I CAN FART BETTER THAN YOU SING!

It’s been SO long since I got SO irritated by a guy. He’s literally standing on my VERY LAST NERVE, I can literally taste my rising blood pressure in my mouth. (I KNOW IT DOESN’T MAKE SENSE.)

I brag to say that I have a very high level of tolerance, and I try to be as nice and polite as possible, especially to people who are not close to me. (Ok, I know that doesn’t make sense that I have to be nice to people who are not close to me,  but people who are dear would know that my profanities towards you are all endearing and filled with love. Erm, right? HAHAHAHA!)

I am practically IGNORING HIM LIKE HELL, and he still DOESN’T GET THE HINT!

Hell, I don’t even consider that as a hint! I WAS PRACTTCALLY TELLING HIM I DON’T WANNA TALK TO HIM erm, without actually telling him I don’t wanna talk to him.

Excuse me, but when somebody takes VERY long to reply (and by long, I mean I don’t reply you in the morning even when the message was sent to me last night at 9pm), IT’S A CUE FOR YOU TO STOP MESSAGING.

Initially before he asked me what I was doing, he was asking me if I have shopped up a storm at GSS yet. I replied him “no money” and he replied “I pay for you lor.. =)” and I stopped replying and deleted his message.

(PAY YOUR HEAD. WHAT I WANT DOESN’T TAKE PART IN GSS, ASSHOLE!)

He then sent me a “What u doing?” as to what you see above, which I refused to reply too.

20 minutes later, he sent that question mark.

HELLO. PEOPLE DON’T WANNA REPLY MEANS DON’T WANNA REPLY. YOU SEND QUESTION MARK EXCLAIMATION MARK COMMA FULL STOP ALL NO USE, OK?!

It was that question mark that awaken my nasty self. You know, it would have all ended better if you had stopped replying after I stopped replying.

For the above question, I answer:

WHAT THE HELL IS SO SWEET ABOUT WATCHING A MOVIE WITH MY BOYFRIEND? (If that’s the case, Justine died of sweetness liao!)

I stopped replying him after the so sweet shit, BUT HE CONTINUED MESSAGING! He actually wanted to teach me how to sing!

When he insisted that the reason I don’t like to sing was because I couldn’t sing, I already don’t feel like replying.

To think he actually WANT TO TEACH ME HOW TO SING!

WHAT THE FUCK.

I SLAP YOU WITH MY $29.90 DIAMANTE ARCHIPALLIA SHOES, I TELL YOU!

First, how DARE you think I cannot sing, and second, how DARE you want to teach me how to sing!

And when I sarcastically praised him for being humble, HE ACTUALLY DIDN’T REALIZE IT, AND ACCEPTED IT! WTF!? WTF WTF WTF?!

I don’t know about you, but I think I’m being nasty and hostile enough. ! WHY IS IT THAT THICKHEAD DIDN’T GET IT?!

Oh ya, right. He’s thickheaded.

BECAUSE HE STILL CONTINUED TO MESSAGE ME TO GEK ME!

And one persistent shit is he.

Why is it you still don’t get the hint?! Haven’t I rejected you enough?! Haven’t I ignored you enough!?

It’s xing fu with the G; And if I’ve said it once, I’ve said it a hundred times; I hate it when guys go “HEHEHE”.

EAT DUNG!!!

I ignored his message, YET again, and, oh, HE JUST CONTINUED TO MESSAGE ME!

By now, I’m half suspecting that somebody who hates me has deliberately sent him to me to agitate me. Either that or he secretly hates ma and is doing all these to spite me.

I REFUSE TO BELIEVE ANYBODY CAN BE THAT STUPID!

(Except for my useless manager at work.)

The last message made me laugh!

WHAT THE HELL?

I didn’t reply him after he asked me to message him, so after 15 minutes, he sent me that, and I still didn’t reply, AND HE SENT ME ANOTHER MESSAGE 5 MINUTES LATER TO TELL ME NO NEED REPLY!

BWAHAHAHAHA!

YOU SAY HE FUNNY OR NOT!

Anyway, he got me so frustrated I messaged Audrey to complain, and I now officially declare her my 开心果, my happy pill.

HAHAHAHAHA!

And the funniest thing was, I was just tweeting about how I could fart better than he sings earlier that afternoon!

HAHAHA!

*POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!*

MOOD NOW

Escaping Death, Again.

Two years ago, on 22nd Feb, I lost my U600.

It was a heart breaking news to me because it was a part of the couple phones that Otes and I got together. (No la, actually no link, cause Otes lost his U600 1 month before I did.)

If you remember, or have referred to the link above, I mentioned that I am cursed when it comes to phones I paid for myself.

This was what I wrote:

“It’s really saddening to know that all the phones that I paid for myself will eventually come to an end by GOING MISSING.”

Indeed, it is absofuckalutely true.

I remember the first phone I lost, 6510, I lost it at CWP point. I traded in my old phone for that, and paid for it myself because Mom didn’t want me to pay for my new phone.

The second phone I lost, suspected theft, but not confirmed, was 6220. I got it for ELEVEN days. *poof* I remember distinctively that I paid a lot for it, cause I cried buckets of tears over the loss of it.

First time lose phone I paid FULLY for myself leh! I saved until wanna cry lor. And I was so young, think Sec 1. Of course cry la.

I only paid for the trade up amount for 6510, not a lot, and I think Sissy Tan contributed half for me, I THINK, so heart not as pain. =P WAHAHAHA.

Anyway I remember I cried for 3 days consecutive, and refused to eat, so my Father said he’d get me a new phone if I stopped crying and go have my dinner *snicker snicker*, so I stopped la. =P

After that loss, everything was smooth sailing. Dad paid  for 6230, 6680, 7390, and when I butt itchily suggested to Otes that we get a couple phone, U600, of course I had to pay for it myself right?

THREE MONTHS (i think). *poof*

I was devastated, so I got an LG viewty, (which my Father paid for, again).

Used it till it went bonkers, so I finally decided to splurge and get myself a new phone.

Of course, by then, at the tender age of 21, I don’t suppose my Father should be paying for my phone anymore, thus after much consideration, I got myself a BB 8900.

I haven’t even passed the one year boundary with it… and it.. *sniff sniff*

GOT STOLEN.

Finally got my beloved PINKBERRY, but good things never last.

Pink bezel, pink keyboard, GONE. And it’s barely a year old. T.T My BB is so young that I cannot sign up for another BB because my contract is not up yet. =(

Instead of cursing the fucking cheebye son of a bitch asshole pua bye thief, I should prolly thank God for taking away my RIVER ISLAND POUCH, MY IC, MY ATM, MY DEBITS, MY KEYS AND MY BLACKBERRY, rather than taking my live, right?

Therefore explains my title.

I escaped death, again. (refer to Missing U600)

GAN!

Otes and I were at CINELEISURE Arcade yesterday(Knn! Did I mentioned that my U600 went missing Cine too?! -_- @$#%#$^#&#) happily playing at the basketball machine, the pouch was RIGHT BETWEEN US, it was barely 2 MINUTES, and it was gone. I swear it was maximum TWO minutes. I confirm.

CHAO CHEE BYE. SERIOUSLY.

As much as I thank God for taking my beloved items instead of my live, I SWEAR I WANT THE MOTHER FUCKING IMBECILE  TO PAY FOR THIS.

I WANT HIM/HER TO GET KNOCKED DOWN BY TRUCKS, BREAK HIS SPINE, GET SOME SERIOUS BRAIN DAMAGE, (no, cannot have nerve damage or he won’t feel a thing) AND ALL HIS FAMILY AND FRIENDS WILL LOOK DOWN ON HIM BECAUSE HE’S HANDICAPPED.

He’s gonna feel hurt and attempts to kill himself, cause nobody loves him, but to no avail, so the several suicide attempts will only add insult to his injury, (cause he’s so stupid and that he can’t even end his life) and the vicious cycle will continue. Kill himself, fail, worsen his condition, kill himself, fail, worsen his condition.. until he eventually DIES A TERRIBLE DEATH.

And upon his death, when he attempts to use MY PHONE to apologise to people he love for being the lan jiao lang that he is, THE PHONE EXPLODES in his face/the phone runs out of battery, and he has to die with regret. Whichever makes him more miserable.

GAN!

Anyway, I looking to get a new phone again.

This time, will someone kind please BUY me a phone so I don’t have to go through that cursed ordeal again? =(

*tears*

I hate it when…

I hate it when I can’t have my way when I’m in a bad mood.

I only die also wanna have my way in times of bad mood what! Let me be unreasonable will die meh?! HUH?!

I hate it when people lectures me to tell me what is right and what is wrong.

Fuck you, assholes. I am always right.

I hate it when hair flies into my face on a lip gloss day. (When I have lip gloss on.) The feeling sucks.

I hate rats. I hate it when rats are in my line of visionary.

I hate it when people interrupt my sleep. (Except if it was Ashton or Claudia.)

Charlene Tan, don’t try to bring them into my room to wake me up so I won’t hate you.

I hate it when people messages to ask me “Where are you?”

I don’t mind a “Hey, where are you?” or a “Cynthia! bla bla bla, so where are you?” Don’t fucking ask me where I am. You’re in no right to know.

I hate it when people I’m not close to calls me ‘Cyn’.

You won’t call Starbucks ‘Star’ even if you work there. If you can’t even be bothered to pronounce another syllable of my name, then fuck off.

I hate it when people flare up for nothing, like I’ve been backstabbing them.

Siao ar? I got nothing better than to think of you all the time so I can criticize your every move meh? What the fuck. -_-

HIYA! HATE A LOT OF THINGS LA!

Since I’m in such a foul mood today, I came up with an I-hate list to accomodate to my mood. On top of that, I’m gonna add an I-hate from Otes’s list:

He hates it when people hang up on him.

And I just did.

Oh well.

I hate it when I hang up on Otes, something he hates, and he hatefully doesn’t call me back.

Enemy #uncountable

I made a HUGE mistake by asking almost everyone on my MSN list if their company has vacancies.

Well, my main mistake was to ask this girl if her company has vacancies. We haven’t spoken for very long, and after she told me no, she HAD to add:

“I’m leaving the company soon, even though I just got promoted.“

I stopped replying her in case she gets more obnoxious. (Like she can get MORE obnoxious, argh, can’t imagine.)

Well, I also deleted her, just in case I got stupid enough to talk to her again.

Sigh.

Why do I always make friends with stupid people?

Oh, I hardly name people in my blog, but Kelly, why are you always being such a bitch (yet again)? Are you (yet again) being unoriginal by copying me (yet again) in the area (this time) where I collect enemies?

Well done, you’ve collected your Nth enemy! ME! =)