yet another slut

Sigh...

The world is so damn full of sluts. First, we have Sluts A and B, followed by Slut C and Slut D. Now, tah-dah! We are cursed with another. What's peculiar about this slut is that she - yes, she - refused to reveal her name; stating that she won't stoop that low.

Urmmmm, hiding behind 'anonymous' and dumping trash on people's blog isn't exactly acting very high-class. Its actually stooping quite - no, make that extremely low, and she still dared to say that she won't stoop that low. That's called slapping your own face, my dear anonymous. Oh gosh, please don't make a habit out of it cos ur already FUGLY to begin with.

O.o

Ah well, for her sake, I shall now name her Fuck the Anonymous. So ppl, what happened was, Fuck the Anonymous has been crapping shamelessly on my blog ever since the week Sha-lene announced to me that she found my blog (How? By googling her name!). And needless to say, she's too cowardly to reveal herself.

Here's the conversation in the chatterbox, in case any of my beloved readers missed it (I can't remember the exact conversation but I hope you all get the gist of it):

Anonymous: Do u mean that Slut C is Slut B's roommate and not Slut A's?
Wildberry: Oh yeah, ur right. My mistake. The world has too many sluts nowadays...
Anonymous: Then I think u need to get laid...
Wildberry: After you...

At this point, my great friends stood up for me (love y'all and a big, big hug to y'all!) and pathetic little Fuck the Anonymous can only come up with:
Anonymous: Fuck!
Wildberry: So anonymous, ur name is FUCK?! Wow, ur parents must've hated u when they named u.
Anonymous: My name is not fuck - bla bla bla~ (non-sensical ramblings) I think u need to get laid to know what it means to be a slut.

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Fuiyoh! I think she couldn't have made it more obvious. Fuck the Anonymous is a Slut herself! Aiyoyo... Then why'd you put yourself under 'anonymous'? If you're a slut, then own up to it! At least it would've saved you whatever little drop of dignity you have left then.

And anyway, if you have something against me or my blog, why'd u even read it? Go do something which is more worth your time, ie. getting fucked. After all, you're a slut...

And let me tell you this; despite how much I despise Slut A, I still have some shred of respect for her cos I have to admit, she's not bad as a mooter. As for you, Fuck the Anonymous, I simply can't respect someone who is too cowardly to step out of her 'veil of secrecy' and who tries to pretend to be someone else, ie. her roommate.

Get a life and your own identity please. Oh, your mocks are coming up in less than a month from now; so study hard and try not to nosy so much in my blog ok? Won't want you to blame me for your mediocre results. In case you're thinking "How would Wildbery know that I'm a first year? Cheh!" my answer to you is: Whatever~ Once a slut, always a slut; be it a first year or a second year.

And oooohhhh... you're from law school!
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Big deal.

Hey Slut, it doesn't make you any special cos I'm a law student too and so are the 80% of readers of this blog.

*rolls eyes*

And oh again. The next time you decide to 'blast' me, can you please step it up a bit? I'm quite disappointed really cos ur comments have been pretty tame and well, lousy. And ur supposed to be a law student... Even the barks of my dog have more sting to it. You're seriously waaaaaaaaayyyyyy below par.

This time, if you do want to spew more rubbish on my blog, please do it as a comment to this post. That way you can type an essay of pitiful curses instead of a limited space on the chatterbox.

A final message for Fuck the Anonymous; you should be grateful that I actually bothered to dedicate this post to you. Seriously, ur a waste of time and I have wasted more than enough time. So this will be the last time you will hear from me. I promise, I shall not reply to whatever lame shit you comment on.

*smiles*

Happy 'blasting Wildberry' and happy holidays! And play safe; AIDS isn't a cool way to die.

^_^

moody me

It was only after I was tagged by Naima, that I knew what the hell a Daemon was. Apparently, its a bla, bla, bla~ If you wanna find out, just click on the link below. And here is my bloody Daemon.




I gotta admit, I kinda like my Daemon cos its so much cooler than Naima's one (pssstt! Its a miserable little spider...). A snow-leopard. How cool is that? Damn cool.

Annnyyyywaaaayyyy... I know that my blog has been "dead" for quite sometime. But its not that my life is dull or whatever; its just that I really have no mood at all to blog. No mood, no mood, no mood. So, I don't blog lor...

But don't worry cos most likely I will do some back-log (is that the right term and spelling?) this weekend. Sigh. Just for the sake of my dearly beloved readers who no longer click on my ads, even. I don't mind really. Its the least I could do for the kind people who fed me and helped me in my time of need *ahem!*

A big, big hug to you people! ^_^

Ah well, since I'm blogging tonight, might as well tell you all about this incident which pissed me off the other day. People, its official. There is now a Slut C and *gasp!* a Slut D!

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Sounds like bra cup sizes... -_-" Erm, back to the story, this Slut D hor, is seriously the world'd biggest, shortest, and 2nd ugliest bitch! (The crown for the ugliest bitch still remains with Sluts A and B! They set the bar up pretty high, I tell ya!)

What happened was; it was after my international law lecture. Since it was still early, some of my coursemates and I waited outside LT4 for the next lecture. Out of the blue, Slut D came strutting down the corridor as if her grandfather owns it. Strut, strut, strut. Think: elephant prancing around in a tutu. I swear, she nearly reduced Taylor's to dust.

*rolls eyes*

Oh spare me please! Sudahlah short, wanna act like a model and while she was at it, tried to flick her hair to the back like in some sort of shampoo commercial. Too bad her hair didn't whack her in her face, else it would've left a bloody mess cos her hair was as coarse as barbed wire.

But then, with a face like that, it makes no difference whether her face was ruined or not. Its not even a proper face to begin with. Its more like someone bought a RM3.99 slipper from Giant and stuck it to her face with super glue.

Oh, I haven't told you all about what Slut D did which pissed me off badly. To start, let me say that I hate rude people. And continuing where I left off, she was strutting past Christina and being the ever friendly girl, Chris greeted Slut D and asked her a question --- to which Slut D ignored, stucked her nose higher up in the air (what, the air is fresher is it?) and strutted past Chris just like that!

WTF???

Damn rude loh! Who does she think she is? She's just a mere, puny, little, pathetic junior and still dare to show disrespect to a senior?! Waaaaaa! I was so pissed that I actually said loudly to Chris, "Why do you even bother talking to people like her? No need!" I knew that Slut D heard it but what the hell, if she dares to step on my toe, I'll make her life a living hell. I promise.

And, Slut D's name is one of the lousiest that I have ever heard. It sure beats ridiculous celebrity kids' names like Tallulah Belle and Apple. Know why? Cos it has the word POO in it. Hehehehe... Even her name is SHIT! Confirm she's a walking pile of shit!

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Sigh. Back to my moodiness, I've been like this for awhile now and well, I don't even know why. Bear with me please and allow me to say this: This is not a good time to mess with me.

Ciaozz...

this is great

I hate PMS ( Pre-Menstrual Syndrome). Honestly, I don't think any girl would enjoy it either. What freak would look forward to that time of the month?

For starters, PMS causes mood swings and guys, its not that we wanna be exceptionally irritable and sensitive. We can't help the way hormonal changes affect us. Do you think we can control the way our hormones fluctuate? Its not our fault! You think we wanna be so darn emotional? Hey man, we find being moody quite draining too.

Then hor, we girls still have to bear with the obvious physical symptoms ie. bloating, water retention, weight gain, acne, food cravings, sleep changes, lack of energy etc.

Yes, we girls do feel tired much more easily when we have PMS. Oh, joy. The symptoms I hate most are bloating and the food cravings, cos this time around I can't really eat much and yet I look bloated! WTF???

T_T

Cannot eat but still look fat. How can I not be sad?

And not forgetting the ACNE. Oooooooohhhhhh! How I hate the acne! Your complexion deteriorates and zits pop up overnight in unsightly places. Urgh! I don't have great skin to begin with and my body has been kind enough to make sure I get PMS every month. -_-"

But then, the thing about PMS is that, it does not affect every single woman. And I know some girls who don't get ridiculous PMS-es when its time. How lucky! Ish ish... If only there is a cure for PMS, then the world would be a much happier place for both men and women! And the even greater news that I can't wait to break to the masses is that ------ there is NO cure!

Yippee. I just love the scientists who only thought of developing birth control pills and not anti-PMS tablets. They sure make the world go round.

Sigh. I realise that I've been ranting like an idiot here. Blame it on PMS.

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Now that's the only thing good about PMS. You can always put the blame on PMS. Blame it on PMS! Whatcha gonna do? Chui ah?!

Eheeheeheehee!