GOODNESS GRACIOUS! I miss blogging SOOO Much!!
Blogger was under maintenance for 2 days and during that period of time I had ALOT of things I wanted to blog ABOUT! Nearly pulled my hair out waiting....
I wanted to blog about 2 fat bastards, costume jewellery and something which I don't rmb now!! Urgh, so frustrated.
So anyway, abt the things I remember first...
Fat Bastard No.1. This happened about 2 days ago. I was cycling around Choa Chu Kang, making my towards the park and unfortunately run into the above mentioned... I didn't RUN INTO that bastard... I turned left after crossing the short stretch of road and there were 2 joggers in front of me. So I rang the bell.
Just so U know, there's 2 kinds of "rings": the polite kind and the brusque kind. I FOR ONE, used the polite ring; soft enuf to tolerate, loud enuf warn.
But the guy, who could've momentarily step behind the female jogger, immediately cut back into the centre of the path and pointed to the grass.
OK.... WTF, it's not like I don't have the skills to DO just that... So, silly me rode onto the grass which was coincidentally littered wif loadsa fallen leaves. AND AS I PASSED THE GUY, HE PURPOSELY COUGHED AT ME!
Irrational JERK, I was already thinking.
Suay-suay, one leaf got caught between the front wheel but i cycled on further before trying to remove it. GOD knows how a literal ROAD HOG on two legs could run THAT fast, but that guy was already behind me. But
HE GRUNTED, "GET OFF THE PATH!!"
Can you believe that??!!! 'COZ I CAN'T!!!! My Freakin' GAWD!!!! Immediately I felt my ears glowing RED with anger. I didn't want to turn back to face him, afraid that I'll slap him back to his true form. I only THOT,
Ya' FreaKin' Son-of-a-SOW, Why dun U bloody hell ROLL OFF the damn path urself??!! Go TO HELL!!
But, I also didn't do myself a dis-service, but turn off at the next pedestrian junction! I intentionally rode on slower than normal, hoping to challenge him (to a brawl). At that time, I was rehersing how I was gonna tell the FAT BASTARD off. So all the while, he was just SNORTING and GRUNTING behind me. I really started to suspect that the woman was his wife or something. I pity her poor SOUL!
As we neared the park I saw a taffic of cyclists YOUNG AND OLD, as well as joggers, heading towards & away from the Park, so I thought
HAH! Lets just see how the freak-of-a-bastard U're gonna get thru this mess!!! U can't Possibily SNORT Ur FAT ASS thru NOW!~
HELL was I wrong!!!! He went "TSK, TSK, TSK" behind me. And then we approached two small children on their bikes who didn't know how to make way for "fat bastards" like urs truely, so he went
OOYEe!!!
Pig like and all...
OH my GAWD, He's realli SUCHA MEAN ROAD HOG! LAter on the same path, I siam an adult cyclist coming to me on my right, but on my left there was another small malay girl on her skate scooter, so I siam her too. AND I HEARD HER SCOOTER FALL INTO THE GRASS BECOZ THE FAT BASTARD DIN LET HER PASS!!
I finally reached the Park, wanted to turn around to give him a piece of mind le. But (he should) thank goodness, he was nowhere to be see!!! Arghhh! I grit my teeth, and ACTUALLY went round the park looking for that FAT BASTARD, just wanting to scold him!
I never found that PIG tho... From there, I cursed him all the way back home. Next time if and WHEN I meet that road hog again, I'll noe wadaa say.
Wad THE HELL?! I've EVERY right as UR FAT ASS has to use this path!!! Dun put the FREAKIN BLAME on me JUZ 'CAUSE your father couldn't put ur Fat Ass ON A BIKE and teach YOU 'Ta RIDE!!! Get out of my sight! BASTARD!!
Notice how I call him Fat bastard only after he angered me... I've nothing against fat people. In a world where Big ha sbecome Beuatiful, it's minority like him that falls into a sad category.
TO Fat Bastard No.2. You are a plain S.O.B. You MURDERED my aunt, made used of MY FATHER to shield yourself from guilt and blame, pocketed her boss's condolences money (of 15 freakin thousand!), FOOL AROUND, TRY TO CHEAT US OF OUR WEALTH, taught ur lousy son to steal from MY GRANNY!!!!!!!!!!! Till NOW, U still pretend U've not let her down!!!
You have no shame,
you have no remorse;
your sins' limit is the sky
may you be sleepless
may you be insane
may you burn in hell
Till the day you seek forgivenss
and repent.
I would never curse my own family, but you are NO FAMILY. Time and time again, you try to dig into our pockets... I sincerely, truely, deeply hope the SLUT n tramp u've with you now die with a horrible diesease, passed by you to her and the two of U, live happily ever after.
If this were America, I'd purchase a monster SHOTGUN and help the police blow ur fuckin' lard brain out, thank very much...
Truth be told, despite this being a "hideious family secret" I hope one day word will reach the reporters' ears and let you be shamed, despised, spat upon... Promise me one thing and I'll let U off my curse list.
Kick the bucket sooner, OK?
I feel sooo much better already.
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Costume jewellry!!! Hmm, I just wanna make a note to myself... I completed a 3-string bead -belt in 3 days, and a bracelet and necklace in 2 days... Hehe, I can't stop!! Guess I've found myself a new hobby! *Giggles*
Stairway to hard drive heaven, how can I forget?! Well, I'm sick and tired of even thinking about it let alone recount it... An accident happen to my com... I was trying to remove a spyware prog when I accidentally deleted an important software, essential to the com's functioning called soundMAX. realli a Damned and screwed feeling.
needless to say, ABSOLUTELY every-single file/document/programme, right down to the basics like changing the time and date was formatted. Suck out to the cyber blackhole. Drowned in the electronic abyss.
No one can imagine the damage conceived.. My compos, my projects I saved for keepsake, AND thousands and thousands of pictures from my holidays & school flushed away at the click of a mouse. I was so devastated, I nearly crashed out my front gate and ran away from home.
But as usual, "things could've been worse". After ONE hour of sobbing at 12:30 am like I just killed somebody I know by accident... I woke up next morning, thinking "Hmmm..."
It's as tho puffy eyelids were a sign of enlightedment. The thing that was the most heart breaking to lose were the pics la. Cos I thot, memories can fail you, pictures can last a lifetime.
APPARENTLLY NOT, If u keep them in ur com- it's bound to crash SOMEDAY...
Fortunately, my cousin help to re-format it... have to start everything from scratch... betta then nothing la. Learn from my mistake. Technology is NEVER 100% reliable...
Gosh, doesn't take a Genius to figure THAT out. I feel STUPID XP.
