reason number 1 for going to Mcr

knew there was something wrong when dad came to wake me up!!he ignored the unpacked bags all across the floor...more concerned with dragging me to his 'British-Bangladeshi....crap,crap,crap'. I would write down what it was but there's so many that dad's part of that i don't know which one this was. Think BBEC(British Bangladesh Enterprise... Commission...Corporation...) OOPS!!! Thank God dad don't no about this blog!!! Randon ppl there...walked in and obviously full of Bengalis (Sylhetis i think mainly) and got a little confused on whether to speak Bangla or Sylheti. The last 'all Bengali' event i had been to, or events that im used to going to, i usually speak Bangla so i tried that. And yes only a few understood!! Well embarrassing cos now they prob think im a snob for speaking it. anyways, then my dad decides to leave me with and chill with his people. Recognised no-one so left dad to it...then some loser decides to chat me up. Alhamdullilah dad was in close proximity cos i just told the guy that i was there with my dad. Told mum about the nasty Bengali trying to chat me up...and she felt sorry for me and brought me home. (If i had passed my driving test...would have gone home myself!!!!)

The Lord Mayor was there, Cllr. Talib Hussain(he ran against Salma Yaqub in our area...and came third...hehehe) and other random ppl were there. My dad made a speech as per usual...im sure it was about something hes spoken about before...Bangladeshi not being so well educated, blah,blah,blah..... And i put my foot in it...not about hating Bengalis(especially Sylhetis) but about sister's wedding!! Dads fault really was made to sit next to this 'old' woman, she recognised me...or she thought i was my sister. She started talking to me in English...hate it when auntijies do that...can speak Bangla you no!!!(Well, kinda). She asked y i didnt have a job over the summer...told her i too busy with sister's wedding. And me knowing that my dad is inviting the whole world thought that dad was obviously gna invite her!!! She didn't even no that sister was getting married....im sure she thought that my sister so young...but she still did think i should get a job!!! Dad did tell me after that he didn't wanna invite her...but guess it's too late!!!hehehe IT'S GONNA BE CRAP ANYWAY!!!!!!!!! Oh, im babbling on...the reason i left home was to avoid all of my dads political/Bangladeshi/'big people' in 'big places' crap crap crap!!! Must dash...sister showing me how she wants her table to be at her(my dad TAKING OVER) wedding.