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Friday, April 04, 2008 @ Friday, April 04, 2008
fg

im soo pissed off yesterday
its bout this fcuking ghurl in ma class who tries to humiliate me
an thinks that she has the guts to rule over me.wtf!
holy shit!u guess must be wondering who?&whut happened?

i donte think i should type out her name here,its all bout respect
eventho she donte towards me.
ma class was havin' art lessons yest,we were suppose to draw
a batch;a few batches,iwas totally like out of ideas on whut kind of
batch i would like to draw sooo,,whut i did was i went around the art room
searching for stuffs either books,mag,portrait or any thang that gotta do
with arts.i found one book on ma art teacher's table,ms nana's table.
i approached her then and seek for her permission i could borrow her well..its sort of
like a book or mag?,okay nevermind,so she said &i picked it up &quickly went back to ma seat
and start ma work that has to be done within the 4 periods of art lesson.
As i was drawing,..i caught that fg's eyes looking towards me.i just ignored as if i didnt notice it.
she called me in a 'pretty nicely' way and wants that book i was using.i told her im using it and she nodded.(few minutes later)she seek for that book again yet i told her that I AM STILL USING IT.suddenly,i saw like saying it to her friend beside her,''sial lar!!"
isnt it...!@#$%^&* i just ignored her eventho ma hand was shivering like goin towards her
and give her one big thai-slap.serious ar..
soo i just happily,delightly,enthusiasticly just continue with ma work
why the hell should i get into fights with her and waste ma precious time OF NOT DOING MA ASSIGNMENT!
when the bell rings,its time for our next period..everyone had packed&cleaned up their thangs and went back to class
except for a few including me and that fg,i was still drawing on that time btw while the fg was
just started to pack up.SUDDENLY,afta she's done with her packings,she approached ma desk and said,"KO GIE TANAM NIE BUKU SUA!"
i just ignored her to make her feel paisey kuakuakua!i didnt even look into her eyes,i just continue ma drawing and at the same time i talked with ma fren soo its like im just showing her that 'hey,u didnt get ma attention for that u slut!' yea im pathetic
yet if u think back,she was being tOOO fcuking strongly atrocious i mean not 'was' she is still now!well i guess heck care ar anyways there's lots more peeps on ma side then hers huahuahua.

Yet at that point of time i felt a strong confident to stand up(btw she's fcuking short than me)and hit her back,"Asl ngn ko?sebelom ako tanam nie buku,ako tanam ko dulo ar sial!"
luckily i was being soo patient.. but someone told me donte let anyone ''pijak my kepale'',
i know.. and will see.......someday she'll get it,for sure..

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