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it is a shame I am your lover
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Thursday, July 19, 2007,
7:52 AM
self-obsessed lovers.
The title above is not meant for me, nor for any of my friends. I was actually blog-hopping and I come across this girl's blog who happened to be none other than my schoolmate. I agree that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. But I agree to that self-humility is a great trait to possess. There is absolutely nothing wrong of course to take pictures of yourself because I am quite a camwhore myself. But to do it plus post is every other day will obviously makes people go all "EEEEEWWWW!". That was me actually. I totally have seen her with and without make-up and trust me, she looks just like any average girl in both ways. And I am being nice here. I feel bitchy writing stoopid comments about someone is hardly talked to. But there goes. You want to talk about being a Muslim? Goodness I thought in Islam touching the opposite sex will earn you years in Hell? Oh and there you are bitching about this hate-tagger of yours. Sheesh. But whatever. It is your blog, your face, your admirers and your whatevernot. And school is getting a lil bit more pathetic than I thought. I mean this whole grooming procedure is such a crap. And because of that I am not able to attend school today just because of my shoes!!! Just what kind of a sick thing is that? Why cant you authorities give us a grace of over the weekend? Shit. And tomorrow would be Parents' Session Day. It is going to be hell because I totally did my worse in all my education life. I was crying on the phone with Hubby last night. We had a quarrel and me being too sensitive(I think) started raising my voice because he is getting on my nerves. He is totally not being understanding. That is a fact. And he is not giving me the right motivations. I mean, how could you still wanted to meet me despite the fact that I had something more pressing matters that I need to settle? Ok yeah I already made my plans but the least you could do was to scold me graciously. I mean, this is not like I did it for the hundredth time. Even if I did I would have absolutely repent for it later. You knew I would. But nevermind. I know you still love me Hubby. And even if I am too busy to say this I really love you too. I would do anything to make up for all my mistakes I had done to you. Labels: I love you. |
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