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  • Friday, September 30, 2011 @ 10:24 PM | comment (0)

    anyone wanna read a post that is actually something about me instead of me sounding like a bitch? then you'll have to click see more. oh and i'll be back only on sunday so. yeah.

    let's make it more emotional. and italic seems to always work right, this is probably the one and only post that is  personal. how ironic is it to have only one personal post on a personal blog right, but i don't trust the internet. if you made the choice to read , then you better be prepared.

    so my life.
    i can't say i've been through more than others, cause there is the factor of the African kids and the poor, the dying, the hungry, the ones who are praying to be able to open their eyes tomorrow. so no, i've been through nothing more than what a normal human should go through. but your life might have been better than mine. 


    you know how people say secondary school life is the best period of your life? 
    i, on the other hand, disagree with that statement. no, secondary school life is definitely not the best period of my life. you know when the best period was? when i was a freaking toddler and all i had to do was smile, walk, let people carry me, get presents, get hugs, get kisses, get attention, THAT was the best period of my life. THAT was  when humans are the purest, the most innocent beings they can EVER be. 


    let us move on to secondary school life. 
    you see, my secondary school life was nowhere near a walk in the park, no. it was filled with drama, drama and drama. scratch that, it was overflowing with drama. 
    "That is because you're a bitch, you can't blame others."
    i fully agree with that. but take a moment to consider the fact that when you were a child, a tiny being, who was a bitch? 
    was crying because your cousin took your toy being a bitch? 
    was throwing a tantrum in order to get what you wanted being a bitch?
    no, it was called tactic, it was called trying to get something by either annoying the shit out of your parents, or embarrassing them, until they decide to get what you want.


    now see, when you are in secondary school, your life mainly revolves around these things/people:
    1. family is of utmost importance
    2. your social circle
    3. infatuations
    4. relationships
    5. results


    and maybe money , but that doesn't really count. 
    my family is okay la, i am fortunate in that area. so your life pretty much sucks if that doesn't go your way. then yes, you have been through more than happy kids with good luck, but not normal people. cause what is normal anyway?


    so to be honest, if you hadn't known yet, i'm not the best with girls. 
    truth be told, guys>girls. not relationship-wise, but friends-wise. if you are a girl, you probably know what i am talking about. if not, then i'll let your imagination run wild. throughout the four years of my secondary school education, i can easily say i flipped out with one girl each year starting from secondary two. like one major one, the rest are just meh. cause we end up fine. and you know what the best part is? 


    sometimes, it's either you're in the clique, or you're not. and if you dislike someone who is influential, please kiss goodbye to having a huge social circle, because what you are going to be left with, is people who judge you in the corridors. i do not claim to be the best human being on  Earth. in fact, when i get my bitch on, i'm so mean i sometimes wonder what the hell i have become. 


    but if having tons of friends around you is an essential in your life, i advice you to either find goodie two shoes, or if you have bad luck and get together with all those , you know, kind of friends, you gotta suck it up. your friendship, in other words, is to the expense of your own happiness. suck it up, say "it's okay." you will have tons of friends, no worries. if you have good luck and get the best humans on Earth, then good for you. i envy you.


    next would be, probably the thing that occupies your brain the most - infatuations, crushes, likes. and no they are not the same. you know, if we never heard of "falling in love", how many of us would, until now, have not found the opposite sex attractive? and let's be real, how old are we? do you seriously, from the bottom of your heart, think you can maintain something as fragile, as simple, as complicated, as delicate as a relationship? and do you really expect it to last? 


    you probably do know i've never been anywhere near being in a relationship. nowhere near, nowhere near having a guy ask me and me considering it, no. so i can't like, you know, say anything about it. but to the people like me, who are like what, sixteen and forever alone, let's be pessimistic for a second and think of it this way, you did not waste your first relationship on someone who did not appreciate you. you have a higher possibility of meeting THE right one in your first relationship. eh, doesn't that sound appealing, no?


    let's get personal with this. honestly, i've only like two guys, ever. the other two were like, meh. and out of all the four, look how lucky i am, none of them liked me back. or let's say it this way, it never ever worked out. same shit, different guy. and haha, i like guys ranging from jerks to guy i would never ever ever have thought , or let myself, set my eyes on or fall for. 


    and i'm not the most secretive person in the world, so i whine a lot, i rant a lot. and always, ALWAYS, the friend will say "you got decent guys who want you but you don't want them."
    and my reply will never change.


    they are decent and i admit, the guys i like are er. not very decent la okay, but if i do as the statement suggests, then isn't it like trying to get into a r/s? isn't it just like, i don't know, desperate? i can't say i can look at couples and be perfectly , hundred percent okay with it, no. there will be this tinge of envy, this sprinkle of jealously , and this train of why-am-i-not-that-lucky? , oh-look-they're-cute-together, oh-hey-the-guy-is-so-sweet, oh-look-i'm-forever-alone. if you can't relate to it then you're probably one of the people who make people have that kind of thoughts. so yeah.


    results just , either you work hard or you don't. results is NOT based on fate, it is NOT. i was supposed to write a rant but it came out like advice. so meh. i doubt anyone read that, but yeah. so long, secondary school life, i'm going to wave goodbye to you very , very soon.


    for better or for worse.