because i want to...

5 sms-es from schools administration...
5 non RSVP responses for graduation ceremony...
5 times the thought of flying back...
5 slaps across my face...


dude you're in paris...
make that 6 times the thought of flying back...


because what i really really want is to wear that lame ass robe, take lots of memorable but sexually provocative shots while jumping in the air waving my pseudo blank diploma and mocking the whole event, begging my dad not to fly back from saudi just to attend it eventhough i really want him to, having a celebratory luncheon with parents and paying for it with my new sub card-s and getting pissed drunk at random cheesy club with fellow classmates and laughing at how dumb we use to be...










because i don't want to look back and regret not knowing...
not knowing whether i'll get so pissed drunk and pee in my pants...