Thursday
I am still on train and I am finally returning home.
Honestly M and Tia bores me so much. After I woke up and brushed and all, I went to the upper birth to have breakfast with M. Then when we finished, she went to wash her hands while I waited but she straightaway went to sit with her mom and I got really upset. She bickers when I take her headphones, when I ask her to talk and she doesn't comply even when I am sitting next to her.
Bitch.
I asked her for her headphones so that I could watch the film Fault In Our Stars and listen to the dialogs clearly but as I said, she clearly has some problem.
God, she is like those serial women who play good all the time like they care so much.Anyway, I am sitting alone and before I leave, trust me, I will probably throw a tantrum at her or better still, never talk to her again. She bored me all the fucking time - wait she just passed her headphones but I am pissed off so I said I don't need it anymore - and I hate her right now.
Oh god, I want to cry but there are people around so....
I need a moment to calm down..The trip was nice except that in our safaris (yesterday and the day before that) we did not see the tiger and M did. We saw spotted deer, bisons, sambar deer, jackals, lots of birds and so on. We even heard the alarm calls of the deers and the langoors (indicating that a tiger is close by) but the bushes were so dense...
How disappointing. Anyway, at least we saw it in Ranthambore.We took a morning bath in the same river with everyone... But M... She swam so far that she almost got carried away by the flow. Her father saved her.
Written today (12th)
Anyway,we bid them (Tia, M, her parents) a nearly tearful goodbye.. I am so gonna miss them...PS- I am sorry about that outburst.. Its rude and demeaning.. She's not really like that.. But I am not deleting it out because I really did think that...
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Diary of a Neurotic Teen
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