Hello all who reads this space,
this space is actually my personal domain: http://www.nicoooooole.blogspot.com/ I have the rights to type whatever i feel like typing here, with no obligations or restrictions.
Definition from http://www.wikipedia.com/:
Personal blogs
The personal blog, an on-going diary or commentary by an individual, is the traditional, most common blog. Personal bloggers usually take pride in their blog posts, even if their blog is never read by anyone but them. Blogs often become more than a way to just communicate; they become a way to reflect on life or works of art. Blogging can have a sentimental quality. Few personal blogs rise to fame and the mainstream, but some personal blogs quickly garner an extensive following.
The above shows the definition of a personal blog. If i should have readers who DO NOT understand the above paragraph, then i should think that you are not of the same calibre, and should not even be reading this space.
I have a few readers who, by right, should be closer to me, say RELATIVES. These people, i must say, are fucking nosey. I would first, like to emphasize that this space is my blog, and i can and will type anything i feel and want to here. You have NO RIGHTS, to comment, or to criticize. Next, I'd want to defend myself by saying that i know shit about whatever happens to my cousins' relationship with their partners, and have absolutely no fucking wish to know any fucking thing that's related to them, or THEIR PARENTS. Solely because i have never liked them ever since I started to know what is right and what is wrong. I'm not even paranoid that if they should read this entry, i might get into trouble, cos i simply don't fucking care.
You know, you can nag at me when you see me, lecture me for whatever shit, I DON'T GIVE TWO HOOTS, but what the fuck? You have problems with my blog as well? Fuck no. Respect, i gave due to you. But this, fuck you, no way.
Oh yes, not to mention, I can type anything here. My aunts suck to the fucking core. I have had sex with a million other men. Joey is fat and ugly. My uncle is crazy. I hate my mother's sister. My mother's brother's wife has aids. My cousin is mentally retarded. Benedict is gay. My cousin's girlfriend is ugly and unreasonable and spoilt. Practically everyone on that side on my family is stupid and stupid. I am clever and highly sociable and sexy and hot. My father is going to be the richest man in the entire globe in 3 days time.
Who gives a fuck about Benjamin and Cathy anyway, I've never liked them in the first place. Besides, I have better things to do. HURHUR. What a joke.
XOXO,
Nicole.
I hate these people who put words into my mouth. Please, have some brains before you try to assume. Wtf is wrong with you people, I hate you all, so i dont attend Saturday masses. And super amazingly, yall still can find faults with me. Whoa, yall fucking power, i have to bow to yall. Knnbccb. Fuck you lah. Everyday talk about praying to God, talk about being close to God and close to church. But the mouths yall have, fucking deadly, on par with Satan's. Go to hell lah ccb.
Oh yes, must be Joey who announced my blog to the whole wide world. Fuck you too, maybe that's why there is absolutely no reasons why i should like anyone of them from that side of the family. They all suck equally, like communism, suck cock.
Forgive me for being so vulgar, it's really something that i need not tolerate. Fucking pissful.
P.S oh yes, i forgot to add on. I am solely independent of you people, i wont die without you people, i don't need you, i don't wish to be associated with people like you. I do not depend on you for anything, and refuse to allow myself to accept any help from you. Moreover, i am more than elated to be detached from you. You have the rights to voice out your comments, like ALWAYS, but i will not be obligated to listen to whatever my mother will have to say after you complained to her.
From hereon, you shall just be my relatives in name, i have no obligations to treat you any nicer than i already am, and will not be committed be your relative.
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