damn im really going nuts.....dad wont let me join the callcentre all of a sudden...proll
campaigned a little at school,stayed at my dads office for a long time.tried to get online at night but the monitor got fried,literall
stayed home all day,dad went to lahore in the morning and came back in the evening.fahads friend jawad had an accident and is in a critcal state. Talked to nadi,ahmed,jes
im back in pakistan,had one of the worst days of my life. An 8 hour flight,watched Harry Potter 3 and kill bill 2 on it, both of which were kind of okay. The flight was pretty much okay,but when i got off the plane i went through hell,the heat was unbearable and it was so humid,i wish i didnt have to come back to pakistan,went straight to school at 8 and met my friends who were surprisingly boring,we got tired of talking in like hardly 10 minutes,i felt a bit hurt but i always keep such stuff to myself,its no use letting it out. School seemed like the last place id ever want to look at. I simply hate it,all the effort and everything,i cant wait until this year's over with,i want to get out of here,ive had too much,im counting the days,theres still 10 months to go,not to mention nadi was the focus of my mind all day today,thats what kept me going,unwrappe