Enter; Hafsa!!!

Good morning all.

Today, I'd like to just describe myself, being one of the super-awesome writers of this blog. So... First a list of likes and dislikes.

Hafsa likes

1. Megatron

2. Optimus Prime

3. Decepticons

4. Autobots

5. Transformers in general

6. Dark of the Moon

7. Revenge of the Fallen

8. Transformers Cybertron (Jetfire has an Australian accent and says 'Crikey' alot- love it!)

And enough about Transformers (I'm sorry, I get carried away. Btw Yuki, if you're not giving Ryuu the Megatron poster I told you about, can I have it? XD)

Right, I'm sorry Princess. Back to topic.

I like

1. My friends(yes Princess)

2. I can't decide between Itachi and Sasuke... 

3. The internet

4. Megatron

5. I want a Deathnote

6. Nissan GTR Skyline

7. Ferraris are cool too

8. Optimus Prime

9. My bag. It's pink!

10. Oh, my favorite colors are Red, Purple and Black

11. My favorite animals are Tigers, Wolves and Dolphins

12. I wouldn't mind getting a fire truck that's red with blue flames and I'll make sure to name it Optimu- oops...

Yes, now to my dislikes.

1. Vampires

2. Werewolves

3. Twilight (the book. Otherwise, I like the time)

4. Copy catters

5. People with no originality (this is a point further on the above)

6. School

7. Being rushed (Yes ppl!)

8. Being made fun of

9. Having my peace broken

10. Having people crash into my genius plans

11. Having people make fun of my plans and yell "Ha, in yo' face" to me, cuz only I get to say "Ha, in yo' face" in my world.

12. Well, and welcome to my life.

I'm pretty much average. (People who know me will disagree, so I'll spill ze beans for you to eat) (Make sure ya don't eat my dust, muahahaha- ok, ok! Sorry!)

Yes. I am an American citizen, born in New York and living in Florida for most of my life. But my parents decided to move to Pakistan for reasons I'll tell you all about later. (Focus on me right now... Yes, me! I'll be famous someday, don't forget my name! And if you do, I'll sentence you to de- Ok. I'm sorry- won't do it again)

Anyway. I moved to Karachi where I met the Princess at school. Wow, all I remember was that our friendship started from the first day and it went pretty high. We sat with each other, talked and ate and even sat in the same van together, had our battles, and laughs and jokes and wow. Two years went by so quickly... I moved to Islamabad- the Snob City Central!

(This remark is not aimed at you guys, Yuki, Guren and the rest of my class. This, my friends, is aimed at...

THE BREAKDANCING DUDE!!!

XD

I love randomosity! <3)

Anyway again, I'd just like to say that living in a foreign country doesn't make me any better than you guys, except for the fact that I have seen things you imagine about. And I see alot of negative points everywhere. I think the proper phrase is that I have a broader view.

Other than that, I'm a clueless Pakistani! I'm a Patthan... Uhh... Distantly a Patthan. I think. And I dunno, but alot of people turn out to be related to me in wacky ways... And I love Cornettos! And Dairy Milk, especially the song. The 'Dairy milk ki gari' song... The Coco and Mo song sux.

No offense meant to Candyland or whatever, but I think you're a ripoff of Wonka.

Don't worry- I'm always spouting opinions when I'm in the mood, which is usually when I'm writing. Gomenasai! <3

I loves heart, by the way. That includes Kingdom Hearts.

That reminds. Once I picked up my cellphone and answered it. I said, "Hello, Assalam alaikum?"

Person; "Walaikum assalam, aap kesi hen?"

Me; (Completely puzzled) "Ummmmm..... Fine... (mumble) I guess...?

Person; "Aap busy to nahin hen?"

Me; (suspiciously thinking that the phone must be for Amee, since it's an auntie who probably knows me, but I don't know her) Aap ko kis se bat karni he?

Person; "Aap se hi karni he"

Me; "Okayyy... (mumbles) freak... (speaks normal again) Kia baat karni he?

Person; "Agar aap busy hen, I'll call later"

Me; "Wait" (hands phone to Amee)

Amee; "Jee, kis se baat karni he? Hm? Bhai Sahab, mere paas time nhi he baat karni ki. Allahafiz"

And I was shocked and felt sorry for the auntie who got called "Bhai sahab" by my mom. But it turned out that it was a guy. And I mentally beat my head on the wall for sypathizing with a psychopath Pakistani. I mean, what the french toast?!

(This phrase is my phrase, or I'll burn you into french toast that is burnt... And black. And yucky)

Yes. And two minutes later, I got a message with a heart and it said something like "Yeh dil aap k liye. Khush raho" and I was like 'What the pancake?'

I think I've written alot. So I'll sign off now.

(What should I sign............ Ah, okay!)

Ciao!

-Riku(do)-