Countdown to test and of course this is what I have been doing..si.
Here's what I need (remedy!)
1. Long khalwah moments with ya Rabbi
2. Total phone shutdown (pfft)
3. Total no-digit giving
4. Reshuffling the Science bibles
5. Growing the locks (ugly)
6. A bubble skirt
7. A sequin tube
8. A leopard/cheetah/zebra printed flats
9. A mini-tube dress
10. Lots of cash. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YES! I am in a middle of a mess. Dawdling and fumbling with many sort of tweedledums and tweedledees. Oh lord..I am so in the Valley of Sad City this month..(snort, Georgina Nicholson alert..) The fact that NOTHING actually cheered me up annoys me more..(oh god am I being serious..PMS mood probably) I'm starting to hate extra-classes. I was in a deep anger (jealousy) yesterday and deep annoyed (really was) 4 days before. Looming over the bad locks...I am one piece of angry A-hole. (Don't you dare come near me!)
100% A-hole/Bitch Month.
(I agree..PMS inclusive, twice this month, oh for the love of everything sane in this world)
On a supposedly tight schedule, (supposedly!) oh f-off. All set, poladroiding all day. Rants on going with the freak, everyday, 24/7. (what the hell man?) Giving him an impression of a stuck up loner, (am one indeed) oh fuck the world man, who cares! Uzair is no longer mine so why bother about others. I need to get a griiiiiiiiiiiip.
*zero inspiration for an hour*
Post-Friday/Saturday Rants;
Oh dear god..your expression was priceless. (the stares were very much appreciated..tqvm) As I flunked the seat next to you and joined the other brigade..torture. A great torture to your music-washed soul huh? Z was being a great tuiton mate for the day. (gasp..revelation of truth, MunFai get ready!) A was being grumpy than usual, but hey gentlemen he was. Lord..don't make me start on H. Countless time of ruffling and shuffling my hair..(me being the imaginary dog) When asked on why the need of him playing with my hair..the only way to stop (it seems) is to shave em hair bald. (Oh great, did he forget hijab?) In the meantime, Add Maths was fun and loved...trust J to make mothereffed faces and shove it to me (yuck!) God..that kissing noise, I wish I have 90v battery with me (yes, imagining) and stuck it in his mouth. Such pretty face but a wasted sperm, indeed. Care not to deny the truth, I love my tuition boys. (thanks for the prepaid H) :-) Saturday? Sinful. Made ma scorned and all boiled up. A poladriod day. An unproductive day. Mothereff. I hate that day. Apart from that small spring cleaning. I gave hope to D. He thinks he's back in the game. Dialled my digits, allowed a mere 10 minutes call. I'm nice. H was being as awesome as ever. Dialled, entertained, hung up as phone died (shssh!) and left the story in-between. Well I guess the day was spent off texting the freak. Sinful. I need my testoterones (sp?) hormones! Give it back to me! My uglier days! My nerd days! Kicks arse man. Till then, I need a serious bedgasm. (scoffs)
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