Hey there, ya 'lil nincompoop.
So this is something a little different from usual. Like I mentioned in the prior post, I'm starting a new series called "Duriba Encounters" about people/events that have occurred in my day to day life. It's not as comedic as usual, but I'm experimenting with different types of styles, types, items, etc. I'm also thinking about working on more exciting projects such as trailers, a variety of short films, movie reviews, public figure reviews, an advice column, etc. If there's anything you want me to write about, be sure to inscribe in onto a red velvet cake and have it mailed to me.
Without further ado...
“Don’t you think it’s stupid?” She asks, a dubious look on her face. “We’re all going to die!” she screams at my face, a minuscule drop of her saliva flying onto my shoulder. I pretend that I “din see nuthin”. Her cheeks turn red when she notices. “Ew” she mutters while smothering the slab into my sweater. I just laugh, snorting in the process, and she smiles sheepishly. “You’ve been blessed, pleasant” she utters cooly.
“I’ll take it I have, ya unintelligible lard” I yell at the top of my lungs, flicking her forehead in the process, then jumping off her bed and scurrying down the stairs to harass her little brother/steal Oreos from her pantry. Except I don’t even like Oreos.
And that’s her thing, somehow being confident while little things such as the shape of her nose--that in her opinion, resembles a rain drop (????)--bother her a little too much. She’s probably one of the prettiest girls I’ve ever seen, and she has this thing where she’s trying to figure out what she wants to do with her life, what to expect of others, and who she is.
She’s good at consoling others, yet every fifth person on the face of earth annoys her. She’s intelligent, but she’s forgetful. She bites her nails when she’s nervous, or just really deep in thought. She stutters when she presents, but always knows how to put on a show. When she gets angry, she becomes very vocal, but when she’s upset, not a word is heard from her mouth. She loses almost everything, and has an opinion about Miley Cyrus’ haircut to the political situation in Pakistan. She loves to read novels, and is always talking about something interesting. She’s strong when she has to be, and even when she doesn’t. She’s poetic, yet laughs the loudest at fart jokes.
And through everything life flings at her, she keeps a straight face and is prepared to joust back.
I write to express my passions, views and opinions on different types of cheese, and to heal myself. I am an aspiring law student and hand model for McDonalds. I currently reside in the United States, and study at UT Austin. Most importantly, I wholeheartedly hope you enjoy what my work has to offer.