Tuesday, November 08, 2005

It seems tht the phase of anonymous flamers has surfaced yet again. Strangely excited about it, since someone must really have a thing for u to waste time, effort, brain-power and finger-strength to come up with a marginally decent insult.
*Bats eyelashes* And to think I'm worth such trouble. I think...I'm flattered. LMAO! For more details, pls refer to Fran's tagboard. Now, although this really doesn't bother me the least bit, I'm pretty intrigued.

I happen to assume, on pretty good grounds that this person is from class. The one thing i dun understand: How someone can have such loathing and dislike, possibly even hate for me. A pint-sized 1.58m girl. How can said person can hold in all these negative vibes, erstwhile seeing me everyday is really an ultimate test to willpower.

Well, let this be known. Not to be taken as some ominous, sinister-sounding warning or something, but if you are fucked up with me about something, come up straight to me face-to-face, man-o-mano, and speak to me civilised. Or alternatively, if you want to challenge me to a bitch-fight, I'm also up for it. Jus tell me where and when to bring my wushu attire.

Its one thing to be a big phoney, repress your true feelings; its another to be out and loud about it. Fearless and reckless, but in a good way. People may not always understand the things I do/ act, and why. But I am me, am Noone else. I dun think I need to answer to anyone except God, my parents and self. Love yourself, and maybe...me too?

Cos its waaaaayy cooler to gain a new fren than another loser to bother about.

Love to all out there, my dudettes, babes, darhlings~~~~

The Chillin Party Biatch, Yrs Truly.

JUNIE

Who needs love?