Monday, April 02, 2007
Hallmark stole the romance. This girl A ( let's not mention names ) received a text message from an anon, calling her unpleasant names, eg slut.
And guess what? Woohoo.
She happily called her friend to call my girlfriend, Y, and ask for my number.
So, she suspects me.
But, no, the number doesn't tally.
Aww, ain't that sad?
Apparently, this other girl from St Marg's, let's call her B, found a spam on her blog, and the spammer's IP address tallies exactly with A's.
Wow, such coincidence, don't you think?
Some people just accumulates too much haters for herself, and it seems like whatever things went wrong, woohoo, she likes to blame me!
So now, A's friend thinks that it's girl B who sent A an unknown text to screw her, not me.
Man, she must be so sad to know it's not me, ain't it?
Imagine, A receives a text message, saw that an anon sent her a text to screw her, suspects it's me, like pronto!, then excitedly asks her friend to call Y 'cause she knows Y is not going to talk to her at all, etc.
She secretly hopes that it might be me who text her, so Y will probably dislike me after knowing that I am "bullying" her.
Oh, such a poor thing.
Well, apparently, she has more haters than she knows.
And get this right, I do not hate her.
I hardly know her at all, but she turns around and innocently portrays herself as the "poor, helpless Damsel in distress" and portrays me as "the evil witch" who tries to 'psyche' Y away from her.
She puts words into others' mouths and claims she didn't, and that I am out to frame her.
What a perfect plot.
Mind you, this is her second attempt to make Y dislike me.
Didn't I already tell you to come up with a better plot?
And thank God I do not have her as a friend, not even close.
We're just passing acquintances.
It's that tragic. I do pity her friends, you know?
Who knows which one of them will be stabbed in the back next?
Which one of them will be made use by her to get what she wants?
Who knows, really, who knows ...
Omfshit. Two attempts and she's not backing off.
This is either jealousy or envy, nothing else.
Well, hello there, friends of you-know-who-I-am-talking-about.
I am surprised you read my blog.
How did you find your way here?
Oh, needless to say, I bet she checked out everything on me, every single detail, even resorting to get close to my girlfriend so as to dig up info on me.
Man, tell her I appreciate her doings, sincerely, from the bottom of my bloody heart.
Wow, I bet she even knows my favourite color, the people I hand around with, where I stay and even the color of my undies!
Gasp.
My my, it's till this extent eh?
I pity you guys.
If you got guts bigger than mine, by all means, my shoutbox is open, so is your IP address.
Now, this, is sad.
You're oh-so tragic.
Such tragedy.
Thanks for constantly entertaining me.
You're the joke of the day.