So the new year arrived. Everyone says 2016 was a bad year, but I think every year is too long for only good things to happen. Somehow I thought the year of the horse was worse. Anyway each year has its ups and downs. --- I remember saying it while I was in secondary school, that I wouldn't want to dye my hair because it just seems to unnecessary. The people were dyeing their hair brown or red that time (not so adventurous) and it just seemed so normal for me. It wasn't healthy for your hair either. The only reason I could understand why people would do it is because you're probably a middle-aged woman that has white hair that you want to hide. I don't know what changed my mind, or when did it happen. I already knew that people could bleach their hair and dye their hair with really light colours, something I guess some Asians with only dark hair have always dreamed of. I saw people with pink, blue, violet and even green hair in my university and I wouldn...
Life is filled with nothing but disappointment and pain. Well, I'm sure mine is. --- I wanted to post about my birthday, but now that I think about it, I already mentioned everything about my birthday. Nothing really happened on my birthday so, yeah. I want to thank all the birthday wishes that were given to me. I'm glad there are people who still remember my birthday without looking at Facebook. But, thanks anyway. As I grow older, my birthday doesn't seem to be so important anymore. When I was small, I would want my mother to bake a cake or eat outside, give me presents or held a party. Although my mother only organized one. I love you, mum. It was just a day to mark how many years I have been on this earth, the day I was given life and I think it will be better to appreciate every other single days too. I think Chinese New Year is better than my birthday. BLAHH, I did received presents, thanks to my wonderful friends. Gray Fullbuster from Reiki and a really cute pencil b...
Just be friends All we gotta do Just be friends It's time to say goodbye Just be friends All we gotta do Just be friends Just be friends I remembered early yesterday morning Why do I feel As if I'm gathering piece of broken glass? Blood drips from my cut fingers I wonder if we wanted to do these kinds of things I already knew deep inside my heart That the most painful choice would be the best My self-love refuses it and as a result, self-contradiction repeats I wonder when we can talk In...
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