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Gossips Make Me Crazy.
Monday, March 24, 2008, 22:44
Be warned. Today's post is full of hatred.

First of all, fuck you if you disturbed me and your disturbance is not asked for.

Are you shocked? You read the title and thought today's post is about gossips. Wrong. Never have you realised that the title have no links to the content, or rather, little? But I think you are shocked because of the 'fuck'. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

I am bullied by a fat monkey and so, I am going to complain. Shut your ears if you want to remain innocent and pure. To note, remaining innocent is kind of impossible.

Shit. I am feeling unhappy. You get what I mean? I am supposed to enjoy my two years of junior college life, not be disturbed by an obese monkey.

Anyway, I feel like laughing now. That fat monkey is going for TAF. Hahaha. HAHAHA.

Back to the point. If you think that whatever I proposed is stupid, fine. But if you condemn my idea without giving any thought to it, go to hell.

If your attitude changes with the people, then face the wall and start fantasizing. Don't talk to anyone.

If you think you are oh-so-great and talking to me is just too much to bear, tell me in the face that I am disgusting.

I will get your point, fucker.

Anyway, this further states my point about one being fat and an irritant has a link. Like how being a Singaporean and being kiasu has got a distinct link.

Pardon my straightforwardness, fat people are irritating.






Ernest