Stereotypes

OKAY FIRST LET ME JUST TELL YOU THAT THIS DOESNT APPLY TO ANYONE IN PARTICULAR, THIS IS JUST ME, AN 18 YEAR OLD FEMALE, WHO JUST WANT TO LET HER FEELINGS OUT.

Why why why why why do people always have this thought on their heads:

Science students are better than Art students.

Situation: Person: What are you guys taking in college?
                 A: Oh, I'm taking Pharmacy Knowledge.
                 Person: Oh that is lovely! You will do amazing in life! You will make your parents proud!
                 B: I'm taking Creative Arts.
                 Person: Are you sure? You won't get far in life with that.

God, don't even let me start.

Firstly, why is it when people are smart in Science and Math, people will say that they are smart and they should continue on doing what they love (which in this case is Science) and tell them how awesome they are but when someone is good in stuff like dancing or singing or playing musical instruments they will go like,

"Oh, that's great! But how about Science? You need to learn more about Science."

Hi, um okay, why do you go around telling people who are good in Arts or Sports or Writing to learn better in Science, to know things about Science when you don't tell the people who are smart in Science to learn how to draw, how to play sports.

Listen, my point is, everyone is smart and wonderful in their own ways, everyone is great in their own damn self, with their own damn talents.

If you like cutting a frog and learning its insides, good for you! You go do what you love! You are amazing!

If you like soccer, good for you! You are also amazing!

If you like performing, good for you! You have the confidence I wished I had! You're great!

No matter what you're good at, never ever look down on someone else. Everyone is beautiful and smart and great and wonderful and magnificent in their own way.

You do you!

Love,
AN

I hate people.

I'm always a second choice. I'm not a wallflower, no. I have friends, I still laugh, I befriend everyone. But the thing is, it hurts when you're number two. All my life I thought that I have a bestfriend. The on who would love me for me. The on who would put everyone behind to make me happy. But I don't actually.

 At one point today at school, I was really really really happy but then I heard that the vice president of our class did this gathering for Eid. She invited everyone, but me. That kinda set my mood from being a happy little sunshine to being that gum under the table without any company.

  My friends who made my day, left me just like that. She just left me inside the classroom and never came back. Not even inviting me to go with her even. I'm really hurt.

  My crush, which happen to be one of the best guys I met, I'm starting to think that he's using me. I was always beside him when he needed advice. For relationships and friends. I thought we would always stay like this forever. When I started to talk to him yesterday, he replied like he doesn't want to talk. Not only yesterday really, it's been like that since I came back from Johor.

  I'm a loner. I'm afraid. I'm useless. I'm not smart. I'm not talented. If committing suicide wasn't a sin, I would consider doing it. Because everything hurts, so much. So, so much.

Hopeless romantic

HAI.

Hopeless romantic. Yes. I am a hopeless romantic. The only thing I want right now is to cuddle and hug someone until I fall asleep or maybe just roll in the grass and talk about life. But I'm a hopeless romantic.

Yes, I get that life isn't a bed of roses and love doesn't come and GI easily.

Unless you're a slut than that's a different story.

Anywhore, you know how an adolescent teenage girl like me is now looking for a love life that's exactly as in the thick love novels like tfios or looking for alaska and all that shits.

It just ain't possible.

No matter how "perfect" your boyfriend is, he won't be coming to your house with a white horse riding to the sunset, he's going to come with ugly trousers and a fucking flower, and that's adorable if you ask me.

I'd rather have flowers on my head than diamonds around my neck.

That's it, I'm not in the mood to type more.

Sayonara amigos.

Convent girls

Listen to our moto guiding us as we go, simple in our virtue steadfast in our work, let the kindly counsels take it to your heart, simple in virtue loyal and true live god with all your heart.

For those of you who are girls and fabulous, you may know this song. Well, maybe its not the same in every convent school there is but tada you guessed it, its a convent school song.

What I wanted d to share today is the characteristics of most convent girls.

First of all, drama.

Don't tell me your school don't have them because every school does. Especially girls' schools.

Imagine being stuck in a school of 1000+ girls which half of them are in their PMS at the same time.

HAHA ITS NOT SOMETHING TO JOKE ABOUT AYEEEEE.

Yes, there will be dramas here, but not as many as you expected. Just a lot of fangirling and screaming around, nothing weird at all.

And you may also think that being on a girls' school, we will act like thus most of the time:

Expectations: "Hey babe, oh my god I love your nails are they polished and omg are you wearing extent ions to school, you are such a bitch! Love you baby kisses kisses."

You're terribly wrong. I, as a convent student will tell you what we tell most of the time.

Reality: "Hoi, come here you little shit. You didn't finish your homework ah? Walao, I wanted to copy you know. Why you bojio me go JJ with that bitch lah? You want me to smack your ass is it?"

Something like that.

And as a school with no boys, we grow carrying heavy weight. Who is going to carry all the chairs upstairs to the third floor? We do. Who is going to help the teacher arrange the tables for events? We do.

I would love to tell you guys more but as an Asian student studying in Convent, I must study my ass off for exams.

Sayounara amigos.

The Fault In Our Stars

This book though.
THIS EFFIN BOOK THOUGH.
THIS MOTHEREFFIN BOOK THOUGH.

A love story like this, would be perfect. This is the ideal romance that girls would want. Not to buy us an effin ferari no. Its to shower us with loads of love.

As you can see, my blog is too lovable and heartsy its just like the book. I'm into this book more than I'm into myself. Things you can learn from this book are splendid.

For example, you can see that if you treat a girl like a princess, she will treat you back like a porn star. Trust me, this is true. They both have Cancer in this book. The hero knows that he's going to die soon. But did they stop from making love and fucking each other? No they didn't.

Besides, the free things in life are the best.

Let me suggest books for you guys to read, a teen love book to be exact. So this book can teach all you dumbass hopeles romantice out there how to get some pussays and cocks ((no i'm just kidding)) but continue reading;

-The Fault In our Stars by John Green

This book tells you about a girl named Hazel Grace who met a guy (with an unlit cigaratte) at this support group. I would tell you further but no spoilers. Oh yes, and if you are planning to watch this movie pls read the book first and be prepared also pls bring 82951 boxes of tissues.

-Looking for Alaska by John Green

Also one of his books, which also broke my heart. The thing to this book is that it tells a true story about boarding schools. Its a must read.

-Scrambled Eggs at Midnight by Barkley and Hepler

No hate but I must say the beginning of this book was kind of slow but when you get to the romantic part, I just. Your heart will bloom into 101 roses. Its beautiful.

-The Boy On Cinnamon Street by (( I forgot who lol ))

This book is waaay to cheesy haha. If you are more to the adult romantic don't read this book. This is like a book for teenagers like me. Not for ya'll who reads 50 shades of grey.

-Warm Bodies by Isaac Marion

Maybe some of you know this book as a movie. But this book is amazingly cute although kind of disgusting because you know, zombies, brains, blood, idk. But it's cute. I recommend you to read this.

Well that's all I got for now.

Sayounara amigos.

What girls want in a relationship, actually.

Shout out to all the confused boys out there, stressing out about why your girlfriends are sulking and moaning and yelling while they are not in bed with you.

Firstly, I'm not saying that girls are perfect in a relationship and all and they ever cheat and all, no. I'm not saying that. I'm just saying that non-bitchy girls out there, including myself, are not moaning for branded clothes and credit cards.

You know what we want actually? We want you. We want your feeling. We want you to text us good night and good morning. No we don't want long paragraphs saying how much you love us in 101 letters. Just a simple "goodnight, lovely." "good morning, beautiful." just that.

Here's another thing, when we say we want surprises we don't mean by "BUY ME A FUCKING FERRARI OR I'LL CUT YOUR HEAD OFF," as far as I check, nope. By that we meant something like, you can show up with a flower you picked from a field or even a rock written with our name on it or if you're that lazy, just show up with your damn lips and kiss us unexpectedly.

Okay fuck this I'll just show you what an ideal boyfriend for normal girls like me would want;

-You need to be an open book. Stop keeping secrets. We don't care if you wear One Direction boxers. Tell us. There's no need for secrets.
-Carry us, kiss us unexpectedly, throw us in muds, do something fun.
-Be romantic, plan a date in a ferris wheel. That'll be perfect.
-Never break our hearts, its a fragile thing.
-Kiss us in the rain.
-When we're on our period, don't go away, don't be scared, pamper us. Cuddle with us for long night movies.
-When we say, "lets go to my room," its not always meant by having sex, it means something like, lets lay down, talk to each other, shower us with kisses, hug us, tell s you love us.

I could go on with this list forever. But remember that the little things you say and do could mean the world to us.

Be careful with her heart.

Sayounara amigos.

I CAN'T BAKE. /.\

Today, being the very very very hardworking chef I am, I decided to cook. Not cook, exactly, I baked. Then I don't know if some baking fairy shot my head with this crazy idea, I was determined to make Pavlova.

YES THE GOOIY FLUFFY WHITE SWEET AND LIGHT THING MADE OUT OF EGG WHITE AND SUGAR MIXED TOGETHER AND BAKED.

Somehow, I looked through the internet and did what it exactly said. I beat the eggs lightly. Pour the sugar a little at a time (for an impatient person like me that's some hard shit to do). I even placed it at 120 celcius for an hour. From outside the oven it looked brown-ish and fluffy. My mouth was watering like hell.

Yes, I had those moments of yes-i-can-bake-im-so-talented. I bit the crunchy outside of the so called Pavlova. I was so grateful I made it. It tasted amazing. Then, I decided to peek and taste the inside.

WHAT HAPPENED YOU ASK?

It was fluffy alright, it smells gross, it looks gross, and being the idiot I am I tasted it. I almost puked. It tasted like eggs mixed with sugar (that's what it basically is though). It was a total disaster. Wasted 3 eggs and 4 tablespoons of sugar. I'm just going to face-palm myself now.

Sayounara Amigos.