Bad VT! No biscuit!
Heh heh heh. I suppose it's being stuck at home in the middle of the month where the Muslim tradition of no fun at all is extended to include lunch and all daytime snacks (that's Ramadan for those not in the know) but my actions tomorrow feel delightfully naughty. I'm not fasting, not going into school and instead am swanning off to waste time in B'ham with a boy! What's more, I've kinda lied to my parents about it since they have somehow gained the impression that I am going with at least one other girl. Well, after my mum's reaction at a harmless text message from a male friend I'm wary of her reaction to the news that I'll be spending all day with another, no matter how platonic our interaction. Plus since I'm bunking off 'work' it's probably helpful to throw in Best Friend's A's name as a sweetener. (Mum likes her, and when her name was brought up it was possible that she might be coming too).
Living at home isn't too bad, but I miss the freedom of uni. Also it has a tendency to bring out my inner 16-year-old, for which I apologise to any of you that have been subjected to that.
Living at home isn't too bad, but I miss the freedom of uni. Also it has a tendency to bring out my inner 16-year-old, for which I apologise to any of you that have been subjected to that.