Anonymous wanted some gossip and fun in my posts and she was saying that I haven't been posting the good stuff for sometime so this is to fill you up :D Just yesterday I was talking to a friend and recalling the Prom Night scene back in 2001 so here is what happened....
In 2001 when I came back from London there was a Prom party of KES high school graduates. A few friends invited me to the party which was organized in Meridian Hotel. I inquired about the dress code prior to my arrival there and friends suggested I should wear anything funky. I did ask them again knowing that the dress code for Prom Nights is usually formals but they replied saying wear anything funky.
The day of the party I reached there at 9pm and was rejected entrance cuz of my dress code and all my friends were dressed in formals. I was really pissed off at them but at the same time I didnt want to spoil their evening so I adopted silence and controlled my anger. My friends gave me company for 30 mins and then I felt bad that they should be enjoying their night so I asked them permission to leave.
On my way a few friends called and asked me if I could go home and change and come but I said I cant as my mom will be doubting me that whats the reason behind all this. Then as I was crossing Kuwait Towers one of my female friends called me and said the party is really fun and I shouldnt be missing it. She kinda got the power in me and I drove fast all the way to Salmiya. The time was nearly 10:30pm and I was lucky to find a few shops open in the old Salmiya. I went in a shop quickly bought a trouser and shoes went in another shop got a shirt and tie. I called my freinds that I am coming in they were all excited. Now the question was where will I change my clothes?? ?
By the time I reached the hotel it was nearly 11pm and I didn't want to enter the Hotel and go and change then come out so I parked my car outside the hotel facing Mathanna Complex and wore my suit in my car. I dont know how I did that but I am sure I can never do that again...The scene was just worth a movie clip and all the time I was scared if a police car passes by me they will definetly stop to enquire whats going on in the car ;p I went up and all my friends had a laugh when I told them the story...
The party was fun as ever and I guess that was the last time I ever danced and the first and last party I had ever gone in Kuwait too which was one hell of a rocking experience.