I was woken up today around 7:30 by my younger cousins staying over. He sleeps insanely early and would usually wake up around 6 and wait for us to wake up. It was cute back then but now at the age where we cherish our sleep, me and my brothers were all like what da fuq. Add the constant bugging and you’ve got yourself a little cousin bug.
Today a little group was organised by Sadian for a meet up down Hyde Park (for those outside the UK, Hyde Park is one of the largest parks in Central London) even though the weather was known to be cold as fuck. I told myself beforehand to pack a blanket but who forgot it? I did.
Heading out late as usual (I’m really bad with timings. I’m either really early or really late) I actually happened to see an old friend of mine Francesca that I hadn’t seen for a long while, and by a long while I mean since primary schoolwhich was near seven years ago. Being the late person I was we didn’t really say much but what we did do was a smile we made for each other. We had a stupid primary school relationship/crush/whatever little kids called that stuff in primary school and being the overly sentimental boy during childhood we had a greeting where our tongue would hang out the side of the mouth and then we’d smile. I was first to do our unique greeting and once she saw it she realised and laughed, although she didn’t exactly do it back herself which is understandable. Either way she’s changed and so have I. She doesn’t seem like it and from what I’ve heard and gathered, she’s far from it.
Aha, I’m starting to enjoy people peeping in on a game that I’m playing on he train and such. To the side of my eye you’ve got a woman in her late 20’s possibly glaring own slyly on my game of Drop, the objective to fall through as much holes without being caught by the screen. She’d occasionally look away but for the most of our journey she’d glare down at it. I wasn’t fussed at all.
Arriving late at Hyde Park Corner Station I met with six people: Sadian, Jazib; I knew Jazib faintly from earlier, and Naz, Thamanna, Choi-Ha and Zouina. Turns out that whole group had already known each other for some years during some university talk and so I was sorta breaking into a little pack of friends which was cool. It’s always nice to meet new people. I did know Jazib and Sadian though so I wasn’t quite alone.
Arriving at Hyde Park we chanted, danced like fools, sang along to music and I casually denied being a “hipster” because well I just don’t see it xD and plus who accepts being a hipster? We chanted and laid in beach chairs that we apparently had to pay for ending with us walking away like the cheapos we actually were. ]; Afterwards we headed down to buy some food and I managed to spend around £10 in an instant. Gosh I’m so fat… LOLjk anorexia woot.A lot happened in this little description of a paragraph but it’s the general gist of what went on. Thamanna’s taste in music is beautiful though *-* She knew all the indie songs I did, plus some of the Rock bands like Paramore and Thousand Foot Krutch and other less known, but still. A taste in music like that is enough for me to friggen marry a woman. Haha.
Train and bus journeys home make me so sleepy c: It was pretty tiring too considering I’d been up all day.
For fuck sake, the majority of this post was backspaced by accident and I couldn’t recover all of it in the end. What a shame, I ranted on about stereotypes and this woman crossing over to the other side and back just to walk past me and what not. Can’t be fucked to do so again though ;o