It is great when someone gives you a hand to help you, and I will be grateful for.
But sometimes, enough is enough. I don't like being told:
When to shower
When to brush my teeth
What to do in my weekend
Get a lecture about my life and/or love life
Get a lecture on how to work
And everything!!
Living with people that is not your family is def the hardest thing to do. But if you do, you have to respect eachother for the fact that each person is INDIVIDUAL.
I will do my chores, but why do you need to decide for me when to do it? I don't like wasting my morning watching TV with beer in one hand wasting my time. Yet you tell me I didn't do my chores coz I went out since you didn't want to do it!
I'm tired from work, I'm hating my current work, I'm already getting told off every day at work. I don't want to come home and be told about the fact that we got home late.
WE KNOW
I don't want to hear you complain about you doing our laundries, coz
I DIDN'T ASK YOU TO
You may be about my father's age, but
I AM NOT YOUR DAUGHTER
You can boss her around coz she is your girlfriend, you know her much better than you know me
BUT I AM NOT YOUR GIRLFRIEND
It is definitely time for me to find my own home....
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Looking for the stars
I'm looking for the stars that I don't see
I'm looking for the stars that is supposed to be there.
But all I see is the city lights
And all I hear is the sound of over speeding cabs
It's past midnight, although it's a sat night, you'd think there would be some kinda peace but no.
There is nothing wrong with this country, but there is something wrong with me.
I miss the humanities and the warmth of the people.
I said I'll get there no matter whatever it takes, but living the life knowing it's not where I belong, it sux. Give me 2-3 years, I'm getting out of here.
I'm looking for the stars that is supposed to be there.
But all I see is the city lights
And all I hear is the sound of over speeding cabs
It's past midnight, although it's a sat night, you'd think there would be some kinda peace but no.
There is nothing wrong with this country, but there is something wrong with me.
I miss the humanities and the warmth of the people.
I said I'll get there no matter whatever it takes, but living the life knowing it's not where I belong, it sux. Give me 2-3 years, I'm getting out of here.
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Other me
Slowly, I see the other me appear, part by part....
first I see the face....
and the cheeks.....
forehead and nose.....
then the eye lids....
lashes......
eye brows......
the lip.....
As I close my eye and open again, I see the other me staring back at me. So I smile at her, and tell her that she looks beautiful tonight.
Then I sit in front of my laptop and continue watching the unfinished dvd...... in my baggy t-shirt and pj bottom, and a cup of hot tea in one hand, biscuit on the other.
first I see the face....
and the cheeks.....
forehead and nose.....
then the eye lids....
lashes......
eye brows......
the lip.....
As I close my eye and open again, I see the other me staring back at me. So I smile at her, and tell her that she looks beautiful tonight.
Then I sit in front of my laptop and continue watching the unfinished dvd...... in my baggy t-shirt and pj bottom, and a cup of hot tea in one hand, biscuit on the other.
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