Plea of A Rebel

I have tried to avoid all the drama that comes with having you around. I have taken all the nagging, the slander, defaming, false acccusations, intimidations. Nothing I do is ever good enough. My hair is too wild, I am too fat, I am not the straight A student,....*nagging*nagging*nagging, thats all i ever get from you. I am constantly reminded of what you want me to be, constantly pressurised to be your own definition of a "Model Child" A child with no ambitions of her own, whose life is a mirror image of your desires. A child with no voice of her own, who does as she is told, when she is told, how she is told. A child who must wear a fake smile at all times. A child who must make perfect grades and get married to a doctor from a stable and wealthy family.

But,

I BEG to be different. I choose to laugh and smile when I am happy and frown when I am hurt or sad. I choose to have my own voice, to make my own choice, to learn from my own mistakes.

I PLEAD to be my own person, to be respected, and for my my opinions to be acknowledged. I want to choose the right man for me. Be he vagabond or rogue, prince or pauper or even a broke ass aspiring poet or a boy who treats me like a gem, who loves me like I love him.

So yes! I plead for the right to bleed when I am cut, to cry when I am hurt, to be my own woman and be the best I can be , by simply just being ME!

英語...悪い!! (english...BAD!!)

Take this from someone who knows, there is nothing better than watching Bleach in Japanese....

Face it, the awesomeness of the fights, the beauty of the swords, the power in the emotions........you can not truly appreciate the wonder that is Bleach until you watch it in Japanese.

So, why the fuck does American tv show it on cartoon network in FUCKING ENGLISH!!

Haven't they heard of "Subbing" I mean it is trully pathetic!

So heres the story, I was awake late one night surfing tv channels and I happened to see Ichigos face on tv!!!

and i'm like OMG!!!! they really show Bleach on tv!!! OMG! OMG!! O*fucking* MG!!!

I remember saying to myself, "sure this will be an old episode" and "sure i would have seen it anyways, but whatever, its on tv!!"

So there in my excitement, I turn up the volume, ready to get lost in Bleachful Oblivion only for it to be in EFFING ENGLISH!!!!

I mean WHAT IS THE WORLD TURNING INTO???

CANT A GIRL WATCH DECENT ANIME ANYMORE???

and not only was that episode in english,

it was a FUCKING FILLER!

*SHIT!!

A Night to Remember

Rarely in life do you relate to someone else so deeply....

so completely.....

so honestly.....

and if you find that someone, Keep them.

We had a conversation yesterday.....yes, me and HIM and in all my not so many years I have never felt someone elses pain and fears so accurately and so "like it were my own" as I felt his. It was all raw emotion ...no discretion, free from humiliation. It was like we were both talking from our souls, two hearts, desperately seeking eachother.

I bet none of us saw that coming when we woke up at about 1.30am that morning. I know for sure that I had other things in mind....I bet he did too.... But anyways, As I sat there beside him with my head on his shoulder, listening to him confide to me his deepest fears and the pain of so many years, I couldnt help the tears that rushed uncontrollably from my eyes. I let them fall as i felt shockwave after shockwave of pain that was his wash over me, I grieved that someone so beautiful, so good, so unique, so real, could feel such pain and, when I thought I could cry no more, I looked into his eyes and saw silent tears there, in his eyes, on his cheeks. He hastily wiped them away but it was almost like he did nothing cos soon after he spotted once more, a teary eye....

As my chest began to constrict and my fingers began to quiver, I knew Emotions had won the battle against Composure. I cried at the sight of his silent tears.....I see HIM different now......because now I see the way he sees things...sees people...sees me and what is it exactly that I see? I see a man worthy of my respect...A man strong enough to admit hes human...A man (and yes I say man) not after my heart but a Man that owns it....