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is it a mistake? it is?

hmm,

last night, while i was sleeping about 8++ pm at the living room, suddenly my phone rang and there was a message from an annonymous number which means i dunno whoever this person is.
i woke up and cant continue my beauty sleep. i read the message that goes like this..

"haii.. nme ko adila an?" something like that lahh. then i replied,

"apsl? de kne ngene bla bla..." i didnt remember this. and
this annonymous person replied back,

saying i am so "poyo" and "cam bgus" and "pegi mmpos" and "bla lah wei"
[talk to the hand lahh weyy!]

i felt so pissed off and felt like kicking his brain out of his big-headed
head!! ahhh! and replied,

"Fuck lak kaw, sial!! Bjet kaw bgos sgt nk carut2 aku nehh!" i knew that he
is a "he" cos no bitch

dares to text me like that or else she'll wake up underwater in a bird cage
with nothing but herself.

you dont messed up with the one who messed other people up, you got that
jerk!!



sorry guys, i dont feel like typing. i feel like killing someone right now. when the school starts, you'll be the one who is sorry.
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