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Friday, September 17, 2004
I haven't written here in so long. It's 'cause of those bitch prelim exams which are now OVER!
I'm getting better at playing the guitar. I mean, compared to the last time, I am a lot better. I think it's all this Kunal- and Sugar-ness. They're a couple of the most awesome guys I know, honestly. And I'm not just saying that so they'll read this and stop grabbing my neck and attacking my little girls with pen caps. (Ow.) They really are great. Like Meenhaj. And Megan. I've got the best friends in the whole world. I swear. Like, when I'm on a bus or a train and I hear these bloody lame school kids having 'fun', I think, "They honestly don't know what fun is." 'Cause they don't! They and all their friends are, like, nothing compared to mine. Really! I swear I don't think I know anyone cooler than my friends. I really...
Yeah, I'm full o' love at the moment. No idea why.
I feel like having salami.
Oh shit! I can't believe I'm going to be in Bangla School alone tomorrow. I've no excuse not to go 'cause my prelims are over. And Tima, Shampoo, Kunal and Sugar aren't going. They still have prelims. Damn.
MOTHERFUCKER. Afnan just said that he was going to smack today and I believed him and I was shouting at him (though technically that isn't possible over MSN). And I got tears in my eyes and everything 'cause I DON'T WANT YOU TO FUCK YOUR LIFE UP AGAIN, KAFTAN. And then he said he was kidding. Look, weed is fine, but stay the fuck away from heroin or I swear I will kill you the next time I see you. I swear it.
So much for being "full o' love". What a motherfucker of a downer. Now I'm all sad.
I don't even feel like having salami anymore.
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