Thursday, November 11, 2004

lesson #40: uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, oh no no

Gossips! Scandals! Rumors! Do you pass judgements about people without knowing who they really are? Do you make conclusions based on scraps and glimpses of what you saw one night? An eclipsed view, caught up with prejudice?


"Be careful with Monica. I saw her dancing very intimately with a guy on podium at GeekOut. I'm disappointed in her. How could she dance like that? Some more she has a boyfriend..."


"O-ho-ho. Who else but Monica, right?"


Fuck you and your snide comments, you bitch. The guy I was dancing very inappropriately with was N, my BOYFRIEND. So go stick your flat nose somewhere else. I'm waiting for the moment when you'll become brave enough to say things to my face instead of sneaking around like a dirty sewage rat. And when you've gathered enough courage to do that, I'm gonna bitchslap your unproportionate head round.


Get real. Don't fucking underestimate me. You are nothing. To think I was trying to overlook the fact that you talked behind my back and still be nice to you. But you have pushed the limit. So the first thing I'm gonna comment on is your nice white eyeshadow, and how it does wonders to your complexion. It makes you look like you're undead.


Grrr. I am so angry right now. Will probably delete this entry once I feel nicer. But right now, I just feel like stuffing her big mouth back with all the crap that she'd spewed forth.