ATTACK OF THE COWARD

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* i’ll smile cause im nothing like you..

How many times must i type a post about people leaving comments on my website, WITHOUT a name.

If you have something to say, go ahead, say it. BUT please, leave a name with your “helpful” comment. or do you need me to give you a name? you can say whatever you like about me. because i know who i am, and those who love me for me, knows. thats good enough.

did you think im going to feel sad just because you think i look like a monkey or a camel? nah. guess what? even if i look like a monkey or a baboon, i have people who love me and care for me. people who will be there for me when this monkey falls on her ass. parents who care and love me enough to name me.

furthermore, beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. everyone is beautiful in some way or another. because if you depend on just your outside, know that you will lose it come 20 – 30 years down the road. and it will be your inside that keeps you beautiful. telling me that you think im ugly wont really affect me. and you should stop judging people just by how they look. because it only goes on to show how ugly you really are.

*true beauty lies not only on the outside, its the inside that really counts.

yours truly,

calista faye

FUCK YOU RIGHT BACK

Lets get this straight.
you cheated on me, left me for a pub waitress.
now you’re asking me for money.
are you fucking kidding me?
i hope you are cause,
darling, i aint that stupid.

fuck you right back.

TIME IN A BOTTLE

If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I’d like to do
Is to save every day ’til eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you

If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I’d save every day like a treasure and then
Again, I would spend them with you

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do once you find them
I’ve looked around enough to know
That you’re the one I want to go through time with

If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty except for the memory
Of how they were answered by you

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do once you find them
I’ve looked around enough to know
That you’re the one I want to go through time with

MODEL MADNESS

Okay. i cannot stress this enough. Just because you had a photographer take pictures of you DOES NOT make you a model. getting paid $100 for a session in a hotel room cramped with ‘photographers‘ (horny perverts with cameras) does not make you a model. Especially if you are dressed in almost NOTHING.

it does not mean that the lesser clothing you have on you, the more of a model you are.  i have girls telling me or showing me that they are models. no seriously, are you? not to me, you’re not. you just look really stupid and shallow. i surf my facebook, my friendster accounts and my multiply (which i hardly even touch) accounts and i see tons (yes, a million gazillion thousands) of girls posting “photoshoot” portfolios of themselves (mostly dressed in lingerie), calling it modelling. It kills me because i think it degrades the word, model.

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what look are you trying to pull off? are you trying to show us how undefined your facial features are? plus, it really does not help that you have half your face smudged at the edges.. seriously, try going to a magazine with this shot and say.. ‘hey, can you use this photo on your lingerie spread?’ *awkward silence*

sure. you did some ‘car show’ event. your job, was to stand next to the cars and.. look like you want to have sex in it. THAT is not modelling. That was.. to put it nicely, race car show girl. and thats as much as there is to your job. you are just selling sex in a car exhibit. (:

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This i think, was supposed to be a free fashion-disaster shoot. What is with the ‘ look at me, im trying really hard to pout my lips, squint my eyes and look sexy’ face? (which by the way, FAILED horribly). I cant even begin to describe the halloween costume she has on. you tell me thats a model? shoot me. (no. im not kidding).

i could seriously, pick out a girl who thinks she is a model everyday and just go on and on about this. By the way, A REAL MODEL will NOT be going around with ‘ im a model‘ plastered to her forehead. there are just too many of such girls in singapore and its really starting to annoy and bug me. it just kills the whole word, model.

Plus, models are technically not just about being pretty. Models have a look that is unique, a look which is their own. Models most certainly dont go for nose jobs, face-reconstruction surgery.. that just defeats the very purpose of being who you are, different from all the rest.

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look at this, titled boutique photoshoot. darling, you face looks like you just had massive botox 15mins ago. infact, you overdid the botox because its affecting your body muscles as well. what kind of professional model would allow such a picture for a fashion spread? what are you trying to sell? botox..?

so the next time you want to tell someone that you’re a model, PLEASE. think again. ARE YOU REALLY ONE? do you really know what a model is?

its not just about striking a pose or standing next to a car.

yours truly,

calistafaye

to be continued..


HEARTBREAK 101

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*a broken heart never heals until someone comes along with glitter sticks and glue..

While surfing around my facebook account earlier on, i realised that more than 50% of my friends have very depressing, heart broken status. let me just say that im not implying at any point of my post that this is in any way illegal.. (just in case i get flamed for this reason.) OR they just have this status that shouts, im lonely and i feel depressed because im ugly and no one loves me. yes. im not even kidding.

The fortunate ones would have a whole bunch of concerned comments left by friends telling them to be strong and everything is going to be just fine. There are also unfortunate people who keeps changing their facebook status just so someone would finally notice their thoughts and comment on it (in other words, there are the ones that nobody gives a shit about).

So what exactly is this whole heart broken depressed business? Simple, just in case if you dont already know. A heart break occurs when you decided to give that awesomely cute and charming guy by the disco bar your heart hoping that he shall protect it the way you have been doing and put it in a safety deposit box. What you didnt know was that he collects hearts as a hobby. Yes, he was not entirely honest when he said his favourite thing to do was cuddle and have sex. He was waiting for the right moment to tell you that he has a hobby that was dangerous. The day you find out about this “hobby” of his, would technically be the start of a heart break.

Your heart is like a fragile, beautiful sculpture made of glass. And it doesnt come with an instruction manual on how to care for it. If i were to try and picture hearts being sold in a store..

once brokened, considered tossed.

you must be stupid if you thought the person who broke it was going to buy it. See, i’ve met so many people who agree that time heals ALL wounds. i personally dont think it does. I believe that with time, the pain numbs you and you just dont feel anything anymore. The hardest part in a heartbreak is the processing of picking up the shattered pieces and trying to put it back together. With every piece you touch, memories would fill your mind and you will be reminded of the moments in your life, and wished you had the power to erase them.

broken hearts dont heal until someone comes along with glitter sticks and glue

yours truly,

calista faye

TRUTH HURTS, LIES KILL

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*tell me a lie and hurt me, tell me the truth and hurt me too..

I was watching an episode of freaks and geeks when a random thought ran through my mind. People always say that they want to hear the truth, because it always (and, i mean ALWAYS) surfaces.  But do they really really want to hear the truth? Or would it have been all better IF a lie was told?

Its contradicting because it both hurts. The question is which one hurts less.

You tell the truth and it hurts like hell. But there will always be a consolation that you were truthful with him/her. And THAT helps take away the pain a little. And at the very least, you admit the mistake and everyone moves on. The whole thing blows over, and you dont have to worry about it slapping your face in the future.

You dont tell the truth and there is no hurt for now. Everyone is happy but you live in fear everyday knowing that if someday, this truth decides that it wants to come out and say HI!!, you are going straight down. The pain is worse, ALOT worse. because there will be no consolation. YOU LIED. and the pain is doubled. of course, if you are so sure that your lie will be safe forever and you think its worth the risk, you wont be thinking about it exploding in your face. BUT isnt it always true that fire can never be wrapped with paper. It will burn a hole through and soon, it burns the whole paper. and the fire only gets bigger.

Think about it..

do you want to live your life in fear, knowing that one day, the truth you have been hiding would blow up in your face and hurt the people you lied to?

*dont ever lie to me, but if you do, make sure i’ll never find out..

the truth would hurt me, but your lie will kill me.

yours truly,

calistafaye

HALO – BEYONCE

Remember those walls I built
Well, baby they’re tumbling down
And they didn’t even put up a fight
They didn’t even make up a sound

I found a way to let you in
But I never really had a doubt
Standing in the light of your halo
I got my angel now

It’s like I’ve been awakened
Every rule I had you breakin’
It’s the risk that I’m takin’
I ain’t never gonna shut you out

Everywhere I’m looking now
I’m surrounded by your embrace
Baby I can see your halo
You know you’re my saving grace

You’re everything I need and more
It’s written all over your face
Baby I can feel your halo
Pray it won’t fade away

I can feel your halo halo halo
I can see your halo halo halo
I can feel your halo halo halo
I can see your halo halo halo

Hit me like a ray of sun
Burning through my darkest night
You’re the only one that I want
Think I’m addicted to your light

I swore I’d never fall again
But this don’t even feel like falling
Gravity can’t forget
To pull me back to the ground again

Feels like I’ve been awakened
Every rule I had you breakin’
The risk that I’m takin’
I’m never gonna shut you out

Everywhere I’m looking now
I’m surrounded by your embrace
Baby I can see your halo
You know you’re my saving grace

You’re everything I need and more
It’s written all over your face
Baby I can feel your halo
Pray it won’t fade away

I can feel your halo halo halo
I can see your halo halo halo
I can feel your halo halo halo
I can see your halo halo halo

I can feel your halo halo halo
I can see your halo halo halo
I can feel your halo halo halo
I can see your halo halo halo
Halo, halo

Everywhere I’m looking now
I’m surrounded by your embrace
Baby I can see your halo
You know you’re my saving grace

You’re everything I need and more
It’s written all over your face
Baby I can feel your halo
Pray it won’t fade away

I can feel your halo halo halo
I can see your halo halo halo
I can feel your halo halo halo
I can see your halo halo halo

I can feel your halo halo halo
I can see your halo halo halo
I can feel your halo halo halo
I can see your halo halo halo

THE FALL

im falling in deep. the water is unclear. i cant see the bottom of the ocean. im scared. i try to hide my fear from you, but you keep peeling away the layers of bubble wrap i wrap around my heart. this heart i have been so protective of. someone else broke it once, it took a long time for me to stick the pieces back with glue and glitter. i did it all alone and promised myself that i’ll never allow another person in again. i locked my heart up in a safe and hid the key.

now you came along, and somehow broke the lock. you’re clumsy with my heart and its not your fault. i dont blame you. but i dont know how to tell you that everytime you came close to dropping it, i stop breathing for that split second. im not good with explaining things like that. im not good with convincing myself that my fear is silly. because i know that my fear is real, the pain is real.

i cannot just walk out of the water now, im waist deep in it. and my heart is not listening. my head is saying stop walking in, but the water is so tempting. if i hit rock bottom and crash, who’ll come pull me to the surface?

yours truly,

calistafaye

Her Confession (part four)

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*and everything seems so unreal..

Everything that night seemed so unreal. It all happened so fast and though she was happy, she was not sure if it was real. If it was not just another dream of hers.. He looked so unsure, uncertain of what he just said.

” yes, i want to go out with you..”

his words were shaky, like he didnt know what he was saying. Maybe he didnt want to hurt her, maybe he was being nice or maybe, just maybe, he really did like her.

She wished she knew whats really in his heart..

Suddenly, she felt fear. It was a fear that was unexplainable, almost like a little girl who feared the darkness.

” im scared..”

She was afraid that he would hurt her, or break her heart. She didnt want to go through the pain and torture all over again.. She guarded her heart well, until now.

Did she feel brave enough to grant him the key to her locked heart?

and so she wonders..

yours truly,

calista faye

HAPPY HALLOWEEN

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* happy halloween  everyone..

so, what did you celebrate halloween as this year? a tooth-fairy. vampire or zombie. hum. to me, halloween is more about wearing ridiculously short outfits that shows your underwear and funky head gears you wouldnt wear on any other regular day. for some (mostly the ugly people), its also about applying ridiculous amount of face paint on their faces.. *mm..

i decided that i wanted to celebrate halloween 2009 as a pink barbie doll. thus, i was dressed up in pink from top to bottom. and i looooooked FANTABULOUS!! yes. (im in love with  myself. HURHUR) and for a really odd reason, i just didnt really feel like drinking. i took sips but didnt really drink drink. oh wells. i still enjoyed myself. =D

oh. and i just have to say this, i saw a guy dressed as a penis. yes. no kidding. he was a HUGE walking, talking penis. haha.

ps ( your text msg made my day. cause my love, i was missing you too..<3)

yours truly,

calista faye