beau jeune homme

We had this agreement:

• She’d treat me watching a movie
• I’d treat her a dinner
• We’d share information about our targets.

We planned to leave for the cinema after Maghrib, the plan was made at 6 pm. But at 6 pm i’d just entered the bathroom. And she arrived in my house at 6.30 pm. Since i hadn’t finished my bath yet, therefore she had to wait for me till 7 pm.

If i were you i would’ve canceled everything. Pardon that, i'm kidding.

Whoops..we arrived at the place, Blitz MegaPLEX, such a futuristic name. We had a problem of finding a parking lot. Then the security officers told us to park indoor, since the outdoor parking lots were full.

Alrite then we slided into the indoor parking hall. We found a spot to park this car on a 30 degrees descending parking way. This spot was in between 2 concrete posts next to the first concrete post.

Not quite easy to park in but it’s the nearest available one. Then this mademoiselle (french word for a young lady) parked the Blue Jazz in. I found something wrong. She took the angle too tight. Oh Ya Allah.

But i just couldn’t fu**in’ scream. And this car seemed to don’t wanna stop. And what scared me to death was that this mademoiselle didn’t seem to know what to do and how to react. Oh my goodness. If only i was in control.

The fact was that i wasn’t in control. And i knew if i screamed, it would only make her more panic. I was burning to find what to do.

The car hit the post. Finally. Ah. It was a huge guilt in my heart.

The car stopped moving. Okay mademoiselle we had to reverse and try a wider angle. Huh.

And it worked. We parked the car well. Uh ah ahuahau uh ah.Ahhrrrrrrhhhhhgghh.

It was a very happening nite for her. Sorry mademoiselle.

Waiting for me an hour long, crashing the car to the concrete post, treating me a movie ticket, and taking me home safely. What a nite for you.

Afterall, forgive me for all my stupidity, my stupidity, and my stupidity. Keep being a good informant. Thanks a lot.