I’m posting a new fanfic YAAAAY

Good evening medonsters

Remember Fanfic Friday? The feature I used as an excuse to just post crazy fanfic about Miranda Sings?

Well, I thought I’d bring it back from the dead and start posting a new, real fanfiction.

I can either tell you its title or the fandom it belongs to, but if I say you both you’ll probably get an idea what it’s about. So the first comment to request either one – that is, if anyone is actually interested in knowing, which I have doubts about – will have his wish granted 🙂

I will be posting a new chapter every week for seven weeks, and with no delays (phew) because I’m already done with it 😀

It was something I wrote about two years ago, and that I’m still proud of because it’s the first true fanfic I ever made. I had written a short one-off in French but this one felt different. For one thing it was longer, and it was also my first time ever writing anything in English. I was surprised at how easily the words flowed, how uncomplicated this language is, and as you might tell I’ve been hooked ever since!

I hope this short series will interest you, and you’ll like what you read 🙂 See you tomorrow!


After months and months of going against the flow and being an unapologetic bitc rebel, I finally gave in and made a Snapchat account.













Anyway, I’d love it if you’d add me: @anth.gemayel

Feel free to send me a surprise snap anytime because I’d probably be bored during that particular time and you’d make me happy. Don’t you want me to be happy? *bats eyes*



No, I did not create this.
Seriously! A wonderful genius named Claudia made this and I can’t begin to explain how awesome it is.

I know I have been a total douchebag when it came to blogging awards. I mean at the beginning of the month I said I was going to post awards all month as an ‘Award Season’.

HOWEVER. When I saw this one, I COULDN’T NOT do it. As you might now if you’re not new here, I am the biggest Miranda Sings fan.
Like, I want to BE her. Just ask Elm.
Anyway, I was both thrilled and devastated when I found this award. Thrilled because IT WAS A FRIGGIN MIRANDA SINGS AWARD, and devastated because I couldn’t believe I hadn’t thought about it first. And I call myself a bae.
Without further ado (because frankly if I adoed a little more you’d probably skip to the end or just leave), here are the rules:

¤Announce your win with a post and link the blogger who nominated you.
¤Include the featured image on your blog post.
¤Nominate 10 bloggers (or as many as you can think of) and link your awardees in the post.
¤List 7 things you love about yourself (This can be about your appearance, your personality, your achievements, etc.)
¤Don’t use negative connotation. (I.e. Don’t say things like – I’m prettier than an average person or People have told me I’m smart. You ARE pretty. You ARE smart.)

(Oh yeah, by the way, no one nominated me. I basically nominated myself. This is the true Miranda spirit.)




1. I honestly think I’m better than a lot of people. I can’t believe I’m actually admitting this because that’s probably the most self-centered thing anyone could say, but meh it’s my Miranda post and I’m free to say whatever the BADWORRD I want. But like really. There are people whom I just look at and go ‘thank God I’m me.’

2. I’m not afraid of saying that I’m a feminist, especially in a society like mine. I do not think that I’m superior to girls in any way. And no, I’m not contradicting what I said in my last point (lemme clarify: I didn’t mean it like ‘bitch please am a qwen bow dawn’. It’s more of a ‘I’m thankful for all my blessings [hashtagblessed] and also that I have evolved unlike these primates’. Okay fine I am conceited). Anyway, I treat girls well, respect them and never see them as objects of pleasure. Sadly, girls only seem to want to date and be with guys who treat them like shit.

3. I think I have quite pretty eyes. They’re like a clear, honey-y brown, and my lashes are naturally long and slightly curled. Wish I could say the same about the rest of my features.

4. I love reading, I love learning new things, I love being cultivated, I love music, I love art… That’s one of the things I’m most thankful for. And while I do wish I was a fan of some kind of sports (does dancing count? Because hell yeah!), I’m happy I’m not completely obsessed and my life doesn’t revolve around them.

5. I have a good voice. This one I’m the least sure about and I would have typed it ‘I guess I have an okay voice?’ if Claudia hadn’t forbidden such phrasing in the rules. I mean I’m not bad, since I got accepted in a choir… At least I know how to hit the right notes (I mean, as long as I can reach them) and can carry a tune… So yeah I’m giving myself this one (because well that might surprise you but I’m running out of qualities)

6. I’m pretty smart. I’ve been a top student all my life, and the key to my success is that apart from being smart in the science department (physics, chemistry, biology, maths) only, like the rest of the smarties, I am also quite good when it comes to literary subjects (French and English). They actually are my favorite subjects and I know how to spot an argument and a metaphor just as well as the solution to a math problem (well, most of the time). I’m pretty happy with this.

7. I’m a really caring and loving person. I sometimes wish I had myself as a friend, because I really care so much and invest myself in my friendships. And while at times I find that I don’t receive all that love back, I’m still really glad to have my friends.

That was it! It was easier than I thought. I really feel like you guys are discovering more and more how modest I am. I can’t say I’m really proud of it, but oh well. Deal with it.

Aaaaaanyway, time for my nomeneytshens:

2. mydailyinkling (am doin it yay)
4. Emily
5. Keiraa
6. Hiba
7. crap
8. mahjabeen
9. Luna
10. thatbookshelfbitch
11. Selfie (even though you’re on a break. I couldn’t not)
13. GeorgieGirl
14. Bookwormgirls123
15. Starrlet

That was a bit more than 10 but I really want to know what you guys think about yourselves! ALSO I swear to God the linking process took more time than writing this whole post. Gosh. #notevenkeedin

Anyway, that was it for this award post. I HOPE I’ll do a bit more this February. I mean, if you think about it, Award Season is never truly on before the Oscars and the Grammys, which haven’t happened already, so that’s redeeming.

I just hope I’ll be able to do any blogging at all because of my upcoming mid-year exams! TIME TO STUDAYY

Oh yeah this is still a Miranda post. I should end it accordingly.

so dat wazit 4 tudey guys i hopp u enjoid tis vidyo potst if u lickkit pls gev it a tumbzup and suxcribe or else u didnt. K by.


I’ll miss you, 2015!


I’ll miss all the time I spent in class, laughing my heart out next to my friends.

I’ll miss the projects we had so much fun making and presenting.

I’ll miss the thrill of planning my friends’ birthdays. Picking the perfect gifts. Worrying everything will be ruined. Seeing their delighted faces.

I’ll miss the disbelief I felt when I walked into the Bookyard for the first time, completely astonished by the number of books surrounding me.

I’ll miss the thrill of receiving my first Harry Potter book, by a sweet friend. I’ll miss the feeling of utter accomplishments I felt when I finally completed my collection.

I’ll miss the albums I’ve heard, and the joy of hearing them for the first time.

I’ll miss the ecstasy of realizing I don’t have to do my exams at the end of the year, after studying all year long (and sometimes, not so much).

I’ll miss the moments when I made up with my friends after an argument. I will not miss the arguments.

I’ll miss the day my friends celebrated my birthday. The first time that ever happened.

I’ll miss the awe I felt when I laid eyes upon my majestic birthday cake. I’ll miss my friends’ satisfied smiles after that.

I’ll miss the day I finally decided to start my own blog. I’ll miss how exciting the prospect felt.

I’ll miss my Uncle’s wedding, and all the awesome events that ensued.

I’ll miss the feeling I had when I sold my first book at the Bookyard. How I instantly dashed to spend the money on a new book.

I’ll miss discovering that new book. Reading that new book. Falling in love with that new book. Deciding to blog because of that new book.

I’ll miss how anxious I was when I woke up on the first day of school. I’ll miss the relief I felt when I made sure my class was okay.

I’ll miss how satisfied I was after receiving my first grade of the term. How I swore to myself I shouldn’t accept anything less.

I’ll miss the feeling of accomplishment after I finished Insurgent in only two days, making it my fastest read. I will not miss Allegiant.

I’ll miss the day I made the decision of becoming more active in my life.

I’ll miss the day I decided to audition for the school choir. I’ll miss how amazing it felt when I was accepted.

I’ll miss my determination when I decided that it was time to be more fit, and joined a calisthenics group. I’ll miss the satisfaction of completing the exercises. I look forward to joining a proper gym in the coming year.

I’ll miss the inexplicable feeling of performing in a concert for the first time ever. Appreciating how beautiful we sounded, and how magical music just is.

I’ll miss the disbelief when I saw that copy of Harry Potter: Page To Screen for sale in the Bookyard at fives times less, and practically crying of joy. I’ll miss not even daring to touch it, and then reading it like a child playing with his favorite toy.

I’ll miss how proud I was when I was elected class president. I’ll miss all the cool stuff we came up with, and the projects we successfully executed.

I’ll miss decorating my class for Christmas. I’ll hate removing everything next week.

I’ll miss the anticipation of enrolling to the Spanish course, and the excitement of learning yet another language.

I’ll miss performing as an actor for the first time ever in front of the whole school. I’ll miss how it felt, delivering that last line.

I’ll miss every Miranda video I watched. I’ll miss how I loved her. I’ll miss buying her book and feeling like I just acquired a treasure. I’ll miss imitating her and making Elm laugh.

I’ll miss how awesome it felt to receive my French grades and realizing that they don’t need to drop just because I’m growing more and more in English.

I’ll miss writing my personal diary every single day, and decorating it with my musical obsessions. I’ll look forward to reading it sometime in the future and laugh at myself.

I’ll miss realizing that I actually have readers on this blog. I’ll never forget how amazing it felt to finally achieve this dream.

I’ll miss writing blog posts. The thrill of pushing that ‘Publish’ button. Waiting in anticipation for you guys to read them.

I’ll miss becoming a blogger. I’ll miss getting to know other bloggers. I’ll miss how beautiful it was to feel like I finally belong in this community. I’ll miss the love I felt whilst interacting with each and every one of you.

I’ll miss sitting here, typing away with a smile on my face as I look back on the best moments of this year. I’ll miss the anticipation of spending New Year’s Eve with my friends. I hope I’ll miss this night tomorrow!

I’ll miss you, 2015. Thank you for being the best year of my entire life.



This is it. The final piece in my legendary epic: Adventures With Miranda. Just kidding, I think like 4 people in total read it. Including me. But I’m proud of it, and I’m happy to present this final installation.




I follwed the peoples to the insides of the churtsh. It was ugli thb. It was al wite and flowersy. The sits wer pi£nK. Ther wer roze petels all on the floor and witeh carpet. Disgusgin!i  stared screemin that tehse people were racist terroristics who killd the plants jus for ther own twisted pleajur and to throw them away on the flour wher peoelpe squitsh them!!1 but no oen even herd me cuz they wer all talkeng at de samw time.

I went and sat in the bak. Jotshua still hadnt even invited me yet and i didn wnat my plan to fail jjst cuz of him seein me at the his weding. So i tok a vase and stiked it inmy head. Now teyr gona think im an inocent lamp.

As i stood ther it staredt to itch down there. But lamps dont hev private parts so it would hav bin wierd to scratch.
Finely, the stoopid baground moosic stoped to be replased by live musec thats even mors horible. But i coudn see from the vase, so i poked a whole in it to my eyes. I almos screemd so hard evryones ears would have bleeded as much as my eyes at that monment. But i didn ccuz im a good spy who steys underkover. So i just stayed ther, blood smeerin my lips wiz more red. It must hav luked so lutshess and kewl.

On the shine side, i coud see now, even thru all the bloods. Jotchau was on the altar, righ nest to my meats. That hoe, he didn even eat them! I bougt them for nothin.

Then… A flower girl? WATT?!?! I WANTED TO BE A FLOWER GURL!!!!@!! WY DINT HE EVEN AKS ME?! i was gettin osoooo titted of rite now. Am so angry at them you dindt even now it. I wanted to hurt. Bad.

And at last………





Cowleeen. Wiz an old man. I think hes my dad but im not even shur cuz i dont see him a lot. It was usully just ny unkle.

He waked her up the ile, steppin on the pour litle rose petels like theyr inocent slaves. ‘Ill revendge u, rodzes!’ I said to maself.

She arivd at the alter nest to jutshoa. Hi smiled at her fugly fatce. Urgh i was goin to threw up.

‘Do you, Joshua Evans, take Colleen as your wife?’

‘I Do’

‘BOOOOOO’, I said, but no one even herd me cuz they wer buzy clappin. Idoits.

‘Do you, Colleen Ballinger, take Joshua s your husband?’

‘I Do’ that hoe said.

More clapin. It was liek moestiquo saeson all over agin.

‘You may now kiss the bride’ said the old man. They leened in.


I was done. He was NOT goin to kitss her and cheet on me in fornt of eveybody!! I took off the vase and smatshed it for darmatic efect.

‘Miranda?!’ gasped Josh.

‘What’s that crazy bitch doing here?’ said colean.

‘WHADYOU CALL ME YOU FUCKIN CUNT?!’ I screeched. Forgt goin to hell. Im not goin to let zis happen even if it took me bad werds to say.

‘This is my wedding! It’s my moment!’


‘Calm the hell down Miranda!’ said Jotsh.

‘Not anymore then! Go back to sucking your uncle’s-‘


And so I puld out my gun.the crowed gasped. Then some1 screemed and they started runnin in every diretshen, hoeever colleen seemd glued to her spot with terrorise. Josths tried to move her but two late.

‘Say gudbye to your lyfe, queef’

‘Miranda! NO!’ screemed jotsh

‘YETS!’ I said

‘You can’t do this!’




And i puld the triger. 1secund later, i felt so mush pain in my left hands.


No one replyd. I decided to finnish with it quikly.


I barly heard his stuped shouts as I emptid my bulets in coleens body. Her head her chesticles her tookie and her eye crusties. Blodd exploded from e


vrywher. For a second i was truimphant.

But then…

I died.

FANFIC FRIDAY: MIRANDA GOES TO PARTY (Adventures With Miranda Fanfic – Part 7)


After a break last week (pfff no I didn’t forget I just.. um.. turtles?) Fanfic Fridays are back yaaay.
Just a heads up: it might not be up next week because 1) exams and 2) I always have trouble finishing stuff. So wish me luck on both!



When i got out of my car and went inside the churtch, the bride an groom werent there. Ther were peepol and guetsts. I put my meats on the gift table, which i guets was the altar.

The guetsts were goin throu a door that lead to a bootiful garden. I folowed them so that nobody gets suspitshus.

Everyone was tchatin and smilin and laughin. I was at the food table. There werent even any meats! Not even koolaid?! What the even heck was this?! There was just hommade cookies!! I ate them anyways. There was also glatses of sparkly waters. I found them intretsting and took one.

Then, i sawed glozell! I wento tak to her

‘Hi guyzel its me miranda.’

‘Miranda! I didn’t know you were invited! Whas’ good?’


‘Ooo damn. You seem to be pissed off at summat.’

‘Its nonoyour bizness’ i said, and i drinked all the sparkly juices. It tasted like somethin i never even tatsted before. It made my throat and organs and intestines so warm! 

‘I love this juce watisit?! Its even beter than koolaid!’

‘That’s champagne gurl.’









I ran away from my shame and hid in a broom closet. I found a botle of soaps so i ate them to watsh my mouths from these alcohols. It maked me gagged sobad liek i was chokin on somethin. It reminded me o my uncle for som reasen but i cant remember why even. He was ded anyways now so idosnt mater.

I finally detcided that it was time for me to come out of the closet. But not like tylar or joee or conner or hana cuz im not a lebenese.

They were now playin the song wach me wip that naynay that i made a vidio of lassmonth. So i starred doin it two and i was goud but i saw that GOZELL was TWERKIN the PORN WAY!!! I went to hide her butticle cracks but even more peepol startd twerkin like that so i new that i had to scar them to stop it. So i took my gun and pushed it into glodzels butt.

She started screeming but lukily stoped twerkin and all the others stoped to. 

Someone said ‘shoud we call 911?’

So i yelld at him ‘yarite these aren even the rite lyricts! Youll now it wen i cover it tomorow on my tchanel’

Sins the scare worked goodly enough and fast, i detcided that it wasn netcetsary to shoot the gun anymor so i took it bak from glodzels butt and licked it to remove the crusts on it. Besides that i was savin the shoots for something elts. Somone else, shoud i say it.

As i wakd away, i herd glozell muter ‘Next time you shove a dildo up my butthole, I’m shoving three down all o’yours, you bitch.’ I wondered hootchie was talkin to, and wat didlo means. Im shur i once ate one o these before. They tatsted squitshy thou.

Wen wazzis wedin even gona start?! Im getin tireded.

An sudenly, my qwetshen was ansered. A voitse said ‘Joshua and Colleen’s wedding ceremony will begin in a moment! Please re-enter the church and take a seat to share this special moment with them!’

Finaly. It was time.

They wanted a speshel moment? Ill give it to them. ill make it s


o speshel it woud be unfergotable even.

Ho ho ho.



As some of you may know, last week I threw a complete tantrum because I dropped my phone in soapy water, and I thought it was ruined for good.
However, by some kind of Miracle (and 70$), it was fixed!!! All my posts are still here, best of all, THIS FANFIC IS NOT LOST! So I’ll be posting as usual 🙂
Let’s go!!



I woked up the nest day feelin retsted. But also revendge. I new what i had to do.

I sat up, eated some of my weddin gifts meats, and drunk the botle of dr. peper that i founded on the streats. But it was SPITCY!!! As i spitt it out and wiped my mouse with my pants, i finaly undestood why its calld ‘dr PEPPER.’ 

I took the gifs and the carkiys and and got in the car to drive it. It was a goud drivin UNTIL i ran out of GATS!!! So i stoped at the gastayshen and filed the car with the gas. But the gastayshen man told me he wanted moneys for the gatses! And i said ‘what the even heck its juts gas whydyou even want money for it?! Ill give u gats myself if u want it’ so i tooted my gases in his fatce. Sudenly he seemed to turn green, and in the road signs green mean that your free to go. So i goed. I also heared someone singin ‘call 911 now!!’ again and i thout wow this seams to be a prety popplar song lately i shoud probly make a cover of itt on my chanel tomoro.

I kept drivin to my detstinatshen. And then i saw it: a churtch decortated with wite baloons and ribons and rozes. 

A weddin moosic was playin from inside. Peeple were cumin. 

There was my atstistant raichel there. THAT TRAITOR!!!1! I was gona fire her sogoud later. 

Altso there was chris the madgitchen and his dauter bayley. I swored that im never even gona do a madgik trik with him anymor and il never even sing a frodzen song with bayly ever again. Thatll show em to cum to my exes weedin.

Wher wasshee… Where washshee… I coudn find her… Where watshe…

And finaly i saw her: a wedin drets on herself, a wite bokay of flowers in her hands, a curly black hairs on her heads, a hudge nose, a wrinkles… There she was. The one ive been lookin for. The one wholl be sory she even essisted.



3 Days Quote Challenge! Day 1

I was nominated by Shivani. for this challenge. Thank you so much! I appreciate it a lot.

The rules of the challenge are real simple;
1)Thank the person who nominated you.
2)Post a quote for three consecutive days.
3)Nominate three new bloggers each day.

I’m going to start with the most iconic quote ever:


One can not post one Miranda quote and ommit all the other gems.





I know it’s supposed to be 1 quote every day, but I really couldn’t help myself.

For today I’m going to nominate:

Until tomorrow, with a new quote 😀



Well yes, technically it’s Saturday, but like it’s an hour late, just bear with me here.
Fanfic Fridays continue with Adventures With Miranda Sings!

Part 5: Miranda Gifts The Meats!


I had one goal: to ruwin jotchuas and cleens wedding days. invited or not invitaed, i was goin there. 

But firs, i had to bring a gifts for them becuase thats the traditshen and im a well rased critshen girl. So i went to a one dolar tshop and seartched for something to gift them. I found a scarscrow, a tshelll, a iBall, a cat, a boy, a magnet, eieughh, a dutst, one o these, and hairs. I put them al in my emty natshur box that i got for utube promotshen but that tatses discustin. Then i went to the growsrey tshop and got them some meats. Weiners becysae there my favrit. unfortshnetly i dint have enuf moneys to pay for al the meet so i decide to sing for the grotsry tshop workers insted of monny. So i begined ‘Honhonhonn my name is meurandaeuuuuu and im so bootifulk and lutshesss my lisstick is bootiful and my hairss are hairyy i have lots o baes and im goin to kill them if theyre cheetin on meee like jotchuaaa and altso ill kil u if your dresing like pornn and show ur skins and chesticle crakss and altsoo-‘ but then they screemed thigns like ‘OKAY STOP IT YOU CAN LEAVE’, ‘PLEASE JUST GO AND TAKE WHATEVER YOU WANT BUT SHUT UP!’, and  ‘THAT GIRL IS MENTAL’ so i left them quikly becuaes peepol were startin to take out ther phones and i said ‘no pittshurs pleese no piktshers’ becaus i was so femous. As i left i herd someone singin the skikrellex song ‘Someone call 911 now!’ Finlaly i left and the las gift was a free odiobook from audable.cum whichis the leedin provider of audiauboks with over a hunred fitty THOUSANDS bocks. 

Havin goten my gifts redy, i went to sleep in a cave with the birds and the skies. 

It was goin to be a big day tomoro.


Siblinghood of the World Award!

Hello! It is time for another award, the Siblinghood of the World Bloggers Award! By the way, thank you for changing Sisterhood to Siblinghood. I appreciate it.

I was nominated by both calliopethebookgoddess and anonymoustallulah, and they are both very very nice people with incredibly entertaining blogs.

Let’s get started!

The Rules

Thank the blogger who nominated you and link to their blog in your post.

Answer the questions that the blogger who nominated you has provided.

Nominate ten other bloggers (or up to 10).

Create ten questions for your nominees and notify them of their nominations.

Calliope’s Questions:

1. Pick a book for every letter of your first name.

This is a hard one! Let’s see.

Anthony Adverse by Hervey Allen (which also happens to be my actual name)

Notre Dame de Paris by Victor Hugo

The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins

Hyperbole & a Half by Allie Brosh

Oliver Twist by Charles Dickens

N or M? By Agatha Christie

Year of Wonders by Geraldine Brooks

2. What’s the tenth book on your shelf?

A very nice french book called Le Roi De La Forêt Des Brumes 

3. What are you currently reading?

Since the day I started this blog, I’ve been rereading Harry Potter. I couldn’t find the time to continue in the past few weeks because of school (6 TESTS NEXT WEEK GOSH) but I picked the Half-Blood Prince up yesterday and read the last few chapters, I still have the very last that will take me a couple of minutes, and then it’s off do Deathly Hallows! (The only one I still haven’t read in English)

4. Would you rather get a book signed, or get a free book?

IS THIS A REAL QUESTION?! OF COURSE I WANT A SIGNED BOOK! Free books aren’t hard to come by. But a signed copy of Harry Potter? OR SELP-HELF?! I’d die.

5. Who is your fictional crush at the moment?

At the moment, at all moments, Hermione Granger. Love you bae.

6. What is the biggest book on your shelf (Page number wise)

Anthony Adverse, with way over 1100 pages. I was planning to sell it at a bookyard but I discovered that it’s a classic so imma read it sometime. I honestly don’t know how, but I will.

7. What is the smallest book on your shelf (Page number wise)

I have too many children’s books to count which is the smallest, but there are some with little over 100 pages.

8. Do you have a ship that you called would sail from the moment you met the characters?

Hazel and Augustus, duh.

9. What is a series that you just couldn’t finish?

Artemis Fowl. I need to get back to it tho.

10. What is your name backwards?

You could just read the first letter of every book from the first question, from last to first, and there you have it 🙂

Rogan’s questions:

1.Have you read a Brandon Sanderson book? If not, you should.

Alright then, I will 🙂

2.Review the last book you read using only words that begin with b.

Barry Botter band bhe Balf-Blood Brince bis bone bof by bavorite books bof ball bime. Boldemort’s back btory bis bo baptivating, band Bumbledore’s beath bas bone bof bhe bost biconic biterary boments  bin bistory BIMO.

I don’t think that was the question, but meh.

3.What colour would you say describes you as a person and why?

Let’s say white, even though technically it’s not a color.

People who don’t know me think I’m nothing more than a plain old nerd who does nothing but study, but once you get to know me you discover that I’m a combination of loads of colors. I have many hobbies, and many sides to my personality. 

4.If you imagine your life a year from now, where do you hope to be?

Writing this blog, with a hopefully bigger audience, listening to Gaga’s newest album, studying my favorite subjects, with the same friends, and maybe even a girlfriend (DOUBT IT)… I don’t really want much to change to be honest.

5.Have you ever made your own bookmarks? If you have, show us a few!

Yes, but they were gifts. They’re currently not with me.

6.Choose two IRL friends and describe what makes them special to you. Take a moment to appreciate them. Why don’t you write down what you said and give it to them? Spread some kindness, it will do everyone some good.

The first one, who’s probably reading this, is the nicest girl, who helped me with a lot, was always kind (except when you know I ruffled her feathers a bit). We’ve spent hundreds of boring days chatting and talking about nothing and everything. She’s a bookworm and Potterhead such as me, but HATES Miranda which is fine kinda. She also adores Eminem and biology.

The second, who for my sake I hope he never reads this blog again, is a hilarious guy who’s been my buddy since 9th grade. He does have some annoying quirks (like criticizing everything), but overall he’s a good person. He likes Imagine Dragons and alternative music (although he does have a past with the likes of Nicki Minaj), and we both love TV shows like Big Bang Theory and Breaking Bad. Also, his birthday is this week!

Oh and there’s no way I’m letting anyone know about this. Forget it gurl.

7.Where would you like to go this winter?

We never ‘go’ anywhere. I’m staying home bae. I ain’t complaining tho.

8.Apple or Samsung?

Are you kidding? Samsung. Downloads bruh.

9.Do you prefer funny books or sad books?

They’re both brilliant if done well, but tragic if not. Imma say funny books because let’s spread some more positivity into the world.

10.Do you ‘do favourites’? My mum doesn’t. I’ll tell you a story: When my mum was five, she was asked by a teacher what her favourite colour was. She said she didn’t have one. The teacher’s response was that all five-year-olds have a favourite colour. So my mum said: “Yellow” and as the teacher began to look triumphant, my mum added, “with red spots.”

First of all, your mom slays. Second, I also have a very hard time picking favorites. It drives me mad because I always feel bad for the things I didn’t pick and I don’t want them to be hurt that I didn’t pick them! This is sad.


Phew!! That was fun 🙂

My questions are:

1. What is your favorite TV show, of all time and at the moment?

2. If you could get rid of one character from Harry Potter, who would it be and at what point of the story?

3. On a scale from Cockroach Clusters to Chocolate Frogs, HOW EXCITED ARE YOU FOR HARRY POTTER AND THE CURSED CHILD?!?!  (I swear not all my questions are HP related)

4. Pick one song you would want to haunt your worst enemy forever.

5. What’s your favorite type of furniture? 

6. Yellow. Table. Sea water. Cable. Dishwasher. 72. Slay. Poop. Necki Menij. Use these words in one cohesive paragraph (as cohesive as Necki Menij and Dishwashers get, anyway).

7. The fate of the world lies in your hands, unfortunately you’re a loser. You decide to give the  responsability to one fictional character. Who is it and why?

8. Is there a country you’d absolutely hate to visit?

9. Look out of your window and write down 10 things you see. You may use more windows in case you don’t see enough things.

10. Are you doing this blog post instead of something else way more important in your life?


My nominees are: (these are new people I’ve recently e-met + older blog friends)





Vivy Potter


I honestly can’t wait to read all your answers!! If you’ve already done the award and don’t want to repost, you can answer the questions in the comments section if you have time 🙂 

Also feel free to answer any questions you like down there, I honestly nominated the people that came to my mind first. I’d nominated the whole blogging community because y’all are great but I don’t think that’s possible.

Thanks for reading!