Saturday, January 10, 2004
What on earth is wrong with everyone these days? I met 4 fucking assholes in less than an hour today! First, I was enjoying my beauty sleep. It's saturday you know...a rare occasion where I can sleep till 1pm?! Ever since I started working, I've been waking up at 6:30am every friggin' day! Yes, back to the first bastard I met. I was sleeping so soundly when I heard some muffled voices coming from my window, I stirred from my bed & realised it's some fucking uncle singing KTV! Thinking that he'll stop sooner or later, I can't be bothered & continued sleeping. Then, the singing got louder & louder. WTF! The stupid uncle is singing some Hokkien song with his i-think-my-voice-is-so-low-and-sexy-and-i-feel-like-a-singer voice. I forced myself up & looked at the clock near by bed. What the! It's only 10:30am & this insane uncle is singing KTV?! I got damn pissed off, & I stormed to the toilet to wash-up. While brushing my teeth I thought about how I should scream back at the fucking uncle. As I finished washing-up & all. I walked back to my room, on my pc, opened my window & prepared to shout back. As I walked towards the window, the singing stopped. *&^%$#@! If he had stopped 10mins earlier, I could have continued sleeping!!!!!!!!!!
I seriously think KTV systems should be banned in housing estates. (esp HDB flats) No. 1, it disrupts the peace & tranquilty. No. 2, it creates noise pollution. No. 3, it leads to high-blood pressure (I swear my blood vessels were on the verge of bursting.) No. 4, it increases the risks of neighbourhood fights. I swear if my Dad was at home, he'd have stormed right up to that house & start fucking them upsidedown. Ok, that's done. More's to come. Having insufficient sleep, I was damn cranky & pissed with the topid MobiMB. I just can't seem to transfer the images from my comp to my hp *curse* Feeling hungry, I decided to head to central to get my lunch. I was walking to the lift lobby when I heard someone walking behind me. I hastened my pace as I mentioned before, I hate taking the lift with a stranger. I pressed for the lift & to my surprise, the door opened! Feeling lucky, I stepped into the lift & pressed the close door button. I then started to SMS to phlog. Then, the lift door opened. (Damn! Someone pressed for the lift I told myself) This fucking, stinky, gross, assholic ah-beng stepped in. He's the one living 1 floor below me. (Basically I hate that whole family. Nothing but lians & bengs) That fucker came in with a fucked-up attitude face & pressed the close door button. He reeked of ciggies smell . (I hate ciggies smell btw) and stood there like a fucking idol. I mumbled "WTF! Dunno how to say sorry huh fucker!" Immediately I looked at him & rolled my eyes at him. (But he din see it. Damn!) I wanted to get out of the lift before him but tat fucker stepped forward & blocked my way. WTF! I had no choice but to let him out first. As he walked off, I cursed him to fall. (But he didn't. Damn!) I admit I have an attitude problem but at least I have manners. If you treat me nicely & politely, I'll be very touched & treat you the same way. I said before, don't ever step on my tail. I'll bite you back. Hard. Wherever that fucker is, I wish he hits his head, break his legs & bursts his balls man.
Why the hell do I keep meeting this kinda rude & arrogant freaks? The best part is, they live in the same block of flats with me! What did I do wrong to deserve that?????? *breathes in, breathes out* Ok, 2 fuckers down. 2 more to go. Feeling damn peeved, I picked up my hp & started to phlog about that stinky ah-beng while walking to get lunch. I looked up & saw a car approaching, so I walked a safe distance away from the car & continued phlogging. Then, that fucking bling driver swerved & almost knocked me down. I looked up & the car zoomed away. I turned back to look at the car & gave a WTF look. (I hope the driver sees that.) How the hell did he/she get license man! Blind huh? It's broad daylight & I'm wearing a bright red shorts. There's no way he/she can't see me. I'm not exactly small-sized you know. Here comes the last fucker. I walked back home after buying my YTF & watermelon juice. I was near the lift-lobby when suddenly a bright yellow football came flying at me. I stood there in shock & of course, the football got me. I got hit at my left leg. Thank god there's no blue-black. If not, I'll demand for medical compensation. After i got hit, the football owner came running over saying sorry. Some teenager playing football at the lift-lobby. Tsk tsk...didn't you see the sign "No Football Allowed" ? I gave him a peeved look & walked off.
I've had enough man. Four assholes in less than a hour. Can anyone please check my horoscope? Does it says anything about Sagittarius meeting 4 assholes in a day?
// she's beautifully chaotic at 4:05 PM >> 