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Saturday, June 18, 2005

Junior. Pissed.

Dear's fren fren sent this to him:
"erm if best tell junior change his blog address!!! if possible!!! u know vin everyday will go in and read de ma!!! the more he reads the more upset he was loh!!! maybe he none of ur business!! but i hope u can really help me loh!!! thanks!!!"

My reply:
"hey no offense but its kinda ridiculous for mi to change my blog address just tt ur fren thr wont get upset.

e no. of ppl i have to notify n relink mi is tidious. its a blog. ppl blog wadever thy wan n wad thy feel.

of cos i blog hw much i luv my dear. u do e same ting too to e public. y cant i? totally absurd i have to do all these fuck just to soothe/pacify yr frnd.

ur fren can choose not to read my blog. if his gonna be stupid enuf to read n get upset, tt's his prob. nt mine.

i dont mean to be crude, but he shld get a hang of himself.

junior"

SEE! I can be quite polite sometimes without all e fucks n knnbccb.

Totally ridiculous. U wan mi to change my blog link just for ur sickening fren tt's depressed or watsoever fuck. Like i care.

Mayb u can ask ur fren to see a therapist or contemplate suicide. Dont come trouble mi with all ur wishy-washy shit. U wan to die, u wan to feel depressed, u need lotsa luv n flowers, GO SOMEWHERE ELSE.

WAD? I look lyk a Carebear to u ppl?