Biography

The name is ELY. Pronounced similar to Alley but I don't live in alleys and neither could I be found there. I'm in love with Century Gothic, Kristen ITC and Rage Italic. And, abit of Tahoma. They're famous, like obviously you'll know who they are. I'm a die-hard fan of White, Pink and Gray. Not much of Black. Chocolate and Cheese are my two best friends, they're always by my side whenever I need them. My greatest enemies are Liar, Backstabber, Hypocrite and Nag. I hate them alot. World would be sucha better place without them all.

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"If we live our life in fear,
I'll wait a thousand years
Just to see you smile again "

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Did I hear someone said "cheese" or "chocolate"?

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Ipod Touch
Cinema: Watch Legion
Part-time Sales Assistant Job
That Handbag from Prada
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Monday, August 04, 2008

nine more dayys boyy! :]
if euu dont mind dont ask me what i am counting downn for. isnt that obvious? :)
what should i give euu??
roar..cracking myy brain over euu. but its worth it.
seeing euu makes me so shyy boyy!! :]
:(
haiis. home becomes an isolated hostel.
people come and go.
in the house we rarelyy talk.
everybodyy issh engaged in their own lives and ya if anything is not fulfilled to parents' expectations there's the lectures again.
i dont feel like talking to anyone of them.
everyone has their own set of problems.
whyy must kids always comply with demands set by the adults.
and the world is so biased.
i am straghtforward-frank-blunt- ---- up atd euu can sayy.
i just dont like to be at home.
i dont like interacting with anyone of euu.
just ----ing wisen up.
myy sis is at it againn.
myy brother is so guai towards myy parents. ya..commit himself to their beck and call. thats called guai. wakakas.
myy dad is ----ing irritating.
myy mum is always biased. everything's myy bro's right and i am wrong. cant she ever stand in myy shoes.
i hate life like this. i dont even feel like calling myy aunt back.
what for. i dont even want to be that good girl in hers or anybody else's eyes.
i am not a ----ing bootlicker or what. i have myy own life to lead. and myy own principals.
i dont meet your expectations so what.
dont come telling me to studyy hard. nothing is ever enough in yourr eyes.
whyy dont euu spend more of yourr precious time with myy sis and bro?
euu like people to be at yourr whims isnt it.
good or bad. nobodyy cares.
i lurve school noww.
home is an uncustomed pristige i choose to forsake.
home is wherei do all those random things.
i doubt theres anyy warmth enclosed among us.
lurve is an ignominous word.
i reallyy want to meet your expectations with accolades.
and not,"okayys."
no matter how good i do,
euu always think it is insufficient.
sports academics. i have gained so much credit but all to yourr disdain.
what the hell with maths.
ya i am poor at it.
but whyy do all of euu onlyy focus on that?
is that onlyy weakness clouding your beliefs that your girl aint smart.
what with all the debate. i will never convince euu all.
no matter what i do euu think i am not good enough.
or rather.
euu choose not to bother about myy life.
well.
meaningless talks apart. and trying to overwhelm me.
solace engulfed.
i am so nott happyy.
maybe i dont know howw to fake my emotions.
i dont know how to lie.
i dont know how to stop being a true person.
reallyy.
there arent manyy true people in the world.
they put on a facade and shield their interior motives.
or they put up a ruckus or a show just to delude or to curryy favour.
i am not like that.
i hate being in this house.
something teachers taught us to call as home.
there must be something seriouslyy wrong with them.

ireallyywantobeagoodgirlforyoursakeboyy.