when b laughs at my lousy english and keeps correcting me.
sometimes i just wanna show him other girls words and say.
'LOOK AT THEM INSTEAD'
i know i know, we gotta compare ourselves to the better ones instead.
but honestly, do i have to spell check, vocab check, grammar check everything?
THEN IT'S NOT EILEEN'S LANGUAGE ANYMORE!
hahaha excuses i know, but yeah.....
oh wells.
at least i know after 'to' it's present tense.
and how to differentiate then from than.
or when to put 'S' behind whatever shit word.
HAHAHA.
there are girls out there who can't ok.
and their mandarin suck.
AT LEAST ME CHINESE ROCKS.
i know its mandarin la, but i love saying chinese.
hahaha.
OK IM JUST ANNOYED.
BY THE BITCHES WITH POOR COMMAND OF ENGLISH AND HATE ME.
meh.
SMLJ drew me this.
to catch my bad dreams away.
spider web with feathers?
hmm, seems legit.
hahaha.
thank you babygirl.
awesome boss gave me permission to knock off at 8!!!!!
can you believe it.
I AM SOOOOOO TOUCHED.
shi happy de.
sometimes, the truth hurts people.
i'm so proud of myself that i learnt to be a better person.
that i learnt that being disliked is no big deal.
that being misunderstood is no big deal.
i'm just wondering, how long can he hold this facade further.
(i deleted this whole paragraph because i see no point in making things too obvious as delusional people will just be more delusion-ed)
i need a condom for your constant mindfuck.
i can't thank smlj enough for creating this line.
that said, i'm glad someone bothered standing by me.
listening to me complain and whine.
i'm always prepared for the worst, and i literally have no expectations.
and that means i'm easily surprised, and elated when good things happen.
really, like why. why so sweet.
to the extent that i'm just, wondering if you're even real sometimes.
it's just too good to be true.
i don't think i deserve it.
MEH
*ps i actually found 5 grammatical errors in my whole blog entry, and im too lazy to change them.
HAHAHAHAH.
have fun sourcing them out, english pros.
THERE MIGHT JUST BE MORE THAN 5.
damn, why are you even reading?!
isn't it a chore?
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