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A 1000 views, omgosh thank you guys so much! :') It doesnt matter if you are Singaporean or someone from another country. Without you readers/views a 1000 views wouldnt have existed. Even if you just clicked to look at this blog, it still means alot! Once again, thank you so much readers&viewers!♥

Since this blog has reached a 1000 views. I will introduce myself to you viewers/readers alright? ✔

First of all, my real name is Chloe Lim, im turning 14 this year. And i love food&Anime!♡ Im Asian&im Singaporean! :D

The reason why i decided to start blogging is, i wanted to try blogging, i needed a place to express my feelings/thoughts/posts. I could have used a pen and write it down in a notebook right? Im lazy, i rather blog instead hahaha. Im a Christian, I believe in Jesus&I go to Church♡

Okay enough of intro this is my next post.

 You may think im trying to get attention or whatever. So be it, its your choice  not mine. Im just gonna share it anyway...

WARNING : Its a really LONG post.

MY LIFE

Im Singaporean. I was born&raised in Singapore.
Little kids are so carefree now adays... they seldom have to worry about things. Things were going well for me for the first few years of my Childhood. I felt like a princess, a complete family I had. Than it all came apart one day, I saw my parents arguing. I will NEVER forget this day. They were shouting at each other, asking each other to sign papers. Than my dad left the house. I didnt knew what was going on back on. Quite afew adays later, my mom announced that we were moving to my grandma's house to stay. We packed
our things&we went to my grandma's house.

Primary 1-2 was alright. It was until Primary 3, I looked super nerdish back than, I was in Modern Dance CCA. I did attend ballet lessons, but I wasnt really good at Hip hop dance so I made ALOT of mistakes. I knew this group of girls, they were friendly at first. But I was WRONG. The dance teacher had to always stop the CCA activity just because of me&my dance mistakes. So this girl, her name was Sarah. She had enough so she decided to take it out on me. Like usual, the CCA dance teacher had to stop the CCA activity just to correct my mistake.

We restarted the whole dance, I was walking back to my position& I walked past her she whispered to me : "your a fucking dumb loser stupid" I didnt take to heart at first. Until a point I couldnt stand it anymore. I told the CCA dance teacher what she did. She's really AMAZING. She denied everything she did to me& when the teacher walked away she told me "fucking loser" . From that day on, I told myself I must be cool in order to fit in with them. I changed into someone different, usually after school I would go home. But  I didnt, I went out to play. I didnt care about anybody else, I just wanted to be cool.

Primary 5-6

I didnt care about studies anymore, my mom saw the change in me. She was disappointed, when I couldnt get my way, I would shout at my grandma, throw things around, slam doors.
Eventually, eventually my studies suffered. From class 4A, I dropped to class 5G. My classmates made fun of me. I still didnt learn my lesson. The first semester exams came, I saw my maths exam result, 20/100. I cried on the spot, but the teacher said no point crying over spilt milk. Than there was this bunch of girls, they were nice to me. I didnt appreciate, I bullied them, saying that they always act cute/ saying that they were sluts.

 Eventually they had enough, they didnt friend me& everyone said I was a bully. I had a best friend his name was JR. I knew him since P3, than a rumor came. They said he liked me, I didnt believe. They called me by his surname, eventually we drifted apart.I bullied him, he got really pissed off. He deleted me from Facebook, I was immature enough to ask him why he hated me. I continued to bully him, so one day I got a reply from him. He had enough of all the crap, he said he hated me. Until now he has not forgiven me... I continued with this shitting fucking atttitude until P6. I felt depressed, so one day I had an idea. I saw people cut thier wrists, so I tried it. I took a penknife but I was scared, so I tried with scissors instead. My math teacher saw the scars&asked me what are those. I had no choice but to tell the truth, i was sent for counselling.


SECONDARY 1

Soon PSLE came, I did pass. But I did really badly. I thought to myself : " If I continue the same attitude I have back in P5-P6 the same cycle would repeat. " So, I decided to try different attitudes each week to see which one is the best. HAHAHAHA

Start of Secondary 1 was good. Until the rumors came. I didnt know how to respond to this rumors....  I had new classmates& new friends. Things were quite good, great classmates, great teachers. Than I met a guy, his name was Kyan. My classmates said he liked me, I didnt believe, until the day he asked me to be his girlfriend.  I accepted, but he totally changed. I hated his attitude alot, so one day during a school trip. I smsed him that we should break up.

He agreeded, and on that same day another guy classmate ask me for stead. I accepted,  your gonna say im a player I GET IT. At first my new stead was rather nice&sweet.
But during the June Holidays it all changed, he changed&we drifted further&further. We broke up&patch back ALOT of times. But still in the end we couldnt be together. Than during our stead there was this girl, she was our classmate. She tried many different methods to break us up. She&him had been together for 3 DAYS. Than they broke up.
She said I stole her bf, she texted me telling me im a whore&slut. She spreaded rumors about me, some people close to me become like total strangers the next day... But somehow, this girl&I are friend's now weird...


If I continue to write its gonna become a novel soon.


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