…Wednesday!! or ‘hump day’ as my chem teacher would call it – yeah I know pretty weird, But who says we have to be normal? I was at the airport, patiently waiting for my Grandparents to arrive. We, me and the family, had gotten there exactly on time, which was early as the flight had gotten delayed! Instead of 7:25 pm, they would now be arriving at 8:18 pm. It was a drag, as my patience time span is about a minute. The hands of time turned, very slowly, and it was 8:40 pm and they were still not here. Oh the horrible waiting! By the time they arrived I was so exhausted and had the immense need to pee. It was also 10:00 pm, and my brain was going crazy as after that I had to go my uncles house because even after the waiting my Grandparents were going to stay at my uncle’s house. I get that he is older than my mom, but he is also an asshole. He is mean, lazy, and a complete show off- like we know you ain’t rich! Personally he’s not mean to me, he is just annoying cause he is the perfect example of misogyny in a common household. Unfortunately, for him, he snatched my book, the one I was at the time reading, out of my hand, and made me so extremely angry that I’m here writing this now. While I was waiting for my Mother and Father to finish talking I had to fight my tremendous need to ask my grannie if she brought anything for me, since I knew she did, because she had traveled a lot and it would rude, I guess. Oh but my parents told me that both of Grandparents were coming today, and so is the stuff they brought for me. My excitement truly cannot be controlled. Well soon my Gram and Gran visited and left me my stuff yay!! The excitement of that day was not to be contained.
Okay soo 2 weeks ago, the time where these events are taking place, on a friday Soph and I took a shortcut through some tall bushes. Little did I know that it was no longer a bunch of bushes, a full-fledged miniature forest. As we wandered further into the unknown, Soph saw a spider. I, being the carrier of the arachnophobia that I am, started screaming and would not walk any further. Eventually I did go further, but the image of the spider was forever imbedded in my mind.
Last week, there was a veneration that I went to and I had worn a Sari, and not to brag but I think I looked DAMNNN hott. I know because this girl named Poorie was jealous to the point where it was unbearable to her, there was literarily smoke coming out of her ears.
Well for the past week My Grannie and Grams are staying with us. I get that they are old but the amount of fucks my granie does not give about me is too much. She always yells at me like WTF!! You are not my mother..LEAVEE!! I help her, but when I want to show her my achievements, music videos and movies that I made, she’s all like; “nope tommorrow amber”. She only cares about my other cousins – Cause they are males. I hate the taste of Misogyny that has stained my tongue. It makes my heart hurt to imagine how the the women who live in all sexist households survive- the ones where the girls marry at 17! I wish to change that, and I will eventually- You just watch.