28 November, 2006

Transferred from my Xanga: Story of a Girl Back in High School


Ie been doing a lot of observing, reading and thinking lately. I realized there are many kinds of people in this world. And 1 person may have few personalities instill in them. Back to high school, I came across this girl that I once knew. She has so many types of faces and reaction when facing different people. When she with those so-called-high-society-English-speaking-only friend, shel be those brainy attitude, being so friendly and humble just in case her friend found out she does not suits in the gang; when she with my class-mate, shel be isolated and so-called the only white dot on the black paper; shel be giving all kinds of idea that is impossible and thinking that she cool and creative; when she with me, shel be blurting all kind of branded stuff that she thinks it is nice(never trust her taste, believe me.) and showing of to me how rich she is.   

 

            She does not know that almost whole class does not like her. Only we never show. Quite often we talk bad about her and yet she still thinks she the best. during some class activity where everyone is enjoying and do all kind of catching up with friends, she will always be isolated and waiting for others to approach her. As Ie mention just now, almost most of us do not like her, hence, no one approach her. And I think she just hate catching up activity so much that she rather giving all kind of crappy excuse to not attend the activity.

 

            I sometimes wonder what is it so fun to lie about yourself being some luxury-spoilt-brat when you are actually just some ordinary people like all of us. Why do show off about your father being a committee of this golf club when my father know the management of that golf club and he the one that nominate cum made his buddy the committee of that club. Why do you tell people about going to gym of that club your father had already sell of the membership to other people and yet you do not know any thing about the gym room of that club? Why do you tell people that buying expensive branded stuff and living in the uxury?life when you can even effort a roxy bag? Why do you keep telling people about your house and your mixed-bread dog when some other people living in a much more luxury house and having pure bread dog, yet they never talk about it.

 

            Sometimes I really cannot stand the lie that very obvious it is a lie and end up have to go to somewhere else to laugh my head of or even made up some stupid excuse for laughing at those lie. However, come to think of it, if these people never exist, the world won have so much laughter. Conclusion, the world needs more laughter in order to live younger, so let them tell their imaginary life while we sit back, relax and ready to laugh. * smile*

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