fish. all of you.

i've heard enough apologies this weekend to last me a lifetime.


sorry for the dramatic intro. but i must point out that being apologized to constantly, i dare say, is as annoying as not being apologized to. do you get what i mean?


being apologized to constantly means that people have high tendency to make mistakes that will result in making your life more shitty than it already is. its like as if there's a big fat sign on your forehead that says. "hey, i'm your fucking punching bag. just do it and you can always say sorry later! :)"

screw you.


while not being apologized to is easier because when the other person messed up and didnt apologise for it, u can curse that person's mother in 10 different languages for all he cares and not feeling guilty for doing it cause deep inside both of you know that other person deserves it. we call that mutual understanding, no hard feelings, problem solved.


i truly, strongly believe that killing a person by poking every part of his body by using a fork is more evil than if u just stab a knife right into his heart.


if i can collect all the 'sorry's i've been receiving throughout my life in the form of 1 dollar bill, i'd be richer than bill gates and oprah winfrey with their bank accounts put together. wouldn't that be nice?


but money is not as satisfying as giving punishment. then what shall we do to these people who thinks they can go around and do as they like without thinking about the consequences of their action on the person who's emotion is about to be permanently affected by it?


physical punisment is always the most satisfying of all.


so, next time when your team member is being the biggest jerk on earth and not doing his job right and try to make it up to you,


or when your best friend wants to hang out with you but whenener u invited him, he makes up 1001 stupid excuses for not being able to make it and try to make up to you,


or when someone ask you to pick him up at the lrt station and you waited for his call until you fell asleep and when you wake up to see 10 misscalls on your cell phone and when you called back he says he's already on the way home with another person,


just direct all your anger to your tightly balled up fist and give them the best blow you could ever give to anyone right in the middle of their face.




and that, my dear blog readers, will just do the trick :)








p.s: my cat bit my left hand for no apparent reason and it hurts like hell. don't be shocked if the next time you see me my eyes are rolled backwards with foam on my mouth. haha.

p.p.s: i'm gonna go this short! oh yeahhhhh.