Monday, July 23, 2007

; shoutouts to the bitch

I've always placed my Blood before anything else. So here I am, addressing the grievances of my Cousin dearest, whom to me is as good as my very own younger sister.

This is the tale of a nasty little girl, lost in her pathetic illusions, imagining herself to be the Princess of HongKah Secondary. Never heard of it, you say? I'm not surprised. It's a school with a most hideous turquoise uniform. But never mind the garments. My point is, this brat named JL is not unlike a frog in the well, yknow?

With a calibre like hers (I would post a picture, but I'm looking forward to a bowl of noodles later and I don't wanna ruin my appetite, just imagine - short, black, and a most queerly cheena distorted face and she poses like those aHlIanX wOrx, with bIgBig eYes and nO mOutH) - she thinks she's gonna be prom queen. Oh the horror. Simply because most of the school's blind enough to proclaim her 'School Belle' (excuse me while I gag), but please. I was aching to wave a picture of my prom queen, Vera. Let you readers enjoy a game of Spot the Difference. One resembling a fairy princess, another a ghastly toad.

And hello, kid, what the hell did you mean when you told my cousin to brush up on her intonation? Talk about pot calling the kettle black. I gotta admit my cuz doesn't have the best english ever, but please lah! My goodness you'll wake Shakespeare from his grave, your English's so outrageously lousy. There's no other word for it. I'm not even going to bring up your SINGLISH, which, is perfectly fine in a 40 year old auntie selling fish in the market but not in an educated student like yourself. I'm too lazy to correct her too many mistakes. One example would be more than adequate; 'Gain pityness.' What the fuck! Pityness? Did you learn that from the Bangla? Pity, PITY for fuck's sake.

'I use a g0od t0ne kay. D0nn who ask for quarrel. U think u tall u matured.' - Eh? You think you're using an audio message? My cousin's supposed to detect your 'good tone?' You're the one texting my cousin. Be thankful she deigned to waste her message on you, monstrosity of a girl. And let me tell you, yeah, being tall doesn't make a person mature, IT'S MATURE WITHOUT THE FUCKING D BTW, neither does being a SHORTIE make you princess of the world.

You're better than my cousin? Why shouldn't my cousin leave your 'cliques' WITHOUT THE S AGAIN LITTLE GIRL. If I have to see your fucking face everyday I might die a good five years before my time. You're the one who think you're right all the time. Spoilt, self-centered brat. And I highly doubt your time is precious, since you have so much time, you can come round attacking my cousin outta the blue. Why? Boyfriend found you too much like a toad, both in looks and character, so you needa take it out on my cousin? Your poor boyfriend.. my deepest condolences to him.

You have no respect for other religions at all. Asking Malays to eat pork indeed. I wonder how my muslim friends will take it. And being mature doesn't mean girls needn't be careful of guys. Once again, you're demonstrating your utter infantility (which means childishness) Ladies should always be careful of guys, much less muslim women, who are forbidden by religion to sleep in the same room with the male gender. Does respect mean anything to you, fuckface?

It's only polite to look at someone in the face when the person is talking. Rude child. Why don't you go back to Mummy and drink some milk and at the same time, learn some manners?

I won't go into details about the chalet, cos I'm tired of wasting my time blogging on this bitch fart.

I don't usually make personal attacks on individuals, I tend to get a tad too hurtful, but you started the cheap shots on my cousin first, so you deserve them. Stupid girl. Slutshit. Disgusting pussyface. You disgust me. And I'm waiting for the day your true colors will be revealed.

LASTNOTE: I, JOVINA, WROTE THIS POST ENTIRELY. ANYONE GOT AN ISSUE, COME TO ME DIRECT. LEAVE MY COUSIN ALONE, LITTLE COWARD :D

and I can't help but say this. What? 15 dollars also can't come up with? Fucking cheapskate. Damn sad I tell you. But kinda obvious anyway. Look at your clothes. Pasar Malam bought? Look at your hair. Too poor to cut? Haha. Poor thing. Tsk, tsk.

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