Once again, I'm guest blogging for Danni. It's pretty fun when you think about it, akin to a director inviting his friends to guest star in his shows now & then. As the readers of this blog most probably know, some unwelcome intruders have been tagging.
Again. I mean, it never seems to end, does it? Some people just don't know when to quit. They don't know their place, bother those who don't even know who the hell they are & seem capable of only making stupid comments. I sincerely doubt that these qualities will serve them well in life. Well, what can I say? A lot, actually.
revenger claims that Danni's own friends "...do not know her true life". Oh &
you do? Look, Danni doesn't know you & honestly, couldn't give a damn about you. What makes you such an authority on her "true life"?
Now, I'm a big soccer fan, Man United being my team of choice. I remember that a few seasons ago, arsene wenger, manager of arsenal, was quite disgruntled (then again, he's always had a pole up his arse. I think he was born with it) with a certain low-profile club who'd beaten arsenal in a Premiership match. He kept harping about how he disagreed with the other team's preparation for the match & blatantly refused to acknowledge that his own team had screwed up. This prompted a sports journalist to write in United's official magazine that instead of concentrating on the other team's preparation, maybe he should have been more concerned with his own team's preparation.
Likewise, instead of trying to "enlighten" Danni's friends about her "true life", you really should just work on building your own. Her life is absolutely no busineess of yours. Are you so extremely bored that you have to resort to tagging the blog of someone you so detest in order to amuse yourself? If that's the case, you are one sad, pathetic bastard.
So rach thinks I "talk too much" & should "shut up". Let's review the situation, shall we?
1. I am Danni's friend.
2. You are not.
3. I am welcome here.
4. You are not.Got it? Good (I'm being real nice here & assuming that you got that into your thick skull). Invading this blog & telling me to shut up can be likened to barging into a private auction you weren't invited to & yelling, "Everyone get out! This place is mine!" Which, when you consider it
very carefully (you need to - you're not so quick), is actually a
very stupid thing to do. So essentially, you're making yourself look like a complete goon. But that isn't something you'd have difficulty doing, anyway. It comes naturally to you.
Also, it's rather unfathomable how, by happening to own certain things that others may have, one is a copycat. Picture this.
GIRL 1: You know what? I just bought this really nice top from Mango - you know, that off-shoulder peasant blouse?
GIRL 2: What?!! I have that too! You copycat! @#$%^&*!
A catfight then ensues. Now, how many of you think that's just inane? All those who raised their hands, congratulations. You have proven yourselves to be smart, rational, reasonable people. All those who didn't & are vehemently lambasting Girl 1 for her total lack of originality, well...you've just confirmed your total lack of grey matter.
As for telling us to "get a life", keep that advice for yourself. We're just doing our own thing. Do we look like we can be bothered to tag nonsense on the blogs of people we can't stand? We have better things to do with our time. But apparently,
you don't. Here are a few suggestions:
a) whack yourself off,
b) mind your own damn business or
c) do the world a favor - terminate yourself. By that, I mean
kill yourself. Just making sure that you got it.
And a, b, c, d - whoever the heck you are (I suspect they're all the same person, really) - I feel kind of sad for you. Your social unawareness seriously does not work in your favor. Say, I think I shall post a nice, big picture of yours truly just to irritate you.
Wah, very butch
hor? Butches like to wear fitting halter tops from women's fashion labels like Warehouse
meh?
Wah, new trend
ah? I didn't know
leh!
To set the record straight (no pun intended), I'm nowhere near being butch or lesbian or
whatever. And no, what makes me straight isn't my shoulder-length hair, my penchant for fitting tops or my knack for makeup. Simply put, I'm not ashamed of being female. And short hair has nothing to do with sexual orientation, by the way. If it does, I guess we could all say that Halle Berry, Victoria Beckham & Natalie Portman (to name but a few) are - or at least, were, at some point in their lives - butch.
But of course, the more culturally & socially aware among us would beg to differ. Which makes a, b, c & d...I don't know...
utter fools? Thought so.
And forget about trying to bring me down by taking digs at my o level results. You obviously know nuts about my real situation. I didn't get to the polytechnic course I wanted because of
one damn subject. Before you jumped to conclusions about my academic status, you should've gotten your bloody facts right first.
And the truth is, my flunking math doesn't & will never change the fact that I possess a lot more cerebral matter that you ever will. The proof is all in the mindless drivel you constantly spew. Your actions speak for themselves.
I don't have to elaborate any further.
All I know is...
You lose.
I win.
*The P$YCHO*danni:i quote, unquote. well at least more or less since i can't be bothered to remember the exact words.
cheryl is a butch.funny you should say that. her mannerisms and habits reek way more feminity than my own. she moisturises every day with victoria's secret rose cream for goodness' sake. i can't even be bothered to upkeep myself. her love for bling far surpasses my liking for any form of jewellery. and she loves to try on makeup. whereas i can't even be bothered. so if you consider her a butch, i guess that makes me one too. oh or maybe my hair's longer so i can't be considered one. well if you do judge based on hair length, my mom's a butch too! funny that she's married, and has one kid.
cheryl's a retaineenope she's not. never was retained.
you're just another daddy's girl who uses his money to go to school.oh like you're not. tell me you're some kid who slogs his/her ass off at mcdonald's to earn their own keep and pay their own school fees. i really don't think so. i'm 17. my parents pay for my school fees. and my basic keep. and that's perfectly natural. i'm pretty sure most singaporean teens lead the same lifestyles that i do.
you want to study at king's?!dream on!if i am correct, you don't belong to the admission faculty in king's. so on what premises do you have the right to tell me if i'm qualified for king's? fyi, i chose sfms because i was there for the first 3 monthsand i actually liked it. so i stayed on. it's definitely not because i had nowhere else to go. i stepped foot into a normal govt school for the first day, and i was out of there in 3 hours. i hopped around various schools to find a system and environment which suited me, which happened to be,at that particular period of time, sfms. i can't say im happy to be there now, but it was a choice i made to stay on, albeit for the wrong reasons,and i promised my parents to see it through.i'm not a big fan of the singaporean education system. but i guess it must suit you very well, since you appear to be so proud of the people it's churned out. btw, i'm not just applying for king's as well. i'm applying for NUS-YST,uni of weseleyan,eastman college,shanghai conservatory of music,beijing conservatory of music and central conservatory of music. i have never said that king's is my first choice. and well hopefully if i can't make it into king's, it will be you who's in that coveted place so you can say so there! to me. otherwise, shut up. there's no need to be so hoity-toity if you can't get into the said school either.
get your own fashion stylefashion is always always always copied. each brand rips ideas off each other, and with mass production, almost everyone's wearing the same thing. just because someone has an item and i have it too doesn't mean that i'm copying their sense of style. in fact, just today i saw a grandma,sporting silver-white hair with wrinkles to match wearing this mini skirt from zara that i own too,but i don't consider her a copycat.if you really must know, if there are people i derive fashion ideas from, it's most likely paris hilton,sienna miller,nicole ritchie,lindsay lohan.the clothes that i'm always coveting, or buying, talking about are always featured in the japanese mags that i browse through. and they are all in tune with fashion from LA. the things that i buy are either ordered through suppliers, or most often, when i browse around, i see something that's nice and i'll buy it.my friends can testify to that. i'm always walking into shops and just browsing through, and with a bit of their help sometimes i spot nice clothes. i go to all kinds of malls, and i'm always the one introducing new brands and trends to friends. i'm always in sweats.oh and my mom runs a fashion retail line. she knows
everything about fashion,textiles,trends,cuts,styles. anything. and as her daughter, obviously i either take after her, or learn through hard work from her. i'm a mix of both. i read vogue,bazaar,teen vogue,elle,glamour,seventeen,ViVi,CanCan amongst others. and i spot popular stores online like kitson. and i'll listen to my mom about the latest styles and hottest brands to watch out for. so copied style? from the daughter of a woman who has quite a say in singapore's fashion scene, uh-uh.
seriously, quit talking like you know me on a first-name basis. blogs aren't a full reflection of someone's life, and what you're passing judgements on is just on a superficial level. maybe you should stop getting on my case, and start working on yourself. i have never asked you to like me, or read my blog. you aren't a friend, and obviously you aren't welcome at all, since your criticisms are just caustic and based on groundless evidence. unless you have something constructive to say, i'd say, shut that trap.
empty vessels make the most noise.if you really have to tell me off and if it really does make you feel better, or if you need to clear anything up with me, e-mail me at donatelurvetodanni@gmail.com.
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danni blows a raspberry right at you.
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