This is my story...

Saturday, February 19, 2005

Why do I feel like crying again? Goddamnit. I feel like a cry baby. Fuck. Can someone just please beat me, scold me or do anything just to make me stop thinking of all this shiet? It feels so horrible when you have all the nonsense going through your mind again. It sucks shiet.

Arghhhhhhh! This is crap. I woud like to beat people up if I have the chance.

Anyways to the girl who I hit her leg with the racket: I am so sorry!

To the girl I disappointed: I am sorry!

To the girl who I cannot meet earlier on on the other days: I am sorry!

To the girls who's junior lost the match of vball: I am sorry!

To the girls who I have no time to buy flowers to: I am sorry!

To the girl who makes my heart and mind so goddamn irritated, frustrated and screwed up: I am NOT going to say sorry.

To that girl again: I've said sorry to you more than all of these sorrys combined together.

What the fuck am I doing again? Someone please shoot me!

And one more thing. When I call you out for a game of badminton, a movie or just a simple lunch or dinner, it doesn't fucking mean that I am gonna pay everything for you, unless 1) you are my girlfriend 2) you are someone special to me 3) you are someone special to me 4) you are my girlfriend.

So next time please don't say those fucked up words like "your treat?" or "your treat?" or "your treat?" and I'll point the unholy middle finger at you. If you are reluctant to go, say the reason why. Everything happens for a fucking reason. Don't feel like going is also a reason but it's a fucked up one.

You poor? No money? I owe people a total of 350 bucks. Who's the poorer one? It's just that I ain't stingy with money and sometimes ya ok if I am in the good mood I can fork out some bucks. But don't be such an asshole when your wallet holds a few stacks of 100 dollar bills and keep on chanting that "I HAVE NO MONEY". It sucks. I am a fucking poor guy too.

I realised that I've used alot of fucks nowadays. I apologise to those who are somehow sensitive to that word. Sometimes I just cannot control and cannot find any more suitable vocabularies for these adjectives.

I am entering into a stage of eternal antagonizing, excruxiating pain in the interior which no man will ever feel for the past two hundred thousand years of human civilisation.... again...

Rambled by kaSh at 12:48 pm