For people who know me for more than 24 hours [whether accumulated or has spent a literally 24 hour continuously together] I can proudly tell that I am a nice person.
Seriously, this is not an empty self-proclaim. I am just as nice as you can expect me to be because I am nowhere to not being fine. No shitstorm can potentially take me to suicidal, because me and madness or trouble, I guess so far get along just fine, we can debate all the time and end up, well…understand each other, or maybe we finally get tired after all tight fights.
And through many troubles I voluntarily drove myself into, I still can manage to keep myself sane and have not yet turned myself into a bitch.
But some people, I guess…they are so fucked up, they turn into a pimpled brat bitching around, as if their pimples are the worst problem in the world. Oh, hai bitch!
First of all, if we fucked ourselves, we should not drag other people into our fucking trouble, agree? And if you're a fuck up, no need to fuck things around you too.
I don’t get people who act like bullies while all their lives are oh so grown up. Isn’t it such a waste of time and energy to get pissed off over something you really should not? Or isn't it so petty to talk shit to someone you think won’t be able to fight you back? Why would you shout out loud over small arguments? What makes you think you can fuck other people’s lives just because they don’t give you what you want? And you do all these while earning big bucks of money and live in the luxury perks your parents provide for you?
I unfortunately know one of those terrible people (oh yes, as you fear little miss bitchy bitch, people do talk behind your back, people do bad-mouth about bad people and that’s how I found out things about you.)
Oh look, I am taking this bitch way too much, but…hey, isn’t it what blog is for? Writing helps to make sense or make shame of myself, even about this utter rubbish.
*pic is borrowed from sebithcen on deviantart
3 comments :
hey babè..cool blog u got here..I was actually enjoyed reading it..
(Apart from the fact that it's late, am under my blanket, reading ur blog through my phone n lights already turned off)
I didn't know you could be so harsh on someone though..it's probably because I was one out of many people who thought u were nice..nice as in cute-naive-little-girl nice..not that cursing or fucking around not my cup of tea, it's just that I never thought that my tiny lil friend could possibly wrote something like that...
Oh and I so totally agreed on why u chose bangkok over singapore..(not that you had a choice anyhow) but am also the kind of person who choose passion over material..i mean look, even from the industry, I don't really see advertising as the place to work if you wanna be millionarres.. -unless you lucky enough to found ur own agency- not to mention the pressure, the long-hours of work and the under-appreciation from people is just so sad...so be idealist Mur..be passionate! Be brave n let the rest will take care of themselves...
Dear Sonnya darling,
oh yes, you never know the "fucker" side of me, because you always are on the side of the nicest friends :)
thanks for dropping by and left me this through your phone with lights already turned off :)
let wish that we will always be passionate :)
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