Crazy People

There are some crazy ass bitches in this world. You would think that since our society is more educated the number of bogans would decrease and the number of loud, angry people would decrease as well. Sadly it doesn't.

Yesterday, my friends and I went into Safeway.
Some lady accidently ran into my friend with a broken shopping basket.
She apologised on the spot (which was polite and the right thing to do).
After that my friend and I stood aside in one of the isles and I noticed he was bleeding.
Naturally, whenever I see somebody bleeding, I would tell them; "you're bleeding."
That crazy, angry lady walked past and heard "you're bleeding".
In the middle of Safeway she yelled, "stop trying to make me feel bad, I already apologised and it was an accident."
Bitch! What's your problem?
I am entitled to tell my friend that he's bleeding and if you cared you would give him a bandaid since he's bleeding.
I didn't say you did anything wrong and I'm not trying to make you feel bad.
If I wanted to make you feel bad, you would have been in tears by now.
Besides, I know that accidents happen so what's your problem?
In conclusion, there are some crazy angry people which make this world suck!

epic fail

Fuck you,
For many years of my life you have neglected me. I walked this path alone.
Along the way, you have insulted with your harsh words, you never encouraged me and never believed in me. You made me believe that I was a pathetic piece of shit on the side of the road. I believe it so, to the extent I wanted to move away from everything and end everything. I have no self esteem, I believed that I had no strengths and I only had possessed weakness.
I always thought that nothing good will ever come my way.

Whenever I made a slight achievement, you would always find ways to slander it, you would always say that you're not that special and it's not that hard to achieve or you would compare to others.

I know that I am a disappointment, I never achieved extremely high results at school.
I know I am not the prettiest girl; not the slimmist and I don't have perfect skin.
But I never took drugs, I never binge drink.
I don't ask you for money and I work part time to support my own personal spending.
But why must you still believe that I am a disappointment?
Am I that pathetic? That I don't realise I'm that pathetic.
If I am, tell me how to change.
I thought I was immune to your constant insults but I'm not. It still cuts me on the inside.

I will promise you that one day, I'll make a great contribution to this society.
I'll move out into the big wide world and make myself useful.
I promise I won't do anything to disappoint you anymore.
I'm sorry for being the biggest disappointment in your life.

Buttermilk Pancakes!

I just finished my exams and I decided to do something useful with my time.
I got up at 7 am in the morning just to make BUTTERMILK PANCAKES!
I followed taste.com.au buttermilk pancakes minus the strawberries.

Ingredients
1/2 cup of caster sugar
1/2 cup of bicarbonate soda
2 cup of self raising flour
600 ml of buttermilk
2 eggs

List of Numbers I Reject

Here's a list of numbers I reject from my mobile as they are telemarketing.
Everytime a telemarketer calls me on my mobile, I save their number so I remember to reject them next time they call.

0888 888
02 8217 1579
02 8217 1570
02 8217 1566
07 5512 1013

Unbeautiful

Recently I have been spending more time away from home.
As my social network begins to expand, I begin to feel less pretty.
I am friends with some of the most gorgeous ladies.
In return, I begin to feel like the ugly duckling.
These day, I am spending less time thinking about what clothes to wear and less time clothes shopping.
Why the change?
Now, it's approaching the stage where I would ask my sisters to match my clothes for me. I feel like a loser. '(
These days all I wear are jeans and a plain T-shirt.
Maybe I'm spending too much time hanging around boys at uni.. maybe I am starting to act like one. ='(


Sometimes, we see pictures of people we know of facebook and they look absolutely flawless. Sadly, majority of them wear make up.
Everyday, I wake up and I don't apply make up because it feels unnatural.
I rather look like an ugly duckling then apply make up.
Is it shallow to think that make up is an essential for being beautiful?
Why can't one look beautiful without wearing make up?

What's the moral of the story?
It's time for a SHOPPING SPREE!