What girls want in a relationship, actually.

Shout out to all the confused boys out there, stressing out about why your girlfriends are sulking and moaning and yelling while they are not in bed with you.

Firstly, I'm not saying that girls are perfect in a relationship and all and they ever cheat and all, no. I'm not saying that. I'm just saying that non-bitchy girls out there, including myself, are not moaning for branded clothes and credit cards.

You know what we want actually? We want you. We want your feeling. We want you to text us good night and good morning. No we don't want long paragraphs saying how much you love us in 101 letters. Just a simple "goodnight, lovely." "good morning, beautiful." just that.

Here's another thing, when we say we want surprises we don't mean by "BUY ME A FUCKING FERRARI OR I'LL CUT YOUR HEAD OFF," as far as I check, nope. By that we meant something like, you can show up with a flower you picked from a field or even a rock written with our name on it or if you're that lazy, just show up with your damn lips and kiss us unexpectedly.

Okay fuck this I'll just show you what an ideal boyfriend for normal girls like me would want;

-You need to be an open book. Stop keeping secrets. We don't care if you wear One Direction boxers. Tell us. There's no need for secrets.
-Carry us, kiss us unexpectedly, throw us in muds, do something fun.
-Be romantic, plan a date in a ferris wheel. That'll be perfect.
-Never break our hearts, its a fragile thing.
-Kiss us in the rain.
-When we're on our period, don't go away, don't be scared, pamper us. Cuddle with us for long night movies.
-When we say, "lets go to my room," its not always meant by having sex, it means something like, lets lay down, talk to each other, shower us with kisses, hug us, tell s you love us.

I could go on with this list forever. But remember that the little things you say and do could mean the world to us.

Be careful with her heart.

Sayounara amigos.

I CAN'T BAKE. /.\

Today, being the very very very hardworking chef I am, I decided to cook. Not cook, exactly, I baked. Then I don't know if some baking fairy shot my head with this crazy idea, I was determined to make Pavlova.

YES THE GOOIY FLUFFY WHITE SWEET AND LIGHT THING MADE OUT OF EGG WHITE AND SUGAR MIXED TOGETHER AND BAKED.

Somehow, I looked through the internet and did what it exactly said. I beat the eggs lightly. Pour the sugar a little at a time (for an impatient person like me that's some hard shit to do). I even placed it at 120 celcius for an hour. From outside the oven it looked brown-ish and fluffy. My mouth was watering like hell.

Yes, I had those moments of yes-i-can-bake-im-so-talented. I bit the crunchy outside of the so called Pavlova. I was so grateful I made it. It tasted amazing. Then, I decided to peek and taste the inside.

WHAT HAPPENED YOU ASK?

It was fluffy alright, it smells gross, it looks gross, and being the idiot I am I tasted it. I almost puked. It tasted like eggs mixed with sugar (that's what it basically is though). It was a total disaster. Wasted 3 eggs and 4 tablespoons of sugar. I'm just going to face-palm myself now.

Sayounara Amigos.

The right career to happiness.

AMIGOS WHAT'S IT DOING?

Alright, I'm going to be 16 in August which means I'm gonna be out from school in 1 year time holler! This is some amazing shit yet frightening. I've always wanted to graduate and get out of school. Being in an all girls school where 400+ girls are on their period every single day, that shit's uncool.

But at the same time, I'm afraid. I mean, if I get out of school my mom's going to kick my butt into university. No more shouting;
"MOM WHERE IS MY UNIFORM!"
"MOM I'M HUNGRY CAN YOU MAKE ME A SANDWICH PLEASE?"
"MOM CAN I SLEEP IN YOUR ROOM TONIGHT I'M SCARED OF THE BOOGY MONSTER."

And all those typical mom stuff.
In this case what I'm most afraid is that will I make a good choice for my career?
Of course, you know, schools will have all these programs about not worrying and studying hard so that we can always make the perfect choice of our future.

What are you babbling about dude you're getting boring.

I'm not babbling okay. This is some serious motherfucking shit right here. If you don't choose the right career then you're going to be all frustrated for the next 40 years, probably, of your life.

If you were me, I would tell you that my choice of career must be nothing to do with Science and Mathematics. Can't even cope with the subjects. My ideal career would be something like;

-Literature Lecturer.
-Novelist. (Something like John Green because that dude's fab.)
-Somewhere in the Theater business. (The person who acts or write I mean.)
-WHATEVER CAREER THERE IS NOT INVOLVING SCIENCE AND MATH EVENTUALLY.

You're probably thinking, what course am I taking, or maybe not, I'm thinking of taking Literature and Modern English in Oxford University. Why?

1. Because my aunt lives nearby and my cousins rule that place.
2. Because I have a high reputation. NO I'M JUST KIDDING.
3. Because I want a smart-cute-nerdy-clumsy British boyfriend *cough* Harry Styles *cough*

Anyways that's it, ask me questions if you want. (I mean don't I'm not good at this.)

Sayounara Amigos.

BOYS THOUGH

You know what's worst then having your crush thinking that you're annoying? Nothing. Well I wan't 100% sure that he thinks I'm annoying but the fact that he didn't reply my facebook inbox makes me think that he thinks I'm annoying.

AND NO SMILEYS?

Shit's getting serious.
IMAGINE TALKING TO A GUY WITH NO SMILEYS.
NO. NOPE. NAH. NER.

The thought that he likes me back is fading away. I was so happy when he replied me with such long texts and now I don't know. As my last post said, Love is confusing. You never know what he truly feels inside. And of course, boys, with their ego, they'll never tell us their feelings.

As a typical teenage girl, I will always leave clues to them hat I actually like them. For example;

Me: I would do anything for Starbucks.
Him: Why Starbucks?
Me: Starbucks is cure for all, my man.

SEE THE HINT? MY MAN?
Seriously, what girl calls every boy their man. How could you not get the hint there, dear?

The cool thing is, I didn't expect that he would replied something like;

I'm the top he's he bottom.

HE LITERALLY CALLED ME HIS WOMAN.
I NEED AIR BECAUSE CUTENESS OVERLOAD.

He's 17 I'm 16 it works out.

And most certainly did not expect this one too;

HE'S THE TOP I'M THE BOTTOM.
((It sounds so wrong))

But seriously how many guys would say that if he doesn't like you or you're not his best friend?
Lost in confusion like an illusion.

SAYOUNARA AMIGOS.

Love is confusing I must say.

Yes, love is confusing I must say. In fact love is funny, its stupid yet lovely at the same time. Love is like sitting on a bed of roses but being stabbed by a murderer while in that bed you get what I mean? You're probably thinking; "Oh monkey love only laaah. Its not even going to last meh. Stop perasaning!" Guess what biatches, you're wrong. You all are.

Scientific investigation shows that 60% of human beings have met the love of their lives at the age of 15.

"HOW COULD YOU BELIEVE IN SUCH CRAP?"

Because it isn't a crap. It's a fact. I've seen so many happy couples who got married due to their teenage love. And sometimes I wonder if I have met him too. As far as being a teenager I have experienced lots of moment in "being in love" and crushes" and sorts. Its a lovely yet heartbreaking stupid thing.

And by now what I think is I have met him. He's what I'm looking for, exactly. Basically our mind is one. He's weird I'm weird. He's stupid I'm stupid. But the thing is, he likes someone else and that just breaks me. Although I don't know for the fact that his crush on that girl were real and deep like what I'm feeling.

Yes I'm just imagining stuff.

Whatever though. It's my feelings not yours. Somehow, Taylor Swift's songs, fifteen and you belong with me, speaks to me. The song understands me. Understands what I'm feeling.

I don't know, love is confusing.

Sayounara amigos.

Fangirling™

Fangirling is almost everything to me. It's like 90% of my life. Okay? Okay. I think all girls in this world have their fangirling issues. Okay maybe its just me I don't know DON'T JUDGE ME. I know what you're thinking.

"Eleh, you're only gonna be fangirling to hot boys who can't even sing."

Actually I don't. I fangirl over girls too. Like this anime-like Form 2 girl in my school. Last year I was so obsessed I literally stayed back until 4 to stalk her like wtf Adriana is you crazy? Yes I am.

I also fangirl to animals such as my adorable cats, Momot and Pachi (Spicy) as we call them.

The white one is Spicy aka the mischivous cat who like to jump and cause trouble. The furry chocolate one is Momot aka the one who likes to lay back and do nothing.

And I also have a fangirling issue when it comes to my crush. I like the nerdy stupid goofy cute kinda guy. No, not only ones with glasses. I really mean it by nerdy. Hell yes. In fact my current crush is also nerdy but that's another issue.

Guess that's it.

SAYOUNARA AMIGOS.