My Heart of Darkness.

where the thin line between illusion and reality becomes blurred by the very hand that draws it; where the search for answers lead to more questions; where you have to be broken to be built; where nothing sees miracles but misery. Welcome to my Heart of Darkness.

Friday, April 14, 2006

i was having an almost perfect day, nice lazy weather, all my papers/presentations finally complete, and then this just had to piss me off:

i went out grocery-shopping with my mom at 8pm, and when we returned at 8.30pm, the little plant that we adopted outside our house had its leaves all plucked off and thrown on the floor, its one and only budding small fruit disappeared. wah seriously, i was (and still am damn upset) at this senseless act of vandalism to a plant. the following paragraphs are dedicated specially to the mystery vandal:

what the fuck the plant do to you? it got whisper to your mahjong kakis say your spouse look like lau bulldog meh? (its probably true lah, you got ever hear plants lie before?) somemore its not as though i go put a fucking rotting durian tree outside your door and then maggot from the fruit crawl into your asshole when you pak chiu cheng until wanna climax already, that one you cannot orgasm dulan i understand, i will also dulan one. KNN the tree is put at the common corridor, nearer my house somemore. i never see maggot before. you got what business go and disturb? cheebye kia.

you like if i tie you up and go pull your pubic hair off one at a time? don't like right? then you go do that to my plant for fuck? you better bloody go and thank your god today good friday you tonight fucking lucky i never see you. if you these type of lan jiao people cannot mind your lan jiao business then i jolly well bo bian have to mind for you lor, but if i fucking pull your pubic hair out you chum siong reasonable abit lah don't go and fucking scream macham you see hantu tek tek. you torture plant it never scream what, so why should you?

what piss me off more is that you go and take the small baby fruit that was just growing out, you know ah, everytime i book out from PGP go home i see the fruit until very shuang leh, then you go and take, how you expect me to feel? fucking overjoyed right?

motherfucking bastard you ruined my day. i curse your pet goldfish kena AIDS, i curse you never strike 4D until you turn 88 yrs old, i curse you next time progress package gahmen forget give you money, i curse you drive through changi village tyre pun-chek then all the sibei cannot make it bapok come up wave hello and show you their F-cup neh neh pok. but of course all these curse is i curse for fun. you wait till i catch you in the act one more time then give you one times jialat jialat.

i'm warning you, you bastard. you better watch out.

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