<Gonna do this on my own...>

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

"Dude, your friend's here performing for __________. And apparently, he knows Gordon"

I stared at the screen for 10 seconds. My eyes popped, breathing slowed...
my anger raged.

There is ONE THING I CANNOT STAND.
and that is being played out TWICE.

I could accept the first time you played me out, but playing me out TWICE, even though it was indirectly, is something I cant condone.
U said I was rude, impolite. I dont remember being and fine, IF U VIEWED YOUR WAY. and that you werent free DURING THAT WEEK. and that wk is this week. wow, i didnt know u were such a liar.

Ok fine, u performed for _________. I cant change that.
U were lucky that i didnt go down and confront u face to face and create a scene.
on behalf of _______.
But dont let me see u in the face. again.
Cos if i see u, you're gon see the side that no one has seen of me.
oh yes...