As of today, its officially one week after the barbaric incident that got me crying mutely in the restroom. ~I know.. what a wimp..but what can I do? I'm still a girl..its only natural..~
By now. I cannot stand even the sight of that person - lets just call that person hantu. I have experienced thing far horrifying than this. But maybe the shock is just too overwhelming... hehe... I even started talking bout hantu all day long. Anything hantu does is only annoying to me. Hantu's voice is just so obnoxious. I cant really explain why.
In my mind, scenes from that day kept on playing like a looping tape. Everytime it does, anger grows bigger. My anger.
My resolution?? Finish this darn practical. Study harder. Apply to work here as an officer. Kick hantu hard as I can. Muakakaha... That ***** is ganno die.
~ like I can accomplish any of that ~
huhu! go for it, bebs! i'll support u all d way thru!!!!
ReplyDeleteI wasn't sure how to send a message on this so I thought I'd send it here. You responded to my blog post and stated that I don't invite people to do stuff with me. Well heres the thing, I do ask people. And a lot of the time, I am told "yeah, let's do it".. and then when it comes down to it, I get blown off. So it's not like I don't ask people to do stuff. I do.. they just don't act like friends so it's frustrating.
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