One of Friends was turning eighteen and his parents were having a big party. They had rented this huge place that had rooms for us all to stay in and ...hen it had this big dance hall thing and they had this DJ guy set up in there with lights and music, they even had a bar but only dudes over eighteen were supposed to drink but some us under were able to get drinks too. I had a couple and was feeling pretty good. As the night went on things got pretty hot as there plenty of hot girls there. A ton. .. a guy!I am not a guy! Not now anyway! I was, but that's changed and you knowit! But, if you feel that way then maybe you better just go!"Well, he stormed out of the house, angry and confused, while I fell backand started sobbing. My overwhelming desire to become a female had cometrue, yet the very thing that I wanted most, that special someone tolove me for myself, not what I was, or wasn't, had just walked out thedoor, and probably wouldn't be coming back. I was a miserable wreck bythe time. There were splashes of dried paint of different colours on the walls and on the floor. An ancient worn-out couch sat on a corner of the room next to a messy table filled with already opened paint cans, brushes, little lumps of charcoal and various measuring equipments and stuff I couldn’t identify. At the far corner of the room, leaning by the wall stood several previously finished paintings, some of them were partly covered with dust. Graffiti and arcane symbols were scrawled recklessly on. Maine apne best friend Lisiya ko bhi saath lene ka sochi. Woh Bulgaria se thi aur woh Turkey pehle bhi ja chuki thi.Me- What is the best about Turkey, Liz?Lisiya- Turkish cuisine, places, beach and most importantly men!Me- Men?Lisiya- Yeah my girl, men. There are a few from whom you cannot move your eyes! But be prepared, Kanika, Turkish men choose only beautiful babes!Me-Ohh!Hum dono parlour gaye aur waha pe ghanto bitaya in makeup, hair cut,colour, facial,waxing etc. Lekin summer vacation.