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Sunday, January 23, 2011

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUI CI <3
HAPPY BIRTHDAY CLARA <3
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANDREA <3

Helping out a friend is always nice. In this case, I'm helping Emmersen. Experiencing friendship problems. I know. I get that a lot. It's really frustating. People backstabbing and bitching about you. It's hurtful. And you. You are just not a true friend. Among many, only a few are true. In life, you only find those who are trustworthy. Treasure those friendships. But you'll still end up breaking down. I do have some who are like that. But now, we do not even talk to each other. Everytime I see their faces, I feel like punching them. Revenge. But I don't really do these kinds of things. I'm not like that. It's their fault. Not mine. They're bitches. Once a bitch, always a bitch. You can't really change them unless they decide to. YOU. You took my trust and gave it all away. Is that how a best friend supposed to act? NO. Anyway, you aren't my best friend anymore. I don't know how people can stand you. You are so annoying. You may think I'm still not sad about the class comm thing. Well, I still am. I dont trust you to be a good vice-chairperson. Your speech sucked. You think people will listen to you? If Mr Lim knows your true personality, I bet you won't even become a vice-chairperson. You do not even have the potential to be responsible in handing up work or being quiet. I do. And I cried for not being a class comm member. Leadership. You don't even have that. You just want to be a vice-chairperson to increase your popularity. Ever since you've become friends with them, you've changed completely. I do not understand you anymore. I shouldn't even give a damn about you. Soon enough, you'll come to realise what a bitch you are. And have a taste of your own medicine. After all the damage you have done, you will finally realise. Look. I don't give a damn about you. Many people are just pretending.

Goodbye.
I still don't want you to be a class comm member. I feel like writing a letter to Mr Lim or something. I just want to sabotage you.


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