Book-ed!

It’s raining.
But I love rains. Its the kind of weather to hide at home and keep warm with your dog. The best feeling in the world is curling up with a nice novel in bed full of blankets and a cup of coffee. Oh and a bowl of choco donuts n cookies never hurts anyone [...]

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The Chronicles of Sid and the Credit Card seller made of butter.

Well, before you read this, lemme tell ya’ll that this is “inspired” from a comic strip I read long ago, I don’t remember which one. So, if you bitches wanna sue my fat plagiaristic ass for that, then bring it on! I have my lawyer on speed dial. \m/
Okay, so this afternoon I was in [...]

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Weird Dreams

I one used to have a recurring dream of me being chased around this supermarket by a man who was about 8 or 9 foot tall, and he was chasing me with an oversized drawing pin, And I used to hide and he always used to find me, and took a swipe at me with [...]

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A Tribute to the Falling Locks

Today I have got my hair cut and my precious locks have been sized down. Alas, I will miss you, unkempt hair. When shall I ever again twirl them in anxiety, when again shall I rip you in when I am angry, when, I ask, will I again be able to mess you up? When [...]

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Frankly Speaking…

Yesterday I was reading ‘Anne Frank – Diary of a young girl’, when my sister entered the room;
Sis: Hey!
Me: Hey…
Sis: What are you reading?
Me: Anne Frank’s diary..
Sis: Oh! How can you…read someone’s diary? You should be ashamed of yourself. And that too just because she’s frank? You musn’t take advantage of that.
Me: Holy shit! *banging [...]

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Mindless conversation

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Gomz: Staring at the laptop screen.
Me: Typing something.
Misty: Playing with the two small dolphin stuffed toys, doing weird actions with them().
(Snaky beside her.)
Gomz-(looks at Misty, looks at me, confused, he says) “Foreplay?” (n for others thinkin what they should’nt, he was talking about the Dolphins.)
Me- *dies laughing*
Misty – *refuses to accept, or rather, fails to [...]

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Cleaning as therapy

Yeah, so there I was, sittng. NOT liking it.
Fuming, Flustered, Agitated.. Things did NOT go as I’d wanted them to! I do NOT like that !
*Steams from the ears*
*Glares at the living room*
Vh1? nah stupid ‘ol hip hop !!
*Fumes some more*
*Shuts of the idiot box*
*Glares around the living room some more*
“Stupid living room is so untidy, [...]

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