February 15, 2008
Back To Camp
I went to my family's camping place. From the second I step in the tent to the second I leave all we do is stuff our face! My God!
We played some dumb card game and laughed till our sides hurt, and of course we had the never ending argument over Hizboallah, the supporters and the none supporters, but we never get anywhere so it always turns into one big joke.
I kept singing and dancing to
"6ala3na min bab elsoor! bairagna bairag mansooor!"
I like the word Bairag. Its my new favorite word.
The camp right next to us is a party zone. From 1 am onwards the party starts, and the next morning we always find empty bottles of alcohol all over the place. My cousins hubby took a picture of all the empty bottles ill post it as soon as I get it from him. I told my mom im calling 777, only to have my cousin inform me on who's camp it is. She said the cops would probably arrest me for calling them :)
Yesterday I went to soog Lmbarikiya for the first time in my life, my dad took us to have chabda wegloob. I felt like a true carnivore munching on the little hearts, but ofcourse me being me I forgot my camera! Does anyone else like chabda wegloob ?!!
Oo 6ala3na min bab el sooor!!
yallah everyone ma3ay!