SEPET=CUTESY!!!

Girls with short hair + sepet. Homaii homaiiii...so pretty


this is exactly why i'm not fond of girls wearing contact lenses to make their eyes anime-like, hoping it'd add extra cuteness to their looks. Major failure! When it first started in Japan, well the Japs could pull it off and Ayumi certainly looks dolly, not to my preference tho. As it reaches Malaysian shore, the girls here got hysterical, complementing each others' fake pupils. In my eyes, you girls look done.

Me, Butthurt

getting all butthurt only hurts me more. I decide to put an end to it, no that's not realistic. I decide to put that somewhere else, obviously it's not even easy. Maybe I should just keep myself busy.

All this mess just makes it difficult to respect myself. Of course I wish the cause of this mess could just vanish. And that only makes me even more pathetic, not being able to handle it smartly with full dignity

so much for being such a loser

it's frustrating. I want to keep the distance, it gets closer instead. I feel uneasy. I think she knows exactly why I was putting the act. Can't she see it that I behave that way whenever the other person is around. How I wish she could see my pain. The pain that started since Shah Alam days. Yeah, I've done her wrong but hey this is too much to bear.

We have tonnes of things that make us distinct from one another. You and that person, you seem to have lotsa things in common. What now? Doesn't it seem just logical if I get down so easily? I feel left out. That's it. You're not mine, definitely and I never say you are. I'm not yours either. But to feel left behind, not being able to join the laughter, not being able to comprehend the jokes, not being able to be as funny, not being able to be as dependable. While you worship that person, it seems that we're oil and water. Just when things are about to dissolve, they suddenly become complicated again with uncalled invasion. I struggle to fit in. Do I really need to not be myself just to keep up with others? I seriously don't know. Both ways don't seem to do me any justice.

You seem happier when you're around that person and how can I complain bout that to you. All of a sudden, came this person bringing extremeties, something you don't experience throughout our friendship and she showers you with all the excitement, impresses you with her skills and abilities, claiming she knows you damn well. Yes, that makes me a second prize. It's like it doesn't even matter if I'm not around as long as that person is. The time that we put up the posters, and that is not the only time. Even when you talk, the use of pronouns and the way you address the listeners, it's like you're just talking to that person. Call me being super sensitive, blame my linguistic sensitivity, but doesn't that signal anything?

I'm not wise enough to describe that sucky feeling effectively. My language is so flat here. You see, I'm not even that good with wordplay either.



And above all, I despise myself for being such a pathetic being. I pity myself that I don't even have the courage to let this off my chest

dissertation

kills

one question that lightened up the situation

"Miss, did you win?"

Hahahhh!! I like that! Just when I entered the room, dazed and confused (hyperbole) with the commotion, I heard that and it really cracked me up. hey thanks a lot dude..Although your jokes are normally lame and kinda i-need-the-spotlights-on-me.

At least it's fairly visible that you're no dumb joker. You provoke me a lot. Intelligently

i agree...

...that facebook is getting more and more boring. whatever you post there is happily misunderstood. kinda sickening when u're speaking your mind only to find out later that people see you as an emo sicko, lamenting and complaining too much. they don't try to analyze my words wisely. in a few years, facebook is probably a history


"them being fools doesn't make my intelligence arrogance"
blobyblo

if they ask, i wish i could tell them this

i still go for looks, but never my priority. i go for random acts with a hint of quirkiness and loads of brilliance. too idealistic? i don't know