went to alex's and wujie's Band Investiture.
last minute couldnt find anyone to go w me.
cause marissa was damn stressed. =\
called like idk how many people.
and resorted to Joseph. xD sorry la.
ooh, and Tales of Dundee was nice. =D
hmm. rushed off after the concert.
mavis called, -.- sian diao.
ask me cab to bedok. tsk, i cab you pay ah?
weeheehee, shijun brought laptop!
went home at 10+
saw mama on the way home. heh.
helped her carry bag home, aint i nice.
yes. my laptop needs serious re-servicing.
okay, and then. as i was blog hopping,
joey was reading some FUCKING TWIT's blog.
so i decided to go read also, and what the hell,
SOME FUCKING TWIT OPENED A BLOGSHOP.
hoho, by all means go and open one.
BUT. your fucking "Terms and Conditions" totally pissed me off.
CANT YOU FUCKING GET SOME ORIGINALITY?!
whats wrong with you. even all the Bolds, Underlined, Italics
was like, totally ripped out from eyecandyyy's.
HELLO! your bloody cheapo profile was so obviously copied can.
eh, fuck you slut. im not against your friend, (might be another slut.)
but WE are totally against you. because every fucking thing you do ,
is tantamount to plagarism! i dont think you even know what it means.
you know why? because you're just plain fucking stupid!
cheapo style bimbo. ugh.
disgrace to me and mutiara (we're each other's bimbo).
STOP TRYING TO ACT LIKE YOU ARE QUEEN OF THE WORLD!
you are fucking hell not.
excuse me, stop giving me your "oh my god, she hates me" face.
doesnt work for me, i'll still hate you as much.
yeah, so fuck you. shut up, get out of my life.
fuck you fuck you fuck you!
PTZE. watch out. im good enough not to put your whole name here.
AND YOU CAN CALL WHATEVER SHITASS BACKUP YOU HAVE.
i am so not afraid of you, miserable object.
i dont care if you have a gang, a fucking boyfriend or what.
it doesnt obstruct me in any way. watch it, bitch.
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sorry for the harshness, you can ask me on msn who it is.
it may not be you, unless you're some fucking pyscho bitch la. (=
okay, sorry for the fucks and vulgarity. im venting my anger. =\
and, thats all for tdy. im going out with mama and papa. (=
baking cookies and cakes soon. for my dear bimbo's birthday. (=
(= (= !
yes, thats it. bye.

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went to alex's and wujie's Band Investiture.
last minute couldnt find anyone to go w me.
cause marissa was damn stressed. =\
called like idk how many people.
and resorted to Joseph. xD sorry la.
ooh, and Tales of Dundee was nice. =D
hmm. rushed off after the concert.
mavis called, -.- sian diao.
ask me cab to bedok. tsk, i cab you pay ah?
weeheehee, shijun brought laptop!
went home at 10+
saw mama on the way home. heh.
helped her carry bag home, aint i nice.
yes. my laptop needs serious re-servicing.
okay, and then. as i was blog hopping,
joey was reading some FUCKING TWIT's blog.
so i decided to go read also, and what the hell,
SOME FUCKING TWIT OPENED A BLOGSHOP.
hoho, by all means go and open one.
BUT. your fucking "Terms and Conditions" totally pissed me off.
CANT YOU FUCKING GET SOME ORIGINALITY?!
whats wrong with you. even all the Bolds, Underlined, Italics
was like, totally ripped out from eyecandyyy's.
HELLO! your bloody cheapo profile was so obviously copied can.
eh, fuck you slut. im not against your friend, (might be another slut.)
but WE are totally against you. because every fucking thing you do ,
is tantamount to plagarism! i dont think you even know what it means.
you know why? because you're just plain fucking stupid!
cheapo style bimbo. ugh.
disgrace to me and mutiara (we're each other's bimbo).
STOP TRYING TO ACT LIKE YOU ARE QUEEN OF THE WORLD!
you are fucking hell not.
excuse me, stop giving me your "oh my god, she hates me" face.
doesnt work for me, i'll still hate you as much.
yeah, so fuck you. shut up, get out of my life.
fuck you fuck you fuck you!
PTZE. watch out. im good enough not to put your whole name here.
AND YOU CAN CALL WHATEVER SHITASS BACKUP YOU HAVE.
i am so not afraid of you, miserable object.
i dont care if you have a gang, a fucking boyfriend or what.
it doesnt obstruct me in any way. watch it, bitch.
-
sorry for the harshness, you can ask me on msn who it is.
it may not be you, unless you're some fucking pyscho bitch la. (=
okay, sorry for the fucks and vulgarity. im venting my anger. =\
and, thats all for tdy. im going out with mama and papa. (=
baking cookies and cakes soon. for my dear bimbo's birthday. (=
(= (= !
yes, thats it. bye.

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