Home alone with the abomination

And so, for the first time in my fifteen years of existence, I've been left all alone at home with only my brother for company. Of course, we're having a gala time! (Meaning PlayStation, internet and t.v. marathons running wild) My parents have gone off to Singapore for a day, leaving me in charge of the house and my younger brother for one whole night. This is epic!

But of course, we did have our not-so-gala time last night. The appearance of  a humongous flying cockroach right on top of our heads as we were getting ready to sleep for the night totally ruined the atmosphere. With my brother urging me in the background (Mind you, he wouldn't step one foot inside the room), I armed myself with with a long broom stick and a slipper in hand, marching towards the dreaded abomination.
What followed was a series of me whacking the roach, Aaryan (my brother) coaxing me to do better (the nerve of him) and the roach scurrying along the walls, having a merry time, I'm sure. Finally, I managed to kill off the terror.

Ew. Roaches are so totally not in my books of great things of the world. Seriously, did you know that they can live without their heads? I mean, the only reason they die is because they don't have a way of getting food into their scrawny bodies. How horrible is this?

Oh, and I'm grateful for another thing. Thank God I didn't watch Paranormal Activity 3 yet, like I was supposed to with a group of my friends. I'm sure I wouldn't have slept a wink!

Let's just hope Mama and Papa have bought nice things in Singapore for me. I didn't kill the cockroach for nothing! ;)

Behind the scenes

So, who am I?

I am Nikita.

(Que awesome background music)

Girl going on sixteen, I'm a reader at heart (which is slowly turning into an obsession), a writer extraordinaire (ha, I wish!), a music lover (give me anything except heavy metal), and a food junkie. Not to mention, I love researching about the end of the world (morbid, but fascinating).

Oh, and I like to think of myself as gypsy, seeing as how my family has not stayed in a single place for more than five years. At the ripe age of three, I moved from India to Nigeria (yes, that little place in Africa) and then from there to Dubai (the land of awesome belly-dancing songs and dune bashing) and now I'm in Jakarta.

Writing started out as a relaxation, escalated into an addiction, turned into an obsession and is now my passion! I write short stories, am on the verge of completing my first full length novel and am forever searching the internet for writing competitions and giveaways. 

I also read. A lot. So much so that my mom has to give me a warning to stop reading for the day. Like I said, it's bordering on obsessing right now and getting a new Kindle has so not curbed it. :)

And so, the blog journey of Gypsy Niki has started.

Oh yeah, and welcome to my blog.