this is why ignorance is bliss.

when im not a hoarder...
and i have to live in a hoarder's world



Compulsive hoarding (or pathological hoarding or disposophobia[1]) is the excessive acquisition of possessions (and failure to use or discard them), even if the items are worthless, hazardous, or unsanitary. Compulsive hoarding impairs mobility and interferes with basic activities, including cooking, cleaning, showering, and sleeping. A person who engages in compulsive hoarding is commonly said to be a "pack rat," in reference to that animal's characteristic hoarding.


It is not clear whether compulsive hoarding is an isolated disorder, or rather a symptom of another condition, such as obsessive-compulsive disorder.[2]


The hoarder may mistakenly believe that the hoarded items are very valuable, or the hoarder may know that the accumulated items are useless, or may attach a strong personal value to items which they recognize would have little or no value to others. A hoarder of the first kind may show off a cutlery set claiming it to be made of silver and mother-of-pearl, disregarding the fact that the packaging clearly states the cutlery is made of steel and plastic. A hoarder of the second type may have a refrigerator filled with uneaten food items months past their expiration dates, but in some cases would vehemently resist any attempts from relatives to dispose of the unusable food. In other cases the hoarder will recognize the need to clean the refrigerator, but due (in part) to feelings that doing so would be an exercise in futility, and overwhelmed by the similar condition of the rest of their living space, fails to do so.



When your "friend", who assumed u dunno anything, smiled at you,
 and you, pretend u really dunno anything (or really dun care), smiled back.

When you KNOW people are talking bad about you,
but u try to act blur and be nice to them.

Half of the times, people do not realise what they've done wrong.
You probably have to videotape them at one point and then show it them about one month later.
some will probably go " ya meh?? i got like dat meh?"
(despite the obvious!)
and there will definitely some who would go "i still think i'm right"
maybe a minor " you dont understand......" here and there.
but ultimately, as a friend, it is your DUTY to tell your friends off.

u dun haf to be right. but not telling off is definitely wrong.

if u've told off ur friend and if that friend doesnt seem to handle it well,
maybe u're not supposed to be friends after all.

friends care for each other.
friends dun let u ruin your life.
whatever they say, they meant well.

friends will not allow you to go about doing ur wrong ways.

if i have done something wrong, pls tell it to my face.
i trust you enough to hear it from you and not from other people's mouth.

if i have done something wrong, pls tell it to my face.
coz i treasure our friendship too much to have u leaving me for reasons i do not know.
if u treasure our friendship, u will let me know what i have done wrong.
(unless i keep making the same mistakes-despite your advices, and then complain to you... by all means, you can walk away...)

thankfully, all these do not apply to me.
but i live by this principle.
i tell my friends off coz i care for them. i dun expect them to follow my advice,
but at least they listened and know that i've tried.
and i expect them to do the same for me.

of course, i do have broken friendships.
on my part.
coz i felt that i told them off too many a times and none were listened.
listening and following is 2 different things.

and then there's that " we juz cant click coz we have too much of opposing values"

friends have many levels.

and being an anti-social, im glad i dun have many levels to handle.

i juz have best friends, friends, and 'i dun really like ur character, but if u dun hurt my feelings,im ok with anything' friends.

im a low self-esteemed, timid girl. Sometimes, i juz feel like people do not like me. a slightest hint of dislike(or ignorance) from ur body language towards me sparks off a major 'they FREAKING hate me ' fireworks in my brain and my heart.

so yeah. i may avoid you on certain days.
but tts juz coz i think u hate me.













i think some thing is wrong with me.



oh and another thing.
i may LOOK like chinese.
and when i tell you im malay,
doesnt mean i do NOT know chinese.
dun bad-mouth me anywhere within my hearing radius!
dumbass!




-and if you'll excuse me, im gg to watch Hannah Montana on okto now.