Monday, January 17, 2011

M.I.A


I understand that I've been missing for quite awhile. But no worries cause...


I WILL BE BACK SOON. =)

Monday, January 03, 2011

Let's talk about me.

Hello hello hello there. How's everyone? I've time travelling back to those days reading my previous posts and I realised that I ain't the same blogger no more. I used to be cheery, no? Hahah. Oh well. I don't know wat happened in between. Not that I care, really. =)

Let's talk about me. I'm in the mood to talk about me. Like who I am, what I care and don't care about, what I'm made off and stuffs like that. Okay? Wanna do that? I wanna do that. So here it goes.

I'm Azura. I know some people don't like their names, but I'm not one of them. I love my name. 5 letters, begins with A ends with A. Short and simple. Just like my name, I am short for my age. I'm not so sure but the last time I checked, I was 145 cm. And I'm 15. Damn right I'm a shawty. And sometimes, I hate it. It's like people around you have to look down to talk to you, and I find it insulting. Just by that. But most of the time, I'm fine with it. I think short is cute. And someday, I WILL grow. I have a big butt. Yes and I'm not afraid to admit it. My big ass came from my paternal Granny. Came down to my sister, came down to me. And again, I don't mind cause I call it Bootylicious. ;)

I am Malay, and I am Muslim. I'm proud to be a Muslim. VERY proud. But I have to say, I ain't no typical Malay. First of all, I'm no Minah. I hate them. I think their a bunch of lowlives who try too hard. Because beneath all that Make-Up and dramatic eyebrows and crazy hair and tattoos, they're actually pretty. Same goes to the Matreps. Gosh these people embarrass me so much that I can't write a 8902613473857843 word essay on them without punctuations. I'm a very English person. I love books, I love movies. I'm obsessed with Western Culture. I love how the Western parents are so close and laid back when it comes to disciplining their children. I love theire school system, I love their countries. America, UK, Europe. And Spain. And France and Italy. Soo goddamn different from Asia. And I am downright jealous of it. So yes, I'm a VERY English person.

And one more thing that is very important, I don't care. I don't care about ALOOOOT of things. Like how I look, how I act, how I speak. Nope, I couldn't care less. I don't care what people wanna think, wanna say about me. I don't care who you are, if you're wrong, you're wrong. I don't care if you don't like me, that's your problem, cause surprise surprise, I don't like you too. And if I don't like you, whatever you do is NOT gonna make me like you. Digest that.

I'm very cool. Patient at ALL times. I try to work things out, I don't raise my voice, I breathe. I analyze things to the very last bit, and then I make a decision. And I can read body language very well. Not to mention, sometimes, I know what you're thinking. You can never fool me. I'm VERY smart. Not academically, of course. But when it comes to life stuffs, I'm unbeatable. Really, I''m not kidding.

I laugh alot. Cause my life is full of shit. When I laugh, I feel better. Laughing is always better than crying. I hate people who judge. Especially those girls going around saying ,"At a rate of 1/10, what would you give her?" That's just annoying and if you're unlucky, you get a slap from me. I hate that. Everyone is special in their own way. Who are you to judge? You're not perfect so just shut your trap. Teenage life is all about first times. First love, first kiss, and stuffs like that. So if you think you're perfect when you're in your teenage years, think again. You might not be when you're an adult.

I think that some people are so blatantly ignorant. They think they know everything. Trust me, they don't. They know shit. Don't trust anyone so easily, not unntil you've seen it with your own goddamn eyes. Really. Everyone wants the best for themselves. Yes, even the nice kids. Sooner or later they'll rebel and won't be so nice anymore. Seriously, I'm blabbering shit here. I gotta stop.

I got sidetracked. But whatever it is, bottom line is, if you don't know me, don't even dare to judge me. Like I said, even if you're a teacher and you say things that can blow my top, I WIIL blow my top. I don't give a fcuk if you send me to the DM or whatnots. I live for myself. Not for the people around me.

Thank you very much.

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