sme nerve
from Rachel's blog:
"Cassius: "The fault, lies not in our stars, but in ourselves."
how true.
if that were the case, anyhow;
it's best to keep a clear conscience.
it's better than subscribing to the scared-of-losing-out mentality
never thinking others should have a chance over super you.
while at the same time trying to stand out in a crowd
with all that good results.
but that doesn't matter to you, does it.
you only need temporary friends, temporary relationships, temporary mentions, temporary glory to make yourself feel better.
you know that, but so do we.
some people just aren't so desperate for temporary honour.
they are more interested in permanent truth, permanent friendship, and are never glory hunters.
best of all, they really do make an everlasting difference to others' lives,
unlike you, who only think you have, with all sort of contributions,
but you haven't.
i think what hurts more is that you realise that yourself, but can't help yourself.
but that's alright, i'm sure your temporary friends can temporary gratify you and call you beautiful.
what is joy but temporary substitutes right?"
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reading that made me very pissed.
who is rach to write such an entry?!
there isn't a dae that passes that im not glad that i dont have to be a part of that clicque animore. there just isn't.
you noe, it takes little crises to find out just who ur true friends are.
im glad for the crises which have come and gone.
now i noe who my true friends are. and it doesn't even matter that im down to just two from a starting point of six. wad matters is that i noe, with certainty.. that these two friendships REALLI count.
it's for keeps.. no matter wad rach or any of them chooses to sae.
screw them.. cos we noe that we're not just temporary friends.
10 yrs down the road.. u'll see. who shall have the last laugh then?
the class that started out as one huuge clicque.. now a class with many small clicques. but im glad for our small clicque. im glad that i've found two in whom i can trust and confide, share all my thoughts and feelings.
say what you want.. but we're NOT bitchy, two-faced, immoral, suck ups, whiny spoilt brats, or pple who moap around and look as though the world's committed a wrong agst them. [ra*cough*ch]
simply put, all the things you guys are.
at least.. we all noe wad we're about. we nvr have to worry about wad's been shared.. abt wad the next person's going to sae behind our backs.
the hypocrisy. and its almost funny.. how you shld think we're jus temporary friends. witches of watershed.. take heed.. we are better off without you, happier than ever before.
watershed: definition- turning point.
its been such a wonderful turning point since we saw ur true [UGLY] colours.
valedictorian.. so what?
go ahead, take pride in urself.
all the teachers voted for smeone else.. you were just the cheap substitute everybody settled for in the light of brother's veto.
if she were realli so desperate for the 'temporary honour'.. a certain smebody's lil dark secret cld easily have been revealed. see who'd pick you as valedictorian indeed.
the nerve. the nerve to try and act as if you feel so betrayed. pls. save it.
nth was said against you. all that was voiced.. was jus personal disappointment at not having been the one chosen for such an honour.
all the other things weren't even gone into.
-like how you dont even deserve it.
-like how there're a million other pple who wld've been better suited for the position.
-like how it was the mother of all ironies that u shld've gone up to that stage and talked abt friends. indeed indeed.
it's a wonder you didn't trip and fall right after making such a speech.
you want to talk abt friends?.. *PLS.. DO DO enlighten the rest of us.*
*add LOADS of sarcasm
you made a mockery of the position.
after all the bitchiness.. dont think you can jus hug me saeing u're sorry. that doesn't change things.. i dont wanna be friends with you animore.
"it's been a crazy two years"
pls.. jus save it.
i shldnt have stood up to clap for u at all.
im beginning to regret even that 3-5 seconds i stood then quickly sat down again..
honestly.. you didn't deserve it.
"Cassius: "The fault, lies not in our stars, but in ourselves."
how true.
if that were the case, anyhow;
it's best to keep a clear conscience.
it's better than subscribing to the scared-of-losing-out mentality
never thinking others should have a chance over super you.
while at the same time trying to stand out in a crowd
with all that good results.
but that doesn't matter to you, does it.
you only need temporary friends, temporary relationships, temporary mentions, temporary glory to make yourself feel better.
you know that, but so do we.
some people just aren't so desperate for temporary honour.
they are more interested in permanent truth, permanent friendship, and are never glory hunters.
best of all, they really do make an everlasting difference to others' lives,
unlike you, who only think you have, with all sort of contributions,
but you haven't.
i think what hurts more is that you realise that yourself, but can't help yourself.
but that's alright, i'm sure your temporary friends can temporary gratify you and call you beautiful.
what is joy but temporary substitutes right?"
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reading that made me very pissed.
who is rach to write such an entry?!
there isn't a dae that passes that im not glad that i dont have to be a part of that clicque animore. there just isn't.
you noe, it takes little crises to find out just who ur true friends are.
im glad for the crises which have come and gone.
now i noe who my true friends are. and it doesn't even matter that im down to just two from a starting point of six. wad matters is that i noe, with certainty.. that these two friendships REALLI count.
it's for keeps.. no matter wad rach or any of them chooses to sae.
screw them.. cos we noe that we're not just temporary friends.
10 yrs down the road.. u'll see. who shall have the last laugh then?
the class that started out as one huuge clicque.. now a class with many small clicques. but im glad for our small clicque. im glad that i've found two in whom i can trust and confide, share all my thoughts and feelings.
say what you want.. but we're NOT bitchy, two-faced, immoral, suck ups, whiny spoilt brats, or pple who moap around and look as though the world's committed a wrong agst them. [ra*cough*ch]
simply put, all the things you guys are.
at least.. we all noe wad we're about. we nvr have to worry about wad's been shared.. abt wad the next person's going to sae behind our backs.
the hypocrisy. and its almost funny.. how you shld think we're jus temporary friends. witches of watershed.. take heed.. we are better off without you, happier than ever before.
watershed: definition- turning point.
its been such a wonderful turning point since we saw ur true [UGLY] colours.
valedictorian.. so what?
go ahead, take pride in urself.
all the teachers voted for smeone else.. you were just the cheap substitute everybody settled for in the light of brother's veto.
if she were realli so desperate for the 'temporary honour'.. a certain smebody's lil dark secret cld easily have been revealed. see who'd pick you as valedictorian indeed.
the nerve. the nerve to try and act as if you feel so betrayed. pls. save it.
nth was said against you. all that was voiced.. was jus personal disappointment at not having been the one chosen for such an honour.
all the other things weren't even gone into.
-like how you dont even deserve it.
-like how there're a million other pple who wld've been better suited for the position.
-like how it was the mother of all ironies that u shld've gone up to that stage and talked abt friends. indeed indeed.
it's a wonder you didn't trip and fall right after making such a speech.
you want to talk abt friends?.. *PLS.. DO DO enlighten the rest of us.*
*add LOADS of sarcasm
you made a mockery of the position.
after all the bitchiness.. dont think you can jus hug me saeing u're sorry. that doesn't change things.. i dont wanna be friends with you animore.
"it's been a crazy two years"
pls.. jus save it.
i shldnt have stood up to clap for u at all.
im beginning to regret even that 3-5 seconds i stood then quickly sat down again..
honestly.. you didn't deserve it.
8 Comments:
bitchy, two-faced, immoral, suck ups, whiny spoilt brats, or pple who moap around and look as though the world's committed a wrong agst them.
talking about yourself? or your mom? or your friends?
By Anonymous, at 5:06 PM
You need more eloquence in dissing people.
-Your Momma
By Anonymous, at 5:07 PM
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By Anonymous, at 5:08 PM
pls grow up.. seriously.. if u can ..at least 1cm it better den insulting others to make urself feel taller or bigger.. but.. in fact u re..arent u?
By Anonymous, at 11:35 PM
You're so pathetically mean, it's sad. Oh and your poor spelling annoyed me, immensely.
By Anonymous, at 8:18 PM
On behalf of those two girls I'm defending, they sure don't need you and your pathetic pathetic temporary friends. Epitomy of disgust- y.o.u. (more ways than 1, both spiritually and emotionally)You are so sick.
- President of hate-cher-'coz-she's-ugly-club
By Anonymous, at 1:17 PM
Some nerve? Go and cheaply gratify yourself. Such a low-class irrational skunk.
By Anonymous, at 1:19 PM
Mirror yourself PLEASE.
You're just NAIVE
By Anonymous, at 11:57 PM
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