Februray, Last Year
Jaiboul – 2006,
Haitham’s
It was cold, and beautiful…
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February 20th, 2007 at 5:55 am
You had a very different hairstyle.
Do you miss those days?
February 20th, 2007 at 11:06 am
I do, somehow… I miss the fact that I didnt have to be self-conscious every minute of the day. i miss having “old” memories that can lift me up when i’m down…
I can count a number of friends here that I like so much, like urself. obviously since u’ve been reading this blog, u know already a lot about me… but it just sometimes happens that I need to sit with someone over a beer and remember a really old story that is funny, or depressing, or whatever, and live the whole experience again… u know that feeling how old stories become like wine, effect-wise? the older they get, the more tense and strong they make u feel?
I miss that badly. I miss that badly laura.
February 20th, 2007 at 6:29 pm
I get you. I get you soooo much…
My screensaver shows my old pictures and I cling to the memories they contain, times when I felt a little more alive than nowadays, when I could sip blackberry juice and laugh histerically with my sister.
February 20th, 2007 at 6:35 pm
Correction: hysterically.
February 26th, 2007 at 4:17 pm
سلام!
مدونة مثيرة ودافئة
ذكرتني الصورة بأغنية
“اجا اليوم وصرت بعيد..ما عدنا نشوفك عالطريق..صارت شمس الحب تغيب تسأل عنك ما في حدا”
لا احد يستطيع أن يقتلع صور الماضي الجميل من رأسنا……
rawan_e@hotmail.com
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