Saturday, August 30, 2008

Back to Desertville ..

I just got back to Kuwait .. I missed blogging .. Well I couldnt do that because I needed some time alone; catching up on my reading and stuff .. However I do miss the drama that always happens when you stay too long in Kuwait .. I had enough of ''the being alone ..''

So my plan of a good night out is .. Bal3a+Juicy gossip= Happy Cocoamour .. !

So tell me guys.. How did you enjoy your summer?

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Summer Dance

I traveled July 6th ..
I didn't have connection here ..
I'm truly sorry ..
Summer got in my way ..

P.S. I will be back sooon ..

Saturday, July 5, 2008

What is your love based on?




Your Love is Based on Affection



Your need for love is very primal and basic. You can't imagine living without love.

And for you, love is something that's best expressed through touch.

You're always up for a hug or a cuddle. And you feel a bit rejected when you don't get enough affection.

Whether you're sharing a blanket or sharing an order of fries, you thrive when you're close to the person you love.



Why your love can last: You express your love freely and frequently



Why your love can fail: You can come off as clingy, and this freaks people out

Sunday, June 29, 2008

Cocoamour's Mosaic




I have been tagged by the lovely Feminist..


The rules:

a. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr Search.

b. Using only the first page, pick an image.

c. Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into fd’s mosaic maker..


1.What is your first name?

2.What is your favorite food?

3.What high school did you go to?

4.What is your favorite color?

5.Who is your celebrity crush?

6.Favorite drink?

7.Dream vacation?

8.Favorite dessert?

9.What you want to be when you grow up?

10.What do you love most in life?

11.One Word to describe you.

12.Your flickr name.

Saturday, June 28, 2008

Shino Your Secret Ya Victoria !?

Those who know the Victoria Secret Runway Show probably ib yadroon hal post bikoon 3ibara 3an ti7il6im .. Those who don't know what I am talking about .. hmmm intaw bilthab6 ib ay qarn ou aw kawkab 3aysheen fyy !?

Anyways ya3nii lamaa ashoofhom tiyiiini il bachwa ! ... il jisim il kha6eer .. mafeehom bruise wala shamkha .. wa3alaya 3alaina .. ma6googeen ou 6ay7een .. il shamkha min 9ob wil fal3a min 9ob.. ou goloooly sh'hal sha3aar .. ma7alaa il sha3ar il 6iweel ila 3alaihom .. ! Aby robiii3 thiqat'hom wohma yamshoon .. bes waiin tiyiiini il thiqaa 3ogobhom .. makoo ila I7BAAAAAAAA6!

Ya3nii shlooon yaboona inafis hal jamaaal ! SHLOOON!? Maloom il shabab itha maya36oona wayh .. !? ya3nii ib thimatkoom ana bint ou madrii shi9eer feeni lama ashoofhom? ish7al il shabab .. !?

Intaw ya shaaab golooly raykom bil mawthoo3 ? Sam3oooni !

Here's a clip to refresh your memory:

Ya banat ismi7ooly adrii adrii il wath3 9a3ib when you see it ..
Ya shabab enjoy some eye candy ;)

A Walk To Remember

"I think you know what I'm going to say .. " he said looking really terrified.

"Ummm la madrii .. 7atan ana 6ol il yom kint ga3ed afakir bil mawthoo3 ili tabi itkalimny 3anaa .." she answered.

It was a chilly night.. She started shivering while sitting on a bench, waiting anxiously to know why he brought her here, in the middle of a park. As she looked into his eyes she wasn't sure exactly what he was going to say. He looked terrified.

She began quiver as she waited patiently for him to start talking. Instead he took off his sweater gave it to her so she would get warm.

"Shfeek 9arlina 15 min. wint sakit.. Are you ok? You are like a brother to me .. so I don't want you to hesitate or have second thoughts about talking to me "she said.

"Adri adri .. bs 9a3ib agoolich" he said, "I find it hard to express my emotions on a typical day fa tikhayilay al7een itha bagoolich shay mohim .."

"Shd3waa it's me .. you know me .. I'm the least person that will make you uncomfortable" she said.

His face was pale .. He started to fidget, tapping his feet while they were sitting .. He did anything to occupy himself from her. She was really confused. Many questions began to pop into her head about what the conversation would be about!

"Laish tabi itkalimny tharoory itha bes ga3id sakit?" she asked with a concerned tone of voice.

"Tadreen ina intay insana 3azeeza 3indy ou kil yom ma3zitich itzeed" he said while his cheeks turned red and his hands began to sweat.

"Shd3waa moo kalam yideed .. mithil ma int okho 3azeez 3indi .. adrii ina ana akeeda ikhit thanya lik" she said energetically; trying to break the tension that was going on.

"Yala goly shino salfitik .. I will help you! How bad did you screw up this time!? You know I will never judge you fa bala hal laf wil dawaran and just say it" she insisted.





"I didn't do anything wrong .. I'm in love with you .." he blurted out.

Her heart started pounding like drums.. She was caught off guard .. Everything went BLANK.

Friday, June 27, 2008

Girls Just Want To Have Fun!

First of all .. I would like to apologize for not posting anything new..

It was one hectic week .. ! And time seems to fly by ...
* Cocoamour truly apologizes and is hoping you accept it :) *

Moving on ...

I have many questions that I NEED ANSWERS TOO !

Why is it that people repeat ina il mojtama3 mayaqbil bint itsafir ma3a rabi3ha?
Why is it not ok for a girl to go sleepover at her friends house bidoon ta7qeeq and begging?
Why it that il bint il 'san3a' kila bil bait?
Why is that if you love to go out just for the sake of having fun they automatically label you as hayta?
Why is that we have to be home early while guys stay up til morning?

I don't understand this society .. SO MANY RESTRICTIONS I CAN'T KEEP UP WITH!
This what I have to say.. One day I will die .. and I don't want regret not doing anything bes 3ashan arthy il nas .. I don't think hal nas give a damn about my happiness so why should I do all that JUST to get approval from them ..

I know who I am .. I make mistakes but I believe I'm a good person .. SO JUMP MY *** !
*Cocoamour and anger issues don't mix well*

I will leave you with this.. Enjoy..

How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives-Annie Dillard