PANIC! AT THE DISCO
Wednesday, October 12, 2005

I shall not comment on the papers. The results always have a way of turning their tables on you when your ass least expects it.

Offensive contents coming up, you've been warned. Also, a handful of unrefined English in all its fresh, spanking glory.



People who cannot hint subtlely to project themselves the way they want people to view them just piss the fuck out of me.

If you don't have the skills to project yourself, then please don't try to put up a front at all. People read you like a bloody book, you predictable shit.

We honestly don't care if you ruin your rep, but people would sooner or later go into convulsions from all that gagging.

Below is just a small extract from a conversation between two acquaintances of mine that almost caused me to foam at the mouth. "A" would be Kelly.


A:"Hey B, you got a new phone ah? What is it?"
B:"Z520i."
A:"Hmm that phone ah, cheap leh... Also, you know very hard to use it to sms under the table loh."
B: (rolls eyes) "Uh, yeah."
A: "Oh is that a new piercing? So you got how many now? Four? Ehh so cool lah so many piercings."
B: "How many do you have?"
A: (giggles) "Seven loh, haha not many lah. I love my seven piercings alot! Mwah!"

BAHHHHHH. What the fuck are you trying to prove? You sms under the table, you have seven piercings, is that very cool? You bloody chao lian kea. Maybe even a lian-wannabe, the horror! Pian siao, issit?

"So cheap?" Kelly, you live in a three room flat and ask Mummy for money all the time. Everybody knows what kind of background you derive from so please stop acting like you thrive on shopping sprees.

It's the 21st century, nobody really cares if you're not well-off. They even like you better when you show you're not ashamed about it. But everybody cares if you have no fucking EQ.

If you didn't earn your money, Kelly, don't brag about wasting it. It just shows how immature you are about controlling your spending. And how desperate you are about putting across a facade.

Yeah, I'll say your name, I obviously don't care if I'm disgracing you because about the whole world (figurative speech, don't flatter yourself, you're not that well-known) knows you've disgraced yourself already anyway.


Huh, did you say something, Kelly? I'm not nice? Oh girl, you call me bitch like it's a bad thing!

The whole bunch of us are pissed at you, Kelly, and several of us would prefer to express our discontent in ways less mild than in a blog entry.


Let this be a warning.

If you (besides Kelly) bothered to read on, I would be pleased if you noted that I'm also addressing about everyone else who is guilty of the above.


Because i sure know of loads of people who are fuckass lousy at subtle hinting and projecting suitable images.

9:04 PM;

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