Bonjour mates!! So, what do you guys think of my new look? I mean, my blog's NEW LOOK??? I've been recently obsessed with MUSTACHES.  ♥  ♥  ♥ And not to mention the color PINK. Well, I do hope my new theme of fun, quirky pink and major mustache craze would help to brighten up your dull days, and get you through those agonizing hours of - for crying out loud! - school. Talking about SCHOOL?!! I had an extremely bad day today, even the thought of it hurt. In my personal dictionary, having a bad day at school doesn't mean having your head dunked into a toilet, forgetting to dodge while playing dodge-ball, being sent to detention for bad behavior in class, sulking over the word 'bad behavior' when the teacher spat it on you just because you've drawn a caricature of her, or anything of that sort, it means not getting what you want and wanting what you know you'll NEVER get. :'( 

For instance:

I want to be popular like the other girls, but I know I'll never be. I want to be cool like the other girls, but I know I'll never be. I want to be beautiful like the other girls, but I know I'll never be. And lastly, I want to get rid of HER, but I know I'll never be able to. In case you're caught in curiosity, SHE was my best friend. WAS. I emphasized the past tense so none of you would think of me as an ungrateful, backstabbing jackass. She was the one that stabbed me first, and now I'm going to stab her back. Yup, you've got this right, it's payback time! No one knows I loathe her that much, and no one knows she's actually a devil, in the form of a human-being. A pretty HOT one, too. Being seductive is one of her specialties, or should I say her only specialty?! Sharpening her kitty claws, putting on her feline purrs....and there she goes - guys fall at her feet, and into her deadly traps where she takes their hearts out, one by one. I can't believe guys actually fall for her phony smile. What's up with those guys anyway? Brainless? Moronic? Absurd? Or simply blinded by lust? 

But the worst part is.....she doesn't even like any of them. She's just doing it for the sake of proving herself to me; proving that she's hotter, prettier, and more charming than I ever was. I never wanted to prove anything to her, or anyone, because I was happy being myself and I couldn't see the point of competing with my best friend. But now, everything has changed - she, a heart-breaker destroying the lives of many; me, a fighter fighting not just for me, but for those who have not had the chance to fight back.

I came to win, to fight, to conquer, to thrive;