Hello, my name is Brenda by birth. I really like dressin up. I love books and photography. I hate lizards, insects, things that slime or crawl.Neither do i like gore or violent films.
AM WATCHING MY LIFE FROM FIFTY FEET.
And nope, im not delusional. not yet
screams
Saturday, July 04, 2009
You and your twisted words yes i had disputes with my dad, thats why the title.
As some of you might know, my birthday is just round the corner. But honestly i'm not going through the best phrase of my life.
And hitting the 2 in front isn't very joyous, either.
Since young, I’ve been trying to come to terms with my life. The life that I have been given.Being constantly in penury of love leaves me kind of strong I guess, what don’t kill me only makes me stronger.You see, at home, the situation is whereby im always overshadowed by my brillant brother, its not that i ain't good.Its just that he doesn't have to take the unexplored path.
My ambition was killed shortly thereafter and i believe no amount of restitution will actually bring it back.And being on a constant carousel ride with mathematics in poly left me stranded.The avalanche of assignments and tutorials on me , is catastrophic. Can a phantom conflagation somehow take everything away?
in short, im beleaguered.
Don't ask why am i writing in such a weird tone today, i cannot answer.And i want to express thanks for the wonderful friends that i have met along the way of my screwed up life, always espousing my ideas of eradicating math, and being fervent believers that i can actually graduate from my poly course.Thank you all for taking my sudden outrages,always sedating me from stabign people, being there to motivate me, and allowing me to fall upon during the most vulnerable period of my life.
Thank you all for being WHOLEFOOD-with none of you goodness removed.
She's that girl
The name 'Brenda' stands for 'sword', which I perceive as being linked to violence. But no, I don't see myself as a violent person. The most I do is curse and swear like a sailor, and perhaps punch a few pillows and kick a few walls. But I'd never lay a finger on people(or so i claim).
And also. according to bestf, i'll combust without guys.
To top that up, you will have not problem trying to spot me along the streets.With my not-exactly-very-toned-down hair, and my shorts,yes, Singapore's way to hot to be in jeans.
Personality wise, I'm close to being crazy. I drive people nuts when the inner bitch release.So in short,you can either say that I brighten up your life, or that I drive you up the wall. It can only be one way or the other. No in-betweens.
Basically, I have a problem with authority.I never liked being told what to do and when told not to do something, all the more i'd do it-just to annoy the person (like,duh.)
Yours truly,do not believe in rules-strapped life, strongly thinks that life should be lived the way you want to and no compromises made.Of course minus the reality chunk.Partying is like a hobbie to me, just like how stamp collecting is to other, but partying is much more fun!
Not only does it allows me to meet interesting personas of all kind and yes, grooving to the music is a great workout- keeps me very much in shape.My girls are the bestest people to club with,ever
In case you failed to figure, my girls are one of the greatest thing that happened to me in life.Friends are a whole big deal in my life, plays a huge part in major break-ups and events.By and by, i love them to bits and they know it.
I have the tendancy to forget what i want to say mid-sentence,so just let me finish.I'm not as dramatic as so many friends claimed.I hate crossing the roads, proudly proclaimed my love for whipcreme,icecreams and cakes. I can be completely bought over by sweet treats, Starbucks and surprises.Small details matters alot to me, a little gesture, a smile, and kids warms my heart.I love that warm fuzzy feeling i get when watch kids play.
I'm not exactly the most random person you will find around and am totally,erm, not a bimbo.
Meanwhile, please make do with the photos untill i get better ones.
You and your twisted words yes i had disputes with my dad, thats why the title.
As some of you might know, my birthday is just round the corner. But honestly i'm not going through the best phrase of my life.
And hitting the 2 in front isn't very joyous, either.
Since young, I’ve been trying to come to terms with my life. The life that I have been given.Being constantly in penury of love leaves me kind of strong I guess, what don’t kill me only makes me stronger.You see, at home, the situation is whereby im always overshadowed by my brillant brother, its not that i ain't good.Its just that he doesn't have to take the unexplored path.
My ambition was killed shortly thereafter and i believe no amount of restitution will actually bring it back.And being on a constant carousel ride with mathematics in poly left me stranded.The avalanche of assignments and tutorials on me , is catastrophic. Can a phantom conflagation somehow take everything away?
in short, im beleaguered.
Don't ask why am i writing in such a weird tone today, i cannot answer.And i want to express thanks for the wonderful friends that i have met along the way of my screwed up life, always espousing my ideas of eradicating math, and being fervent believers that i can actually graduate from my poly course.Thank you all for taking my sudden outrages,always sedating me from stabign people, being there to motivate me, and allowing me to fall upon during the most vulnerable period of my life.
Thank you all for being WHOLEFOOD-with none of you goodness removed.
