Reese's

* Lucky Number Slevin - fun stuff!

* A boy called IT- not so fun but a good read nonetheless.

* Chay Darseen- good stuff!

* Chocolate syrup on grilled tomatos- not so good!

* Oven burns - painful shi'!

* Lil scars of cookin escapades - cute stuff!

* Friends spontaneous declaration of their love for you - cool kiny stuff.

* Dumbasses sending 'aloo' text message - NOT cool! I repeat NOT cool!

* Excuse me for a sec, I garra go. I don't garra bur I'm gonna. I'm gonna go, go, go!

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I booked my first one way ticket ever, I don't know why I didn't book a return, I'm gonna come back obviously but when je ne sais pas. A few days? A week? A month? We'll see how it goes

*Ms.B!

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Fresh

Oprah's episode today(yesterday?) was emotionally draining.

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When I focus on somethin for too long I fail to see the obvious. My new 'fresh eyes' technique is to STOP DROP and ROLL, no I'm just kiddin hehe I stop, drink tropicana orange juice*, play a song then get back to the task at hand (usually its Su Doku or lookin for my keys).

*Can only be tropicana cuz their new bottles are horrible, they can only be opened using a butcher's knife and that itself is a strenuous task therefore ensuring you forge-abour task 1.

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Around two weeks ago I was homeless for 8 hours. It sucked. A friend was over we were getting ready to go out (supermarket for the malageef), we were at the door when she asked "you have the keeeys?"

While she was saying 'keys' I heard a 6ARABA7! (door slam)

Now lemme get this straight since you weren't sure whether or not I had keys and were actually waiting for an answer WHY SLAM THE DOOR BEFORE YOU GET YOUR ANSWER!

I kept giving her the 'sharap don't talk to me-you're stupid' look for the rest of the day.

Confession: I honestly wasn't pissed at all, but when people assume I am I just play along, fun stuff.

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I love my friends to bits but I noticed that most of them fall into two groups. Group A are the ones I call once or twice a month if somethin dramatic happens and next time we see eachother we pick up from exactly where we left off. Group B I love equally but are slightly more high maintenance. They would be the ones sending me daily sms's asking the exact same questions. I've honestly worn out all possible replies for the question :

"Hii! How's it going"

1) Its goin!

2) Not bad!
3) Wullah il7imdilah
4) Mashy il7al

Why can't everyone be like Group A! Better yet ask me a different question, ask me what color underwear I'm wearing atleast then I'll give you a different answer! Yes okay, if we have somethin to talk about yes I don't mind, but don't just message me so you can go back to sleep thinkin to yourself 'zaain sawait ily 3alay, si'alt 3an Jan6a ilyom. Bs ihya allah yihadaha mafeeha ilkhair, matis'al!'

Oh and yeah some members of Group B do not enjoy being ignored, they take it personally- they'd even send an sms sayin "alooo". Please tell me who the fuck does that? Just pisses me off.

Shinoo 'aloooo' !! Sharid 3alaihum 'Ee asmi3ich' ?!

Blukh! Its beyond me really.

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Yes I realized this post has turned into a rant but oh well.

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On a ligher note my mother sends the cutest sms's. This is true for a number of reasons:

1) They start and end with 'mama'
2) They need to be deciphered cuz the numbers and spelling are all wrong.
3) They don't require a reply.
4) In the event where I do reply I would get a:
"Mama thx 4 rply, Tk care love yo mama"

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*Katkooty!