Topic of the day : PROM WTH?
I MIGHT NOT BE ATTENDING PROM AFTER ALL.
Who cares about that dumb thing anyway?
Besides, most people who wear pretty dresses take a kazillion photos, pose with all the hot guys and upload them on Facebook. Oh and have I mentioned they tag themselves in their own pictures and put up pictures of themselves with all their "boyfriends"?
And the food probably tastes as bad as their attitude.
Am I jealous?
I gave up on childhood fantasies a while ago. None of my "friends" like taking pictures, even group ones, and that's what makes me so offended. Hey, your face, my face and their faces are all inside. Nobody cares how you look like in a photo because everyone is too self-absorbed in their own world. FACE IT.
NO ONE CARES HOW PRETTY YOU ARE IN YOUR CERULEAN BLUE TOGA COCKTAIL NUMBER. Because compliments are only a way to get compliments back. Am I not speaking the truth?
When a girl says she is fat, she just wants others to tell her she is not fat. But when I say I am fat, I mean it. It is because I am fat. I may not look fat but I can't even fit into a size 29 jeans. I wear size 30 or 31. See how fat I am? I EVEN PROPOSED PROOF.
What else do you have to say?
I hate it how my friends don't want to take a group photo because I'm going to upload it on Facebook and it is embarrassing. Well? What explains your prom pictures up on Facebook for the whole world to see? Completely tagged and commented on!!!
I'm not worthy to be your friend? Well, just say it in my face!
And it's not like you're wearing pyjamas when you're taking a group picture right? How bad can it be anyway?
No matter how considerate you are, humans were meant to be self-centered, at least in a certain way. It is only a matter of how far you would go to help others before helping yourself.
I try my very hardest to care for others more than myself, but certain occasions I either go overboard and abandon my own feelings, or when I'm angry I only think of myself and don't care about how others feel. It's hard being a person, but that's how it is.
Okay, maybe I am a little agitated looking at Facebook throughout this whole week because it is flooded with the Prefect Dinner photos, IU Day photos and Leo Formation Day photos. Everyone's all dressy and stylish and having a night to remember while I'm sitting at home either trying to update my blog, reading a book or doing some house/schoolwork.
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Friendship (Is overrated. According to me.)
School life is really tragic sometimes but that's how it is and I guess I've learned a lot.
Yes, maybe I am a bit jealous that someone got to take so many pictures with the girls. And that I suspect one of those girls are imprinting on him. But hey, he's down to earth and still my best friend, so I respect him and everyone else. Besides, some of those girls are my friends and let's just say their pretty awesome and I don't hate them so yeah.
Best friend.. It's been a while since I've actually used that term. I never really believed in best friends ever since I stopped living in the past, which I think was last year. I decided to release my primary school life and throw it back into the years before and start moving forward instead.
It's nice to have someone to listen to you as you talk, or even pose an opinion about your situation and stuff. I guess there is somebody out there who is going through hard times, even if they're not in the same situation as you are. It's great to talk to a person and let it all out, because the past few days I've been feeling pretty horrible and my heart aches like hell. I couldn't even sleep well.
But then there was that one night when I was still super angry at my friends, I prayed to God and gave up all my anger, and that was when I received inner peace and managed to fall asleep. I kinda lost a few hours of sleep though, because of all that dumb anger I felt inside.
It's the little things people do that matters to me. I don't care if you don't buy me a present for my birthday, I'll think the world of you the moment you wish me happy birthday. I don't care if you're poor and don't have enough money, I'm happy as long as you acknowledge me as your friend and be there for me. I don't care if you are so busy and don't have time, the moment you express your concern with an "Are you okay?" I will know you still care, even if it's only 10% or less than that.
At least you still care, you see. It is major proof I still have some friends.
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Stupid vandalized class photo
Anyways, this post is getting long winded. I initially intended it to cover up the previous post, which has that stupid picture Kin Joon put up on Facebook, with my face all scribbled up with that ridiculous Monsieur Armand inspired mustache and beard. It sucks to see yourself become a victim of vandalism, but hey, I'm not alone. Look at Patrick, Denise, Wei Yi, Afrina (OMG!) and some others.
As for those who didn't get vandalized, it just comes to show that nobody cares about you enough to even bother drawing on your face. BUAHAHA.
Being an outcast can be fun sometimes, but having a slushy on your face isn't really a good idea (GLEE FTW). Not that I do, but spitting behind my back is already what, the last straw for me?
I don't even care anymore because when they spit behind me they waste their saliva, and their energy when I don't react much. I try to avoid them as much as I can, and then hopefully they get over their childish acts. It works most of the time, although they still despise me (I FEEL IT) it doesn't really matter. Boys can be like that sometimes, but I choose not to care.
I have other friends who are guys anyway, and I think they're great people. They get on my nerves sometimes, but to hell with it - THEY ARE BOYS. Boys are typical. Like that. I don't really care anyway. They're great friends of mine anyway.
Anyways, if you're wondering what on the Sam Hill is a morp, I won't tell you. Guess it yourself. Everyone is smart enough, it's just a matter of time. If you still don't get it then sorry but not to sound mean - YOU ARE STUPID.
Kidding.
But anyway, it's kinda like a twist of prom. We don't have grand ballrooms and pretty gowns, but we have parties and games and usual fun. It may be small but it's significant nevertheless. FUN EXISTS VIA SMALL MEDIUMS.
I think that's about it. GOOD NOW THE OTHER POST IS COVERED UP. If you still want to see it, click on Older Post. I don't really like having all my blog posts flooding up the space.
Thanks for reading.
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01/08/10
Previous two posts are super rants though, just warning ya. If you wish to skip, please do so. I don't want you to complain about the way I complain. It doesn't click and I won't care.
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