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Sunday, July 20, 2008

dad's flying off to turkey later in the wee morning. bon voyage daddy!!~~ and come back safely X)

*warning* this is pretty much a ranting post. beware of the pinch. X)

anw. i killed loads of my brain cells over the weekends. and its seriously alot. served you right for getting it from me. i was already pissed enough and you without using your puny brain have to do something so ridiculously stupid. where's your sense of responsibilty man?! i am not paid to get such shitty load of stuff from you. period.

i realise that i have changed from sec to poly. i mean who didnt right. but i shan't put it here in words. sweetie should prolly know if she remember X) HAHA.

and so, i suddenly become a person of mood swings. there will always be a day in a week where the same thoughts keeps occuring. and i have no idea why. i'm not the way i am now in the past. changed again. prolly.

i guess not many has seen the side of me where i really flare up. try stepping on my toes time and time again people. i guarantee you it wouldn't be nice. for once grow up and get a life. stop acting like babies. waiting to be spoonfed. thank you very much.

i have not mention any names here at all. but if you read what i wrote and felt a pinch den maybe i'm talking about you. ooPS. not liking it?! see that orangey-red button at the top right hand corner with an X? click it. save you the misery. HA.

am i sounding like F*****?! HAHAHAHAHA. i realise i do lehh a little bit. OH NOOOOOO!!!~~~~ i should go to her blog less. getting influenced. AHA.

but anw. i can be a bitch i know. but if i'm not provoked. i'm still miss goody two shoes. perhaps. LOL.

get to know me now?