I am so,,, in such a deep anger. Of myself. Of my past. Of those who gave me birth. next, i might blame God somewhere high up there, huh? That I didn’t have the useful ability : playing guitar and traditional dancing and riding motorcycle.
I hated that time went by without I was there. I experienced myself a few times. I am not done yet with myself!
And so, i was listening Sexy Naughty Bitchy Me – a song of Tata Young. I’d like to represent myself as Bloody Bitchginner who is A Lovely Danger Smartass. I won’t stop yelling for what I dislike for what is naturaly creepy not human! Well, am I human anyway?
Well, I read this Damn Article : Learn A ‘Foreign’ Culture By Learning Another Language and yes, I’m bleeding again here inside!
Who am I? I’m lost of myself here.. I don’t know my own local language in which I was born. I was too high class. Meanwhile my High School Friend who is Bloody Damn Rich is having her wedding party and I am about to attend it after this!
I just can’t describe myself. Help!
Bloody Damn Sunday, October 17th 2009