Emotoysal

July was the best and the worst month of my life to say the  least. As I mentioned in the previous blog, it was my brother's wedding so I had a blast but after 18th, it went downhill. My newly found friends were returning back to their homes and I had certain classes at school that I was definitely not looking forward to attend. I also got admission in a private tution centre so those classes didn't really help but my mom was bent upon sending me to keep my 'reputation intact' . I went to school and got severe headaches (because I'm allergic to sunlight and there's a hell lot of sun there.) (Also because the students are straight up douchebags. You might notice I have no friends.) Anyway, I hauled my rear up every morning at 9 when all the 15 people in my house (minus guests) were sleeping and went to school, which I hated with my body, heart and soul.  I also went to my private tution on Saturday and Sunday which is awesome by the way. I have a shit-ton of

Hi chaps. I'm not gonna waste time and explain in detail why I went missing from this blog for a month after I promised the ONE reader reading this that I'll be stricter with the blog updates. I'm just gonna say, IT WAS MY BROTHER'S WEDDING OK? Our house was jam-packed with barely any space to move. Everyone had to do a complicated dance routine everyday to get chores done. There were over 15 kids. I was in an introverted crises because you see, most of the people in my house for the wedding CAME TO MY HOMETOWN AFTER 6 FRIGGING YEARS AND THERE WAS A LOT TO CATCH UP. I also realized a few things which I'll add in the end. The wedding was lit. Everyone looked bomb. I (frigging gorgeous egyptian princess) looked fine, I guess. The only thing that put me a bit off track was BITCH NO ONE, I REPEAT, no one recognized me in the after-reception party because maybe I slapped on a little too much make-up. I don't know, I tried going Zen that day. It didn't work ou