Everyone's out clubbing.. I had the perfect opportunity and excuse to go clubbing, but nah... today's just not right. Plan to enjoy the night at stc's Dinner and Dance, since the whole day was screwed, starting with my hair cut.. the list goes on... and guess what? some fucktard whom i haven't spoken to in eons had to inform him about my whereabouts... and just when i thought things were turning a little better, he called me up. i mean
hello, i don't need people like her to poke her stupid nose into my life and give specific, minute details about where i am or what i'm doing. I want to lead
MY life!!!
Do i have to get your permission and approval to go wherever i like and with whoever i wish to??? I'm not your servant, mind you... Basket.... that bitch has some serious attitude problem... Jackie Chan nose.. no wonder you have to resort to
poking your nose into ppl's lives...
*Do us a favour, quit calling me already!