Happiness.

That’s the best revenge of all: happiness. Nothing drives people crazier than seeing someone have a good fucking life.

"Things change. And friends leave. And life doesn't stop for anybody." - The Perks of Being a Wallflower.

Shipping up to Boston.

Life is so hectic. Haven't updated forever.

This A2 shit really needs to start getting better soon.

This is probably the most hectic year of ma lyfeee. -.-

In other GOOD news, I'm going to Boston for.... *drumroll* HARVARD MUN. Oh yeah, bitches. Bring it on. Boston <3

End of January, hopefully. Let's hope everything works out. :')

I love MUN-ing. The thrill of debating and diplomacy is my drug. I can't live without it.

In bad news, I have my SAT on Saturday. God, save me. :'|

Cheers, lovely people.

Another lover is not a sin. Believe in capital H-I-M.

So I support homosexual rights? What is SO wrong in that.

People need to realise that EVERYONE has different views on everything. Not everyone believes in what you know. Don't give me that stare. JUST DON'T.

Rant over.

I've taken a liking to House music nowadays. My friend forced me to listen to it, and now I can't stop listening. Strobe by Deadmau5. This song has the ability to make you happy and sad in the span of 10 minutes.

Cheers.

Hello, lov3ly peoplexx

Ah, yes. I've all of a sudden taken liking to writing dis w@Y. I f!nk itx cuz imm k3wlx.

Haha, kidding.

I just realised, I've been so emo lately I've abandoned my lovely British Accent. Let's face it. It still sounds better with a British accent.

I think I'll start blogging again. Happy happy thoughts. YAY.

Speaking of happy thoughts, some aunty asked me to tutor her daughter. Which means money. YAY MONEYY.

I just returned from Lahore. I WANNA MOVE THERE. It's so lovely there!

Except it has no beach. So shut up, Lahore! Karachi is home 4evz.

I just realised how pointless this post is. Ah well, haters gonna hate.

Ciao, beautiful people.

Also, I really need to learn how to make gifs.

ALSO, if you have a tumblrrr, follow me:

www.sunsetdreamingg.tumblr.com

Even though I didn't know you.

RIP, Faraz Khan.

Your death has had an effect on me you wouldn't believe possible. And I didn't even know you.

175 million hearts beating for one prayer.

"I am the Final at Melbourne. I am the last ball at Sharjah. I invented the reverse swing. I mastered the multiple hat-trick. When they wouldn't let me play at home, I drifted wherever I could. I am the Sultan of Swing. I am the Cornered Tiger. I am the fastest ball, the quickest hundred, the biggest six, the shattered stumps. I am the aggression. I am the passion. I am the unpredictable. I am PAKISTAN."

It is on, boys.

Play like true Pakistanis. That's all we ask for.