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The curls on her head mimic the petals of a lotus.

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I can look someone dead in their eyes and lie to them, but I will shake and stutter when telling the truth.

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Do you have a Cat or a CAT

Welcome to this quiz of "Do I have a Cat or a CAT." Here's some background information. Recently, the Michigan government has issued the CAT (Certified Ai Tomcat) project of delivering robotic cats to some homes of people who they believed stood a threat to humanity. They can be hard to differentiate from real cats, but here is the perfect quiz to figure out if your cat is a real cat, or a CAT robot.

Question 1: How did you recieve your cat?

a. Adoption

b. Their parents were already in my family

c. In a large cardboard box on my doorstep along with a charger cord, earbuds, and a manual

d. Other

Question 2: Does your cat short-circuit when taking a sip of water?

a. No

b. Sometimes

c. Yes, everytime

Question 3: Where do you take your cat for their checkups?

a. Vet's office

b. A friend who's good with animals

c. The Microsoft Store

Question 4: Do you need to plug your cat into the wall at night?

a. No

b. Why would you ask this?

c. Yes

If you have answered A or B to all of these questions, CONGRADULATIONS! You're cat is, in fact, a cat. But if you answered C to any of these questions, I'm sorry to tell you that your cat is a robot controlled by the government :(

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HAPPY TWO'S DAY EVERYONE

February 2nd, 2022, Tuesday

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"Don't work or study hard. Study joyfully and work lovingly."

-Sadhguru

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Lil gremlin raashi

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Nothing I do can ever please anyone, and that's why I do whatever I want 💕🌸

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Painting on the ground and reached across to grab a brush and Stitch saw an arm crook to tuck himself into and immediately nyoomed over and said “no more painting tonight”

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name is 1 molecule

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Listen: my father speaks Urdu language of dancing peacocks rosewater fountains even its curses are beautiful. He speaks Hindi suave and melodic earthy Punjabi salty rich as saag paneer coastal Kiswahili laced with Arabic, he speaks Gujarati solid ancestral pride. Five languages five different worlds yet English shrinks him down before white men who think their flat cold spiky words make the only reality.

- Shailja Patel, 'Dreaming in Gujarati'

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“I’m not everything I want to be, but I’m more than I was, and I’m still learning.”

— Charlotte Eriksson, Everything Changed When I Forgave Myself

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Fashionista Tips

Don't be afraid to dress your style. Life is too short to dress for other people.

If your clothing is a little see-through, wear undergarments that are around the same color as your skin. Undergarments that are the same color of your clothing will just make it worse.

When you make new outfits, take photos of them so you remember them

If your shirt is too long, you can tuck the bottom into your bra

For a preppy or feminine look, experiment with hair accessories (headbands, barrettes, cute scrunchies, cute hairties)

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Diary of a South Asian Dork: Aunt's Apartment

Stitch's feet danced around my back like four candles in the river during Dev Deepavali. Four furry little candles on my back.

I was laying on my stomach on the soft carpet of my Venuka Citti's apartment living room. Stich, Citti's chinchilla slid down my side and snugged up on my baby blue sweatshirt. So cute. He was grey with a pointy little nose and large eyes. Citti lets him out of his cage when I come over, under the condition that I always have my eyes on him.

Stitch likes to snuggle up in my sweatshirts because they're thick and cozy. I brought him the baby blue sweatshirt I don't wear anymore. He nuzzled up in it and stuck his head out. Squeak.

Awww.

Citti ambled out from the kitchen wearing her strawberry sundress and a maang tikka with hoop earrings. She handed me a bowl of cut up cantelope and sat next to me with her legs crossed.

"Thanks, Citti," I said, petting Stitch on his little forhead.

She grinned and nabbed one of the slices. I smiled at her. Citti's smiling caramel face shined bright like the face of a goddess in real life.

The apartment was large, as she lived in a penthouse in Suriya City, one of the largest cities in the Upper Penninsula of Mataka. We sat in our esteemed nook in the corner. We had blankets, our electric heater, and lots of things to talk about.

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Strawberry Shortcake & Lemon Meringue Cardigans by theycallmelash