Gimme a Break

Busy with life and abandoned my blog again =(

Having a great time. Came back from Genting with my beloved bitches and beasts 2days ago. Check out Facebook for our photos. Have been working these 2 days. Feeling the exhaustion, hence summarizing everything briefly here.

No, not exactly. In fact, I’m going to tell you a story that would probably take you a few minutes to read and digest.

Mum called yesterday and sort of interrogated me. Apparently she said someone read my blog and told her that I gave a present that costs RM700 over to someone. WTF??? When did I ever do that? I only remember giving a CK Free perfume to Hik and a Tiffany & Co earrings to Katie, which did not even cost that much anyway, since Jess and I shared the present! And why the fuck are you being so busybody reporting all these to my mother?! Even if I did, what’s the big deal??? I would have bought it with my hard-earned money, not with the allowance from my parents, since the amount could hardly support my cost of living in the city. For goodness sake, it’s none of your fucking business what, on whom, and how much I spend! Are you really that lifeless that you started reading my blog and faking such ridiculous stories in order to report to my mother???

That’s not all. Mum said, “I heard that you criticize people a lot on your blog. You’re not supposed to do that. Why did you bother to talk bad about others?” Oh mother, why did you bother to believe whatever this person was telling you? I don’t think I could find any sort of criticism from my site. I might be a whining bitch, but all that I did was complaining bout my own life! Have I ever mention that someone is fugly or insulted someone for being stupid? NO. I personally do not think that my blog is offensive. What is your problem?! Gawd, you know how parents would react whenever they heard an outsider’s stories about their child. They’re always telling the truth, and I’m always the one trying to cover up the truth. WTF! I asked her to read all my blog posts before judging me and making her conclusion. She said, “I’m not that free.” YA RIGHT! You’re not that free to read my blog, but you’re so free to listen to all these nonsensical rumors about your daughter!

Guess what, apparently she even heard that I have been scolding bad words on my blog. WHAT.THE.FUCK! If that was what she meant. Seriously, can someone point a gun to my head now? Define bad words. Did you see a lot of knn ccb or, (whatever it is)! Idk, my knowledge of bad words is so limited. Can’t even think of anything more than that. So I am not supposed to use the F word. Not even WTF? Not even FML? Man, are you expecting to read an academic piece of bull crap here? I’m not even going to say F you if you think F is a foul word because if I did, I would probably receive another phone call. Really FML to the max.

Reminded me of a quote from my ex bitchy malay female professor: “Why did you call yourself a camwhore? Do you even know the meaning? It makes you a whore.”

I will always remember her.