It has been a long time since I wrote on this blog. i guess being hungry can do that to you. I’m almost halfway into Ramadhan, and as much as I hate to admit it, yes I am waiting for my period so that I don’t have to fast. Also, I have a villa in hell. It WAS a condo but then I got upgraded.
This is so annoying. The fact that there is a cinnamon roll in my fridge is eating away at my brain. Ugh. I will devour that thing like anything when the sun goes back down.
I’m supposed to be essaying, but there is a nagging thought at my brain (other than the cinnamon roll). It is to do with Giggles.
Okay firstly, we have no classes together this year. It burns me up HOLY SHIT HOLY SHITTTTT A GLOW IN THE DARK STAR JUST FELL OFF MY CEILING AND LANDED RIGHT NEXT TO ME AHHHHHHH!!!!!
Okay. I’ve recovered. It could have hit me really easily.
Anyway. Where was I? Oh yes. Giggles. So there’s this new guy at school and his name (not real one, of course) is Monkey. Giggles will probably change that name soon, but for now, let’s call him Monkey.
Monkey is [content deleted due to Mwajinator's big mouth]. He speaks [content deleted due to aforementioned reasons]. He is the [content deleted. Yeah, you guessed it, MWAJ.] in his class. He’s [content deleted. You know why by now.] and he’s cute. But most importantly, he’s shy.
A lot of people don’t know this about me, but most of the guy’s I’ve liked are shy. It’s ironic because as much as I wish I was shy, I am not. (I wish I was shy because in almost all the books I’ve read, the shy girl always gets the hot guy. WHYYYY????) So the question here is, why am I mostly attracted to shy guys? Except Poopiehead. Who I am not quite over. But anyway.
Giggles likes Monkey, a lot. And I DO NOT LIKE MONKEY. Just makin’ it clear. I just fear that IF I get to know him more, what with him being the type of guy I usually fall for, I may fall for him. So I guess in a way it’s a good thing I don’t have any classes with him and Giggles. Because I can just imagine the way we would glare at each other to sit next to him, then I would mentally slap myself for even WANTING to sit next to him.
But the truth is, I really need to get over Poopiehead. It’s been about three years that I’ve liked him on and off. Annoying. I know. I’m only 15. Like I even KNOW what love is. But my kookie friend Ro-Ro thinks it’s love. I don’t even know, so I guess that means it’s not love (?) My brain is so confused right now.
Anyway. So the other day I almost got raped. It was Friday, and Giggles, our friends Tuna, Mwajanator and Rizzy-BoomBoom and I went out to a fancy-ass hotel where they had a wooden, open-air gazebo overlooking the Indian Ocean, 4 meters off the water resting on wooden stilts. We were just sitting there, and believe it or not it was fun. No one ate anything though, in respect of me and Mwajanator and Rizzy-BoomBoom, since we were fasting. Ah, hunger is a bitch.
So when we were leaving, Giggles, Mwajanator and Rizzy-BoomBoom ditched me and Tuna because we were playing in the fountain and daring each other for a lot of quiche (cash) to do a cartwheel on the lawn of this fancy-ass hotel yelling “I’M A RETARD! I’M ALSO WEARING MY FRILLY HOT PINK UNDERWEAR AGAIN!” Well okay, she dared me. But then I saw a hot tourist boy so I decided against it. So Giggles, Mwajanator and Rizzy-BoomBoom were up ahead and me and Tuna started flinging water from the fountain to each other, dropping our school bags all over the place, sitting on the rolly benches and laughing like hyenas on weed (which of course, we do not need). Then we left the hotel, and the three of them were blue and grey (uniform colors) specks in the distance with some pink and green and black (shoes and bags). Tuna and I were following them on the dusty road when suddenly, we realized we were being followed by a guy who was looking us up and down and I believe he even licked his lips at one point. It’s not like I blame him, what with it being me and all. But gross.
Now the road we were walking on was a long-ass road. For shizzle. We were on there for about five whole minutes, which is a long time when you fear your virginity is going to forcefully be taken away from you. Finally, Giggles, Mwajanator and Rizzy-BoomBoom stopped a bajaju, which is tuk-tuk in Thailand, or rickshaw in India. Here’s a picture:
Don't they kinda look like cars sticking their tongues out? That's what I always thought. Hm. Ours was like this only A LOT smaller and we all sat in it. It was pretty funny, five people squashed in the back of one of those. Luckily the ride was only three minutes long. Better than getting raped, I guess. The bajaju driver wanted Tuna to sit in the front with him. That got me laughing for a good twelve minutes and making lewd comments in Hindi (a language we all understood) and Tuna almost crying. Until she hit me. I think that made her feel slightly better. I guess I deserved it.
Anyway, piss out. Queen (sadly not Latifa)
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