Charlatan

Don't fucking pretend like i don't know about you.
And please, just be yourself.
Look at yourself in the mirror first, then we'll talk.
And stop denying that you are, indeed, very much like one of them.
I'm sick and tired with your "posh" attitude.
I'm not fucking desperate like you.
And i don't need nice things to impress people.
So stop acting like some million dollar bitch.
When you know your own family's falling apart.
I don't fucking need you kindness.

I am me. And this is who i am. I don't need another clone.
So go find somebody else to copy.
If i ever wanted a clone i would've gotten myself a twin.
Now fuck off and be yourself.


So posers out there, always be yourself. Cause that's what cool is.

Tissue Paper

I am not a piece of tissue paper which you can use whenever you want to.
I am not a piece of tissue paper which you keep in your bag.
I am not a piece of tissue paper which you can use only when you need me.
I am not a piece of tissue paper which you can throw me away when you don't need me anymore.
I am not your piece of tissue paper.
Now, get that straight to your head.

Ah? 2 packet?!

I always have problems with maggie. I find that one packet of maggie is not enough but in the other hand, i can't finish two packets of maggie. Usually, my stomach will get bloated when i'm 3/4 done with it. But today, while we were video calling, me and naddy decided to cook maggie and eat together-gether.

I think it's because of all the 'photo taking' i manage to finish two packets of maggie. Everytime we pose with maggie in our mouth, i had no choice but to swallow the maggie. It really does help alot.


I shall update properly tomorrow!
Good day.

Broke

Dear blogie,
For one day i've been thinking of one thing and one thing only. And i think i'm falling in love with it all over again.

Art, art, art...
I love you. :)

I'm still blogging with my phone. I am financially unstable and i think my family's falling apart. Still can't afford to buy a laptop. I do not WANT it, i NEED it! I don't even have money to buy a set of guitar strings. Damn it! My step-mother told me that my father would be buying me a laptop when he got his pay. I just hope it's not another hoax. I'm sick and tired of promises.

So kids out there, do not make any promises if you can't keep it.


Until next time, my fellow earthlings.

Ups and Downs.

Sherry Shermyler Gates is back.
And i'm in sec 5, baby!

Ok, i'm currently blogging with my phone right now. It sucks not having any internet connection at home. But it's only temporary. Just got to wait for my brother to get me that laptop. Really looking forward to that. But i got to wait for another 2 to 3 months for that.

But to think back, i think it's a good idea not having a computer right now. At this point of time, i got to really concentrate on my studies. Sec 5 oi! But sometimes, boredom really kills me.

Ok, so i'm a week behind of updating about school but whatever. I'm gonna try updating what i can when i still got excess to the net. It's a torture to blog with a cellphone, but i cannot let my blog rot. So, i apologise if words go missing or i misspelt anything.

My first week of school was alright. Although it sucks still being in school uniform and obeying the school rules but i think it's worth for just another year. Also, i'm getting more interested in some subjects like chemistry and art. I think it's because of the change of teachers. I'm really looking forward to Mr Zaki's chemistry class. And although i miss Ms Ong, but Mdm Sri wasn't that bad after all. I'm also looking forward to her class. It's scary to have Ms Tan, the discipline mistress, as an english teacher but she's also wasn't that bad also. But...

MALAY!
I HATE MALAY!
I FUCKING HATE MALAY!
Everyday i whine and complaint about how much i hate malay class. I don't even speak a single word in malay class. Well, except when the teacher ask me questions. And, I don't even speak to the people sitting beside me. Every minute felt like an hour. Every second i beg for the bell to ring. I swear it felt like hell. Seriously. I cannot stand malay class. Let me repeat myself, I CANNOT STAND MALAY CLASS! Now that i'm done with that, lets move on.

I'm sure by now you people must have already heard about the first ever tattoo show in Singapore. And i really, really, am stoked about it. Die, die, i must go. But damn it! Something came up and i couldn't go. Why must that something came up at this point of time? Shit! Chris Garver siol. One of the best known tattoo artist in present day. God, he's one hell of an artist. I really regret of not getting to go to that tattoo show.

Chris Garver!!!
Why?!
WHY!!!!!

And i'm sorry, Shanzee.
I only wish he was reading this.

e.n.d