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-smiles with coffee stuck between her teeth- Hello. You finally found my blog eyy. I'm Ayu. And I'm an asshole. But a nice one. I'm a one-in-a-millon breed. I am a mix of spasm, stupidity, dumb, high, weirdo and irritance. I can be nice,crazy and friendly. At times, when I'm nice, I'm friendly,jovial,patient and all-smiles. Sometimes, I say things that may a tad-bit hurt others but I don't mean them. It's at a spur of anger and sarcasm. I've always wanted to be a kid again and not grow up. I want to go back to the days where crayons and lollipops were my only love. :) I want to be the kid who is oblivious to all the harsh things going on in the world. So, I don’t feel hurt by them. But we all know that this won't happen. Sooner or later, we have to mature and grow up. I'm a purplevampireninjapickle just like DANNY NOREIGA! I have my role-models and they are all unique in their own ways:) CHRIS CROCKER AND DANNY NOREIGA!
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Saturday, July 18, 2009
♥ 7/18/2009 02:09:00 PM
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Michael Jackson.
My Idol. My Role-model.My Inspiration.
Today left me with a pang of loss and a huge hole in my heart.
I watched the Michael Jackson Memorial Special.
It was really saddening.
The world has lost one of its Greats.
Ever since i was young, I've been listening to his songs.
He was someone i look up to. I can relate to him.
He is soft-spoken and shy.
But on-stage, it was another person. A person full with confidence and energy.
He was the first African-American to appear on MTV.
He was the one who broke all racial barrier.
He was also the one who made music wht it is today.
Brooke Sheilds' speech and Paris' short farewell made me cry.
I cried for 4 times.
I just couldn't hold back my tears. By the end of the memorial, My eyes were red-rimmed and from crying.
Believe it or not, I still cannot believe that he's gone.
He left this world at such a young age.
He was a person full of smiles, calm and reserved.
All these years, he life was full of controversies that were all not true.
Those people who envied just wanted to ruin his life.
However, Michael never complained or fret over these things.
He just smile even though his heart was aching.
He never showed how he really feel as he didn't want
to attract any attention.
I don't understand why everyone is fretting about his looks.
IT DOESN'T CONCERN YOU SO JUST SHUDDUP!
He suffered a traumatic childhood! His father kept calling him UGLY.
His father said "What a big nose you have.You surely didn't get that from my side of the family!"
HOW DO YOU FEEL IF YOUR OWN FLESH AND BLOOD CALLED YOU "UGLY!" AND CRITICIZES YOU EVERYTIME?!
Because of these, he felt insecure about his looks.
He went for nose surgery.
HE DIDN'T COLOUR HIS SKIN BECAUSE HE WASN'T PROUD TO BE AN AFRICAN-AMERICAN!
HE HAD A SKIN DISORDER CALLED VITILIGO AND WENT FOR A PROCESS CALLED"DEPIGMENTATION" TO EVEN OUT HIS SKIN AFTER SEVERAL EFFORTS TO COVER UP AND EVEN OUT HIS SKIN TONE WITH MAKE-UP!
It's not his fault that he had a traumatic childhood!
His dad used to beat him up really badly if he and his brothers got the dance steps all wrong.
His dad would beat them with anything he could find, belt,cable wires. He would also throw his sons against the wall.
Michael would be so scared of his dad that even the sight of him would made him regurgitate.
Michael's mom would be hysterically shouting to her husband,"Stop it Joseph! You're gonna kill him! You're gonna kill him!"
Michael never get to experience a dad's love.
He didn't get to say "Daddy" to his father, never sat on his father's lap with the dad, embracing him lovingly.
All in all, He couldn't get to experience a father's love.
Michael's father told him and his brothers," To you, I'm not Dad or Daddy. I'm Joe."
He was a good entertainer,person and father.
True, he did dangle his son from the balcony.
But it wasn't intentional.
GET REAL PEOPLE!THINK RATIONALLY!
WHY WOULD HE WANT TO THROW HIS OWN SON OFF THE BALCONY!
DON'T YOU FIND IT RIDICULOUS!
He brought up his children with love,care and concern.
He never ever once laid a finger on his children.
He loves and adore children.
He even built Neverland Ranch for unfortunate children.
Michael Jackson was also a kid at heart.
He didn't get to experience a colourful childhood like us.
He had this kid in him that wants to come out.
His love for children was undeniable.
he also donated a lot of money to charity.
He was the world's most charitable celebrity.
A humanitarian, samaritan and an angel sent from Heaven.
He did whatever was in his capabilities to help children all around the world
to put a smile on their faces.
To him, children are the main reason why we have happiness in the world.
Please, people, he has already passed on. Let him go in peace. What more do you want for him.
Michael Jackson has touched millions of hearts.
Wait, scratch that.
Michael Jackson has touched COUNTLESS of hearts.
Michael Jackson, you have serenade yourself into our hearts through your songs
and your caring heart.
I've always wanted to meet you but I guess it's too late. It's ok. I'll meet you
in the Hereafter.
There will not be another Michael Jackson in this world.
No one can ever replace Michael Jackson.
NEVER,EVER,EVER.
We, your fans are missing you badly,Michael.
Rest in peace, Moonwalker. We love you, Michael.
We always will.
♥ 7/08/2009 09:53:00 PM
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
This week has been a very exhausting week for me.
It resulted in lack of sleep and black eyebags.
Right now, mugging for Pure Literature homework. It's hardddddddd.
Try as I might, my mind sorta blank and it's not co-operating with me.
But somehow or rather, my girlfriends made my day.
Thanks, you guys. With you guys around, I don't really feel lethargic from the massive
amount of sleep loss.
I am sleep-deprived and no, it's not insomnia.
It's all because of the assignments piling up,eh. Sometimes teachers can be quite merciless with
the truckloads of assignmnets.
WORST STILL.
I slept at 2:30 am just to finish my history assignment and the teacher says,
"Keep it first. I will collect when the whole class hand in
as a whole."
wtf! Can you imagine my expression?! Imagine how the volcano on top
of my head was excreting lava at a high speed!
I mean i sacrificed almost my whole sleeping time to finish this effed-up history assignment
and it turns out that i had more ample time to finish it.
I was really pissed off. But i calmed down after a few hours.
I'm suffering from mass exhaustion.
This week, I wasn't very talkative and chatty as I used to be.
Sorry, guys. It's just that this week has been really hard on me.
Btw, there's two people I want to thanks.
Amanda and Nadia.
HEYY AMANDA!
Thanks for helping me with the blogskin. I can never get the hang of it. It's fabulous.
NADZEE!
Thnaks for being my phone buddy and study date eyy?
We should go out to Starbucks or Termianl 3 to study. One of these days, alright?
I promise.
I'm going to continue mugging for my Pure Lit now.
Ciao, till then.
-A.
♥ 7/01/2009 10:24:00 PM