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sadisticbxtch
January 10th
Female
Seremban

She can't help but double jeopardised herself.
All good things seems to come to an end in just a blink of an eye.
Once again, nothing is constant but change in this world.
She still do not regret her path.
This is and will be her.



History:
She got nothing Great about herself to brag about. But she's the girl you see giving her heart and soul for everything she loves. Giving with a heart of compassion; She's sometimes sadistic, at times abit Narcissistic. Oh yeah. She dont easily trust people. Only certain ones due to reason that fucked up people always took advantage of her life. she was disillusioned, maybe still is. A girl who sometime lives in distress. See her as a person trying very hard to survive life she called bitch itself, don't know why it's always harder for her. She believe everyone is the same. Oh, she contradicts herself all the time too, hence she's always confused. She had been through and seen more compared to any fellow lads back in ever quiet hometown. Nothing suprised her anymore. Morever, she's glad to be that way. You won't believe it, but when it comes to love, she's conservative in her own way. People also always judge her by the impression she puts on, they have no idea she thinks... Heh!

Passion/Mission:
Dancing is passion, to learn in Life, To overcome her constant Poverty. She only allow a succesful life ahead of her. To Rid Sluts and Bitches, may all ye Pretencious Facades got what you deserved one day, hopefully in Hell.


Favour:
Platinum; Lipstick Roses; Paintings; Diamonds; Her window of soul; Mirrors; Accessories; Darkness; Vintage; Her Ability to Inspire; Nobility; Hugs and Kisses; Intimacy; Baby Talking; Appreciated; Hopes; Jehovah; Renaissance; Cultures; History; Journals; Best Friends; Butterflies; Europe; Her Innate Desire; Sad to say but very issential- Green Bill

Rebuke:
Feminine Curses; Life Itself; Sluts; Fattyacids; Geeks who think they're Helluva Great; Money-faced Bastards and Bitches; Walking Seafood; Pain; Low Self-Esteem; Selfishness; Her Innocence; Disingenuous; Cock and Bull stories; Shallowness; My Occasional Depression; Her Cynicism.

   

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Sunday, January 11, 2009
The reason why you shouldn't hold a birthday party in a club.

Okay.

This year has got to be one of the most embarassing birthday I had so far.

I won't b all goddie angel and keep it from you because at the end of the post if you're disgusted by me? Screw you then, I can't make everyone love me, I'm not perfect, but neither are you. =)

Okay!

First of, a lilttle disclaimer, it was my birthday! People tend to go crazy by pestering birthday girl to drink multiple bottoms up at one go, pouring seconds of raw whiskey down your throat, top it up with double flamings for a grand friggin finale. Thank God they spare me the tequila. Seriously, you can't blame me. Wtf.

1) I ran to washroom multiple times, hoping I'll expel all this demons call whiskey outta my system but to no avail.. I end up caressing the toilet bowl as if it's my new lover or something, hugging it to sleep. wtf. Thank God it was surprisingly clean that day, God must have been on my side that evening. 

2) I did not puked in the washroom, I end up puking on the leg of a friend. Need I say more?

3) I can't stand straight, I can't dance, what can be worse than that?

4) I know what, when someone actually carried you out of the club.

5) You somehow decided to lie down on the friggin floor for awhile, if not for friends who hold you up to the couch.

6) You slept on the mamak table when you're supposed to sober up.

7) Everything was a vertigo. It's sooo terrible I wanna cry I tell you.

8) I shouldn't have told God so many times why I haven't have any fantastic bombastic blast for a birthday before, I wish I can take back my words.

On the brighter note, I got no hangover! Woot!? I woke up at 7.30am to bathe and I started to read the novel I left off the previous night. I'm super or what?

By the way, personal thanks to Eugene and Gary for carrying me this pig outta the club and looked after me and got me home safely.

Thank Leon for attending me in the toilet and wherever I wander to *shifty eye* and also those time you debate incoherant nonsense with me when I'm drunk, only you can do that seriously. Lmao!

Thank Denise for her sincerity and kindness and simply put it, for your friendship.
Thank Ignes my baby for organizing it and her graceful presence, miss her so goddamn much. 

Thank you Sean for layaning me when I was speaking incoherent gibberish.

Sorry for the trouble I've caused, especially Gary. *smile sheepishly*

THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING. <3

Bottomline is, I love yall very very much! Big Smile xoxo.

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p/s - If any future comments contain any means of hostility, unfriendly criticism or insult, this entry will be remove instantly.


Posted at 03:39 am by sadisticbxtch
 

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