I am like super mad. Why is it when you try to turn something bad into good, it becomes badder. Bernard Joseph had spammed my blog, then I was mad because he did not tell me and all, and he blows and calls me an asshole. Like WTF? I really swear I did nothing to him just that whenever I saw him I acted mad and all. But I thought he knew, coz I could never act mad, it just turns out to be a looser act and all. So I said sorry, though it was not my fault at all. And he wanted me to delete the post about him and so I did. Then he leave me a comment at my friendster about hoping that my friendster account gets hacked again. I really thought he was a nice guy. I even told abigail that he reminded me of Ian *BTW, Ian is my best penpal if you did not know* And look what happened now. I am so ashamed I compared BJ with Ian. Because though Ian lives far *and he may sound exactly like BJ* he is a super nice guy. *That is why he is my hubby*. But now, form the way BJ behaves I was pissed, mad, depressed, stressed.
Atleast I thought I was. Now officially I am super happy. You must feel mad to read that BJ. Because I mean it. My hubby Ian made me feel better. I guess BJ is an acronym for Blow Job. I hate Blow Job and I hate BJ. I hope you got a good barking from Ian BJ. Don't mess with me. Its only 4 more days then I won't have to see your face ever again. Thanks for spoiling the friendship BJ.
PS: You deserved it, even when you were at fault, I said sorry if you had accepted it *take note I was no at fault* then such a thing would not happen. I can't stand you harrasing me. Just get lost BJ, pick on noone. Idiot Blow Job.
PSS: Superhero Lightening and Hubby came to my rescue. Oh and the cute dog that woofed. LOLs
PSSS: Note to BJ, remember you told me how I made your life sucky. I guess now it came true. I will never forget you. Because you made me act like a bitch. *I was never a bitch now thanks to you to some i'll be remembered as a bitch and oh the post which you wanted me to delete is restored. I even had another post for you, but decided not to post it, but I restored it so that you would know what kind of a bitch you made me be*
