It wasn't suppose to...uhh

At the beginning of my week, I had so many plans .so much to do ,that I almost flunk my exam b/c I couldn't concentrate on anything else but making things go my way, well,,
My plans were :::
A-take my girls to have a meal in a nice restaurant
B-go camping by the beach with my friends.
C-go a wedding, and dance all night long ,
Looking back o my week, I'm truly confused; I don't know when did things started to go wrong…
First of all, the trip was cancelled ,2 of my friends were ill so we couldn't go out ,and about the wedding ,well that's a long story:
I hardly go anywhere, so I was so determined to have a great time at this wedding ,I did everything possible to make it work, from last minute alteration on my dress ,to leaving the salon next door and fine a cheaper one so I can do the whole thing (hair and make up there)the one near my house is ridiculously expensive ,it took me a while a find a nice one with no ppl, perfect cuz I was already late ,I loved the whole thing ,specially putting full make up on my face ,I felt like a little child in a candy store, the whole thing was a woww ….but, when I went back home everything was a mess my cousin who I was supposes to go with left ,,my dad lost it and asked me to take the care and go by myself(as an attempt to make me feel even lousier than I already felt) ,my mother blamed me for not calling my coz 10 thousand times to make sure when she'll be there ,at this point all I wanted was cry and peg for them to take me back home so I can wash my face and go to bed ,when we arrived at the wedding I saw my friend at the door(she doesn't listen 2 music,so only came to meet the bride then leave)so I stayed with there for a while not knowing if my dad is waiting for us outside or is has he left?!!!
That's when I decided to stop worrying ,there is nothing I can do now ,so I might as well Try to enjoy myself since I'm already here ,,,during the whole time what I loved the most were the traditional dances(when thy formed a circle I wanted to stand on my seat to see clearly, I also had this erg to jump in with them, I love it when they do this whole twirling around then the little jump)) ,I even lost it and started dancing like a (>>>>)on shakira's song ,it was insane ,but I don't care ,it was an odd day ,I'm still not speaking to my dad ,I will eventually .(of course)but I can't easily forgive me for the yelling scene and almost ruining my day for me ,I understand I am somewhat to blame for what happened ,but coping with the new events and dealing with the unexpected is not on my dad's book. Everything must be perfectly planned …or else I'll suffer the consequences!

I'M TOO OLD FOR THIS

On Friday I got a call from my friend tempting me to go IC SKATING with her, my first reaction was of course NO thanx 7abibti ,,I can't skate ,forgetting the fact that (me= lacking ice skating skills GOES WITHOUT SAYING…simply B/C non of my friends knows how 2 skate ..Lollll...This is Kuwait we r talking about we r not big on sports ,I can almost swear that most ppl go there to escape the unbearable heat…((it is cold OVER THERE..soooo very cold)
Anyways she trapped me with guilt saying that I didn't go at a major Somali gathering at her house ,,and the only way to make amends is to go skating or (attempting to skate crossing my fingers and praying not to break my legs))
The event (can I call it that ...dunoo) anyways ,it was organized by the Somali students union in kw ,which I consider myself a part of ,but sadly for many reasons can't represent my college (even though I was asked to )in the meetings ,,I truly believe that these young Somalis (including myself) can close the gap by forgetting our differences (political o tribal )and we r making great example of doing so..
We arrived there in the morning ,saw my dear friend waiting for me, then entered there to meet the rest ,I didn't know all the girls in there but I would luv to get to know(some of them)in the near future inshallah,,,it was no surprise that most ppl there were Brits and Americans ,they can't handle the heat…hehehe…,they were stunned by the scene of more than 15 black girls trying to skate ,but falling ALL THE TIME.. God… girls can be mean ,when some1 falls every1 kept laughing but my heart would skip a beat terrified that they broke their ribs ,,uhhh,,,I no they meant no harm, I'm just way to sensitive ,,I can't forget the american kid under the age of 2 who was learning to skate with his dad..(He was soo cute and soo brave))Made us ashamed of ourselves ,,,loll,,it didn't matter we still had a good time ,,and guess what..they are already planning to go there,,again,soon

Unfortunate accident
Yesterday while I was with my mum after getting back from visiting some relatives I came to find m car between 2 cars ,almost wanting to cry I mentioned to my mum that I failed at this position in my driving test ..I only got my license b/c of my dad's friend who helped me (like every1 else does around here, otherwise u won't ever get your license) anyways I'm an OK driver, I just suck at parking,,ukkh
Trying to get out of the worst alley I've ever seen, I ended up scratching some poor man's car. I still feel so guilty about it. What I really wanted to do was leave a note but my mum won't let me. she wanted us OUT of the scary alley and back to our home as soon as possible., I'm sooo crushed now ,cuz only yest my dad was talking about buying me a new car ,somehow I can't see this happening any time soonn..uhhhhhh

A day to remember

I haven’t written anything in a couple of weeks. I was actually extremely busy. .no. maybe I should wipe that. I'm sooo lying. I wasn’t busy..i mean a few interesting things have happened. but that...uhhhhhhh sorry i will stop babbling now and I promise from now on i will start making sense.. ok..sooooooooo
First of all there was a cultural exhibition about Somalia that i wanted to go to badly ..nd 4 some reason i had this idea that i'll go there and i'll feel music in my heart and see the girls working there and start hugging each and ever1 of them 4 their amazing effort,, ,wellllllll guess again..it didn’t quiet go like that..actually it was the opposite i got a really cool parking space and was all excited to meet the people there and get to know them well..what happened was..i felt like a complete stranger from the minute i walked in(((ok i was a stranger they never saw me be4)but is it naive to expect any Somali girl to be friendly just b/c we share the nationally. .maybe. .u tell me!!!!
I started smiling to evey1 there and saying hiiii..salammm.. complimented their work(did i mention i'm really shy and i always try to fight that feeling) and I made a poor attempt to make small talk but they weren’t on the same planet that I was.,and even if they were they would've probably ignored me anyaways.. my PRIDE ..owchh
I said bye to the only girll i knew and drove back home ..man was i glad that I didn't let my dad drop me over there. I would've been stuck there4 hours...
The second incident was the forming of the very first student union in kw (for Somali students of course)...woww..sounds exciting right!!!..NO to me.IT WAS .aa auu. .!!!!I couldn’t care less about it..i just wanted to sleep and relax on the weekend but somehow my friends got me really excited and with the dress code rule that my dad inforced . .WHAT..I'M I 12!!I couldn’t wear any of my cool outfits so every1 i knew was defiantly going to dress up with make up and allll..mashallah and i will be the only weird chick with clothes that belong to the 17th century. .NOOOO THANKS
After I've already decided to stay at home. my friends kept calling..r u ..going..nooo..thatz a big deal .u should come..bla bla bla..so basically i got dragged there thinking i'll have the worst time ever. but guess what.....not only did i enjoy being there(((MUCH)but i'm seriously considering running 4 a position next yr...wowah...the atmosphere was quiet and great,. only students...boys included of course ..hehehe...i honestly felt like i matter. I wanted to scream i'm A Somali and proud>>>>>> i have rights and i will demand what i feel is mine ..it was a good day. .a day 2 remember....