Morals? They are cheap these days.
You don’t get paid for being kind, you get paid for your evil schemes. You don’t get paid for being a good girl, you get paid for being a slut. You don’t get paid for your natural beauty, you get paid for artificial beauty. You don’t get paid for treating someone genuinely, you get paid for treating them the way they want you to. You don’t get paid for studying, you get paid for dancing on the podium. You don’t get paid for decency, you get paid for indecency. And people wonder why girls are behaving the way they are these days.
Beyond me.
Appalled by the sheer numerical value in my bank acct. I don’t even know why I need a bank acct anymore. Its pathetic. Totally regretted my impulsive decision to go overseas right after my exam when I don’t have the ability to. Hate this feeling. Hate the feeling of being poor seriously. So overwhelmed with sadness I think I don’t remember anything that I’ve studied. I really don’t want to screw up my last paper tmr. God bless.
I want to be daddy’s girl.
Sometimes, I wonder how different things will be if I had a dad. A father will always love his daughter more than anything or anyone. If I had a dad, he will pick me up when it’s late. If I had a dad, he will fetch me school. If I had a dad, being carried on his shoulders is as good as being on top of the world. If I had a dad, he will laugh at how sad I am for being so upset for a lost pencil case and proceed to taking me out to buy all I need. If I had a dad, he will be so protective over me when it comes to other boys. If I had a dad, a normal dad like everyone else, I’ll love him more than anything & anyone in the world. My perfect lover will be someone that can be best friend, my boyfriend & my father.
Officially mad
By far the worst ‘mood swing during exam’ ever. Beginning to think that I have anger management issue or depression. Slamming my books and notes in the room like some lunatic and start bawling cos I don’t have my pencil case and pens. I need a superman.
