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Location: Lahore, Pakistan

I have never had somebody I would talk everything to.I've just wished.This Page,When I made It,I wanted It to be like that friend I've always wanted.I dont care how I sound.I want to talk to my friend. ::.

Thursday, June 23, 2005

Waking up at five while the sun dances its ass off outside is not one of the best ideas I've come across so far.Ofcourse everyone does not know what its like,Initially,the idea of "two classes a day" "no roll" "a 24/7 canteen" and "an open pool?!?" etc might sound fun.
But once the ball starts to roll,you realise everything Isnt what you expected of it.
(I would know since I have been attending summer school from the past three years-AND IT ISNT FUN!)
The A.C of your sanctuary,the lab,is so beautiful you'd probabbly trade it for a lollipop.
Eventually,you HAVE to move to the liabrary where,after two days you start hearing sounds of "air craft landing".
Yes my friends,this A.C shall rest in peace too,but you know I feel sorry for the ninth/tenth graders.poor things they dont even get that.
Anyway,the cooler now contains boiling water and the canteen wala lujjer starts selling the nestle pet for fifteen rupees!
Any cold drink purchased after 10:00 will be more like tea and the chips(packaged) will make you vomit the entire day.
The sight of beautifull young women with smudged "kajal" and melting "bases" in their "kaam wala joras" are something you no longer appreciate.( Although I agree I dont tie my hair(well almost all the time) but thats just because It hurts when I tie them)
What is more apalling is that you start hearing incidents of 9.o evacuating a lizard from the pool,Marium and Ramsha (classmates) being spotted in their swimming costumes by the "mazdoors".
To add to the pudding,your time table undergoes a massive change,7 more Pakistan studies Blocks.
!?!?!?!?!??
and If that wasnt enough,they extend the school (only for us) so that we ONLY study pakistan studies that entire week.
The story does not end here my friends,at 3,you again have to march to Sir Tawseef Baig's boiling basement,but thats the better part of the day because of the free spells of humor everyone undergoes there.
Oh,and that reminds me,I have a test today.
Anyway I'm just exhausted,like those pippette fillers when you draw air out of them?
and I'm tired =(.
Need a break and some major mood lifting.
NO MORE LAHORE!

2 Comments:

Blogger Ent said...

Linking you; like the way you write.
'Nice template?'
*grin*

6:08 PM  
Blogger sanu said...

thankyou,it is very sweet of you to say that.
stay in touch =)

2:48 AM  

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