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If you saw the title of this post, i think you roughly know what i'll be blogging abt.
the fire in me has appeased alrdy, i was so fuming mad just now, i think i couldve roast some sausages above my head. >=(
that little devil had the cheek to be rude to me! that effing shit.
of
cuz, i did not have the slightest intention of talking to her at all for this entire week ( call me petty, but ... i really
dont care.) , and on the
other hand, i intended to mistreat her for the week, to make her feel in a completely horrible state...
but that
DEVIL, stil had the bloody CHEEK to go ...
"
wah.. so fierce."
when i bossed her around asking her to clear the shit she left everywhere in the room ( think, pens on the chair, tissue paper on the table..
duno whether its clean or not.. her antiseptic powder somewhere, and her many many
barang barang astrewn my room
luh... )
she is turning my room into a pigsty. and for all i care, i am the FARMER and she is the DIRTY SMELLY UNTIDY PIG! so, yea, told her to get her things packing... and she said that cheeky line to me.
like, if the "sweet" incident
didnt happen, i
wouldve just joked around with her and being my usual happy goofy self...
but, looking at it, she just totally trigger the spark of fury in me.
so i went ..
"you shut up
ok. who spilled the dessert over my laptop HUH?! "
thn she went ...
" i said sorry
alrdy what " in the most irksome, and sarcastic tone.
me: "
SRY GOT CURE HUH?! ITS NOT YOUR LAPTOP
ok. I SPILL THINGS ON YOUR LAPTOP YOU HAPPY
ANOT?!!" ( pardon the bad
engrish, was fuming mad like i said)
sis: *silent, but doing her things in a manner
soooo irksome,
sooooo sarcastic,
tryin to spite me. and
ouh, shes
damn capable of that.
so, i went over to the table.. and started to mess her things up...
cuz i was damn pissed off...
then, i threw her papers on the floor.. i needed the space on the table for
lappy..
then she threw my notebook ( paper one
lahs.. she
wouldn use
lappy for anger management) ..
so, made me more PISSED.
...
she went ..
"
EHH,
dont throw my paper on the floor."
i went ....
*throws paper on floor in front of her face.
.. and now we're not talking. and
im happy with that.
yes yes, i may have started the whole thing. childish and immature way of
retaliation, but... no choice. to
ppl like her, i
dont think she deserves respect from me, after everything
ive done to save her ass from my parents times and times
agn.
it arose all from
lappy. but i
dont care,
ive got a temper, and shes got hers.
blame it on my
bitch fit.