I have decided...
I shall just mind my own business. MMOB. And not care and give a damn about those two, "
someone",
Wa
Ter and "
the other one", Cole
Sla
W that the class always likes to bitch about. Well, their affairs is theirs to handle. Mine is my own.
I wash my hands off. So I shan't say much about them.
Won't mention names either. I'm a nice kid. Serious. DON'T SNIGGER OR COUGH!
I REALLY AM! *Throws the coconut back at you*
Blahblahblah. I know the shopaholics don't really like her (Don't worry, I still love you guys man! You guys are whoo! And rock my TP LIFE!!! *MUACKS!*
And sorry if I'm so-so with "someone"... REALLY hope you guys don't hate me for that. +_+)... But oh well. What have I got to admit? I am so-so with "
someone" but I don't like "
the other one" from peer influence. BLEAGHHHHHH! Boo. Bleagh. And someone? You're just trying too hard. Just let it go easy la. Ke En and I talked to you the other day but don't try so hard la. For what???
And I still... stillllll... STILL do NOT like " the other one". I know many people except for a few to mention would understand perfectly what I'm trying to talk about but just bear with me here.
I do NOT like "the other one". Do I need to repeat?
I do NOT like "the other one". Especially "the other one's" effing attitude. WTF.
Erm... Female dog!!! Go translate it yourself.
But other than that, I wash my hands of the effing politics. 'Tis too much to bear. BLEAGH.
And I still don't like "the other one". FULLSTOP.
End of story.
OliOli-PooPoo sighed and went back to drink her Milo at 12:12AM.