Hotties at the gym

One day i decided to join the gym coz i could hardly find time to exercise at home or have a walk especially with our country's unpredictable weather.. by unpredictable i mean dusty misty not windy rainy, so plz dont go bthak il raay WAL3IYATHO BILLAH :P anyway, wein kinna! yeah, back to the GYM! i was so exited as u'know, this was my first gym experience EVER! i grapped the schedule and my eyes caught something ....! it read "kick boxing class Friday at 8" ! i was dancing inside! and it showed on my face! i couldnt help it ! i gave the reciptionist the goofiest smile and i was grilling her over the class! when? how? who's the instructor? ...ect i was so overwhelmed ( o 7adi mishta6a or b mo96ala7 ilma9bina shaddat'ha .. lil mazid min iltaw'6i7 lila7afir > yayba il yihda) the cute (in a hippie way) reciptionist was not in the mood - i then realized that she never is ... except for when her shift is over -, she gave me that "F%#$ off " look and looked away ... srike one! i was so mkayfa that day so i decided to let it go, and decided not to teach her a lesson on manners and not to remind her how to deal with customers in a NABAWIYA-WAY! after giving her na'6ra fa7i9a i reached the following conclusion ,,, the woman is of some moroccan, algerian, tunisian nationality, she lives in kuwait .. and so .. she is exposed to kuwaiti society min akbar ras bildira li shala'2ha given that she works in a gym '6af lawili wiltali ... the poor gal found herself in an awkward situation ... she sees gals carrying their babies inside their scarves/viels/7jabat/laffat/malafi3/sheilat ayan kanat iltasmiya... now the problem is ... there are all kind of alien-head shapes ... she did not know which one to choose for herself ... so she decided to try a new shape everytime she goes out .. one day the square shape, the other the baloon shape, saturday is the day when she tries the vase-like shape, monday strangled-chicken-look and so on ! now as for the make-up ... well, that was a cup of cake ... she decided to go with the scary-ghostry-god-knows-what make up trend ... nevermind the fact that the color of her face was lighter than her kneck and her overall compelxion ... she was A LA MODE! grey, or green contact lenses? ilta'3yir 7ilo kil mara loon what about clothes ? now! she's been to malls, and watched kuwaiti gals wear all sorts of clotheings, but there was a particular thing she liked the most!! that skirt-pants combination! she was amazed by kuwaiti women's creativty and sense of taste and AGAIN! she set her mind to A LA MODE! so by the time she's done with work she would spend an hour and an half in front of the mirror checking herself out, leaving us 3yal il3abda with no mirror to check our weary si7nas untill further notice ... END OF PART I

self-reflection

what is hapening to me .. i feel like im trapped in my own body .. i used to be a free spirit.. happy and cheerful .. life has wiped out my smile people who are supposed to be on my side .. are turing to devils .. hatred has taking over my soul .. my wounds are not healing .. i miss my old self .. i have this greatest love.. and i cant enjoy it.. im being greedy and selfish .. im not appreciating the gifts that im given .. i've been hurt so badly that i can feel nothing but pain.. the moster has taken away my sight so i can only see darkness.. darkness of the injustice i've been put into .. darkness of my blackened soul.. oh my dear love im not being fair to u.. let the moster burn .. i dont care .. he comes and smiles at me every time he passes by.. like he has not done anything .. the devil! i cant say anything .. whom am i to speak .. what would i say .. we're still in the dark ages.. where women are not allowed to speak out their love.. to hell with all of that .. im a rebel .. i will always be.. and his almighty Allah is whom i'd put my trust on.. i dont care if i dont ever get back from the battle field .. coz this time as they say in kuwaiti ana BAY3A ! PEACE