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i've been surfing around... reading different blogs... and chanced upon this one belonging to a 15y/o Fillipino-American who has just returned to her homeland...
"who are you to nudge me out of your way just coz you have the tits, the ass and the fake eyebrows? realize this. thirdly, what kind of a guy jocks me just to know the directions on how to get to a certain arcade to supposedly meet his 'bald homeboys' then coincidentally you see him all over a girl. and lastly, who the fuck do you think you are telling my homegirl that WE'RE gonna go out, not with YOU... simply emphasizing the 'we're'... shove your mother fucking pride all the way up your ass. do you think you're too cool for my presence? i say you think again. 'nuff said. `flicks the middle finger."
wow... i mean, wow... for someone so young, she shure is filled with a lot of angst and hatred... which made me think of how i was when i was 15... "was i like that, too? so filled with anger?" 15... 15... hmmm...
back then, i was actually a happy student, really... if my memory serves me correctly... i enjoyed school, loved training (SJC swim team...), thought my friends rocked, and well... life simply couldn't have been better... now, i don't pretend to have had the perfect life, but then again, how much 'suffering' can a 15y/o have? right?
which brings to mind, hey! maybe that girl (read: above blog) has a tough life... and all that stuff... i thought of that too... which made me read a few other entries... even those in the archeives... and, well... she seems to have pretty much a normal life... same as yours and mine... so WHY? life has barely started for her, and she's marking it with the red of anger and black of hatred... *sigh*
is it the different cultures in which we were brought up in?
i've been surfing around... reading different blogs... and chanced upon this one belonging to a 15y/o Fillipino-American who has just returned to her homeland...
"who are you to nudge me out of your way just coz you have the tits, the ass and the fake eyebrows? realize this. thirdly, what kind of a guy jocks me just to know the directions on how to get to a certain arcade to supposedly meet his 'bald homeboys' then coincidentally you see him all over a girl. and lastly, who the fuck do you think you are telling my homegirl that WE'RE gonna go out, not with YOU... simply emphasizing the 'we're'... shove your mother fucking pride all the way up your ass. do you think you're too cool for my presence? i say you think again. 'nuff said. `flicks the middle finger."
wow... i mean, wow... for someone so young, she shure is filled with a lot of angst and hatred... which made me think of how i was when i was 15... "was i like that, too? so filled with anger?" 15... 15... hmmm...
back then, i was actually a happy student, really... if my memory serves me correctly... i enjoyed school, loved training (SJC swim team...), thought my friends rocked, and well... life simply couldn't have been better... now, i don't pretend to have had the perfect life, but then again, how much 'suffering' can a 15y/o have? right?
which brings to mind, hey! maybe that girl (read: above blog) has a tough life... and all that stuff... i thought of that too... which made me read a few other entries... even those in the archeives... and, well... she seems to have pretty much a normal life... same as yours and mine... so WHY? life has barely started for her, and she's marking it with the red of anger and black of hatred... *sigh*
is it the different cultures in which we were brought up in?
posted by Lynette at 7:50 am
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