MYOB.

i do hope they could grow the fck up. i hope they could restrain themselves from saying anything about me (obviously they just won't stop which led me to the previous post). see, i have nothing against you. at first. yeah why should i? i don't even know you. i don't even know your existence let alone mind your business. i just don't get it when outsiders (sorry i claim you as outsider(s) might be a troop of idiots- the whole gang) get so excited when something is involving me. shouldn't outsiders stay OUTSIDE of the problem? i don't even remember she's in my circle of friends. what a shame. if i were in her shoes, i'd jump from the twin tower or simply bang my head to the brick and wait until all the screws finally fall into its places. just please MYOB. this is the last warning. you wouldn't want to know what i'm capable of.

all that i want to do now is hooking up with my book.

p/s : seriously emma de'putih? zomg (i just have to use this word)