Lets start with the basics. I'm 20 in a few months. I like to pretend to be a nineties kid, but tbh who can blame me. I never act my age. I'm a girl lol. I am Asian and a muslim although one of them is probably a lot more evident than the other. I live in the UK - I'm actually a little southern village girl and very proud of that, after getting married I now live 'up north', I also lived in Bangladesh for a few years of my little life. I am a book person - I love books so much, but like have got a little out of books lately, it's just other things o my mind. I use the word 'like' far to much and I'm sure if one of my friends is reading this she is sat there cursing me! I am still stuck in being a kid but it's okay because everyone just wants me to be away with the fairies. I am a very odd person, I have like a lot of facets and everyone when they meet me say that I'm really unique and like complex but I really hate it. I hate compliments - like I get so uncomfortable and go all weird, it's kinda funny. I love social networking, I am always on my twitter and facebook. I love pictures and memories, I have something from every important time in my life that I keep and love. I love fashion, just everything about it. I love makeup - which is funny cuz as a kid I was such a tom boy, like full on tom boy. I wore boys clothes, shoes and most of my mates were boys. I have never really got on well with chicks, like I went to an all girls school which was... interesting... lots of pubescent teenage girls is never a place for anyone but yeah I kinda had to learn how to get on with girls... I just got into lots of arguments and went through a lot of friends. Now I have a few very good friends who are really there for me. I have never really properly known myself and even now though I am the most confident in my skin but all it takes is one little thing to take it all away. I have come such a long way from the girl I was once upon a time and it is because of the persistence, attention and love that has been afforded to me- you know who you are. I am a full-time job and I will be the first person to put my hands up and say "I am a handful" but if you stick around I will love you, but at some point I will probably hurt you. When I say things chances are at the time, I really meant it and that was I wanted, that or I wasn't thinking - I have this really bad tendency to act first and think later and that
has caused me to make some very bad decisions but I made them and now I am... me enough to try and own up to them. I never want to hurt anyone, I just don't do enough to protect them and then I am confused as to why they have been hurt.I have a husband, a Maa, a brother, a sister, lots of uncles and a few very good mates.
Me and the hubby met at a wedding and then at another wedding and then finally our own wedding. We've been married nearly a year but we have been together since late 2011. We have a funny story, very Romeo and Juliet but we got through it and got married. He met me twice and then a mutual person gave him my number and we texted and got to know one another, two weeks later we knew we were in love and wanted to marry, three months later he asked me to marry him on New Years Eve, April we had our islamic wedding and June we had our registry wedding. He is my best friend, like all best friends we argue, we laugh, we play, we annoy each other, we stop talking, we make up, we play pranks on each other, we upset each other. All of his friends say we are nothing like a married couple cuz we are so cute together. We both love music - I sing like all the time and he really loves everything to do with music from production to vocals. We are entirely different in so many ways but it sort of helps. If we were the same we would be either really boring or really dead. I am like erratic as hell and just no bounds, he is calm and collected together we have like a balance. He's a few years older than me but again I keep him young and he helps me find me - I am always saying when he goes through his mid-life crisis he won't need to worry about getting a young new bit on the side cuz I'll still be young lol! He can be so annoying sometimes but it makes me laugh cuz I know he is trying to get on my nerves but I just can't help but get annoyed. He is always making me laugh. He thinks I'm weird cuz I love reading and that I'm little cuz I'm only 5'3 (and a bit!). I know I'm different when I'm with him - I just want to be his little wifey lol Don't get me wrong we haven't had it easy - there have been lots of up's and down's, some harder than others, lots my fault and some his but we always seen to come through everything stronger, I think it's cuz we spent so long apart - during our courting phase we were miles apart, him in the north and me in the south; it was so hard, we would spend endless hours on the phone, texting all the time - Like I am pretty sure that 02 had a massive dip in profits after I came home. We are still learning about each other but like now we have a lot of the basics down emotionally, domestically and mentally. He is a creature of routine which is really helpful, believe me and we both have mild OCD (mine is only bad when I am stressed or sad) so things are easy. He had to get used to things like clutter - I am a little bit of clutter monster and to get used to cooking - my Maa always cooked, she tried to teach me but not much avail. I know I am the most calmest me when I am with him. He is my perfect forever and no matter what I wouldn't change him for the world. I love you, my forever.
The twins... They aren't actually twins, they were born like 15 months apart but we treat them like twins. My little sister is the older one of the two. OMG! She is like a funnier, pretty, smarter, more awesome version of me and my Maa put together. She is so witty, having grown up with two really dryly sarcastic people she seems to have picked it up and made it her own - it is something amazing. She has this horrid temper on her which me and my brother also have but she is a lot more evident. She can give you the world one minute and stamp on your head the next. I love her little fatness so much, but I am also really jealous of her because she is so amazing, like I wish I could be as strong as her but like I'm just not. Maa always says that my little sis looks up to me but idk she is something to look up to so why would she, you know? She makes me laugh so so so much - I miss her everyday but like we keep in touch by phone, text, skype but lately she has taken up knitting (I'm being serious) and she has just gone to secondary school and has a little less time for me - I miss her but as long as she is happy it's okay. She is so freaking pretty it actually makes me angry. Like she has this perfect olive complexion and these eyes that are like light brown and have random gold bits in them, she has super long hair like me and she is growing up... Wow, it actually really upsets me when I think about how much she has grown in her like 11 years of life. She was a prem- baby and had lots of issues but she is so strong. She's the middle kid but she demands so much attention and cuz she is so beautiful she gets it! She is my little girl, I love you fatty. My little brother, is basically a little boy version of me. He is such a ball of energy - like one second you are looking at him the next he's not there. He is so loving like OMG when he was a younger he used give hugs like nothing could hurt you if he hugs you. He's so funny sometimes like he just crack you up, others... he just odd. I think he is still going though phases and thats cool I just hope and pray he turns out to he the little boy I know he is. He is kinda quite sometimes but he has a temper on him and it takes a little while for him to get from hurt to angry but when it gets there omg it is like crazy bad and then it just goes away again - a bit like me. He has these massive round dark brown eyes that are so doe-like and he dribbles a lot even though he is like 10, he is like me really skinny. I wish he would keep his hair long I think i looks cool on him but he hates it cuz it gets in his ears. He is so protective of his three girls - like me, my Maa and my little sister. He is the scaredy cat of the three of us- at one point he was afraid of grass (I'm dead serious), he is a total mummy's boy. He is so gross sometimes! It's like errrrrrrr!!!! He gets owned all the time because he lives in a house full of women but he doesn't really care. He is such a cool dude sometimes and others he's like me- just a social reject lol Me and him look exactly alike it scary! My sister looks like my Maa. He is so sweet sometimes like once he said to me "boro I want to marry a girl like Maa but I ant her to look like you... with lighter skin", I was confused whether to be happy or offended so I did what any good sister does, I tapped him round the back of the head and gave him a little shove then grabbed him and gave him a massive hug then told my Maa what he said. Me and my little sister used to pull his trousers down all the time to annoy him because he is such a shy kid... until he did it back to me... I never did it again... okay I did it again, quite a few times but not like a lot. It was really hard for both of them when I got married cuz we have never been apart - we've been together from the day they were born, I don't think we spent more that a week apart and it hit him really hard... I miss his so much..
. He is my little boy, I love you, skinny boy!My uncles... OMG!!! They just are so cool. I have lots of uncles - they are a funny bunch who love us very much and think the world of us. The funny thing is they aren't actually uncles like biologically - they are people who work for my Maa but my Maa has always let us believe they are family. It's cool cuz it's just taught us to love people just cuz, yes blood runs thicker than water and what ever but there are people who will bleed for you and give you water rather than drink it themselves. I love you lot so much!!
I think I will leave this post as it is and write a new one for my mates cuz other wise this will be an essay and a half!!!
Love,
Monica
xxx
