i saw an angel

 so we got obi a bed 

do not be fooled by the picture he doesn't like it one bit. in fact he refuses to even go near it. sadly.

his birthday is coming up. this littwle baby is turning 3! 

we wanted to get a bed so he would have a warm place to sleep in and winters coming up too. but alas. he prefers sleeping splayed out on the hard tiled floor instead. his favorite spots include; under the dining table, behind the exercise bike and that one corner in our room.

obi is most definitely not a boujee cat. all he wants is wet food and affection.

his fur does a good job of keeping him warm so the bed was nothing but an unnecessary purchase. or so I've realized.

i like how it adds a pop of colour in our otherwise neutral room though.

anyway we're keeping it

it's uselessness should'nt matter as long it makes you happy right

birthday letter to obi

happy 3rd birthday my dear babie <3

stay healthy and remember that mommy loves you always

i hope i can take care of you till the end

inshaallah

everyone look at the bday boi

anecdotish

if i were name one (1) of my major flaws, it would be that i don't read.

it's funny because if someone were to hand me a book and told me i have till midnight to finish, i could do it easily. piece of cake.

the problem lies within the fact that i'm too lazy to go out of my way to find a book to read. but if i saw one lying around, i would try it.........i suppose. i do love reading though, just not novels. articles are nice! 

i wish i did though, i could definitely use some help with my vocab, it's not bad but not great either. not good enough for a 10/10 on an essay for sure.

in 9th grade, we would have to write short stories for our english literature class. it was one of my favorites and i always found myself looking forward to it. this was during my two line horror story phase so i made i sure to include few in every story i wrote. the best feeling was definitely when got back our graded papers and i'd see ma'am had given me a high score and a star. remarks like 'good' or simply a star from a teacher meant a lot to me as a student. i loved getting praised about my handwriting and had this superiority complex that my handwriting was better than others but looking at my old notebooks now made me realize that i was quite the delusional kid.

since we're on the topic, i don't have a lot of fond memories from school or particularly with teachers. doesn't help that i was quite an aloof child. but i did have some ~unique~ friends so lets talk about that shall we

i had this one friend who kind of a weirdo. she had a habit of saying the most out of pocket things at the most random times and spoke in a sort of childish manner which pretty much gave away she was an only child. but! she was quite generous. her dad worked in a chocolate factory or maybe she was just rich i don't know. she would often bring fun treats like ferrero rochers. im not talking the 3 pack one but the big set with different flavours. she would distribute it among the class for absolutely no reason like it wasn't even her birthday or anything. i being her best friend though, had the privilege of picking how many ever i wanted which, of course, i would take full advantage of. man, at that moment i loved being her friend. i do wonder how she's doing now.

another one of my memorable friends was this sweet girl who was half syrian. she spoke arabic fluently and her english was really good. she would see me struggling in arabic class and always be there to save my ass. our teacher who was quite the devil once saw her helping me and made us sit apart for the rest of the term (her husband so cheats on her ugly ass because why would you be so mean to a child). ahem anyways. she was the first person i met who genuinely loved animals and would take in stray cats, even birds. i remember being surprised at her crying over a blind bird once. back then i didn't understand but i totally feel her now. we could be soul sisters.

i have so many more but that's for another time

toodles 

plis share ur stories too lets relate to eo 👯

googooga

 (written from obi's pov)

12:00 am

yawnnnnn its morning yahoo

wheres mommy 

no no 

meoWWWWWWWW

shes gone

she left me ALONE to DIE

1:00 am

she wont budge no matter how much i yell

wait IS SHE DEAD??????

maybe if I stare at her hard enough she'll move

3:00 am

something moved

its not mommy......

its the demons mommy said would haunt me if i was a bad boy

no this cant be happening MEOWMY WAKE UP IM GOING TO DIE

5:00 am

huh

i dozed off

is mommy still dead

HUH

she left 

how dare she

mau MAUUUUUUUUUU 

oh shes here

hi meowmyyy

gimme petssss

no kisses plis

foody time yay

6:00 am

poopoo peepee done

oh its sunny time

mommy open window i want watch birdies

grrrrr ill devour u stupid bird muhahahaha

7:00 am

*scratch scratch*

dont touch m- second mommy hii

noo dont pick me UPPP

woah is the world huge or am i tiny

give. me. favourite flavour

second mommy, not bad

9:00 am

im tired

its bedtime

*snooooooore*

photo dump

yawny yawn

angy bc mommy left me alone

watching birdies

salivating at the thought of delicious food

selfie with mommy

hope u enjoyed this silly little post :D

too sad

Hello people, its a beautiful day.

I woke up from my sweet nap at sound of a deathly thunder and now its just drizzling. how convenient.

I have been going to college less and less every month and it was the best lazy decision of my life because look now I have more time to do lame shit like writing blogs and watching at least two movies daily. cute.

As a kid, I used to often wonder about why humans were created or what happens once we die. As an adult though, I think thoughts like those are stupid and you should just live your goddamn life instead of wondering about what came before or after. After all, you only live once. 

If you know me, you'll know how I am a big advocate on how being nice is pointless and being a piece of shit is the much better alternative. Obviously, no person is like that by default. you have to go through a particularly shitty experience to develop such a mindset. In my case, in 5th grade I had this friend who was a pathological liar. It was to the point where she would lie about the pettiest things like what she brought for tiffin. i honestly don't get people like them. Its understandable when everyone around you is judgy because there's the innate fear of getting bullied. But trust me, I would be the last person to do that. I was just a sweet lidul kid and she had no reason to be lying to me all the time. Thanks to her though, I've got trust issues now. manar I freaking hated u and our short but felt way too long friendship.

I did have a 'bully' awakening in 6th grade but we don't talk about that haha plus it died down as soon as soon as I graduated the year so yea

the point of the storytime was; don't judge me for being an asshole!!!!!! I cant help it think of it as a sorts of coping mechanism

If I was nice to a person and they act like a shitpiece in return, i will develop malicious feelings and start despising them. but if I was rude, i would stay neutral (do u get me, i hope yes)

I often get told I have no empathy but its not something i plan to work on so please stop being a broken recorder I'm sure you've got better things to do like go water your succulent or sumn

hahahah what the heck is she even saying

no outro we die like men

letter to the archons

genshin i dream about you on a daily

it remains to be yet a figment of my imagination

lord, this is zulm u have commited

i really looked forward to inaugurating fontaine 

to think i could've been swimming underwater and enjoying the majestic scenery there

its truly such a pity 

freminet baby u would've been so perfect for ababa pang

wriothesly and neuvillette, lets meet during a rerun 

kaveh and scara.. mommys sorry for abandoning you (I will most definitely be back)

i hope no one reads this hahaheh