Sunday, 27 March 2011
This too shall pass
I think I think I think, I'm starting to fall for you. I wanted to use gravity as a scapegoat to this situation but darn, I don't think Isaac Newton had this type of "fall" in mind. Anyways, I'll handle it as I do any other complicated things. I'll sweep it under the rug, and wait for this feelings to stop. :)
Heal me, I'm heartsick
How many times can a heart go through heartbreaks and separation before it stops being whole?
I really don't think a person can put a conclusive figure on that, cause I guess, what can't kill us will make us stronger, right? Living away from home, from my comfort zone, really opened my eyes to how life really works.SOMEHOW, SOMEWHERE, SOMETIME, it's all gonna be okay. I'm the living proof :)
SPM really opened my eyes to alot of things. In high school, I was never top anything. I was always that girl who joined something because there happened to be a spot left; and they needed someone to complete the team. Remember public speaking as well? Remember when I was the 3rd choice? Remember how I was only given three days to write a script? Remember how I still joined out of eagerness because I was never given a chance to join anything else? Remember how it was during the mid-year exam? Remember how I won?
Yes, my whole life, I was never considered good enough for anything. I was angry at my parents because they never pushed me to be an overachiever. They say it's because they claim that they'd rather see me live my life out as carefree as possible, and not be sucked into the competitiveness that usually comes with being an Asian.
However, i loathe mediocrity. I loathe being average. So I just tried my best, in everything. Sadly, doing your best is not easy when people continues trying to push you down. And yes, I'm talking to you, my dearest principal and MOST teachers in Convent. How does it feel having your prodigy, the carrier of your dreams hopes and aspirations to NOT live up to your expectations? How does it feel to have a NOBODY on the other hand to get that article written solely for her in the newspaper?
Yes, revenge is indeed a dish best served cold. 5 years cold in fact. But nothing has ever tasted as satisfying. I WOULD KNOW. So let this be a lesson to you all my dear juniors. It's not who starts well, it's who ENDS well.
I'm glad that despite my underdog title, I did it with God's help. So thank you God as well. You're awesome, you know that? Oh wait, you are all-knowing :D
So how do I wrap this up? Oh yes, let's end with the underdog theme.
Have high expectations.
Never expect to lose.
Always prepare a victory speech because who knows, you might use it someday. I just did <3
Celebrate your successes, then move on quickly.
AND
ALWAYS
BE
HUMBLE
Now, I'm back to being the underdog in KL. Wish me the best as I go on another long, arduous and hard journey to the top. But hey, if I can handle 5 years of that in high school, I believe I have what it takes for this. God willing.
xoxo
MIRROR BELL
I really don't think a person can put a conclusive figure on that, cause I guess, what can't kill us will make us stronger, right? Living away from home, from my comfort zone, really opened my eyes to how life really works.SOMEHOW, SOMEWHERE, SOMETIME, it's all gonna be okay. I'm the living proof :)
SPM really opened my eyes to alot of things. In high school, I was never top anything. I was always that girl who joined something because there happened to be a spot left; and they needed someone to complete the team. Remember public speaking as well? Remember when I was the 3rd choice? Remember how I was only given three days to write a script? Remember how I still joined out of eagerness because I was never given a chance to join anything else? Remember how it was during the mid-year exam? Remember how I won?
Yes, my whole life, I was never considered good enough for anything. I was angry at my parents because they never pushed me to be an overachiever. They say it's because they claim that they'd rather see me live my life out as carefree as possible, and not be sucked into the competitiveness that usually comes with being an Asian.
However, i loathe mediocrity. I loathe being average. So I just tried my best, in everything. Sadly, doing your best is not easy when people continues trying to push you down. And yes, I'm talking to you, my dearest principal and MOST teachers in Convent. How does it feel having your prodigy, the carrier of your dreams hopes and aspirations to NOT live up to your expectations? How does it feel to have a NOBODY on the other hand to get that article written solely for her in the newspaper?
Yes, revenge is indeed a dish best served cold. 5 years cold in fact. But nothing has ever tasted as satisfying. I WOULD KNOW. So let this be a lesson to you all my dear juniors. It's not who starts well, it's who ENDS well.
I'm glad that despite my underdog title, I did it with God's help. So thank you God as well. You're awesome, you know that? Oh wait, you are all-knowing :D
So how do I wrap this up? Oh yes, let's end with the underdog theme.
Have high expectations.
Never expect to lose.
Always prepare a victory speech because who knows, you might use it someday. I just did <3
Celebrate your successes, then move on quickly.
AND
ALWAYS
BE
HUMBLE
Now, I'm back to being the underdog in KL. Wish me the best as I go on another long, arduous and hard journey to the top. But hey, if I can handle 5 years of that in high school, I believe I have what it takes for this. God willing.
xoxo
MIRROR BELL
Monday, 14 March 2011
When you come around, I come undone
My early days in PKTR were quite horrid. People there, they talk, talk, and talk like tin kosonglaa. They just know how to talk really GOOD English but POOR ideas. That made simple things became too complicated. Me and Aina, we all just sat back and observed what was happening. Though sometimes we did have to interrupt so everything will run smoothly.
Copy and pasted from hanie's blog. Can you say ouch? :(
The truth hurts. That's just how it is. However, the naked truth is always better than a best dressed lie. I thank you so much Hanie, for this.
I remember at camp, I was going around thinking, damn, setting myself apart from these people would be a walk in the park. Arrogance lar kan. But it never hit me that standing out is not always a good thing if it's for the wrong reasons. Thankfully, somehow, I woke up. It wasn't the nicest feeling at that time, but it was necessary.
It's human nature lar I guess. We tell the worst lies to ourselves to make ourselves feel better. We live in denial about what we do, and what we think. I tried to figure out, why oh why do we do this? And then it hit me. We do this because we are afraid. I know I was, and to a certain extent, I still am.
I'm afraid of my academic future.
I'm afraid that I'll never be able to meet THE ONE.
I'm afraid that I'll truly backslide in my walk with GOD.
Ok, commercial break first! I know that I haven't potrayed a very good impression of how a Christian should be. I know, I know, I know. But I'm working on it mmmmmkay. Please help me God, don't forsake me please.
Back on topic. So yeah, fear is a powerful word. But courage is also defined as being willing to be afraid, BUT act anyway. Thank you PKTR, and the people there. You helped me wake up.
But I can't leave on this note can I? Hanie wrote this in her blog as well.
Day by day, I could see amazing changes in people........ Among the LOUDEST was Mirabel. She had improved a lot and proved that she is a very intelligent lady.
:)
When you look at a person, any person, remember that everyone has a story. Everyone has gone through something that has changed them. And that something for me was PKTR.
I only hope you'd experience something that would change you for the better too. Amen :)
Copy and pasted from hanie's blog. Can you say ouch? :(
The truth hurts. That's just how it is. However, the naked truth is always better than a best dressed lie. I thank you so much Hanie, for this.
I remember at camp, I was going around thinking, damn, setting myself apart from these people would be a walk in the park. Arrogance lar kan. But it never hit me that standing out is not always a good thing if it's for the wrong reasons. Thankfully, somehow, I woke up. It wasn't the nicest feeling at that time, but it was necessary.
It's human nature lar I guess. We tell the worst lies to ourselves to make ourselves feel better. We live in denial about what we do, and what we think. I tried to figure out, why oh why do we do this? And then it hit me. We do this because we are afraid. I know I was, and to a certain extent, I still am.
I'm afraid of my academic future.
I'm afraid that I'll never be able to meet THE ONE.
I'm afraid that I'll truly backslide in my walk with GOD.
Ok, commercial break first! I know that I haven't potrayed a very good impression of how a Christian should be. I know, I know, I know. But I'm working on it mmmmmkay. Please help me God, don't forsake me please.
Back on topic. So yeah, fear is a powerful word. But courage is also defined as being willing to be afraid, BUT act anyway. Thank you PKTR, and the people there. You helped me wake up.
But I can't leave on this note can I? Hanie wrote this in her blog as well.
Day by day, I could see amazing changes in people........ Among the LOUDEST was Mirabel. She had improved a lot and proved that she is a very intelligent lady.
:)
When you look at a person, any person, remember that everyone has a story. Everyone has gone through something that has changed them. And that something for me was PKTR.
I only hope you'd experience something that would change you for the better too. Amen :)
Saturday, 12 March 2011
This looks like a good beginning.........
My first post for 2011!!!!!!!!!
My dorm's management finally decided to stop being such a biatch and unblock blogger, Thank God. The place where I vent out all my frustrations is finally back to me. Oh bloggie, how I miss you so <3
Life in KL has been pretty darn good. Somehow, by God's grace, I was voted to be treasurer for SASA, beating out worthy candidates from KL schools itself. Not perasan, just very very happy.
Joined Toastmasters.
Had a HUGE wake up call about my debating skills.
Gonna join HELP's Model United Nations as a delegate. Please let me represent Norway :)
Became the Chem class's rep.
Went to PKTR <3
Met amazing people whom I now count as my closest friends in KL.
I know all of this sound redundant and are considered stupid little things that are usually scoffed off but to me, I've achieved quite alot so far. I DID NOT BECOME INVISIBLE.
However, I've come to realize that while I'm not invisible, I am known as that person without substance. I know, ouch rite? TIN KOSONG. But alas, failure is not falling down. It's simply refusing to get back up. And trust me, I will get back up.
No regrets though, none whatsoever. After all, life is all about experimentation right? At least I can say that I've never regretted one single moment in my life. However bimbotic I can be.
The only thing I have now is faith and diligence that one day, I'm going to be known for things more worthwhile than the girl with the pick up lines, or the girls who says random things at the wrong time.
One day, I'm going to make a difference in my community, as an oncologist or otherwise. One day, I'm going to be somebody I can be proud of. WATCH ME.
One day, I'm going to make a difference in my community, as an oncologist or otherwise. One day, I'm going to be somebody I can be proud of. WATCH ME.
It's not pride that I want all this.
It's just that one day, when I'm about to die, my life will flash before my eyes.
I just want to make sure that I can say I have truly lived before life is snuffed out from me.
Bring on the unknown, seriously. BRING IT!
Friday, 17 December 2010
Today has been a FUCKING day
I know I'm swearing, but I'm so angry that I don't care. I've just witnessed how fucked up and corrupted our authorities are and for that, I'm fucking fuming. My holidays can go to hell.
This is not over you filthy JPJ bastards!
This is not over you filthy JPJ bastards!
Saturday, 11 December 2010
Oh my heart, my heart cannot tahan
For 3 years, 3 years I have been listening to SuJu, but only recently have I fallen in lust none other than CHOI SI WON.
HIS FACE OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG SO EFFED UP HOT:
The ' Sex God body' :
ne
kthxbai
HIS FACE OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG SO EFFED UP HOT:
The ' Sex God body' :
neIf you still don't believe in God kan, start believing now. How else can such a perfect specimen of a human man be created without God's touch? Such hawtness.
When I go to South Korea someday, imma go meet Sex-God, i mean Siwon, and take a picture with him. That's it. Just a picture with some hot dude with a washboard abs you could spread whipped cream on. I'll never dream of doing anything more...... carnal to him.
Plus, you know….it’s not like there’s anything wrong with keeping a dozen bottles of whipped cream at the back of my closet. It’s completely normal.
No hidden agenda whatsoever. None.
Time is not wasted if you enjoy wasting it :)
So true.
Today was fun, had lunch with Shannon before she goes back to KL and continue her A-level studies in, gasp! England! I'll miss you babe, remember what I told you, stay pure.
Before the lunch though, I manage to squeeze in some workouts though, shopping workouts! My aunt just opened a boutique in the lower ground floor of Karamunsing. Mind you, she has fabulous taste.
:This is what I finally bought:
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Today was fun, had lunch with Shannon before she goes back to KL and continue her A-level studies in, gasp! England! I'll miss you babe, remember what I told you, stay pure.
Before the lunch though, I manage to squeeze in some workouts though, shopping workouts! My aunt just opened a boutique in the lower ground floor of Karamunsing. Mind you, she has fabulous taste.
The boutique's signboard
My fave dress there :)
Effed up pretty lar this dress.
It's the sleeves I tell you, it's the sleeves
Ok lar, boleh lar, just wear to go buy fish or something. =_='
What my mum bought.....
Old people, old fashion taste.
tI know, it's too young for a menopausal woman right. Maybe I'll borrow it from her, hehe.
Actually, there are sooo many nice stuff to buy there and the price is quite affordable, so if you guys free kan, why not just drop by and buy something. Sure have yang you like wan.
However, if this holiday season has really made your pockets empty, here's another GLORIOUS way to waste time.
Go to looklet.com and just have a fun, VIRTUAL makeover. Best website ever! Basically, you pick the model, the background, clothes, shoes and accessories and have the freedom to style a look however you please.
Example:
Yes, you're welcome :)
Friday, 10 December 2010
I thought being free would feel great
I was wrong :(
Holiday's aren't fun if you have to do sooooo many effing important things at in a short span of time.
Holiday's aren't fun if you have to do sooooo many effing important things at in a short span of time.
- Get my elusive driving license. 1 effin year man, I year has passed since I went to the ceramah and if everything had gone according to plan, I would be driving legally by April this year. Inilah, stupid effin competitions, stupid effing Interact duties, stupid effing exams. Akhirnya, postponed, postponed, postponed. Just 1 more step to go, the JPJ laluan test for me to get that license. Please lar God, make it happen by Friday, 19th Dec. If not kan, i'll be tempted to jump out of a building. It must happen by this month because.....
- I'll be gone by 1st January to KL. To Help University. Because my parents hate me and they want me out as soon as possible. Oh, and also because i received a scholarship :)
At least I'm helping my parents to save 18 grand.But now, I only have less than three weeks left to prepare every thing for KL. This better be worth it, I'm going to HELP only because I know it's a great stepping stone to go to the University of Cambridge. I really hope this decision is the right one.
I guess godbye SMK St. Francis Convent, and hello HELP!
I guess godbye SMK St. Francis Convent, and hello HELP!
- Make a Facebook. I know this seems so easy to 99.9999% of the world population, but to me, it's easier said than done. I'm really technologically-inept. Nerd and Emeh have seen me try with Facebook, so they know. Hehe.
- Continue my guitar classes with extensive lessons. Die die also must be better than daddy.
- Try to find time to spend with family and friends.
- Try to waste as much time as possible before going on full-on Nerd mode for A-levels.
- Try not to lose too many things, bad habit Mir. It's especially not cool if parents are not there to clean up your mess. Haiz....
- And finally, to just make the most of my time in this wonderful place. I'll miss Sabah, so much memories here.
Most of all, I'll miss YOU !!!!!! Will you miss me too?
Just admit it, we all know we can't stay like this forever right? But that doesn't mean we can't memorize it, if it's just to remind us of all the great times we had had together :)
Just admit it, we all know we can't stay like this forever right? But that doesn't mean we can't memorize it, if it's just to remind us of all the great times we had had together :)
Wednesday, 10 November 2010
Wednesday, 3 November 2010
I JUST WANT TO SAY...
GET WELL SOON LANDY!!!!!!!!! COME ON BABE, YOU CAN PULL THROUGH THIS, IMMA PRAY FOR YOU EVERYTIME SO THAT YOU CAN BE HEALED, COMPLETELY..... REMEMBER OUR PROMISE TO GO ON THE "HUNT"? IT WILL HAPPEN, I HAVE EVERY FAITH IT WILL.
I KNOW YOU'RE PROBABLY NOT GONNA READ THIS, BUT DON'T GIVE UP HOPE OK, WE CAN OVERCOME IT TOGETHER. JUST DON'T GIVE UP, NOT NOW, NOT EVER.
I KNOW YOU'RE PROBABLY NOT GONNA READ THIS, BUT DON'T GIVE UP HOPE OK, WE CAN OVERCOME IT TOGETHER. JUST DON'T GIVE UP, NOT NOW, NOT EVER.
Monday, 4 October 2010
Cause I'm cool like that
Never ever ask Sim about your Literature marks before your percubaan is over, just don't. Stupid, stupid, stupid of me! Why that, a B+?
A 67? Or a 68? Apparently Sim couldn't remember my marks because it was THAT FREAKING LOW.
OMG, I wanted to jump out of some window man, good Lord. What happen to "I'm going to get straight A's for my percubaan?"
A JOKE, A FREAKING JOKE. Meanwhile, someone, somewhere out there is gloating at my failures, I know.
I'm sorry mummy, I really am. You were awesome for not tearing my guts apart. I don't think I tell you I love you enough :)
BTW, just came back from some interview for some camp and apparently I was chosen for the interview because I'm one of the top two students in my school.
..........................................BWAHAHAHAHA! I know right, how did that happen? I guess Convent must be that desperate to send someone that they HAD to send me.Someone who gets a B+ for freaking Lit.
Oh freak, now I need to go cry.
Yeah, cause I break down when my grades suck this bad. Just cause I'm cool like that. Not.
LOOK ON THE BRIGHT SIDE, AT LEAST I DON'T CRY IN FRONT OF YOU.
UPDATE ON 8TH OCTOBER 2010: IT WAS A 67 :(
A 67? Or a 68? Apparently Sim couldn't remember my marks because it was THAT FREAKING LOW.
OMG, I wanted to jump out of some window man, good Lord. What happen to "I'm going to get straight A's for my percubaan?"
A JOKE, A FREAKING JOKE. Meanwhile, someone, somewhere out there is gloating at my failures, I know.
I'm sorry mummy, I really am. You were awesome for not tearing my guts apart. I don't think I tell you I love you enough :)
BTW, just came back from some interview for some camp and apparently I was chosen for the interview because I'm one of the top two students in my school.
..........................................BWAHAHAHAHA! I know right, how did that happen? I guess Convent must be that desperate to send someone that they HAD to send me.Someone who gets a B+ for freaking Lit.
Oh freak, now I need to go cry.
Yeah, cause I break down when my grades suck this bad. Just cause I'm cool like that. Not.
LOOK ON THE BRIGHT SIDE, AT LEAST I DON'T CRY IN FRONT OF YOU.
UPDATE ON 8TH OCTOBER 2010: IT WAS A 67 :(
Saturday, 18 September 2010
emotions
I wonder if they’ll ever find out that she is faking it and that she is not real.
I wonder if they’ll ever found out that she is just a little girl hurting in silence and trashing in her sleep.
I wonder if they’ll ever find out that she despises the reflection in the mirror and the big smile that means nothing to anything.
I wonder if they’ll ever find out that beneath it all are just delusions and endless conflicts.
I wonder if they’ll ever find out what she really is.
I wonder how they will punish the pretender that she has always and will always be.
I wonder if they’ll ever found out that she is just a little girl hurting in silence and trashing in her sleep.
I wonder if they’ll ever find out that she despises the reflection in the mirror and the big smile that means nothing to anything.
I wonder if they’ll ever find out that beneath it all are just delusions and endless conflicts.
I wonder if they’ll ever find out what she really is.
I wonder how they will punish the pretender that she has always and will always be.
Tuesday, 7 September 2010
When my pastor said a person is the strongest when they are at their weakest, I was a little blur at that statement.
Then today I realize what it really is all about..
Sorry for bombarding you guys at school with rants on how an adopted child is not worthy of beating me in SPM. I feel so bad now. What woke me up? When my mum came into my room and saw my desktop background, in fluorescent colours, this motto for SPM. "KICK ADOPTED CHILD'S ASS TO THE GROUND IN SPM SOOOO BAD SHE CAN NEVER GET BACK UP".
Yes, I have stoop so low. Then mum started telling me about a lot of things that I have to be grateful for. And trust me, I'm ultra blessed.
Pride goes before destruction, a haughty spirit before a fall. Proverbs 16:18
Ngeh, I 'm resorting to quoting bible verses in my blog now. But it's true. My biggest problem is I am a person full of pride. That explains my inability to accept criticism, my type A attitude and me being mean-spirited in order to be the best. But being all that has not worked in my favour at all. Because to be the top, I have become someone I don't like at all. Was it worth it? No! Because at the end of the day, grades cannot define a person.
Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men. Colossians 3:23
For the longest time, I've been working so hard to gain approval. Approval from my parents, from my teachers, distant relatives, peers, strangers etc... But it was never about whether if this is really what God wants for me.
What good is it for a man to gain the whole world, and yet lose or forfeit his very self? Luke 9:25
All I can say is I'm sick and tired of receiving superficial accolades, because it means nothing when I feel all empty inside. I want to feel again what I felt the time I was at church camp 2 years ago. I felt a joy that was indescribable because that was when I received God for the first time.
Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins. 1 Peter 4:8
And I will try my very best to stop mocking and having preconceived judgement towards others. I'll do my best to show others the same love that I received from God.
I will never fail you or forsake you. Hebrews 13:5
I'm claiming that promise today. Whatever that happens today, I'll bear through it and I will not worry about tomorrow because tomorrow will worry about itself. In everything, I'm letting go and letting God.
Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in you. Show me the way I should go, for to you I lift up my soul. Psalm 143:8
Sorry for bombarding you guys at school with rants on how an adopted child is not worthy of beating me in SPM. I feel so bad now. What woke me up? When my mum came into my room and saw my desktop background, in fluorescent colours, this motto for SPM. "KICK ADOPTED CHILD'S ASS TO THE GROUND IN SPM SOOOO BAD SHE CAN NEVER GET BACK UP".
Yes, I have stoop so low. Then mum started telling me about a lot of things that I have to be grateful for. And trust me, I'm ultra blessed.
Pride goes before destruction, a haughty spirit before a fall. Proverbs 16:18
Ngeh, I 'm resorting to quoting bible verses in my blog now. But it's true. My biggest problem is I am a person full of pride. That explains my inability to accept criticism, my type A attitude and me being mean-spirited in order to be the best. But being all that has not worked in my favour at all. Because to be the top, I have become someone I don't like at all. Was it worth it? No! Because at the end of the day, grades cannot define a person.
Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men. Colossians 3:23
For the longest time, I've been working so hard to gain approval. Approval from my parents, from my teachers, distant relatives, peers, strangers etc... But it was never about whether if this is really what God wants for me.
What good is it for a man to gain the whole world, and yet lose or forfeit his very self? Luke 9:25
All I can say is I'm sick and tired of receiving superficial accolades, because it means nothing when I feel all empty inside. I want to feel again what I felt the time I was at church camp 2 years ago. I felt a joy that was indescribable because that was when I received God for the first time.
Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins. 1 Peter 4:8
And I will try my very best to stop mocking and having preconceived judgement towards others. I'll do my best to show others the same love that I received from God.
I will never fail you or forsake you. Hebrews 13:5
I'm claiming that promise today. Whatever that happens today, I'll bear through it and I will not worry about tomorrow because tomorrow will worry about itself. In everything, I'm letting go and letting God.
Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in you. Show me the way I should go, for to you I lift up my soul. Psalm 143:8
Sunday, 22 August 2010
OH, WHAT A GLORIOUS DAY....
To wake up and realize that today is the Biology exam and the upcoming four days will be a rush of Chemistry, more Biology Add Maths, Physics and Literature. Great.
Scared? Of course not! Having my heart beat right out of my chest and those pesky butterflies in my stomach everytime before I sit for a paper is not me being scared. Of course not!
How hard can it be? Surely, our Ministry of Education will consider our 'ULU' students right? I mean Kinabatangan and Sook and Nabawan and Pitas, all this places, surely their standards are in the so-called graph, right?
So, it's going to be okay. The ministry have clearly showed their concern towards us Sabahans and it has be proven from the Physics exam we just had which surely is an indicator on how EASY this whole week is going to be.
Therefore, I will like to say thank you the whoever is coming up with the exam questions for this year. Thank you for making life easy and unstressful and thank you for giving us school students a reason to not wear our unit beruniform's uniform. THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU BITCH.
Scared? Of course not! Having my heart beat right out of my chest and those pesky butterflies in my stomach everytime before I sit for a paper is not me being scared. Of course not!
How hard can it be? Surely, our Ministry of Education will consider our 'ULU' students right? I mean Kinabatangan and Sook and Nabawan and Pitas, all this places, surely their standards are in the so-called graph, right?
So, it's going to be okay. The ministry have clearly showed their concern towards us Sabahans and it has be proven from the Physics exam we just had which surely is an indicator on how EASY this whole week is going to be.
Therefore, I will like to say thank you the whoever is coming up with the exam questions for this year. Thank you for making life easy and unstressful and thank you for giving us school students a reason to not wear our unit beruniform's uniform. THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU BITCH.
Monday, 9 August 2010
Attention whore!
STOP SPAMMING MY EFFKING C-BOX YOU, YOU GODDAMN SON OF A... You know what, I'm not even going to degrade female dogs by relating you to them. God must have a sense of humour when he created you losers.... Idiots, get a life! If you don't know how or where to get it, for heaven's sake, google it! God, such low lives...
Meanwhile, my life's going nowhere. This is what you get when you aim super high, to the point of being, dare I say it? UNREALISTIC. Nerd, I know you're just saying I can cause I'm your friend bah kan?! This is effed up, I can't wait for 9th of December, FREEDOM!!!!
Why must life be so hard? Sometimes right, I wish my life is a musical. I wish I could just start singing for no reason whatsoever and then random strangers would just bust out in synchronized dance moves all around me.
And last week, good Lord, was the Day Of Stupidity.
Mirabel here was stalked.
By a bunch of stupid fucks.(i know it's swearing, i'll ask for forgiveness later)
It started out like this. I went out to buy books for, well, studying. Like hell I'm going to succumb to being a mediocre student. Anyway, I digress.
So, I went to Eatons, and as I was entering the store, there was a group of four guys, in their twenties hanging about near the store but I couldn't really give a damn.
I am after all a woman on a mission.
I think I spent over an hour in the store looking over the books to
a) increase my brain level
b) with really good answer schemes (so I can, you know, 'refer')
c) within the budget or my dad will turn homicidal.
Finally, I settled on a few books from obscure but awesome publishers cause, I just don't like the idea of having the same books as other people. I have standards. And best part is, its only within the budget because there were discounts. MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! I'm gonna read and do the exercises and feel...smarter.
So after keeping the shop assistants busy for over an hour and damn happy with my selection I decided to do some window fiction books shopping. Its when I was browsing some fantasy books that I noticed that there were two of the guys in the near me. There was nothing peculiar over two guys browsing for books. What's peculiar was that they were in front of the section where they were selling historical romance novels. And when I was looking, they both were sooooo into searching for a book.
Okay, two gay dudes who probably enjoy reading historical romance to each other and anal sex.
Yeah, okay. I'm down with that.
Then I left and check out jewelery boxes in Daiso and the two guys are still there. This time looking at vases. Glass vases with intricate flowery designs.
Okay, so on top of reading historical romance to each other and anal sex, they probably also playing house together.
Yeah, okay. I'm down with that.
Then it all finally clicks when the I was in Watson's looking at sanitary pads and guess who were looking at pads too? Uh huh....yeah. Doesn't seem so gay now and I feel stupid as fuck (Yes, I'll ask for forgiveness for that too). Then one of the guys smiled at me and asked what my name is. That's right huney, make your move by the sanitary pads. In a drugstore.
Classy.
I smiled to be polite and then walked away. They followed me around and then tried to made contact by sanitary pads. Like hello? I don't come near at all to being as hot as Scarlett Johansson or ever been the pretties girl in the room but I do need someone with a minute level of brain functionality. Clearly they don't have this. Plus, they were pilaks. I won't go near a pilak even with a 40 feet pole.
So that concluded my day in stupidity. Wasn't the first time I was stalked by pilaks though. Pilaks like to stalk women apparently. God...when is there going to be a law that legalize people to shoot pilaks on sight? Oh wait was that too harsh?
Its supposed to be.
:p
Meanwhile, my life's going nowhere. This is what you get when you aim super high, to the point of being, dare I say it? UNREALISTIC. Nerd, I know you're just saying I can cause I'm your friend bah kan?! This is effed up, I can't wait for 9th of December, FREEDOM!!!!
Why must life be so hard? Sometimes right, I wish my life is a musical. I wish I could just start singing for no reason whatsoever and then random strangers would just bust out in synchronized dance moves all around me.
And last week, good Lord, was the Day Of Stupidity.
Mirabel here was stalked.
By a bunch of stupid fucks.(i know it's swearing, i'll ask for forgiveness later)
It started out like this. I went out to buy books for, well, studying. Like hell I'm going to succumb to being a mediocre student. Anyway, I digress.
So, I went to Eatons, and as I was entering the store, there was a group of four guys, in their twenties hanging about near the store but I couldn't really give a damn.
I am after all a woman on a mission.
I think I spent over an hour in the store looking over the books to
a) increase my brain level
b) with really good answer schemes (so I can, you know, 'refer')
c) within the budget or my dad will turn homicidal.
Finally, I settled on a few books from obscure but awesome publishers cause, I just don't like the idea of having the same books as other people. I have standards. And best part is, its only within the budget because there were discounts. MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! I'm gonna read and do the exercises and feel...smarter.
So after keeping the shop assistants busy for over an hour and damn happy with my selection I decided to do some window fiction books shopping. Its when I was browsing some fantasy books that I noticed that there were two of the guys in the near me. There was nothing peculiar over two guys browsing for books. What's peculiar was that they were in front of the section where they were selling historical romance novels. And when I was looking, they both were sooooo into searching for a book.
Okay, two gay dudes who probably enjoy reading historical romance to each other and anal sex.
Yeah, okay. I'm down with that.
Then I left and check out jewelery boxes in Daiso and the two guys are still there. This time looking at vases. Glass vases with intricate flowery designs.
Okay, so on top of reading historical romance to each other and anal sex, they probably also playing house together.
Yeah, okay. I'm down with that.
Then it all finally clicks when the I was in Watson's looking at sanitary pads and guess who were looking at pads too? Uh huh....yeah. Doesn't seem so gay now and I feel stupid as fuck (Yes, I'll ask for forgiveness for that too). Then one of the guys smiled at me and asked what my name is. That's right huney, make your move by the sanitary pads. In a drugstore.
Classy.
I smiled to be polite and then walked away. They followed me around and then tried to made contact by sanitary pads. Like hello? I don't come near at all to being as hot as Scarlett Johansson or ever been the pretties girl in the room but I do need someone with a minute level of brain functionality. Clearly they don't have this. Plus, they were pilaks. I won't go near a pilak even with a 40 feet pole.
So that concluded my day in stupidity. Wasn't the first time I was stalked by pilaks though. Pilaks like to stalk women apparently. God...when is there going to be a law that legalize people to shoot pilaks on sight? Oh wait was that too harsh?
Its supposed to be.
:p
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