Friday, August 3, 2007
It's those
miserable, cold life-sucks-hard and why-do-I-live kind of days again...My
baka brother keeps on ranting about sucking his dick.
...
Have no idea where he learnt that from.
One of the reasons I HATE combing my hair is because I hate to stand/sit in front of the mirror... that gives me the chance to catch a glimpse of my sickening and ugly face!
AAAARRRGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
Wanna know how I look like?
Well, I have the
haggard skin that belongs to a 36 year old woman and the
crazeeeeeeee hair that makes me look 38.
I have millions of blackheads dotting my nose and my cheeks are kinda like sunken in...(are they?)
My nose is a horrible squashed flat one which is pumped up slightly, my ...
That's enough then.
I'm making myself sound like a horrible creature. (Wait. I
am one)
ANYWAY.
A beautiful heart can be
hidden by a foul face.
Unfortunately for me, my heart is as foul as my face.
So is my language. (I'm cutting down
ALOT of the vulgarities. There's supposed to be a F-word, the bl**** word, the b***** )
So I'm trying to
cultivate goodness in my blackened heart.
Anit' that easy I'm
tellin ya!
I haven't
succeeded. Not one bit. In fact, I think it's becoming
blacker.
OoBut in any case, as much as I hate my face, I will not spend a single cent on an operation to shift the nose thingy, or so on and so forth. I'd rather have an ugly but NATURAL face than having a beautiful but FAKE one.
Those people "beautify" your face, or should I use in my own terms: "modify" your face.
You know. I really hope I don't really go for an
operation. That would be breaking my rule and
humiliating myself.
But I do not
include those what-you-call-it-Jean-Y
ip-? kind of changes.
Those are okay...i think.
...
..
.
are they?
hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm................
Anyway. I think a beautiful heart is more important.
...
Okay. Hope no one had read this.
"Gaara rulzzzzzzzzzzzzz!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
