Saturday, January 07, 2006
10:09 pm
went with my bf to look for clothes for new year.
was planning to look punk this year (not extreme punk, i still have a tint of sanity in me) but it don't look very punkish at all because the skirt i bought was a straight cut and not flare (flare would look a bit lian if not worn properly so i'm not regretting my choice) plus the leather/chain wasn't long enough to hang on the skirt and that the skirt had nowhere to hang it either!
so the final attempt to make it punk was the dog tag that i bought at 77th Street..
my bf kept insisting that the plain silver dog tag looks nicer (hello? he suggested a denim skirt with straight cut and is 2-3 inches below the knee o.0?!) but the army patterned one attracted me more and it matched the t-shirt better so i stuck with the decision which was in fact subconsciously made up in my mind the moment i saw the tag.
well, i'm quite satisfied with the final look, minus the leather chain thingy.. dammit.. will someone get it for my birthday? *smiles innocently*
even if it don't look punk, like what we (phoenix, jill, janice and i) planned to get, it is still what i wouldn't have worn if someone set me free in a shopping centre with $1 million to spare (i am quite skeptical of people doing that anyways).
well, someone must be expecting me to write something about him.
for one, i'm not so mean as to complain about my own bf on my own blog now, am i?
oh wait, i have done that quite a few times already :P
haha.. i'll just cut it short ok? since i've already told you how i felt about this personally.
for someone as weird and mentally and emotionally isolated most of the time as me, i would have a lot to muse about everything.
people, things that happen around me, the world, the things people are doing to the world and of course, myself. i cant possibly have lived like this for near 18 years and not know what kind of person i am.
maybe i don't really fall into a category of a certain kind of styreotypical teenager.
maybe i like to suddenly decide to do a certain thing just for the fun of it or because i wanted to do something that i have already been thinking about for a long time like that ear-piercing thing that would never happen (not that i mind it anymore anyways).
no matter how much i might be that in-between, neither-here-nor-there person, i know i am not one who follows what the rest of the world is doing.
just because girls have started smoking don't make me want to be part of that group.
just because half the world (or more) have tried bungee jumping don't interest me in that.
just because 90% of the girls on the campus have forgotten about the existence of sports shoes or wear only high heels to school don't make me abandon my beloved converse all star for some blister-inducing heels.
i am not a follower. i know what i want. the rest of the world can make fun of me for not being one of them and i wouldn't even give a damn. i'll just have a laugh at them for being identical while i'm the unique one.
i do the things i do, just because. there will never be anything more to that. i believe in individuality and not just blindly following everyone else.
punk don't turn people into social loafers.
rock culture don't turn people into destructive monsters.
the way a person carries him/herself and the things he/she does defines their character. a person's character isn't judged by just the tangible items they possess. it's more that that.
hell, i look like a nerd but i listen to japanese rock. i seem mild but i'm sadistic in nature while cynicism and sarcasm are my poison =.=
styreotyping people get you nowhere. it'll just offend anyone else who don't do half the things that you do which you think is normal.
hmm.. this is kinda long in the end..
oh well, hopefully this registers in his head this time. i don't want to repeat myself everytime i make a decision for myself.