annoying people who annoys me.
Wednesday, November 1st, 2006i hate people who are too dependant. especially if they depend on me.you’re a bloody grown-up and for god’s sake,try to act like one.i dont know why people became so attached to somebody and wanted to do every single thing with someone else.it’s like,get your own life!
why is it a person need to be with another person to do a thing or stuff that you can do on your own.i mean,the other person also have life,you know.her/his world does not revolves around you and neither does yours.i mean,cant you do things on your own without involving other people.and get a life!please.and the other person doesnt have to report to you every single activity that she/he did in his/her daily lives to you.and once she/he decided to do things on her/his own,you become a total pain in the ass by making her/him felt guilty for not including you in her/his own activity.i mean,people have life you know!they dont only do stuff with you and you alone but they have a social network where they need to socialize with other people too.and in short,he’s/she’s actually sick of being around you who keeps on depending on people and not being able to find your own social life and your own a line of other friends.and when i said other friends,it means other friends than your friend’s friends.i mean,find your own new batch of friend will you?its not that hard to make friends with people.it’s either you want it or not.that is all.having other people besides your usual circle of friend is good and refreshing.and its good for your friend too.she/he now has more time to do things on her/his own.some people need their personal space and i think you need to know when you invade their privacy and personal space.it’s like,if you dont want other people to cross the line,you might as well want to do the same to that person.do not,i repeat,do not,invade their personal space because it’ll be totally irritating and you tend to lose friends because of your nosy nature.i repeat,GET A LIFE.
i’m used to be independent.its kinda weird because i am the only girl in my family and im the last one in my sibling’s list.living with 5 brothers and a pretty cruel parents (sorry mum,dad!), i learned to live by my own and i learned that being the youngest in the family doesnt always mean being pampered.the same goes if you’re the only girl in your family too.well, at least not in my family.
shallow people will go like,"owh,so you’re the youngest and the only girl in your family?i bet you’ve been pampered and silver-spooned by your loving parents!you’re so lucky.i wish i was you.".i was like,"honey,you dont know who you’re talking to, so dont go and make yourself look stupid when you stereotype people like that.not everyone in this whole wide world fits your description of certain type of people in your own la-la land that you’ve created all by yourself and engraved in your weak and shallow minds".but of course,i didnt say it out loud because she will be running around telling every single person on this earth about me and my big mouth.actually,she does.by doing so,she got a big mouth.
i hate it when people stereotype me with being pampered by my mum,dad and brothers.being the youngest and the only girl in my family doesnt mean they succumb to my every wish and command.in fact,i dont get any special treatings from my family.well,maybe a little bit when i havent reach my puberty yet.cus i’ll be lying if i said i never got a barbie doll that we little girls crave and bang our head on the walls for when we were still a cute little toddler. as soon as i grew older,i became a stubborn biatch that my mum wish she never gave birth to.(at least that’s what i think!).i became the pain in the ass of the family.yes.we all go through that stage where we feel we’re the only sane and correct human being in earth and our parents can hardly understand us.im always involved with troubles.although it’s not that serious but i regret doing them.i saw them cry so many times because of me.and my seriously,un-cope-able attitude.
i knew i have to be independant when im 12.my mum and dad decided to sent me to a boarding school.at that moment,i knew,i have to stand for myself when i’m there and there’s so many things that were not taught at home,i learnt it from standing on my bare two-feet.i managed time by my own, i learn to do everything on my own and not to be dependant on people.people cannot be trusted.no matter how good they are to you,there’s still a slight part of them that acts as a destroyer to you.you dont want it to happen.its ugly when your so-called best friend becomes your unforeseen backstabber.you didnt see it coming.that’s what hurts the most.
i learned it the hard way.but i’m glad i did.if not,i will never turn out like this today.if not,i’ll be the weak and undeniably irritating human being who keeps on making people disgusted of my sickly sweet attitude.thank god i’m not that kind of sity syarifah mohamed hadli.
