Monday, 4 February 2013

My illuminating thoughts-chapter 3:




Hamad and Alghalia have gotten really close as friends. They had a lot in common. They both like to read actually, they debate about a lot of things.


Hamad and ghalia have now a small group of friends. Hamad's best friend, Jaber that the most typical kuwaiti guy ever. He hitts on every girl that walks by him, He curses a lot. Also, I hate to say this but he's kinda... ya'know dumb.


Jaber was tall, really tall like 177. He had black hair and he worked out a little too much. What was different about him was that he had really light brown eyes.


Basma, was AlGhalia's best friend that was well the opposite of her. She saw studying abroad as freedom. As an escape for Kuwait's forceful society.


She was also Ghalia's cousin. That's actually the only was Basma's parents let her study abroad because they thought she'd be in good hands. They were so wrong.


Basma was pretty, not exceptionally beautiful. She could be but she doesn't put in the effort. She's so careless she couldn't care less about her looks. I guess over-confidence does make you look good.


Basma's living her college experience to the fullest, parties, concerts, weed, She even smokes which was considered okay in California but not in front of kuwaiti's. She acts like an angel in front of her kuwaiti guy friends. Such a hypocrite.


Sarah, is one of Basma's Saudi friends. She speaks fluent English and Spanish, considering um Sarah was spanish. Which looks so weird when she talks in Spanish because her voice doesn't match her looks.


She had traditional Saudi beauty except with her mom's blue-ish eyes which really can't be seen unless its under the sunlight.


The girls' also had a gay american friend, which the guys hated. His name was mark. Damn, he was good looking. It's too bad he's gay. He had dark brown hair, great facial features and a model's body.


He didn't act gay at all, actually he acts like a normal person.

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All of them gathered at a their usual spot at an off-campus diner. It was friday night and every one was there. Ghaliah had this intense moment when she started appreciating all of her friends.


Jaber and Sarah were arguing women's rights.


"I swear, it's disgusting how guys like you treat women. You lie to them and cheat on them and no one judges you but when a women does the same thing. They label her a million different things" Sarah said.


"a7, shlon et5aleeha etkalmik chithee?" Hamad said with a cute smirk.


"enta chub, don't make me start with you bes shwaya ga3d t7tirim nafsik jidam Ghalia" Basma said while smiling, fuck her. She's always doing things like that.


She made Ghalia blush and Hamad saw her and smiled, making his dimples appear.


And quickly the subject changes to the headmaster's latest nose job. The headmaster is obsessed with plastic surgery. Mark started the conversation, sure you can guess he's gay by the conversations he talks about but he quickly blended with our group.


After a while "ta3alow 5anrou7 nitmasha" Hamad said standing up.


"english english, I only know taalow means come" Mark said.


Hamad smirked his 'I am so annoyed' smirk.


"Ghalooy ta3alay" He said.


"oohhh sh3alaich ghalia" Basma said with a goofy grin.


"entay zahba 7ag el mashakel" Ghalia said


"yallah Ghalooy" Hamad said, ignoring Basma's comment. Basma quickly sunk in back into her conversation with Jaber, sarah and Mark about the headmaster's plastic surgery obsession.


"Okay, 7atan lu malee khulg" AlGhalia said and Hamad grinned with bad intentions.


And they left that night wandering around the city,

where it was too bright that even the stars didn't shine.

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