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 Age:8 Burnt Cake & Z.B. God I still remember that awful cake on my 8th birthday... As some of you might already know my farther was a chef, he just never showed it much back then... It was suppose to be a chocolate cake...I think😅😂 But it turned out well not as I expected at all. It was burnt and it also had Winnie the Poo icing on top...Yeah the expression on my face was like wtf too. 😂😂  Thanks dad nice try....   By Age 8 I was on bf number 4...Z.B. He was my first black bf, we were in the same class...It was nice I suppose while it lasted. But all of a sudden he broke it off with me at the Chinese New Year play we had at the school...I played the Pig btw😒 He said "I think it would be best if we were like friends because F.P. wouldn't like it..." (F.P. was like his best friend back then)... Me I was like wft😓 By that time I was starting to think there was something wrong with me... But it turned out his feelings were somehow different then what he had said......

Age:7...The Alcoholic Gf.... I'm not going to lie, I never did like most of my dads gfs. I can still remember meeting the first one...WHAT A B*TCH SHE WAS!  Things just started to go down hill from here... This was when I started to become aware of the acts of alcohol on people. I used to call dads first gf I met Loopy.L . and still do, she was mad af....I hated her and my dad for his choice. I hardly got along with her I mainly shouted at the drunk ass b*tch...You know one time I even slammed the door shut behind her as she went to walk off but the stupid mf turned round and the door slammed in her f*cking face😂😂😂 I'm sorry for laughing but c'mon she deserved it! The bitch even blamed me for the big ass bump on her head and even asked me to touch it....like wtf😞😒 And another time I remember her falling down the stairs of our house, with a glass of wine in her hand I might add, And partially broke her neck...oh what a f*cking pity😏 shame she didn't break it comple...

AGE 7: TROUBLE AND FIRST LOVE... I don't tell most people all of this part of my life...But today I am. When I was 7, my dad was arrested at the school for something that he was accused of doing to me by some "friend" who turned out wasn't much of one...She accused him of sexually abusing me😒...but of course this wasn't true. On that day a social worker can to see me at the school...I don't remember much of the conversations and things that happened that day but all I know and remember was...she took me some where, to a kids home by the way it looked and sat me down and asked me things different things, she asked me to draw her things, things that I find hard and ashamed to say on here... She introduced me to people there at that place, she was nice, I suppose, in a way... All I can say that I am so thankful my grandparents took me in...otherwise god knows where I would have ended... ...Summer time at Adventure Play Ground(APG) was where I first met him. Me s...

AGE 6...That first kiss with C. 💏😅   Things never did go right in my life, not even my first kiss at 6😅😂Funny story that was in a way...I remember me & C. in the cloakroom of the school, there we were just to little kids sitting on the floor among all the coats thinking no one will ever see us... Never thought that one of my friends would come and find us there... yes she saw us there and of course saw him kiss me...That b*tch wasn't no friend that's for sure. After she saw us she ran straight to the teacher and told her...Me be like after oh well sh*t happens...of course after that things ended between me & C....But I Never knew that the little b*tch wanted C. for herself😒... Yes you guessed it, C. had left me for her...Why I'll never know, but then again I never was a pretty little f*cker back then😅 Oh well... 😁 <script async src="https://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/js/adsbygoogle.js?client=ca-pub-5610273322847824" crossorigin=...

  Age 5 this is pretty much as far back as I can remember anything about my life.... First days of school, everybody knows whats that like.  I always felt like the odd ball, the feeling of never actually belonging... Until I met K.A, knowing her was the best thing that ever happened in my life. She's like a little sis I wish I always had...instead of the ones I do have😒 But we'll get to them later... Me & K.A. became inseparable, she's someone I could actually act like myself around...We look out, care and love one another no matter what the future had in stall for us... First bf K.😅...yeah I know we were wayyyy too young.  The only things I can actually remember about K. is that he followed me round like a lost puppy😍 He was cute...I guess but then again must people know my taste😅😂  But then one day he just disappeared never to be seen again...went to another school so I heard....Oh well life went on...😏  Stay tuned for more! It's gonna get juicier as...

In this blog you will read about my life, yes that might sound boring to you...But trust me you will get hooked😉 And also in this blog of mine a shall only write initials of the people who have past through my life for the sake of privacy of course.... So let us begin are little story....   Born December 26 2003 a little girl, daughter to an English man Mr R.J.W. & a Thai woman Mrs B.N... I was born in Pattaya, Thailand. I do not know much of the things when I was a baby, for I was never told much...The only thing I know is that at the age of 3 in mid September I left Thailand with my farther...Never knowing I'd never see my mother ever again... And so I was raised in England, thinking I'd be stuck there for the rest of my life... When I grew up I always asked why we never went back there or why mother never came to see us? The answer I got at the time was that Farther wanted to sell an antique and wanted to bring me along so that I may know my grandparents...but then it t...