January 19, 2008
i can’t keep reminding myself that its a personal online written journal splashed all over with people revolving in my life & perhaps a place where i channel my thoughts,emotions & ramblings to. I’m getting really sick & tired of all the uncalled for you-know-what’s. Let me just make this very clear once and for all, i’m not writing for the sake of climbing the status of becoming a well known blogger or anything close to that. These things don’t bother me much. what bothers me most is when my complaints,dramas which i often make it sound sarcastic and aimless,even having too many pictures with myself in it is an issue to you? Whether you like it or not, i’m not a photographer, so i don’t enjoy what you enjoy. I’m just a writer penning down my history,my present & sometimes scribbling down some possible future. Its just NOT fun anymore when it gets too public, when i don’t even know you. Mark that down,don’t assume by reading & coming by it gives you any form of rights to share or spit your personal opinion all over the place because once again. Its a personal online journal cum diary. Who the hell is brainy enough or perhaps thinks that he/she has is obligated to say a thing or two when all that i am giving two shits about now, its my personal zone via online. To you MISS lol, i didn’t ask for yue-lynn to come copy,paste or anything like that,it was uncalled for. I feel offended obviously because its not like i’m snapping a picture of sceneries where its nothing that personal, it has a lot of life,history,smiles & memories behind it. Just picture you diary gets converted into someone else’s? Doesn’t that sound wrong to you? I know who you are,really i do. To yue lynn, just copy and paste anything you want if i reflect on to you so well that even the fact that me living with a grandmother with uterus cancer with a freaking 4th stage is connected to you that you have to post it up as well. Yeah,try having someone close to death & some other random chick impersonating you without emotions attached. I’ve got feelings too. Does it really matter so much to you having a picture of someone you know here? Like omgwtf that is so pathetic hearing how it concerns people who i don’t even know in person. It doesn’t mean that you’re a friend of my friend, or even if you’re a friend of my best friend gives you one tiny bit of rights to say a thing or two about when,why,how,WOW?,who. I started of writing for a personal reason then in December 2006 to pen down the police case when some asshole started terrorizing my family life,thats IF you’ve been reading. Don’t ever,ever,EVER be that sort of person who i totally despise coming here reading one,two,three,four or ten posts for that matter, then thinks he/she has read enough to give me a tag. I was perhaps a little too naive thinking that those people who appears daily on my footprints are the ones who cared enough to come drop by to check on me in a good manner. so what happened in the end? Is this what i get for sharing a piece of my life here with you? to be very frank with you, i’ve got no interest in fitting in virtual reality neither do i judge when i blog hop. Its interesting how my personality gets reflected the wrong way,really it hurts. Even when i say, good night “darlings”, is gives the wrong idea depending on where i place that statement. May god bless you sweets. And to those with brains bigger than my fish tank, has everyone forgotten the existence of my freaking love of two years which i am struggling to keep afloat with? This insanity has to stop. It’ll be rude to say mind you own fucking business,it is rude i must agree. Even when i don’t speak about you (anyone for that matter), somehow somewhat i hear the name missycheerio being thrown into the air like a freaking balloon up in the air with god knows whose eyes gazing upon it. Having said that, if you want me to stop blogging which i might just consider,tell me so. Right there,at the “simply cheeme’ box. Just tell it to my face on how much you hate my writings about college,work,boyfriend,shopping,and some personal history if you really wanna put it that way. Its not that i’m so vulnerable or weak, i realize that when i do it the hide and seek way where you’ll never know who i am with,what i do,what i own,where i am. I actually feel happier that way. Blogging is a very powerful communication tool,yes i know that. in the very first place, where did all of you come from? You = the daily readers who i call them “darlings” just so you know. this bull shit has to end,really it must. Although i won’t deny the fact that my blog has lead me to many new friends (thats what i call them), friends. Having the naive idea where these people who gives two shits to come drop by and reads definitely knows a thing or two about me,then i won’t feel the awkwardness? You’ll be surprise,how such a great feeling that is! Don’t forget that i’ve just turned 19 last October!let me just remind you,read this carefully. Its a personal lame online diary of an ageing teen turning 20. can you take my daily shits? if you can,stick on. and if you can’t, hit the X button and take your negative remarks to facebook,private message me then i’ll give you my personal contact number (i have both Maxis & Digi just in case you needa save some $), then we’ll talk. Thats only if i’m writing about you,and you’re offended. I don’t do “kepoh” business because thats seriously childish. I’m a tiny,small & personal blogger. Don’t take my happy emotions away sweets. I swear to god from this post onwards, my drama with missyfluffy ends in virtual reality,i won’t use my blog against you no more thanks to lol. I’m going straight up to reality. Its all gonna be back to normal,see you soon & goodbye.
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