The Twin Theory

[Get in my TARDIS with me, as we will now time travel to the 25th of Feb, when this post was first written, and then back to the present, where it was finished.]

There’s some weird saying type thingie that I’ve heard loads of people say- that everyone has an evil twin somewhere.

Now, that might be probable with how many people there are alive on the planet right now. It needn’t even be someone alive- one of the twins could’ve died a long time ago.

Regardless, I’m not saying I believe that saying (I don’t), but there is a theory on twins that I believe and came up with.

In Isloo, everyone has a twin. And the twins? They all live in Isloo too! Which is what makes Isloo so damn awesome.

Although they aren’t twins a hundred percent. There will be at least ONE thing that the original twin you know would never do or wear or have. Like, I saw a Sir Haroon Twin today. He had a bushy beard like Ted Mosby’s hair when he was at uni.

Kind of like in himym, where there were the dopplegangers that looked like the rest of the gang members, but were different in at least one huge way.

I also saw Sir Usman (the economics sir?) Twin riding a rad motorbike. On my way to school. I thought it WAS him.

But some are just too twiny. Ayesha’s met Sullie/Sana’s, I’ve met Ayesha’s and so many others too.

It’s the best kind of pick-me-up. Seeing someone you know do something they NEVER would. Yet, it isn’t them, it’s their twin. Dun dun duuuun.

I once say Sir Haroon (the “guidance” counselor dude, plus the English Language teacher.)’s twin too. He had a BEARD that reminded me of Santa’s. Not AS long, but, maaan, was it bushy. And poofy. It spread all around his face, neck and even some of his shirt. I wasn’t sure what colored shirt he even had on (jacket covered the sleeves, and the front was obscured by the beard.).

So yeah- everyone living in this here city has a twin- that also lives in the same city. And that’s what makes life so much fun here.

I hope I meet my Twin before I move =)

[Small thing on my Twin- I have two “twinys”. Once is Maham Cheema’s younger sister, Eman, who shares the same birthday with me. Believe me, this has been torture through out our childhoods. We really hated each other =P And then there’s Faiz who once said his birthday is also on the same date as mine. Yay?]

So that’s the Twin Theory. Limited to this city only. Otherwise, can you imagine the amount of twins? Gosh, and that too is excluding actual twins by birth…yowzah, that’s a looot of twins…

If only the Hitachin twins were there too =Y

*poof*

-Wattson

 

I was the Best Man AND the Priest

So today, Mateena finally followed up on that engagement ring she gave Alya. (It was this doodh ka dubba top thingie. Basically, this bit of white plastic that you yank off of milk boxes to open their seals.) She sort of got down on one knee, showed Alya a box for the ring, one she had handcrafted herself out of an aluminium coke can, and then pulled out the tab of the can as the ring.

It was one of the single most romantic acts I have ever seen =’)

And Alya was laughing her beanie off, she was just so overcome with this gesture. Mateena didn’t even get through with the question, and Alya was already repeatedly saying yes.

Then, right there and then, with just the three of us paying attention, I acted as both the priest, and the Best Man (cuz no matter what, that will always be my job.) I pronounced them- well, Itachi and Sasuke xD And then declared them the first Married Gay Couple of Our School (that had had a ceremony. Otherwise, the title goes to Shayan and Ammar, but only if Ammar admits that he did in fact elope with Shayan..to this day the poor lad keeps denying the truth so insistently =Y ) and deemed them fit to go on a honeymoon to Japan. With my coolio blessings, course.

So that’s where Alya was just going on about how Japan waits for no one, and if anything they should depart for her tonight. (her is Japan. Duh.)

And that’s also when Mateena made this promise that I’d love to hold her accountable for, but won’t. She said if she went to study in Japan for her Masters, or just made it there for whatever reason, she’d send Alya and I some pocky, the candy. She said even if we hadn’t talked in five years, it would still happen, but I don’t know. Now I want to make some kind of crazy promise like that too, and actually keep it. I’ll figure something out.

And now that I’ve forgotten what else I had to say, if there really was anything at all, I must get to sleep. It is late and I’m already sleepy.

‘Night y’all.

Crazy, Chocolate, and Cookies,
-Ze

*poof*

ps.
oh right, I remember now! It’s about tomorrow being a themed day at school- Cartoon Day. But I’ll just post about that tomorrow, I hope, after school.

*poofs for real*

A Quest at the Mall

This all happened yesterday, but I was too sleepy to type this entire story out.

My mom needed to buy my cousin a birthday present, so I tagged along. That’s literally how this story starts. I was just bored at home, and felt like going outside. (I know, how crazy of me, right?)

This turned into a quest very quickly, as soon as we climbed onto the escalators. See, my mom got onto it, but these two aunties managed to get between us, and so I was behind them. So it’s my mom, then them- a granny, a mother, and a little kid- and then finally me.

The kid is like on drugs or something- he was insanely hyper!- and had obviously just had over a spoonful of sugar, and was jitterbugging around, jumping up and down, constantly in motion. Then, he falls, drags Mama down with them, down a few steps to where I was standing, and dammit, I got stabbed in the ankle by that evil auntie’s heel!! I got stabbed in the ankle by an auntie’s heels!! I was also pushed, cuz damn she had some momentum going for her, and nearly slipped down the escalator (it was going up.) but since I’d gripped the railing thingie just in time, I was safe. After we got off the escalator, I gave them at least a 7 meter radius, and walked around them to my mom. That auntie was evil =/

No joke, after the kid did all that, I was expecting at least an ‘I’m sorry”, SOME form of an apology, but no, she just scolded him playfully, with the most lyrical fake voice ever, to make it sound like she was the best mother ever, scolding her kid for misbehaving, right in public, cheers to her for being so reasonably disciplined, and all that. I mean, you could HEAR the smugness in her voice, like she was thrilled to be in the spotlight- her time to shine. Bleh, desperate for attention. Another thing- who goes, just for the heck of it, shopping in heels? If your out with friends, or it’s a date, and you want to look nice for and to impress the people you are going with fine, but if you’re going with your son that’s barely capable of putting one foot in front of the other- wait, that more aptly describes his clumsiness, not his age…since he wasn’t that young. Son that’s around six or seven? and your mother, who obviously doesn’t care about what color she’s wearing so long as it’s all warm? Are the heels really necessary then?

And then, on our way up to this store Breakout, I noticed for the first time ever who was at the mall. Usually, I just notice if there are a lot of people or not. I don’t bother to specify and notice- hey, there are loads of old people today, or something of that sort. But today I did, and there were waaayy too many kids for comfort.

And in Breakout, bam!, it’s full of little kids! It was terrible, I was trying reaaally hard to avoid them.

Oh, and don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate kids. Well, I don’t particularly like them either…I guess it’s like people, if I like them I do, but that doesn’t mean I like all those of that age group…something like that? It depends which kid, and I’ll give you an opinion. I might love one, hate another, and just find the other three boring. But otherwise, I don’t dislike all kids in general. Kind of neutral about it? But I do have a general they-should-get-lost-ew-why-are-they-here?! attitude towards most kids HERE. That’s cuz parents let them do whatever the SHIT they want to do. And this story will explain what I mean. Since I don’t just mean that the parents will toss them their iPhones and give them their own by the age of five, I mean- well, you’ll get it soon enough.

So I’m standing towards a corner of the store featuring the guys’ stuff, cuz I was helping my mom pick something out for my brother. We finally decided on this hoodie that was stripped. But we were arguing on the color. They had this blue an green stripped one, and a navy blue and yellow one. I found the yellow one cooler, and I think my Que has waaayy too much blue and green in his wardrobe as it is. But, as we stand there debating it out, there’s this mannequin right next to me. And this little girl trying to climb it. Yes, she was in fact trying to CLIMB it. And her dad’s like right there, and he doesn’t even bat an eye, until she along with the mannequin come tuuumbling down, and she just wriggles away, jumping towards the next closest mannequin, and tries to get to the top of that one. The mannequin, explodes into an assortment of limbs on impact with the ground, right next to where I’m standing, and I narrowly avoid being impaled with a pink plastic arm.

See? Forget parenting, there’s no CONTROL over these kids here, and by the time they get to something like five, they will be untamable BEASTS. Fear them, and run. That’s the best advise I can give. When forced in their company, be wary, very very wary. But don’t flinch or show any indication of anything other than happiness and rainbows- they smell fear!

And that was my adventure at the mall. Them kids were out to get me O.o

DIY Puffy Cinched Bow

Hyello all you crafting addicts! =D

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Heres a tutorial i found on how to make a cute versatile bow than can be pinned onto purses, spruce up old looking bags, glued onto plain ballet flats/sandals/flip flops/shoes/whatever, brooched onto a shirt/skirt, clipped into your hair, put on a hat…honestly, it can go on just about anything, as all beautiful bows can ❤

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So i originally followed this tutorial: http://www.burdastyle.com/projects/easy-fabric-bows/instructions/1 but found it a little hard to follow, and basically dumped it and did my own stitching thing, that ill be explaining here. ^id still recommend you to go check that out for the pictures atleast though =P or dont, im copy pasting the pictures here. =D

1. Cut out a huge, long rectangle piece. this is gonna be your bow(duh) and itll be about 1/4 or 1/3 of this actual cut out. keep that in mind when you size it. (since it can be literlly any size you want. make it more squarish if you want the wings of the bow to poof a lot more and look more squished n’ cinched.)

2. Fold the piece as indicated below, along its longest side (if that makes sense…)

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3. Stitch the two loose ends closed here, here and here (the red crosses).

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Just make sure youre only stitching these two ends of the piece together, and not accidentally catching the other flat part of the piece. I find it easiest to stitch the outside two red crosses as they help hold everything together, but if your in a hurry or lacking string, the job can get done with only one red crossy stitch done in the centre =) Once finished, youll have a cylinder shape if done correctly.

4.  Now, fold as indicated below, bringing the outside ends together, meeting at the centre line (green).

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5. The next step is a little confusing as this is where we’ll be cinching up the bow to give it that poofy puffy affect.  Cinch it up where the two flaps youve just folded from the previous step meet. Now, i like to take my needle, and make a running stitch, but not pull the needle through. er, sorta like…. im gathering the material only on the needle. this way, if im not happy with the cinching, or think the bows gone wonky, i can pull the needle out and try it again, as many times as i want (i can get quite picky =) ) and then, finally satisfied, i quickly tug on the needle so the cinching stays the same, but the bow is now resting on the bottom of the string (thats obviously knotted at the end, as im sewing with it =P ). Make sure that youre needle is catching ALL the material of the bow, and not just he back half.

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6. Now youre bows got its wings and looks all nice and puffy =) good, were almost done, yaaay! =D i like to finish off by immediately after having pushed the bow to the bottom of the string, wrap the string around the middle to secuire it more, and then knot it off. feel free to wrap around as much of the string you have left, even if its a lot. Well be cover that up anyways. This is what youll end up with:

1-6_large although this is what mine looks like without covering up the stitching, as i think the unfinished look also looks cool:

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7. Now, youll need to cut a smaller rectangular piece thatll go around the middle of the bow and cover up your stitching. (You can bead this middle bit, or glue on  some glitter to give youre bow a cute little glitter accent. sadly, i didnt have time to do that so i dont have pics of any of those ideas…id highly recommend trying them though! =) Now, um, i got lazy with this last step and didnt even bother stitching the last middle bit on. i just tied it, then trimmed the extra tailes sticking out at the ends. not sure you can see it too well in this picture, but thats what ive done. i then passed a safety pin into the knot to turn it into a brooch.

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Hope you enjoyed it! I made a bigger one and but it on a headband =)

What i love about this is that its fun, easy, quick, simple, cute, versatile, and can be used in so many ways! Just have fun with it =D

Good luck~

-Frosty
the cool as hell snowman who brings joy and inspiration to all~