Pineapple from the tin + Ribena = AWESOME
:D
'Nuff said.
:D
'Nuff said.
And that is the truth and nothing but the truth.
You may be joking when you say that. But the truth is, it cuts deeper than just being a joke. So much so that I now feel like I can't do it anymore.
Its not fair that you can say and laugh it off as a joke.
Its so unfair that you can just dismiss it and say all those things about me.
What I really want is your praise, encouragement...Anything to help keep me going. I'm already down as it is because of all the doubts I have about myself.
"Was it the right thing to do?"
"Did I make the right decision?"
All those doubts are already deeply rooted within me and all I wanted was encouragement.
Is that too much to ask?
Instead, you start joking about my inability to do and perform well.
Some people would take this in stride and try prove them wrong.
Ever thought that there will always be people who will crash and burn just because of that simple 'joke'?
I'm trying my best to prove you wrong. But if you were to weigh it on a scale, the proving you wrong part is slowly tipping to the other end of the scale.
The crash and burn part.
I really want to prove you wrong. But the more you say and do all these things to me, the less confident I become.
So far, only three people has given me the encouragement that I can do it. And out of those 3, there is 1 I don't really know, and the other 2 are nowhere nearby.
I guess all I want is someone verbally telling me..
"Pei Li. You can do it. So what if they're joking about your abilities. I believe you can do it."
Is that too much to ask?
You may be joking when you say that. But the truth is, it cuts deeper than just being a joke. So much so that I now feel like I can't do it anymore.
Its not fair that you can say and laugh it off as a joke.
Its so unfair that you can just dismiss it and say all those things about me.
What I really want is your praise, encouragement...Anything to help keep me going. I'm already down as it is because of all the doubts I have about myself.
"Was it the right thing to do?"
"Did I make the right decision?"
All those doubts are already deeply rooted within me and all I wanted was encouragement.
Is that too much to ask?
Instead, you start joking about my inability to do and perform well.
Some people would take this in stride and try prove them wrong.
Ever thought that there will always be people who will crash and burn just because of that simple 'joke'?
I'm trying my best to prove you wrong. But if you were to weigh it on a scale, the proving you wrong part is slowly tipping to the other end of the scale.
The crash and burn part.
I really want to prove you wrong. But the more you say and do all these things to me, the less confident I become.
So far, only three people has given me the encouragement that I can do it. And out of those 3, there is 1 I don't really know, and the other 2 are nowhere nearby.
I guess all I want is someone verbally telling me..
"Pei Li. You can do it. So what if they're joking about your abilities. I believe you can do it."
Is that too much to ask?
And that's why I uploaded this temp layout. May or may not keep it. We'll see.
Looks like the only reason I update my blog is when I wanna rant >.<
First up...
Do I look THAT unreliable?
Nobody seems to tell me things. Well...its kinda hurts my pride :p
The people around me prefer telling their secrets and stuff to other people around me. Its not that I mind much. But it does give me the impression that you think I can't keep a secret. And THAT is what really really hurts me. Hehe. Maybe I'm just too sensitive. But it hasn't happened just once. Its happened a few times.
Secondly...
I absolutely hate people who assume I know everything. They just tell me at the last minute or don't let me know at all. In the end, I find it out because someone else just randomly asks me, am I still going for this, do I know about this. Now THAT is that really irks me. Its happened plenty of times and though I don't show it, I really am pissed at that.
Like really pissed.
So therefore, I have an extremely short temper now. I'm pissed as I type this. I'm pissed just thinking about all the times it has happened to me. I'm pissed just trying to think about it.
Shows just how pissed I am.
Anyways, IMU ball a.k.a prom 's this saturday.
@.@
Finally got kinda used to wearing contacts. I didn't take one whole hour to put it on this time! :D
Just 30 minutes.
HEY! Improvement k! :p
Looks like the only reason I update my blog is when I wanna rant >.<
First up...
Do I look THAT unreliable?
Nobody seems to tell me things. Well...its kinda hurts my pride :p
The people around me prefer telling their secrets and stuff to other people around me. Its not that I mind much. But it does give me the impression that you think I can't keep a secret. And THAT is what really really hurts me. Hehe. Maybe I'm just too sensitive. But it hasn't happened just once. Its happened a few times.
Secondly...
I absolutely hate people who assume I know everything. They just tell me at the last minute or don't let me know at all. In the end, I find it out because someone else just randomly asks me, am I still going for this, do I know about this. Now THAT is that really irks me. Its happened plenty of times and though I don't show it, I really am pissed at that.
Like really pissed.
So therefore, I have an extremely short temper now. I'm pissed as I type this. I'm pissed just thinking about all the times it has happened to me. I'm pissed just trying to think about it.
Shows just how pissed I am.
Anyways, IMU ball a.k.a prom 's this saturday.
@.@
Finally got kinda used to wearing contacts. I didn't take one whole hour to put it on this time! :D
Just 30 minutes.
HEY! Improvement k! :p
I have every right to leave my blog red. :p
I'll change it when I have the time. Haha. No. I don't have the time now. I'd rather be typing junk for you guys to see than changing the layout.
First of all.
Growing up sucks.
Big time.
Major big time.
But hell, its part of life.
So, to anyone who's feeling a little down, you're not alone.
I'm hiding a painful past and present which is nothing to be proud of.
So to a certain someone, who is nicknamed snow white, you're not alone.
Let's strive to do our very best ya? :)
6th March 2010
P.S Yes Steph. I know chap goh mei has come and gone. I'm still not changing it yet :p
I'll change it when I have the time. Haha. No. I don't have the time now. I'd rather be typing junk for you guys to see than changing the layout.
First of all.
Growing up sucks.
Big time.
Major big time.
But hell, its part of life.
So, to anyone who's feeling a little down, you're not alone.
I'm hiding a painful past and present which is nothing to be proud of.
So to a certain someone, who is nicknamed snow white, you're not alone.
Let's strive to do our very best ya? :)
6th March 2010
P.S Yes Steph. I know chap goh mei has come and gone. I'm still not changing it yet :p
The title says it all.
Happy CNY guys :)
Happy CNY guys :)
They always say that animals are really sensitive to their surroundings and can detect stuff that humans can't. How would you react...if I told you this situation really happened to me?
I was just talking to a friend while standing, when her dog just stood up with the front paws on the couch, to lick my hand?
After that, the dog just walked away.
3rd Feb 2010
I was just talking to a friend while standing, when her dog just stood up with the front paws on the couch, to lick my hand?
After that, the dog just walked away.
3rd Feb 2010
Looks like this is but a huge step in growing up.
Separations are inevitable. Just because it will happen and it always happens, doesn't mean we don't feel a thing when it happens.
It always hurts.
No matter how happy a note we leave that person...no matter how much time we've tried to spend with that person before separating...
It always hurts.
On another topic, yes i'm random, sometimes there are things we can't tell because of how well we know that person.
For example...if you have a huge secret...you might feel ok telling it to someone whom you've only known for a year or two. But you would be dead afraid of telling it to someone whom you've known for nearly a decade. Or maybe this just applies to me. Who knows? Why am I afraid?
I'm afraid of rejection. Afraid that the person's point of view will change...just plain afraid that the person won't accept me. So very insecure and afraid...
My best friend told me this though. Sure. But you can also look at it both ways. Its because we're that close...that we know we can tell that person. That person will always be by your side, supporting your decision. Because I'm me. And no one else can replace me.
Also, if your best friend is a true friend through and through, he/she will only leave when you say, goodbye. I don't need you anymore. This was once again said by my friend.
How it really hurt me when I read this sentence. I told myself...I will never say that. Not only will it hurt my friend, it will deeply hurt me. A scar that will never heal. I would be devastated and it would kill me inside.
Well, that's what friends are for afterall. True friends stick with you through thick and thin. True friends would never get closer to you for something. True friends would never simply judge you. And true friends will definitely help you no matter what.
So far, all of my closest friends have gone overseas. Only a few are still around peninsular and another one is about to leave me soon.
I truly believe that everything happens for a reason. Maybe this is just another of His will. Its a sign telling me to learn how to stand on my own two feet. No more leaning and being fully dependent on someone else when I'm hurt. I would just have to deal with it. Sure, I can ease the pain by sharing it. But sometimes...I just have to keep it to myself.
Being hurt is a part of growing up. All the sadness and sorrow are also a part of life. Of course, with every action, there's an opposite and equal reaction right? With sadness and sorrow, there's always happiness and hope. Happiness by being truly alive, and hope for a better future.
Also, hope that we will meet again soon.
To all my friends who are overseas, do know that I truly cherished the times we had together. And that I miss you guys everyday. Gone were the days where I can just drop an sms or a phone call asking you guys out. However, with technology, sometimes, it feels like you guys are still in Malaysia.
So here's a wish and prayer. That you guys will stay safe and that we will meet in the near future.
Of course, to Tsing and Lai Mun who are just technically still in Malaysia, the above applies to you :p
Take good care guys :)
Love ya~
:D
27th Jan 2010
Separations are inevitable. Just because it will happen and it always happens, doesn't mean we don't feel a thing when it happens.
It always hurts.
No matter how happy a note we leave that person...no matter how much time we've tried to spend with that person before separating...
It always hurts.
On another topic, yes i'm random, sometimes there are things we can't tell because of how well we know that person.
For example...if you have a huge secret...you might feel ok telling it to someone whom you've only known for a year or two. But you would be dead afraid of telling it to someone whom you've known for nearly a decade. Or maybe this just applies to me. Who knows? Why am I afraid?
I'm afraid of rejection. Afraid that the person's point of view will change...just plain afraid that the person won't accept me. So very insecure and afraid...
My best friend told me this though. Sure. But you can also look at it both ways. Its because we're that close...that we know we can tell that person. That person will always be by your side, supporting your decision. Because I'm me. And no one else can replace me.
Also, if your best friend is a true friend through and through, he/she will only leave when you say, goodbye. I don't need you anymore. This was once again said by my friend.
How it really hurt me when I read this sentence. I told myself...I will never say that. Not only will it hurt my friend, it will deeply hurt me. A scar that will never heal. I would be devastated and it would kill me inside.
Well, that's what friends are for afterall. True friends stick with you through thick and thin. True friends would never get closer to you for something. True friends would never simply judge you. And true friends will definitely help you no matter what.
So far, all of my closest friends have gone overseas. Only a few are still around peninsular and another one is about to leave me soon.
I truly believe that everything happens for a reason. Maybe this is just another of His will. Its a sign telling me to learn how to stand on my own two feet. No more leaning and being fully dependent on someone else when I'm hurt. I would just have to deal with it. Sure, I can ease the pain by sharing it. But sometimes...I just have to keep it to myself.
Being hurt is a part of growing up. All the sadness and sorrow are also a part of life. Of course, with every action, there's an opposite and equal reaction right? With sadness and sorrow, there's always happiness and hope. Happiness by being truly alive, and hope for a better future.
Also, hope that we will meet again soon.
To all my friends who are overseas, do know that I truly cherished the times we had together. And that I miss you guys everyday. Gone were the days where I can just drop an sms or a phone call asking you guys out. However, with technology, sometimes, it feels like you guys are still in Malaysia.
So here's a wish and prayer. That you guys will stay safe and that we will meet in the near future.
Of course, to Tsing and Lai Mun who are just technically still in Malaysia, the above applies to you :p
Take good care guys :)
Love ya~
:D
27th Jan 2010
Yea...its going to be Feb. I know. Sue me :p
How time flies huh? Just imagine this...
13 years ago, I would be in primary school. Standard 1. I was really small in size and would always be bullied. Not exactly happy memories.
8 years ago and I'm in secondary school. Where I would meet friends whom I trust till this very day.
3 years ago. Started Taylor's.
2 years ago. Final year in Taylor's.
Last year. Started semester 2 in IMU.
Yea...how things have changed. How the people around me have changed.
Guess this is what you call maturity? xD
Or growing up :x
Also sad to see that nobody blogs anymore :x
Am I the only sad one? :p
26th Jan 2010
How time flies huh? Just imagine this...
13 years ago, I would be in primary school. Standard 1. I was really small in size and would always be bullied. Not exactly happy memories.
8 years ago and I'm in secondary school. Where I would meet friends whom I trust till this very day.
3 years ago. Started Taylor's.
2 years ago. Final year in Taylor's.
Last year. Started semester 2 in IMU.
Yea...how things have changed. How the people around me have changed.
Guess this is what you call maturity? xD
Or growing up :x
Also sad to see that nobody blogs anymore :x
Am I the only sad one? :p
26th Jan 2010
Tell me...when was the last time you just dropped whatever you were doing, and just stopped to smell the roses? I can proudly say the last time I did was just a few hours ago.
But of course that was just the most recent one :p
The one before this would have been a very very long time ago. Way back to when I was in high school I believe.
Sad huh? I know.
And even in high school itself, I remember it was in lower secondary.
Even sadder >_>
So...remember. We need a break sometimes. Time waits for no one afterall. What's past can no longer return. So many things I could have done...yet..
20th January 2010
But of course that was just the most recent one :p
The one before this would have been a very very long time ago. Way back to when I was in high school I believe.
Sad huh? I know.
And even in high school itself, I remember it was in lower secondary.
Even sadder >_>
So...remember. We need a break sometimes. Time waits for no one afterall. What's past can no longer return. So many things I could have done...yet..
20th January 2010
Life goes on for all of us. Despite everything that happens to you...despite all the hardships you go through, despite all the hurdles...
Time waits for no man.
So...live your life while you can. As the song Kris Allen goes, " We gotta live like we're dying".
If you have a thought, put it into motion.
If you have something to say, say it immediately, after thinking of the consequences.
If you have something to do, do it immediately. No point pushing it till the last minute right?
If you have something to love, love it with all your heart.
If you have something you miss, go and get it back.
Don't let the day past while you're filled with regrets :)
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Can someone help me with blogger? t.t I'm having trouble inserting a background again t.t The blue colour is too...melancholic :x
And I still can't fix the stupid date thing =.=
20th January 2010
Time waits for no man.
So...live your life while you can. As the song Kris Allen goes, " We gotta live like we're dying".
If you have a thought, put it into motion.
If you have something to say, say it immediately, after thinking of the consequences.
If you have something to do, do it immediately. No point pushing it till the last minute right?
If you have something to love, love it with all your heart.
If you have something you miss, go and get it back.
Don't let the day past while you're filled with regrets :)
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Can someone help me with blogger? t.t I'm having trouble inserting a background again t.t The blue colour is too...melancholic :x
And I still can't fix the stupid date thing =.=
20th January 2010
My new year starts now!
HAPPY NEW YEAR! xD
Let all the unpleasantness through out the 2 weeks since the 1st January 2010 get flushed out of my system.
11th January 2010
HAPPY NEW YEAR! xD
Let all the unpleasantness through out the 2 weeks since the 1st January 2010 get flushed out of my system.
11th January 2010
Why is that? I just can't seem to feel any emotions anymore.
I don't feel happy...
I don't feel sad...
I don't feel angry...
I don't feel disappointed...
I don't feel nervous...
I don't feel hate...
I don't feel love...
I just don't anymore. Looking back...I guess I started feeling this way back in form 3. By closing up my heart to everything, I shut everything out.
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Aaanyways, I'm on a baking spree! If it weren't for the fact that we still have my brother's birthday cake, plus all the cookies I recently baked...I would have moved on to gingerbread! But yea...=\
Leftovers.
And its all with chocolate chips! I mean...if there weren't any I would have offered some to my dogs :p They LOVE cookies. Haha. But honestly, my baking goes unappreciated in my house =.=
Especially my brother. He keeps complaining and yet he eats it =.=
Grrrr....
Sometimes I just feel so unappreciated =\
But hey, that's just me :p
I know it sounds kinda thick faced to say this but...would anyone like to try when i make another batch? :x
I promise you won't choke >.<
10 Januray 2010
I don't feel happy...
I don't feel sad...
I don't feel angry...
I don't feel disappointed...
I don't feel nervous...
I don't feel hate...
I don't feel love...
I just don't anymore. Looking back...I guess I started feeling this way back in form 3. By closing up my heart to everything, I shut everything out.
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
Aaanyways, I'm on a baking spree! If it weren't for the fact that we still have my brother's birthday cake, plus all the cookies I recently baked...I would have moved on to gingerbread! But yea...=\
Leftovers.
And its all with chocolate chips! I mean...if there weren't any I would have offered some to my dogs :p They LOVE cookies. Haha. But honestly, my baking goes unappreciated in my house =.=
Especially my brother. He keeps complaining and yet he eats it =.=
Grrrr....
Sometimes I just feel so unappreciated =\
But hey, that's just me :p
I know it sounds kinda thick faced to say this but...would anyone like to try when i make another batch? :x
I promise you won't choke >.<
10 Januray 2010
Heh. It sucks being a failure.
But I guess each failure is but a stepping stone in life.
Well...huge day today. Lol. Burnt a huge batch of cookies :(
Went IKEA and bought a new chair~
Too many things happening at once.
*SIGHHHH*
Ah well. Life moves on.
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Niways...here's my new year's resolution!
1. To keep my new year's resolution
2. Stop procrastinating
3. Always be on time. Try...aiming to reach the destination 30 minutes before the promised time
4. Stop buying story books until I finish reading all my new ones. *which might never happen*
5. GO JAPAN! :D
Number 5 might not happen this year though :x
8th January 2010
But I guess each failure is but a stepping stone in life.
Well...huge day today. Lol. Burnt a huge batch of cookies :(
Went IKEA and bought a new chair~
Too many things happening at once.
*SIGHHHH*
Ah well. Life moves on.
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Niways...here's my new year's resolution!
1. To keep my new year's resolution
2. Stop procrastinating
3. Always be on time. Try...aiming to reach the destination 30 minutes before the promised time
4. Stop buying story books until I finish reading all my new ones. *which might never happen*
5. GO JAPAN! :D
Number 5 might not happen this year though :x
8th January 2010
Goodbye 2009.
2009 was the worst year ever. To me anyway.
Why do I say that?
2009 was the year I failed and had to retake.
2009 was the year where most of my friends left to further their studies.
2009 was the year where I learned so many shocking news.
2009 was the year where Yasmin Ahmad passed away.
Also the year Michael Jackson passed away. Leaving behind a legacy.
Many more too have left us, leaving only a legacy.
2009 was also the year where I learnt so many truths.
Also the year I heard a lot of lies.
Everything has its own pros and cons. 2009 felt like a year full of cons.
This didn't exactly turn out the way I envisioned this post to be. Haha.
Hearing my family being hurt...getting myself feel hurt...Being hurt by people who I thought were my friends...
It hasn't been a pretty year. No siree. It hasn't.
Let's hope that 2010 brings with it good fortune and good luck.
The wind of change has to start blowing away all this misfortune.
2010 is a fresh start. The start of a new year. A new beginning.
Sorry for the emo starter :p
Happy New Year guys! :)
2009 was the worst year ever. To me anyway.
Why do I say that?
2009 was the year I failed and had to retake.
2009 was the year where most of my friends left to further their studies.
2009 was the year where I learned so many shocking news.
2009 was the year where Yasmin Ahmad passed away.
Also the year Michael Jackson passed away. Leaving behind a legacy.
Many more too have left us, leaving only a legacy.
2009 was also the year where I learnt so many truths.
Also the year I heard a lot of lies.
Everything has its own pros and cons. 2009 felt like a year full of cons.
This didn't exactly turn out the way I envisioned this post to be. Haha.
Hearing my family being hurt...getting myself feel hurt...Being hurt by people who I thought were my friends...
It hasn't been a pretty year. No siree. It hasn't.
Let's hope that 2010 brings with it good fortune and good luck.
The wind of change has to start blowing away all this misfortune.
2010 is a fresh start. The start of a new year. A new beginning.
Sorry for the emo starter :p
Happy New Year guys! :)
Looks like I didn't change my blog to suit the festive spirit xD
Sowie~
That being said, loads of things have changed since my last post.
Namely...
Exams.
Urgh. They're out to kill you. When you thought you're well prepared, they just jump right in front of your face, rearing their ugly sides, proving you wrong =.=
Anyways, evil thoughts aside, MEL'S BACK! :D
Welcome back Miss White ;p
I wonder if you've gained some weight and look less white than before xD
Funny thing was, Mel called me while I was in the drive-thru. The MCD's on the way back home.
Mel: PEI LI! ARE YOU DONE WITH YOUR EXAMS??
Me: Er...Yea. Just finished it.
Mel: GREAT! QUICKLY COME DOWN! WE'RE RIGHT IN FRONT OF IMU!! :D
Me:....Er....Mel...I left IMU like...10 minutes ago.
Mel: Oh... :(
Sorry mel :x You really should have told me earlier. Or called me 10 minutes earlier when I was still in IMU xD
Ah well. There's always the 31st ;D
And Yee Wen called too! :)
So touched that you thought of me after your trip ;D
And no. I wasn't thinking about gifts. Haha. But I appreciate the thought and effort ;)
Thanks for the penguin :p
Right guys. Gotta go study for OSCE =.=
Hope the SP's don't pull any funny stunts on me or I will personally scream, at them. After punching them. After crying in front of them. After strangling the lecturers so that they won't know.
If they're gonna complain to me about leg pain, tummy pain or just PAIN in general, or fatigue, I swear I'm gonna go all beserk.
Too bad it won't give me any marks :(
Btw, a belated Merry Christmas to my loyal fans xD
*cough cough*
29th December 2009
Sowie~
That being said, loads of things have changed since my last post.
Namely...
Exams.
Urgh. They're out to kill you. When you thought you're well prepared, they just jump right in front of your face, rearing their ugly sides, proving you wrong =.=
Anyways, evil thoughts aside, MEL'S BACK! :D
Welcome back Miss White ;p
I wonder if you've gained some weight and look less white than before xD
Funny thing was, Mel called me while I was in the drive-thru. The MCD's on the way back home.
Mel: PEI LI! ARE YOU DONE WITH YOUR EXAMS??
Me: Er...Yea. Just finished it.
Mel: GREAT! QUICKLY COME DOWN! WE'RE RIGHT IN FRONT OF IMU!! :D
Me:....Er....Mel...I left IMU like...10 minutes ago.
Mel: Oh... :(
Sorry mel :x You really should have told me earlier. Or called me 10 minutes earlier when I was still in IMU xD
Ah well. There's always the 31st ;D
And Yee Wen called too! :)
So touched that you thought of me after your trip ;D
And no. I wasn't thinking about gifts. Haha. But I appreciate the thought and effort ;)
Thanks for the penguin :p
Right guys. Gotta go study for OSCE =.=
Hope the SP's don't pull any funny stunts on me or I will personally scream, at them. After punching them. After crying in front of them. After strangling the lecturers so that they won't know.
If they're gonna complain to me about leg pain, tummy pain or just PAIN in general, or fatigue, I swear I'm gonna go all beserk.
Too bad it won't give me any marks :(
Btw, a belated Merry Christmas to my loyal fans xD
*cough cough*
29th December 2009
This christmas is gonna be a rather sad event for me :(
Not only do I have to suffer in the evil clutches of the evil that is known as the EXAMS OF IMU, or, EOI, or, EOS, as it is officially recognized by students and lecturers alike, but I would be celebrating Christmas with less people than before. Well, less close people than before anyways :p
With the old, comes the new. Same thing applies to my friends. With the old leaving me one by one, the new comes in too. As we grow up, the friends we make tend to be less close to us. We share less things and are not as intimate. Well, to me anyway.
But, I have vowed to change. One step at a time.
But I digress :p
Walking in the mall just last week with Lai Mun, Yan Leng and Tsing, made me realize how much I miss my friends who have left already. Of course, I am currently referring to two people who have always treated me well and loved me for who I am ;)
Dianne and Yee Wen :)
Passing by all the penguins that are being sold right now really made me felt it. Funny way huh? All my recent penguins were their gifts :p
Also, out of reflex, I would often look out for horsies, or anything unique that can be gifted. The former being Yee Wen's fave, and the latter being something Dianne would like.
Then it would slowly strike my mind.
How do I give it to them?
:(
Not a very happy thought during this festive season eh?
Doesn't help with all the little booths and stores placed strategically on the walkways in all major shopping complexes.
I guess I should thank my evil nemesis, EOS, for confining me to either IMU or home then :p
On the happier note, MELLY IS COMING BACK AFTER MY EXAMS! :D
Or should I say, during my exams :p
We were making so many jokes of how Lai Mun and Melly would miss each other in the airport and that their planes would somehow intersect. Haha.
Well Melly, you've given me a Christmas present already :p
Your return.
Awwww....so sweet :p
And mushy :x
15th December 209
Not only do I have to suffer in the evil clutches of the evil that is known as the EXAMS OF IMU, or, EOI, or, EOS, as it is officially recognized by students and lecturers alike, but I would be celebrating Christmas with less people than before. Well, less close people than before anyways :p
With the old, comes the new. Same thing applies to my friends. With the old leaving me one by one, the new comes in too. As we grow up, the friends we make tend to be less close to us. We share less things and are not as intimate. Well, to me anyway.
But, I have vowed to change. One step at a time.
But I digress :p
Walking in the mall just last week with Lai Mun, Yan Leng and Tsing, made me realize how much I miss my friends who have left already. Of course, I am currently referring to two people who have always treated me well and loved me for who I am ;)
Dianne and Yee Wen :)
Passing by all the penguins that are being sold right now really made me felt it. Funny way huh? All my recent penguins were their gifts :p
Also, out of reflex, I would often look out for horsies, or anything unique that can be gifted. The former being Yee Wen's fave, and the latter being something Dianne would like.
Then it would slowly strike my mind.
How do I give it to them?
:(
Not a very happy thought during this festive season eh?
Doesn't help with all the little booths and stores placed strategically on the walkways in all major shopping complexes.
I guess I should thank my evil nemesis, EOS, for confining me to either IMU or home then :p
On the happier note, MELLY IS COMING BACK AFTER MY EXAMS! :D
Or should I say, during my exams :p
We were making so many jokes of how Lai Mun and Melly would miss each other in the airport and that their planes would somehow intersect. Haha.
Well Melly, you've given me a Christmas present already :p
Your return.
Awwww....so sweet :p
And mushy :x
15th December 209
1 : the state of being friends
2 : the quality or state of being friendly
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
Part 1
'Its my first day, its my first day, its my first day...' , I kept chanting in my head. I was excited of course! As would any normal 7 year old would. It was my first day of school! But even with all that excitement, I felt a small twinge of dismay. Both mum and dad wouldn't be around because of their work. They had to work extra hard due to the recent downturn of the economy. Even grandpa and grandma wouldn't be around because they had to take care of my younger brother. Oh well...
Shaking my thoughts, I look around me. All of them are as excited as me. It was a whole bus load of 7 year-olds. There was a lot of chattering as people who knew each other started talking. Of course, being in a small town-like area, some people were bound to end up in the same primary school from kindergarten.
At last, the bus stopped. 'Finally!', I thought. As I got down, it seems everyone is just as excited as I am. Trying not to look at the children who have their parents in tow, I start looking for my class.
'HEY!', someone yelled. I turned around. A larger girl was running towards me. Then again, everyone was larger compared to me, due to my small stature. She panted after she caught up with me. 'Hey!', she exclaimed. 'Huh? Er...Yes?', I asked.
'Aww, c'mon. Don't you know me? I sat right next to you earlier! And I didn't get to ask your name either. My name's Hazel', she exclaimed while holding her hands out to shake mine.
'Er...Oh. Ehehe. Right. I'm Alexis', I blushed as I reached to shake her hand.
'Eh? Alexis? That sounds like a guy's name...Ah well. I'll just call you Alexis! Alright?' She grinned after shaking my hand.
'Er...sure? Why not?', I smiled.
'Oh yea!!! C'mon!! I know where our classes are! Let's go let's go!', she said while grabbing my hands and literally dragging me to my class.
'Here we are! Looks like this is our class!', she exclaimed.
'Er...eh? Ok.', I nod, a little disorientated.
I glanced the classroom. Half the class was already filled with students. Being 7 year-old, everyone was shouting, running, yelling, talking and just playing around. Occasionally, there would be 1 or 2 quiet ones who would just watch the entire thing while seated.
'C'mon! Let's get seated!'. Grabbing my hand, she dragged me again to 2 seats situated in the middle of the classroom.
'Mmm...'kay'. I put my bag down and continued looking at my surroundings.
My class was like any normal government school. The floor was just cement, smoothed up by the years of wear and tear. The walls were white, littered with graffiti and shoe marks. The windows were the individual glass panes, but dusty after all those years of neglect. However, the class still had a comfortable feel to it.
'Looks like I'll be just fine here' I thought to myself while smiling.
Little did I know...this was just the calm before the storm.
I was about to go through hell.
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
Short story to help keep my english in check. I think my english has deteriorated >.<
If you see any grammatical errors, assuming you actually read all the way here, please let me know :)
Critiques are welcomed.
Let the flamming begin.
8th December 2009
2 : the quality or state of being friendly
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
Part 1
'Its my first day, its my first day, its my first day...' , I kept chanting in my head. I was excited of course! As would any normal 7 year old would. It was my first day of school! But even with all that excitement, I felt a small twinge of dismay. Both mum and dad wouldn't be around because of their work. They had to work extra hard due to the recent downturn of the economy. Even grandpa and grandma wouldn't be around because they had to take care of my younger brother. Oh well...
Shaking my thoughts, I look around me. All of them are as excited as me. It was a whole bus load of 7 year-olds. There was a lot of chattering as people who knew each other started talking. Of course, being in a small town-like area, some people were bound to end up in the same primary school from kindergarten.
At last, the bus stopped. 'Finally!', I thought. As I got down, it seems everyone is just as excited as I am. Trying not to look at the children who have their parents in tow, I start looking for my class.
'HEY!', someone yelled. I turned around. A larger girl was running towards me. Then again, everyone was larger compared to me, due to my small stature. She panted after she caught up with me. 'Hey!', she exclaimed. 'Huh? Er...Yes?', I asked.
'Aww, c'mon. Don't you know me? I sat right next to you earlier! And I didn't get to ask your name either. My name's Hazel', she exclaimed while holding her hands out to shake mine.
'Er...Oh. Ehehe. Right. I'm Alexis', I blushed as I reached to shake her hand.
'Eh? Alexis? That sounds like a guy's name...Ah well. I'll just call you Alexis! Alright?' She grinned after shaking my hand.
'Er...sure? Why not?', I smiled.
'Oh yea!!! C'mon!! I know where our classes are! Let's go let's go!', she said while grabbing my hands and literally dragging me to my class.
'Here we are! Looks like this is our class!', she exclaimed.
'Er...eh? Ok.', I nod, a little disorientated.
I glanced the classroom. Half the class was already filled with students. Being 7 year-old, everyone was shouting, running, yelling, talking and just playing around. Occasionally, there would be 1 or 2 quiet ones who would just watch the entire thing while seated.
'C'mon! Let's get seated!'. Grabbing my hand, she dragged me again to 2 seats situated in the middle of the classroom.
'Mmm...'kay'. I put my bag down and continued looking at my surroundings.
My class was like any normal government school. The floor was just cement, smoothed up by the years of wear and tear. The walls were white, littered with graffiti and shoe marks. The windows were the individual glass panes, but dusty after all those years of neglect. However, the class still had a comfortable feel to it.
'Looks like I'll be just fine here' I thought to myself while smiling.
Little did I know...this was just the calm before the storm.
I was about to go through hell.
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
Short story to help keep my english in check. I think my english has deteriorated >.<
If you see any grammatical errors, assuming you actually read all the way here, please let me know :)
Critiques are welcomed.
Let the flamming begin.
8th December 2009
These are all of my painful experiences explained in poetry style~ Each stanza represents one story.
Last reflection before I continue studying t.t
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
I've always wanted to laugh
Cry, and talk beside you.
But I also understood that you needed to be away.
As much as this pains me, I know.
I just know.
If only I picked the right ones.
I regretted choosing you.
You never stood by my side
No matter how much I told you about it.
But you made me what I am.
Why did you do this to me?
I didn't do anything to you.
Over domineering you are.
But I kept quiet.
If only I had been more adamant.
But still...why?
The betrayal that I felt was painful.
It hurt.
It hurt so much...
I know you disliked me.
You disliked me for being me.
What was I to do?
I didn't have the power
Nor the courage.
Our decisions made us who we are now.
Some part of me regretted it.
But the other part of me didn't mind it at all.
How much my world would have changed had I chosen that.
Your words were harsh
Your indifference was even more piercing.
I had no idea then.
I do now.
How could I have been so blind?
I misunderstood you.
I'm sorry.
How I wish I could have just said it back then.
I'm sorry...
How I wish time stood still for me at that one moment.
It was one of the happiest moments of my life.
However...
Time waits for no one.
Always moving
Never stopping.
I regretted listening to you.
Because of that, I'm treading on a path.
A path which I pray fervently isn't the wrong one.
It may not be the wrong one.
But is it the right one?
How could I have been so blind yet again?
Once bitten, twice shy.
Yet, I didn't listen to that saying.
I was blinded....again.
Letting you go may have been the wrong decision
But not something to regret.
Who knows how things would have been now?
It isn't my place to say that.
Not anymore...
Last farewell.
It seemed like ages before you left.
But when you did...
It felt like ages since I last saw you...
Seeing you leave made my heart ache
But I didn't cry.
As much as you wanted me to.
Because showing that meant showing to the whole world.
In front of people whom I'm not comfortable of showing it to.
If only it were a more private event.
It felt like only yesterday.
When we were joking and chatting about everything around us.
When you were dishing advice while showing me how fragile I am
Despite the difference in size.
Yet I missed it when you left.
I'm sorry...
Again?
That's what my mind keeps telling me.
One by one, a part of me keeps leaving.
See you...
Yet again?
Sigh.
If you must.
I thought I made the right decision.
Heh.
I must have been stupid and blind.
Like an idiot stumbling through darkness.
Holding nothing but a short stub called a candle.
Making a fool out of myself.
I'm afraid of telling you.
So...so...afraid...
Afraid that you might hate me.
Be disgusted at me.
Wondering what happened to me.
It struck like a sledgehammer.
No...
No...
But it did.
Thanks for being there.
Wow.
News after news.
Its unfair of you to think that I wouldn't be in shock for a while.
But thanks for letting me know.
Really...
Thanks.
Why?
What is this awful feeling I keep feeling...
Too afraid of letting anyone know...
Too afraid of the truth...
Thanks for listening to me.
It helps knowing that I'm not alone.
That there's someone out there who understands.
One who's been thru it.
One who's willing to lend an ear.
Lesson learnt?
Apparently not.
Here we go again.
Its going to be hell..
One hell of a roller coaster ride.
My emotions are ready for that roller coaster ride.
Smack right after a bungee jump.
8th December 2009
Last reflection before I continue studying t.t
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
I've always wanted to laugh
Cry, and talk beside you.
But I also understood that you needed to be away.
As much as this pains me, I know.
I just know.
If only I picked the right ones.
I regretted choosing you.
You never stood by my side
No matter how much I told you about it.
But you made me what I am.
Why did you do this to me?
I didn't do anything to you.
Over domineering you are.
But I kept quiet.
If only I had been more adamant.
But still...why?
The betrayal that I felt was painful.
It hurt.
It hurt so much...
I know you disliked me.
You disliked me for being me.
What was I to do?
I didn't have the power
Nor the courage.
Our decisions made us who we are now.
Some part of me regretted it.
But the other part of me didn't mind it at all.
How much my world would have changed had I chosen that.
Your words were harsh
Your indifference was even more piercing.
I had no idea then.
I do now.
How could I have been so blind?
I misunderstood you.
I'm sorry.
How I wish I could have just said it back then.
I'm sorry...
How I wish time stood still for me at that one moment.
It was one of the happiest moments of my life.
However...
Time waits for no one.
Always moving
Never stopping.
I regretted listening to you.
Because of that, I'm treading on a path.
A path which I pray fervently isn't the wrong one.
It may not be the wrong one.
But is it the right one?
How could I have been so blind yet again?
Once bitten, twice shy.
Yet, I didn't listen to that saying.
I was blinded....again.
Letting you go may have been the wrong decision
But not something to regret.
Who knows how things would have been now?
It isn't my place to say that.
Not anymore...
Last farewell.
It seemed like ages before you left.
But when you did...
It felt like ages since I last saw you...
Seeing you leave made my heart ache
But I didn't cry.
As much as you wanted me to.
Because showing that meant showing to the whole world.
In front of people whom I'm not comfortable of showing it to.
If only it were a more private event.
It felt like only yesterday.
When we were joking and chatting about everything around us.
When you were dishing advice while showing me how fragile I am
Despite the difference in size.
Yet I missed it when you left.
I'm sorry...
Again?
That's what my mind keeps telling me.
One by one, a part of me keeps leaving.
See you...
Yet again?
Sigh.
If you must.
I thought I made the right decision.
Heh.
I must have been stupid and blind.
Like an idiot stumbling through darkness.
Holding nothing but a short stub called a candle.
Making a fool out of myself.
I'm afraid of telling you.
So...so...afraid...
Afraid that you might hate me.
Be disgusted at me.
Wondering what happened to me.
It struck like a sledgehammer.
No...
No...
But it did.
Thanks for being there.
Wow.
News after news.
Its unfair of you to think that I wouldn't be in shock for a while.
But thanks for letting me know.
Really...
Thanks.
Why?
What is this awful feeling I keep feeling...
Too afraid of letting anyone know...
Too afraid of the truth...
Thanks for listening to me.
It helps knowing that I'm not alone.
That there's someone out there who understands.
One who's been thru it.
One who's willing to lend an ear.
Lesson learnt?
Apparently not.
Here we go again.
Its going to be hell..
One hell of a roller coaster ride.
My emotions are ready for that roller coaster ride.
Smack right after a bungee jump.
8th December 2009
Once again, I'm being lazy and shall not upload the pics. Again. Haha.
No ranting today. I'm in a good mood. Just had fish head noodles~ So yummy~~
:p
I'm full. Which means i'm content. I'm also sleepy because I woke up early and dragged myself out of bed *cough cough* Its your fault. You know who you are.
So....I'm here to start a debate! :D
If no one replies in my cbox, i'll just SHAMELESSLY think of it as a debate between myself and the wall. Hah!
And i'll SHAMELESSLY and THICK FACEDLY *no such word but meh..* assume that people read my blog. Haha.
So...Here's the debate. Xanga, Blogger, or something else?
Something else being referring to other blog sites such as wordpress or livejournal or myspace. I dunno >_>
Which one is the best? Xanga was where it all started for me. But since my xanga blog is now on the batch blog, that means no privacy :p Well...almost. Haha. I don't really like people whom I don't know reading my blog. Just friends that I know please :p
Right. The debate. Let's see... What I like about Xanga...
Right. Time to take my evening nap.
2nd December 2009
No ranting today. I'm in a good mood. Just had fish head noodles~ So yummy~~
:p
I'm full. Which means i'm content. I'm also sleepy because I woke up early and dragged myself out of bed *cough cough* Its your fault. You know who you are.
So....I'm here to start a debate! :D
If no one replies in my cbox, i'll just SHAMELESSLY think of it as a debate between myself and the wall. Hah!
And i'll SHAMELESSLY and THICK FACEDLY *no such word but meh..* assume that people read my blog. Haha.
So...Here's the debate. Xanga, Blogger, or something else?
Something else being referring to other blog sites such as wordpress or livejournal or myspace. I dunno >_>
Which one is the best? Xanga was where it all started for me. But since my xanga blog is now on the batch blog, that means no privacy :p Well...almost. Haha. I don't really like people whom I don't know reading my blog. Just friends that I know please :p
Right. The debate. Let's see... What I like about Xanga...
- Allows you to make certain posts private without making the WHOLE blog private. You can also pick certain people and allow them to read that particular post.
- Allows you to track who visits your blog.
- Maybe its because Xanga was the first blog I've ever had, I find it easier to customize certain options.
- And now, I can see which Xanga friend that I've added has updated their blogs, or has commented on my posts.
- It loads extremely slow at night, when Malaysia's internet is at its SLOWEST peak. Cuz, everyone else from across the world are awake and sapping Malaysia's pathetic bandwith. Don't know if its still slow at night though. And also because I usually blog at night, or at the wee hours of the morning :p
- Its too much of a hassle if I wanna privatise the posts and allow only certain people to read it because instead of just typing in your e-mail, you would need to create a Xanga account.
- Its fast. Full stop. Hahahahaha. *faster than xanga anyway* The last time I used it.
- Also, I can check how many posts I've created so far, how many drafts I have. I don't think Xanga has that.
- It auto saves. So if I accidentally x the browser at least one portion of my post is there. Imagine typing a touching post only to have accidentally x-ed the whole browser =="
- You can save drafts! I don't think Xanga has it but correct me if I'm wrong.
- Like I said, maybe its because I'm used to Xanga, I find it hard to customize Blogger.
- If I wanna have privacy, I would need to make my WHOLE blog private. Then slowly send out invitations. Something which I'm just too lazy to do :p
- I still have no idea how to repost old pictures that I've uploaded >_> On xanga, they would show me the whole album.
Right. Time to take my evening nap.
2nd December 2009
I am not going to post the pictures of my hike :p
Fine! I'm lazy! Happy? Haha. I hate uploading pics because it takes ridiculously long. Unless if I do it at 5am in the morning. When the internet is fast in Malaysia >_>
So I've been thinking, *which is bad since i'm supposed to be studying*, I really wanna change myself. For real. The big step has to be now when i'm still surrounded by people whom I know will back me up if something goes wrong. Not when i'm alone in a foreign land.
Question is...How?
I'm not the type to just initiate conversation just like that. I'm not the type to just randomly go up to people and introduce myself. I'm not one to talk. I listen. I don't initiate conversation, I go with it. But I know, this has to change.
I tried once. I really did. I started a conversation. But it always ends up in awkward silence. I try to keep the conversation flowing but after a while, I just feel so tired mentally I'll just keep quiet.
The problem with humans, or any sociable living animal for that matter, is that they tend to stick with those that talk. Those that are leaders. Hey, i'm sure you'd rather stick with a friend who's friendly than a more quiet friend right? It takes a lot of courage and personality to go up to a quiet friend when you're the center of attention. For example, picture this. You're popular. The center of everything. You have tons of friends. But you notice a lonely figure, feeling left out from everything. Just sitting alone, watching you and all your friends with sad eyes but just sits there. What would you do? Would you leave your position of being with the crowd just to go to that lonely person? I'm sure you won't. You'd most probably look away, pretending you didn't see anything and continue right?
But I digress.
I really want to change but its so deeply ingrained in me to be who I am. Sure, I've changed since high school I will admit. Not much, I think. But change is change. Being more open than before, actually initiating conversation, being much more confident in myself, my view on life in general and my own.
So much has changed. I've changed from that naive, clingy, unconfident, quiet girl to what I am. Still naive, still clingy, slightly more confident, less quiet. Haha. Still learning how to tell between right and wrong, still having problems choosing friends wisely, still finding my place, still searching.
Well, the change is still in progress but I have tried to change myself since starting IMU.
First of all, I've tried to be more friendly by starting conversations. Unfortunately, that didn't go too well as I would often be at a loss as to what to continue the conversations with. Also, I seem to tire easily just by doing all that. It was TOO drastic a change for my mind to handle I guess.
Next, I've tried to change my clothing style. Being in IMU means that we can't really wear t-shirts and jeans. But that doesn't mean I cheated a little :p I do wear t-shirts. With collar. Haha. I wear sneakers. But those that are black, with little design so that the guards won't notice. Unfortunately, the CSU sisters did. Haha. I wear formal pants. Everytime. How did I change?
Well, I decided to go for a more casual formal, semi-formal look. My 'formal' clothes aren't exactly the formal t-shirts. I guess you'll have to see it to understand what i'm trying to say :p I've ditched formal clothes for many reasons. Main reason being, ITS UNCOMFORTABLE DAMMIT. Whoever invented formal clothes must have put COMFORT at the bottom of the list. I have broad shoulders. Wearing a S size meant that its kinda tight at my shoulders. Wearing an M would mean that the shirt looked too big on me ==" Gah. So I gave up wearing formal, wearing it only if I have to.
Next, I changed my hairstyle. Well..if you call leaving my hair long changing my hairstyle. The reason I chopped my hair back in secondary school was because it was such a bother. I could never keep my hair neat. Well...to tell you the truth. The same applies now :p But I've decided to tell myself this. If my hair is long, I can always cut it short. More choices on how to style it xD But if I cut it short...I have limited choices. Well...Its all bullshit seeing as I kinda contradict myself by not cutting it >_> And by cutting it short, it usually means the hairstylists will cut my fringe short. Which is something I absolutely hate for the rest of my life. I don't like having my hair in my eyes.
Unfortunately, as we all know, you tell the hairstylists one thing, they'll insist on cutting it just a little shorter >_>
Well. That's just on the outside. How do I change on the inside? Other than being more outspoken, friendly and communicative? I guess I'll go for being independent for now. Seems like the easiest thing. No?
Sigh. Guess this means its time to try staying in Vista. And see how I suffer xD Still considering it as I don't know how my parents will react. My main concern would be food since i'm so picky :p
Ah well. This seemed more like a rant >_> Sorry. Couldn't help myself xD
Lets see...I guess I should learn by now to never promise to post something since I'll always be too lazy to do so. Haha! The pics...will be up when I feel like it :p
Well...that is, if you wanna see it. I mean, if there are no enthusiastic responses I'll take it as, you've already seen it on facebook and no longer have the interest to see me post repetitive stuff.
So..till then.
1st of December 2009
P.S. Looks like someone is gonna hit the big two-oh tomorrow, the 2nd of December 2009 :p Happy Early Birthday :)
Fine! I'm lazy! Happy? Haha. I hate uploading pics because it takes ridiculously long. Unless if I do it at 5am in the morning. When the internet is fast in Malaysia >_>
So I've been thinking, *which is bad since i'm supposed to be studying*, I really wanna change myself. For real. The big step has to be now when i'm still surrounded by people whom I know will back me up if something goes wrong. Not when i'm alone in a foreign land.
Question is...How?
I'm not the type to just initiate conversation just like that. I'm not the type to just randomly go up to people and introduce myself. I'm not one to talk. I listen. I don't initiate conversation, I go with it. But I know, this has to change.
I tried once. I really did. I started a conversation. But it always ends up in awkward silence. I try to keep the conversation flowing but after a while, I just feel so tired mentally I'll just keep quiet.
The problem with humans, or any sociable living animal for that matter, is that they tend to stick with those that talk. Those that are leaders. Hey, i'm sure you'd rather stick with a friend who's friendly than a more quiet friend right? It takes a lot of courage and personality to go up to a quiet friend when you're the center of attention. For example, picture this. You're popular. The center of everything. You have tons of friends. But you notice a lonely figure, feeling left out from everything. Just sitting alone, watching you and all your friends with sad eyes but just sits there. What would you do? Would you leave your position of being with the crowd just to go to that lonely person? I'm sure you won't. You'd most probably look away, pretending you didn't see anything and continue right?
But I digress.
I really want to change but its so deeply ingrained in me to be who I am. Sure, I've changed since high school I will admit. Not much, I think. But change is change. Being more open than before, actually initiating conversation, being much more confident in myself, my view on life in general and my own.
So much has changed. I've changed from that naive, clingy, unconfident, quiet girl to what I am. Still naive, still clingy, slightly more confident, less quiet. Haha. Still learning how to tell between right and wrong, still having problems choosing friends wisely, still finding my place, still searching.
Well, the change is still in progress but I have tried to change myself since starting IMU.
First of all, I've tried to be more friendly by starting conversations. Unfortunately, that didn't go too well as I would often be at a loss as to what to continue the conversations with. Also, I seem to tire easily just by doing all that. It was TOO drastic a change for my mind to handle I guess.
Next, I've tried to change my clothing style. Being in IMU means that we can't really wear t-shirts and jeans. But that doesn't mean I cheated a little :p I do wear t-shirts. With collar. Haha. I wear sneakers. But those that are black, with little design so that the guards won't notice. Unfortunately, the CSU sisters did. Haha. I wear formal pants. Everytime. How did I change?
Well, I decided to go for a more casual formal, semi-formal look. My 'formal' clothes aren't exactly the formal t-shirts. I guess you'll have to see it to understand what i'm trying to say :p I've ditched formal clothes for many reasons. Main reason being, ITS UNCOMFORTABLE DAMMIT. Whoever invented formal clothes must have put COMFORT at the bottom of the list. I have broad shoulders. Wearing a S size meant that its kinda tight at my shoulders. Wearing an M would mean that the shirt looked too big on me ==" Gah. So I gave up wearing formal, wearing it only if I have to.
Next, I changed my hairstyle. Well..if you call leaving my hair long changing my hairstyle. The reason I chopped my hair back in secondary school was because it was such a bother. I could never keep my hair neat. Well...to tell you the truth. The same applies now :p But I've decided to tell myself this. If my hair is long, I can always cut it short. More choices on how to style it xD But if I cut it short...I have limited choices. Well...Its all bullshit seeing as I kinda contradict myself by not cutting it >_> And by cutting it short, it usually means the hairstylists will cut my fringe short. Which is something I absolutely hate for the rest of my life. I don't like having my hair in my eyes.
Unfortunately, as we all know, you tell the hairstylists one thing, they'll insist on cutting it just a little shorter >_>
Well. That's just on the outside. How do I change on the inside? Other than being more outspoken, friendly and communicative? I guess I'll go for being independent for now. Seems like the easiest thing. No?
Sigh. Guess this means its time to try staying in Vista. And see how I suffer xD Still considering it as I don't know how my parents will react. My main concern would be food since i'm so picky :p
Ah well. This seemed more like a rant >_> Sorry. Couldn't help myself xD
Lets see...I guess I should learn by now to never promise to post something since I'll always be too lazy to do so. Haha! The pics...will be up when I feel like it :p
Well...that is, if you wanna see it. I mean, if there are no enthusiastic responses I'll take it as, you've already seen it on facebook and no longer have the interest to see me post repetitive stuff.
So..till then.
1st of December 2009
P.S. Looks like someone is gonna hit the big two-oh tomorrow, the 2nd of December 2009 :p Happy Early Birthday :)
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