Wow. Been looking through my past post. WHAT A ROLLER COASTER MAN!

Wow, totally blown away by my strength, my highs and how sad I had been. & How stupid and crazy I was. Very dark times, and I had actually survived, typing this post today. I read about how crazy I was for that guy, and this guy, and I am like.. WTF? What the fuck was I thinking? That and this and those guys were pathetic! WTTTFFFF...

LOL. Sighs. The pleasures of growing up.

If only I had been this mature, those pain wouldn't have happened. Never mind.

I realised how low my self-confidence was. I felt like I do not deserve anything worthy. Inside, I felt ugly, stupid, worthless, just simply disgusting. I felt like I was the epitome of Frankenstein trying to be a beautiful girl.

WTF, again.

I read how I was so happy making new friends at SP, jamming, and enjoying my first CCA there. I read how much I have wasted my time, trying to figure out something so simple (when I look back at it now).

I actually worshipped my SP life. Laugh out loud man!

Wow. Today, I had a real laugh at myself!

The immaturity, the crushes, the so-called 'depression' mode. I actually was a poet! I read back on my other blog, the post, wow. I actually am able to write nice poems, because why? Yes, I was emo. Emo to the core, writing poems about death, unrequited love and how I am such a pitiful soul.


Wah laooo ehh.. I can't believe I went that low. But hey, I am thankful that I gone through it and came out wiser, and stronger.



One day, when I have a happy family and all, I am going to let them read my post, and let my children see, I've been stupid before, and I survived, so no worries!


:D Loves to my past Siti Aisyah, and thank you for being strong!

Wow. Been looking through my past post. WHAT A ROLLER COASTER MAN!

Wow, totally blown away by my strength, my highs and how sad I had been. & How stupid and crazy I was. Very dark times, and I had actually survived, typing this post today. I read about how crazy I was for that guy, and this guy, and I am like.. WTF? What the fuck was I thinking? That and this and those guys were pathetic! WTTTFFFF...

LOL. Sighs. The pleasures of growing up.

If only I had been this mature, those pain wouldn't have happened. Never mind.

I realised how low my self-confidence was. I felt like I do not deserve anything worthy. Inside, I felt ugly, stupid, worthless, just simply disgusting. I felt like I was the epitome of Frankenstein trying to be a beautiful girl.

WTF, again.

I read how I was so happy making new friends at SP, jamming, and enjoying my first CCA there. I read how much I have wasted my time, trying to figure out something so simple (when I look back at it now).

I actually worshipped my SP life. Laugh out loud man!

Wow. Today, I had a real laugh at myself!

The immaturity, the crushes, the so-called 'depression' mode. I actually was a poet! I read back on my other blog, the post, wow. I actually am able to write nice poems, because why? Yes, I was emo. Emo to the core, writing poems about death, unrequited love and how I am such a pitiful soul.


Wah laooo ehh.. I can't believe I went that low. But hey, I am thankful that I gone through it and came out wiser, and stronger.



One day, when I have a happy family and all, I am going to let them read my post, and let my children see, I've been stupid before, and I survived, so no worries!


:D Loves to my past Siti Aisyah, and thank you for being strong!