thought of the day:

the memoirs of 17 and still counting

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

WTH

do i look that old, buddy?!?!

you and i are both 17, therefore you do not, i repeat, DO NOT, call me akak.

you are 21. 21 for goodness sake!
you do not call me akak!

you're 16. ur younger. but i do not need you to call me akak.
just my name would do.

you're a guy. do not ber'saya'-'awak' with me...
weird la...

you're a guy dressing up like a woman. do not grab my hand whenever you feel like it. haram wehh haram! plus yucky.

you're a guy. back off. i dont't need you looking in my eyes like you're about to flirt. go look at someone else.

you're a friend. do not push me around. i will push you back. harder.

you're a bully. lay off and get a life. a real one.

you're a sister. stop touching and messing around with my things. restraint yourself from entering my room. yes, i know its tempting. lay your hands off the laptop which has all my passwords to everything and personal stuff. since i posted this before you did that, now i can no longer log in to ym. thx to you, i need to make a new one and find all my contacts.

you're unsatisfied,go blog it and stop reading this if it ticks you off.