"I'm fire red..."

I'm in a super bitchy mode now.

It's not fine just because I pretend it's not bothering me.

I whine a lot just to get out of situations sometimes.

I whine a lot so you don't exactly know how mad I am. 

And you think it's just fine that I turned it into a joke.

Who the fuck invited you to laugh along.

Nobody did, so don't assume you can.

I don't think you're smart enough to know that I'm complaining about you.

That's because you're always so self righteous.

You defend yourself with stupid little excuses.

You complain about the things that others do. Aren't you doing the exact same thing?

Or maybe worse? Yet you have to cheek to bitch about them to me.

Aren't you just wonderful.

If I had wanted a fight. I'll pick apart your sorry excuses,

trash your disgusting ego and you would have lost the battle at go.

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Went for round 2 of photo shooting yesterday.

The location was within walking distance but we took the bus that went one big round.

It was also infested with mozzies.

And oh, I got humiliated. I had to wear a bubble dress and I'm still not forgiving you for that Charlie.

You have no idea how embarrassing it was to walk out of the coffeeshop toilet in that and...trackshoes.

But by the end of the day, I was to lazy to bother despite the stares of people.

For one, I just had a blackout. A slightly minor version of the one when I got stranded at Mcdonald's, on my way to school.

I was ridiculously tired. Was in bed by 10 and conveniently forgetting to remove my contact lens.

But I woke up at 2330 for Oreos because I was feeling hungry.Watched a little youtube, laughed my ass off, woke my folks up and got chided for it. Then I went back to sleep.

kbye