A Step Into Me : Guesses All Around

This is a new story, just so you know. Different from Adriana's. 
 
If you had to guess what personality that someone brings by a name, what comes to mind when you hear the name Julie Baker? On February 19, 8:34 am, I’ve got the idea to asked strangers to guess. 

On February 23^rd, 4:57 pm, I went to the common streets and asked 10 people to guess what personality that someone brings by its name. I said Julie Baker and 7 people said kind, friendly and emotional. 2 people had experiences with someone named Julie Baker and wouldn’t talk about it. And 1 person had specifically said “Go to bed, kiddo. It’s getting late.” As you had probably guessed, the last one was my dad.

They all did not know my name. Well, except the last one.

My name is Julie Baker and I TRY to be kind and friendly. But emotional? What does emotional means? Does it mean watching The Life of Pi and crying uncontrollably? Does it mean crying when reading The Kite Runner (to be honest, we all do cry while reading this)?

I don’t get it. Don’t we all have emotions? Unless you’re a robot, which makes sense.

When I asked Jimmy Baker, they answered hyper, talkative and sweet.

But they did not know my brother’s name.

Talkative. Check. Sweet. Check. Hyper? If hyper means after watching The Flash and pretending to be him (running around the house a few hundred times) and STILL has the energy to talk nonstop like the rapping chipmunk, then check.

I am not your typical 5^th Grade kid. If you think I have two dozen of friends, you are partly correct. If you throw away the dozen, then you’ll get the number.  I have only two. I am not a popular kid, which makes sense if you have eidetic memory along with an IQ of 129 and your record is 67 mph for speed test on keyboard. That isn’t exactly the stuff that will make you popular.

Teachers say I’m ‘gifted’, especially because of my IQ results. Einstein got 160 on his and Sheldon Cooper (you could say he is a fictional character, but if he is out there, he’s my idol) got 187. My teacher says only 13.59% get 115 and above, so it’s pretty neat.

The Story Of My Life : A Feeling

I locked myself in my room, trying to understand what is happening right now.

 I looked around the house.

 The walls seemed okay. No holes to be seen. Where could the holes be? I knew they must be somewhere, I can feel it. But I didn't even find a crack. Then, I realized that the holes was in my heart. Life is so confusing, even I don't understand it.

The truth was revealed hours ago. But I can still feel the confusion, that burning question inside of me. I can still feel it.

It is partly my fault, too. I never have seen this day coming. I didn't realize what was happening this past 15 years I was alive. 

I can see there is something broken about my family. Very broken. Instead of being one supportive unit, our home has been one of fighting, confusion and worry.

And I hate it. I hate being stuck in the middle of a situation, and not knowing it. Trapped in the center of the conflict, with no place to turn. Head just fill with thousands and thousands of arguments. I’m not on one side and I’m not on the other—I’m just lost in the middle.

It is the tug of war. On one side, I wanted them to be back together. On the other side, I wanted to know this situation before now. I don't have the power to bring them back together, nor have the power to change back time and know this situation.

But if I want them to look at things differently, like if that's an option. I tell myself, “Do you know why mom’s so mad at dad? Because she loves you and wants the best for you, to her dad is not the best for you. Do you know why dad's crying? Because he loves you so much that he can’t bear to live without you.”

Even tough, sometimes these are lies I tell myself.

My mind keeps wandering further and starts to ignore the present. To learn to deal with my family I haven't known? I'm really afraid. And scared. And nervous. And confused. Call it whatever you want, but I don't know how to deal with it.

"Adrianna? Dinner's ready," stammered dad.

"Okay." I replied.

"I'm sorry, dear. I was a coward to tell you. I.. don't really know..." he stopped there.

"Don't really know what? Don't really know that this will happen? Don't really know that I want to be alone? To think things through? Don't really know how to understand me? I'm sorry, dad. I just want to be alone," I confessed.

I stopped there. I had to. Especially after hearing his tears from the other side.

The Story Of My Life : A Party

It was Saturday night and Erianna (my little sister) loves to dance. So, music fills up the roof here.

"Adrianna, honey. Can you come here?" my dad said, while I was stuffing my face with food. "Hurry," he added. Want to know the best part of a party? Free food.

"Everything okay?" I asked, feeling a little worried. It's not every day he calls me "honey".

"You don't know her, I suppose?" he muttered, pointing to something. No, it's SOMEONE. Guess who it is? It's someone's mother. Kind of old. Not to be rude, but grumpy, too.

"No. So?" I asked, in a rude tone. Dad gasped. It's not like he doesn't know I hate it when people interrupt me when I'm eating.

"I must say, Denielle. Your daughter is very rude! Just like you," mentioned the woman. She called my dad by his name, which probably meant they know each other for quite some time.

That is when I lost it.

"Excuse me, miss. But surely it is his daughter that's rude and not her father? Would you like it if I said you are grumpy and suddenly said your father is just as grumpy as you?"

"He is just as grumpy as I am. Perhaps, more grumpier. You ask?" she blurted out.

"It isn't same with my dad. He is very polite, unlike me. And mostly unlike you." I said, this time more rudely. She sighed and rolled her eyes at dad.

"You may not know this, but Edrianna is way more respectful than you are, missy. Oh, how perfect she was!" she gushed, fancy-like.

Edrianna?! Isn't she my imaginary twin? Is she real?! Calm down, Adrianna. It's probably some girl with the same name. You know what? There are probably a thousands Edrianna in this world.

"Who is this, dad? Tell me before this gets more confusing, please." I demanded, tugging my father's shirt.

He let out a huge sigh.

"This is your mother. We were divorced," my dad said. NOW this all makes sense.

All this time, I thought my mother was dead. I used to ask my dad "Where's Mommy? Where's Mommy?" but only his tears will answer me. And that is not a clear answer. I concluded that she was dead as every time I ask him he answers it with tears.

But dad was not finish. "You had a twin sister. Her name is Edrianna."

Edrianna. MY imaginary twin sister is real? But does she have blonde hair? Does she have green eyes? Does she have sparkling teeth? Does she have a big heart? Millions and millions questions rushed to my brain.

"This is her." Dad whispered to me. I can not believe it. I just simply can't believe it! And I have a feeling even she couldn't believe it!

It was the EXACT version of Edrianna that I imagined! Blonde hair. Sparkly eyes.

Except she wasn't smiling. She was as shocked as I am.

"YOU?!" we both cried. Our parents (well, you could say that) was both surprised as well. We never really met each other and based on what happened, even I would be shocked.

The Story Of My Life : A Beginning

No, this not the Once Direction song. This is the story of MY life. I did not take her home (whoever that is) and didn't drive all night. I don't have a license.

To be honest, my life isn't that special. Inspiration is not something I can buy at a shop. Not something I can dig

But there is one thing that makes me different from others; I came from Spudizs.

You never heard of it, I'm sure. It is all in my head. I figured if I wasn't meant to fit in in the real world, I must fit in somewhere. That is when I found Spudizs.

People were having a bad hair day EVERY DAY! People who had an ugly dress was COMPLIMENTED! Everyone has the capability to laugh at themselves. Everyone was fine, happy and joyful.

People weren't scared of leaving precious belongings on their own. In this world, in just a few minutes, I'm sure it would be snatched. But in Spudizs, everything would be fine and pleasant.

I also knew that I have a twin here. Her name is Edinare. She's very joyful and gets invited to most parties. If there were one word to describe her, it would be flawless.

*I DO NOT OWN THIS*

She is the blonde one. You see, we're practically twins. She's blonde and I'm red-headed. Her eye is green and mine is light blue <3


In real life, I don't have a twin. Well, at least I wish I have.

She's also my best friend here. Not in rea-- "Adrianna! You have mail!" said my dad.

"Yeah, sure!" I replied. As I went downstairs, I saw my little sister smiling until her ears. You maybe thinking "Why wish having a twin when you have a little sister?". You see, she always go to her friend's house. I'm not allowed to go, I don't know why. 80% of my day she isn't there.

I was kind of scared seeing her like that. So, I quickly grabbed my mail that was on the table and ran upstairs. The minute I went into my room, I realized it wasn't from anyone outside of the house. It was from, no other than, my little sister!



This Saturday, at 9:30 pm. No wonder she was smiling so wide..

"Adrianna, we need to talk." said my dad from the door.

Huh?

My Fantastic Feline Friends

Belang & Mystely
Are fill with history
And their children are four
And they let out the cutest snore

Belang is somewhat aggressive

But sometimes she can be impressive

Doesn't like being pet
She will think it's a threat.

Mystely may not be number one
But he is just plenty of fun
More of an outdoor instead of an indoor
And somehow likes wars.

They two may not be the same
But they both are pretty insane
Day by day
Let my teeth decay

I only named one of their child
That really likes to smile
And that is Pipit
Kind of like a snippet.

Why did I ever let them go?
My heart is beating so slow
I wish I could get them back
And next time I'll clean the dirt attack.

What is this blog, anyway?

Assalamualaikum!

This is a blog of.. (drum roll, please!)



AWESOMENESS!

Okay, just kidding.

My ambition is to be a writer, and my head is full of ideas I think I wanna BURST!

So, I am going to write some of my *books* here.

So, yeah;

I thought we would be together forever...
I should have known forever wasn't long
Now that you're gone
I don't know what to do
I stay up late thinking about you,
thinking about us
You said you loved me
I thought we were meant to be
but see, I was wrong again
I can't believe I thought what we had was real
It was all a lie from the beginning
How could I have been so naive
it's all over now
And even now...I still love you
Read more at http://www.bestteenpoems.com/poem/it-was-all-a-lie#Tg9GByC3XRlyTIIZ.99

I thought we would be together forever...
I should have known forever wasn't long
Now that you're gone
I don't know what to do
I stay up late thinking about you,
thinking about us
You said you loved me
I thought we were meant to be
but see, I was wrong again
I can't believe I thought what we had was real
It was all a lie from the beginning
How could I have been so naive
it's all over now
And even now...I still love you
Read more at http://www.bestteenpoems.com/poem/it-was-all-a-lie#Tg9GByC3XRlyTIIZ.A