Thursday, November 09, 2006
10:48 PM
TAMADE. KNNBCCB.
I DON'T GIVE A FUCKING DAMN IF MS CHEN OR MRS ONG OR ANYONE FOR THAT MATTER SEES THIS.
I SMS YOU TO TELL YOU THAT I CAN'T MAKE IT FOR TRAINING, BUT YOU CAN'T EVEN BE BOTHERED TO REPLY, SO WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO? KEEP SMSING YOU TILL YOU FUCKING HELL REPLY AH? FUCK GOD. GO DIE LAH, TA MA DE.
I WANT YOU TO DIE DIE DIE. FUCK. YOU. SEE ME ON MONDAY OR ELSE I'LL GET IT WHEN SCHOOL REOPENS? YOU GO TO HELL, THEN MAYBE I'LL CONSIDER BURNING YOU SOME MONEY LORH. TRY LAH.
I MADE IT APPARENT THAT I HAVE TOTALLY NO INTEREST IN NETBALL ALREADY, YET YOU DON'T WANT TO SACK ME, DON'T WANT TO LET ME QUIT, SO OBVIOUSLY THE ONLY THING I CAN DO IS STOP TURNING UP FOR TRAINING WHAT.
SIMPLE REASON YOU ALSO CANNOT UNDERSTAND, THEN I DON'T KNOW WHY THE FUCK YOU'RE HERE ALSO LORH. STUUUUUPID WOMEN. IF I GOT GANG, YOU LONG AGO MATI LIAO LORH. CCB. BITCH.
Okay, annabelle's feeling calmer now. (: