I Got Cocaine, Runnin Around Ma Brain
Monday evening:
Mom: Dodo, when does your exam end tomorrow?
Dodo: 10, why supp?
Mom: Oh good, you can drop us off at the airport then
Dodo: WHAAAAAA?!?!?
Always the last to know. Never invited to tag along... Still have no clue where they're headed or for how long, but since they're going via Jazeera, can't be going too far.
Passed out last night only to discover my notes were drool-glued to my forehead, and the clock screaming 6:30. Way to go, no time to shower or finish off the *revision* I had set out to do. Mad mad rush to get to Kaifan.
Finished the exam, headed home. Sis had just remembered that her untamed brows needed some a-grooming, and we were anxiously waiting for her so we could head out.
Drop the famoolya off, but not before I collect a few green notes.
A fix was in order. Head for the slums, ghetto city bebeeeeh aka salwa, collect me stash and burn the dough, and head back home for a much needed quick indulgence. Gotta feed the demons. Haven't heard from them in a long long time. About time we had a one-on-one. Fairy's also welcome. Talk about *guilty* pleasures haha :/
Where the party at?
Me noggin *wink wink*
FOR THE RECORD: I'm sorry for implying that I'd done coke. I have not. The title is from a song by Dillinger. I was just giddy that mom was out of the house, so I broke the imposed diet and got myself some bal3a from a friend in Salwa.
Mom: Dodo, when does your exam end tomorrow?
Dodo: 10, why supp?
Mom: Oh good, you can drop us off at the airport then
Dodo: WHAAAAAA?!?!?
Always the last to know. Never invited to tag along... Still have no clue where they're headed or for how long, but since they're going via Jazeera, can't be going too far.
Passed out last night only to discover my notes were drool-glued to my forehead, and the clock screaming 6:30. Way to go, no time to shower or finish off the *revision* I had set out to do. Mad mad rush to get to Kaifan.
Finished the exam, headed home. Sis had just remembered that her untamed brows needed some a-grooming, and we were anxiously waiting for her so we could head out.
Drop the famoolya off, but not before I collect a few green notes.
A fix was in order. Head for the slums, ghetto city bebeeeeh aka salwa, collect me stash and burn the dough, and head back home for a much needed quick indulgence. Gotta feed the demons. Haven't heard from them in a long long time. About time we had a one-on-one. Fairy's also welcome. Talk about *guilty* pleasures haha :/
Enjoy the silence...
Where the party at?
Me noggin *wink wink*
FOR THE RECORD: I'm sorry for implying that I'd done coke. I have not. The title is from a song by Dillinger. I was just giddy that mom was out of the house, so I broke the imposed diet and got myself some bal3a from a friend in Salwa.
posted by Extinct Dodo at 1:33 PM
5 Comments:
Legalize it ..
Time to reCognize it.. :p
You are just a heroine of "Friends". That curly blondy: "Always the last to know".
Crazy life is beter than slow boring & so on.
dodo seriously?
the FOR THE RECORD part
really needs to be in the beginning of the post
jan6a... *Lay off the crack and the cokin, hear me shouting, Herb is the healin' of the nation* hehehe ma7ad '3airich ma3ay 3al 5a6 :P
sever... yes i agree, plenty of time to *sober up* when you're old and lose the spirit :P
baroque... nope babes, sorry about that :(
yazeed... ditto. hope my next post patched things up :/ *slaps self*
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