Life Is A Big Fat Drama: Of A Cleaner, Friend and Crap.

It's a world's greatest love story, and suddenly I'm a part of it. Ho yeah!! Betapa besarnya hatiku, tankayu!

To those who concerned,

Before everything, may I ask you some questions? Am I not the one who's been a sponge draining every little drops you tear down? Am I not the one who you used to ask for advices? Am I not the one who you'd turn to when everything you want to hear about him you couldn't ask yourself? What did he eat, where did he go, who is that he's friend with, am I not the one who answers all that? Suddenly you stepped up now and I'm the bad guy, you say, conspiring to bring down the one who you love (yes, you still do), my friend?

I can see that. You're a big girl now. You have it all figured out. How's that working out for you? Guess you don't wake up in the middle of the night, crying, thinking about him are you? And maybe you don't walk out of your door with hope of seeing him every single second?

Dear grown-up girl,

GET YOURSELF A BRAIN AND QUIT BITCHING AROUND ABOUT HOW PEOPLE BEING CRUEL TO YOU, AND PLEASE, FOR THE SAKE OF OTHERS, QUIT THINKING ABOUT HIM OUT LOUD. YOU BROUGHT THIS UPON YOURSELF!!!

there's no room for a backstabbing bitch in my life

ADIOS!