Saturday, April 15, 2006
and so ur messenger name says 'hell hath no fury like dan**** scorned'.
u never fail to do ur utmost best at amusin me,dont u.
unless im that intellectually challenged to have gotten the meanin of 'fury' wrong all eighteen years of my life, it tickled me pink to see that bawlin like a baby in ur precious sister's arms is a display of fury.
my intention of steerin clear of u and neither contactin nor communicatin with u for the moment was evidently to letcha compose ur hysterical self and pick up whateva fragments of sane thought u could still possibly retrieve from ur hysterical outburst.
u obviously know that i speak daggers,especially when provoked.
i sincerely admire how bold and brazen u are at even comin close within a whisker's length of threadin on my toes,and marvel at how u actually relish being bathe in a cascade of venomous words.
this is an extremely rare example of how my words have failed miserably to even scratch u.or did they stab and puncture u?hurh.
ive said umpteen times that ure immature,and ive no qualms about declarin boldly that YES,URE IMMATURE.
ur grossly childish antics,compounded by ur expertise at blowin things way outta proportion for sundry and all to baulk at ur immaturity,deserves more than a standin ovation.
making things turn sour was never my intention,thats why i held back my barrage of malicious words that would have otherwise turned u into a a blood fondue.
i apologise for not havin forewarned u that sarcasm on ur part never gets u into my good book.ure juz endangerin urself further.
if any bitter feelin exist,congratulate urself for havin done a marvellous job at fuellin it.
and for the record,i CARED for u.geddit into ur goddamn thick head.
and if jiayi didnt sound convincin enough,ill do the honours of tellin u I WONT LIKE YOU ANYMORE.
i appreciate the fact that u took it in ur stride to treat my friend with warm hospitality and sttempted to hide ur emotion.
but lemme tell u this,its juz a hairline of a difference that distinguishes 'tryin' and 'tryin way too hard'.
ur failure to recognise this simple fact made u nothin short of a hypocrite,to say the least.
in simpler terms,ur expertise at puttin on a different facade all the time disgusted me,much less irritated me.
and,being 'hypocritical' has no casual link,whatsoever,on 'not cryin in front of me when u ought to'.
either im plain senile,or i dont even recall mentionin it.
i dont regret,not even the least bit,about what i said:ure world apart from ur sharp,erudite and mature sis.
'u can always take my words with a pinch of salt and woe betide u,or seriously ponder over what ive said and god bless u'.
im surprised u didnt know im juz as tired,if not more tired,of all the arguments that u skilfully conjured up with ur impatience,over-sensitivity and immaturity.
sayin that im tired of u is sooooo much an understatement.
if u wanna kick start a world war 3 war of words with me,ud better arm urself with the lastest copy of oxford or cambridge dictionary,though i seriously doubt if juz one copy will be sufficient for ur meagre ammunition of words,nor will there be even a single breath of life in u barely seconds into our war of words.
ohh,and ive gotta thank u for teachin me a new word that has eluded both the likes of oxford and cambridge dictionaries:'spilt milk'.hahahas.joke of the century,dude.
i dont needcha to act magnanimous,tellin shawn to keep me company when im lonely or tellin jiayi to be understandin towards me when im harsh,especially under such tense circumstances.
the reason's plain:i dont even feel the pinch of havin let evth go,after the divine revelation of ur true character.
ure the epitome of embarrassment to humans.
if ure kind enough,ud banish urself into oblivion,if not hell,for the greater good of humanity.
good riddance to u,dan****.
im really sorry my limited ammunition of words left u unscathed.
u never fail to do ur utmost best at amusin me,dont u.
unless im that intellectually challenged to have gotten the meanin of 'fury' wrong all eighteen years of my life, it tickled me pink to see that bawlin like a baby in ur precious sister's arms is a display of fury.
my intention of steerin clear of u and neither contactin nor communicatin with u for the moment was evidently to letcha compose ur hysterical self and pick up whateva fragments of sane thought u could still possibly retrieve from ur hysterical outburst.
u obviously know that i speak daggers,especially when provoked.
i sincerely admire how bold and brazen u are at even comin close within a whisker's length of threadin on my toes,and marvel at how u actually relish being bathe in a cascade of venomous words.
this is an extremely rare example of how my words have failed miserably to even scratch u.or did they stab and puncture u?hurh.
ive said umpteen times that ure immature,and ive no qualms about declarin boldly that YES,URE IMMATURE.
ur grossly childish antics,compounded by ur expertise at blowin things way outta proportion for sundry and all to baulk at ur immaturity,deserves more than a standin ovation.
making things turn sour was never my intention,thats why i held back my barrage of malicious words that would have otherwise turned u into a a blood fondue.
i apologise for not havin forewarned u that sarcasm on ur part never gets u into my good book.ure juz endangerin urself further.
if any bitter feelin exist,congratulate urself for havin done a marvellous job at fuellin it.
and for the record,i CARED for u.geddit into ur goddamn thick head.
and if jiayi didnt sound convincin enough,ill do the honours of tellin u I WONT LIKE YOU ANYMORE.
i appreciate the fact that u took it in ur stride to treat my friend with warm hospitality and sttempted to hide ur emotion.
but lemme tell u this,its juz a hairline of a difference that distinguishes 'tryin' and 'tryin way too hard'.
ur failure to recognise this simple fact made u nothin short of a hypocrite,to say the least.
in simpler terms,ur expertise at puttin on a different facade all the time disgusted me,much less irritated me.
and,being 'hypocritical' has no casual link,whatsoever,on 'not cryin in front of me when u ought to'.
either im plain senile,or i dont even recall mentionin it.
i dont regret,not even the least bit,about what i said:ure world apart from ur sharp,erudite and mature sis.
'u can always take my words with a pinch of salt and woe betide u,or seriously ponder over what ive said and god bless u'.
im surprised u didnt know im juz as tired,if not more tired,of all the arguments that u skilfully conjured up with ur impatience,over-sensitivity and immaturity.
sayin that im tired of u is sooooo much an understatement.
if u wanna kick start a world war 3 war of words with me,ud better arm urself with the lastest copy of oxford or cambridge dictionary,though i seriously doubt if juz one copy will be sufficient for ur meagre ammunition of words,nor will there be even a single breath of life in u barely seconds into our war of words.
ohh,and ive gotta thank u for teachin me a new word that has eluded both the likes of oxford and cambridge dictionaries:'spilt milk'.hahahas.joke of the century,dude.
i dont needcha to act magnanimous,tellin shawn to keep me company when im lonely or tellin jiayi to be understandin towards me when im harsh,especially under such tense circumstances.
the reason's plain:i dont even feel the pinch of havin let evth go,after the divine revelation of ur true character.
ure the epitome of embarrassment to humans.
if ure kind enough,ud banish urself into oblivion,if not hell,for the greater good of humanity.
good riddance to u,dan****.
im really sorry my limited ammunition of words left u unscathed.