<meta name='google-adsense-platform-account' content='ca-host-pub-1556223355139109'/> <meta name='google-adsense-platform-domain' content='blogspot.com'/> <!-- --><style type="text/css">@import url(https://www.blogger.com/static/v1/v-css/navbar/3334278262-classic.css); div.b-mobile {display:none;} </style> </head><body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/37656147?origin\x3dhttp://brinkled.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>



i'm the kind of person who mistook pineapple for starfruit, and called ginger as garlic.

_________________________


Archives


November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007
March 2007
May 2007
June 2007
September 2007
October 2007
March 2008
May 2008
June 2008
July 2008
August 2008
September 2008
December 2008
January 2009
May 2009
June 2009
July 2009
September 2009
November 2009
December 2009
January 2010
February 2010
April 2010
June 2010
July 2010
August 2010
September 2010
October 2010
February 2011
_________________________

Wednesday, June 18, 2008


i am not what you always think i am - bo chup.

i behave that way so as to avoid additional problems in my life. i am already facing a problematic life ( i think ) and the laughter is partially a smokescreen. being bo chup indirectly draws me away from some of those issues that have nothing to do with me or increase the pimples on my face.
perhaps people think i could play a part in them, lend a listening ear or give a helping hand, but please don't force me when i don't feel like. u want me to give a damn about what you're doing, tell me and i'll give. but please don't be so temperamental and tell me only when u feel like. i'm not some spare tyre for you to come and go as and when you like.
you can say that all negative remarks in front of me, but please don't do it behind me. if you don't like the way i do things, tell me. i'll change to your preference.

and please don't come in and go out of my life whenever u like it. i'm not one of those on your shelves that you could take and put back after getting sick of it.