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date: Sunday, June 04, 2006
time:9:42 AM
decided to make up for not blogging yesterday. mainly because i was far too tired and busy working on other things to blog an actual post. moreover, i was pissed.

to a certain fugly person whose name i do not even wish to mention at all as my wrath would be greatly incurred once again. thanks for being so absolutely responsible. if you have noticed, for every single piece of information you wanted to pass down to spread, you just happily decide to tell us at the very last moment. thanks alot byatch. i believe that i have enough of your pms that just happens to occur everyday. you're one big weirdo. all the time trying to act glamourous. reality check, you're just a wannabe. and by the way, shave of that moustache of yours, you look ghastly to the eye as it is. and stop hiding your salasciously scandalous past as if you are some kind of tyotchilatious celebrity. reality check update again, you're not. and i'm not the only one who thinks you're weird.

i should have listened to others about you, i thought it was just plain rubbish and that you are actually nice but a leopard will never change its spots. cliche but true. just stop trying to act as if you've got lots of class and your absolutely professional. you want to compete over professionalism? bring it on. i'm sure you'll think that you'll beat me hands down. au contraire, i dont thin you can even come an inch close to my standard. i'm just surprised that such a tyotch like you even exists. i must have been cursed to even meet you. and its not like everyone does not have a life like you. everyone does not owe you a living. I dont owe you a living. trying to act all superior on me. sorry, life does not work that way. incur my wrath and die. i dont usually hold grudges but i can greatly assure you that i wont forget this and what you have thrown onto me. dont even try tiatch.

i welcome for your challenge but let me assure you this, you wont come out smiling.
get a life. let me catch one of your scandals passing by again and you wont get out of this unscathed.
scandals are my forte and i know how to use them.

damn, i'm pissed.


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