As much as I know, in my life, when I want something, I WILL GET IT! Whenever I don't get the things I want, I'll go crazy and tear the whole world apart. But there are times I just sit by the beach all alone with a broken heart, weeping for the things I know I can never get.
Happiness in reality cost £1,4000. This is when love turns into hate. I officially hate Vivienne Westwood for designing that mother fucking awesome ring that I can't afford.
Perhaps I should seek for happiness somewhere else. Like the Chopard. But everytime you try to look for comfort somewhere else, it hurts more. £53,000 to make you feel better for not having £1,4000 is heading towards double suicide.
It was last winter we had the conversation. Michelle told me that her biggest fear is to end up old, lonely and with nine cats. I guess I already am. Except I substitute nine cats with virtual life. Can life be any worse than this? I used to think that people who has virtual life was pathetic. I felt bad for them because they probably have a bad reality that's why they're inventing a better life in the virtual world. As life is getting worse each day, I tried to invent my own virtual life. However, I did not expect that even my virtual life sucks.
I joined Poupee Girl as a therapy. I thought it has all that I need, shopping, dressing up and be pretty. It's not how I imagined it would be. My virtual life sucks like hell too. And it's just as pathetic as my real life. I tried to get a "happier life", but I can't afford it. Each Poupee Girl that I visited made me envy and it made me think that why life sucks even in virtual world.
This is the virtual look that I want:
But I can't even afford to get the lipstick, not to mention that boots.
The thing is, I only have 2 ribbons (Poupee Girl currency) in my Poupee Bank. And everything cost more that fucking 100 ribbons. Where do I get those ribbons from?
Look at other people's virtual look:
All I'm can afford is to dress up like a ordinary plain Jane:
Those clothes are free gifts when I first sign up. I was looking all over how to get more ribbons, in the end I found out that I can buy the ribbons with real money. Are you kidding me?!?! Now I'm already poor in real life. I accept that because reality sucks. But now do I have to accept that I will still be poor even in my virtual self? Or maybe I have to accept it that I'm a loser, and once a loser, I'll always be a loser.
Don't fucking tell me that just because I can't afford to buy something, life would still be wonderful. Don't fucking tell me that I can change my perception, take up yoga and focus on positive energy for inner healing. It's not my cup of tea. To me, all those inner healing stuff is just another old-lady-with-nine-cats syndrome. All I know is, diamond is still a girl's best friend.
And I don't buy that kind of shit that if I want to be rich then I can marry a rich man. Because I fucking hate man and please do call me sexist. Let me tell you how...
Woman has Man in it
Mrs. has Mr. in it
Female has Male in it
She has He in it
Madam has Adam in it
In the beginning, even God told us women that we're born out of the man's rib. Eve was created so that Adam could have a company. We're like slaves to men, they tell us when they want us around and they chuck us aside whenever they don't need us. You can't blame a woman for being a psycho or being a demanding or insecure or whatever....because all women's problem starts from the men.
Do I make myself clear now? If you think you have the urge to defend your fella male species and flood my blog with sexist comments, I suggest you click <<here>>. It will definitely make you feel better.
How the hell I started with whinning on my failed shopping attempt to sucky virtual world and then to fucking male discussion? This could be another problem caused by man.
P/S: Thanks for signing up on Poupee Girl via my sidebar icon. I made 60 ribbons last night from your application. Please let me know who you are, so I can add you as my Poupee friend.