#and 'all the girls wear round glasses' doesnt mean 'all the boys dont' OR 'all the people who wear them are girls'

[yelloworangesoda]

here it is on logged out tumblr. so. its more possible than i thought when writing that

she kept talking

[themalhambird]

BLANCHE OF LANCASTER AND JOAN OF KENT BEING BESTIES AND WEARING LEATHER JACKETS WHILE THEIR BOYFRIENDS ARE JUST *HEART EYES* AT THEM please?

It isnt summer, not anymore, but the late September evening is unseasonably warm enough that it might be mistook for a somewhat chilly August afternoon, at least if it weren't growing dark already- which it was. The pub garden- not really a garden so much as a scrubby patch of grass connecting the grubby, converted barn to the pothole ridden carpark-  is lit well enough, however. And there's  a candle shoved in to a glass jar plonked on the table. Ned lights his ciggarette with it and takes a drag, leaning on the table.

"Do you mind?" John says sourly. He's sitting on the bench opposite and his brother's just exhaled second hand smoke directly in to his face.

"Nope." Ned says, popping the 'p'; if John were a dog his hackles would be rising, and Blanche doesnt have the energy to deal with a pissing contest right now so she reaches across to her brother in law (hes not her brother in law, not really, she and John arent married but they might as well be and before - all this- she had always assumed that it would only be a matter of time before they would be) ; she reaches across to her brother in law, steals the ciggarette from his mouth and says sweetly. "Im going for a smoke. She sticks the ciggarette in her own mouth, swings off the bench and stands up. "Joan?" she adds. Joan stands also.

"Dont touch my chips," she tells the boys, and rounds the table. She and Blanche link arms and walk off to the side of the pub together. Edward watches them go, eyes trained appreciatively on his wife's backside. John moodily stabs at a peice of over grilled salmon, and deliberatley does not turn around to watch them go.

"You okay?" Joan asks her softly, once they've walked far enough away from the boys for  Blanche to come to an abrupt halt. She  shivers,  suddenly cold. She clutches her leather jacket more tightly around herself with one hand, and holds the ciggarette with the other.

"John's not going to break up with me, right?" she says, staring down at the ground and flicking ash.

"Oh darling," Joan says, her voice heavy with sympathy. "Of course he's not."

"It's just...." Blanche exhales. Joan pulls her in to a hug, deftly tugging the ciggarette from Blanche's fingers amd dropping it to the ground, crushing it under foot. Her friend doesnt even smoke. Joan kisses the top of her head, and Blanche wraps her arms around her, burying her head in to the crook of Joan's neck.  "I just. I mean. Sometimes I worry that the biggest part of his attraction to me is-"

"He asked you out because he liked you," Joan said firmly. "No man who doesnt really love a girl writes her that much poetry."

Blanche sniffles. "He's never written me poetry."

"Oh yes he has." Joan replies. "I know because he wanted my opinion and I told him it was a surefire way to guarentee you would never say yes in a million years. It was bad. It was worse than bad. At one point he compared your hair colour to cheese fondue."

The nosie that escapes Blanche then is half way between a sob and a giggle. She curls her fingers in to Joan's own leather jacket and clings on tight.

"So your dad's potentially- potentially!- in a bit of financial trouble," Joan continues. "John's not dating The Lancaster Group, he's dating you- and okay so he probably ran some numbers in his head, its John, I'm pretty sure he masturbated to the Finacial Times before he met you-"

"Joan, ew!"

"-But he's besotted. I mean, seriously besotted" Joan pulls back, though she keeps hold of Blanche. "Look, I know you and he  were supposed to be meeting Edward at the Ritz tonight and instead you're at a crappy pub with me and Ned. Edward didnt cancel because of any of this, alright, you've still got his complete approval- you'll know if you ever dont, he'll tell you to your face," she adds with some bitterness. Blanche grasps her forearm and squeezes affectionatley. Wonderful things came out of Joan's fling with Holland- the boys, her marriage to Ned- but her relationship with her cousin- father in law is in tatters and there's no sign of that mending anytime soon, and Blanche knows that it hurts Joan more than she lets on. "Its because Thomas -"

"-Thomas has chicken pox i know I know." Blanche says. "I just...i'm a bit fraught at the moment. And paranoid.  And im worried about dad. I keep thinking Im going to get a call saying he's had a heart attack or something..." she sighs. "Do you think the boys would mind if we went home?" she says miserably.

Joan smiles sadly. "Of course not, " she says.

Back at the table, John is continuing to stab at his salmon. "I just want to help!" he says emphatically. "And i know I cant, not really, but i Just want to hold her and make sure she knows its all going to be alright.... I was going to propose tonight," he added. "Saint James' Park , before we met dad....stupid Thomas, i swear he got chicken pox on purpsoe-"

"And you cant propose tonight anyway because...." Ned says, stealing one of Joan's cooling chips despite the pile on his own plate. Its a crappy pub with crappy chips but Ned swears Joan's are nicer than his.

"Because its not right," John snaps. "It has to be perfect..." he finally turns around. The girls are coming back- the car park lamps are catching Blanche's hair, giving her something of a halo. "It has to be perfect," he repeats softly. "It has to be perfect, because she is."

[youngmistressofchopchop]

I did it. Now I dont write, I draw so this is not gonna be so good. Its been through many revisions and I realized I spelt "Yuseke" as "Yueske the entire time so forgive me ill fix that next chapter. My Kuwabara x oc story:

It was finally cold again. Miyoko was overjoyed, she had never liked summer. Sure there was no school and she had more time with friends, but she couldn't stand the heat. She detested those sweaty nights, or how the bugs always bothered her, actually she didnt care for any part of summer.

Miyoko had dropped so many hints over the years and yet somehow, Kuwabara still had no clue. His air-headed-ness was cute, but it made things difficult for the shy girl Miyoko was. She just couldn't work up the nerve to say something, and when she did, something would always interrupt her. However, today she planned to change that! Miyoko got dressed up as cozy as she could, ready for what her and her friends had planned and with a gleam of excitement in her eyes, she headed out the door. 

 That was apart from going to see her crush, Kazuma Kuwabara's baseball games, he would play every summer. When they were younger, he played in an official team wearing his "Mötor Head" jersey and smoking every opposing team he played against. Miyoko never missed a single game! Every home run, every strike, and every fight that broke out because of a bad call, she was there. When they got older, she would be there to watch him play against his friends, still wearing that jersey. She was always supportive of him, she was madly in love with him, and had been for awhile.

"Urameshi!! Where do you think you're going?? I was talking to you!" Kuwabara's feet hit the sidewalk with force as he sprinted after Yueske, who had walked only a few feet, forcing Kuwabara to stop abruptly frantically trying to steady himself without falling. After regaining balance, Kuwabara grabed a fists full of his friend's jacket to pull him close aggressively. 

"D-Dont tell anyone! Or I'll break your mouth, so you cant tell anyone nothin' ever again!!" Kuwabara's face was as red as the setting sun. Unfazed, Yuseke stared at Kuwabara blankly for a short second before sighing and shrugging the big flustered fool off of him. 

"Listen man, I wont say anything. But this is getting really annoying. Ive told you before that you should just go through with it. Whats your problem with admitting to her anyways?" Yuseke looked to the helpless man and immediately regretted asking. Kuwabara looked off dramatically twords the orange and red sky. His shoulders slouched, slumping over, and fiddling with his hands. 

"I....Shes really pretty, ya know? And...Im well...ya know?" His voice trailed off, as if wanting reassurance he was being foolish. When there was no reply, Kuwabara peeked up with a quivering bottom lip. 

Yueske stood with his hands in his pocket saying nothing, only wearing a furrowed brow and tight lips. Suddenly, he burst into laughter. Causing Kuwabara to stand up straight and look at him even more embarrassed, and ready to punch him.

"I never thought I'd hear the great Kuwabara, warrior of love, admit to being ugly!!" Mocked Yueske. He bent over shaking his head and slapping his leg, resting his other elbow on his knee and laughing loudly. He straightened and wiped a fake tear from his eye. Kuwabara gasped in shock. 

"What?? Ugly??" Again Kuwabara grabbed at his friend, this time missing and falling. He quickly got up and held up a threatening fists. 

"Im not ugly!! Im just not a romantic type!!" He rubbed his fists on his chest. 

"I am a warrior of love, so I know how to treat a lady and how to talks to girls, I just....." He paused, his mouth moving like hes trying to remember how talking works. "She's different!!" He finaly blurted out. "She reads them girly romance books that Kurama likes!!" With a frustrated grunt, Kuwabara rubbed his neck nervously and spoke in a much more serious tone.

"Ive known her a real long time, and I cant tell her yet cuz I'm kinda worried she only thinks of me like how Shizuru thinks of me." Yueske picked up on the seriousness of the situation and scoffed trying to lighten things up again. 

"Well you are ugly, but I think she likes you anyway. Besides man, why asks me? You think I read them werid books?" Yueske pat Kuwabara awkwardly on the shoulder. 

"No way. I asked cuz you have a girlfriend!!" Kuwabara turned to look at Yueske who was moving his arm away. 

"So? Doesnt mean I know what im doing, just asks Keiko." The boys laugh, seeming to have calmed down a great deal. Before much more could be said, four familiar and approaching voices could be heard chatting playfully. 

"Oh dear, you didnt actually take me seriously did you, Miyoko?" Botan said in a teasing tone. 

"I did!! I'm gullible, you cant just tell me anything about spirit world.I will believe it!! Everytime!" The two girls laughed. 

"I've noticed," Interjected Kurama. "You have managed to retained alot of attributes from your childhood haven't you? I find that interesting." Kurama continud, wrapping an arm around Botan. 

"Alot of people say that...is that a bad thing? I'm not immature am I?" Miyoko felt nervous now. Maybe that was the why Kuwabara never seemed to return her feelings, perhaps she wasn't mature enough for a relationship.

Keiko quickly spouted, "No no! I don't think he meant it like that, I think it's cute!" Keiko put a reassuring arm around Miyoko and smiled a friendly smile. 

"Ofcourse! Its an admirable trait." Kurama said as Botan giggled. 

Botan wagged her finger and pointed it at Miyoko with a knowing smile "Im on to you! You shouldn't feel so insecure!" Botan pulled her arm back and used it to hug Kurama's arm. "Don't be so hard on yourself, I know you're simply nervous, so you're being extra critical of yourself, but you'll do fine!" Botan hummed encouragingly. "And, we all look fantastic!" Botan added as they all rounded the corner.

Keiko stopped dead in her tracks, and started tapping her foot. "Well, most of us are...Yueske! I thought I told you to dress up!!" Keiko pouted, walking over to her boyfriend's side. 

Yueske was the most casually dressed out of all of them. Just wearing his usual faded blue jeans, black converse shoes, plain yellow shirt and favorite green and yellow windbreaker jacket. He looked even more underdressed standing next to Keiko. She was wearing a lovely pale pink turtleneck, a plum purple suspender skirt reaching to her knees, long white socks, and loafers to match her skirt. Despite their contrasting attire, they somehow matched perfectly. 

Yueske wrapped his arm around Keiko's shoulder and smirked."Kuwabara isnt dressed up." He looked over to Kuwabara and nodded his way while jutting his thumb twords his friend. 

"What!! I am too!! This is the nicest thing I got!! Other than like...a tux or something!!" Kuwabara wore a blue Letterman jacket, a red sweater with dark blue jeans, and brown dress boots laced in black, he was indeed dressed up quite nicely. Miyoko blushed at the sight of his clothing, he cleaned up nicely as always. She couldn't help but smile at him, it was always a slight surprise to see him out of his school uniform. Kuwabara had a simular reaction to Miyoko's choice of clothing. She dawned a wine red A-line dress, knitted black leggins, and shin high beige lace up boots. She wasn't one to dress up like this, but she wanted to tonight, it was a special night after all. 

Trying to redirect the situation and prevent Yueske and Kuwabara from fighting, Botan chimed in. "Well, I never have to worry about Kurama when it comesto presentation! Unless ofcourse, he's overdressed and making me look a fool!" Kurama and Botan giggled to eachother looking the most put together, like they were the parents of the group. Tonight, everyone was going their part to help Miyoko's odds, evident by Botan, who was wearing something much different from her usual choice of clothing.

She modelled a white turtle neck dress, form fitting reaching just above her knees with a small slit on the right side, with sleeves that reached slightly past her palms, she wore her wedding ring, hoop earings, beige velvet tights, and blue slip on flats to top off the look. To match her, Kurama dressed just as nice. Wearing a white button up tucked neatly into his dark brown pants, red suspenders with red suede shoes laced in black, and a matching wool trench coat to top complete it all. Now everyone felt underdressed. 

"So what are we doing anyway?" Yueske asked scratching his cheek. Keiko shook her head "Are you serious? You've been waiting around this long, and you dont even know why??" Yueske simpled shrugged "I guess?" 

Botan sighed looking tired, Yueske was a handful for everyone. "Dont you remember, Yueske? I told you this morning! We're all having dinner!" 

Botan motioned to the brick building everyone was standing next to. "You've been standing right next to the restaurant! Where I told you we would be meeting up, seriously! You didn't connect the dots?" Botan tilted her head with a hopeless look. Yueske gritted his teeth and roughly pulled Keiko by her hip to his, talking through his teeth. "Whatever!!" He sighed and let go of Keiko fixed his hair flustered, he brought his fists down onto his palm talking loudly. "So now that we're all here, can we go?? Im starving and you guys took all damn evening to get here!"

Keiko lightly kicked his shoe pouting up at him. "Hush!! Its not our fault you dont listen, besides you didnt even try to dress nice! So I dont feel sorry for you." Yuseke quickly stepped aside and raised his voice a bit "Hey! Didnt ya hear me?? I didn't know what was going on!!" Keiko roughly poked her boyfriend's chest, "Again, not our problem! Listen and you wouldn't have to worry!!" 

Kurama was the first to put a stop to the bickering. He took a wide step twords the brick building and grabbed the glass doors handle, he opened the door and motioned for everyone fallow him inside.

So theres that. I'll write more soon. I hope its as fun to read as it was fun to write.

[smallgirl10101]

My 3Below OC

Hi!

I'm no good at art but at least I'm good at writing or descriptions!

So that's what I'm here to do!

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So Ania, yes I used my name I am quite aware, is a human that lives in Arcadia Oaks.

Shes 15 years old and works at the coffee shop, the record store, and any other job she can find. She lives with her uncle. She is American on her fathers side and Russian on her mothers side. While she does not speak in a Russian accent she can speak Russian very fluently.

When she was around ten years old her parents and her little sister were killed by a home invader. Her uncle, her fathers older brother, was the only living relative that could take her in. He didnt like that fact that she was living in his house for free so he made her take multiple jobs at a young age.

She is selfless, kind, protective, and fiery. She would be the adult in the group, making sure everyone was taken care of. She would also be the one lecturing someone if they made a mistake. She is home schooled but the main subject she focuses on is English Literature. Shes a fantastic writer and loves to show her work or say her opinion through speech.

She has short brown hair with bangs on the right side of her face, emerald green eyes, and 5,1. Shes extremely short for someone her age and shes sort of on the chubby side. She wears a dark purple blouse, a black pencil skirt, and black high heels. She also wears a silver rose necklace, and black rose ear rings that belonged to her mother, with big round glasses in her face.

One day as she was having her break she saw a boy she had never seen before walk in front of the coffee shop. Her boss/uncle told her to offer him a sample of their new coffee, since there weren't many people in that day. She obeyed and offered it to the boy. He was... weird. Not funny weird just... weird. He acted as if he had no clue what she was talking about. He was a teenager who didnt know what coffee was, which was pretty rare. She took him into the shop where she gave him a cup... that he spit all over the floor. She was kind to him non the less, even though she had to mop up the coffee and got yelled at by her uncle later. She offered him a seat at her table since she was still technically on her break.

The boy introduced himself as Krel Tarron. 'Strange name for a kid. Maybe hes from another country?' Through out the rest of the evening they talked, laughed, smiled, and over all had an amazing conversation for a good 3 hours. That was until she saw something in his eyes... they were... black? And glowing? She asked him about it and all the boy could say was, "Kleb!" Before he rushed out of the shop.

Over the next few weeks the boy had come to the coffee shop to talk to her or just see her. They had become close friends and knew almost everything about each other.

She had to admit he was rude at times, quite full of himself, but she knew he meant well. He was her only friend really. Since she was homeschooled and her uncle didnt exactly let her out of his sight she didnt have time for friends.

She would show him her stories and he would show her his inventions. They were pretty impressive. They looked like something right out of a sci-fi movie.

While Ania was indeed a very intelligent girl she was also extremely clueless. Krel didnt realize his feelings for her until the day her uncle allowed her to attend public school.

They both had language arts together and apparently there was a short story paper due. Even though she was new and just attended school that day she was the first to raise her hand. She always kept her journals in her bookbag and they were filled with different stories. When the teacher called on her she rushed to the front of the room with a smile on her face.

Krel rolled his eyes and chuckled to himself watching her so excited. He leaned back in his chair and listened. His eyes got wider and wider with each sentence she read, with such passion and excitement. He gulped as he felt his core suddenly warm up. "What is this feeling?"

Weeks went by and he acted differently around Ania then he usually would. His face would warm up spontaneously, his hands would shake, and he was ruder then usual. He didnt know what to do. He was so confused and frustrated. He ran straight home after his hang out with Ania hadnt gone as he had hoped. He thought he might be sick. Aja was listening in on her younger brothers conversation with the mothership. She screamed as she ran over and spun her brother around. "AJA! PUT ME DOWN AT ONCE!" "A CRUSH!" "... What?" "YOU HAVE A CRUSH LITTLE BROTHER! YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON ANASTASIA!" "... What? No! That's impossible! Shes a human! I could never find humans attractive! Of course, I do believe Anastasia is quite intelligent and witty and humorous and she is enjoyable to talk to and shes the only human on this mud ball that I see as an equal but that doesnt mean I- ... kleb."

Even though it was extremely obvious that Krel had feelings for Ania, she didnt even notice. It was painful to watch. Especially when Aja and Steve would help Krel get Anias attention, giving her compliments or gifts, and she would usually say, "Awww! Thanks Krel! Stop being such a sweetheart will ya?" Steve once had to hold Aja back from just blurting it out or more or less screaming it out.

The day Ania learned what they were was an eventful day for everyone.

She was locking up the coffee shop, like every night, when someone was thrown above her. They landed in an ally way in a pile of garbage.

Being the curious and worried person that she was she slowly walked toward them.

"H-Hey... um... are you ok?" She could see something glowing from under the trash.

"D-DONT COME ANY CLOSER!"

"Look I'm not gonna- Krel? Oh my God are you ok!?"

"UM Y-YES! PERFECTLY FINE! I DO NOT REQUIRE ASSISTANCE! YOU MAY LEAVE!"

"... Krel you were just thrown across the street. I'm pretty sure you'll need some assistance. Is that your phone or-" She went for his hand- hands? "What in the-"

He tried to cover himself with the trash but the bag had ripped and trash was scattered everywhere.

She looked down at her friend, well who she thought was her friend, he was... she had no idea what he was. Her eyes widened.

Krel slowly stood with his four arms up, "Ok. Do not freak out. I have a perfectly normal and nonbizzare reason as to why I look like this."

She took a step back, "Wha- How- What are-" She fainted. He caught her with his four arms.

He sighs. "Great." He threw down his serrator and it turned into a overboard. He jumped onto it and flew to the mothership.

When she woke up she was greeted by three big blue... things. She screamed and backed up. "WH-WHO ARE YOU!? WHA-WHAT ARE YOU!? AM I DREAMING!? DID I ACCIDENTLY DRINK THE ALCOHOLIC COFFEE!?"

"Sweet Saklos stop screaming! Your fine!"

"... Krel?" She looks at the other two. "... Aja? ... Mr. Vex?"

"THE HUMAN KNOWS TOO MUCH! SHE MUST BE DESTROYED!" Vex turns his serrator into a sword.

Aja stands in front of her. "We are not killing her! She will not tell anyone!"

"Tell anyone what!? Can SOMEONE explain to me what's happening!? What are you guys!?"

The three look at each other. The big one, whom she assumed was Mr. Vex, groaned and put down his weapon. They explained to her what they were, who they were, and how they got here. Her eyes grew wider with every word. By the end of it she was in a state of complete shock.

"Please do not start screaming again." Krel rubbed the back of his neck. "You... do not fear us... do you?"

Ania, surprisingly, threw her arms around Krels neck and pulled him into a hug. She laughed.

"ARE YOU KIDDING!? I JUST FOUND OUT MY BEST FRIENDS ARE ALIENS FROM ANOTHER PLANET! IM THRILLED! I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS!"

Krels face has never been brighter. His core warmed up quickly and he was stiff as a board. He didn't know what to do at that moment. He chuckled and slowly wrapped his four arms around the small round girl.

She snickered after a few moments. "... Krel? You, heh, you can let go of me now."

His eyes widen and he quickly pulled away. "Y-Yes well. I'm sure you will not see us the same."

"Hmmm... I don't know. Awkward, check! Dorky, check! Intelligent, check! Cocky, check! Kinda full of himself, check!" She let's go and stands on top of the couch. She ruffles his hair. "Poofy hair, check!" She cups his face. "Adorable facial features, double check!" She smiles. "I'm describing Krel Tarron just as I would describe Prince Krel Tarron of Akiridion-4 or 5 or whatever! Your still my best friend!"

Krel smiled widely. He couldnt help but stare.

"Pfff what are YOU staring at? I'm not the one with four arms and glowing blue skin Mr. Tarron."

His eyes widened and he stood back so her hands were no longer on his face. He glared. "I am not STARING! I would never stare at YOU! You were the one that decided to cup my face!" He groaned. "Now I smell of coffee and lavendar! Ugh! Disgusting!" He stomped to his lab.

She raises an eye brow. "What was that all about?"

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And that's it! I know its not as good as others I'm sure you've seen but hey... at least I tried!

~ Anastasia

[bubblywimp-blog]

16 April

I woke up on 7:30 today,can you guys imagine it!! i mean 7:30 on a sunday!! now the question is  why did i wake up so early? you see our family was going to see the FAST AND FURIOUS 8 today wait did i introduce my family? no? okay then you have it now! i have a sweet little family consisting of 4 people? yeah 4 atleast thats how i see it though i have brothers and sisters and aunts and uncles who really love me but still i like to keep the intros short so lets start from my mum My mum..um i dont know how to describe her i mean mum's mum right?..anyway i will try to make it as simple as possible without ranting and blabbering the hell outta myself..okay so- mommy is one of the best things that happened to me! i mean literally though she does not confess and nor do i ,that much now-a-days i know she loves me! she is the one that takes care of the house i mean if she is gone ,  work cant happen here..whenever we have to go on journey shes the one who shouts  her mouth off so that we can get ready and reach the place faster, mainly its our homeland which is 12 hrs away from our place so its mainly dark by the time we reach there..though once or twice or thrice of whatever they say with 4's..wait..am i ranting?..ugh!! okay so she is really sweet and cooks awesome food..she cares for me like every other mommy and always takes the path of justice(its my dad thats unfair) well her side of family that is my maternal family is fun too! i mean i like every second i spend there(exaggeration lol!) everyone loves me..i am the oldest child there btw.

is it enough?honestly  guys i just have to tell you mom is mom so yeah moving on to dad(not like i am leaving  mum,she will always be there)(there=my heart)(not trying to sound cheesy) so dad- dad is good,not that bad i suppose..well he's intelligent(not like my mums not intelligent she awesome actually..just not shows it[not like my dad brags about it okay? hes good]) he just takes side of my younger sister Devi ,the one to go to the bathroom after me..remember?..yeah that stupid brat! anyway we will discuss her later now about daddy so he is good..he likes music and has a great taste of films! he is the one who should be given the credit for my madness for films! I love them, well provided the music is good(if there is any), the story i.e the plot should be good and the acting should be nice yeah that's it! well my dad usually takes my sister ,devi's side all because she is just in 5th grade and is really small and i am in 9th grade and i am really big(sarcasm to be noted please) i mean dude! she is 10 years old! i was a big girl when i was 10 years old! anyway overall he's good

now my one and only sister- FLASHBACK 3rd person POV "hey Lara! what do you reckon  it is going to be a boy or a girl?" a woman with curly hair,pale complexion and a baby bump asked a 4 year old girl "i want a girl! i dont want a boy! he wont play with me then! i want somebody to talk  to!"said the little girl who by her words seemed lonely "okay! okay! as you wish!"said the woman "you know mommy! my katerina is going to come! my littlle baby sister is going to look just like the baby catepillar! " exclaimed the child "katerina from oswald you say?"asked the woman "yeah! and i will take care of her just like madame butterfly does!" the child said FLASHBACK END

you know whats funny?..i ended up having a sister who wants to play with  me,heck she even looks like a catterpillar when she is crying! i mean i am not a hard-core believer of god but yeah sometime things happen exactly the way you want them to and then you dont have to ask 'if god is real or not' yeah so um my sister she is dense maybe? well she is really good if you try to understand her but usually she acts as if she does not give a damn and she cares about herself and only herself(yes she does care about herself over all others but she does not care ONLY about  herself,that i know) shes good! heck now you would be like 'hey! evryone in your family is 'good' man!' but yeah they are not just GOOD..its just that i dunno how to talk about them 14 years of my life and time with this people still i dunno how to describe them..yeah now you will be like-'girl,then what did you do when in 2nd grade they used t ask you how your family was?eh?' girl the truth is we all (well mostly everyone) write total shitty lies in there..that whole passage the way you are feeling at that time about your family.Your mom scold you before going to school..you write that she always scolds you,your dad didnt buy ice-cream last night?...you'll write he doesnt give you anything!.. thats how childhood was babe!..nobody wrote 100% truth on those Describe your -- questions. Anyway  my sister is really good at heart it just takes the right person to see it you know when i went for a 6 day trip with school?..before going i had written a thought-a quote on her blackboard..she did not erase it until the day not even the day,until the evening i was returning,she ofcourse being the gracious person she is didn't tell me , mom told me that.. my sister's sarcastic , fun, she  criticises a bit too much but still she's my sister right! i have to get on with her!..well earlier when i used to beat her up(for a reason-dont think i am a bully or something) she used to beat me and i wont fell hurt that much now shes grown stronger man! it hurts!

any way moving on with the intros

so we were as usual late for the movie..we went for the 10:00 am show and that's the reason we are hurrying up. now it was 10 mins to 10 and we missed the turn, we had to go all the way round to get in the right track anyways we reached in time and the movie was AWESOME! it was just wow! did i mention it was 3-D so in mid-interval i lost my 3-D glasses,so me and mum took turns wearing hers..sometimes i feel sorry for her i mean all those things she does out of love!  we had lots of nachos and popcorn and samosas and i dont know um..pepsi? yeah pepsi So when we reached home KAABIL(a bollywood film) was going on so we were entertained by that. Hey! did i mention that we will be travelling this summer?..not whole summer but some of it!..to our hometown, to a religious place,to my maternal hometown..yeah so we needed to pack, the rest of the day practically went like that..packing and all..(in which mum had to call my name many times cause i always went to do stuff on the computer lol!)..hey and did i mention i ate a watermelon!..i love fruits,i hate veggies but fruits are my life! especially in summer!it helps to prevent de-hydration!!and thanks to my dad we ordered a pizza for dinner! j'aime la pizza(i love pizza)! so yeah thats it! my day was not-so-happening btw..well i did have loads of fun!

hey just a quick thought-it does not take a roller coaster ride or a whole million dollar world tour trip to make a person happy ,it totally depends on the person..you wanna have fun ,you can find it in the simplest of places!!and that's practically what i discovered today! LaraAngel