i seriously thinks i am going to BURST and throw my temper at her.
ask her to f*** out of my life and leave my daughter alone.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i want my flat and get ride of that irritating mosquito. a dirty, irritating, unlikable idiotic mosquito. i need to buy a dozen, no, two dozen of insect repellent to kill that pest. pui.

curses. curses. curses to her.

the more i think of my weekend, the more i feel like killing myself. please make yourself free to attend my funeral. but i think on that day, my funeral will be buzzing with ALOTS of irritating mosquitoes.

pui.

or maybe ask that mosuito to go and die so that i won't have to die and left my love ones behind. nobody will cry for a dead mosquito. yeah. i think i will address her as the mosquito from now on.

sucky news yesterday:
my brother won't be coming back to Singapore as planned on august. it had actually been delayed till novemember. but the latest news, he got a place in a big(according to him) company and they had signed a six months contract. he won't be coming back at all if the job prospect if good. ya. he will be staying there for good.

shit. it means that mosquito will be buzzing all the way to my house if she knows that it is only me and ashley in the house. i think i will. definately. shut the bloody door at her bloody face if she dares to come knocking on my door.

i think i don't wanna be a career woman now. i wanna be a mosquito killer.

because that irritating mosquito is still buzzing behind me.

please. F**** off.

Thank you.