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5 Signs You And Your Sister Are Elsa and Anna from Frozen

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If you grew up with a sister, it is more than likely that you identified with either Elsa or Anna when the movie Frozen was released. It was my go-to movie when it first came out and honestly, I have lost track of how many times I have seen this movie. Frozen continues to give me the feels and because I have grown up with a sister, I could identify the relationship shared between the two. Here are 5 signs why you are Elsa (if you're the elder one) and why you might be Anna (if you're the younger one)...and why the relationship shared between you and your sister is very Frozen. 

1. When you were kids, you constantly asked her to play but she didn’t listen to you.

My sister and I have an age difference of nearly six years. Therefore, whatever games I was playing as a child did not really interest her. But things got better when we grew up. Our interests became similar, just like in Frozen.
2.She shares your love for chocolates. 

While I am always at the receiving end of lectures …

The Writing Desk: How To Be A Writer When You Have A Full Time Job

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I guess from the serious irregularity of posts on my blog, you guys realized that I had become so caught up with life that I didn’t get time to write a single blog post. The publishing house where I work, the boss keeps telling me I need to make time to write, and that I ought to schedule times in the week when I ought to just write down the blog posts. Another mutual friend believes that I don’t take my blog seriously enough.
Well, I do take my blog seriously. However, given the distance I have to travel every day and saddled with a job that makes me work from Monday to Saturday, it gets a little difficult. Writing is not something like managing social media. I’m sorry Mr. Hemingway, but I cannot just suddenly look at the clock decide it’s time to write, so I’ll sit and bleed at the typewriter. I agree that writing is somewhere between torture and fun, and honestly, had money not been the issue I’d have gladly rented out a room to sit and write.
Anyway, instead of being passive aggres…