"Nyahh, can I go for a concert on your birthday? While Mummy's in Bali"
"Good.. Go. Leave" <-- I'm not joking. He REALLY wants to be alone.
"Great. It's a concert where they specifically play video game soundtracks"
"...Why don't you concentrate on your studies?"
"..whaa???"
"You don't want to concentrate on your studies at all? *sarcastic tone kicks in* Good la, girl."
"Good.. Go. Leave" <-- I'm not joking. He REALLY wants to be alone.
"Great. It's a concert where they specifically play video game soundtracks"
"...Why don't you concentrate on your studies?"
"..whaa???"
"You don't want to concentrate on your studies at all? *sarcastic tone kicks in* Good la, girl."
WTF.What the flying fudgecake was that? One minute he says go but the minute he hears video games, it becomes a fudgecaking studies issue?
Let me get one thing clear. If I'm not fruitcaking going for the concert, I most definitely am not going to spend it studying. So, sod off if for one minute you think that I'm going to spend 5 hours studying during a free weekend. I don't do it that way.
I somehow knew this was going to happen. Typical. And the worst part is that I'm the who who gets blamed whenever it happens. Till the point that hell, people give up on me and renounce the invite. Like.. Alice.
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