Confessions Begin..

okay, i'm still bored.and it's so hot out i can't go out anywhere

so i'll just tell you a little about me.and my life

life,for me,is good.it's always been great.i have an amazing family,friends who care for me...

well...some more than others

see,there's been a lot happening to me all of a sudden in the past year.a lot's changed and a lot of the times,i'm just not sure how to handle it all...

for instance,all this business with queen B.i swear,she makes me so mad i just wish i could wring my hands around that bony little neck of hers and make her croak..!

but i'm getting ahead of myself.you don't even know who queen B is.

queen B...hmmm..where to begin...she's been so many things in my life i'm not even sure where to start...

i met queen B when i was about three years old.she used to live across the street from me when we were kids.apparently we used to play together all the time..or so my parents say so anyway

then,my dad got transferred and we moved,and i didn't see her again.until five years anyway.i met her again when i was eight.i lived in this tiny little town where my dad's job had him transferred,and her dad who was working for the same organization,got transferred there too..i remember my dad telling my mom they'd shifted and my eight year old self went "who's shifted?"

my dad then goes "oh yeah you wouldn't remember,this family we used to live close to moved into town,you used to play with their daughter all the time,she's about your age,or maybe a year younger at most" that sparked my interest.i asked for their phone number and my dad told me.so i gave the family a call.queen B's dad picked up

"Hello?"
"Hi.I'm calling for *insert queen B's name here*. She home?"
"umm,hold on,i'll bring her to the phone"

a little scuffling and lots of audible yelling for queen B later,she finally came to the phone.

"Hello?"
me : "hey,guess who"

yeah.i was really smart back when i was eight.like she was supposed to know my name when we'd barely met (meeting when you're three doesn't count obviously)

"umm,okay,*insert queen B's best friend's name here* is that you?"

it's ironic that she'd mistake me for her.who knew later i'd be the one with all her friends..
but getting ahead of myself again..anyway,back to the phone convo:

me : "uh,no i'm not her"
"okay,i give up.who is it?"
"*insert my name here*" i said it with such a chirpy ring and such confidence she supposed she was the one who hadn't recognized me..

queen B : "um..right.okay..so,how are you?" she,obviously,did not have a clue who i was

"oh,you know,alright.listen,i'm bored,want to play?"

it's that easy when you're eight years old.all you got to say is "want to play" and five minutes later,you're best friends

we weren't best friends in five minutes though,queen B and i.it came a lot more gradually than that.she treated me with a lot of indifference at first

so anyway,she said yes,i said yippe,i'm coming over,so i went.

after that we used to play every day together.our favorite past time was re enacting the parent trap,or playing barbie.seriously.i still find myself staring at shop windows where dolls are stacked,all resplendent in their shiny boxes and pretty dresses.i just like dolls,seven or seventeen,i'm not growing out of that ever!i'm a doll enthusiast.

anyway,getting back on track.

we played every day for a year after which we had our first sleepover,on my birthday.we munched on chocolate,jumped on all the springy couches in the house and broke quite a lot of stuff when we broke into the drawing room.a year after that she moved.a year after she moved I moved,some place completely different and we didn't see each other again for four years after she'd moved..

i was twelve years old then,she was eleven,life was just starting to get interesting in those pre adolescent days..

we witnessed our first crushes,our first social downfalls,our first major humiliations,our first stages of puberty...we went through everything together.i loved her like i'd never loved any friend

then came one of the defining moments of my life...

enter,waliya's proclaimed best friend,the one she mistook me for on the phone...

One Night Only

Not enough time to say
or do all that we longed

my mind reliving the memories
of times forever gone

each moment printed deep
each playing like a different song

i close my eyes,relive the magic
try my hardest to hold on

one night, a fairytale
one night, a promise made

one night a secret told
one night, a love unfolds

one night, a magic spell
one night, a wishing well

one night, a fiery rush
one night, a blazing touch

one night to speed up truth
one night to be confused

one night to save our souls
one night that he foretold

one night the stars shine bright
they dazzle up the sky

we had our differences..
but we were in love

by - Confessions

Pilot

so this is my first blog ever.my best friend was pushing me to make one and kept going "mahaaa,you sooo need to make a blog,it is such a YOU thing to do,and ud be great at it" like its a career choice or something =P

but whatever.i finally got through with my exams and i don't exactly have anything better to do right now...why is it that when you're in over your head with exam stress and pining for summer vacations to start already,they never seem to come fast enough but when they're finally here,all you can think is "hmm.okay.soo...what do i do now?"

because seriously,all i've done in the past three days since my last exam has been to read the entire vampire diaries series and watch a lot of tv.i hadnt seen footloose or the colin firth of pride and prejudice or sense and sensibility so i finally got on it.

and don't stare at me with that funny look on your face.where i come from,which is pakistan by the way,most people haven't seen grease or footloose or movies you guys consider teen classics

okay,so like finally,after what seemed like an eternity,summer is FINALLY here.okay,so not really here,i still have one practical exam to go thats scheduled for the tenth,but whatever.i so don't get computers anyway and i'll just scribble whatever stuff i know onto the sheet and hand it back,they can't give me less than a B,i built the whole project that was required for half the grade and all! but i have nine days to prepare,so i'm not majorly stressing out or anything.

i really don't have much to babble about.i just wanted to write something because i just made this account and all.i'll update later,when i actually have something worthwhile to say!

later people