Just a little rambling page for me to post things. You can read through them, if you want; it's just me talking about anything that I feel wouldn't fit anywhere else, like what I feel about little details, and such. You can join me, if you want; I won't promise to read through them all, but I just might, since it's fun sometimes.
I guess this is what you call 'bottling up your feelings'. If you're reading this, then I successfully posted this unlike the multiple other times I tried to write something along these lines and quit midway. I've always felt that the previous threads would just be me being a brat, and I'm probably being a brat right now, but at least this time I'd be admitting it straight-up so if I give off that vibe, feel free to say so to me.
I'm not as tolerant of company as people probably think I am. Once upon a time, when I was younger, I was considered a good girl with good grades and was generally liked by most of the school populace but that was in another school that me along with my elder siblings were put in when our mom's job brought her to another country for a few years and because that country was actually a warzone her company payed for us- along with other kids who were there for the same reason- to go to a private international school where everyone spoke English. I'm not sure about my siblings, but English was actually my first language for some reason and going to that school enchanced it.
However, while my mom does try to teach us Malay every once in a while, my Malay was worse than others and while it was okay for the first year back in Malaysia, that was because my peers considered me foreign due to my English (and still question if I'm half-English even now on occasion) and while my Malay improved, it wasn't enough to communicate in what is considered normal and the next year, shit slowly got shredded by the fan due to this and my own naivete and stupidity, and today I'm the weird kid who rarely speaks and has the tendency to mess up a conversation one way or another when they do.
And shit, this wasn't suppose to go on this long and that wasn't what I planned or wanted to say, but I've already written this long and I'm just going to post this now before I back out of it again out of my own cowardice
I'm not as tolerant of company as people probably think I am. Once upon a time, when I was younger, I was considered a good girl with good grades and was generally liked by most of the school populace but that was in another school that me along with my elder siblings were put in when our mom's job brought her to another country for a few years and because that country was actually a warzone her company payed for us- along with other kids who were there for the same reason- to go to a private international school where everyone spoke English. I'm not sure about my siblings, but English was actually my first language for some reason and going to that school enchanced it.
However, while my mom does try to teach us Malay every once in a while, my Malay was worse than others and while it was okay for the first year back in Malaysia, that was because my peers considered me foreign due to my English (and still question if I'm half-English even now on occasion) and while my Malay improved, it wasn't enough to communicate in what is considered normal and the next year, shit slowly got shredded by the fan due to this and my own naivete and stupidity, and today I'm the weird kid who rarely speaks and has the tendency to mess up a conversation one way or another when they do.
And shit, this wasn't suppose to go on this long and that wasn't what I planned or wanted to say, but I've already written this long and I'm just going to post this now before I back out of it again out of my own cowardice