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My mum told me really fantastic stories about a certain someone during their Malaysia trip. Emotions blended within me: Amusement, Shock, Scorn, Anger and Disgust.

Amusement because of all the various ways she humiliated herself.

Shock because of the way she could come up with lame excuses for her despicable behaviour.

Scorn because that person has no self-pride. Seriously.

Anger because they thought they could take advantage. Perhaps they thought they had the upper hand. The joke is on themselves.

Anger because of how they treated the aged with their blatant show of unconcern. That'syour own mother for goodness sake. How could you be so selfish and still have the guts to continue acting as if nothing happened, as if we owe you?!

Disgust just because your actions can only be described as such.


I hope that these people will meet others who will give them their just deserts.



I don't know if I should be thankful that I didn't join them on this holiday or the opposite. I didn't go so I didn't have to tolerate people like them. I didn't go so my parents had spent a little lesser.

Part of me felt regret that I didn't go but that's only beacuse I am spurred by an avengeful heart.
If I had gone along with them to that dreaded holiday albeit reluctantly, maybe I would have thought of a lot of sacarstic remarks to spit in their faces. I am that pissed. At least someone would stand up to these assholes if I had gone with my family. And give them a verbal slap on their face. They would be speechless and would mind their actions.

From now on, when these pests are in my presence, I'll keep on my toes, ready to attack.

Urgh. Seriously. Despicable TTM. D:

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