hello pretentious dolls

Friday, May 28

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It fumes me without fail when a hypocrite tries to display physical self as respectful and above others when their actions are walking on the opposite direction of what they say or how they present themselves. I know that at times, circumstantially, I may present myself in a light that does not please a certain crowd, hence the flow of judgement and criticisms, which really are just winds passing my way, but at the very least I'm not one to act and speak in front of others in a pretty light but when their true self is darker than black.

So to hell with you if you are a hypocrite but tries to direct me to the better side of a place. Remember also that one man's meat is another man's poison. So what you think is good and rightful and the best may not be so for others. If you think you're so righteous, preach your so-called true values and so-called merit teachings to other hypocrite earthlings out there who are too blind to notice your pretentious front.

I may be young but age is just a number and sometimes, having increasing digits as one of your demographic labels don't mean that whatever you have in mind is as solid as rock because even earthquakes can crack the folds of your brains due to increasing level of crap in between the gaps.

the munch monster attacks

Tuesday, May 25

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Hunger balls!!!! :(

It sucks to be Erisha when she is sick :(
You wanna know why?

Because unlike the majority of people who lose their appetite and lose a little weight when they are sick, she goes through the opposite. Okay, maybe she has not gain an enormous amount of visible fats here and there, but there are some "peekaboo" extra tires here and there if enough attention is given.

How can this not happen when she just can't stop eating? She is hungry all the time. Let me illustrate a point. Today, she had her regular lunch at a regular lunch time. Hunger was satisfied by a set of beef burger with fries and salad. She could have finished the whole thing if not for the fact that she don't really fancy fries so there were a few bits & pieces of fries leftover. Yet she was still hungry!!! And guess what? An hour later she already felt like she had not eaten lunch. She swear she would have ordered something to eat if she wasn't so short on cash :(

And ermmm... why is she writing as if she's a third party?
Dammit all this hunger blues is making her go crazy.

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Dear kind soul with absolutely good heart & attractive physique, as you are reading this, please let me answer your question on how you can actually help this poor little girl here. A simple act of kindness is all there is. Deliver these to me and I shall bless your whole life with happiness and prosperity :D






another episode of slap me in the face

Wednesday, May 19

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S..I..X---D..A..Y..S

That is how long I've been sick. It's ironic how when one hates pain a lot or has a very low tolerance for pain, pain comes knocking at the door twenty4seven. Crap! Plus the weather is not greeting us all with a lovely 'Hello" anymore these days.
What a way to end my semester break huh?

Well, well, look at me! Being all bitchy and whiny. Cut me some slack!! I'm in pain :(
No, but seriously, I'm getting too whiny these days. I'm almost glad I actually do acknowledge that. Honestly, sometimes I think there's a girl with a mental age below my chronological age on one side of me and another girl with a mental age above my chronological age on the other side where the grass is greener and the sun shines brighter. The former side loves being a bitch and make a fool out of myself by being irrational, irritating and irresponsible while the latter is quite the opposite. Problem is, the latter only gets to the former side after the former side has done her damage. This is totally unacceptable! (i'm being whiny again)

Sigh.

Thankfully, the boyfriend is so sweet during all these sickness & pain. Sorry you gotta put up with the irritating whiny brat that stays in me :P

Gosh, I dislike this whole new semester. I always find myself disliking a new semester whenever it is on. Let's blame the pre-semester blues. How much time has flew by. Third year. Boy, saying it out loud gives me the cold. I think I'm nervous and anxious deep down. What should a girl do at moments like these? When she realizes time is tick-tocking at the back of her and yet she has no clue on which direction to head to?

Even in her blog, she's lost. And look at how much she has been gone from here? I wish I could blog like I used to in the past. Every other day, there's something to talk about. I think I kinda "lost" that already, somewhere between being here and there. I find that when you're at two places at a time, you sorta get "lost" in between and you never really get to be at either places. I gotta find myself back and decide where I want to be at one time. Some of you may probably think this is confusing and you have no idea what I'm talking about. I guess you gotta really be in my shoes to fully understand what I mean.

Heck, I'm happy here and now. I am. But there are just some parts of me, personally, that I gotta pick up and decide where I should appropriately place them.

But what I'm certain is that I will not stop writing. Never in a million life experiences. That's a part of me where it is just right where it belongs :)

Confessions of A Underfunded Trinket Lover

Sunday, May 9

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She stares longingly at the the screen...

The images floating like ghosts from the past, present & future, taunting her...

Fingers start to clench and twiddle at the same time... that huge itch lingers...
courtesy of finding snowflakes

Can you blame a girl for falling in love with pretty little things?
It's more than just a transaction of money...

As she ponder, rage build up in her... meet the enemy: The PriceTag!
courtesy of Mimpi

Hesitantly, she scrolled over to the "X" over on the top right corner

With one final glance of sorrow, she clicked it & everything vanished :(