the world's greatest asshole

In response to one stupid prick who responded to my last post by sending me an annoyingly egotistical text message, all I can say is I really feel sorry for you, if you thought I was referring to you in that last post. It took me hours to finally realize that your message was about my previous post. Haha. Hey, I forgot you even existed. To quote someone from The Wedding Singer: "Man, that was so cold." Must have felt like shit to react to something that wasn't even meant for you anyway, huh?

So.. the theory my friends have been postulating proved to be correct after all. You know, someone accusing you of something non-stop, does so because he's the one inclined to do it. Look who's got a new one. Hahahaha. Oh, don't think I'm being bitter. In fact, I'd like to thank her for giving you the attention you so needed. You can now leave me in peace.

If it's friendship you're offering, thanks, but no thanks. I think I'd be better off without a prick in my circle of friends. Being single may not be the best thing in the whole world, but it's better than having a jackass for a boyfriend. I'm happy now with my present situation, thank you very much.

If you don't want my attention like what you're claiming, stop texting me or sending me messages through friendster or this blog. Doing the opposite would mean otherwise. You don't need a Master's degree to understand that. :)

histrionic

You won't believe what people would do just to get attention.. :)

finally, an entry

Has it been two weeks? Sheesh. I was that busy?

To all those who expressed their condolences over the death of my Piper, thanks. :)

I'm okay now. And we got a new pup. His name's Yoshi, he's a yorkie, and he's turning 4 months old next Saturday. The ears are droopy as you can see, but we're doing something about it already to help them stand, and he's quite dirty. I took this pic after he played to death with his toy ball and he refused to stay still while I tried to brush his hair. He's scared of water too. My sister and I gave him a bath last week and we suffered lots of nail scratches on our arms.

My father must have felt so sorry for me when Piper died (I cried for almost 3 days, including the whole day of Piper's death) that he bought Yoshi.

He's a little different from Piper (of course, he's from a different breed), but we love him too. And he's just about crazy about my father as Piper was.

Hmm.. what else...

1. Mitzi was diagnosed with Pseudotumor Cerebri last Saturday, and thank God, she got out of the hospital without having been operated on. I'm really paranoid now because of my headaches and my extra sleepiness in class.

2. Yoshi scratched the back of my left index finger with his teeth while he was jumping around reaching for my hand. It's just a teeny bit of a scratch, but I'm going crazy. Like, could I be infected with rabies? Jeez.

3. I'm stuck with Doc Angbengco in Medicine 2. Goodbye, happy days. Hello, toxicity.

4. Lulubog na ang Pilipinas. God help us.

Two weeks passed and this is all I could come up with. Hehe. What's new?