Here's a story of a girl,
Living in the lonely world,
A hidden note, A secret crush,
A little boy who talks too much.

Well, I'm standing in the crowd,
And when you smile I check you out,
But you don't even know my name,
You're too busy playing games,

And I want you too know,
If you lose your way,
I won't let you go.

If I cut my hair,
If I change my clothes,
Will you notice me?

If I bite my lip,
If I say hello,
Will you notice me?


PROFILEY

Hi, I can't reveal my name but I go by a pseudonym known as Rey Ong.

I'm either male or female, so to make things vague a little.

I'm schooling in a kinda good school, but not telling!

Lastly, I'm a Singaporean, and is proud to be one!!!

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DESIRESY
- friends
- slimmer than my girl friends
- back to once who I was, what I was named.

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EXITSY

friend. friend. friend. friend. friend. friend. friend. friend. friend. friend. friend. friend. friend. friend. friend. friend. friend. friend. friend. friend.

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December 2008

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Thursday, December 25, 2008
6:34 AM

YO!

Yup, it's a "YO!!!" calling from here!

I'm happy today, quite cool, and I can't wait for the holidays to end.
I'm quite the opposite, ain't I?
But these holidays are so boring, you can't expect worse.

Luckily for me, I've got a close friend who's been supporting me all along!
He's so kind and nice, haha!




I need a breath analyser test.
It's so hard to breathe in such a nervous surrounding.
It is so... un-greatful.

I guess I have my partners coming in necessarily close.
They've been like me, for me, at me.
I don't know... maybe it's just me.



Well, ANYWAY, lesson to be learnt, DON'T TRUST NOBODY.
Haha, not even your closest friend, I warn ya.

Okay got to go!

Toodles,
Twinklets!

Will you ever notice me...

Sunday, December 21, 2008
8:33 AM

UGH!

I'm so sick with how these people can actually do that.
Like real boot-licking and listening commands from an old lousy folk.
Yeah, that's right, he's an OLD LOUSY FOLK!

Okay, no, what am I doing, I don't even have a grudge to bear against him today.
Wonder why I was insulting him at all. Urgh. Maybe it's because everyone hates him and this fever's I'm catching on.
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Then there's the love, which I don't know, but speak about.
Is it true? Or is it just infatuation?
Between me and... well, people of course (you think I love my textbook?).

It's so... serene, so ethereal. So dumb plain. So idiotic. So extra.
I just want to be the same old person, back to me.
Who everyone loves to be with, who everyone praises, who everyone hangs out with me.

And even of my horrible physical appearance (weight's the problem), people don't insult me at all.
This year, I've completely changed.
Thanks to the Media.

I'm becoming more like those backstabbing bitches you see from shows like Desperate Housewives, and whatever, you know. And not to mention Wild Child and Bratz.
I'm evil. I gossip. I lie. I fake-smiles everywhere. My intention is to become famous.

There's a difference between becoming famous and becoming popular.
Famous is like "Wow! Everybody knows you!"
Popular is like "Hey, if there's any problem, everyone, and I mean this whole town, is willing to help you. Speak to us."

You get it? The big, giant difference between those 2!
In my opinion ANYWAY.
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I've learnt a lesson, and that is to NEVER TRUST YOUR FRIENDS.
Not your best friend, not your good friend, and not your enemy.
In fact, trust your enemy more than your friends.
There's no one in this world that you can ever trust.
Not your mother, not your father, and never GossipGirl.
Your secrets will be revealed.

FACE THE FACTS!
Everybody, will surely spill the beans to their so-called "trusted friends".
How silly. Even if they let it out to these "trusted friends", they are already spilling your secret.
And this "trusted friends" might have a few other "trusted friends".
And soon they trust here and there and the whole population knows.
You want to know the truth? No one can ever keep a secret.
Maybe only God. Or any of your religion beliefs.

I'm a free thinker oh yeah, but I believe in God, Father Jesus and Mother Mary.
I also slightly believe in Buddha.
So I'm a rather mix of Christian-Catholic-Taoism-Buddhism.
Wow, so that's what you call a Free Thinker.

ANYWAY BACK TO THE POINT, DON'T TRUST ANYONE.
Only dumbasses entrust their secrets to others.
Like how I was. I did it, and I died in the end.
Like really horribly. UGH!!! Now everyone has doubts about me.

If you want to let it all out, then do so, because you're the one dying, and losing, and giving power to your enemies.
You will be a loser, identified by many as a weakling, and misunderstandings will be a common daily part of your life.
Your "true friends", or any friends, might still hang out with you and say, "Oh, she's really a loser to have said that to you. Ignore her."
But truth to be, your friend doesn't really care.
He/She just wants you to stop sobbering and move on and have that shopping trip with him/her.
He/She doesn't wants you to spoil the day for himself/herself.
He/She doesn't wants you to put some burden on them. Make them unhappy.
They just want you to shut your freaking face.

How do I know it?
I don't study Psychology, but I'm very good at reading human actions.
Why? Because I'm one.

Fortunately, I never spread gossips. Never at all.
I'm a hearer, but never a spreader.

In this world there lives 3 types of people.
1. People who make the news.
2. People who spread the news.
3. People who doesn't really knows what's going on and depend on the spreaders.

Category 1 people, are always making the news. Explains why they are always famous, popular, or well, trashed. Just that everybody knows him/her/them.

Category 2 people, are just like leechers. They live off your every actions and whatever. So that means if you don't do anything, these people will die. They have no food to eat.

Category 3 people, are the people who doesn't really get news the fast way, or really just do not care. That's like you and me, because we're the ones who always depend on the Media to serve the news to us. Dish up, everyone!

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So the moral of this blog post is to:
- not trust your friends
- not trust anybody except your Upper Faiths
- trust only in yourself
- be yourself.

I'm keeping myself anonymous, but if you find out who I am, then that's too bad.
For me :P

Adios amigos,
Rey Ong.

Will you ever notice me...