So, i am back. After like an year or so. Me and my besties are in different universities and yes its the worst human torture ever. I miss them like hell. And punjab university is well .. punjab university.
Also today the guy who first invented atomic bomb in pakistan came to our university for orientation session, since he's a former student.
And it was very um ... military-ish lmao thats not even a word. And also i feel hella depressed because all my classmates are allowed to go out and get laid and i am not. Urgh.
The perks of having strict parents. Wait where did it come from?
There are no perks of having strict parents.
And the boys in my class are pigs. Total pigs. I kid you not. All they wanna do is establish that they are superior and spam the group chat and ask for assignments.
I mean tf? You can either be an arrogant asshole or a dumb asshole. But not both. Never both please. Its just too much of crap. Beyond my imagination.
Anyway if anyone is still there and wants to interact or help me cope this friendless, arrogant-prick-classmates, bestie-away, phase, please do 😂
I badly need counselling. My raging hormones are all destroyed. I am stating this with an incredibly heavy heart that no i am prolly still attracted to men. But the men i am attracted to don't seem to exist. Come here munchkin pls. Let me love you.
Okay enough blabbering. Gotta write essays and a shit. Have a blessed day. Muwahh
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Rantings Of My Rebellious mind
Non-FictionSchool was not always about Studies. It was always about friends. This isn't actually a fictional story, just memoirs of my basic and ordinary life. Often with a random bunch of idiotic, totally moronic, often hilarious instances that should defini...
