as told by her.♥

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♥ brenda

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

Monday, February 25, 2008

its time to wake from fantasy
back to the absolute reality.

someone important to me in someway
told me chunks of i don't want
and that casted me back into reality
because i dont like the sound of it.
im crying as im typin this.

i've been living in denial.
jus drinks then club
works for money which
never actually lasts me through the very next day.
being a girl that no one knew.
being a stranger to everyone.
being cold
someone whom i realised i dont know
oh.what a shame some might think.

i wish some one could just come along and pick me up.
from the dump

random-
azimah says her mum 's doctor says a pontianak is sitting on her.
and thats because she heads home late.
i told her i prolly has 3 with me.
she insist tt i have an army with me.
and they are an army and it explains why they never disturbs me.
they can self-entertain.

that girl was a one time teenage drama queen.
that girl was me.

//EDIT
i wish the clique the best.
aint very sure if i was even part
but well.
read blogs,figured that things are not really what i pictured.
thanks guys.

thanks for tha past.
sorry for the present.
and
all the best for the future.

Monday, February 18, 2008

see.i've been good.
don't die laughing

Sunday, February 17, 2008

thank god its over

(hopefully)

will blog more.

gg to wrk

p.s i miss you

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

HAPPY CNY.
its like the 5th day of cny and im finally blogging,
been real lazy.
visited like only 3 places.

**

p.s highlight all.thoughts
scattered in between.
been ard u for the past weeks.
im happy.
u will not understand the sense of fufilment
cause i know its a one way thing
at least that stagnant for now.

think school ;s quite screwed for me.
idk why.
i jus never seem to b able to hand in al assignment on time.
i think its jus me.
RAHH
exams due soon.
i really really want u
sounds sick i know...
i will try my best.
hope one day u will know it

caught sweeney todd ytd at 12.o5 with heng mama and cs.
i still think the blood looks like acrylic paint with water.
the show isnt bad.
jus the meat pies looks gross with cat meat
and looks soo much better with human fillings.
oh ya.
the joanna looks like porcelain doll.
but meanwhile..
jus spending ime with umakes it whole

i want bake for v.day
i dont have a date.
dont ask.
i jus want to belong
spending excessively.
RAHH
quit quit quit
navi

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.