The Fifth Element
It has been THREE gruelling months of pressure, pressure and more pressure. I'm so glad to announce that it's finally over. Everything. From A to Z.
Because...
I AM GOING TO HAVE A NEW LIFE & FLYING HIGH ReeeeeeAAAL SOON!
Yeeesssirrree!!!
And that's all that matters now. *winks*
Don't ask me why. Just say congratulations to me, will ya?
*smug look*
Some of you may have already known about my 'seXcret'. But I hope you will keep your mouth shut tight like the old maid's cheebye for the time being, ok?
The reason being is that, in this world there are two kinds of people. The first kind will sincerely wish you happy. The second kind cannot wait to see you dead, dried and exposed like the salted fish.
Abuthen recently, I have discovered that there ALSO exist the third, fourth and fifth kind of people who ALSO happen to live and breathe amongst us.
Well, let's start with the third kind. They are called The Cowards. These headless chicken shite will avoid you like plague when they have found out that your family member is sick or someone in your family has passed away. That is because according to their 'Feng-Shui' beliefs, you are considered as bad luck. And they don't want their luck to be dragged down by you.
The fourth kind is known as The Kepohchis. They are not just 8, they have difficulties to shut their big fat mouths properly too. And no matter how hard he or she tries, there is always 'an opening gap' for the wind to pass through. Summore they have the notion that they are your best friends and that you wouldn't mind their 8-ness a bit-bit. All I can say is that no one else in this world will be more 8 than them.
The fifth kind is the worst kind of all. I called them The Fakers.
Why?
Because they have 'two heads'. At first, these fakers will die-die oso wanna befriend with you. They will try every trick, every mean, every nook and corner to gain your trust. Once they have achieved that, they will set up a trap to make you fall. Hard. Once you fell, they will drag you out to the public court and stone you to death. Scary hor? That's why they are called The Fakers. These people can win Oscars summore.
Yeah, I know I sound a bit, well maybe not a bit, but VERY chim and depressed lately. That is because I've been hurt badly by assholes who called themselves my friends. (And no, NOT ME who called them my friends.)
There is a saying goes, once bitten, twice shy. It's gonna be very difficult for me to trust anyone again.
So, do you get the drill or not?
I don't think you do.
Because you are waaaaaay too farking 'thick' to comprehend any of my shite!!!
Kthxbai!
Because...
I AM GOING TO HAVE A NEW LIFE & FLYING HIGH ReeeeeeAAAL SOON!
Yeeesssirrree!!!
And that's all that matters now. *winks*
Don't ask me why. Just say congratulations to me, will ya?
*smug look*
Some of you may have already known about my 'seXcret'. But I hope you will keep your mouth shut tight like the old maid's cheebye for the time being, ok?
The reason being is that, in this world there are two kinds of people. The first kind will sincerely wish you happy. The second kind cannot wait to see you dead, dried and exposed like the salted fish.
Abuthen recently, I have discovered that there ALSO exist the third, fourth and fifth kind of people who ALSO happen to live and breathe amongst us.
Well, let's start with the third kind. They are called The Cowards. These headless chicken shite will avoid you like plague when they have found out that your family member is sick or someone in your family has passed away. That is because according to their 'Feng-Shui' beliefs, you are considered as bad luck. And they don't want their luck to be dragged down by you.
The fourth kind is known as The Kepohchis. They are not just 8, they have difficulties to shut their big fat mouths properly too. And no matter how hard he or she tries, there is always 'an opening gap' for the wind to pass through. Summore they have the notion that they are your best friends and that you wouldn't mind their 8-ness a bit-bit. All I can say is that no one else in this world will be more 8 than them.
The fifth kind is the worst kind of all. I called them The Fakers.
Why?
Because they have 'two heads'. At first, these fakers will die-die oso wanna befriend with you. They will try every trick, every mean, every nook and corner to gain your trust. Once they have achieved that, they will set up a trap to make you fall. Hard. Once you fell, they will drag you out to the public court and stone you to death. Scary hor? That's why they are called The Fakers. These people can win Oscars summore.
Yeah, I know I sound a bit, well maybe not a bit, but VERY chim and depressed lately. That is because I've been hurt badly by assholes who called themselves my friends. (And no, NOT ME who called them my friends.)
There is a saying goes, once bitten, twice shy. It's gonna be very difficult for me to trust anyone again.
So, do you get the drill or not?
I don't think you do.
Because you are waaaaaay too farking 'thick' to comprehend any of my shite!!!
Kthxbai!
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