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     | Thursday, March 01, 2001 - 08:51 am It was 10 am Saturday morning when I open my eyes. I lay stretching and snoozing in bed as usual. Finally, after 45 minutes, I got up to take a shower. As I lavished my way to the bathroom, I smiled recalling my rather enjoyable conversation with Devils_love from last nite. "See you tomorrow" .. he had said… " See you tomorrow"… "Oh Noo".. I fled down the stairs to the dinning room where my sister had just set the breakfast…of her favorite raspberry pancakes, boiled eggs and French toast. " Hodan!"… I screamed…."Hodan, quick what is today"…." Hibo calm down…you look like a wild animal cut loose"…. "Hodan , Dammn it I don't have time for ur yapping…. What is today??" My sister with the expression of shock in her eyes,…" Its Saturday"…." What is wrong with you….Hibo??"…." Oh noo… I don't have time"…I disappeared into the lobby towards the bathroom, having one thing on my mind…." I am too late". Hodan ran after me….curious of what had gotten me acting so weird. " Hibo…what is wrong?" She inquired…." It's the Saturday Hodan"….saying that I entered the shower….leaving her suspended… " What Saturday Hibo?"…" What are u talking about"….. " The Saturday ….Hodan..remember …He is coming…" …….She smiled her well known sarcastic smile. " Hmmm….why didn't u say so"…Time was flying…. I was in total wreck….My heart was pounding off my chest. My hair wasn't done… I didn't know what I was gonna wear….Certainly my tomboyish style won't do today. I set everything in my closet on my bed…. Unable to pick..what to wear.." This is too short…that is too dressy….too casual….too colorful"…so here I was less than 3 hrs to go… n I hadn't made up my mind…… Finally I wore black slender skirt with orange-reddish slim cut shirt… I looked at my sister… Hodan knowing me so well… said…" U look gorgeous…just relax.. take a deep breath…. I know u will be fine"… " Do u want the guy to pass out? .. She teased… I grinned…knowing what she meant. By the time … I got time conscious it was 2pm….His plane is to arrive at 3:16pm. I called the airlines..hopping for some delays…..No..to my dismay….its was scheduled ontime. "Oh no".….Finally I sat behind the wheels about 30 minutes before his arrival. The airport is about 25 miles from my home…..It takes around 20 minutes to get there….but being nervous.. n eager at the same time… I found myself driving 100mph on a 65 mph highway…." What r u doing Hibo…..do u want to kill urself?".. I nagged myself….but alas my leg won't listen… it accelerated to 110mph. At last I got to the RDU exist……I went to the terminals.." Oh there is terminal A"…..I know the Airport like I know….the back of my hand….yet the anxiety ….n the….excitement…..blinded my thoughts….I went to terminal C instead of A… " $hit I hate this…..what is wrong with ya".. .I screamed at the top of my lungs…. A man passing by my side, thought I was one crazy woman……I then laughed knowingly….After many huddles….n….traffic bumps I parked the car and started walking towards the gates. There, in the baggage claim area, stood my long awaited prince charming……dressed all in black. His back was towards me…..I wondered "Could that be him??"…" Oh Lord….it is true…he is here"… " Faysal.??. I called out"…. He turned…looking stunningly handsome"……Neither of us moved to hug…or say….salaam. To be continued…….
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| | Thursday, March 01, 2001 - 09:31 am Cheap ass!
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| | Thursday, March 01, 2001 - 09:57 am hibo adigee lee miyaa aar ii kalaay ba aan iska kaa biyo biyeestee kolayba mid baa been kuu sheegayee ani run aan kuu gu bilaabaa beenta ma aqaan
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| | Thursday, March 01, 2001 - 10:44 am then you opened your eyes..and relized you didn't have a date and you still UGLY and FAT..and no one wants you........  bitch wake up.....it's time to go to school i didn't know whores and bitches reched Raligh-D
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| | Thursday, March 01, 2001 - 10:54 am "Would you like some," The stewardess had leaned over the adjoing, presently empty, seat and lasciovously presented me with a feast of chocolates and sweets. "Um. No thanks,"I replied with a smile. "I already had some." She shrugged and carefully made her way down the aisle, presenting her treasure to other passengers, all the while talking with the same chirpy tone. I quickly glanced away and started at the sound of the empty seats occupant returning. I gave the gentleman a nod, and turned back to the window. Looking out into a breath-taking view of a stunningly blue sky , I almost forgot my worries and the fact that today was Saturday. I had spent the most part of my week buried in my studies, but I could never forget Saturday. A spark of anticipation and excitement went down my spine as I thought of what was to come this day. I caught the gentleman beside me giving me a quizzical stare before I realized I had been chuckling to myself: “Oh, I was just remembering something that happened to me yesterday.” “Really? I vould like a goot laugh. Vill you indulge me?” The gentleman, a Bulgarian as I later found out, was now staring at me with some anticipation. “Well, it went like this. My….”I went into a grandiose tale involving me, a cucumber and a friends car (something I had seen on T.V. somewhere) and indulged the man’s curiosity while my mind wandered …The time certainly passed by quickly enough and before long we had landed and I could already here the flip flop of passengers beginning to open the compartments containing their luggage. I quickly stood up, thanked the man for his company, and practically bolted through the melee of passengers gathering at the entrance. Ahhh what I beautiful day it was-aside from the muffled roar from the quite busy airport, the sparkling sun uplifted one’s heart. I excitedly made my way through a throng of passengers, toward the baggage claim area. Spotting my luggage, I made way to grab them-now my belongings in hand, I prepared to leave. “Faysal??” I started at the call of the name and slowly turned around, in what seemed like a surreal dream …and there…there she was. We both stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity but only was the passing of seconds, milliseconds. Before she could say a word, beam a smile, or part her lips…I….grabbed my bag, turned around, and threw myself into the melee behind me. “Faysal!! Faysal!! Faysal!! Faysal!! Faysal!!” The echoeing shriek was a fanatical chant that drilled into my head. Brathing heavily, I slowly pushed through the crowds and burst out into a vacant hall-way. Ripping through the “Under-construction” I skidded and heavily fell upon the ground-bags and all. Swiftly leaping to my feet, I made to grab my bags, but quickly dropped them in exhasperation-they would only slow me down. “FAYSAL!!” I froze: running toward me was an apparition from hell-like a banshee she looked-with her in disarray and with a murderous cry. I quickly made haste and made sure not to turn around as I sprinted through the hall… “Faysal!!” I doubled my pace and dived through an open door marked “employees only.” I found myself TRAPPED in an employee recreation area, and the sole occupant was a now startled elderly man, outfitted with blue air-port attire, who looked to be in his 100’s. Turning around, I found the door blocked, blocked by my assailant, now with a pole in hand. With a murderous, and frighteningly fixated stare she slowly came toward me. “Now, now y..young l..lady you drop tha…that pole,”The old man had gotten up and had asserted himself infront of the aggressor and put a shaky, heavily vained up. With a loud, and sickening thunk, he was on the ground… “Faysal,” the blood veined eyes were now staring at me. Breathing heavily, I dug into my pocket and fumbled with my cell-phone-NO ACCESS. I cursed in frustration and immediately threw the cell phone at her. Still holding her unwavering glance, she strided forward, grabbed my arm, and bit into it… With a horrified shriek I staggered back and tripped onto the couch, and was nearing unsciousness before remembering a movie I watched the other day-Hannibal.
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| | Thursday, March 01, 2001 - 11:06 am Magaalo........lol.. meeqo jeer aan ku leeyahay No thnx... MoMan:loooooooooooooooooooooool....walaahi u cracked me...up....this was funnier Double Take....gosh...man did u ever consider being a comedian....lol.. I must say.. I am grateful...for taking the time...to wrap up my story... I was late for class...that is why I didn't finish it....lol...walaahi u r something else.....very creative indeed!!....lol.
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| | Thursday, March 01, 2001 - 12:01 pm Hiboooooooo......lol.....i luved ur story walaahi...it had me on the edge of my seat.....i was thinkin' u about to get a speedin' ticket.....next time watch it aight........and for god's sake....get an alarm clock....and a calender in ur room would be PERFECTO....lol....  Magaalojoogxumo.......gabadha islaameed amaan may kaa heli la'adahay........war dee i am her aunty hadaadan meel fadheesana waad ka shaleeyn doontaa....!!  Moman.......looooool....that was very funny.... Anon & Tufaax........just dont hate.....lousy kids..!! adios
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| | Thursday, March 01, 2001 - 12:31 pm Hibolol Romantic getaway ...wow. Girlfriend stay lavishly under the sun,we'll send you a winter post card.looooooool
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| | Thursday, March 01, 2001 - 12:40 pm Hibo; Do you honestly believe thet people are intrested in your childish "love story"?? AND; Don't you think it should be PRIVATE? This is a PUBLIC area sis, not your fucking BEDROOM! You're too conceited, go and se a doctor, and get your circumcised thang fixed at the same time!! Hurry! Don't waste your time in here, coz nobody are interested, they are just laughing behind your back!
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| | Thursday, March 01, 2001 - 02:01 pm Hibo; Good imagination! Keep dreaming, one day it may all come true. Although, I don't think it's the best think that women could dream about....particularly the way you put together your story. It's not Somali lifestyle, more of a legacy of too much TV dramas, movies and to some extent novels Just gotta wake up before it's too late or you'll get too much speeding tickets in the life after death "Aakhiro". Much more painful and costly than speeding tickets in this temporary and short life. Rasperry pancakes won't be there, it's blacken blood you'll have as a breakfast, if you don't stop pretending these God forbiddens - you learn from. Itaqi rabak sister, Dahir
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| | Thursday, March 01, 2001 - 02:09 pm loooool@mo-man!!! That was too funny. So did you survive?
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| | Thursday, March 01, 2001 - 03:15 pm the copy&paste crew x harlequin + Mills& Boons/BarabaraCartland x Cosmopolitan = hibo/basra&friends cyber frolicking. Wanaabes, give it a rest and get a life aight. KEEP IT REAL KIDS!
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| | Thursday, March 01, 2001 - 07:26 pm Hibolool As She took one of her occasional walks across the parks of viva gardens,she held herself in a manner of precise marticulous pace,remiscently collecting her thoughts on her beloved Devils love,planning having one cute daughter named Hamdi and a boy called Hassan.Hibo realised her all time Prince of charming had arrived on her door step,her Love for Life! SHe goes home after chatting with a couple of friends at the park,hoping in earger to receive that love letter devil promised to send her.She was inlove,by any measure or presure.She moved around her house with her white lillith dress with lilly flower style in mosaic fashion.Alas! The letter arrived and hurriedly she opened with anticipation.The letter read...... Dear Hibo, My dearest maiden,i have struggled with much,and cannot hold any longer.I am inlove!.....Not with you.I am inlove with a Maiden i have come to know.SHe is everything i could imagine my wife to be.She is the star of my life and i cannot live without her.Her name is Basra. I am sorry if i have caused you any miscomforts,it was unintentionaly done.Goodbye Love. Your's Devil.
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| | Thursday, March 01, 2001 - 08:02 pm Okay am the only one that wants to know what happens in with Hibos sotry...loool MoMan that was funny yaah, had me crackin me up..U wish u had a stalker huh? Sounds like fun ..
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| | Thursday, March 01, 2001 - 08:02 pm Can someone tell me what is going on here?
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| | Thursday, March 01, 2001 - 09:12 pm Aight folks.....I have had it......I created this page for the ppl......that has been curious of how the date went.....not for vagrants that seem to dominate this part of the net. All that have no business being here.....I kindly ask u to take ur nonsense somewhere else. Dahir: For one u r a tresspasser......but since u have been very descent in ur post.... I will respect u....We r not on the same page..... u haven't been on my story...so there is no way u could have known......all that I have composed is not imaginery....its a fact.....having said that,...I hope I haven't offended u.......& ur CIA-ism. Honestia......It sure did happen...aunt....u don't know how glad I am .....for escaping those......troopers( I call them.....legal spies) Basra....what can I say girl....its warm this part of the States....... Basra Wannabe.......Basra is too descent for that crap u r trying to pull......so hush it!!
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| | Thursday, March 01, 2001 - 10:59 pm Hibo; Sure I'm trespasser and off - am gone!! You take care, ok! Dahir
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| | Friday, March 02, 2001 - 12:27 am Hibo, like I said sis; THIS IS PUBLIC AREA! NOT your own private domain! So it is our business to be here just as much as yours! NOW; go and kick your own ass!
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| | Friday, March 02, 2001 - 12:29 am Oh, by the way; Why don't you send the "curious" ones (can't be too many...) an e-mail instead??
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| | Friday, March 02, 2001 - 01:01 am Hibo *clap* *clap* *clap* Mostdef more of the clean stuff we need around here! Yo dem that can't take a lil clean posting should go else where damn the choice is there, why pick to cremate the few nice postings... choh how sad... Hibo i await more from you... arivadechi...
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| | Friday, March 02, 2001 - 03:30 am Hibo: Bravo....I could never narrate that special weekend of ours the way you did...I will have to sit back and bite my nails till the rest of the saga is presented...much love to ya...Lady devils love
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| | Friday, March 02, 2001 - 06:04 am KIDS!
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| | Friday, March 02, 2001 - 06:24 am Hibo and Dlove. I Know u Both, and I did talk to u guys...at that time I did not Know u guys Involve....but I have to say u Both seem...Sweet ppl...But what I don,t understand.... If you guys in love and it is True.....why not keep it Private.....why Every one have to know your Business......I believe good things is the Things u share only those u care.......or do u care all the Net Community?lol.....any way good luck guys.......and Have some Faith.
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| | Friday, March 02, 2001 - 06:53 am wonderS, the nice couple want attention, otherwise like all couples in love, they would have cherished their special moments and kept it private instead of bringing it to the public. Scary to think that these could be college students instead of high school kids.
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| | Friday, March 02, 2001 - 07:45 am looooooooool Fake Basra's are every where.And freak enough to copy and my mimick me like close.You can talk like me, act like me, but you the second best thing, cuz i'm the real slim kim looooool Hiboloooooooool Ya can know the difference huh? Continue the story sis.
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| | Friday, March 02, 2001 - 07:55 am MOman ohh my god that was funny...so did u enjoy hannibal...peronally i thought the movie was disgusting and not scary at all.... but it was kinda sweet that clarice and hannibal love each other and at the end how he cuts of mis own hand to save hers...wat did u think
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| | Friday, March 02, 2001 - 08:34 am Hibo.......i honestly thought this was all a story u made up......but if it it was real.....goodness girl....ur aunty cares about ya and wishes u nothin' but the BEST..!! Maca innu lissa candi shak....lol I dont understand why some of u have a problem with this post......the girl was happy and just wanted to share it with us.........she didnt say anythin' too personal.......those r thingz u can publish in the Sunday Dispatch pple.....she didnt get too personal....in my opinion......so if u have a problem with it......DONT READ IT..!! As simple as 1,2,3...right.,.! adios
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| | Friday, March 02, 2001 - 08:51 am The movie was pretty much a flop-there was no suspense, excitement, just blood blood & more blood everywhere-although I'd have to say the ending was something else. If you read the book, they actually fall in love and run away together into the clear blue sky...yeh. To Dlov and Hibo: you two have a very special love, a love that can never be broken by the hateful hands of time...don't hide it, throw it out your open window for all the world to see, scream it out into the busy side streets, prop it up for all to ponder...just don't post it here, there, or anywhere-you're giving me a frightening case of indigestion
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| | Friday, March 02, 2001 - 02:37 pm Basra: Lol...what do u think.....Watch out sis.... I know u better than...u know urself......scarry ha??...lol.. Devils_love: I thought I didn't permit u to visit this site...its too personal..of a thought for u to unfold....now....shush shush.....go on....go... ...( u know what that means)...lol Dahir: lol.... ur understanding appreciated....so long dear!! WonderS: I know sis.... I am keeping the details...personal....its just to amuse some of my cyper friends....who have been...bugging me....but thnx...ur thought is appreciated!! Public: HOw we lead our lives...or how we carry ourselves...is entirely our own...choice...If u have any barins left in that shell...of urs...u will get the big picture......Capishe...( T-girl...forgive me for using it this time) Moman: Its true... I could have kept it private...n I will....keep the details..personal...but as I said..earlier its to amuse....some friends.... Basra: I will write the conclusion....later sis... I have to dash now....!! Honestia: Ya khala...wala..sa'da'ini......hay'al xikaayaa....xa'i'i.....thnx for the defense.... i owe u one!!..
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| | Friday, March 02, 2001 - 03:01 pm Mo-Man Comrade I solute your and your amazing talent. Thanks for the laughter, exactly what one needs after doing a boring work like DNA sequencing. Hibo You leave me without breath....I am speechless.
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| | Saturday, March 03, 2001 - 12:30 pm Hibo Well, what's the rest of the story? Ì mean, is this it, are you really going to meet Devils Love? Are youi getting married? Am I inivited? Inquiring minds want to know.
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| | Saturday, March 03, 2001 - 01:09 pm to sirrus;thnx bro to mad mac: you mean you don't want to know what happened to poor faysal after his horrifying ordeal?!lol. to hibo: keep on doing what you do, you know i'm joking with ya. Ciid wanaagsan.
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| | Saturday, March 03, 2001 - 05:29 pm Hibo and Mo-man, This is what I call talent! Keep us entertaining.... Love y'll
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| | Sunday, March 04, 2001 - 12:13 pm Mo man: I know bro...no worries... Mad Mac: lol....we did meet bro...no marriages though..not yet...n surely I will invite u....inspite of ur where beings...if u ever came to that....watch for ur ticket & invitation card in the mail.... Sirrus: lol....I am glad...to please...u.. " U r late!" He said......breaking the magical spell... Regaining my consciousness..."Yes indeed"....I smiled knowing he was a punctuality freak...."Ready to hit the highway?"..I teased....He nodded....smiling mischeviously. I sat in my driver seat.....not believing my state of mind. " Is this a dream?".. I asked myself...over and over again. Being the perfectionist... I am... I had preplanned the entire week...that laid ahead with treats that were fun.....atleast to me. Finally we reached the Village studios....in which he was to stay. " I will be back to take u out...in 30 minutes....how does that sound?"... I said...being the wise woman I was known to be. " Why .. Hibo r u leaving me?....Pls..don't desert me..." He teased..." I will be back baby....slip into something light...u r not in Toronto anymore...this is Durham....the city of perfect weather." I said...reassuring...him..more like ..myself..Saying that I left...I ran home....to get my breath back....n to finally come in terms with the fact that he was here...The nite was young..n we had the whole world to ourselves...or so it seemed to me... I knew it was time to put to test....those incredibly mesmerizing words so often told each other. I was back at his door at 5pm....giving him enough time to settle himself. Before I set the first knock on the door.... Faysal open it...wearing a rather beautiful smile...on his face....Though I must admit...he startled me. Recollecting myself....as fast as I could... I said.."Hi".." Are you okey macaan? He askedsensing my sudden alarm. " Yes dear" I smiled.." U just got me offguard that is all"..We...took off...to do some grocery shopping before we were swamped in the spring bunnies....I took him to a really nice jazz restraunt where they recited poetry....knowing we both enjoyed this piece of art. We chatted....each of us trying to live upto our words....though we paused many times....not b/c we didn't know what to say...rather to enjoy starring at each others eyes...more like....getting the fills. After dinner... I asked him...what he wanted to do..." What athe choices?" ....he said...." Hmm ....for one I don't go clubing.....so that is out of the chooser's list!"....He only laughed at the remark..." I know...sweetie"..he giggled...Feeling a little flashy... I contuned " We could go to the movies....there is this really beautiful...movie... by keannu Reeves... Sweet November...I had its nice....or...we could go to the 'Top of the Hill'... a really romantic sight..where we can talk....or we could go to a pub...n play some..darts...n pool...or we could go...ice skating..its ur call".....He gave me the " Kevin Costner Look"....when someone...hold his eye brows high...n gives u that teasing look... I call it " K. Costner...look"..." Lets go to the Top of the Hill"....he said..after long pause...." So it will be my lord"...I hummed. To be continued.....
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| | Sunday, March 04, 2001 - 12:14 pm Hibo I am stil waiting for the conclusionsssss loooool I like ya style of writing by the way!
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| | Sunday, March 04, 2001 - 12:48 pm hibo, just come out and say it you fucked the man.... i don't give a dollar where did you guys go or ate at. i think you are looking for some attention, are you that board,,,or you just have too much time in your sorry life. also i wounder if your parents knew about this date???? and if they knew what was their reaction and thoughts...when they saw their little FAT doughter about get laid and this stupid thing(basra) what you're lol-ing about(a hoe supporting another hoe)what a team player i wish all somali ppl happy eid(except these two whores)
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| | Sunday, March 04, 2001 - 12:55 pm what a dissappointment. hmmm...I rather enjoyed MO-man's ending better.
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| | Sunday, March 04, 2001 - 01:03 pm Mahad.......waad akhlaaq xuntahay walaahi.....!! Hibo........lol....sis walaahi i got much luv 4 ya.....keep on writin' girl........i enjoy readin' this...and i'm sure many others do........by the way.....i saw Sweet November last nite.......i luved it....u should've seen it with Devil'love....or maybe u did......how am i supposed to know...!!lol Happy Eid ya'll... adios
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| | Sunday, March 04, 2001 - 01:09 pm hounisita, i'm sorry if i didn't include your name when i reffered to hibo and basra as bitches i guess i should have included you too..bitch hoe, just go see another movie and stay in your fantcy life that you built in your little head p.s/i wish all of somali ppl happy eid "except three bitches hibo,basra and HONSITA "
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| | Sunday, March 04, 2001 - 01:32 pm i wish i could understand what you just said! my mind is not in a state to appretiate what you just said... I'll come back another time to read it! when i am in a better mood. good work i am sure.
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| | Sunday, March 04, 2001 - 01:56 pm so what happened, gal i must admit reading your story i was on the edge of my seat.......i have a question for you though had y'all met before or was this your first encounter ...........
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| | Sunday, March 04, 2001 - 02:08 pm wether it's true or not ,it's quite amusing to read your blind date story with devel's love. i think it's entertaining .even though some one i know experienced the same euphoria and joy,ithink you are a good story teller. regardless , i enjoyed reading it, and can't wait the rest of your encounter. don't even honor the mean people with a response. enjoy it lady .
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| | Sunday, March 04, 2001 - 02:20 pm "well...aren't you going to drive? "Huh?" "You know you're my protector & all, so you have to drive," I stared at her for a moment, and shrugged, not wanting to get into an argument. Careful not to bang my cast arm against the driver's door, I gently took a seat and slowly layed back. I reached with my left arm toward the wheel and started the car. Mindful of the hazardous side road her house stood in, I deftly guided the black jaguar out of the parking lot and into the main road...whew..quite an accomplishment seeing that my right arm was in a cast and I was somewhat giddy from the pain-killers I had taken that morning. "Honey,I'm sooo sorry about yesterday...you know how I get when I miss my medication." I gave her a loving smile_"Oh don't think about it darling,it was nothing. We're both alive aren't we? Let's just focus on the present"-it was time to end this relationship. I had been found last night, barely conscious in the employees room, deleriously babbling something about Hannibal-she was apprehended at an ice-scream stand near the airport-it was chocolate chip she was eating (she always went for ice-scream after one of her attacks).The old gentleman she assaulted was missing. Reports had it that he had been seen running from the airport. "The hill is going to be magnificent. You know that...," my mind blanked out her chatter and focused on what I was going to do once we got to the hill-there wasn't going to be a relapse like yesterdays, I had practically mouth fed her the medicine this morning. As I came to a halt at a stop light, I could suddenly make out the sound of rain drumming upon the car's roof-top. "I love rain!" I slumped upon the drivers wheel cursing my horrid luck-not only was this going to be a dreadful evening, it was also to be sopping wet. I slammed on the acceleration, not waiting for the red light, and continued toward our destination. "Maybe this wasn't a good idea. You know, a movie sounds great to me..."I trailed off as I saw her emphatically shake her head twice, three times, 4 times, now five..."I take it you don't want to go?" "Yes."I bright smile illuminated her face as she made a quick nod. Hmm..maybe things were not so bad after all. The rain was now coming down quite hard,but I could make out a parking lot-a lone light illuminated the area-it appeared deserted. Slowing down, I parked the car and carefully took the keys out, putting them in my pocket, I turned to her and we both sat in silence as we stared at each other. "Well..."I began, twiddeling my thumbs uncomfortably."Do you wanna do something?" "yep. I wanna do tha thing."she jumped up and down in the seat, clapping with excitement. I squirmed uncomfortably in the now smolderingly humid car, now noticing how small the car was. After a moment or maybe two,I don't recall, I released an exhasperated breath of resignation; fixing her with my best Clint Eastwood stare (my friends call it the C.E.W. stare)I put a gentle hand upon her shoulder:"Maybe we shouldn't-there is something we must discuss."It was to be know or never. "You mean you don't wanna do that thing?" "NO.I have no intention of doing tha thing,"I cringed as I saw she had brought along an empty bottle. "so you don't wanna play spin the bottle?" "no." "how about..." "no!no!no!"I was now banging both hands against the wheel, not aware of the pain that flew threw my cast arm. "Don't you see? This...THIS is not working out!!" There was an acute silence-I immediately regretted my outburst. Her face had not turned a crimson red, her shoulders shaking with anger. "I have something to tell you too" "What?" "I..didn't..take..my..medication" That last word echoed through my head a thousands times before I realized what it was she exactly said. She was lying-I had seen here take it this morning.Then again... "Oh darling stop lying..."without finishing the sentence I hopped out of the car and ran into porring rain. Behind me, I could here the car start up. What? Looking into my pocket..no keys!! With laboring breaths,and an immeasurable pain in my arm, I dove into a thicket of bushes and... whoa!!
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| | Sunday, March 04, 2001 - 04:10 pm loooool!!! O.K. stop it. You guys are cracking me up.
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| | Sunday, March 04, 2001 - 07:21 pm Lool.. aha, Mo-Man Im feeling ur version of how the date went but U sure U arent the one needing the medication, mr. paranoia? Lol..jus a thought!
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| | Sunday, March 04, 2001 - 09:38 pm Mahad: I won't diss u bro... more over I won't dignify u by leveling myself...to ur standards...but surely I will give u one advice....work on ur spelling! Honestia: Don't let him bother u sis....I know...u mean well....samicti....ahlu juhalaa.... huwa...waaxid...khaliiki canhu... By the way we did see.....Sweet November....the following day!!...It is really touche` movie...heart breaking indeed...But I loved it!! Hannah: I am glad u did sis...!! Moyed: I can only pray! Mo Man: Now wait.....I thought we were at the airport!!...or did i miss some msgs....lol..but its tight bro....good job!! Anonymous: Is that u the sis??...Anyways...to answer ur Q...this was our first encounter!!...U know...those days...that remain to be treasured!! Sheekh: Its very real bro....trust me.... Basra: I will certainly do the conclusion....sometime....soon..but hey have some tolerance sis.....waxii la sugaa qeer ku jiraane...that is what nabiga....ASW.....said!!
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| | Monday, March 05, 2001 - 01:24 am Clinte eastwood stare.loool!
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| | Monday, March 05, 2001 - 02:38 am You all fools. When no one respond anything HIBO writes. She uses the NIck of BASRA so that her Article stays a top. Hibo I am sure if u r Happy as u said U could have something better whit your life instead runing around the NET and seerching the LOVE and attention u can,t get in Real life. How old r u if u don,t mind? i know ur Other attention seek LOVER Devil is 30years OLD . how sad!
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| | Monday, March 05, 2001 - 03:07 am you're right-I think Basra & HIbo are one and the same. In fact I'm sure of it.
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| | Monday, March 05, 2001 - 03:48 am Lol Mo-man Don't get me wrong Hibo... it is orite on a clear head, but i was expecting some fire work in the sequel... please demand and supply still rules the free market... We want fire works we want fire works we want fire works orite i'll speak for myself Can i have a kiss on the hand, suprise on the side and a large arguement to TAKE AWAY PLEASE...! Eid wanagsan 2u all
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| | Monday, March 05, 2001 - 03:49 am Lol Mo-man Don't get me wrong Hibo... it is orite on a clear head, but i was expecting some fire work in the sequel... please demand and supply still rules the free market... We want fire works we want fire works we want fire works orite i'll speak for myself Can i have a kiss on the hand, surprise on the side and a large arguement to TAKE AWAY PLEASE...! Eid wanagsan 2u all
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| | Tuesday, March 06, 2001 - 01:37 am hibooooooooooooooooooo quit toutring us. tell us how it ended already!! come on.
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| | Tuesday, March 06, 2001 - 07:07 am Last Anon: No one is guilty bro...till proven...so do us all a favor...and solve the mystery of me & Basra being the same...person. Hbrother: There is this saying...." Wof kasta wuxuu asaga yuhuu ku mooodaa"....So ...bro..if u have been snatched of the only thing that meant something...." Attention"...Don't envy me pls....I come to the net....specially Somalinet....coz...there r very few SOmalis in my State...n I don't get to see...my folks...that much....So in other words...this is where I take my refuge....N SO what if I entertained my folks....with my love tales....WHY DO YOU CARE! Rose: lol....sis.. I will come to the end...but remember we have six more days to come...so hold on sis....the ride is rough & long!!...lol
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| | Tuesday, March 06, 2001 - 05:37 pm walaaaahi i congradualate u both....hibo and mo_man..u both funny...mo_man...i loved the bit about spinnin the bottle....damn it wus soooo funny...u got talent.....i know i'm repeatin myself here....but when i first read this i wus inbetween classes in the library...everythin wus dead quiet...and i joke not...but i laughed so hard and so lowed...the lib woman came ova askin me to keep it down!!!!!...ussualy im a quiet fella!... can't wait for the end.......u got me hooked!!
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| | Tuesday, March 06, 2001 - 05:41 pm me again....did u both copy right this?...i'm tellin u is that good..
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