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Sunday, January 31, 2010 @ 12:35 AM
:/

To whom it may concern.

After all this while, after that incident, after that night, I knew things were about to change. When you told me you're okay, I know that you're never okay. I really know how it feels like to be in your shoes, but it's really something I cannot control or do. I still feel guilty for what I've done, and I really can't put myself to face you like how I used to before that day. Remember in the afternoon when I met you, I tried my best to not shed a tear, but at D's place, I cried like fuck knowing that you knew what had happened. It really sucks to know something the hard way, I feel you. But, I know I'm being selfish and I really don't know how you are able to act normal towards me.

Please do not do anything to yourself. You shouldn't be the one doing those things, it should be me. I was the one who was at fault, not you. You're a really good friend, I really can't afford some as retarded as you. After reflecting, I know I'm someone who's selfish. I did try my best to tell you on that very day, but I told you in a way that's indirect. I really hope that you're not gonna do anything to yourself. I still owe you a fucking Venti Starbucks drink. Please. You do know, I'll always be there for you even though I'm not of any help. But still.. you know, I know.

Sorry, and please take care.




Wednesday, January 27, 2010 @ 11:33 PM
:/

Please do not fucking attempt to fucking irritate or fucking annoy the fuck out of me now. You can do it so after I'm done with figuring why the fuck I'm irritated/annoyed with my motherfucking self.

I'm gonna leave this fucking blog a fucking break.
I'll be back when I'm alive.
For now, just treat me as though I'm dead please.
Thank you.




Tuesday, January 26, 2010 @ 1:51 PM
zomgzxczcxz

So how?




Thursday, January 21, 2010 @ 8:59 AM
HAHAHAHAHA!

OMFG, HAHAHA I FEEL SO FUCKING HAPPY.
Serves your right motherfucker.
So much for talking to Nikkhi about you!
^_^ I love how I start my morning today.
HAHAHAHAHAHA.

www.twitter.com/AmyMunchkins




Sunday, January 10, 2010 @ 5:45 PM
holy shit cheebye (darrell's epic line)

As I'm typing this, I'm suffering from a minor hangover. Haven't been drinking for quite awhile and god, I suck.

Anyway, yesterday was fucking awesome. Mark brother treated all of us to Pizza Hut because he got his pay. We had fun, and it's been quite awhile since we ate like a group. I miss everyone. Decided to go for an impromptu jamming session with LR, because it's been quite awhile since we jammed. Wasted fucking $12+ on cab fare because there was a jam. Reached Chapter Six and we had a hella' of a time there. They did a cover on Stick Stickly which was funny because all of them tried to imitate the "Crabcore" move like how they did it on the music video! Then they also did a cover on In Dying Days. All of us are fucking crazy. Nvm, will still love all of you!

After that, decided to head back to City Hall. Before that, decided to pop by at Nash love's workplace at Funan IT Mall. (Nash love why you so cute :3 ?) Then we went to chill and then they had like a shot of pure Absolut. Talked nonsense and at 11pm went to fetch Nash love from work. While waiting for him, was having a hearty talk to Mark. Really upsets me to see my close friends upset :( I don't like it! But it's okay Mark, you have a choice. Just don't regret the choice you've made.

Went to Joe's place to spend the night there. And that was when all of us literally went crazy. After a few shots, all of them looked damn drunk. I was fucking tipsy after my 7th/8th shot but for sure I wasn't drunk. Talked to Nash love about a whole lot of things and I really appreciate every bit of you! I luvluvluv you a whole lot k Nash? XD And then I really c.m.i, I head back to Joe's crib and died. Woke up with a minor hangover. Took 136 back home with them and Nash love sent me off till my staircase.

Bah, and I just woke up from a fucking good sleep. And now I feel like sleeping again. Jeez. I think I'm gonna stay at home today. No more alcohol and going out for the time being.





Monday, January 4, 2010 @ 5:19 PM

I think I'm gonna isolate from everyone.
To please both parties, or everyone else.
I hate doing this.
But I can't stop thinking how much I've hurt one.
So, I guess to end things.
I'm gonna do it to the other.





Quite touched that people do actually read my blog.
Thanks to those who actually called/texted/im-ed me.

But, I'm fine.I'm just going through a series of unfortunate events that has led me to become all emotionally unstable and frustrated with how things are revolving around me. I don't tell certain of you stuffs because you have your problems, and I don't want to be a burden to pour everything onto you.

Gonna meet my babies later, and I skipped school today lol.
Byebye.




Sunday, January 3, 2010 @ 8:17 PM
actually..

I'm quite looking forward to this week.
I've settled down pretty much or less.
I'm off to school after a month of holidays.
And after that gonna eat my w Andy adik and Enaa darling for dinner.
:) I guess, things won't really be that bad after all.
I've got my problems.
You've got your problems.
Settle your own problems.




sigh

I'm gonna leave CyberWorld for awhile. Yesterday was the first time I cried. Not because I had my heart broken, but I broke someone else's. Seriously FOL. (those who were there with me yesterday you should know what it means)

And thanks to the rest who was there when I was quite emotionally unstable.
I'm really sick and tired of everything.
Including my own attitude.
I'm not gonna be on MSN/Facebook/Whateverfuckshit often for now.
I.really.need.a.fucking.break.

I just hope nothing happens in the future.
If you have to contact me, text/sms.
I'll only reply if I feel like it.

Bye fuckers.




Saturday, January 2, 2010 @ 2:18 PM
:)

Meeting the rest later to have some movie marathon + overnight @ Darshy's place.
*gleams in joy*
School starts next week, yay.

I don't give a fuck about what you do.
Cos you've lost it man.




Friday, January 1, 2010 @ 11:30 PM
Enough is enough.

This sucks, it feels as though I'm living in a paradox.
But I'm trying not to give a fuck, because..
at the end of the day we'll laugh at how silly we are.
How stupid we are to fight over such controversies.
Apart from that, everything happens for a reason.
So, may I know what's the main reason and purpose
of the whole argument that's expanding?
I really feel like typing what I feel about everything.
But honestly, I don't feel like doing so because,
humans are humans, they have feelings.

I feel like isolating myself from everything.
To be honest, I'm really sick and tired of everything.
I don't know how the fuck I'm supposed to react.
Or what the fuck I'm supposed to do to help contribute
to solving the whole issue that's occuring now.
I don't see particularly anyone at fault.
Everyone was at fault.

And I feel so much better after typing this down.
One less thing to ponder much about.
I don't wanna care more or less.
I'll be back once I see the need to blog.

P/S: You're amazing.