Breaking down.

I’m holding myself in. Controlling all the tears in my eyes, making sure that there’s not even a single drop of tear falling out. I’m trying to be strong. ‘Cause now I truly understand that I don’t really have real friends, the ones who really understands me & care for me. The friends that I have now are just friends who are there for me when there’s school stuff or some other work-related shit. I don’t have any friend who could tell if I’m down. A friend who would give me a huge warm hug that indirectly tells me that he/she would be there for me no matter what happens. A friend who would do anything to make me feel better. A friend who jokes, laughs, cries, and do whatever together with me. In other words, I don’t really have a best friend in my life.

Sometimes I wonder if anybody hates my character. I would always conclude that everybody does find me annoying in a way or another. I don’t know how to explain to them that I didn’t mean to irritate them or anything. I wasn’t trying to fake myself. I was just being me. I would change myself to be a better socially accepted person if I could. But things didn’t worked that way after I’ve tried to change a million times.

I think I’m trying to hard just to get noticed. Okay so the story of my life is that, I’m a girl who is almost invincible. Honestly, I can’t really think of anybody who would really really hate me, but at the same time, I don’t think I can think of anybody who actually acknowledge me at all times. As long as I have lived, I feel as if I’m not remembered. That I was just there like a prop in someone’s life & not a character. I don’t know how else am I suppose to describe how I feel at the moment. To summarize them all, I just feel very……. Invincible?

This is, by far, the longest post for this blog. When I’m down, I tend to type out a lot random shits about how I feel. I get too sentimental when typing out this kinda posts. Trust me, whatever I just typed are instantaneous & written out of floods of emotions. I may not be thinking straight at this point of time caz I’m being too emotional. Maybe my thoughts here are stupid & not true. But yeah, I’m feeling drunk right now.

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Breaking down.

I’m holding myself in. Controlling all the tears in my eyes, making sure that there’s not even a single drop of tear falling out. I’m trying to be strong. ‘Cause now I truly understand that I don’t really have real friends, the ones who really understands me & care for me. The friends that I have now are just friends who are there for me when there’s school stuff or some other work-related shit. I don’t have any friend who could tell if I’m down. A friend who would give me a huge warm hug that indirectly tells me that he/she would be there for me no matter what happens. A friend who would do anything to make me feel better. A friend who jokes, laughs, cries, and do whatever together with me. In other words, I don’t really have a best friend in my life.

Sometimes I wonder if anybody hates my character. I would always conclude that everybody does find me annoying in a way or another. I don’t know how to explain to them that I didn’t mean to irritate them or anything. I wasn’t trying to fake myself. I was just being me. I would change myself to be a better socially accepted person if I could. But things didn’t worked that way after I’ve tried to change a million times.

I think I’m trying to hard just to get noticed. Okay so the story of my life is that, I’m a girl who is almost invincible. Honestly, I can’t really think of anybody who would really really hate me, but at the same time, I don’t think I can think of anybody who actually acknowledge me at all times. As long as I have lived, I feel as if I’m not remembered. That I was just there like a prop in someone’s life & not a character. I don’t know how else am I suppose to describe how I feel at the moment. To summarize them all, I just feel very……. Invincible?

This is, by far, the longest post for this blog. When I’m down, I tend to type out a lot random shits about how I feel. I get too sentimental when typing out this kinda posts. Trust me, whatever I just typed are instantaneous & written out of floods of emotions. I may not be thinking straight at this point of time caz I’m being too emotional. Maybe my thoughts here are stupid & not true. But yeah, I’m feeling drunk right now.

Rubeus Hagrid says, “Happy New Year!”

Today’s the last day of 2011. It is so far the most stressful day in 2011. I’m stressed out about my incomplete assignments. About my new weird hairdo. About the lack of shopping. About everything. Why must 2011 end this way? Sigh. Anyways, this is two of me covers. Yeah, I know I sounded like asdghjkl but oh well.

P.S: I prefer me old hair.

Queen of Procrastination.

Yeap, that’s me. I’ve yet to edit my first film & complete some other important assignments. I know that this is bad but it seems like I can’t control myself. I’ve always have been doing stuff which doesn’t have any deadlines or in other words, unimportant. Yes, I’ve always been procrastinating. I know I should stop. I promise that I’ll get all my shit done by Friday. Anyways, this is my 2nd amateur cover. I kinda screwed the last part when I kinda went out of tune. But like the Beatles……..

What would you think if I sang out of tune,
Would you stand up and walk out on me.

Three more weeks, bitches.

3 more weeks before our term break. I’m halfway there before my first film is officially done. This is when the stress starts to rock in. I’ll stay strong. As strong as how Martin Kelly persevered & finally gets his first goal for Liverpool. Yes, school is a bitch at times but actually, I kinda enjoyed it. I love challenges, really. Try me.

A Lazy Sunday.

First cover. Use a headphone to listen to the guitar strums. Sorry for the stupid vocals. I’m suffering from a bad sore throat after 3 awesome days of REDCAMP8. It’s a lazy Sunday. I spent some quality time with George  & Paul.

…….a new boyfriend.

I want…..

Hehe ♥

I JUST HAD TO SHOW YOU HOW CURLY MY HAIR IS TONIGHT.

Ladies are like roads.. the more curves they have, the more dangerous they are.

I hope I can make it for tonight’s match.

I’m a pretty busy film student today. Sigh.

When I couldn’t rock-a-bye baby.

Another random video from the previous nights. I really have nothing to do. Seriously. Is this insomnia? No, it clearly isn’t.