Okay yes...I realize I need a life.
Blegh.
Tomorrow!
Pakka this time.
'nuff bullshit.

lol...and shes 19..:p

Meri sab friends mujhey bohat gaalian deti hain.
Pata nai kiu..
=(

Bore horai hoona...please dont think im a loser? Please yaar=(

Me :
He sounds so saxay!

Rida :
Haina...and hes funny too. Oh and hes like 29..

Me :
wow...thats like...almost thirty..

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Friend :
*I had this disturbing dream a month back...[insert name 1] was making love to me. And he looks so amazingly cute today!

Me :
*OMG.
*Tell [insert name 2]?
*He can be so charming to look at.

Friend :
*I dint tell anyone.

Me :
*Its oki. Hes cute.

Friend :
*Still its not okay.
*Sesky back thi yaar!

Me :
*haha...a lil make out dream means nothing.

Friend :
*Not just make out...full on skin action.
*Thank God no effin scene.

Me :
*Aye haye.
*Awesome:O
*Maza aya?

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Note : Our exams start next month!

Me :
Tumhara farm itna ganda kiu hai..?

Rida :
What?
Jee nai.

Me :
Haan hai!
Itney saray ghoray..

Rida :
I know...ziada haina?

Me :
Haan...Itney saray ghoray and billian..
Bohat bura farm hai.

Rida :
Jee nai. Mera farm acha hai.
Bakrian bhi hain..

Me :
And the hay bales..
Why do you have so many hay bales?
It looks like poop!

Rida :
Hehehe...wo expeirence barhanay thay..

Me :
And who gave you that idea..?

Rida :
Faseeha...she started when I started so *yada yada long story* isliye!

Me :
haha...your farm sucks.

Rida :
Jee nai...mera farm bohat acha hai..
Just cuz I dont have money to buy a bigger farm doesnt mean mera farm acha nai hai.
Mera farm chota hai but bohat acha hai dont insult my farm just cuz I dont have money. Tum baray farm walay aesey hi kartey ho.

Me :
Its not about having a bigger farm..
Its so unorganized!
Hay bales eveyrwhere..

Rida :
No its not. Merey ghoray ek jaga kharay hain.
I made them stay they used to be all over my farm.
please hay bales delete kardo?

Me :
hahha...nope.

Rida :
Please yaar kardo..

Me :
Main nai karai...do it yourself.

Rida :
I have to study...I dont trust faseeha shes gona read my inbox..

Me :
Oh yeah the messages..

Rida :
Youve read them..?

Me :
hehe...yeap..

Rida :
All..?

Me :
Yeah..

Rida :
Oh..

*awkward silence*

Cuz Im a creep and not a cool one.

Sir dard hora hai....bohat bura wala...in the diencephalon to be precise.
Just...okay..Im sorry everyone for being so bitchy.
Im sorry kainat for being so ignorant and never visiting you and leaving early every time that I do.
Im sorry sania for ignoring your messages...I do that a lot. Often ignore your calls when you need help. And Im sorry for all the other bitchiness. Sorry I wont be able to help you out with your assignment but I have to study for my exams and your shit is tiring.
I wana have an orange.
Sorry mom for never getting anything right and always doing everything so wrong. I dont mean to.
And sorry apia for that. Sorry for making you feel so shitty. Sorry I told mom. I just dint think it would turn out the way it did.
Mujhey aam khana hai.
Sorry afu, sumera, mariam (khan), urooj, Ms. Sumaya, khizer, arsalan, hajira for not replying just cuz I dint feel like it. Actually this one is for everyone. Sorry everyone.
And sorry Mohsina. Really am.
And sorry papa for not coming to wish you in the morning and then not having dinner with you cuz I was too busy watching some stupid shit.
And Im sorry for ignoring you so much creepy bald dude. You just freak me out.
And Im sorry you weird lady form my class for never letting you sit next to me.
Im sorry for absolutely hating the "eid mubarak" routine and avoiding it.
Im sorry I made you cry faizan but youre an asshole and totally deserved it.
Sorry urooj I made you cry in 9th grade. And sorry Shyan for ignoring your calls and you.
I know Im terrible.
Sorry wijdan for....I dont know...whatever shit.
And a huge sorry to myself for landing myself in situations so awkward all the time.
No matter how ignorant I am all this lil stuff just really bothers me at the end of the day.

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Also, sorry God for my partial apostasy.

*Please avoid this one, dont ask me questions, and move on. Thank you.