Help Me

Rare Coincidence

I laugh as I watched an old video of me and my two best friends having a pizza eating competition.
We always used to have different competitions whether it be food related, or about sport, or looking the absolute strangest, and I could relive every one of those memories since I have all of them recorded on my few, various colored cameras. I have a tendency to film and photograph memories for some reason.

I have all of my cameras on a shelf above my desk lined up perfectly. On those shelves I also had numerous photos of me and my best friends, Olivia and Sam, and my family, my mum, dad and my little brother, Josh. There is also three wooden letter. T, I and A. I guess that you've figured out what my name is by now. It's Tia, Tia Parker.
I love saying that since I sound like James Bond.

As the video was about to play the part where Sam took a slice of pizza and smashed it in Liv's face, my dad called me down for dinner.

I practically threw my camera away (not really, that bitch was expensive!), ok, more like placed it gently next to me on the bed, and ran down the two flights of stairs since we were eating my favorite food, pizza!

I skipped into the kitchen and bounced onto the granite island in the middle of the room and quickly like a ninja, took a slice of ham from the recently cooked Hawaiian pizza.

My dad laughed at my childishness while my mum just scolded me to get off the bench. I slowly slipped down the side and once I landed on the tiled floor I walked into the living room, then I took a run up and dived into the what seemed like, hundreds of pillows that were placed precisely on the grey couch. Let's just say that my mum was just a bit of an OCD freak.

I looked up from my position to see my brother giving me an applause for my spectacular performance. I stood up and did a bow, and before we knew it, we were both on the ground laughing in hysterics.

We stopped when someone coughed behind us so we tried to some what calm down. Dad gave us an amused look and I just wiped away some fake tears. He just rolled his eyes at me being dramatic and handed me the multiple slices of pizza that he was holding. He sat next to me as mum sat next to Josh, and we just spent the next hour eating pizza and making fun of the show, "The Bachelor".

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The next morning I woke up to myself falling out of bed. I huffed and looked up at my room, to figure out that it wasn't my room.
I was pretty confused for a second until I realized that I was in the living room. I must've fallen asleep on the couch while watching The Bachelor. You know how stupid that show is? I mean, it's just about a group of desperate women trying to gain the love of some unfortunate man who clearly hasn't heard of the term "dating" yet. Though it is somehow really funny.

Once I take into consideration that it's Monday morning and that I have school, I lazily get up off my butt and walk up to my room to get ready for school. Do you know how hard it is to walk up two flights of stairs when you are tired? Let me just tell you, it's pretty hard!

Opening my door, I get greeted with the scent of pears and trudge over to my ensuite to have a nice hot shower.
And let me tell you something, pears actually smell pretty good.

After savoring the feeling of hot water soothing my skin, I turn off the water and hop out of the shower feeling clean... and wet. I dried myself off and walked out of my bathroom in my favorite fluffy white towel, and my feet led me into my walk-in closet.

So my question for you is do you think I'm a girly girl who has to have every single piece of designer clothing, or am I a tomboy who doesn't care about her appearance?
Well to be honest, I would call myself a tomboy but I do like to look good. But you will never see me in a dress or a skirt, only if I'm literally forced to!