Laugh Your Sorrows Out
I was talking to someone a while ago about a friend who seemed depressed at that time. This friend whom had hit a low, was usually so cheerful and lively. It therefore was unusual to see her exceptionally withdrawn. I told my conversation partner that some people laugh so that they can ward off the sadness within. When circumstance is hopeless and unchangeable, people surpass the stage of crying and laugh instead. The bitter laugh of misery. Laughter temporarily allows them to forget their sorrows. Though odd, they sometimes laugh at nothing or little things. It is just the way they cope with life; the way they try to see the light rather than the dark. She then asked me whether my talk on ‘laughter being a mask’ was referring to myself. I simply...
Existence
I need to stick up for myself more… I’m sick of this. Logen L.
Hair Can Talk
School reopened today. I woke up and looked into the mirror and literally became fuming mad. This is day 3 of living in short kanasai hair. I was kinda self-conscious when I went around school, because of the hair. Thank god I don’t have to look into the mirror so often. Nonetheless, I could ‘hear’ the hair of other people teasing my hair… It doesn’t make sense, I know… Anyway, I found out some sensitive information from two of my fellow Ryuukages. It concerns two serious breaches of privacy. And both cases seem to be linked. Though evidence is circumstantial, we believe the culprit to be… someone. At the moment I’ll close an eye. Once we have concrete proof, I won’t be inclined to forgive or help anymore. And...
Acceptance of The Fiasco
I have come to accept the aunty hairstyle fiasco. I have also accepted that my hair is much too short for the hairstyle I wanted. I have done damage control by visiting my friendly neighbourhood barber. Hopefully, in three months time, I’m able to revert to the hairstyle I wanted. I will take up my friend’s advice to go to the Japanese salon. Life goes on, here’s a list of things I’ll need to get: Make Up Primer (for oil control, and covering up scarring) Slim Jeans (Grey or black) Footless Ankle Leggings Besides this, I’ve decided that I need to train harder for Aikido and incorporate pressure point striking. I finally realise they were serious when they said that Aikido is usable in a street situation only after years of training....
Officially Screwed Hairstyle
You know what… The hairstyle suck. That bloody fucking bitch of a hairdresser. I spent 2 months waiting for the hair to grow out to the correct length. Bearing the messiness and the discomfort when sleeping. After visiting the fucking salon it is now butchered to a short length with a bulky top. For god’s sake, I’m not an aunty or a butch! I pay you a quarter of one hundred dollars for a screwed haircut is it? Chee bai! I’m never going back there again. Shit ass… Please tell me how to salvage the hair man. Kanina! Stupid bitch… Karma’s gonna get you man… I hope you get a bald patch in your head. Stupid cow… ………………………… ……………
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