Sunday, May 31, 2009

The only thing worth fighting for in life is the last packet of instant noodles.

Can you believe how much rotten fudgecake could possibly be hurled at me.

+Grades suck, period.

+ Bro's thing are sold given away since there's no space in my house for another Playstation, a fusion drum kit [Think 3 crash cymbals and 2 floor toms. It's a drumazon], electric guitar, a million and one speakers, a laptop and Christ knows all those other geeky thing he owns. Oh, they were sold without my consent and I'm incredibly offended.

"I'll take his guitar lah, auntie. We played it a lot, and I wanna keep it for remembrance."

My brother is too rich for a 24 year old, know that? He's an electrical engineer.

+There're just too much things to be said, and I've been saying them to the wrong people. It's horrible.

+OHMAIGAWD. That girl is too cute to be a church-going, good Catholic girl. She's not even Indian, summore. :D Pedo moment, I am despondent.

+ *stoops over and dies* I hate getting my period. Times like this I wish I could just go for transitioning.

And for the decidedly best : things I would have said today, had I not shut the hell up. Toffee, I love you, darling.

Ahh, shut up, you condescending prick. Holier-than-who again?

..Shut up..
Shut up
SHUT THE F~ UP.

Wow, I'm the rude kid. F~ing hypocrite.

I must not use the F~ing F~ word.

Doesn't my unamused face tell you anything? Perhaps, a hint. STFU.

WHICH F~ing part of I'LL F~ING HELP YOU DO IT SINCE I FUCKING MESSED UP DON'T YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND, YOU FUCKING POMPOUS, SELF-RIGHTEOUS BITCH?

Eh. Why not CNN? Here I am, trying to forget everyfudgecakingthing, the funeral, the mass, the vegetarianism, the casket and here you are reminding everyone. Why don't you just do a live broadcast 12 times a day to get it over it. I can practically see it now, NEWSFLASH : I know this is the 11th time I've told ya'll but guess what, my brother has died of a cardiac confusion contusion. My family's grieving right now and I'm a shameless, self-righteous bitch who knows no emotional boundaries, can I hear a "hell yeah!" right now?



I need a break. Maybe on the spinal cord.

1 comment:

Alexander said...

Sometimes it can really be very confusing where to hop to when you have two blogs running.
Anyway, chill out :)
MSN-ed about it. HAHA. I don't mind keeping the electric guitar for safe-keeping *evil grins*
Yeah ever thought of your seemingly shameless, self-righteous bitchy thing goes & flows with by from through your inner feelings instead of your supposely-cut-off-spinal cord? Crappy me.
WHEEEEES; ironyyy. contraryyyy :)