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If you are hating, stop staring.™ Her Babat Face ♥ --- generationgirl2030@hotmail.com  ♥ Sexy ♥ Smart ♥ Sophisticated ♥  21 December 1989, Thursday. Sagittarian/Capricornian. Events Management Enthusiast. Branch Secretary.
Further Description of MYSELF : She expresses herself through fashion, food, her lyrical writings, music and photography. She organized her first gig, The Cynosure Theatre at the Singpore Art's House when she was barely 16 years old. She enjoys meeting up with her dearest girlfriends and enjoy late night sessions of crapping, gossiping and smoking. A self pro-claimed Facebook addict. An avid blogger on most days when she doesn't suffer from bitch fits. A person with flair and personality who doesn't resort to back hand tactics. It makes her look all timid. Like she emphasizes, if you are hating then stop staring. Then, again. Everyone is a critique. And, I am extremely vulgar. Did she mention that she has an obsession and addiction to a one-weird-eight-inch fetish ? Tweet ♥ 
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Monday, November 12, 2007 Plugging in to : Deeper Love (Remix) ; Paul Van Dyke. Can you make me feel like a star ? Honestly, I've never blogged like this before. Not to mention that I've been abandoning my blog for quite sometime. Hehe. Well, I'm sorry. Anyway, back to today's topic. Right now I have issues. Not to mention that I'm constantly being in a bad mood. Parents. I'm not saying I hate them. They are pretty annoying. Not to mention I have issues with my dad. It's all his fault. Period. He just doesn't spent enough time with the family. It's not that I'm entirely blaming him. He's has to go out to put food on the table. But, he just doesn't show enough love and affection towards the family. There are no conversation between me and him. He keeps to much to himself. Who knows what's on his mind right now ? Yet he's blaming me for my rebellion. Yeah. So what if I went back at 7AM in the morning ? It's like as if you care. All you do is beat me up. It doesn't hurt anymore, daddy. I'm so immune to it. You beat me up all the time. Even when I was 5. When I cried or started screaming loudly then you'll stop. Right now, I've no more tears. So, I've stopped crying. So I guess you're going to beat me harder ? I don't care, anymore. When I try to defend myself, you said I was being rude. Then you punch me. You lock me out of the house so that I will learn my lesson. Don't even bother. Then you'll let me in and make Mama give long lectures. At times, you'll slap me. Nag. Nag. Nag. Please, don't compare me to my other cousins. Aku jahat pun, depan orang. Bukan belakang orang. I know I'm not perfect. I don't score good grades. I'm not a good girl that you picture me to be. But when I do good things to grab your attention, you don't seem to bother at all. I still haven't forgiven you for the days you made Mama cry. | |
