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Being a bitch.
12:19 AM
Tuesday, December 15, 2009 although i don't really bitch much, this time i feeling like bitching about certain things. i mean, everyone bitches about something once in awhile right ? so yeah. I'm just expressing my thoughts that's all, it doesn't feel good bottling it up. and i can't really sleep. so here goes. you'll definitely come across people who bitch alot, so much that people start to dislike that person. well, i don't really care if you bitch about me, i hope you'll be rich in life, but burn in hell when you die. hey, im not mean, i wished you the best in life right ? wen, png and i were having a conversation today, wait, yesterday. and i started to dislike some people. I already knew what they did, but i didn't really cared much about it, but they make it sound like the person is like a piece of shit. so ya. worse is, the person is a guy. bitches worse than a female, to me he's just an immature bitch who needs the attention. imagine this, there is this group of people, and one of them started taking about the other parties, taking the story and giving it a little twist, just so this person can portray himself as the "victim" when the other parties jolly well knows that's not true, but the other parties just don't give no shit because they are not as immature as him/her. as long as they know that their friends don't believe what they say, it's good enough. we don't need the whole world to know shit face, and what's your point of spreading those false info? so that people will look at us like some shit ? truth is, some don't really care. another person that pisses me off. just because you don't have things going your way, you bitch about that something and worse is, it's not that bad but you make it sound like it's worse than shit. worse still, you still bitch about it even though it has past a long time ago. i mean, yes there is definitely people who dislikes you, but what do you gain by spreading rumours ? i bet you have more haters than me, cause you back stab like no body's business. you might think, hey if you don't care why blog about it ? reason being, i just felt like it. you might be some unknown thinking "Go get a life, bitch." then here's to you, i have a life, i have school projects, i have best girlfriends to hang out with. unlike you who has all the time in the world to read some stranger's blog, it's you who needs to get a life, can't you do anything better ? (: also you might be thinking to yourself "you're such a pussy, dare to write then put their names down la, why so scare ?" here's my reply, whatever. yes i'm a pussy, is that your problem ?. I don't want any fights going on, i just can't really be bothered about conflicts and i don't have the intention too because i got plenty of other things to do to keep myself happy than angry over some shit. plus tons of projects to do, i won't have the time to entertain you. you can say i've changed. i've been through shits that i regretted, i've said shitty things which i know it can't be taking it back. png says i've become more mature, maybe ? i don't know, but i've definitely change. i used to be quite an asshole. if i was somebody else and i look at her (me) i'll be like, i don't wanna get along with you. you know, when i was in sec two i was considered a flirt because i hang around guys. well, im that kind of person who talks to those who talks to me first. (: when i was sec 3, i was quite a havoc. but i got to know many girlfriends whom i can crap alot to. as i grew older, i bitch alot, and i tend to speak my mind through blogging. and i can't control my temper, when im angry, i spill vulgar words all over the place. png says when im angry it's really scary, idk. haha. so don't piss me off if not... when you see my face hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell. LOL. sec 5 was the worse year for me, i changed so much that i caused my girlfriend to hate me. uh oh... haha, well it's good that im different now, and my girlfriends didn't leave me, that's what i call true friends ? sticking to you through thick and thin. now i can control my anger because i've come across many irritating people and i learn to... basically ignore them or don't really give a damn about it. i used to make like a really big fuss if some one's talking behind my back, now, i don't give a shit. say all you want, i don't need the whole world to side me like you do. as long as my girlfriends and other close friends trust me, it's good enough for me, i'm happy. (: i'm glad i've changed for the better, and i hope you do because the working world aint nice. i didn't mention any names above, if you assume it's you, i bet you'll probably go round bitching about me again, get this okay, i don't give a shit. because of you people look at me differently, i know what happen but i don't bitch about it to everyone like you do, and worse still it has nothing to do with you, or maybe it does. bitch to my friends all you want, cause they don't believe you. you'll full of bullshits. even though i lost some friends because of that, i don't really care ? cause i still have my close friends with me. (: AND YES, TAN JEN HOW. you know what, i seriously feel like scolding the hell outta ya. can you stop talking behind people's back, you're worse than the people i've mention above. stop bitching about me and my girlfriends, you're like a sissy that has nothing better to do than to bitch like a girl. and roy is nice as to being your friend why do you have to insult him. you're a fuck wit (this will be the only F word you'll be seeing in this entry because he deserve to be called one) you know why you have no friends because you bitch about everyone and you're like telling everyone about it. what, should i now crown you the queen of bitch ? is that what you want. go ahead, be piss and spread rumours and craps like you always do. one day, you'll have no friends at all. WAIT, you already have no friends. OH, only roy is being nice to you even though he knows you bitch about him and stuff. ROY WHY? he won't change man, well maybe if everyone leaves him, then he will start to change. but i dont give a shit. and who the hell starts off a conversation by saying "you grew fatter at your hips area" you're obviously trying to piss me off. i know alot of shit and things you did too Jen how, but im not like you, i won't bitch about it. because im more mature than you are. and i saw a certain message, what now you're some kind of fortune teller ? you can actually predict that you're life will be a smooth sailing one ? and what's with the part that goes "you'll be like roy" and it went on something like not having a good life. WTF, roy knows. ROY STOP BEING NICE TO HIM, HE IS AN ASSHOLE EFF-WIT. and jen how, you do know you have no friends cause that's what you told me, and i bet you do know the reason why, so why don't you change. -.- SHUT UP BITCH. well i'm not piss off with the others mention in the beginning. im only pissed off with Jen how. there. today's entry. long one i guess. i love you guys. and Kim i just wanna say i'm truly sorry for all the things i did. and about the player part, i had my reasons and i really thought that nothing was going on, i'm really sorry. i didn't mean to hurt you. i was stupid, childish, immature, bitch, whatever you wanna call me. but right now i just wanna treasure you and everyone else who has been by me. I'm sorry to all that you have to tolerate my temper and most of all my character. i know sorry is just some simple word that can't replace the hurt i've put you through. and i know you have already long forgotten about it, or long forgiven me, still i have this guilt in my heart and im really really sorry. sometimes i just can't help to feel that you still dwell in that situation, and no matter how many sorries i say it just won't help. I'll do anything just for you to forgive me. but png says you already forgiven me, still i can't help but to feel guilty. (: yeah, this i must give a shit to, the rest of unimportant people, i don't give a shit about you, even if you really went to eat shit, i don't really care. (: Yes, im done complaining/bitching or whatever you call it. just want to let it off my chest. about the F6, sorry and i don't really care much about it anymore because as long as you remember me (the son of a bitch friend), that's good enough. (: I LOVE YOU. and i really do. OHYES. i've been having nightmares for the past few days. WHY! okay here's the first on i had the other night. I was in the really big house with lots of room, i guess it's a orphanage because there are kids there. so two other kids and me were playing around. the room was old, it didn't have any furniture. just two doors. we decided to head up, we entered another room one to find another door but the stairs was half broken so someone had to carry me up to climb up the stairs and enter the room. and into another room with another door. and once i entered, there were hell lots of gold. of cause i did steal some and left without bing notice. we then decided to do it again the next time. suddenly alot of people knows about this. then my dad took the door and place it in his cupboard so that nobody can enter (what the hell dream right?) of cause i knew cause i saw the door inside his cupboard. so on the 4th day ? we wanted to enter the place which the door was suddenly placed along the corridoor. there was a small flag placed on the key hole, and on the door there were pictures of people smiling, i can't remember who and there were words written on the flag, which i dont remember. okay, the stick was at the key hole, so i pulled it out and there was a string attached at the end of the stick and as i pulled there was some weight being tied. one of my friends told me not to pull it just leave it, so i did. of cause i didn't dare to peep at the bottom hole of the door so i asked one of my friends to do it. as she bent, i covered my ears so that i won't scare myself too much if there was a scream suddenly. out of nowhere something grabbed my from behind and it was hugging me and pulling me along the corridor. I WAS A EFFING SCARE, it had long sharp nails, and its skin was purple-ish white. I didn't dare to turn and look at its face okay, scary enough to see its hands! i screamed, suddenly i had a pen knife in my hand. i started slashing its face, blood was spilling, it has only a mouth with lots of sharp teeth , it let go of me and its hands were touching its face as if it was really painful. i think it's a she, cause she's really small size, like she has a female body. im not a pervert, she has some clothes on. (: and at that point i knew i had to stab her through her heart, but i was super scare, i mean, who the hell wants to go near that thing, but i had to. i took up the courage and stab her. just when you thought it's all over. another one appeared. i grabbed both of my friends and we ran, i knew she was really fast and then i pulled my friends run down the stairs and jumped out of the window. at the bottom there was a big inflatable float ? is that what you call it. haha. yeah and the friends i talked about, are some unknown people. the thing didn't follow us of cause. and another nightmare i had last night. you know, i hate dolls, like barbie dolls. when i was young, i guess i listened to too many ghost stories realted to dolls until i got scared of them. lol! i dreamt i had a kid who LOVES dolls, which i was like OMG. suddenly when i was sleeping with my husband beside me, who i can't see his face, lol, a doll, one of my daughter's doll (those baby dolls, where kids can take care of them ?) walked into my room and started to speak, like what they are functioned to speak. i tried to wake my husband up because i was so scare (thank God it wasn't holding a knife, if not i'll freak out) that God damn basturd was sleeping like a log! and that dream repeated itself 3 TIMES! i got freaked out 3 TIMES! how wth is that. then i switched dream. IT HAS SOMETHING TO DO WITH DOLLS TOO. ohGod. i dreamt that there's this creepy looking doll, and she can TALK! she's always hiding under my small couch and her hands will always pop out beneath and it scare the shit out of me. until i got really sian on it, i whacked her hand and pulled her, she started talking to me, sorry i don't remember what she said. coolest thing was, i wasn't scare of her, maybe i just got used to her or something. i threw it on the floor. there end of the dream. no more nightmares please. words spilled @ 12:19 AM /
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