I'm sitting at my computer, gazing into the blinding screen... when I should be at this artistic thingy with Eric Drooker (www.drooker.com). My friend cancelled out on me but with good reason. Oh well, I'm exhausted. I picked up my Saree that I'll be wearking to my aunt and uncles 30th wedding anniversary. My grandmother called a while ago to ask me if I had already bought a nice dress for the event and to tell me that my cousin is going to wear her beautiful prom dress. As much as I love my dad's family, they're stuck-up, rich, racist, right-wing supporters who are affraid to come to Toronto Canada because they're afraid of getting shot by some black thug (which is outrageous and completly insane, you have a better chance of being killed by whatever race in the suburbs). To shock my family and to give them a little cultural lesson, I headed off to Little India and bought this amazing red, purple and gold saree. I also got my nose pierced (a horrible excuse, but whatever). My grandparents will probably disown me because they'll think that I don't respect western culture (bullshit, there's no such thing as western culture)

I just realised that I'll be using this as a ranting space. Oh well, maybe I'll have actually updates in the future!

peace