I HAD FUN WITH MY MALAY DANCERS TODAY @ SEOUL GARDEN + SENTOSA.
IT WAS A BLAST, REALLY IT DOES EVENTHOUGH TO SOME OF THEM IT'S BORING.
INSIDE JOKE GIRLS.
READ MY DANCERS BLOG AND YOU'LL KNOW.
I'M NOT IN THE MOOD NOW.
i end my outing with a good glad relief feelings.but somehow some news really brought me down. found out, my own blood even don't allow me to have something new eventhough i have it. papa is being fair. while you others got $$ why not i got stuff rather than $$ i know you hate me though you love me. i know i'm being naughty and stubborn alot. so? i have my limits and i know. i know myself better than anyone else. nobody really know me well. because i didn't show it all out. people know me as hot tempered person and 'lembik' for you. but you really don't understand me. i cried because of this. because you seem to be bias.
second thing. will you be fucking mad if someone just spoilt your wonderful mood? into a heartbreaking session. i meant well, but you just misjudged it. i understand you and even had plan B for it. but you just couldn't be bothered with my plan. but instead you hit the target on me and said i didn't try to fit myself in your place. oh come on, is it me or you now? you don't understand me at all today. yeah even the littlest thing we can be arguing, know why? you're not understanding. you said you know me well than my other friends and even Farah. so you really prove me wrong. you didn't. i don't know you well enough, and i still need some time to know you more, really more. you wanna let me know that you're the person who can judge the person just by the reaction and like 'mind-reader' no body's perfect. you're nowhere perfect. you always blame me, and i always deny on it but i tried to make things into a sensible way, i admit it was my fault. but it was always and mostly on me. but you? i can't take this stupid fucking matter/situation okay. i hate this and hate you for being that way! yes i can't hold this anymore.
yes, nobody know what is my condition right now. my thoughts. my emotions. big girls don't cry ? i don't believe in that. not even a single soul could understand the inner me. it takes a million years(guessing only) to know the inner me.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009, 12:47 AM