفي ناس بيكون حظّون معتّر، والسبب برأي بيرجع لشي اسمو قانون الجاذبية و اللي رح احكي عننو بموضوع منفصل انشالله..بالنسبي إلي، انا كنت مفكرة حالي محظوظة ! و عنجد كانت تزبط معي اشيا

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It is true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives.It still amazes me that I lie here in the dark, praying, to be my dream for tonight. If you asked me how I am doing I would say just fine but the truth is, not a day goes by that I don't think of you.I have been left behind before, I can deal. Moving on

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This time, it is different, he is not coming back, he won't visit my dreams. He left once for three nights but he was there, he sent me a whisper, " the weekend was tiring, I wanna go home tomorrow night and visit your dream". I still remember that night, he told me that he was becoming crazy about me, i woke up the next morning hopping up and down.There are some people who live in a dream world,

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she sipped a spoonful of coffee and looked into my eyes. " what is wrong with you dear ? " she wanted to know." I used to have a dream for the last five months. "" was it a nightmare ? "" No, It was the most lovely dream I ever had"" what makes you so sad ?"" I am not having it any more... "she put down her cup. " do you want to talk about it ?" she asked Curiously. "I used to talk to someone in

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