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Monday, October 10, 2011
A Blow Right Back
Right. So I was doing my own stuff, minding my own business when I decided to surf the online blog. In fact, I believe I did mention it in my previous posts that I do read a particular blog. And hell, only her blog caught me captivated for so long. It was Xiaxue.
Not reading for more than half a year now, I just thought that might as well see what people's life up to, since I have nothing to do and that book in my room have been flipped through so many times that the poor papers are as worn out as some ancient-silverfish-infested ones. Seriously.
Surprise, surprise, surprise. I didn't have to back date her entries but I did. AND I just had to see that she labelled me a "SLUT".
Right. Miss Cheng, since when did I stepped on your tails? Look, I never did offend anyone, well, only some of those whom deserves it, but I always treat people with geniune care, sincerity and honesty. Only when people disregard my kind intentions, only would I turn nasty.
An eye for an eye. That's the way I work. I didn't expect you nor anyone whom I had interacted with to make the first move. I always initiate and show the examples/lain the carpets, howwever you want to call it.
I am a person of principals and I STAY BY IT STRICTLY. I really do not recall having to be rude to either you, or your group of friends (Gillian, Rozz and Shan?). I don't deserve to be called a slut from you.
Told you I was right when I said that I believed that I my bluntness might have ignite some sparks but all I can say that it's of no harm.
Sheesh. To think I thought you were nice. Guess inner beauty does show on the face, huh.
Regretfully (and I am really, really sad to have to say this), I am blessed with the skin, the looks and the height to go out with just a pair of cosmetic contact lenses.
You know, it kind of *hurts*(how do you explain the little wrench you feel when you see a person dies?) when the person whom you thought as a "friend" turns out to be a hypocrite. Nope, you're not one. You aired yourself clear and well. Perhaps, a friend, I should never pressume you will be.
Slut, as you labelled me, nonetheless, happier off than you. =D
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you're oughta stay