People come into our lives, for a reason.
Oct. 3rd, 2008 05:29 am2 more papers down today, and is quite okay about it.
I have like.. 3 more till everythings' over, and the big Ohs will start for the rest of the world.
yesyesyes,
HAPPY (sweet 16th) BIRTHDAY, JINGQUAN!
Have good health and live long!~
This post's gonna be one long, lengthy-wordy one. So, if you don't wish to read, just leave.
I don't really care anymore.
I'm still very miffed about the whole thing.
And, all this, is accumulated, I swear.
To be exact, it's all accumulated, since last year.
No, I'm not trying to be calculative here, but just merely stating the facts.
Yes, if you're still trying to figure what I am doing here, I'm bitching, and it's gonna be a long one.
Cannot tahan, anymore lah!
First, you want people to do you a favour, you ask.
Ask politely at that. I will try to help even if I don't like you, if you were to ever ask politely.
You don't go asking as if I owe you millions when you need a favour from me, and don't drag MY stuffs to do THAT FAVOUR OF YOURS, ON YOUR OWN.
Like hello?! I have yet to agree OR NOT.
And, I was about to say NO to you, cause I really don't like you and all, but what?! YOU JUST HAPPILY MOVED MY STUFFS.
THINK WHAT?! SELF-SERVICE?!!!
I AM SO NOT WILLING TO DO THAT FAVOUR FOR YOU TO HIDE YOUR BLOODY STUFFS, CUS YOU BLOODY-HELL KNOW THAT IT'S FCKING ILLEGAL.
(YES, I don't care anymore. I'm just going to type whatever I want here, because I'm SOOO pissed off, and I seriously don't care if the school reads or not. Best, print out this entry and come and look for me. I'll say everything I know, and make sure that that asshole reaps what he've sowed.)
Before I start on the second thing that I wanna say, I do not have anything against people who are big sized or what so ever. Please don't get me wrong.
Second, the whole wide world knows that you puff, and puff those cheap stuffs which smells damn bad.
I know of a lot who puff, but NONE OF THEM are like you. I know human A puffs, but A actually made the effort to get a tube of mints and make sure that before talking to anyone, pops one mint into his mouth. That is what I call, Respect.
And do you know how people percieve you?
Well, I really do hope that you read this because to me, and some around, you're that fugly fat one who smells like shit even from far.
And, I mean every single word of that.
You think that wearing that jumper or whatever that white thing is gonna, make you damn cool. Ohyes, how can I forget that to you, puffing IS DAMN COOL.
Thirdly, I know, I should just go up to him and just shout or scream all these into his face, but I just totally can't bring myself to it.
I cannot even stand another second near him, how can I spend some time, in front of him, just to say my two cents worth?!
Yucks. Totally not worth it to spend my time doing smth like that.
Fourthly, the attendance today is just AWESOME.
Person B is not there, and I totally put the entire blame on you, shithead. Why?
1. You're that bitch who've influenced him into the bad stuffs, again.
2. You're the one who've always been so selfish, disturbing the rest in class and everything.
3. You're the shit that causes so many trouble in MY CLASS.
and yes, YOURS TRULY IS ASSUMING THINGS, and that is because the shithead deserves it.
You may say that Person B is at fault also, mah.
Then again, let me tell you, I know Person B better than this shithead, and yes. I am fcking defensive when it comes to friends, and I do consider Person B as my friend.
You can't expect me to treat that lardface as a friend, right?
That'ld be the joke of the century, I swear.
This particular incident happened to me, and not many knew about it.
He told me to go for it, and let that shithead knows what it's like to play with fire.
To come and think of it now, I think the fire will extinguish itself, and disappear into thin air.
Wishing, hoping and praying that nothing have ever happened, before.
And, to be completely honest;
You're just living up to your name; an asshole.
Delivering nothing, but shit.
Well done.
Graugh. All out.
Anywayz, I really appreciate those who make the extra effort to get up in the morning to bath, or to apply perfume/cologne/body mist/anything that smells nice.
Don't get what I mean?
Just sit through one long bus-ride with someone next to you who seems to have not bathed for like years.
You'll understand my pain.
mmmh.
Eyes have been like 2 slits across my face after geography.
Tillagain.
I have like.. 3 more till everythings' over, and the big Ohs will start for the rest of the world.
yesyesyes,
HAPPY (sweet 16th) BIRTHDAY, JINGQUAN!
Have good health and live long!~
This post's gonna be one long, lengthy-wordy one. So, if you don't wish to read, just leave.
I don't really care anymore.
I'm still very miffed about the whole thing.
And, all this, is accumulated, I swear.
To be exact, it's all accumulated, since last year.
No, I'm not trying to be calculative here, but just merely stating the facts.
Yes, if you're still trying to figure what I am doing here, I'm bitching, and it's gonna be a long one.
Cannot tahan, anymore lah!
First, you want people to do you a favour, you ask.
Ask politely at that. I will try to help even if I don't like you, if you were to ever ask politely.
You don't go asking as if I owe you millions when you need a favour from me, and don't drag MY stuffs to do THAT FAVOUR OF YOURS, ON YOUR OWN.
Like hello?! I have yet to agree OR NOT.
And, I was about to say NO to you, cause I really don't like you and all, but what?! YOU JUST HAPPILY MOVED MY STUFFS.
THINK WHAT?! SELF-SERVICE?!!!
I AM SO NOT WILLING TO DO THAT FAVOUR FOR YOU TO HIDE YOUR BLOODY STUFFS, CUS YOU BLOODY-HELL KNOW THAT IT'S FCKING ILLEGAL.
(YES, I don't care anymore. I'm just going to type whatever I want here, because I'm SOOO pissed off, and I seriously don't care if the school reads or not. Best, print out this entry and come and look for me. I'll say everything I know, and make sure that that asshole reaps what he've sowed.)
Before I start on the second thing that I wanna say, I do not have anything against people who are big sized or what so ever. Please don't get me wrong.
Second, the whole wide world knows that you puff, and puff those cheap stuffs which smells damn bad.
I know of a lot who puff, but NONE OF THEM are like you. I know human A puffs, but A actually made the effort to get a tube of mints and make sure that before talking to anyone, pops one mint into his mouth. That is what I call, Respect.
And do you know how people percieve you?
Well, I really do hope that you read this because to me, and some around, you're that fugly fat one who smells like shit even from far.
And, I mean every single word of that.
You think that wearing that jumper or whatever that white thing is gonna, make you damn cool. Ohyes, how can I forget that to you, puffing IS DAMN COOL.
Thirdly, I know, I should just go up to him and just shout or scream all these into his face, but I just totally can't bring myself to it.
I cannot even stand another second near him, how can I spend some time, in front of him, just to say my two cents worth?!
Yucks. Totally not worth it to spend my time doing smth like that.
Fourthly, the attendance today is just AWESOME.
Person B is not there, and I totally put the entire blame on you, shithead. Why?
1. You're that bitch who've influenced him into the bad stuffs, again.
2. You're the one who've always been so selfish, disturbing the rest in class and everything.
3. You're the shit that causes so many trouble in MY CLASS.
and yes, YOURS TRULY IS ASSUMING THINGS, and that is because the shithead deserves it.
You may say that Person B is at fault also, mah.
Then again, let me tell you, I know Person B better than this shithead, and yes. I am fcking defensive when it comes to friends, and I do consider Person B as my friend.
You can't expect me to treat that lardface as a friend, right?
That'ld be the joke of the century, I swear.
This particular incident happened to me, and not many knew about it.
He told me to go for it, and let that shithead knows what it's like to play with fire.
To come and think of it now, I think the fire will extinguish itself, and disappear into thin air.
Wishing, hoping and praying that nothing have ever happened, before.
And, to be completely honest;
You're just living up to your name; an asshole.
Delivering nothing, but shit.
Well done.
Graugh. All out.
Anywayz, I really appreciate those who make the extra effort to get up in the morning to bath, or to apply perfume/cologne/body mist/anything that smells nice.
Don't get what I mean?
Just sit through one long bus-ride with someone next to you who seems to have not bathed for like years.
You'll understand my pain.
mmmh.
Eyes have been like 2 slits across my face after geography.
Tillagain.