e x p l i c i t
2004年8月26日========================================
May contain some explicit words and thoughts...
Those who wish not to be offended，
shouldn’t be reading this today.
Sorry if I offend people，
but this is how I feel.
I don’t care if you get offended， actually，
because this is exactly how I feel
and I can’t change how I feel
because that’s who I am.
So bugger off if you don’t like me， I don’t care.
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Last nite， when I was already safely tucked in bed， my Korean friend and Singaporean friend came to talk with me.
Because I was already half-asleep， we had the light turned off and so were talking in the dark. Kinda funny eh ^^lol.
We were talking about the hall’s ball coming up after the holidays. Me， Tori-kun， Jun-chan， An-chan， P-kun， etc etc... everyone’s going. All my friends are going， and we all are excited about it. Like， how we’re going to do our hair， what kind of poses we can do for the photos， what to do after the ball... etc.
But... there’s this group of girls， which me and Jun-chan don’t like... more of ’hate’. And because they (3girls) have no one else to hang around with， they want to hang around with OUR group... *sigh*
Last year， one fo those girls that we dun like hanged around us at the ball... it was horrible. Every single photo that we take， she’s in it. And she’s not even close to us at all =_=;; Completely ruined the photos， and I didn’t order any of them... Meh.
But now this year， we have 3 girls that we don’t like that will be hanging around with us at the ball. Sooooo stupid.
After just bitching about those girls， lots of nasty comments and disgusted looks (hey， we’re girls， we’re allowed to bitch ;p)， we went to talk about guys.
After talking about all those ex’s and how stupid guys are， we eventually reached a conclusion that all guys deserve to die. (sorry to all the guys who are reading this， I hope you don’t take offence. It’s a girl thing)
We decided to develop an anthrax-like biological weapons that only targets males. Haha， male-free world = problem-free world Yay.
But I hope they leave my bf alone... cuz he’s nice.
(yes yes i no... I’m biased)
And then... we started talking about the war.
About how much people get killed.
About how much people got killed.
About how much people that will get killed.
There’s a girl in our hall， who’s grandfather was the President of USA， President Truman.
I don’t like her.
It’s more of her personality thing that make me dislike her，
but then there’s this bit in me that dislike her because of her grandfather.
I know she didn’t do it.
I know she couldn’t help being born in that family.
But still... I still can’t forgive what President Truman did to Hiroshima and Nagasaki.
Lots of people died.
My great-aunt died.
Although I don’t know my great-aunt， it is still sad.
Sad to know that your great-aunt died not because she did anything，
but because she just happened to be there.
She was only a teacher.
The bomb fell really close to where she taught.
She taught music.
apparently her Piano was so good that she often played on the radio.
She enjoyed life.
Surely， death isn’t what she deserves.
Me， An-chan and Jun-chan were talking about war.
I told them that I’m not very happy with Americans.
I hate how Japanese suck up to Americans.
I hate how Japanese kisses their ass.
I hate how Japanese LOVE anything to do with America.
Jeez guys， they’re not that cool as you think.
May contain some explicit words and thoughts...
Those who wish not to be offended，
shouldn’t be reading this today.
Sorry if I offend people，
but this is how I feel.
I don’t care if you get offended， actually，
because this is exactly how I feel
and I can’t change how I feel
because that’s who I am.
So bugger off if you don’t like me， I don’t care.
========================================
Last nite， when I was already safely tucked in bed， my Korean friend and Singaporean friend came to talk with me.
Because I was already half-asleep， we had the light turned off and so were talking in the dark. Kinda funny eh ^^lol.
We were talking about the hall’s ball coming up after the holidays. Me， Tori-kun， Jun-chan， An-chan， P-kun， etc etc... everyone’s going. All my friends are going， and we all are excited about it. Like， how we’re going to do our hair， what kind of poses we can do for the photos， what to do after the ball... etc.
But... there’s this group of girls， which me and Jun-chan don’t like... more of ’hate’. And because they (3girls) have no one else to hang around with， they want to hang around with OUR group... *sigh*
Last year， one fo those girls that we dun like hanged around us at the ball... it was horrible. Every single photo that we take， she’s in it. And she’s not even close to us at all =_=;; Completely ruined the photos， and I didn’t order any of them... Meh.
But now this year， we have 3 girls that we don’t like that will be hanging around with us at the ball. Sooooo stupid.
After just bitching about those girls， lots of nasty comments and disgusted looks (hey， we’re girls， we’re allowed to bitch ;p)， we went to talk about guys.
After talking about all those ex’s and how stupid guys are， we eventually reached a conclusion that all guys deserve to die. (sorry to all the guys who are reading this， I hope you don’t take offence. It’s a girl thing)
We decided to develop an anthrax-like biological weapons that only targets males. Haha， male-free world = problem-free world Yay.
But I hope they leave my bf alone... cuz he’s nice.
(yes yes i no... I’m biased)
And then... we started talking about the war.
About how much people get killed.
About how much people got killed.
About how much people that will get killed.
There’s a girl in our hall， who’s grandfather was the President of USA， President Truman.
I don’t like her.
It’s more of her personality thing that make me dislike her，
but then there’s this bit in me that dislike her because of her grandfather.
I know she didn’t do it.
I know she couldn’t help being born in that family.
But still... I still can’t forgive what President Truman did to Hiroshima and Nagasaki.
Lots of people died.
My great-aunt died.
Although I don’t know my great-aunt， it is still sad.
Sad to know that your great-aunt died not because she did anything，
but because she just happened to be there.
She was only a teacher.
The bomb fell really close to where she taught.
She taught music.
apparently her Piano was so good that she often played on the radio.
She enjoyed life.
Surely， death isn’t what she deserves.
Me， An-chan and Jun-chan were talking about war.
I told them that I’m not very happy with Americans.
I hate how Japanese suck up to Americans.
I hate how Japanese kisses their ass.
I hate how Japanese LOVE anything to do with America.
Jeez guys， they’re not that cool as you think.
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