.tied up.

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

tired

i'm once again...
very tired.
i don't even know why i'm tired.
i'm thinking of getting myself a dress and a piar of shoes at empire.
hopefully i get them cheap.
shall go visit the stall soon.
i hope.
sigh!
i'm just so... lethargic.
no idea why.
must be the period.

do you mind?
i don't mean to be rude.
but it's really irritating.
isn't it obvious,
if i don't ever pick up 7 of your phone calls.
stop calling!
it's irritating.
i don't wanna hear your voice.
and i don't miss you.
so don't tell me you miss me.
whoever you are.
just stop calling.
and stop pretending to know me so well.
i won't go out with you.
i won't pretend to know you.
cause i don't know you.
and you don't know anything about me.
so stop being so desperate for once.
the many years haven't changed you one bit.
no i'm not sending any of my photos over.
never.
NEVER. you get me?
so wake up man!
army makes men desperate.
and you're even more desperate now than you were before.
yucks.
the thought of you is disgusting.
and the fact that my caller id says you've called me 7 times in 3 days is just sick.
please stay as a distant aquintance.
i don't wish to let you in on my life.
i don't wish to speak to someone who can't spell, and speaks like an ah beng.
i don't wish to tell you anything... and not even my SORROWS <-- or so you say it is...
YUCKs.
i mean seriously, don't you have ANY OTHER FRIENDS?
why do you have to keep calling me
and forcing me to speak with you.
and start conversations with me on MSN when my status is busy?!
you're freaking gross.
i don't need to know how many push ups you do a day.
seriously, you're just sick and desperate.
so please leave.

[ Jude whispered ][ 10:16 PM ]

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