*left hand is cramping up from being stuck into a bag of Famous Amos Chocolate Chip cookies.* Don’t want to dirty my bed ma. It’s nice to eat cookies and catch up on my favourite blogs while lying on my bed with the aircon on.
I’m getting sick of playing mind games with people. For every sentence there’s a lingering meaning behind it. And whoever said it is of the positive kind?
You don’t need to use cover lines for your own needs lah. Don’t go pretending to be coy and being shy like you’re some demure young highly priced virgin until men set eyes on you also they feel like devouring you whole. No such thing.
You only want an excuse to do something you THINK people will look down on you about if you do it at your own will. Please lah, you get to do it everyday and you don’t see US running for cover because we are shy? I’m SO allergic to bullshit.
Sometimes, some people set all these so called rules for themselves only to break it later and claim that they are never going to throw away their moral values. They think that they are god’s gift to the opposite sex and every little attention thrown their way they blow it out of proportion. It reflects on the kind of person that you are. Don’t go around waxing lyrical about all these noble traits of yours.Â
You cannot assume that things will go your way. You are the typical youngest child.
You whine to me that you should not put yourself out there like you did. You worry about the way people look at you.Â Yet you do what you do. I thought you were differentÂ from what I assumed you to be. But then, you went and confirmed everybody’s allegations about you again and again. How am I supposed to stand on your side?
This is my territory. Get out.
You should hang your own dirty laundry. You have stepped on my tail(by doing what you did), and I’ve already hated your slutty friend for doing what she did that really pissed me off somewhere last December(oh! a hint!) and now I dislike you too. But I cannot show it! No! Because I must maintain the fucking peace.
I will continue disliking the both of you. Even though I’m so far away. Disliking from far far away.
Child, people are like that. Deal with it. You need to take the shit-faces that they throw at you. But maybe it was their own face from the very beginning and you and your skewed brain perceived it like that. Not everybody will come to your every cry and your every slight-plea, and it doesn’t mean that nobody’s care. Really. Grow up.
I am your senior and will always be your senior. I was civilised enough to smile at you and you gave me that slight cock of the head and painfully pressed smile. Now I remember why we hated you so much. OH BECAUSE YOU HATE US TOO. Can’t remember why we hated you so much…then I remembered. It’s your attitude. We tried to be nice. Too bad.
You cannot be the constant star. That’s not how it works. You win some, you lose some. You cannot demand to win all the time. And don’t come whining and making noises about how you’re definitely gonna lose out this time around. Because we know that you’re gonna be the star again. And that is just plain annoying. Because you know it is in your hands…yet….. *sigh* I also malas to say already.
And whoever said this was about YOU?
Ah, I feel better now.
Don’t worry, loved ones – family, boyfriend, dahlings – are left out of this.
By the way, I came out in the papers today.
It’s not often you get to see your name in SUCH a flattering light … as the headlines somemore.
I love grape flavoured gummies! This is just like Sugus but a bigger version of it! I know I’m supposed to be a dental student… but I’m not at that stage where I’ve studied the extreme evilness sugar can bring.
Tough cookie though. Difficult to chew. My teeth marks so cute right.
Managed to chew a piece. Stuck it back on the main stick for your visual pleasure.
You know WHAT makes me happy? Buying SIX ink cartridges for RM45. Fake lah of course. But I bought one original cartridge colour for like RM45 after bargaining with the guy from a high price of RM59 before so this is like a major achievement.