i was always a good boy
but then one day while we were having a break at the aunty's house who used to teach us Quran i kicked this boy who for WEARING PINK SOCKS! what kind of boy wears pink socks??
so he told the big horrible aunty - so she called me - but i started crying so she hugged me instead of hitting me
and i was one of those kids who just used to fall over all the time. i fell over once in school and hit my face on hte floor, and my lips swole up so much i had to drink through a straw
and my siblings and cousins used to tease me about having a girlfriend in nursery
(not true btw
)
haha and i used to believe i could grow "older" than my sister. turns out i cant
