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Monica Weizen Justin is verbally not good in words. So here i am, writing down all my thoughts, my feelings that no one in this world would know. So whoever bother to read this, could understand me better. If there is no one bothers, it is ok. It is simply because i don't create this blog for you, but for myself. :)
If there is anywhere in my stories that you think has something adversely to do with you, i hereby apologize first. I just want to have my own page with my own stories without being censored. The pages are the products of my thoughts that have been derived from a rational reasoning in my own unique way.
I want to be just myself.

Friday, April 22, 2011

treasure

Why do some people cakap tidak sama bikin punya?

I get disappointed with these kind of people. At one time, he gives you hope, the next you know is, it is nothing but false hope, empty.

Am I too judgmental?

I have no idea.. But I know, I am a person who is very sensitive to these behaviors. Very low threshold. I can easily pick up.

Just by seeing a person's gesture, how a person talks, his actions, I roughly can tell what kind of person he is.

Really, I have sharp eyes.

When I see a person, I see his inner side. I am very, very, very, sensitive, particularly to dishonesty, talking big, money-minded, jealousy- kind of person.

I can tell, who among these, can be my company when I am in trouble, and who are not.

That's why I guess i don't really have many friends that I can call my best buddies.
And that is the very reason why I could never find a guy, I want. :(

Guys can be very sweet-talking. Encounter too many of them. They call you sweetie, dear, darling..
But they are not, at all, persistent.
They are seasonal.
They come when they like, especially when their eyes are stimulated.
These guys are very easy to be fooled.
Just wear some short skirts, sleeveless top that reveals your cleavage, they will surely fall in love with you. And there they are, start calling you dear, sweetie......

That is why, I hate guys who judge girls by the outer appearance.
Any girl can turn into a beauty queen by just some touch-ups.
But which girl, among these, that has the quality?
Guys just don't care, they are the vision-people.
They get high, stimulated with what they see..

Hey boy....
If only you see farther,
deep inside this beating heart,
you would find a treasure,
more beautiful than what you see I look like,
that lasts you the rest of your life.

Guess your eyes aren't sharp as mine.

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