Don't worry, you're safe with me now

You tell me, you're in love with me
Like you can't take your pretty eyes away from me
It's not that I don't want to stay
But everytime you come too close, I move away
I wanna believe in everything that you say
Cause it sounds so good
But if you really want me, move slow
There's things about me, you just have to know

Sometimes I run
Sometimes I hide
Sometimes I'm scared of you
But all I really want is to hold you tight
Treat you right, be with you day and night
Baby, all I need is time


All of us have our little insecurities at times. Like if we're not pretty enough, or smart enough, or attractive enough. Most of us go through a little phase. People tell you that you're pretty. People tell you that you are good in this. People tell you that you look good in that particular dress. Are they telling the truth or are they just comforting you? Most of us just don't want to hear the truth, but sometimes when we do, we sulk over the truth. So what is it do we really want? Lies or the truth?

I admit I have insecurities. I always have and had them. I always thought I was never pretty enough. Or never smart enough. Or many other things. Friends tell me I'm fine and I have a loving other half who loves for who I am. But I keep thinking. We all know somehow and someway, we are attracted to a person because you find them cute or good-looking or pretty. I always do my best to look at my good side. My personal assets, like talents, positions, creativity and other aspects of myself. But somehow, to me, looks still matter. I look at myself and I see a girl with normal looks and nothing else to back it up. I look at the guy and i see every single thing i could possibly dream of. Good-looking, sweet, fun, musically-talented, loving, kind, smart, and every other characteristics I can think of. So this is what is on my mind, what is it that made him attracted to me? He tells me everything and somehow, no matter how hard i try and accept it, I just find it difficult to believe. I have low self-esteem. I just need time to overcome this problem. Time is all I need.

I'm finally opening up to my friends about this problem because I noticed most of us have this inside us and we only keep it to ourselves because we feel that no one can understand us. Not friends. Not even your family. So why keep it in? Let it out. But then again, sometimes, you just want comfort from your friends, saying that you ARE indeed smart. You ARE indeed pretty. You ARE indeed everything to this guy or girl. But you know what, don't give any comments to me to comfort me. Cause I don't need it. I just need to convince myself. Believe in myself. I need my high self-esteem back because without it, I'd probably lose my friends, a boyfriend and maybe my family.

For now, I feel lost. Oh em gee, I need a hug after writing this emo post.

On a MUCH light note, I bought a dress!!! It be SOOOOO PWETTY!!

Ona darker note again, I'm broke. Again.



Toodles with love,
Alanna the Banana

You've got a smile that can light up this whole town

Yeah, everybody is totally crazy over Taylor Swift's You Belong With Me. It's constantly stuck in my head. I find myself humming it when I'm not listening to it. Stop me someone, but I won't like it if you do. I love it. <3 My plant in my room is dying. I forgot to water it. My bad. *teehee* I mean, awwww.... D= On a lighter note?

Got my tickets yo! Been talking and waiting for it since last year. This is a must catch movie of the season.

One little thing everyone is talking bout though.

MEGAN FOX! A MAN? @!#$%^&^%$#@#$%^&*&^

According to Weekly World News....


" LOS ANGELES, CA – The internet has been abuzz since this Sunday’s Golden Globes ceremony, where Megan Fox jokingly remarked that she looked like a man.

When interviewed on the red carpet, she said “I look like Alan Alda in drag. I’m a tranny. I’m a man.”

At the time, reporters passed it off as a jovial attempt to cover for her nerves.

However, today she has cleared the air and officially reported: she’s really a man.

Megan Fox was born Mitchell Reed Fox in Rockwood, Tennessee. From an early age, Mitchell showed an interest in both performing and women’s clothing. When having a preacher lay hands on him did not ‘cure’ him of these interests, his parents simply put him on the pageant circuit.

By the age of 13, Mitchell had already started a career as a female child performer called ‘Megan Fox’. Making her debut on an Olsen Twins straight-to-video release, the twins have kept his secret all this time.

As a sweet 16 present, Fox’s parents offered him sexual reassignment surgery, which, given their child’s career, they’d hoped to write off as a business expense. Unfortunately laws prohibit such surgery to be done to minors.

Since then Megan has been working non-stop, and been included on many Hottest Women lists in publications around the world.

Megan, as she goes by now exclusively, also noted this Sunday how much she wants Salma Hayek’s figure. She has even scheduled surgery later this month to get it. After the two met in New York this week, Hayek offered to have a cast made of her bust so doctors can match them exactly on Megan Fox’s chest.

The internet is already speculating whether this news will be worked into the plot of the upcoming Transformers sequel. "



Yeah, she's hot.

But now she's actually like this.



I'm still pretty sceptical about this whole thing. Well, it is the internet, nothing can be really trusted. Oh well.

(credits to photo bucket and WWN)


Toodles with alot of love,
Alanna the Banana

Drag me... to places I wanna go..

I don't watch horror movies just so you know. I would probably get freaked out and wouldn't be able to sleep that night cause I would be torturing myself with illusions and all. I watched Drag Me To Hell. Yeah, with HIgh school and college friends. It was pretty funny I would say. It was more of disgusting than scary. I felt my lunch coming up my throat a couple of times because of several scenes. The rest was just really funny. You need people like Yong Jiun and Matthew to laugh alot during the movie, Jie Cong next to you to keep you calm and so that you can bury your head next to him and using his hand to cover your eyes, and Dickson to say a few random things to make everyone Laugh Out Loud during the quiet scences of the movie. I went through the whole movie just fine. I suffered alot previously when I watched some horror movie with Justina and PIkky. Pikky and I were just covering our eyes the whole time and hugging Justina. Justina was just concentrating on the movie the whole time.

After the movie, we decided to go to the archade. We Daytona-ed. Oh yeah, I own-ed the guy's asses! WOOT!! =D That was one round. We played another around and I got 2nd place! Still! Guys were my opponents.

Saying goodbyes and all, I joined my best friend for dinner and a movie. We had a great time I would say? Nothing better than you and your best friend talking about random stuff over dinner. =D

So there's nothing much to talk about. Oh yeah, I have red hair, just so you know. Er, it's not that red anymore. The colour is washing off and its turning into a nice brown. Hopefully it does. But I'm not really worried about other people critisizing it cause they people I care about seem to be fine with it, so I've got nothing to be ashamed of I guess.

Off to do Maths now. Yeah, I noticed I became more hardworking recently. Is it because of my results or something else? I wonder...


Toodles with love,
Alanna the Banana

WHY MS. TIEW, WHY??!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

I just came back from Pikky's BBQ party for Sue who became legal like 3 days ago. Had alot of fun there, eating, dancing and playing cards and I picked up Mah Jong. Ok, I didn't understand what to do but at least I played?

Just got back my Maths Semester results. It ain't good. Nope. It sucks. I passed. Yes, I did. But a passing mark in SAM just ain't good enough. It is BAD. I passed by 3 marks. I got 53 out of 100. Thats a freakin C in my report card. C for maths. MATHS!!!!! I USED to be good in maths. USED to scores A's in maths. TILL i got OVERCONFIDENT. I hate myself at times like these. I don't usually blog like this but OH EM GEE!!! ITS MATHS!!!!!!!!!!

I'm breaking out. THIS IS NOT GOOD!!!!! Life is horrible. At this point. I mean at this moment la. I don't think I can sleep tonight. I need to wake up early tomorrow for a hair appointment. Then after that I'm going to go shopping. I'm going to be very tired if I don't sleep now. I'm telling everyone what my plan is tomorrow. This is pointless rambling. I blame the results. I'm not going to go out as often anymore. I'm going to stay home and work my butt off!! ON ALL OF MY SUBJECTS!

On a lighter note, I made new friends today. The blogshop is doing quite well. And everything else seems to be going great.

BUT THIS DOESN'T CHANGE THE FACT THAT MY MATHS RESULTS IS BAD!!!! D=


Toodles with sulky love,
Alanna the Banana