Month: January 2016

Finally 15!

Hey there, people!

I had my Birthday last month, and I feel proud to tell you that I have successfully (kind of) completed 3 years and 1 month as a teenager.

Damn! This makes me feel ancient…

All this time, I had been SUPER EXCITED to turn 15, and now that I think of it, being 15 is no big deal…

I mean, when I woke up on the morning of my 15th birthday, I didn’t experience any magical transformations. I was still 4’10, my bra size was still a 30B, and my tummy was still wiggling in its place.

The only thing that was new was the fact that I could now sing a song by Taylor Swift with full enthusiasm (NOT because my voice had miraculously become a little less screechy, but because the song is about being 15).

Anyway, my “squad” had planned this REALLY COOL surprise party in the evening, and it had EVERYTHING I need in a party, except disco lights and a dance floor. There was loud music, lots of pizza, enough cola to bring a flood in my house, and most importantly, my favorite people.

But obviously, it was MY birthday, so something awkward was meant to happen…

So, once everybody was done with singing the boring traditional “Happy Birthday”, it was time for the much awaited cake attack. They held me in a way that made me wonder if they were going to kidnap me and throw me in some rainforest, but what happened was WAY worse than that. After a few seconds of utter confusion about where the cake they were smashing on my face was going, everyone stopped and looked proudly at me. My face had somehow made them discover their artistic talents, but I could’ve done better without becoming their masterpiece…

Also, at the end of the attack, Boov, my best guy friend, tried to stick a cherry on my nose. Considering the fact that I haven’t yet trained my nose to balance objects, the cherry fell down and for a second I felt like it went right into my cleave. Then, I very intelligently announced this to the whole room and suddenly everyone stopped speaking and the look on dad’s face was PRICELESS. Thankfully, mum came to my rescue and cleared the awkward air with her loud and scary laugh and everything went back to normal. Those were the AWKWARD-EST 5 seconds of my life.

Then it was time to open my gifts, and there was another surprise waiting for me in a box, so before I opened it, everybody sat around me in a circle and Chubbles started recording my reaction.

And there it was, folded and carefully wrapped in plastic….. a RED BRA.

Man, the look on everybody’s face when I wore the bra over my sweatshirt was worth looking at. I almost looked like superman, except the fact that I was wearing a red bra in place of the signature red underwear…

The party ended with Boov trying to wear the bra over his sweatshirt, which was followed by a HUGE group hug.

This was certainly my best birthday EVER!

Signin’ out,

THAT Girl.


“You weren’t here with me during the day. You’ve only seen me at night, when your light reflected in my eyes, and slid down my cheek, kissed my lips, and put me to sleep. And now that the morning I had been waiting for all this time has finally come, now that there’s a lot of sunshine to scatter my colors, I realize I can’t get through the day without moonlight.”

New Begginings


I know I’ve been cut off from the blogger world lately, but I have my reasons…

December was a pretty hard month for me, except for a few days, including my birthday (I’ll save that story for another post) because moving on from Bunnie isn’t THAT easy…

But every end is a hidden beginning, and what’s better than starting afresh with a new year?

So, here’s my annual bucket list for 2016:

  1. Move. The. Fuck. On.
  2. Do something about my hair, like find a way to stop them from falling, or probably shift to an anti gravity planet.
  3. Learn to dance. I don’t think I need to explain this if you’ve read this post I wrote about a dance performance…
  4. Learn to live without social media – Because I CAN survive without knowing how a photo of a popular girl’s dog gets more likes than my profile picture.
  5. WORK OUT. Now that I’ve finally realized that I’m a human and not the Jelly Monster from Phineas and Ferb, I think my body parts should stop wiggling like one.
  6. Go on an adventure, and by this I don’t mean walking to Bunnie’s and then calling an escaped murderer for a ride back home. (You can read about it here.)
  7. Sit on a Ferris wheel. Originally, I wanted to kiss in one when we get to the top, but now that I’m single, I’ll enjoy the view, or make use of the selfie camera in my phone. *cries*
  8. Buy a PROPER pair of heels, just to experience how it feels to look someone in the eye without having to look above.
  9. Travel my city. I’ve been living here for the past 15 years but a street dog would show you around WAY better than I can.

And, lastly, NOT get into another relationship. I’d really like to live without being an emotional parasite for a year.I may be a bit shattered right now, but I think heartbreak is like nail paint. You either sit down helplessly and do nothing, considering it “wet”, or you believe it’s “drying” and do something to help it dry quicker. In the end, it’s only gonna make you look better, and you know that.So let’s hope my nail paint dries quickly, and when it’s done, man I swear no one will be able to bring me down.

Signin’ out,

THAT Girl.