.. and they love me!
Last night was supposed to be a perfectly fun night of poker until this fucker tried to ruin part of MY evening. You asshole just said one the meanest things I have ever heard in my life and I can never let you get away with that! Trust me on that one. The next time I see you without my friend backing you up, tangna, your ass is mine!
You just messed with the wrong girl, honey! Why? Here’s a list:
1. I may be too friendly most of the time, but the moment my feelings and friends get offended and hurt merely by anyone or anything, including animals like you, I can be one of the meanest girls you’ll ever meet in your whole lifetime.
2. Don’t go pretending like you’re some hotshot know-it-all coz you’re basically not. You look a lot more jologs than anyone in the tournament. I have HIGH STANDARDS when it comes to guys’ clothes you know. From what I heard last night, you have high standards too.
3. I am officially the only girl in the barkada. You mess with me, you mess with a lot of guys that are obviously way more capable of beating you up, even individually.
4. You showed us this aura of poker-greatness but by the time we all started playing, I never saw you actually showing off your so-called greatness. Tss!
5. You said one of the worst lies about me in front of Eli, my dear bestfriend. Definitely a wrong move.
Now, here are some reasons why my night ended way better than I expected:
1. I am very lucky with the guy friends that I have. They’re really sweet. By the time they heard about the things that that asshole said about me, I looked at their faces and they all looked frustrated. Not that I want them to feel that way, but their reactions and expressions gave me the assurance that I am really special to them.
2. A special thanks to them for wanting to beat the hell out of the guy. Especially you my Bok, I am really touched.
3. JP: you don’t have to say sorry. It’s not your fault.
4. They think I’m pretty! Yay! Bwahahahahaha
5. Congratulations to Eli! I’m so proud of you! I finished 8th place at the tournament and I’m proud of that! I could have finished higher if it wasn’t for that guy that I badly wanted to leave. Unluckily, he gave in to my bluff. Revenge is bad.
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
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