What Teenagers Write In Their Wills/Testaments.

Hii guys. I’m late. Same old, same old! So this topic: it highlights teenagers and their nature of sharing and caring. What kind of priorities they’ve at this age and also what’s important to them!

“I own nothing. I came NAKED, I’ll go naked.” – Mohsin Hasan.

“Pre funeral:
Give all my stuff to my mom since she wanted to discard EVERTHING I owned. Give my hard disk to   Robert Downey Jr, more pictures of him than he has ever seen. Tell all my crushes that I had a crush on him. Bury me in pajamas.

Post funeral:
Check me In as: Chilling at --- Grave.

Update my status every week.” – Sanober Jamil.

“Okay so, my Walkman goes to, umm well there are a lot of takers. Hahaha! I guess I’ll hide my Walkman so it’ll be like a legacy. :P
I’d give my guitar to I guess, Bashar (my brother). I’ve no money but judging by the fact that I’ve hundred bucks in my pocket. That shall be divided equally between my family and friends. ^_^” – Nazar Ul Huda.

“Let’s see: bury my Xbox with me. Delete my Facebook account and Ashad (my brother) doesn’t get my room.” – Syed Wasif Bukhari.

“Something about how my pesky yet loveable sisters don’t get any of my clothes or shoes. :P” – Aamna Motala.

Rubab Abbas’s Will (made by Haider Malik) :

“Room posters to Alee (her brother).
 Favorite *something* to umm charity. ;)

iPod to Haider Malik. B)

Clothes to Rida Shah (Her somewhat best friend).
Last poop to Hussain Mustansir (her friend).

Your Sheesha (Hubble Bubble) to Fiza Tunio (her good friend).

Your glasses to Haider Malik :p

I’ll divide everything else to your friends.

Oh oh! And the last middle finger to your enemies.

Done? :p”

“All my watches should go to Tahir Ghauri (my best friend) and all my clothes should remain in my closet. :P” – Saba Jamil.

“Give all my stuff to Rubab. :p” – Haider Malik.

“Lol :P :P.

First comes my phone. I want my phone to go with me in the grave. It’s just my PROPERTY. I’d want my room to become a guest room. I’d give my PSP to my cousin. I’d want my clothes to be donated at a Charity Centre. A “Sorry” and a “Thank-you” message to be read out loudly for my family. Lastly, I want Rubab to give some last memorable messages to people special to me as she’s one of them.”

– Shanza Zubair.

Awkward Omegle Chats.

Hey people! I know I’m very late with my blogging cycle but I’ve a life too! I’ve been pretty busy. So this time the topic is a bit awkward because I mean, who am I kidding? I’ve had the worst of it from everyone. Ninety percent of the people on my Friend List don’t know what Omegle was! It was pretty exasperating. To be honest, I don’t like asking questions and not getting answered back with a satisfying response. But at the brighter side, I had a few laughs over some perverted chats. Anyway enough of the mumbling, I’ll go on like the usual routine, starting with my own awkward chat. *winks*

“ Me *all hyped up with some chocolate* : HEEEEY! YOO DAWG!
 Stranger: Hey! What’s up?
 Me: Umm nothing much yo! Just doin’ your old fun mom.

 Stranger: My mom is dead. -.- :’(
*I leave the conversation and slowly walk away*. – Me.

“With a Turkish poet who wanted me to listen to his/her poetry.” – Sanober Jamil

“With a blonde. Why?” – Safwan Khanzada.

“Stranger: Hello

You: Whatsup, niggah?
Stranger: I like rusty spoons
You: I like your mom.
Stranger: Creative.
You: I'm Shakespeare, bitch. Duh, Im creative.
Stranger: I made you a friend hat.
You: I made you a rope. Go hang yourself.
Stranger: Alright. But first I must caress this rusty kettle.
You: Indeed. Do that. Send your girl friend over while you're at it.
Stranger: I have no girlfriend. Only spoons. And fish” – Arvin Anoop

“Stranger :Heeeeey
Me: IS THAT YOU KEVIIIIIIIINNN ? 
Stranger *disconnects*” – Faseeh Ul Haq.

“I flirted with an Indian guy. He asked me what I was wearing and what were my biological measurements. Then I abused his family.” – Haider Malik

“Dude they just go weird like a kid started writing Pokemon song lyrics again and again” – Moiz Ahmed.

          “No one wants to talk to me 

           All they wanna do is exchange nudes. :’( ” – Irum Alam

“ Sick talk to a girl!” – Faizan Khan.

“I'll tell you briefly.
Once a girl said "Hi"
Got done with all the greeting formalities and asked me for a favor.
On inquiring what was it she wanted she asked for my hotmail password and id since she was having some issues with her hotmail.
Obviously on declining her request she asked me to mail her id and password on *windows-live* complaint id. I did.. and viola MY ACCOUNT GOT HACKED!” – Farwah Hussain Anyways, I had lots of fun doing this. I'm sure I'll blog more. Bye, Rubab.