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27 April 2010 21:55

Lips Should Be Sealed

I really miss my blog. Hmm.

I think I realized something. Whenever I miss my blog, it means that I have something I want to express. I think. This is just a theory.

Anyway, my purpose of blogging.

I was in the shower (reads: a good place to do pondering) when I it came to my mind about girls wearing make up to school. i don't really mind actually 'cause I wear 'em too. But it can't be seen; just the way I like it. Which is what I wanna talk about.

I find it pointless to be touching up in school or wearing make up like how you 'em for Malay Dance performance. Haha. But seriously, you're just in school to listen to what faci say, discuss and brainstorm with you team mates and present. Like nothing much leh. Why so thick make up?

I'm not referring to anyone in particular. Just wondering 'cause I've been entering the toilet and I see ladies touching up. Hmm. Was just wondering and sharing my thoughts, nothing against them. :)

Okay, now to the reallll thing that I wanna blog about. Hmm.

I feel that I've put myself in a big mess. I should've just kept things to myself. Or atleast just tell Sue and Sha. Hmm. Now that all's known, I feel like crap. Like, I didn't ask anyone to do anything. Things were going great for me. Now I feel like crap. I could've died of embarrassment. Okay, drama queen alert people.

But seriously, what would people especially him think of me? Yes, I am self-conscious. So be it. But still righttttt, I feel that my pride macam gone sia. I'm a girl. I didn't ask for anyone to do anything. I only asked to keep quiet.

When I think about it, I feel that I have all the right to be mad right now. No, not mad but infuriating. Tsk!

I wish I could rewind time and not tell anyone. Things would be just fine. Oh Allah, please let me out of this "mess". Oh Godddddd. Pfft.









Nisa, 18, Republic Poly
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