Sunday, October 21, 2012

Princessy Bitches

Nyaaaa, I'm back after throwing ya'll 2 lengthy blog post and now I'm blogging because I'm bored. Beware now cuz I might talk crap since I'm bored. [SEE?]

Since I have lots of free time in my hand with some addition of feeling bored, I'll blog some of my opinions on PRINCESSY FRIENDS.

Well, something did happened which actually led me to write about this topic. So the story's like this :

Last Thursday, me and some of my colleagues went to KL together for some shopping and gathering with our Funfun-ssi. At first we're all happy and all that but then suddenly, all of us had no clue on what's happening or what happened on 'someone'. Let's just call her by 'S'. Well, that 'S' suddenly showed her darker-than-Judge Bao's-face to us and for sure, there's another 'someone' will coax her or whatever like she's some kind of God.

And when we ask 'S' what happened, she just decided to shut her godamn mouth. What? And that 'someone', let's call her 'J', coax 'S' like she's some kind of princess or queen you can call her either that. I was like, "What.. the.. fuck..." Did we have to do something to this extend? If you tell me what actually happened, at least I also won't be this annoyed because at least something happened. But now what the actual fuck behind that Judge Bao's face? NOTHING.

Excuse me, we're on an outing right now very obviously and you showed that bitch face to us? Unless you're Kris or just keep that lack-of-slap-face to yourself. Like any other normal humans outing, we should be happy right? But what dafuq you just showed us? My God, please! You're just like doing nothing, standing there, using your abilities to ruin our mood by just your face. I repeat, JUST. YOUR. FACE.

Ok, I understand very fucking well that you're sick and all that shit but don't say that I never speak this mind of mine, "Rest if you're going to let yourself sick just to go to KL with us." That was so damn unself-loving.

Second thing is, I don't understand why 'J' must accommodate you so much like you're her master. I really don't fucking understand what kind of point is this. I'll give an example. There's one time we went to Old Town to have dinner and then 'J' said she wanted to treat us their 'signature bread' or whatever it called. 3 of us choose kaya with butter but then it was like an order coming from the almighty queen 'S' said she doesn't eat kaya. Dafuq? It's 3 to 1 okay. Take it or leave it. The hell 'J' changed the order to what she likes. Peanut butter with butter. Ok, it's not like I don't eat peanut butter but I seldom eat it. Or should I say, I don't like it?

The main reason I don't tell them I don't like peanuts is because if I told them, writing down the order paper will take forever cuz we have to accommodate her and me. Better silence myself right?

Another example is that, why the fuck you have to hold her hand like she a 'wong tai hau' scared of falling? Ugh, go away! So damn fucking fake ok pls, fuck off after you resigned. Seriously? Holding her hand? Scared of falling? Scratch that, it's actually scared of dark because we're walking  on the sidewalk which have a cover [I don't know how to say that]. Go out and walk on that road bitch! They have roadside lamps if you didn't know, I'll tell ya right now.

These kind of people is the one that I hate. Seriously NO!


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