This is for you, Sallu.

(props to you if you know which cake this is!)

Happy Birthday Sallu Butt.
I love you.
Thankyou, for being there for me 24/7.
For sticking with me, and up for me no matter what.
Even when they said you had no opinion of your own.
Because you did, Sallu, its not your fault it matches with mine, right?
RIGHT.

Anyway, moving on.

Sallu, you were one of the reasons I started blogging.
You were the main reason I did not self combust after the two loves of my life left the country.
I know we started off on rocky ground, with the whole bitch thing, and your faindu sneakers and neck dhaga.
But you're cooler now, and its okay, I forgive you.
[Lol jk, Im sorry for the bitch thing]

 Thankyou for not judging and always judging.
Thankyou for sticking around and not getting tired of the singular stupidity that my life revolves around, even though I wish it didn't.

Thank you for ALWAYS understanding. ALWAYS.
I mean, there hasn't been a single moment when you haven't understood, and that, in my opinion makes you pretty fucking awesome, because you know how crazy-stupid I can get.

Thank you for always proving to me one of my favorite quotes: Where theres a will, theres a way.

You always find a way Sallu.
Always.
(well. almost always)

You're funny, witty, hilarious, snarky, trendy in your own way, creepy, sexy, adorable and so much fun to hang with!
You're my best friend, sister, TF-er, pedo-lover and more.

I miss you so much Sallu.
I hope that one day we can go to the Harry Potter theme park together, and then take a road trip to Salzberg.
And you know, be cool and aloof and fun and iNaTlekchUal.
You'll be some big shot women's-rights-feminist-lawyer person, and I'll be the girl with the library/bookstore/university lit teacher degree and sexy book deal and we'll ditch all the losers and have the time of our lives.

[WE CAN DREAM RIGHT? FC KALIJ FTW :C]

Anyway.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SALLZZZZZZZZZ!
YOU'RE A BIG GIRL NOW SO BETTER STOP EATING THAT CHICKEN SUPREME YOU'RE CHOWING DOWN ON SKYPE.
Your metabolism isn't the same as it used to be.
[Remember how we don't want BigMama hips?]


K BAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIII

LUFF YOU.
HAFFFUN. <3


Your bff

CLG

thug lyf- 4 lyf
<3

Sallu's blog: pinkofag.blogspot.com
[Follow me first, then her]

BestFriends: Gotta Love.

I wasn't feeling so good today.

The problems are the usual shit: Me being an obese blob, growing a double chin/ stupid shits who suck/ exams.
You know, the usual.

When I finally got home from school, I just wanted to put the earphones in, and switch the world off and SLEEP.
And then I saw it.

 

It was lying on the table.
It was from Karachi.
It had my name on it.
IT WAS FROM MY BEST FRIEND.

AAHH! I WAS SO HAPPY.

 Surprise packages FTW!

She sent me the most gorgeous/adorable/creative shizz eva:

Really funky cards with an equally funky envelope = ALL MADE BY HER. By PEN.

Two adorable key chains from Firefly.

And again, with the cute pink envelope, made by her awesomeness.

A pretty notebook.

And.... *drum roll plz*

A BOOK!

Sounds good. Can't wait to read it.

In other news, we went to watch Rio, in 3D this week. It was SO CUTE. And very funny. Loved it.

I also got crazy and tried to draw something cool but ended up with the following fail.
But woteva. Betta like it goiz.

Thats all for now.

Oh: Y U NO LICK MY TUMBLR?
Lick it.

www.esgeezee.tumblr.com

KTHZ <3

LOVE YOU ALL.

xx

CLG

GOODBAI 4 EVA

{LOL JK.
Just till the bitch screws me over.}

Hey guys!
So I know I really haven't been posting as much as I should.
Trust me, I've got SO many book reviews and other blog-worthy stuff saved up, its not even funny.
But the thing is, my A level exams?
Yeah JUST A FRIGGIN MONTH AWAY.
I'll resume as per normal as soon as I'm done with the horrid things.

69 followers?!?!
YAY!




*does victory dance*

Love you all,

Xx

CLG

Ps: My bffoeva started blogging too! Check his blog HERE.

Why do I do this to myself?

Why am I so pathetic?
My A levels are just around the corner. Have I started studying? No. Not even close.

I'm a hopeless romantic. To me that means I'm like Tina Hakim Baba from the Princess Diaries. See, I love romance. I love to read about it, I love soppy, happy endings, I still believe that there is a prince out there [just for me], and I still think that Disney movies are magic. That is one of the reasons why I love Meg Cabot. Like she says, whats a book without romance? All her books are wonderful. A strong female protagonist, a hot guy, getting in and out of a fix, and a happy [sometimes sexy] ending. Aah. What more could you want?

To cut a long story short.



I agree wholeheartedly.

At the starting of this year, I was very, very, very, VERY, lonely. As I mentioned earlier, my best friends- BOTH of them- moved abroad. So even though I have a few old friends here, I miss my old life a little too much.I'm thankfully making new friends, but to get to the point where you can comfortably talk about how you haven't taken a shower in a week, and the other person doesn't get grossed out- well.. getting there is a slow and painful process.
It doesn't help that my ex-bff is acting swell with life, while I'm still hurting on how she single handedlly back stabbed me.
Life sucks. I wish I could die.
I suck.

Until next time, when I can explain my self better.

CLG.