dear friends,

i still find its ridiculous that people may talked about me and they didnt want to accept the fact that i am famous cause they have been telling my ex who i met and where i went to. i dont know what the fuck they have been feeding her but i spent 5 days in camp and 2 days outside with my friends.

now heres the catch. for 2 days, their imagination may have gone wild, they saw me went out with a girl and they thought im dating her. they thought im the asshole in the movies who goes out with different girls and fuck em and left em to bleed. sometimes, i beginning to think that my friends are spies. i believed that my ex paid em to do dirty jobs. then its back to 1944, where the Gestapos disguised emself to find traitors of Germany.

im going to buy camo paint at Beach Road. then i will camo my face and wear my full battle order. then from woodlands, i will leopard crawl to whenever i go. i will hide behind the walls so people cant see me. i will apply what the army thought me. where i can see the enemy and they cant fucking see me. or maybe, i could meet Harry Potter at Hogwarts and borrow his invisibility cloak. or lend Ron Weasley's flying car. from here, i can minimise my presence to the public.

and if i happens to go out with a girl, i would ask her to dress liked a boy. or built up some arm muscles so that she could look like a transvesite. then people will look at me and her, and told my ex that my brain gone haywire cause i have been dating a drag queen.

if all methods fail, i will be a GAY. i will date boys and hold their hands while we walk past paragon. i had a potential bunkmate whos willing to take picture of us cuddling. yes mr gunawan. i hope you're laughing your ass off when you read this. then people will not say anything. correct what? you guys are so fucked up that you decided to be reporter.

i am not saying about all my friends, but some of them. some of them seems to be putting words into my mouth too. liked as if they borrowed Bond's secret gadgets where they shake my hand and at the same time, they planted a micro chip device into my body. i hope you heard me shitting most of the time.

why do i club? because i know, you wont be there. even if i club, why the FUCK you care? you seems to really want to know what i've been doing. if you're a good ex girlfriend, you don't fucking stalk. seriously, i respected your privacy and you show some respect to mine. even if im in camp, you sound like as if you're fucking near. and when i reached singapore, i dreaded the thought of you smsing me nicely and then fucked me upside down just because

1. i dont reply
2. i dont show no interest
3. i didnt answer your "its the thousand times you asked this" question
4. i dont want to meet you
5. i counter-attack your threat

of course, i am happy with number 1. then you will shut the fuck up. i am getting tired as days turned to months and months turned to years. i hope your stupid edward poster suddenly comes alive take you away. maybe you will shut up.

what else you want to know eh? one of these days, you will learn about hacking and then you will hack into my computer and invade my privacy. you seemed to be very keen. you want to know what boxers im wearing too? even my socks?? why dont you just install a CCTV in my room or make your own satellite so you can zoom to whenever i go. most probably you will see my middle finger or me showing my dick at you. __

and i will not spare you people who have been feeding her lies though. i am very particular about people lying and gossiping without knowing the actual fact. and believe me, watch your back, whoever you guys are. i am working slowly. day by day. i have limited myself to the people i trusted. so i can cross out the bastards that i suspected.

i will assured you, this is not a threat, it is a PROMISE. :))

jeez man. sometimes why the fuck should i even bother. these pussy lips people. and if u really hate me so much, why dont you just shut up la. seriously. i mean grow up la. you wrote about me in your blog liked as if people very interested like that. go find a job or school if you dont have one. dont keep talking about people and people. all those grandmother stories.

and yes, what about my grandmother? go and pray ey? haha. sometimes i laughed at what you are trying to say. who the fuck are you to begin with? you accused me liked as if im a high profile criminal! and who are you to instruct God to fail my plans with another party? you seek God just to curse people life. are you sure im the only one in the world who wont change?

at least i drink with my mates and im living with my own sin. so whatever happened today, its just between me and good. theres no fucking YOU in between. at least i mind my own business instead of asking God to condemn other people lifes. jeez. you told me how you were brought up and i believed its fucked up. i hope for the best and stop cursing anyways.

till here then. i wanna get some sleep and stop bothering about all the childish matters brought up by immature people. people who doesnt wanna take a good look at emself before they start tongue lashing at others. and i might as well change my URL again.

and i bet,

after reading this, you are going to write a post. (if you do, please dont repeat what you said in the previous entry)

after reading this, you are going to sms me. (dont bother for i will not reply and i will be far away too)

after reading this, you are going threaten me. (dont bother to tell me cause i wrote it already)

frail words collapsed by the way. hope you get what i meant.

p.s. you're nothing to me, if i write what you see then your life's a FUCKING lie. :D

8:47 AM