Friday, June 18, 2010
In a totally pissed mood now. Nothing is going smoothly for me today. Having slight flu and an ulcer in my mouth, making me feel more irritated.
Do you all still remember the first time I talked about kpop? When I first started spazz about all the kpop idol groups hotties? Yeah, you all don't understand whats so great about kpop. Looking at me like I am some insane? Looking at me like I am desperate for guys?
A few weeks back, I was reading teenage magazine, spazzing once again at F.T. Island, this "great" friend of mine look at F.T. Island with disgust, and even called them ugly. Just yesterday or the day before, she told me on msn "SZE HUA, I HAVE FALLEN IN LOVE WITH F.T. ISLAND!:D". So, what was she expecting me to reply her? "WOW! YOU FINALLY KNOW HOW TO APPRECIATE THEM, AND NOT CALL THEM UGLYS ANYMORE? BITCH?" =.= I wonder, is it your standards for guys drop, or is it F.T. Island really become more and more charismatic and hot-looking. Yeah, even a child could tell its the latter. Now you spazz about them, and tell me you love them. Wow. Aren't you love great! =.=" Let me tell you, F.T. Island can belong to anyone, but not you! And with that little knowledge of kpop of yours, you dare to act like you-know-kpop-all in front of me? I kept silent all the while you're boosting away. You asked me for the reason for being silent. Do you really want to know why? Stop treating me like a little girl with no temper, who listens to you, and is always there to laugh at your jokes. Not funny.
I admit I am not being a good friend, but neither are you. Not answering my questions in class, shuning me like crazy when I came back from the long medical leave for chicken pox, telling me to bring dettol to clean myself les spread the chicken pox virus to you. Yes, to you, its all a joke. To me, its a great mean joke. I am crying inside when you said all those, but I still swallow all my baby tears because I don't want to present myself as someone who is not able to take jokes. When you're sick, you expect me to message you and ask if you're okay. But when I came back from the two weeks medical leave, all you asked me is why did I come back? You told me you had a lot of fun while I was away. Wow. Fine. I am sorry for coming back, alrights?
And when I got no.4 in class this mid-year, you didn't congratulate me. You even take the credit for me getting that position. Please, I put in the efforts, thats why I got no.4. None of your business. Yeah, you did teach me how to do some maths questions in class, but I bet you spend even more time teaching your guy friends. Since you're so brillant in teaching, why didn't your guy friends score as well? In your face...!
My soul is already tained by the realities of life, scarred and torn....
* my S H A T T E R E D dreams_
7:54 PM
