Dear Person Who Hates Me More Than You Hate a Satan,
I seriously don't know whats the matter with you. You influenced the guys in my class to hate me, aren't you? You ain't got a better work to do? By calling me bad woman and hideous with no reasons? Did I slap or smack you? Did I jeered at you? All I have to say is no. What I did to you in class, is trying my best not to throw tantrum to you every time you fooling around and try to make me look like nitwitted in front of everybody. If I would like to throw tantrum and mortify you, I will do it. But I just can't do it to you. Why? Because I knew you are such a sensitive person. I don't even care if there's a girl who trying to bitchy around me...cause I knew she definitely is a green eyed monster. But surprisingly, the person who is trying to bitchy around with me is 'he'. It's quite peculiar when Adam race hates me.
Last but not least, I will try my best to perpetually update my blog.
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