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Mysha and I went to the rooftop while it was raining today. Well barely raining. I made a "This is all you've got?" face at the sky, making through the swing. But the weather wasn't bad and I hated being stuck at home so I didn't mind. And well, Mysha was there so I didn't have any reason to be bored. "The clouds are peeing" I told her. Oh how much I missed being goofy with her, she's like- my soul sister. We share dreams, that always stays within just dreams. Today we were two dreamy girls sitting at our old swing set; looking up the sky, catching raindrops in the eye and laughing like fools.

If all else fails (Meaning if I fail to get into a decent varsity and be jobless) I'd be a youtuber and she'd be my co-worker, and we'll make awesome videos and people will subscribe. we're not gonna be like naila naeem I assure you that, we'd be the decent kinds. And we even thought about what kind of videos we'll post...Mysha has the make-up fever and I'm kinda fond of filming so...and Anika, Anisha would love to be our lab rats. We haven't settled on any genres yet. We'll use our talents. ;) We kept dreaming about this whole afternoon, dreaming that we'd use that "youtube money" and someday go for a world tour together...dream after dream. We just can't stop.

Last night I got myself into my previous addiction of doing nothing. Well not nothing, I watched a whole season of junior masterchef 3 and I was craving for a midnight snack. Everyone was asleep so I had to find something on my own. I ended up mixing chanachur with BBQ sauce and it didn't taste bad as I was watching mini chefs making pasta and pies and oh my so delicious foods. Until Gordon and all the judges challenged them to cook deadly animals like snakes, alligator and snappy turtle. And there goes my appetite.  But even a piece of alligator's meat looks delicious on master chef. How do they cook so elegantly! I cooked pasta  today and I destroyed the whole flavor. I wonder how those 8-eleven year olds do it.

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