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Tuesday, March 07, 2006

for no reason i shall try to get more hits on my blog. how, shhhh.

and i originally wanted to post yet again on my perpetual singlehood. lets try something else.

yesterday night, the govt enforcers were put to a task. of controlling him. 1 table, 1 cupboard, 1 plate of carrot cake and a whole lot of books later, i was left with no return. wanbade wanbade wanbade (please correct me for if i am again wrong)

"use your fucking brain! what if they see my punching your mother?"
good. you have the right to remain silent.

"who put the knife there? what if they see the knife?"
good again. i think you put it there yourself asshole. keep remaining silent.

"using computers = playing games = totally bad for studies"
yea yea. you're bad for my studies too.

"if i had studied hard, i could have become a lawyer. im very good at debating"
why are you debating with me here instead of the courtroom? useless bum. always using grandaunt as an excuse.

a whole lot more that i wasnt paying attention to. after standing outside the door for fear of him using his "very powerful karate skills" on me, for more than an hour, what can u expect to absorb. this is dictatorship in its finest. violence rules.

fuck you. this is 2 words in return of that "one sentence".
i succumb to you for your dough. for i am still hitting papers.
you gave me no love. just dough. perhaps love language conflicts. but yeah no one speaks YOUR language of violence. you against your world.


Grrrr...11:37 AM
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