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Saturday, April 01, 2006
hate myself. this month started with a punch...literally. cant believe it, onli a little over half day and i got myself into a fight.

was walking back from MRT after today's aero training when the slimeball came up to me. he came up to me and started asking me to give him back his money. WAD money?! i never owed him money all my 6 yrs in the same sch as him lor! so obviously i say dun have la. den he kept on insisting dat i owed him money...say for library fine or something liddat.
at first i tot april fool's joke so i just smile and did nothing. but after awhile i got damn fed-up den started to walk away.
den the S.O.B start pushing me! made me so pissed but i just resist first. so i told him to stop it but he dun wan. decided to give him a final warning so i said i dun wanna fight but if u want to i'll give u a good one. he think he damn strong den push me one more time. dat was his last.
i punched and kicked his sorry ass and sent him to his pathetic den. gt out of the fight unscathed except for a scratch mark i got from his nails. so sharp! but he damn sad la, i think i broke his bones, anyway i hope i did la, teach him a lesson...anyways he just stay on the floor crying like a baby and glaring at me. no passers-by luckily if not i might be in trouble cuz i was wearing CCA T-shirt. left him there and came home, luckily my brothers never suspect anything, mum was out.

still quite pissed when i think about the incident. spoil my entire day and month la! stupid piece of monkey crap. bloody slimeball.


3:45 PM


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