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Bits and Pieces

Hello. Welllll, there isn't much to know about me. In other words, don't ask. Hey, but if you really want to know, one word: psychopath.. Anyways... I'm just another one of those bloggers out there, blogging about how crappy life is, etc. Pathetic, is it not? Life.

Not too long ago...

Psychobabble. Just to pique your interest.

Past Tense

inspiration.

Stamped: 11:56 pm

well, i'm in need of some.

first thing that kinda put me off today was waiting. waiting in the car for the seumas that never was, for 5 freakin minutes. 5 freakin minutes, in my world, is an eternity stuck in the car with an angry, impatient dad. thanks a bunch. and to think i've sms-ed him three times before. one last night and two in the morning. all in vain. and to think i actually thought it was my fault he was late, because i suddenly thought about the possibilty of sms-ing the wrong person. hopes of having a happily-ever-after morning were dashed. and i told my dad that i already informed him the night before... i felt like i deceived him.

Dear Seumas,
Your apology is accepted, but your reason is not. i know you have your issues to deal with, but dont you let it affect others in the process. "i just didnt want to look at my phone" isnt a valid reason even if it was what truly happened. imagine a whole big bunch of people sms-ing to ask you to do/bring something that was needed today last night. and when your typical reply is no reply, its easy to assume that you've receive the message.

in the end, you'll be disappointing that hypothetical big bunch of people.
i was disappointed.

you have to understand, you are so close to that last straw. for my dad, that is. he was already threatening to stop fetching you to school.

i only have your best interests at heart, so dont take this the wrong way. i find it easier to tell you in writing anyway.

we all still love ya though. and if this was in any way your form of an april fools' joke, it's in really bad taste. Lol

gerald







chun kit, you stole my photos!

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  • Blogger Seumas says so:
    4 April 2008 at 01:49  

    its not i didnt want to see it, i turned it off really early, and it was the first night i did it, who knew Murphy's Law... sorry... I really had no idea, and its really all my fault, i would rather kill myself than let your dad get mad, seriously... top