My Butt Hurts

Yeah that's right. I just travelled 10 and a half hours to get to my aunt's in Red Deer for my cousin's wedding. Oh my gosh, you do not want to travel with my Baba. I was trying to sleep and she was talking to me and pulling on my bracelets an then she would yank the earphone out of my ear. Yeesh.
Anyway, I forgot to talk about gay parking. Mom and I were parking at the university, and it said Q,V,Y parking, and I thought it said Gay Parking, and I was like "woot! They get their own parking!" And then we got closer.
Okay, I was thinking of other things to say...I asked mom if she would be mad if I married a guy and I had to convert to get married in his church. She's like "what, to Judaism?" and I'm like "or Islam or something," and then she started talking about how I would have to wear a headscarf and be ruled by the man or something, and then Dad started talking about that, and I was like "not all Muslims are like that," and mom and dad got in this huge argument, and I was like "it was just an example! What about Shintoism?"
Anyway, I read this book about a princess from Saudi Arabia, and it was talking about how women are treated in Saudi, and it was quite interesting. Anyway, it was talking about how Sultana got her first veil, and how she kept tripping over old Bedouin women (the nomads of Saudi). Can you imagine being an old Bedouin woman, and random Saudis keep tripping over you because they can't see through the veil? I just imagine people tripping over other people all over in Saudi Arabia, and I laugh everytime I think of it!
There were these other parts in the book. In Saudi they have arranged marriages, usually like 12 year old girls to sixty year old men, and there were two girls who decided to have "fun" before that had to get married, so they would go up to random men and go to their apartments, and they got found out, and one girl had to marry a poor sixty year old guy, and the other was drowned by her father. Another girl fell in love with a non-Muslim (a no no in Saudi) and she was put in the "women's room" which is a dark sound proof room, where meals are put through a slot in the door and there's a hole for waste, and you have to stay there until you die. It wouldn't be so bad if they didn't get fed, because then they would die faster. Other stories...Sultana has a brother named Ali who is really mean, and once she put his Playboy magazines (which had his name in them) in a church. And there was a girl who got raped but the boys told the cops that she asked them for sex, and she was sentenced to be stoned to death. She was like 13. And women have no status there, so of course the cops wouldn't believe the girl.
Anyway, on to lighter topics. Actually, I have nothing else to talk about...OHHH I know! I was supposed to be sharing some book quotes but the book is in the truck. Sorry. I finished Midnight Runner by Jack Higgins, but mom didn't bring the next book, so I had to start a COMPLETELY DIFFERENT ONE! I still have like five Jack Higgins to read, and yeah. I have a lot of books.
The back of my neck is really brown (sorry, bronze lol Katherine) and that comes from standing in dinner line at IMC and having no hair to cover the back of my neck. I MISS IMC!
Anyway, I must jet. Ciao ciao, and more later.