Materialistic

"All I want for Christmas is YOU."

 Now that's the greatest lie said by me right there. I don't want anyone, I already have everyone. I'm happy with all my friends right now but a couple more would work. Anyway, I don't need a guy right now (even though I say I want one, but I don't need one). I'm perfectly happy with my life right now.

What I want is for someone, anyone, to give me a necklace. Any kind, but it'd be better if it were cute or have some meaning to it. Then I'd promise that i won't ever take it off (except at school of course, I'm not that kind of a rule breaker), I'd wear it everywhere I go even at home. No one has ever given me a necklace before, except Jamie Colon my ex-bestfriend (we're still friends though) but it's a bit small for my neck now. It was a necklace painted with silver and has the word "Love" hanging as the center piece of the necklace. I kept it in my room somewhere... So yeah, that's what I truly want these days.

A BRAT, not a BITCH

Spoiled brat?! If I were to speak before thinking I would strongly disagree to that name. After thinking about it, my mind just automatically gave me a solution to the problem on what I should and can say when someone calls me that.

Causes:

1. Being the only child, as expected from you, you'd be spoiled. Spoiled by the parents because all their love and affection would only focus on you alone. So you'd get whatever you want with out any hesitation.

2. Being spoiled by my boyfriend, or should I say ex-boyfriend. He was the first person ever in my 15 years of existence to call me a spoiled brat. Has he not been thinking straight?! Seriously? Has he forgotten that he offers to buy lunch for me? Well, I'd give him the money for my meal but then again he'd pay for the bottle of water. He never says no when I ask him to buy me a 70 pesos worth of pen, just for a pen people! It's that expensive.

Going back to the time when he called me a "spoiled brat", I didn't take it as an insult. I took it as a compliment. Weird right? Yeah, well, I'm on of Cher Lloyd's little brats. It's what she calls her followers. Back to me now.

When I take actions I don't really reflect on them at an early time, which means I'm not really the one to blame for becoming a spoiled brat. In fact it's the people around me that should be blamed. Though I don't like to blame anyone. Anyways, that clears my case that I'm not guilty for making myself a spoiled brat.

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Cher Lloyd

artist, song writer, performer

my blog dedicated to her: http://cherlittlebratlloyd.tumblr.com/