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Wednesday, September 10, 2008
WANI!

Respect;

verb (used with object)
9. to hold in esteem or honor: I cannot respect a cheat.
10. to show regard or consideration for: to respect someone's rights.
11. to refrain from intruding upon or interfering with: to respect a person's privacy.
12. to relate or have reference to.


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even the worst i expected you to do, was to just get pissed with me for not telling you i went out with my schoolmates, or for not replying to your text msges. but you chose to go around sounding like a mad bitch in your blog, cursing the worst statements to me and saying all those hurtful words. you even went far, as far as talking about my dignity, which was the specific reason or so for me to turn really mad at you, little fat girl. i'd like to put this matter to an end right here, right now, but my heart doesn't seem to want to coorperate with my mind. your words hurts so much, that you made me so sad. even my seventeen year old boyfriend's more matured than you honey. you bring such disgrace to the girls of your age.

& ohh, i've got everything this girl doesn't or maybe can never have. i have nothing to lose. i have a pretty nice figure (at least waaayyy thinner than her), i've got my other gerek friends who're at least much more sincere and respectful than her, i've got a super hot-nk-mampos boyfriend whom i bet she's drooling for, i've got nice boobs while she only has 2 big lumps of fats on her chest, i can buy clothes and find my size easily while she can never do that, i do not have to think of eating supplements to be thin while she has to, i get to slip into boyfriend's arms so easily while she has to squeeze herself in and feel so uncomfortable about it and most of all, i dont have to look after my diet so much but she seriously has to! HAHA. lets just say i'm better than her. (:

to think of it, i feel so pathetic arguing with this small kid, about a teeny weeny matter, which she officially made it the topic of the week. i bet her amount of kurangajar weighs as much as her. kesiannn...

don't worry. no more of me pissing you off.
i'll get the fuck out of your life, fer real ma! let this bitch die!

i'm done.

& why oh why does she has to make my blog so uglay? haix..



turning twenty years young.
& I'm AFIQ'S!

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