I took my cloth and ringed it out in the sink, putting it on the towel rack and walking back over to my bed where, I sat down. Lily had made herself at home, her K-Pop posters above her bed, one in particular I liked-the Girls’ Generation one-was above the dresser. Whoever was doing these needed better insults. I scrubbed another hateful message off my door, this time, it was torwards Emily and Lily. I hate when people just don’t know who Sonny is… My “Keep Calm And Love Skrillex” wallpaper with the small picture of Sonny at the top showed. “An iPod?” I asked, giving a small smile. I reached into my bag and my hands touched the cool feeling of my iPod without it’s case. “Do you have brother or sister?” she asked. She talked like the stereo-typical Korean girl. I started thinking about Sonny and his eyes and his smile and Scary Monsters And Nice Sprites and… “And, that is why I moved to Canada!” she said, smiling. I faltered off about mid-way when she started giving me her life story. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE K-Pop! That’s the only Pop I like. “Do you like Electronic Dance Music?” I asked. “Have you heard of…” She went on and on and on listing groups I’ve never heard of. “No…English…Music?” I asked, quite shocked. “I just moved from Korea to Canada a few…two months ago.” Lily replied happily. I smiled at Lily and then, said seriously, “What type of music do you like?” “I do not know hardly any English Music.” she replied. “And, that’s Katrina.” “Kat.” I corrected, giving her a look. Emily gave me a look like, “I ain’t talkin’ so, you better talk.” “Hi, I’m Lily!” she said, happily. She smiled and put her bag on the empty bed. I couldn’t tell her eye colo(u)r, though.
POPTROPICA APP WRAPPER SKIN
Her skin was fairly white but, quite tan. A girl about my age walked into our room. Emily being called a “fish-eyed f**k”, I, myself, being called “Nigger” and some other things. Of course, me and Emily have taken our hits on insults. There were two Asians-Emily and…someone-and the rest were white. Of course, everyone (yeah, not everymang) was white here. Of course, yesterday, there was one that I actually took offense to. Intelligent, eh? Nigger because I’m black, yeah, I found that to be really racist and Dubstep because I loved Dubstep. The message on my door was another really smart one… “Dubstep Nigger”. The room was dark, with little light coming in. The beds weren’t really clean, neither the room. There was a window at the back of the room with black drapes, one closet and a drawer. There were 3 beds-one for me, one for Emily and one for someone else. They were single beds with white sheets and a white mattress. I sighed as I scrubbed another hateful message off my door.
But, still, sometimes, I wish I would actually enjoy the benefits of Christmas. She told me she ain’t getting me $400 Beats. Since, that wasn’t something that was hard to find. Keyshia got that, Matt got an iPhone case and I got a Union Gas shirt. Last Christmas, I decided I’d do myself my own gift. Keyshia ended up getting an iPhone, Matt got his Deadmau5 CD and I got my 2nd Generation iPod Touch. We usually just wrap our gifts and put them on like, a table and everyone has to grab one. My Mother asks us what we want for the Gift Exchange at Christmas. I’d rather stay home than get a million bites, nearly die and get burnt to a crisp. And, of course, living in my family, we ain’t gettin’ no WiFi. Of course, we’re going on a cruise in March, with no WiFi unless you pay for it. There may possibly one day be better ones but, my heart is set on Beats. They’re “Beats”, the best headphones there is…today.
0 kommentar(er)
