Friday, 17 January 2014

Insecure and Alone

Hey,

So, it's been ages since my last post. so maybe, i thought of posting one again since my emotions are all mixed right now. The thing is, I was at my friend's house and she a has a boyfriend and you know, I dont. I dont really want one actually but the thing is it does get to me sometimes, knowing that you're all alone with no one to love you and all that, and it does make me feel way more insecure than I already am actually,and also knowing that nobody likes me. I know, it's not like everyone in this world has a boyfriend but all my friends do and even if it's not a boyfriend maybe some people like them and adore them and I know I'm gonna regret ever posting this and all my friends are pretty and thin and pretty and I'm always the spoiler in the group photo with my ugly face and my being fat and all that. Does it ever occur to anyone that it's unfair that only certain people get to be loved and/or liked because they're beautiful and thin and noticeable and popular. Plus, they say love is blind, then why dont some people get to be loved? Why does society only choose pretty and skinny girls and popular ones to be chosen out of all the others. It's just so unfair. Society is super cruel like, cant it be fair and everyone gets a piece of what makes them happy not just perfect people though.

And with everyone having someone to make their day and make them smile, it does get to me really bad and listening to all those songs about love and about someone you care about, i kind of feel like I'm nothing to this world. I don't feel like I'm needed, I don't feel like I'll someday get noticed or smiled at or recognised like how i recognise some people who dont ven remember they've ever even met me. I really dont want to change myself for people and i want people to know me for who I am and what I do but I dont think it's even possible so the question is, am I the only one going through all of this. I know some people are going through this too but how am I supposed to know them if society doesn't want us to be known. I'm not the type of girl who's pretty or cute or funny or that sociable. I dont even think my schoolmates know I go there. I'm not that girl who gets stared at even if she just walks by, people dont even look at me if I've done something that'll probably get their attention. All I know is, they'll only remember me for the embarrassing things that come my way and they'll still forget my name but remember the things i dont want them to. What good am I to this world anyway? It's just the same if I live in a hole and get stepped on, people still won't realize I'm there.

                                                                                                                                      xx hasya

Friday, 6 December 2013

The Boys and Flower Crowns

Heeyyyyy

I think the boys look ADORABLE wearing flower crowns, I mean, how can you not look at these and smile?

I mean, c'mon!

So, as a treat, here's some eye candy.






God, they're adorable. Oh, and guys, since today's like the last day to vote, help them win MTVstars we could do it if every single directioner helped out. 
#mtvstars One Direction

xx Hasya.   





Monday, 2 December 2013

The Past Days

Firstly,



Yeah, so, it's December. the last and final month of 2013, I mean, like, what? I still remember the first day I entered my school, and you're saying it's already December, wow! So, it's been like ages since I posted a real entry like, you know, an entry that really meant something, well, at least it's been less than a month. That's not much so, lots happened since then. I mean, there was 1D Day and Midnight Memories and Catching Fire and I just met up with my primary school friends whom are like sisters to me. 

So, I think I'll start writing about the outing with my friends. It was nothing really, just going out to Gurney Plaza and everything. Hannah had to go to an appointment for her facial treatment and everything so that means to hours of doing nothing for Afiqah and me. So we decide to walk around and got lost and panicked until we realized we've been walking in front of the place we promised to meet each other since forever. After Hannah was done with everything we went around going to shops and to the cinema. And just then, just walking with them was where I realized, all of us, we've changed a lot but that wasn't the problem really despite the awkward quietness and having nothing to say even though there was actually loads of things running through our minds. Sarah wasn't there though, she's gone outstation until next february and I guess that's why we weren't much ourselves. We weren't complete. You know, my friends are my everything next to my family and these three have been there for me since the start of my first year, six years ago, I just wished our friendship wasn't fading, NO, it's not fading and it never will. I can't even bare the thought of it. Well, enough of all this drama, let's go on to, 1D DAAAAAAAYYYYY!


Wait just a minute, okay, enough said.

Basically, that was my favourite part so yeah.

I think it'll stop till here  and maybe, just maybe I'll write about Catching Fire another day so just enjoy this vid of overloaded adorableness awwwww.


xx Hasya.      



Saturday, 23 November 2013

Do ask


Ask me, maybe?



Perfection


Isn't this just Perf?

Pandas


So heyy
Just wanna talk about pandas today
I just think they are freaking cute
So big and fluffy and adorable
If they were human I'd soo totally marry them haha
Like, just look at the picture up there
If that doesn't make you smile 
I simply don't know what will
Pandas could just put a smile on anyone's face
Like, once, I gave this senior at my school a panda hat
An she was just so happy
She was like
"I've got a panda hat!!" and showed it to all of her friends
but heyy that still counted as a smile
and yeah
Have you ever realized how pandas aren't racist at all
 They're black
They're white
They're asian
Plus they're adorable.
Okay, I just realized how much I babbled this time
So, uhh bye. (:

and enjoy this panda! C:

xx Hasya.