Price of being famous II

If you read my baby Hayley's blog recently,imma be writing the second part of the article.

Title you know lah,the price of being famous. Geeezzz i know i sound so errrr....

But this is like a confession and something i jusy like to share to others,you know Hayley's tagline,sharing is caring right :)





The case is....people always assume that people like me have tons of friends but actually no.

Real friends are rare,damn rare you know? What a shitty feeling when you know so many people but none of them really cares. My contact list is indeed long,but to be honest,i only contact with very few people,less than five. Don't laugh at me,this is my life,and im not ashamed of it.





Heck yeah life is great but what is so great about being alone all the time? Everybody's human.

Don't expect perfection. When you gain something you lose something too.

That's the way it is,i know this sucks but that's life. You gotta buck up and live your live.

When you're famous,that means you know everyone,but does everyone know's you?

That's the funny thing,people dig about your life and what the shit your wearing but do they really care for you,same case for artist's and such. There's a price for being famous,to be honest i like people to like me cos it makes me happy and who doesn't wanna be happy right?

If you tell me you like to be sad then i think you do not own a heart LOL.





I have experienced in all these shit,when i was in form one,i was innocent,i believe most girls are still innocent when they enter secondary school for the first time,my hairstyle to school is the double sided ponytail LMAO! I had two close friends,which i am still friends with till now but not that close,i was always jealous of kids who had gangs back then,silly me. I thought that kids who had gangs are cool and famous,especially if you hang out with people who are in the basketball team,i was really innocent that time.





Then come year of the devil i call it,wow this year dramatic changes man. I was like some kinda junk always skipping school going karaoke with my gang of buddies or else sitting in the cyber cafe while cursing LOL. I call this fun,even until know i enjoy doing all these stuffs,but not in that kinda way lah of cos. I had a big gang of friends,girls and boys,this is the first time i know the existence of "da k lun" LMAO. I had a friend who is really close to me,i had links to older kids thanks to her,during form2 i had plenty of memories,both good and bad.





Then form3 which is last year,i was the laziest girl EVER in school. Teachers in my class despised me,i was fly (meaning of hot in hip hop talk lol). I acted like school was my home,i only slept in school,eat and skip class and chat with my friends at the staircase,i had a very relaxed form3. I remember there are times when i was too bored in school i would just walk out from school and went to town. There comes a time when i had a few problems and was sent to counselling room,the teacher that talked to me was bantastic,i talked to her till i start crying,she told me that i am one of the smartest girls she ever met,that really made me happy. Lots of teachers told me to study,they see potential in me,i ain't stupid,i was just fucking lazy,conclusion....only one A during PMR. I swore that if i studied hard back then i could even get straight A's but i was just too damn lazy.





My life is great now,

but just don't simply make assumptions,famous people are always the loneliest.

Believe me,i may know lots of people but many people do not know me,

love your friends,you need friends in order to live a good life,love your family,they are the basic of happiness but most importantly love yourself.





If you are constantly saying that you're ugly,

do something about your looks,buy magazines and experiment duh,why be ugly? Being pretty means you love yourself,its a good thing to want to be pretty.

If you are always moody,watch something funny and make yourself laugh duh.

If you are always not satisfied with your life,complaining that you don't have iphone lah,whatever...how if i give you a tent,with no clothes only leaves,raw food and live in Africa you want anot? There are more unfortunate people than you peh-lease.





Im out of topic but there is always a price for everything,not just being famous.