Saturday, May 23, 2009.
> 11:31:00 AM.
ahh, the weekends.
boy have i been waiting for this day to come or what.
kinda delighted, i finished a book in a day.
like my first book i've read since my N's were over.
=X
I think i wanna be a book worm, they're sexy=)
i think at this rate, i'd probably morph into godzilla.
you still don't get it don't you?
bye byeeeee, nice celia.
heloooooo bitch.
oh, are you gna copy that too?
yeah yeah, i presume you're gona go about "freedom of speech"
yeah, incase YOU didn't notice, you're on MY blog.
so i'll say it now and i'll say it for the last time.
the only reason why I'm not publishing your fake self and name here is because i have my own life and bitching solely about you in my blog will prove that your pathetic run-about life is worth even talking about.
it's not.
so do what other typicals do and run away.
coward, running away from your problems does not make it better or go away.
it only shows that you're a attention seeking lifeless brat.
oh how i wish, if you were someone i didnt know, i'd sooo totally beat the life out of you.
provided if you had one.
and i cant believe im writing a super long moronic post about you.
*sighs*
the humble things i do. never seem worth it. no word of thank you. and where were you when i needed a friend?
yeah, when you're all sad and giving the most annoying "sad/ angry" face. you'd expect people to come to you and comfort you and tell you lies that everything's going to be alright.
i assume you live in a world where there are happy endings and golden unicorns at the end of the rainbow.
and on those days when im sooo not in the mood, what do you do?
nothing.
exactly you do NOTHING, and you just annoy the shit out of me i can just kill someone
and when i was torn apart by my grandad's death, all you could say was "oh".
remember when your grandad died.
i spent almost half an hour on the phone comforting you and spending the next few days with you.
and all you said to me was oh? i was freaking angry i mentally pictured myself strangling you and ripping your face to pieces
and what? am i not supposed to feel sad for at least a day?
basic knowledge, if your friend's feeing sad/ angry/ frustrated/ unmotivated,
you dont go and leave her alone and laugh to your lame jokes with your only friend.
seriously, what planet were you even born in?
losersville?
sometimes i think you suffer from some mental retardation.
and no. it's the nicest word i can say about you.
so if you're reading this, probably trying to copy something again, lemme tell you.
though i am madly angry to the extent i wanna slap you, i am giving you a warning.
one more time.
that'll be the last straw.
you can ask your imaginary friends to come confront me.
i don't care.
