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Oh hello. I am B. 18. lass. nursing student.bLogger. stylist. teentalker.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Popularity SuckS!

"When I grow up, I wanna be famous, I wanna be a star.
I wanna be in movies.
When I grow up, I wanna see the world, drive nice cars.
I wanna have groupies."

This is a portion of my favorite song When I grow up by Pussycat Dolls. I totally love being one of the popular kids at school when I was in Elementary and High School. I belong to what so called rich and famous little girl at school. A girl who's name is mouth of the town and all what's happening in her life was being discuss. I totally being talked about when I was young, and I was happy about it.

High school years came, I'm one of the famous bitch that can say "collect and collect then select". At first, It's cool, since boys came craving for your sweet yes. Who wouldn't say yes, if all them are the campus heartthrobs right?? Offering you the world(even if you know it wouldn't happen. and would come and fetch you after school. It's s romantic for a boy to do that for a girl.

But after sometime, I come to realized that it wasn't that things that made you happy. Being popular couldn't give you much insurance of being a happy and complete person. It just not that it.

It's weird that people would call your name out from nowhere and see that she/he dont know who he/she was. It's weird like that. People would add you in friendster when infact you dont know who that is. People would steal your photos just to pretend you they are you. It's just so uncomfortable to be one of the rich and famous girl. People know about ypu and what's happening to you.

"Respect private lives." That's the best gift a person could give to me.. I want to have simple living. Without being the popular girl. As much as possible people wouldn't stare at me and see what i am wearing. is it guess or mossimo or just a simple shirt from school. I'm tired of being rich and famous girl. Being popular wont give me damn happiness. Parazzi from no where is a scary thing, and I've experiece that already.

So now... MY LIFE WILL BE CLOSE TO PUBLIC EYES.

*no editting will be done. It's cold t oget my fingers on the keyboard.*