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Monday, April 20, 20099:45 PM
Sarina Bte Abu Hassan.
When your life is ruined, you seek the answer to the questions, which are running through your mind. "Is everything coming to an end? Does everyone knows abt this? Am i filling myself with the desires of SINS and HATRED?" When i start asking myself that kinda questions, my mum sees through me. Seriously. She is like a shrink. When i cry, filled with the impulse of choking back tears and the runny fluid in my nose, which i just can't do, she would comfort me with her hug and just wait till the last tears in my eyes stop flowing. As my mother, and me, as her daughter, she understands me like how she understands her ownself. She loves me with the whole of her fibre being, as i was the first one to be brought out into this world, by her. She took care of me for 14 years and counting, she made sure i had what i want someway or the other, and she make sure she kick those farkar's asses if they dare mess with my life. You see, mothers are always like that. They reprimand you, because they love you. They beat you up, because they love you. And they make decisions for you because they LOVE you. I never used to understand that, but recently, i did. Now, my beloved mother is having her fourth child, but i know, that she distribute her love equally among her children, and she never show no favouritism. I used to say that she is a bad mum, and that she loves my other younger siblings better. But being the eldest child, what i fail to see is that if she hates me and if she loves my brothers MORE thn she loves me, i wouldn't have been given enough happiness and love to last me through this cruel world.I therefore declare, that my mum is my guardian angel, my sister, my bestest friend, and finally, she is of course, my one and only MOTHER. (:I hate to say this, but before my life gets more bad-ass thn it is already, i will like to apologise to my loved ones whom i had once or many a times hurt before. To my GF, Puteri Nadia Binte Moliano, whatever misunderstandings that we are going through right now, i just want to say sorry. Like what i had said in my previous text to you, 'I am not ashamed to let everyone know that i ILY and that i treat you like my own biological sister.' and in here, i apologise to you my dear. To Nur Amalia Binte Ghazali, thank you for the listening ear and i appreciate your friendship. And finally, to Ms Elizabeth Ng, my form teacher, and Crazee D, my dearest friend , thank you fr everything. Fr the advices that you guys had given me, and the reprimandations that had pulled me close together each time i'm messed up. But fr now, i can't trust anyone. Life had thought me abt LOVE, FRIENDSHIP, RELATIONSHIP and HATRED. And ohh lemme tell you. It was hard going through those phases. But in anyways, i am going through what they say, 'hardships' in one's life. And the only person that i can trust right now is, MY MOM. Hahaha. Thank you everyone. (:-Kiss,Kiss___♥Syerri ;}Labels: My Mother.
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♥Ain't Your Normal Chicka;
♥Eri-B, A dancer; Emcee and a girl
who loves to laugh.
I rep' Nutz Crew, and true to say, they are the ones who had mould me into what i am today.
Maybe to some, i may not have the O R I G I N A L I T Y,
but i don't really need other's opinions on that matter.
Cause i know how to deal with my own life,PERIOD.
And i know what i had been through for the past 13 years.
So don't judge me by the looks.
But judge me for what i am, a girl who can create wonders in your life.
I dance because it is my perogative.
Make me laugh and you'll be loved, galore.
Make me smile and i'll share my chocolate with you.
Make me mad and i'll stick darts into your voodoo doll that i will later on create, TRUST ME.
dancers aren't always like these.
Its just me,
The one and only, ♥Eri-B.
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