
My form 6 life packed into 3 boxes.

Accompanied Jessica to get a haircut last Thursday (I think). I might say I'm rather proud to be part of this auspicious event as she was finally, finally going to get a really short haircut.


Side view.

Other side view.

Key chain given by Kristy. Thanks, girl! Love the colours. =)
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Feeling rather rantish now. I need to get a few things off my chest.
Maintaining a blog is not always easy. The things that we type and post are often judged by people. If it were my friends reading my blog, I wouldn't have much problems as they should know me well enough to know what sort of person I really am.
For an example, if one day, I start ranting about something like, say, unable to find clothes or shoes that fit on that particular day, friends and people who know me would think, "Owh yea. Bad shopping day." However, if it were some other stranger, the person would go like, "This girl has anger issues. Tsk Tsk. So rude and violent."
Now tell me, has anyone not gotten angry at anything before? If you really haven't then I must say you are a sick person because FEELINGS are what a HUMAN are supposed to feel.
Something did happen to me a few months back. Back then, I used to 'advertise' my previous blog on Friendster. By doing so, I led many people, comprising of friends and strangers into reading the blog. One day, my younger brother told my that a young girl, a tween, was actually a reader of my blog. People who used to read my old blog should know that I do curse at times. Especially when I'm angry. I think I really expressed myself in that old blog and have limited myself in doing so in this one. Anyway, when my brother told me, I didn't think much of it as she was just a kid living in her own world and vice versa. We aren't closely connected. We aren't friends. Nothing.
After a while, I removed my blog url from the Friendster profile but the damage was done. Few months back, when we were on a trip, this particular tween girl and her friends went up to the prayer mountain and after awhile my parents and I along with some other people followed suit. She came up to me, tears and all, and as though she was prophecying, she told me that I HAVE NEVER CRIED FOR THE LORD, I FEEL UNLOVED, UNWANTED, CANNOT FIND CLOTHES AND SHOES and a whole lot more.
I was speechless. She did this. In front of everyone there. Now tell me, if it were you, how would you feel?
Look, just because I am always oh-so quiet in church and look as though I cannot defend myself does not give this girl the right to spew such nonsense about me. Never judge a girl by her appearance. Never judge her just because of her blog and what she writes.
Yes, you may think that you lead the perfect life because you do not curse, you do not get angry and you do not feel upset but really, stop cheating yourself. Everyone has sinned. If not, do you think they'd still be on this earth? And what gives you the right to think that I do not have a relationship with God? You were still a PRIMARY SCHOOL KID when I cried for the Lord. So, does this mean I have to start wailing and prophecying in front of everyone JUST to prove that I am a true worshipper? I don't think so. This is between me and God. And my life has nothing to do with yours. Oh yes, you DO judge people by how they look and dress. Whatever. Since you have such super fast growth rate with you relationship, why don't you just leave us slow-growers alone and let me learn to live myself? Thank you.
Anyway, after the incident, I went to my room and pondered. Did God really tell her all this? However how could He say I have never cried for Him when He knew? Then it hit me.
She was quoting some snippets that I had written on my blog. Quoting it as if it was from God.
Let me make this clear.
My posts are not mind-blowing and does not need discussion outside the blogging world. I am not a famous blogger who comes up with quirky posts and quotes. What I write here, stays here. So, there is no need for ANYONE to quote them and THROW it back right at my face.
So if I happen to like black nail polish and punk rock, does this make me Satan's Spawn? Does this mean I love infliciting pain on myself and whatnot?
So if I get angry sometimes, does this mean I have anger issues?
If I curse AT TIMES, am I a rebellious girl waiting to go on a shooting rampage?
If I have a quiet persona sometimes, does this give the right for people to talk down on me?
I should think not.
Life has it's ups and downs. You can't expect people to put on a Happy Ya Ya front all the time. People have feelings and their own opinions. If you don't like the way I express myself, get off this blog and stop reading it. However, I bet you'll come back for more just because you like to judge what people write and think.
I do not need to hear opinions from people that do not matter, especially kids and tweens with know-it-all attitudes that annoy me. You are not important to me. In fact, comparing my life to yours, I think I much prefer mine. Although I do face downs, I still much prefer to stick to mine.
In conclusion, if you do NOT know the blogger personally, stop judging him/her just because she curses or gets angry or has different views from yours.
Thank you.

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