if i was my blog...

i'd be pretty pissed off with me. i'd say...

"oh kau, kalau tengah depressed baru kau nak carik aku. baru kau nak datang sini, mengadu nasib and go on your depressingly long-winded "oh-woe-is-me" sob stories. and then when everything is peachy-dandy again, off you go! banyak cantik muka kau, kau ingat aku nie aper, your bloody aunt aggy is it?!?"

well, thank god, i'm not my blog and my blog can't talk. so i guess that means i can continue to use and abuse her. search her out in my moment of need and discard her when life is fine and beautiful again. tee hee hee...

evil-kernevil? well, rather her than you, RIGHT?

doo dee doo dee doo...