&& i found it. that paradise.

Ok, i don't know how to start this off.

School has been pretty monotonous and boring recently. In fact, very. I am getting sick of blogging already... Homework and project had been pretty slack, even till now. Hopefully it stays this way.

But yet, i've been quite busy. With all the jap learning and random surfing and everything. Time just flew.

I cut my hair at Kimage so now it's ridiculously short. Like short short, can't-tie-for-nuts short. So i'm a bit not used to it.

Vday this year's gonna be single maybe not so sweet. I mean, after all, it's a day for couples and you can't possibly fake it and say: "So what if i don't have a date? I have my girls! They are the bestest things on earth!" I mean it's true, obviously. But it's a date where everything sweet and romantic comes alive and girlfriends are sweet but not romantic.

It's more like trying to cover up for yourself when you say that and don't have a boyfriend no? I mean, might as well just admit it.

Being single doesn't mean that you are pathetic or hopeless. Not at all. It's nothing bad. I'm not trying to "cover" up or try to contradict myself. I'm just saying that you probably just haven't met that Mr Right i guess.

But Valentine's Day is a day to feel quite left out when it's supposed to be a date of love and all that adorable shit. and you don't have a date.

They say in magazines about holding parties with your girlfriends and just have the party of the year. That is nonsensical crap. Unbelievable, not believable.

And for those girls who are...not very presentable, they read these magazines and feel joy for themselves cause, somehow, they find comfort in those words.

Sometimes, it's really just yourself that's the problem. That maybe you should stop niao-ing people so much, stop being so annoying, stop being so lianish, stop being so act cute, stop being such a bitch.

But these magazines find ways to cover up for them, like tell them, your Mr Right hasn't arrived, that's all. And tell them to spend the lovely day with trusty girlfriends and family. On one hand, that may be true, on another, it's just an excuse.

I'm not saying that all girls are like that of course. I'm meaning, SOME.

It's not pathetic for singles out there, just...sad, on this particular day of course.

And i'm one of them. Which is yeah, sad. But i'll get over the day just fine. XP

Yeah i guess i will. ><

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I'm Pamela, 14 years old, living in the sunny beautiful island of Singapore. I'm Asian, tanned and a volleyballer. I love shopping, slacking and reading. I prefer to think myself to be an optimist. I'm a bit of a blur queen, late queen and drama queen. And i appreciate the finer things in life. My birthday is on the 23rd May 1992. You really better remember it.