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  • NATALIE

    Reality ain't exactly my forte
    Neither is anything else for that matter.
    Saturday, November 03, 2007
    bore, boring, boredom
    I used to love weekends.
    Thinking that i could perhaps, rest at home or;
    perhaps, go out with friends, whatever.
    But, i'm here at home doing nothing much, but blog.
    How interesting.
    I don't even think people would be even interested in my life.
    This is so boring.
    No one has even asked me out.
    Whatthefuck.
    I guess, everyone has got a life of their own.
    & i don't.
    All i have is a boyfriend who works everyday,
    a brother who goes clubbing every night,
    a sister who talks to the computer everyday,
    friends for 5 years & are missing in action now.
    Perhaps, they've just disappeared like that.
    So much for being there.
    I don't know why, am i still living on.
    I really don't.
    What i've been doing the past few days?
    Listening to emo songs sung by jay and just stare into space.
    I really wonder.
    Beauty can really give you friends.
    It won't make you lonely.
    It won't make you sad.
    I might consider going for plastic surgery.
    If people will treat me better,
    if i won't feel lonely on weekends,
    if i get more friends,
    if i always have friends being there for me.
    I do not mind.
    But, is it worth it?
    Deep down in my heart, i'm still the same isn't it?
    My self esteem hasn't gone up at all.
    What's the use?
    Who knows, the pretty ones might become ugly when they get older,
    & no one would want to marry them.
    & i hope they will stay as a old maid for life.
    Ohh, i just love being mean.

    8:30 pm