Today I went to a wedding and it was boring at first then it turned out to be pretty fun. I wore something simple cos we were only long-distance relatives to both sides of the wedding, broom and gride (yes, I did that on purpose, it was an actual badliya ga6ait’ha wana hnak). Anyways, I’m not that big of a fan of huge fancy shmancy wedding gowns with the “shek shek shek”ing of sequins, shiny stuff, and neon colored beads, even if I was really close to the bride and groom. I prefer something simple, light colored, or even a rich rich dark color (such as emerald, ruby red or dark gold) and sexy, which means that it shows skin but only enough to leave a lot to the imagination, and only in places which aren’t THAT provocative such as a tiny bit of the shoulders, a little bit of back showing, and not one long opening till ur butt crack shows, a tiny bit of cleavage and not a Pamela Anderson impersonation… etc. Of course, almost all of the Kuwaiti girls reading this might agree with wat I’m saying, which is good 
Anyways, I went to the wedding feeling just a tiny bit dizzy, but good enough to leave the house for a bit. I felt much better this morning so now everything’s almost back to normal… HEYAAA! And I look pretty good, too lol (HAH! Purgatory!) Hehehe, so I picked out my clothes after dinner, and watched my brothers play Smack down, and then have them explain to me that it’s WWE (world’s wrestling entertainment) and NOT, I repeat NOT WWF (world’s wrestling federation) cos of a family fight… and I stopped them from saying any more right at this point… and they’re playing standing up cos if they sit down, their legs would shake uncontrollably (a3sab, sakenhum misakinhum lol) and I would have to yell at them to stop concentrating so much hehehehe… oh dear, where was I? Oh yea, and while watching them play PS2, I played some Dr. Mario (of course!) while waiting for my aunt to pick me up so we could go to the salon for womanly stuff lol (no details will be added to the web log as to not scare off any male readers, it is preferable for these gory details to stay within female readers’ minds only. Thank you for your cooperation) and then when we were done, I got home, finished make-up bizbiz, went to the wedding, and now I’m home and typing up this blog for my devoted readers… and that’s wat I did today… one full day wasted on beutifying and looking beautiful enough as to not have the ppl at the wedding staring and pointing and laughing, or so I wouldn’t be kicked out, or made to sit with the maids sitting outside the wedding hall with the screaming babies…
about those screaming babies, wat is it with ladies who bring their babies with them? I actually saw some lady leave the wedding hall after dancing or whatever to grab her baby, go to the bathroom, breastfeed it and them slip the top of her dress back on and go back to dancing in the hall with the baby just a tiny bit quieter in the maid’s arms… I mean, WTH?!?! Why can’t she breastfeed it and leave it home, u ask me? Well, she can’t leave the baby at home cos she’ll be in the salon all day, plucking, waxing, doing her hair, then applying make-up to make her look like Michael Jackson’s older sister :/ and will even put her dress on at the salon so she can’t go home, so the baby has to be with her… again, wth?!?
Oh dear, this one post is too long lol… lemme distract u with something funny on top of this post so I can shut up now hehehe
