I'm in a "Total screw up" kinda mood.
Sunday, October 01, 2006
I'm in a "Total screw up" kinda mood"
Yepp, here says it all.
Out for a nice dinner with my family and this happens:
FYI: we were walking along this narrow pathway, but beside my mum was this wide open area which you could just cut through...
Mum:Hey, better walk faster... There's this guy behind who wants to walk through.
Me:Yepp, okie... But if he wants he can always cut across the open space isn't it?
Guy:(manages to forcefully get past me, turns around) Little girl, *Blah blah* some all out confrontation directed towards my mum and I.
Me:*thinks: Oh lord.* It was just a comment. Not as if you had to take it seriously.
Guy:Preaches... YADA YADA...
and he finally walks away, leaving my mum and I staring in bewilderment.
Me:*thinks:Asshole.*
FYI to You*, I am not your little girl. I can freaking bear a child already. (sounds wrong.. but just to get the point through).
Everyone is entitled to their own opinions. Please respect that. WHO the F*** are YOU to judge what my mum and I says. Seriously, Get a F***ing LIFE. For Pete's sake. Geez.
Well, maybe he's just a desperate and loony guy who so badly wants attention by letting his thoughts be known-to strangers that is. Whatever it is, you sure got our attention. But all in all, you ruined our day. Totally. So, I've got a word to describe you, a tribute from my mum and I, for leaving such a "fantastic" impression. - Bastard! In your face!(sorry for all the risque language, he seriously deserves it though)
PS: Not as if he's good-looking. I might just let it go. :P
Now, I'm feeling better already...
Fullstop at
7:45 PM
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