Whispers

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Whispers

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Chitgar

I'm bored out of my minddddddddddddd


nothing is fun any more, it's just too long a holiday


today, my friends and I packed to go to Chitgar park. well it was the first option, which we were on last night at 12 when we decided to go.


this morning, Mojtaba suggested that we go to some place he called Khargoosh Dare (Rabbit Valley), funny name for a park. so we didn't know where it was and none of us has heard of it. so we started asking people but they thought we were making fun of them for the fact that every time we asked we had a smile on.


finally, we had to go to Chitgar after all, we started by a little bit of Badminton and then a little of rookie basketball, I hope it doesn't worsen my cold, I was promised to be killed if it gets worse.


after that, since everyone was hungry and Hamid had promised to give us a good on-fire Omelette for breakfast, right after settling he started making fire under my supervision . and after that it was time for the big moment of omelette and it was, honestly, good. but everyone was trying to be indifferent and he was the only one to praise himself.


anyways, it was getting cold and hamid and his brother were supposed to get back home by 2 so we had to have the lunch right after our so called breakfast at 12. that was when all the jokes started by Vahid who is so fun when we're out. he killed us laughing throughout the picnic. God bless you Vahid.


that was it from today, the first Friday, 1389.


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