I want an ipad and I hate people

okay, okay, okay. 
i do realize how everyone is critizing this.

BUT DUDE.

I WANT ONE!

you may all know/not know that i am an avid reader

and instead of buying an e-reader or whatever they're called,

i'd rather get an Ipad.

That SAYS something because I HATE touch screens.

asdhkl; YES I DO.

I HATE THEM AS MUCH AS YOU HATE DOGS POOING ON YOUR LAWN.

but daaaamn. those Ipads are dope. i don't know why or HOW, but they are.

and you know it! i mean, since when did i call things 'dope'?except for people that is.

well, this is all from a person who like to read perspective. so, whatevs.

i want to get that for the purpose they were made for - y'know e-reading!

guuh! buy me that, someone! 
instead of measly chocolates, i want an Ipad dammit.

Stay ugly,

♥ Lynette Joy.

once upon a delusion

once upon a time, i was innocently chilling at a bus stop

this guy approaches innocent, sweet little me

but i don't often talk to strangers.

and because of my neurotic mother and over-protective father, 

what has been engraved in my mind and thus was 

replaying in my mind, was similar to this: 

'holy crap, holy crap. he's gonna rape me, 

he's gonna sell me to the black market. 

but i like my vital organs. and 

i'm bad with customer services. dammit 

i don't wanna work in a sweatshop.' 

REALITY:

guy: what time is it?

me: time to get a watch--

me: (notices he is wearing a watch AND owns a phone)

me: three forty-five

guy: yeah, so my friend likes you.

WHUT.

guy: he wants to get to know you.

me: yeah, get to know my fist

  so that got me thinkin'. 

i found the best way to turn a guy done nicely. 

  other guy: so... will you be my girlfriend? 

me: sorry, i'm lesbian.

  IT WORKS! IT WORKS, I TELL YOU! 

forget the wierd stares or disapproving shake of heads, but it works.

 damn. there goes my reputation. what reputation?

anyway, that got me thinking even more.

i was wearing no make up.

wait, what. what is this?! 

WHAT IS THIS, I ASK YOU?!

am i just not doing it right when it comes to make up?!

am i doing it wrong?! am i?

whaaat you're not supposed fill the eyeshadow to your eyebrows 

and put on the reddest red lipstick on? 

what? or was that guy just soo deprived of women, he thought

'shit man, this will do.'

....

ugh. dayum gotta get my game up.

what you talkin about?

lolwhut you have no game. go home, you

i just found that moment in life amusing.

and so, in conclusion:

i will never go to the bus stop ever again.

and she lived happily ever after.

Stay ugly,

♥ Lynette Joy.

you can't handle the truth!

my ballons are starting to lose its air

the cold, hard truth:

my favourite colour is actually: blue.

i don't even know why my blog is so... pink. and so... girly. :\

ngeh. whatevs, man. i don't like the stock and i don't like the premade ones.

so i made my own template and all that jazz... now i'm too lazy to change it. meh.

i love dogs. ahkf;alkgja;/ promise not to laugh, 

but i even have a folder with the cutest pictures of doggies! 

hahahaha. actually, i love aminals! hahaha K will get that. 

i also like chickens. i mean not as food, but as pets. :) 

they're sooo cute.

a lot of people think i'm really girly and smart. 
confession: i'm naaaaht. smart, that is. apologies to the parentals.

confession: i wasted my high school days playing video games. 

hahahaha. i mean, people think i'm a 'high maintenance ' girl

confession: i'm naaaaht. i'm lazy and find that annoying at times. 

i could spend my time more wisely on better things.

 like games. not really. hahaha. i advanced to the next level? 
YES, BRING IT.

i hate salad. i try, i mean, i really try to like it... but i can't. 

it's disgusting. it's like eating FERN. and fern is more boring than grass. 

even with caesar sauce or feta cheese... i just... no. 

get that shit away from me. me like meat.

i like things that taste salty. (if you're filipino, you'll know this): 

i love dried fish. my mum is proud that i 'eat like a filipino' - 

minus eating with my hands. i find that... unhygienic.

i like laughing at myself. strange but true. 

i don't know, ever since i was little, i was told 

"if you can't learn to laugh at yourself, others will". 

and yeah, nothing annoys me more when people 'joke' about 

another person, but when that person is being teased, they can't take it.

Stay ugly,

♥ Lynette Joy.

eighteen.

so another friend o' mine turned eighteen.

it was sorta like a debut, but not.

anyway, it was a suh-weet party.

not gonna lie, but i love birthday parties.

my friend and i tried to decorate our name tags.

it was a fail.

some of the filipinas

the birthday girl.

Stay ugly,

♥ Lynette Joy.

fringe.

recently, i wanted to change my 'do,

so i got my fringe cut, cut, cut...

so my mum makes fun of me.
i look like an Egyptian, apparently.

sorry for the crappy webcam quality...

Stay ugly,

♥ Lynette Joy.

motivation and mantras.

my current mantra:

i hate exams. i hate exams. i hate exams.

my motivation:

if you fail you will be homeless and die alone.

_________________________________________alone

alone_______

alone.

Stay ugly,

♥ Lynette Joy.

well, you outdid yourself today.

yes. yes it is.

Stay ugly,

♥ Lynette Joy.