the rumination of a pseudo-rocker.

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Sunday, November 13, 2005

i havent had the thirst/will/need/feeling to blog recently. hence the lack of posts.

a few days ago, i managed to meet up with bebs. (yay!) we did all the usual stuff that we havent done in ages! it felt so surreal meeting her again. and now im missing her once more. being the bigspender that she is, she managed to splurge a hundred smacks in an hour. goodness. good thing i'm the thrifty one, so you see, we balance each other out.

so anyhoots she was lining up at the atm, and there was this yellowkaler bitch (lets call this one A)behind her. and when iza reached the atm, she realised that you could only withdraw $50 from it, so she called out to me and said "hey only 50 here. damn" so the bitch went to the other machine where her friend (lets call her B) was queing. so bebs and i ended up behind the duo. and A just had to say to something to B in chinese, not knowing that i fully understood them. it went something along the lines of "*giggle giggle* stupid girl behind me. gd thing she say out loud the other machine can only draw 50. now we're infront of me. *giggle giggle*" WELL YOU PICKED THE WRONG GIRL TO DISS IN CHINESE BITCH!

so calmly i retorted back "oh u noe bebs. my friends always dont think that i can understand them when they speak in chinese, but noooo. i can FULLY understand what those bitches are saying" to that, those 2 quickly rushed off, leaving me with a smug look of accomplishment in my face.

so to all those who ever talked bad about me in chinese, dont forget that i understand every word you say. knncb.

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