last time i checked, this was My life.

what? really? naww-uhh...... you're deceived child. it's anything but yours.

the only decision i'm allowed to take, is what subjects i choose. that too for a degree i don't want to do.

man seriousli? the only reason you're not letting me go to a friggin BBQ bein organised by a buncha hijabis is cuz ' u shud stay with us and have fun with us and be part of the family!'
stay at home and mope around more like.
and excuse me, but F*** your family. your husband more like. it's not exactly a family when the guy is either acting like my 15 yr old lemme-touch-u-up crush and the bully in high school who can't stop taunting me at every little chance he gets.
yeh, im talking about ur im-so-in-love-with-him significant other.

it makes me Nauseous.

she carries no sly comebacks
in her pocket,no shell on her back
-Stephanie Hemphill.

But that was old news. life teaches you many things.

dont you see? the more i want to run away from you guys, you keep me under absolute house-arrest. and that is me NOT exaggerating.i spent my entire term break babysitting your kids from 8 to 6.i cancelled ALL mi other plans. and you tell me, be part of the family.


maybe i really should prove them right and get drunk and whore around and get a nice 'screw you' tattoo round the back and a night in jail seducing up the policemen there.

i am going to Crackkkkk like an egg.
or wait, i'm going to go ON crack. like an egg.
or hm.something.

haha i sound so much like a teeny bopper whiner.

this ones for Gunther. remember about the stories that go untold? let me tell you a story that is a little too close for comfort let's just say.

so once upon a time there was a lil 5 year old who was as innocent as a brand new bar of Cadbury's chocolate. dont ask me how thats innocent.she had a Quran tutor, full darhi and all, who used to come to her place to teach her everyday.

Contrary to tradition, his way of greeting wasnt the salam/handshake, more like lemme-touch-u-bottom-up-thru-ur-shalwar-real-quick-with-no-one-watching.
Pretty much every day
till he eventually got fired, and not cause she'd told on him.
(and then there was this driver,and this uncle, and this and this and this.)

The girl still remembers. Traaaaummmmaaaa...bah.
That's just one of many many many stories.


and Rudolph had a very shiny nose....
like a light bulb.

ayeeeee mausam rangeelay suhanay..jeeya nahee manayy....la la la la la laaaa laaa laaa...

-no love lost,
eeda.
xo