Tuesday, June 01, 2004
My appearance:
I'm Malay...NOT Chinese neither an Indonesian not even a Philippine... Heez...I'm getting tired of it wen everytime peepz asked if i'm a Singaporean but well, I still can tolerate wif it... And some Britney Spears songs which coincides with my life.. (",)
My Life:
I am overprotected
Read the lyrics of Britney Spears' Overprotected..and u will understand tat my life is as coincidenece as the lyrics..
Hello to the girl that i am
Youre gonna have to see through my perspective
I need to make mistakes just to learn who i am
And i dont wanna be so damn protected
What am i to do with my life?
How am i supposed to know whats right?
I can't help the way i feel
But my life has been so overprotected!
I dont need nobody telling me just what want
What im gonna do about my destiny
I'm so fed up with people telling me to be
Someone else but me!
* I am getting sick n tired of my life been overly protected!! Argh!! I cant do this n tat.. I have to follow this n tat!! Sometimes, I envy my friends... when they reached 18, they went clubbing and discos for the first n last time to have the experience.. BUT ME? I cant... Hmm...i wonder how was it like to be at clubs and discos.. Also, I cant be late by a few minutes.. if they told me to reach hm at a certain time and i was late by slightly few minutes.. I'll receive a call!! Dun they knw tat I'm using SingTel? No free incoming calls?!! And when the bill shoots up, they put the blame on me!!*
NOT A GAL NOT YET A WOMAN
Im not a girl
Not yet a woman
All I need is time
A moment that is mine
While Im in between
Im not a girl
There is no need to protect me
Its time that i
Learned to face up to this on my own
Ive seen so much more than you know now
So dont tell me to shut my eyes
* In the eyes of my family, I am still a (baby) girl!! And due to tat, pple ard me who dun really knw me thinks I havent grow up! And I am still immature.. Well, i cant blame them... I have to blame myself for having a family like tat.. Sigh.. when will I be a grown up in their eyes *
Lucky
She's so lucky, she's a star
But she cry, cry, cries in her lonely heart, thinking
If there's nothing missing in my life
Then why do these tears come at night
* I may loiok cheerful...lively..friendly and if I'm too tired.. then STRESS look on my face.. But u will neva knw wat is missing in my life.. Sometimes i cry n when I think of it... alone at nite in my room.. Although I shared a room with my grandma, she didnt knw I cried coz I cried silently in my heart.. UNLESS i did someting tat provoke her till she hurl abusive words at me.. But only my close friends will knw..why i always cry.. *
