So there's this one person who's kinnnnndddaaa starting to become my friend who I spoke to at times during Urdu. There is never awkward small talk(thank God I hate awkward small talk) but she said something and I didn't know what to say. This one O-2 girl was walking somewhere and she said about her, "I love her hair." Fair enough, she likes her hair but I was confused. I mean Idk what to say. Saying "Yeah I agree" would be weird(mabye) but saying no is dickish but why would I say that. So I just stayed silent. She was doing her hw like I was so it didn't get awkward but I was kind of like "WTB?" when she said that or more of a "kuh kay" or something like tat. This isn't even a big deal I just think the medicine is making me high.
Also I'm sorry, I hate the new name too.
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Heaps and Miles of Nyle's Written Files
PoetryAll that Nyle thinks and believes in his mind(for the most part. I do not actually think some of the stuff I actually say). I'd prefer if you at least somewhat know me before reading this book. With that being said, enjoy! The book is mainly rants...
