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Poor Little Good Girl

She’s so nice, Her soul is devoid of any vice, She’s so kind, Has a crystal clear mind,
Poor little good girl, Is forced to live in a dreamworld, Where there are people with heart of gold, Where she’d meet a perfect best friend and a person, who’s going to be there forever,
Poor little good girl, She doesn’t realize that her world is swamped by many a queen bee, Who are oh-so-completely plastic? Who think that she’s somewhat spastic,
For not being able to talk like them, Replace talk with ‘blabber’, why don’t you?
Poor little god girl, She doesn’t realize guys no longer see, If her heart’s truly golden, They only look at how much makeup she’s slapped on her face Poor little good girl indeed
Poor little good girl, She doesn’t realize that swearing isn’t her style, So out of naivety she does that for a while, And regrets it all, later on, Poor little good girl, She is frustrated with the plastic dolls around her, Who only ‘pretend’ to be completely ‘delightful’? Deligh…

Dear Mom,

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You knew you were in for a roller-coaster ride,
When I arrived by your side,
You knew you were going to face challenges,
Which were going to be much tougher than before,

Dear mom, I'll be stupid if I say 'I love you',
These three words aren't supposed to be said,
They're not to be fed
On a particular day called 'Mother's Day';

When I was little,
I would often fall down because I was oh so brittle,
You'd pick me up and say,
"Don't worry, baby. These scars will soon go away,"

Dear mom, I'll be stupid if I say, 'For you, I'll bring the greatest treasures,"
I'll be stupid if I say, 'I'll bestow you with the greatest pleasures,'
I'll be a nutcase if I say, 'I'll make you the happiest woman in the earth,'
I am, I assure you, the happiest child in this universe,
Because you're the woman who gave birth,
To me,

Dear mom, you're the one who bathed and nursed me,
Dear mom, you're the one…

The Croods

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I went out with one of my oldest friends to watch The Croods today.  And to be very frank. Do not miss the chance of watching that movie.  So anyhow, I'll get on with the review.
The Croods is basically about a family in the prehistoric period surviving the odds. There's an overprotective father, Grug, who is scared of trying out new things, whose basic motto is like, 'always fear because fear keeps you alive'. There is his wife, Ugga, and her mother, the granny (the best character in the whole movie. Reminded me a lot of my granny). There are his three children, the spirited Eep, the bumbling Thunk and the violent little Sandy.  One fine night, Eep sneaks out of the family's cave when she sees 'sunlight'. As she follows the 'sunlight', she meets up with Guy, a nomad who survives not through physical strength, but through ideas that pop into his head. Guy tells her that the 'sunlight' is called fire and also tells her about his theory of th…

An Ordinary Vacation Day

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In this post, I'm going to describe how I spend my day:I wake up at around seven fifteen. Then, I spend forty-five minutes thinking profoundly (read: thinking profoundly here means thinking about what to do today). finally get out of the bed and (rarely) fold my sheets neatly. Then, I take out my iPod and earphones, draw the curtains of the kitchen and dance for a while (dancing means running about, imagining that I'm singing in front of a large audience). 
Then grandmother comes and yells at me for listening to music with the volume up so loud. She then goes on lamenting that I'm a hopeless case and I'll suffer later on by working like a maid (My condition will be like a character from an soap opera, my grandfather adds).  My mom leaves for her office and gives me a lot of hugs and endearing words (the opposite of which I'll hear later in the evening. But I don't blame her. She really does get tired after working all day). 
After she leaves, I switch on the comp…