i'm darn irritated.

pissed.

peeved

cheesed off.

how bad can this be?

i just hate to slam people publicly.

but i had to.

sky's the limits?

nahh.

not for me.

it doesn't take much to piss me off.

not that i'm hot-tempered or something.

i beg to differ.

it's just that.

this has been happening since forever.

more than one year i can say.

thank god i'm not putting her name down.

and tell you what.

she has a chinese name.

there are limits to doing whatever you did to me and my best friend.

it's just SO, SO unfair.

life's unfair .. yes i know.

but still.

ay.

don't always act like you're always right.

don't act so BIG.

your head is like SO swollen red when that is not needed.

mind you, you are like SO blocking all the light with your big head.

i don't understand why is it that your head can be SO big,

when you are totally just copying whatever we do.

plagarizing.

hmm. that's a nice word to describe you.

if we really copyrighted whatever we wear,

do, write, type.

you'll be in jail now, literally.

people say we should feel honoured.

i don't feel anything at all.

honoured?

more like disgusted, horrified, mortified, turned off.

what more can i say?

a few times is fine.

but not everytime.

oh ya, and STOP acting like we are best friends.

me and my bestie. we insult each other and laugh it off.

you can't do that to us.

you are NOT our best friend.

maybe not even a good friend.

worse still. a friend.

but still, there's such thing as an acquaintance.

don't push our friendship too far

when it's supposed to be a stone's throw away.

yes.

you like to make it sound like we are copying you.

your dress sense. your LOUSY dress sense.

your language. your disgusting cheena language.

your drawings. your pathetic copied-from-somewhere [!] drawings.

like stop it.

really.

like i said, there's LIMITS to everything.

you just have to know when to stop.

and you don't.

you just continue and carry on with all these rubbish.

until you get slapped by a guy,

i guess, you wouldn't stop.

this isn't some pringles advertisement.

once you pop, you can't stop.

you should stop!

i mean. the advertisement and slogan is totally ironic.

it's like if you don't stop eating, you're gonna die of hbp

and all sorts of diseases and sicknesses.

trust me.

bleagh.

let's come back to her.

i'm so unamused and so turned off.

turned off!

i only become turned off when one person pisses me off.

oh ain't that YOU?

hrmm.

i shall stop this bitching exercise with myself.

far, far too sarcastic.

guess you still don't understand my point?

i shan't say no more

and agitate myself even more.

yuppers.

peaceout.