hello.
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i still haven't gotten over the fact that 2PM just lost their leader. i know, i'm THAT sad - and i wasn't even a mega huge fan of the boys. though i admit i DO have like their full album on my mp3. and to make it worse, an upcoming event's poster even had photoshopped Jae out of the group's picture. that's just ... SAD.
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anyway ... let's move along. and just be happy Jae's safely back in Seattle and away from the evil fingers of those crazy netizens.
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i just realized i'mo more honest these days. like if i'm more vocal now - if i don't like something i'll say it out loud, straight to your face. even Mom kena. i know, very the dosa ... but she was seriously getting on my nerves (this was like last week?! a day before my TOTM - the period when my mood does yo-yo swings at full speed). i apologized (sincerely) after that though.
like i hate it when people force me to do something.
don't force me to eat. that's one thing i really REALLY hate the most. if i'm hungry, i WILL eat at my own time, own target. so if you do force me about eating ... i swear i'll blow. i'll erupt like a volcano. and it'll flood the whole house. everyone in sight will kena.
or forcing me to do something at the very moment. i don't like to rush. i take my own time to eat because i like to savor the food. i take my time to do make up or get ready because i just like taking the time to make myself pretty. i want to slowly apply eyeliner or slowly blow dry my hair. i want to have the time to think about what i should do with my hair.
so i get pissed if people rush me. like if i said give me 5 minutes ... just listen to me. i WILL do it in 5 minutes time, and i will do it really quick. though i take time to eat or get ready, i amazingly do my work/chores really quickly.
like Mom understands me now. back then she used to force me to wash plates and stuff ... now she just lets me take my own time. because trust me, i can get it done in a minute flat. and i do it really well and meticulous too.:)
i don't know why i changed so much as i turn older. i used to be the girl who kept my feelings to myself because i don't want to hurt someone. and that i'm too cautious of what people might think of me.
now i guess i simply don't care. i don't care about what you think of my looks or what's your impression of my views ... maybe i've grown tired of impressing people. don't you ever have those moments where you just want to do what you really want and don't give a damn about others?
usually Hari Raya i'd have like 4 or 5 sets of baju kurung or kebaya ready by now. this year i only have one. right ... ONE. just for the first day. i'll just wear something from the previous years for the other days. why waste right? since i've only worn most of my Raya clothes like ... once.
i don't care if my makciks mengumpat or talk bad about it - that my parents can't afford to buy me new clothes or that i don't wear any gold (i HATE gold ... the type of gold the makciks would stack on their arms and neck that i find it amazing they can still lift their arms with all the weight).
if they'd care so much why don't they buy me new clothes?!
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okay i'm ranting. been feeling to moody these few days. this entry feels like word vomit. everything just comes out without thinking. haha ... typical Niza post eh.
but really, i no longer get the need to buy so many clothes just for a couple of days' events. i just recycle. and people can talk for all i care.
oooh... my Korean drama has started. must go watch. final episode ... haha!