BollyBolly

Meow. The weekend has passed and so has another week of school, and another day of hindi school and of course my party. :)
Where to start.
The party, that you weren't invited to, or wait, perhaps you were but there's a very small possibility. heh. It was Bollywood themed, yes abi, predictable. WELL. It was cool! We watched Bend it Like Beckham which is an all-timers favourite, i mean indian and soccer, an almost perfect combo. A lot of people didn't come, but with the people who did come, it was fun! Atleast towards the end! Rae my darling came decked in a full sari, that she had bought from Mustafa that morning, which she actually spent like 40 bucks on it! damn. That's to people who actually TRIED. It came down to spending quality time with the people you love, crapping and dancing, to weird bollybolly music which were actually english songs remixed to pure indian goodness.

I wasted my life away on Sunday, well, to an extent, when he refered to himself as hot, i exclaimed at the size of his ago, when i sorta refered to myself as cute, he agreed.

Monday aka today. Dang. what happened HMMMMM>
SyF camp is ruining my life.
i mean you don't know me if you don't know how much i would go through for drama BUT.
it's fucking pissing off.
besides that life is pretty swell.

oh happy birthdays to Keisha my darling junior, Kavina [buu's older sis] and err Christiano Ronaldo. :)

he might just like me,
i might just love him,
i don't understand life or love.
one day, i'll fly away.