my initial plan when i got home around half an hour ago, was not to blog.
i just wanted to throw myself on my bed and sleep til morning.

BUT! some issues are bothering the hell out of me, so here i am blogging close to 3am.

number one

it's been quite a while since i've QUIT from delifrance,
and no, i wasnt terminated.
so to HAZIRAH who has been spreading tales to EVERYONE in delifrance that i got TERMINATED because i've been STEALING MONEY,

go and fuck your own arse if you can.
if your ambition is to be a newscaster on channelnewsasia in the near future,
im sorry to say, you are only a few inches away from becoming a makcik kepo at the void deck.
your busybodying is not even fit to be labelled as voyeourism, sadly.
go and pick up some knitting skills, or buy some insurance for that filthy mouth of yours, ok?
oh, you think my friends keep things from me? you are so wrong!
we just had a group talk just now, and you've just been labelled as bitchy by US.
you'll go, "at least she (syikin) never takes money, not like kak mira." when you're at work.

FUCK YOU LA SIAL.

since when did you marry my brother? and since when did i even call you adik, man.
like seriously. grab the mirror and do some self reflection upon yourself.

having fun telling everyone that i've been terminated for taking money all this while, huh?
why not go marry that stupid indian manager - the one you hail like he's God?
since both of you share the same traits as each other, go ahead!
and one thing's for sure, i've never walked in delifrance while reading my A.Maths notes - giving a connotation that im a smart aleck from some laoya pekak junior college.
in the end? you got retained (boo hoo hoo), and eventually dropped out of college to go to polytechnic.

HAHA. as dumb as i am, i've never got retained anywhere in any point of life, alhamdullillah.

so stop being a two-faced bitch, and start living a normal teenage life, little kid.
i am so over delifrance, anyway.
oh and did i mention that NO ONE likes you even as friends or acquaintances?

ooops. im so mean, aye?

you triggered this blog entry, HAZIRAH.
if i ever see you at the streets of singapore one day,
im gonna spit on you.
but then again, i dont know how to spit. so i'll let you, the litle midget, rot and die on your own.

talk behind my back somemore. go talk.

now you know why the guys you like never really reciprocated your feelings, right?
go and think la, stupid.

number two

two years of being in a relationship with my friend, you ended everything for no reason,
and left her hanging, searching for the answers to her own questions.
you made her wait at your void deck for so long, and then you could actually bring yourself to lie to her - making her travel to another destination just to talk to you.

all in the name of love.

if you're a man, and you have balls hanging down there,
meet her face-to-face to talk to her, not treating her like a fool, when she's trying her best to work things out.

i thought you were OUR friend.

but heck. i was so wrong.
go and have a flower bath or something. think.

number three

this one is short and simple.
someone called me sundal by mistake,
and i bet with you, he's not even regretting his own fault.

a fucked-up saturday.