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I'M A DELICATE TULIP! with a side of red hot chilli.

"Rap is unapologetic art" -Ice Cube. Unapologetic. I like that word. To live with no apologies. Speak without second-guessing your words.To act without,well you get the jist. Wait, is it politically correct. You know what, I don't care. I've always admired people who speak their mind. They're not everyone's cup of tea,though. They're often found  too radical, too reckless, or even shameless.  Don't get me wrong I'm a believer in the whole 'Do no harm' mantra. And it's no lie, that though we may not help everyone, we are called as humans, to at least not hurt them. But you've got to admit there's just something about people who test the limits of the freedom of speech.Maybe,it's partly because we lack the courage to do so ourselves. Take the late. Joan Rivers for example. Though I'm drawn to a fashion review as much as the next fashion-lover,  her candidness was the main reason why I did my level best to n...

SMEAGOL:THE POWER OF THE THIRD PERSON.

She was the girl who stayed well away from fire.Never played with matches nor did she ever dance too close to the fireplace. She had only heard about  the infamous arsonists,but had never had the 'pleasure' of being acquainted by those  who crept around waiting to set  everything in their path ablaze. It gave them a sense of false power.An overwhelming feeling of control. She often viewed herself as an arsonist too.  She felt that the only way to safeguard herself,to shield her already guarded heart was to be like them. Not quite like them though, as she carefully selected  her victim and like a wild creature she attacked only when she felt threatened. That wasn't enough.She built fortresses around her soul. That should anyone seek to be amused by the glow in her soul,or by her creases or curves they would have to fall madly and uncontrollably  in love with her mind.Like the arsonists she deemed it fit that she alone should ...

I'M NOT YOUR GIRL NEXT DOOR

                             Blonde. That classic untainted pure-breed Valley girl blonde.No highlights.Nothing. Wait,on second thought, I need something to match my vibrant soul. PLATINUM. Yes! that's it, vivacious platinum blonde.You know that Gwen Stefani,Gaga kind.If you take a closer look, the former Valley Girl kind leans towards a golden kind of hue. And just what would I do with my platinum blonde hair when I'm bored? PASTEL.Exactly, I'd dye it Pastel pink,purple you name it.  You see all this is in another life if one could pick out the  intricate details of who we are. It goes without saying, that, that duty belongs to a higher power. Nevertheless, that doesn't eliminate the probability of having been born into any racial grouping,social status and so forth,and so on. I could have been a blue-eyed, blonde haired Carlifornia- born girl,or a ginger-head lassy from Dublin. 31st March wa...

LIVE FOR THE SUBPLOTS

     Ah! but what is life without that faint yet irresistible and somewhat unexpected taste of cinnamon in what you thought was your ordinary cup of white tea.Life's little perks,hey. I recently watched the season finale of ABC's hit series" How to get away with murder" and i must say I was speechless.Well that's a bit of an overstatement considering i never run out of stuff to say.I'm what people describe as opinionated,'a firecracker' to the classic chauvinist.Regardless,it was nothing short of amazing,but then again what else would one expect given that the show's executive producers were also the ingenious masterminds behind Grey's Anatomy and Scandal. Needless to say(and no,Golly! I haven't been watching Downtown Abbey) the show exuded originality,brilliant casting and writing. But that wasn't why it was such an unforgettable watch.Why i loved it? THE SUBPLOTS(and Viola Davis is freaking awesome). I think the age-old recip...

THE INTRO:I.

UNSETTLED.My mind,that is. Yes that's it.But not in the 'mentally disturbed',or 'troubled' as the "ever-defining" system puts it . Delinquent,perhaps is what comes to mind. I'm i your well put together,model citizen?You know your friendly,average neighbor or neighbor's kid given my years?Probably not what would be written in the papers if i ever ran for office. Now let's look at that description,shall we? 'Well put together' show me a kid my age who is,anyway you'll come to realize that's a paradox,at least in reference to me. .'Model citizen' well, i'm barely a year being legal but so far,so good.'Friendly' well man(the raging feminist in me is slowly accepting this term in reference to both sexes,though she questions the difficulty of typing he and she and putting a forward slash in between).  I can be described as having a never-ending urge more like an itch,you know the kind described in Murph...