Friday, January 30, 2009

Really wierd.

Wierd, Really wierd. I have been meeting people i really don't like this few days, or rather consecutively with the exception of yesterday. Tsk.

First was on the first day on CNY. That self proclaim fucking chio but i think she is fat, ugly and old bitch with no fashion nor make up sense.

Second day was pretty fine. Just that my helix irritate the shit out of me because i became mickey mouse. And even when i stood still, the pain i still can feel and it was throbbing pain like some kind of crazy fuck shit. But well, i can't blame anyone but myself for piercing and still eating hei bee hiam like it's going to be extinct soon.

Third day was rather smooth just a lil' bored and the wedding game suck balls. I thought it will be nice. But then again, assumption.

Fourth day had IS and irritate the shit out of me. Okay, this only i know. Interested? Ask me.

Then today. Oh my fucking god i tell you. Today is like some kind of combo.

Please la, i'm not trying to hao lian or what okay. I was just concerned and i asked. And i didn't have any idea how much you got. And i only asked like once, with no hidden agenda or propaganda or whatsoever ? You don't have to say those words as though i purposely want you to know we did better. I seriously did not know.

And it was just a few marks difference. I don't see the point in comparing who got the higher or whatever shit because competing is not my style. Wouldn't you be interested to know how much another person get ? Oh wait, i was the one who asked you, but errr, you asked me back right? So yours truly ASSUME you're interested as well.

Oh and come on, i'm not so dumb or childish to go "YAY! I score better". N-O. NO. It was just for curiosity sake. And i didn't rebutt you on the spot because there was just so many people. And this is not the final mark for goodness god sake. CB lah.

Moving on. I know i really don't like you and i ASSUME(this word is like super good to use) you don't like me either. So the feeling is mutual. I offended you alot of times, but you too have stepped on my tail a good many time as well. This, we are fair.

I really don't care if i had offended you by saying how sucky your girlfriend is and saying shes a cheapo but it's true. Why buy fake LV if you can't afford and still want to bluff your friends it's real and backstab/outcast another girl when she exposed the truth that its a fake. The nice way to put things, "why quarrel over a stupid bag". The actual truth, "Can't afford but die die want people to know your fake is real, DON'T BUY. WAIT UNTIL MOOLAH FALLS."

I'm a brand addict but you don't see me carrying like gucci, LV and etc. Because for me, i firstly don't believe in fake ones because i want face. And secondly, i prefer to own these stuff using my own hard earned money.

And i was trying to be nice by telling her she should like do something to her make-up because the colours doesn't blend with her. Not sarcastic. I was just saying, "hey, i think the other colour suits your skin tone better eh. Can bring out your natural tan." PERIOD. It was just a suggestion because her face colour is different from the rest of her body e.g. neck.

And she was the one who asked what kind of outfit complement her body. I said no halter because her shoulders are broad. And she whine to you saying that i said shes fat? Like yeah, i do call people and even myself fat, but i merely told her to avoid halters. Not she's fat and she's the one who asked me what complement her figure.

I had no choice but to ask for your help not because i want to. Because she owes me MONEY which i need to collect back. Otherwise, i seriously like to steer clear of your path.

Did i mention, you're a sly, cunning, evil, irritating SON OF A BITCH. Shit, i pity your mum. Let's just call you a fugly piece of shit. It goes well with cow dung :)

BLARH.

I know you read this, so i want to show you my fugly and fat face :)



Oh, my helix got better. I'm in a good mood, though i still wish that couple would die :)
The going is tough but i'm perserving. SIGHS.

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