How could this happen to me...

First of all, allow me to thank blogger. My MSN space suddenly went bizarre, and I need an instant replacement ASAP. Why? Because currently, I'm feeling quite depressed. Crazy. Frustrated. Hence, the title of the blog. Now, I'll make this my permanent blog.

Two things that are currently fucking up:
1) My parents.
2) My phone.

Reason for No.1, well...they disapprove of my hobby. They said: "This is not part of our culture! I forbid you!" Why don't you guess what my hobby is?
a) Screwing up with some random stranger.
b) Downloading and watching porn.
c) Going out barely wearing anything and spending money.

Answer: NONE OF THE ABOVE.

Yeah...guess what my hobby actually is? Reading manga and watching anime, surfing the internet, listening to music, sleeping and recently....wearing a skull earring. Damn, they just can't accept all of that. Why? Allow me to quote my father :"Because this, this, this, this and this (pointing to my anime posters and earring) is NOT our culture. This music your listening to, rock, hip hop is not our culture. Your clothes, whatever the messages mean, not our culture." Reading the description...do I sound like a bad girl? But I'm noooot. And yadiyadishit about the culture thingie. Well, I'm sorry dearly beloved daddy, but if I do follow our "culture", all I'll be doing is is spending my time at home menganyam all the tudung dulangs and tekiding or whtever you call it. Which also means, according to "our culture", I'll have to wear a baju kurung everyday, instead of my beloved t-shirt. Well dearly beloved daddy, be grateful that I'm the type who wears baggy t-shirts..not those fitted, body-shaped ones. And the skull earring, dammit. It's just an earring. It's not like it means it's a symbol or badge of me joining some occult group and doing gothic stuff laaa. So chill. I'm still your beloved daughter, only older.

Ah, my phone. To be specific, the memory card. Bullshit. I have no hell of an idea what happened. One moment, my phone jus switched off automatically because I forgot to recharge it. Than, when I switched it on, the memory card was said to not be formatted. Duuude. Do you know how stressed I was? I mean...my songs..my photos....argh...

I think I should end here before I start making my eyes swell up. Byebye, new blog.