Monday, February 14, 2011
It never ends.
I thought whatever happened back then was because I was being a bitch, a difficult friend/person. I thought that coming to SIM would change that, new approach to life, to school and to making friends. A clean slate basically.
Well, apparently not so, it follows me, no matter where I end up. People tend to judge me before getting to know me. People already bitching about me before talking to me at all. And to think that I honestly thought that the problem was me. I guess not.
People seem to be intimidated by me, and my clique of friends. So much so that they need to be bitching, and laughing. Not that I care really, I used to care, then I thought that it wasn't my fault, so why should I give a shit, right?
I really should start to get used to people talking shit about me and my friends all the time.
Haters gon' hate,
bitches be crazy,
right?
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Once upon a long long time ago.
Phone rings*
Answered the phone
Boy: Hey, look outside your window.
Girl looks out, and sees Boy downstairs with his bicycle.
Girl: Omg, what are you doing here?!
Boy: To eat with you, come down baby.
Friday, February 11, 2011
I stumbled upon...
My old Friendster account. And all the pictures inside, are to be burnt and never be seen. Besides embarrassing pictures, there are pictures like these:
Jack and the Volleygirls were my life. McFly on the green post it, ah classic.
Man I fell in love with. ♥ Wah, so hot and sexy can? Would totally tap that. Hahahahaha.
Why you no talk to me =/
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Pent up inside.
I'm annoyed because:
- it's her.
- he'll never meet me just for dinner, on a night out.
- it's just the two of them.
- they barely spoke to each other in school, now want to come have dinner all.
- I'm a jealous bitch
- I never met a guy just to have dinner.
- she likes to borrow other people's boyfriends.
- he's not replying me, or maybe I didn't reply.
- he ruined my day.
- it's her.
Don't come and act friendly with me all after the obvious fact that you didn't liked me very much, then now come and dinner with my boyfriend.
Cold War.
Monday, February 07, 2011
Incest, why would people do things like that?
Seriously? Why are things like these happening? Who would agree to sleep with her father? Unless her father is Kaka, or Beckhams, or Lampard, or Ian Somerhalder, or Ed Westwick. What is wrong with these people? What's worst is that the daughter used this incident to blackmail her father because she cannot go overseas to study. Got her father arrested, and jailed. Now she's in deep shit too. She no brain, or what? WHO WOULD SLEEP WITH HER FATHER? WHO? Goodness. Something is wrong with her brain, values, morals, brain and brain.
Saturday, February 05, 2011
Writer's block: When your imaginary friends refuse to talk to you.
Why, why, why does this always happens when I'm trying to finish my work? I have so many points, but it's just not coming out. I need to complete 1000 words, and all I've done is 6.2%, oh yes, I calculated the percentage of work I completed. Because nothing intellectual is being done, I feel super annoyed I need to punch somebody's stupid face. I'm trying to rant in hope that after all these frustrations are out, intelligent things will flow and hence completing the other 93.8% of my work. I would rant to the people who asked me to rant at them, but I shall not be a burden. Ranting here is as good, no? They will eventually read it, I guess. Doesn't matter. I think I'm just crazy tired after all the visiting today. Why do I still gotta visit some more tomorrow, and on Sunday. Why so many people to visit? Why can't they just post the red packets to my address? Why so many distractions online? Why Tumblr always suck me in when I need to do work? I keep getting distracte...
Friday, February 04, 2011
Wednesday, February 02, 2011
Meltz my heartxzxzx
I'm sucha sucker for guys like this. Awesome voice, plays instruments really well, and looks handsome. But the thing about guys like these, is that they are always gay. What a waste. I'm pretty simple actually, totally swooned when guys start singing to me. Hahahaha.
Tuesday, February 01, 2011
Finally.
Hi, so I've decided to make today clear-out-my-shelves day. I thought it'll be easy, just throw out everything since it's been there for so long and I've barely took a second look at the things on the shelves. Right? Just throw. But... I'm sucha sentimental person, I started to find things like:
A photograph of Mother and I in Brisbane when I was in primary 5/6(?) That is a real Koala by the way, heavy like a cow, smelly like pig's crap, claws sharp like eagle's clutches. Oh, farmer's hat and fake long braids there. SAILOR MOON JEANS. No shit, i was such a cute girl. //wrists
Told you the long braids were fake. Hahahahaha. I had mad short hair, like boy short.
2008 school diary. Pimped to the max. About 2 years into the relationship with Jack, still very much obsessed with Jack, which you'll come to realize later when you see the contents. Crazy over doodled post it notes all over. Obsession with ladybugs and strawberry pocky.
30th August 2008. Picture says it all. No idea what was with the silly stickers.
Here's a typical page of out my 2008 school diary. I had fun reading all the crazy, silly things in there. 2008 was one helluva year for me, I prolly won't realize it if I didn't chance upon this school diary.
07A1(2008) The year I retained in year 2. Class photos. Spot me. Not sure if you can click to enlarge, no harm trying though. Oh and, I wasn't always this fair and fat. Back then I was pretty tanned and quite skinny. Okay, very skinny compared to now. Ah yes, I was still the girl Jack fell in love with. //wrists
So instead of throwing out stuff, I find myself keeping them all. Again and again and again. Someday, someday I'll learn to part with all these silly things.
Okay, off to rummage through more rubbish in my shelves!
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