Shah Alam, Selangor, Malaysia
I'm your everyday, regular 16-year-old girl with a high ambition. My life regulates around the boundaries which I have unconsciously set upon myself. I can be described as plain, competitive, emotional and thriving. My dream would be to publish a best-selling novel and be internationally known, and later get into (if possible) showbiz. So look out, world! Here comes the great, one and only, N. Hannah!

Reasons Why... Re-edited!

I decided to re-add the whole, "Reasons Why... I am a Loser" thing -- this time, new and improved! I suppose you could consider this as something meant as a joke; but I'm gosh-darn serious when I say I was miserable the last time I wrote this (which was last year, on my previous blog, btw).

Before I re-show it to the world, however, there is one thing I'd like to tell you. A minute thing; but, to me, incredibly face-slapping:

SOMEBODY has been snooping through MY personal stuff! Seriously; like, my diary, my internet history, my AMVs, my angst poetry, my half-written fanfiction. There is SOMEBODY in this house who doesn't have a life enough to actually find the time to look through MY personal belongings!

-and I think I know exactly who it is.

...

But anyways, here's that "Reasons Why" thing I promised you.

Enjoy, bitches.

Reasons Why.... I am a loser.

1) No one celebrates my birthday.

2) Almost 75% of my life is spent in front of the computer screen.

3) I talk to myself when I'm alone.

4) Even my alter ego has more of a life than I do.

5) I do not "cam-whore".

6) Even my rabbit hates me.

7) I make AMVs out of cartoon characters just for the heck of it.

8) I still listen to 90s music.

9) I have crushes on the non-existent.

10) People scare me.

11) I do not hold wild par-tays.

12) I do not get invited to wild par-tays.

13) I have to re-introduce myself each time I try to add someone on Friendster.

14) I envision myself as a whole different person.

15) No one likes me.

16) I am so unpopular that I don't even have enemies.

17) I hate answering the phone...

18) ...though the number of phone calls I get is close to non-existent.

19) I get nervous around other people.

20) I'm fat and lazy and haven't even gotten round to doing something about it.

21) If ever my picture shows up somewhere, no one would notice.

22) People forget I exist.

23) Rock music scares me.

24) Barbie dolls scare me.

25) I'm so pathetic that I even cry in my sleep.

26) No one bothers to say hi to me.

27) If people actually took the time to look through my personal stuff, the juiciest thing they'd find is the romance stories I had written during my free time.

28) I am an individual.

29) I do not succumb to the latest trends.

30) I have no friends.

31) I ran into a wall... quite a few times.

32) No one bothers to tell me anything.

33) My words are mostly ignored.

34) Even my mother doesn't listen to what I have to say.

35) I have been wearing the same shirt 6 days in a row.

36) My hair is always in bad condition.

37) I feel awkward even around my family.

38) I support Britney Spears and one day hope she'll make it back on top.

39) My love life is so non-existent, that I am forced to pair up fictional characters and make stories out of them through FanFiction.

40) Even I hate myself.

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