OMG eeew! When I was in first grade my teacher looked at my hands and told me to go wash them, so I did then like a few minutes later she yelled at me because I didn't wash them, I tried to explain that it wouldn't come off but she INSISTED that it was marker. Dumb witch also tried to send me to the office for wearing mascara. LOOK BLONDY JUST BECAUSE I GOT HOT LASHES DOESN'T MEAN THEY'RE FAKE! Sometimes I get a little upset about it....

touche bleeeeach but the remnants do not leave a floral pattern for all to see...lol

chinks always made fun of me cause i was brown, so ofcourse they went the ghandi route...so in defence i said " i rather be brown and ghandi than have paper cut eyes, and when i smile atleast i can see"...shut them mother #$#$ UP...since then i was a cool brownie and got respect...i miss them JR high days

lol...on eid or weddings my mom used to always put mehndi on me..i LOVE mehndi..but those a$$holes used to say it looked like i wiped my butt with my hand :(

from kindergarten to second grade i used to take a cheese bus to school...and in a neighborhood of only jews and italians i stood out like a sore thumb..however to share my pain there was another kid named Mohsin...everyday on the bus the older white kids used to be like "make the gandhi's sit together..they love each other and are getting married"...and then they used to make smooching noises while me and Mohsin sat quietly next to each other...one day i started crying and Mohsin was like "dont worry you don't have to marry me..dont cry"...awwwwwwww...how cute was he!...

on the flip side...my mom had an arch-nemisys when she was lil named Sultana...or as mom called her "Sultana Sultana..Chootar ka daana"...lolol funny EVERY time i say it