oh um, i know im kinda late.. but better late than never? yes? ok cool.

for some reason i dont have (or remember) any childhood memories.. so it was kinda awkward trying to think of 5 things. i do, however, have 2 memories that still haunt me in my dreams. the first one is when me, my sister and my bro burned down our house. um .. yeah.. it was an accident. actually i dont know why im including myself, i was not part of it. i swear. it was when we were still in iraq, and me, my grandma and my mom (and my great uncle, but he’s not that relevant) were taking a nap in the afternoon. bro and sis were watching some gay show that i hated. it was winter at the time, but keep in mind, winter there is like a really hot summer day here.. so .. yeah. anyways, we had this heater that runs on gas (lizzie i think you know what im talking about? oh, no? ok..) that was in the middle of the living room.

looks kinda something like that ^

now, i dont know exactly what happened because i wasnt there, but word on the street, my bro was bugging my sister and i dont know what she did to him but basically he was backing up and kinda tripped over the heater.. fhl. then, gas was sorta leaking on the rug and shit. anyways, i was upstairs struggling to sleep (fml even then i couldnt sleep, insomnia needs to calm the eff down), and all i hear is my sister crying and telling my mom the house is on fire. i was like wtf is going on, am i dreaming? is this real life? so we run downstairs and i just see the entire living room on fire. so awkward. anyways, i dont remember what happened after. we took care of the fire. our house was kinda ruined. we were homeless and lived in the streets. LOL KIDDING! we moved to my (other) grandma’s house until we painted the house and shit. soo yeah. that was kinda fun. good times.


the second one is kinda funny, although i shouldnt be laughing. most of you probably have heard it but eff you i dont care. i cant remember how old i was, somewhere around 7-9 years old. i should mention before i begin, our washroom kinda didnt have a tub or anything, it was just the shower thing and the floor. um yeah, dont ask. fucking arabs. so whenever we shower, we’d have a mini pool in the washroom. oh not so much? took it too far? moving on, after i finished showering, i soooooooooorrrttttaaa slipped and hit my head on the sink that had a sharp edge. hehehehheeh. um, yeah, i dont know what i thought was so funny, but i laughed for a good 5 mins after i fell. i didnt know i hurt myself until i got out and my mom nearly had a heart attack when she saw my face. blood was kinda dripping (lol?) from my face. anyways, i didnt get any stitches..or go to the hospital.. just put bandaid on that shit. i have a scar now, and i dont really mind because i’ve always wanted one.. hehehe


those 2 events are basically the most memorable things from my childhood, everything else was very minor. third memory is about our dog (RIP). my mom’s uncle had like 2384 dogs and one day he decided to give us one because we’re cool i guess. i dont remember what kinda dog it was but it was big and black (twss). it really wasnt that cute.. i’ll find a picture for you guys.

oh, kay it kinda looked like that little thing up there ^, but a lot bigger.

anyways, my dad’s uncle raised him and when he passed away, the dog was so out there and out of control. he seriously needed to take it down several notches. it got to a point where we were all scurrd of him, so he stayed in his cage outside. all day, erryday. one day, our neighbour’s dog somehow got in our dog’s cage. their dog was sick..probably had rabies or something. then we sorta found their dog dead inside the cage, so we’re like wtf that’s fawk. so during the weekend, me and my sister stayed over at my grandma’s, and when we got home, our dog wasnt in the cage.. um.. yeah.. they kinda killed him(bastards), Dear Sister/OC style, because he was too out there and probably had rabies too, and we didnt want to die either..so. me and my sister went into deep depression after that.

speaking of dogs, my uncle had a german shepherd. it wasnt that safe in iraq so he was there for protection. during the day, the dog would be in his cage, then at night we’d let him out to do his job. we were all scared of him because he was huge, and we were like 6 or 7. one day, we slept over at their house, and i dont remember what my mom told me to do but basically i opened to door and let my
brother outside while the dog was out of the cage (i just lol’d). yeah.. fhl. i didnt mean to do it…i dont know what i was thinking. i didnt know what to do after so i closed the door on him and pretended like nothing happened. after that my mom asked where my brother was and im like oh umm .. i think he went outside tehehhe. then she went and got him. he was kinda crying. a lot. he was ok though, nothing happened to him.


fml i cant think of anything else. oh, i remember having the biggest crush on my cousin’s friend. our cousin used to live with us. it was in that same house that got burned down. the whole family used to live there because the house was big and that’s just how we roll. anyways, his friend always used to come over and stuff and i get all happy when he does. fml he was like 15 years older than me. he used to come pick up my cousin, and i remember i always wanted to open the door for him and have a convo with him. so embarrassing now that i think about it. he’s kinda married with 2 kids now.

another small memory is of our neighbour, her name was Sara. fucking hated her. she was so mean to me. it was her dog that had rabies and ruined our life. i remember we used to have a mini park (1 swing, 1 slide) in our backyard. actually it was more like a frontyard. yeah. anyways. she used to come over and play with us, but she wouldnt let us go on the swing or the slide. so fucking inhumane.

that’s about as exciting as my childhood gets. mine are kinda not that exciting compared to everyone else’s. not my fault.

what the fuck am i eating.. seriously. me, my sister, my grandma and my bro.

LOL. dont judge what im wearing please. its pjs, i swear.

fml now i have to figure out how to post this and add pictures.