Hi.
It has been indeed a while since my last update. I haven’t been really busy, I was not interested to blog about anything at that moment or any moment in the past. I felt like my life has angled in an empty path and how desperate I am to have a planner in order to have everything that will happen in 2012 straighten out. Thanks to Diane’s sister, I was inspired to have a planner, I wasn’t talking about the lame business planner, I kind of wanted something unique, a planner that suits my weird personality and lifestyle. I may not be the busiest person in the whole world but damn you I want a badass planner and I want it now. Having a “Badass” planner requires me to keep track of the things I need to be doing in order to have a productive life next year. I have been living a care-free life. I haven’t been jotting down notes what I want my future to look like. I have a few goals stuck in the back of my head that I really need to take note of. To literally write it all down on my “badass” planner; the only thing that is stopping me is the fact that they don’t have planners that suits me here. So, I guess I’m still heading nowhere.
How would you know if someone hates you? loathes you? despises you? They all have the same definition but how would you know? I wouldn’t know that because I haven’t had people hating me for that matter or maybe I have had some in the past but I would know it right there and then and it would all be over. Sigh. I am in the state of not knowing if someone hates seeing me. (This dumb moment, ey) I don’t have the guts to ask that person because I’m not sure. People have different personalities, yes they do, so it’s hard to jump to conclusions and judge people too quickly. So, what should I do? Should I wait for that person to personally tell me that she/he hates my guts? Yeah, maybe I should. Silly me, I just answered my question.
Here me out on this. I don’t fancy people, especially boys to ask for my number. I’m not being a conceited bitch, it does happen to us girls, so stop being a jealous ass and listen to my rant (Hahaha). Girls have different takes on this issue, some are on cloud nine when a guy asks for her number especially if the girl likes the guy or the guy is cute and hot vice versa; while some girls don’t appreciate it, they are disturbed and outraged when a guy asks for her number. Just like me, I don’t enjoy the attention nonetheless you are my type or you are friends with my friends, or my opinion about you collides with my standards then fine with me, we can be friends, with the right reasons we can be friends, you can have my number. BUT SINCE YOU ARE NOT AND I AM NOT INTERESTED TO TALK TO PEOPLE. Let it go and leave me alone because I am not the right person to annoy. Can’t you see? I just blogged about you.
A few more days before Christmas Day! :3
