It's Friday, September 8, 2006. My older brother just left to the airport to study overseas, lucky bastard. My school is going to start on Monday, September 11th. So I cleaned out my study table and put my new books for the fall courses I have chosen, all politics and philosophy and french. I also love having books on my shelf it makes me look like I'm some kind of a genius, maybe thats why secretly chosen politics and philosophy over mathematics, because you get more books and reading materials. Till this day I'm still not sure what I should do after I get my degree. Right now I have been lying to my parents that I might go to law school, but with my grades I doubt I will get in. With "No Doubt" as my background music, I have decided to clean my room. Then I relaxed a bit tuned into the internet and as usual wondered if anyone left any comments in my blog and as usual no one has. So I decided to install a counter that will count how many people have actually viewed my blog. so far it is 4. 3 of those hits were me admiring my ability to copy and paste the code into my blog template. There is only one comment from my blog and it was my first one and I have read that comment for like 10th time. I suppose I crave for attetntion, but not really, I just want someone to comment on my ramblings. Then I leave my blog site and go into my msn messanger, one of my fuck buddy was online. He is the most good looking of the bunch and it has been a long time since I have seen him, it has almost been four months. Actually I haven't seen him since my summer started. So I met him online and he told me he was in New Brunswick all of this summer visiting his mother. We had the formal introduction of a conversation, of how he is doing and how am I doing and how was the weather, blah blah and blah. Then as usual we always ended up turning on our web cam and have cyber sex. I think I have had more cyber sex than actual sex. I perform a strip tease in the camera for him and then I massage my breasts and squeeze my nipples as he asks me to. Then he puts the camera on his cock and masturbates it to me. and I telll him what I would do to his cock. Suck it, ride it and eccetra. Then he tells me what he would do to me, he would lick my asshole and then he would suck my clit. And after he had made me so wet he will turn me over and fuck me doggy style. Well after that I had to take my vibrator out and fuck my self. After I was done with him, I saw the time which was 11:30am. I had to be at work at 12pm. So I had my shower fast and went to the next room to wake up my father so I can have a ride to work. My work day is long, It is from 12pm to 10pm, I think its best to ask my manager to let me go an hour early. I really hate my job, but I do like the people I work with, which is good. However it still does not out weigh the crappy customers I have to deal with.

It's labour day. For most people it is a holiday however for me it is a work day. Actually I was not suppose to work today and my manager asked me to work today and I agreed to work since I need the money and she was giving me the maximum raise. The maximum raise was from 7.75 dollars per hour to 8.00 dollars, it is a 25 cents raise. I'm pretty proud of it considering this is my first job and I'm getting some money in my bank without my parents paying for my things. With my first check I bought myself a vibrator. I actually went down to church street in downtown toronto and bought myself a vibrator. It was my first and I always wanted a vibrator. I did not just buy a vibrator, I bought a lubricant and a cleaner for the vibrator and till this day I take care of it. I use my vibrator almost everyday and I probably used 10 pairs of batteries already. It has been almost three months since I got my first pay check and my first vibrator, which is a great thing and very useful in the most stressful periods. It is much better than any pill on the shelf, well that's how I feel anyway.
I just came from work and it is now 11:38pm. Before I went to work I used my vibrator to arouse my clit. It was a boring day and I like masturbating before I go to work, first because I really hate my job and using a vibrator helps me relieve some of the hating. I'm back from work and I feel like like my day is almost the same everyday, extremingly boring, and I realize it is becoming increasingly uncomfortable to live with my parents in the same house. I must also consider the new inhabitants of the house, My mother's sister's family, a small family, but still she is my mother's sister, and I feel like I'm under the microscope with my aunt and my mother together. Also my father is questioning why I buy a lot of batteries, but I suspect he already knows the answer. Whenever he asks me that pathetic question, I do not answer I just blantantly change the subject. The reason I suspect he knows about my toy because one day I mistankely put it out and went to work near my bed in my room where it was always messy. I usually hide it, but I did not think anyone would come in that particular day. When I came from work everything was cleaned up, the carpet was nicely vacuumed, all of my clothes were nicely folded in the closet and I saw my vibrator nicely put in the bag where also my condoms are in beside the bed. I came downstairs and my dad was acting with me quite normally as if he saw nothing. And like him I pretended there was nothing wrong.

Today, I went to meet with one of my fuck buddies. It has been a long time seeing him. He was at a comic book convention was talking to me all about it and I pretended to care for the sake of a conversation. He lives in his parents' basement and is hitting the age of 26. In this city and also considering I'm south asian its not really a surprise kids stay with their parents till the age of 30 or when they get married. But many south asians are resisting to get married so they tend to stay with their parents longer. I always saw the need to be independent and to get out of the parents' house by the age of like 18 is a white thing and most of my friends agree since they are not white themselves. But this dude is white and he still lives with his parents quite comfortably and never had a problem with that as long as I can come to his room and have sex without his parents ever coming in. I never met his parents. After he finished talking about his comic book convention we went down to his basement and I took off my clothes and we started kissing. Then he went down to my breasts and started to nibble on my nipples. I love when he does that to me I enjoy that more than kissing. It gets me really wet. And then he slides his finger into my cunt and rubbes my clitoris and then just tingles my whole body. But all of a sudden he stops and he wanted to tell me something.
He tells me about a couple he has been seeing. He has been having a threesome with this couple for awhile and two nights before he was driving around with the guy. They were thinking about inviting me to the fun and his wife never had a lesbian experience and was kind of thinking I could be her first. I did not know how to react except to give him a blank look. Then he told me after this little conversation with this guy he gave him a blow job and he cummed in his mouth. Well that certainly gave me a reaction I became extremely wet and my nipples got much harder and he was really rubbing my hard clitoris at this point. He took my legs over his shoulder and fucked me for 30minutes. I cummed and I rarely cum in just fingering and fucking, I need a guy to go down on me. But after he told about this little erotic incident, I wanted to serve him only. I was still horny and I went down on him and sucked on his uncut penis and licked his balls and I wanted him to cum on my breasts and he did. Then he licked his cum of my breasts and was biting my nipples, while fingering me, I cummed again while he was doing this for 15 minutes. I ended up riding on him, I couldnt let him go and at that moment he became so addictive. I had my last cum and was lying beside him and looked at the time, it was 5pm. I needed to go before I missed my 5:45 train and I also hate talking to any of my buddies after I screwed them. I got what I wanted from them now it is my time to leave and they can go on with their lives like me. I also don't want my parents to start suspecting on me. I figured out if I came before 8pm, they would think I was at the library, which was my excuse most of the time whenever I go out, but they never really suspect I'm screwing a guy the next city over as long as I do them in the morning and come before 8pm.

It is september 1st, 2006. I start the day by looking though my blog and there were no comments so I assume many of the readers have skipped my blog about my crappy life. I am actually fine with that, I am not much of an attention grabber anyway. However I did make certain modifications to my blog, such as adding advertisements and links that indirectly reveal my political views. I go downstairs and drink tea that my aunt has made in the early morning and trying to figure out how to add more stuff to it. I do not feel as crappy as I did yesterday and I still have not masturbated yet. I usually masturbate everyday, atleast once, but right now I neither feel bored or crappy, which must be a good sign. My mother decided to stay home from work and she is a really interesting person to talk to. Actually I just like to listen to her, she is the most interesting person in our five member family. At the same time I always have a feeling that she wants to kill me maybe its some kind freudian- electra complex I'm going through. I also hate her at the same time, she is one of the reasons I just want to run away from this place.