Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Ewww!!

I had a car accident 3 days ago!! :( I was on my way home back from the University. I was listening to my sister's ipod. The road was jammed. The cars were bearly moving!

SUDDENLEY, I smelled FART! seriously, a really baaaad FART!! there was no one but my driver and I. The car smelled really BAD!
I couldn't breathe. I was like:
What the hell is that smell??!! ufffffffff *how could he just FART!*

The next thing I knew, we bumped into a green Mercedes! I lost my balance, but thank God I was okay & the driver as well. The strange thing now, that my driver didn't get out of the car to check the damage!! he just looked at me (all sweaty) and said: Euphoria, I'm sick!!

I was horrified, OMG!!! what should I do? what should I do?

The Mercedes guy came to us, and he was yelling at me driver: are you BLIND?!
My driver didn't bother to answer, he was REALLY SICK!! so we were waiting for the Police for like 10 minutes (remember the street was jammed) and for sure the accident made it hell worse! so the Mercedes guy decided to move the cars to the Samba parking lot.

While waiting the Police, the guy was staring ALL the time at me! then, he wanted a close-up look, so he came to my driver's window an said: Al Salam Alaikum! I need your Dad's number and name, please! *still staring*
Then, he gave me his Business card:

Ali Al Ghamdi,
Ma2zoon shar3i. LOOL (I think it's a curse!! now i'll never get married) *sniffing*

When the Policeman arrived, my driver had to get out of the car (you know, it's not the U.S.A) and when he did, I smelled that FART smell again!! you know what?! it was hell worse!! it was like a fresh SHIT smell!!
People, I think he shit on his pants! the smell was horrible!! YUCK!!

Dad called: Are you ok?? was he driving fast? speeding?? blah blah..
Mom called: Are you ok?? are you ok?? are you ok?? blah bla...
Dad called: I'm sending you another driver right now, don't forget to pick up your sister from the school.
Mom: don't worry about you sister being late, I already called your uncle's driver, he'll pick her up.

I called my friends. (because the Uni is only 10 minutes away!)

R's cell: not available.
Z's cell: not available.

*God, what should I do? the road is jammed! the driver won't be here for atleast 45 minutes*

I called his sister: Hi, how are you? are you still at the Uni?? oh good, I had an accident nxt to Samba bank, can you pick me up? good, thanks.

10 minutes and thank God she was there :)

It turned out that my driver had a baaaad Diarrhea!!
He ate Indian food the day before, LOoOL :P


Tuesday, October 10, 2006

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I'm trying to post, but Blooger.com is going CRAZY!!