okay where do i begin? i think my loser qualities are becoming obvious. was standing in queue at a petrol mart for Newpaper. don't get me wrong, the cashier was friendly and courteous. "hi sir! any petrol?". that was her friendly first-liner to all the guys in front of me. some said yes and of course some said no (because they dont have a car). but when it was my turn, instead of that, i got "70 cents". i waited for a good 5 seconds for the "any petrol" part to come but no. she just stared at me..what? i don't look like someone who's rich and can own a car? everyone was in shorts and t-shirts. why do they have the "i own a car" look, and i dont have? is it in their t - shirts? just because i wear a school t-shirt doesnt mean i dont own a car! i dont, but that's not the point. loser.
revisited my friendster account. most of my friends have at least 100 friends. wow. then i look at mine. pathetic. terrible. shocking. incorrigible. 29. 29! Loser!
and to top it all off. i hate my face. i look like a, i quote "hokkien ah beng". yeah, laugh and gloat all you want.
LOSER
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