Music playing at the background: Jac singing Tunggu Sekejap, Dina singing Jangan Tinggal Daku & Top 5 Malaysian Idol finalists singing Lagenda for the P.Ramlee's themed show.

Monday, August 30, 2004

I don't even know why I have to post this. But, yea.

Firah told me that I sound like some bimbotic bitchass girl cooing about how her friends are like sweeties and stuff in my previous post. Ungrateful biatch. I'm so gonna kick ur bloody fat butt tomorrow morning in the train.

Anyways, having said that, she just sent me an emo forwarded message about friendship. I'm gonna bitchslap you when I meet you whore. Hahaha. What up, hor. Hahahaha. What the fuck. Khad can be so funny sometimes.

But yeah. I hate most forwarded messages. They're just too cutesy-wootsie, I feel like ramming my fist up the creator's asshole. I mean, I can't actually fistfuck the sender right, cos it's not really their fault, even tho' it's kind of stupid to send forwarded messages to each other. I mean, what were they thinking? Why do you even bother? I mean, don't give me the lameass excuse about how you send forwarded messages as a way of keeping in touch with your friends. No bitchass ho. If you really sincerely do wanna keep in touch, you probably would have sent something along the lines of, "Hey, long time no see. So how're you doing? I miss you bitch." Not through lameass forwarded messages. Damn. But anyways Firah, having said that, I just wanna say thanks for the forwarded message, though I personally think that it's super duper lame. But feel free to send me more, just to prove your unconditional and undying love for me cos I'm enjoying the attention biatch.

Ok bye.