Girl Raised By Dogs

As I was watching TV the other day, i came across something very interesting.The host was going on about neglected children and how when they don’t have any interactions with humans when they’re young,they grow up very isolated from the world.And by isolated i mean,they don’t know how to use their tongue to communicate,nor do they know how to eat or act civilized.When they grow up,their brain’s don’t develop properly resulting to a one year old’s mind.

Isn’t that just INCREDIBLE?  (In a bad way.) Ofcourse,the thought of such careless parents leaves your mind with disgust,but the fact that by the age of 6 you are who you are forever is AMAZING.I mean,if those six years of your life was spent with dogs,you’ll grow up acting like dogs,and practically being one! And if you think i’m joking,I am dead serious.Check this out!

http://www.metacafe.com/watch/250596/ukranian_girl_raised_by_dogs/

I think what psychologists mean is by the age of 6 your “basic” personality is set.Indeed one’s personality can develop into something more as they grow up,but what i just pointed out is the outline of it all.

Stalking The Rabbit

These pictures will define what i do when i’m really damn bored.

Just look at him,trying to act all cute cleaning his face.Pfft..

I don’t think Mr.Mischevious minds if i stalk him.

Lying down like he owns this place! Actually it was,us, humans who took his home away..

Maybe I’ve underestimated this brown little rabbit…Or maybe his cuteness is getting to me..

TO BE CONTINUED…

AHAHA IM SO BOREEEEEEEEED!!

My Under-Serious-Construction Garden

At last! The sun is high in the sky,and magically disappears a little while after 9PM.My dad and I have already started working on the garden,and boy are we hyped! We’ve got many plans to accomplish this summer with our garden,unfortuantley i won’t be at home for a good 4 or 5 weeks,due to my cousins wedding in Germany.But at the time being,we’re trying to clean everything up,pick out the weeds and place little pretties in the ground.This is what we have accomplished so far.

We have about 12-13 of these roses,and almost each one is a different color.This one’s by far my favorite kind of rose but there’s this orange kind that takes your breath away.Unfortunatley it hasn’t started to bloom yet.

Yellow is a cute color.

This is my FAVORITE kind of flower.It’s very common in Surrey,but this color is just amazing when you actually get to see it in front of you.

My dad had bought me this sunflower yesterday.I attempted to grow sunflowers earlier but everyday when i’d go out to water them i noticed the only thing left was the shells of the sunflower seeds.Then oneday i caught a rabbit near my sunflower seeds and immediately figured it was this mischievous brown thing that ate my seeds.And all that time,I thought i was the worst gardener on Earth.He’s a daily visitor at our garden and although he’s or..she’s very adorable,rabbits really get on my nerves.They’re very,very annoying animals.That reminds me..Did i tell you i sold my rabbit already ? I had only kept it for about 2 months and got really fed up so i just decided to give it away for free.Anyway,now that i’ve figured Mr.mischevious is snacking on my seeds i planted new sunflower seeds in a vase on my balconey.This is how much it’s grown so far.It’s just a baby.

J+S+N + White Rock = Fun

It sure was a nice day  today.The sun was high up in the sky,gazing at the world below it.How it shined,I cannot say,but it was very beautiful.

Jus,Nazmin and I had planned to go to the beach on the Friday we had off,and so we did.Walking along the beach leaves your mind in another place for a while.Seagulls chanted in the distance as they continuously searched for food,and the star fishes bathed in the sparkling ocean,looking prettier than ever. Our tongues only spoke of bright and funny things-things that made us laugh hysterically.

On the dock,we came across little kids feeding seagulls.One handed me a tiny shrimp,asking me if i wanted to try.I wouldn’t expect a shrimp to look as small as it did-maybe it was a baby,but before my thoughts could get into the way I threw it into the green water.On it’s way to the ocean floor, a seagull quickly picked it up and swallowed it like it was an oyster.

We then made our way to see the star fishes,and as we stood over the rail,we couldn’t leave without writing our names on them.Of course,if your at the beach on a hot springy day,ice cream will call your name,and that,my friends,is exactly what it did to us.

As we stepped into the ice cream shop,I immediately liked the cashier.He had this calm,humble character almost as if he was dazed.He sung the songs that were playing,and surprisngly had quite a nice voice.Some people you meet-or rather just talk to,make you want to just sit there and carry a deep conversation with them forever.However,others,just pass you by.This guy was one of those guys who stick.It’s always nice to come across a person with a lot of character.It’s funny because at school,everyone seems to be into the same things.There’s a specific “young” style,and 21st century style of music where all you hear is ” I WANNA BANG YOU SO HARD UGH” and talk revolves around the oppostie sex or OoOo What could be more interesting than LOVE? That’s all you really see in the majority of highschool.Well atleast that’s all I see in the majority.In fact,one of the main reasons I love to watch those court shows,where they have judges dealing with people,is because the people who the judges deal with are so damn full of character! I love it. I love character.

God,I’m weird.

Anywho! As we got our ice cream,we walked down to this little “thing”.To be honest,I’m not quite sure what it was,but I’ve always wanted to just sit there,and today I can proudly mark that off in my mind-list.(Ah,feels good.) We began talking about random things,as the water splashed against the “thing”.Don’t worry,I’ll provide pictures for this thing I call “thing”.

Enough writing about “things”.

Later,we went to see the actual white rock the beach is named after.As we made our way there,we noticed that the atmosphere was full of lovers.One in the water,harshly flirting,the others surrounding the big white rock.Man,oh man,it was like lovers paradise! They were EVERYWHERE.Holding hands,flirting, and so forth.There should have been a harp playing in the backround just to make things even more romantic.I’m not saying people embracing love in public should be locked up in a dark basement and tied down to a chair,all i’m saying is that it made us feel quite out of place.(XD)

And that is why we decided to leave. : )

Soon our stomachs began to growl,and the food scented air lead us to our destination.We ended up at this cool looking restaurant,which was covered with pictures of old singers(Ofcourse,including the beatles).

One of my favorite things to do is observe restaurants.Restaurants are always full of old pictures of singers,or just weird and odd things,yet the style is always different.The artful scene of photographs and abstract designs,mixed together is pretty catchy to the eye.However,when your real hungry,none of that matters!

Since no one was a big fan of sea food we all decided to stay on the safe side and order the usual;fries.In the restaurant the fries tasted all right.But as we got outside,took it to go,the fries were freaking orgasmic.I don’t know how that could’ve made a difference,but it sure was weird.A quarter of mine was fed to the hungry eyed looking seagulls.God,they make me feel so greedy if i don’t share some with them.It was amazing to see how freaking fast the seagull choked it down! I mean the fries were HUGE,but the damned thing wouldn’t even chop them into little pieces.He’d just swallow them whole and look at me for more!Sheesh,seagulls have quite an appetite.

Anyway,anywho,anyhow,the day was just beginning to come to an end as we had to go soon.Saying good bye to the beach,was probably the hardest thing i’ve ever done.IT WAS MORE HARD THAN LOOKING INTO a jar with no cookies in it! Yeah,pretty damn hard.

I think that’s all i’ve got to say.Oh yeah,this was supposed to be posted yesterday,but i couldn’t get a hold of any pictures.So it was delayed. : D Here are some of the other pictures..

Don’t you just love train tracks?

Sticks work as well as rifles.

Jus is Billy goat Gruff.I am the troll under the bridge! Muhahahaha

“MY STICK.NOOOOOOOOO!”

Do you like to eat chicken breasts?

As i was dazed out in Planning class yesterday,Ms.smith’s voice began to blur.I was doodling as usual,and thought of how this stuff she was talking about will come in handy in the future,and i should reallly stop drawing and start pay ing attention.But really,it’s a cycle.I tell myself to stop drawing,and i actually start paying attention for 5 minutes,and then my mind just goes off into another world,so i begin drawing again.And then Jus or someone takes notice of what i’m doing,says something,and their words seem to be like a powerful force,tearing you apart from the world in your mind,and suddenly your being grasped by the back of your shirt,and BOOM,your back in reality.

Right now,I can hear Aman’s little brother saying “What are you doing?” at least 400 gazillion times from outside.If he didn’t stop there,I’d probably stick my head outside the window and answer him.

That was a little random.Did I tell you Aman lives next to my house? Anyway,back to the point here.

As i was drawing,I heard Ms.Smith say “chicken breasts are really good for you” or something like that.I’m not quite sure..But it suddenly gave me an idea of what to draw.

Introducing the cool,the awesome,and also the very tasty…(Drums rolling) ……………. The CHICKEN BREASTS!

Get it? Get it? XD  A chicken with breasts.I wonder how it’d look in real life.Pretty sick,I imagine.

That’s the original one though.I’ve made a bigger one so the damned camera could focus a little better.I wouldn’t have to do this if I had a Nikon D40. >_> Ah well,should be grateful.

Argh matiie,I keep forgetting to sign my drawings.Anyway I got lots of homework, so whomever is reading this post (no one) Good bye for now! : D

Amana The Banana

Yesterday,I went to Amana’s house and since it was such a beautiful day,I decided to take my baseball bat along with me.That reminds me…Have I ever told you how much I LOVE baseball?

Baseball is like the chocolate chips in my cookies.Swinging that bat and getting a run,takes all your thoughts away.And since you don’t have to move back and forth like you’d do in basketball,it’s not a very repetitive game.Which is why i like it. : D

Any who,as I got to her house,I quickly began doing my homework and she started telling me about how her bird looked really sick.She then showed it to me,and I immediately knew something was very,very wrong.He would usually bite Amana’s fingers off if she touched his head,but this time he actually let her stroke him.He also wouldn’t eat anything,and would just sit in the corner and sleep.

Luckily,after her sister came home from work,we told her about the little birdie and decided to go to the vet right then and there.

So there we were,in the doctors office,as the vet examined Amana’s bird.It was the cutest thing! They had to check his weight so he had to step on a little scale and then she had to check his puny eyes as well,which made him very angry.She then started to tell us that he was sick for quite a while but birds try to pretend that there not sick because in nature,the weakest get hunted first.She poured some crop down his throat,and gave him a shot of some sort.She then instructed us to keep him very warm,and away from the other birds.

It was very depressing seeing him in a separate cage all alone,sitting in the corner by a heater.Seeing someone sick,whether it be an animal or person is always very sad.Especially if it’s an elderly person.O_o

Anyway,all we can do right now is hope he’ll get better soon..

As the day went by,I finished my homework and off we went to play baseball.We hadn’t played baseball for a LONG time,and the memories poured out of us.

We tried playing in her back yard first,but as Amana hit the ball it went over to the Pervs house.Let me explain who the perv is.The perv is this guy who stares amana down,and i dont mean those normal glances,i mean those harsh ogling stares.So in the end,the house created it’s own name,and we call it “The Perv House.”

Anywho,we quickly sneaked into there backyard,grabbed the ball and ran away as fast as we could! We then decided to go play at a close by elementary school which looked like a pedophile park.Every time we play baseball,I always have my brown converse on.These brown converse are very VERY special.They hold quite a lot of memories as I’ve had them for three long years.I’ve decided to put them in my memory box once they tear apart.(Which i predict will be soon : ( )

Anywho,we were beyond hyper as we were playing,and couldn’t stop laughing at the strangest things.We danced and did all these weird pitching moves,and if one of us got the ball high up in the air we’d scream our lungs off. XD Luckily it was an empty field so we did whatever we desired.

IT WAS FUN  and one day i want to try playing in the rain. XD

A Day Spent In Down Town

Yesterday afternoon my sister had awoken me by mentioning the words down town.I jumped out of my bed immediately and began getting dressed as quickly as I could.It was my sister’s friends birthday and since i’m friends with all of my sister’s friends,I usually hang with them.They were heading to down town,and asked me if I wanted to come with.Of course my reply was, “GOLLY,WHY OF COURSE!”

Downtown is ultimately my dream place.The people,the interesting stores,the atmosphere is just astounding! Multiculturalism is also a great aspect of down town,and one day I hope to find a nice apartment right in the middle of  all  the bustling and rustling of Vancouver.

At first,I thought we were going to walk the streets of B.C’s awesome city and buy the birthday girl a present of some sort,but when my sister parked at the beach,I knew I mistook something.I had never been to English Bay before,yet spending a good  hour  there made me want to build a house and stay forever.The view of the mountains blended with the city was beautiful! The water was sparkling as the sun bounced off the waves.Seagulls were fighting over a whole crab,as I started collecting shells and writing my name in the sand.It was certainly a nice day to spend at the beach.

After we took some crazy pictures,and started getting cold,we decided to go to a fancy restaurant.Unfortunately,I can’t show you any pictures because I don’t know whether my sister’s friends would mind if i put up there pictures for the world to see.lol You’ll have to live without.Anywho,I felt quite under dressed for the occasion as I didn’t know any of this was what we were going to do…Ah well,the food was great and the time I had as well,and in the end i don’t really think dressing up is what really counts.

After the dinner,the night was already  coming to an end.Everyone felt quite tired,as we drove back to Surrey,across the Patello bridge.Downtown filled a quarter of my heart,and I sure hope I get to go back soon.It’s rare getting to go to your dream place,as Vancouver is a place I only go to when there’s a special occasion of some sort.But hey,it was fun while it lasted.Yesterday,was certainly something I had needed to do for a long time.Chill out.

Almost orgasmic.This picture seems to be out of focus or something..

“MY CRAB.” Perhaps when the night is dark and the stars twinkle,Bloo walrus still wanders at English Bay leaving pieces of graffiti behind…

Who could this be!?

: )

This is the rock art i was talking about.Some artists come to the beach and place rocks that you don’t think will EVER fit on top of another rock. It’s really fascinating and when i showed Khalida,Fareeda and there friends they didn’t believe me.If you ever seen something like this your first assumption is ” No this can’t be…it’s super glued.” Which is exactly what they thought  until i took one of the rocks off.

Whoever this girl is,wth is she doing!?

That is all for now.

Welcome,welcome.

Today was the day that Nazmin had come back to school,after a good month off in India.She had some interesting stories to tell,and was very amazed of how different the atmosphere in India was.At lunch,she had told me about riding a camel and how unbalanced it was.(You know,I always thought getting on a camel wouldn’t be too difficult..turns out,i was wrong.)And how at every corner,there’d be beggars begging for money and it’d be really sad  ignoring their cries as they couldn’t tip them all.She also brought the group little souvenirs,which I thought was very thoughtful.lol She bought everyone bracelets except me,because she knows I’m not very fond of jewelry,which made me laugh quite a bit. XD

Instead she had gotten me a little camel,which is another animal that should really be in my top 5 favorite animal list..

Now Wombo,(my lonely figure man),has someone to play with.

Anyway,Welcome back Nazmin! XD And thanks again for the souvenir.

(That is all for now.)

Whipper The Budgie

Strange isn’t it? To clear up all the questions you have in your mind about this little fellow,his name’s Whipper.And he’s a budgie.A mutant budgie that is.

No one has ever come across a budgie that looks like this one so it’s pretty uncommon.He was neglected by his mother because of the way he looks,but luckily he has an owner now that takes good care of him.I have a few links if you want more information on this petite oddball.Just ask.