when i talk abt friendster and everything that is in it. i am simply referring it to people i know and whom i dislike. so for those whom i dont, dont take it personal. i dont know you, i wont diss you.
it is just about this little group of self-proclaimed fashionistas.
one of them who thinks one is petite, when fo' real yo, is just short and chubby.
and another one who tells the world one is witty and read alot of books and is witty. yes i meant to say that twice.
and plus all the other friends of theirs alike.
and no, they are not gay.heh.
i just dont quite like people who self-proclaim themselves as this and that. oh and the darn laughter is fuckin annoying, do work on it.
well, if they do stumble upon this. they will despise me. but hey, this is some sort of a journal right? so what the fuck do you expect? no critism and just talk about what i did today and the day before that and the day before that? hell no.
i have somewhat lost track of what a journal really is. without a doubt writing in a book is so much better and real as compared to blogging. but alas, i am on the computer almost the whole day and night. blogging however, is a show offish way for people to tell other people by not trying to tell them directly but indirectly and then not be called a show off-er. when really, if you think about it, we're all just show off-ers.
and now you judge me with what you have just read.
we're all hypocrites and are always in denial.
ladollyvita at 10:05 AM