Saturday, April 05, 2003 heaven by your side;
damnit. i hate my mummy sometimes. i mean what the fark. i wanna eat titbits at 6 PM also cannot. i mean it won't affect my dinner since i usually eat them at 7 or 8 plus PM. and shittee she just stopped me from eating. 'cause she said if i ate it then that would be the last time she's buying so i was like real pissed like that. then afterthat i ate my dinner. so yes dear. i got the packet of titbits and started eating. so she wanted it. and i passed it to her. i was like real nice okay. then she passed it to my brothers. i's like fine. then bloody hell hurry up. i want it too okay. and he just being so farked up as usual and carried on playing his gameboy. holding on to the farking packet of stuffs. like what the. so shittee can. and i was like screaming. hurry up lar. and i don't see the problem. and he gave that screwed up attitude of his and shouted what lar cannot issit. i wanna play can. and i was like. i wanna eat!
and yea dear. i was like too loud or whatever. i got my freaking mummy and gramma pissed. my mummy said. next time i won't buy. like what the fark. then i might as well ate them at 6 like hello?! i'm like very pissed with it now can. parents are just so. farking irritating. and my gramma was like saying this in chinese "jac, can you lower down your voice ernot?!" like yeayea. whatever. no one's sleeping for gossake. all of them their screws are damn loooose. =\ and yes. because of that my freaking mummy's pissed with me for no farking reason. like she's the only one who could get that pissed huh. i'm like pissed too. *grr.
anyway. the previous post i was talking about people thinking i'm bimbo/buaya/scandalous/attached to some unknown guy? what else. oh they think i'm les. ain't it contradicting. like if you think i'm like attached and i have a bf. then why would you think i'm les. =\ and anyway. what for to be a les. i mean i'm not like interested in any girl or whatsoever. neither am i really that interested in guys. i'm just indulged in lurving myself too much. i'm just. how to say. friendly and nice and yeap. hehheh.
okay so pars. i'm really sorry and i'm feeling bad and guilty but i've decided i'm gonna tell the truth now on my blog. since you probably got freaked out by me and refused to talk to me now online. anyway. i don't love you really. i mean yea. i'm not les! that day when i "confessed" my love for you. it was meant to be an april fool's joke alright. =\ and i thought you got it. so i didn't bother to say it was a joke. and the next day you were like telling zing or something like that and then we were in the same conversation and you said you "accepted" me? since you started it again so i just played along with you. it's not your fault. though i should have told you. but i couldn't resist the temptation of tricking you yet again. so fun. =| and the next day you didn't talk to me right. am i right? and i think you read my blog and saw something. it's not meant for you. i'm talking about some guy lar please. you think i'm that mad? =| and do you need me to tell you like damn obviously that jac thinks she's crushing someone, like a guy? for like a few months?! sheesh.
and yesterday. i was trying to avoid the question 'cause. =)) partly i didn't want to end the fun that soon. maybe a tad too long. for an april fool's joke but yea. i've got no idea how freaked out you were so i just went on and on i think i should like end now. and another thing i wasn't too sure how to tell you the truth too. and i guess this indirect way's quite okay. =\ i hope.
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