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Monday, November 9, 2009



Another end product of my foul temper.
Yep, broke my bb ear piece into 2.
Why did I had such a bad mood?
Well, I didn't bring my keys thus resulting in me sitting outside my house and waited for more than an hour before someone handed me the keys.
I got so angry that I just vent it on my ear piece. I seriously can't stand people who are late for 15mins and above.
So when my neighbors came home, I bet they thought they saw a ghost as I was sitting there with my all messed up hair, weird sitting position as if I broke my spine and gave them the "talk to me and I'll knock all your teeth off" look.
Well, thinking back, I have done quite a number of horrendous stuffs when I'm angry,
so here's a few
1) I tore my soft toys into pieces
2) Threw a freshly cooked maggie mee on the floor
3) Smash a packet of maggie mee until it opened by itself and all the bits and pieces went flying everywhere
4) Threw everything in my room on the floor
5) Smash glasswares
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blah blah blah.
Feel like shit now.



7:25 PM