I shall go straight to the point since no-one likes someone who beats around the bush. Recently, this particular girl, has been irritating the hell out of my ass. I'm one who tolerates most of the time. But like river banks, my heavy heart can only have space for so much. I'm at my bursting point. writing then becomes my therapy. here goes:
Dear xxxxx,
Do not accuse me of being gutless. It is not because I lack the balls to tell you. It is simply because seeing as you have such a screwed-up character, I doubt you're able to grasp the meaning of the strings of words arduously put together for your benefit.
First, the good things.(you don't get to choose between the good things first, or the bad things. I, the writer, has the ultimate authority to do so. so shut up.) You have the ideal height, look fine(not disabled) and have an average intelligence level(or maybe not). Full stop. I have no more good things to say about you.
Next, the bad things. You know, if you just not say anything, there is a chance that people might like you. perhaps you could go into self-induced dumbness? like how some kids do when they've experienced an extremely traumatic event. Other than that, you have no redeeming qualities at all. I am pretty sure you're going to bombard me with the 'no one is perfect theory'. if so, you are the most imperfect being that i know off.(i stopped short of saying, 'in the world')
It is really fine to think that you are the prettiest girl on earth. I think like that too, on good days. It is another matter altogether to verbalise it in such a mock innocent manner, as if you believe your own shit with all your heart and soul, and would like others to believe so too. Well, too bad. Others will only eventually form an impression that is opposite to what you're trying to convey. The brain is a very powerful tool. It is more than capable of sending signals to the eye that will change its image in a heartbeat.(you beware of your brains too, they betray you, all the time.)
Might I remind you that you are TWENTY years old? I say, you are abusing the freedom of speech. It is extremely fine by me if you tell me you're the prettiest thing on earth and illustrate it with numerous examples, like maybe once every half a year. But it is NOT OK, if you do this everyday. Perhaps you have a motive for doing so? would you like others to have 'envy' written all over their faces in green? or would you like them to worship the ground you walk on? how about we kowtow to you whenever we see you? NAH. that's not going to happen anytime soon. not even in any of your lives reincarnated.
I know what you would say if you were asked what your favourite word is. it would be....(drum rolls......) 'I' Miss xxxx, If there's something you need to know, that is, 'I' is actually a bad word for people who are not eloquent or blessed with a good command of english. A word of advice. Refrain from using it at all in your case. Know what effect it causes everytime you open your mouth to say 'I'? people cover their ears and wish with all their heart and soul that all kinds of slimes in the world will come spilling out of your mouth at the next word you want to say. I swear. its true.
The list goes on. I feel the mental state of my well-being slowly disintegrating. There are more things I would like to say, just that my brains are sending me:'go to sleep' signals. and so ends today's post.
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