So, the folks just dropped another one of their bombs.
We're apparently moving to Lahore.
At first, my thoughts were all around the 'WHAT THE FUCK' phrase. I mean, THERE IS NO PROPER BOOK STORE IN LAHORE.
I mean yeah, they have plenty of old book shops, but no proper Book Store with Brand New, very Recent and the Latest books.
Also, we JUST moved in Febuary from this old, run down place where all three of us (my sisters and I) shared one dingy room, to this brand spanking new, sexy house where I have my own room with a red walls and zebra print blinds.
I mean, give all of that up to move yet again into some rented old house, where we wont even be allowed to change the freakin' wall color? And what if the houses are too expensive and I have share again? *Shudders*.
And my friends? I was just starting to make good ones, and get all settled in my A level college, but now, I'll have to start all over.
From scratch. And its common knowledge that I SUCK at making friends and being friendly. I mean, for the first few months you could always, always find me sitting in the Library, reading one of my books, during my free periods. Its not like I'm a complete loser, I had friends, but our schedules were different. So it was sad and very pathetic.
It could be that my Dad changes his mind at the last second. Hes like that.
But his indecisiveness really stinks. It puts all of us in a limbo. And limbos are not cool.
Its not that I dont want to move. It wouldn't be that bad, aside from the no-friends, no-bookshops thing. I mean, my aunt has a college there, she runs it, and I would easily get admission there. And the whole of my Mom's side of the family, and most of my Dad's side lives there- so thats cool. I love my Mom's-side-of-the-family. They're all awesome people and its always fun meeting them. My Dad's side on the other hand- not so much.
Anyway, the point is. I hope my Dad makes a decision soon and stops being so annoying.
Also, I wish this place was real, minus the candy hookers, of course.