No One Plays Punk With Me

Good evening ladies and gentlemen...

I would like to reintroduce the newly made-over moi.. No, not tt my appearance has changed much but I have changed dramatically inside over the weekend.. No, it's not hormones, I am starting to be like the old TP-days-me that I have missed eversince entering NTU...

Coming here, somehow I had let myself turn into the weak, clueless girl... Maybe it was the anxiety of moving into a new area and starting a new phase of my life... I had somehow let myself go... For the first time today, I felt the old me coming back... And I felt comforted and powerful at the same time... I knew I wasn't going to take shit from anyone again... I feel empowered again... Just like in TP, and yes, just like in Mandarin...

The first signs were anger. Bad things and news used to make me feel sad and wonder why good things never happen to me... Despondent, self-pitying, helpless and reliant on fate... Just the kind of person tt i hated... But today, when something unpleasant hit my ear, the first instinct was anger and the great urge to kick-ass... My first thought? No one plays punk with me.

Of course, with anger comes deep sense of hatred and the well of sarcasm was boiling... But these are all but passing phases... The most important thing was, I was able to shake my head and smile when i think of all the nasty things i wished i could do... The good thing about being a practical bitch is tt u remember it's never good to act unreasonable and try to kick up a fuss over something u have no control...

I managed to smile and make the point tt i wasn't happy in my poly days... And I am just about able to lead those kind of days again... Sarcastic but reasonable, emotional but cool, aggressive but passive, it's a hard balance to maintain and my friends used to help keep me in check. But i'm going to try this on my own... And i hope i do it good! =)

Ladies and gentlmen, let me remind u once again, don't try to play punk with me coz I won't take any shit from anybody.