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It's my party and I cry if I want to...
Bitched on: Thursday, September 07, 2006
Time: 9/07/2006 11:43:00 PM
Almost everything that can go wrong has gone wrong.
So wrong...
It all started from that day when I had decided to have the party in the first place...
Then, I couldn't book that chalet I wanted; on that day I wanted it to be on.
Even though it was over 2 months before the big day.
So I'm stuck with Friday (Gosh! Its tomorrow!) At @#$ chalet.
You would think I would have learnt my lesson by now and start to plan everything ahead.
But you know me, procastination is my middle name.
So I ordered the food and cake at the last minute too (in fact I ordered the cake this morning itself!). The cake I wanted was sold-out and I had to settle for another alternative.
Sianzzz...
Plus, my Mum invited my aunties (with their grandchildren in tow), so there goes my 'party' party theme that I had initially hoped for.
And to make matters worst, people (I shouldn't bother myself labelling them as 'friends' and so I should start deleting them from my contacts...) have been telling me at the last minute that they can't make it or are still undecided.
Hmmm... I can't fathom how so many last minute things can suddenly 'pop' up. And coincidentally on the day before too.
(My grandma has just been hospitalised but I'm still going ahead with my party... Man, I need to get my priorities right... lol...)
So many freaking SMSes telling me, "Im sori dis sounds so last minute, but I cant make it tmr."
Why?
"I haf somethin on."
Gee. That's useful to know.
My heart actually skips a beat now whenever I hear my phone's message alert.
So I'm turning off my phone tomorrow.
Sigh... I can't be bothered to 'beg' anymore.
Want to come, come.
Don't want to come, DON'T COME.
So there.
And there are those who are still not responsive.
HELLO? Are you dead or alive?
Hell, if I do have leftovers tomorrow (which I predict I would have tonnes), I would offer that to your spirits...
ARGH!!!
I am not going to lie and say that all this does not bother me at all or I'm not bitter about it.
But if you all have known me by now, I am spiteful and can be a total bastard.
So all these people can kiss my behind.
After you are done smooching with my posterior, you can crawl out of my butt crack and do the anatomically impossible and go fornicate yourself.
Blogger's Note:
Blogger wrote this out of frustration and would be feeling guilty by the next day, depending on the success of his 'happening' beach party.
Blogger is not implying that all his friends are like this, in fact, blogger fails to mention that some of his friends are making time from their busy schedule to come to his 'party', even though its on the East-side (Wah! So bloody far!) and its on a Friday (Why Friday night? Why not Saturday?).
Like the Blogger's sister who is faking an MC tomorrow. And all his other friends who are skipping their late night school and CCAs.
So thanks...
Labels: birthday, personal
 
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It's my party and I cry if I want to...
Bitched on: Thursday, September 07, 2006
Time: 9/07/2006 11:43:00 PM
Almost everything that can go wrong has gone wrong.
So wrong...
It all started from that day when I had decided to have the party in the first place...
Then, I couldn't book that chalet I wanted; on that day I wanted it to be on.
Even though it was over 2 months before the big day.
So I'm stuck with Friday (Gosh! Its tomorrow!) At @#$ chalet.
You would think I would have learnt my lesson by now and start to plan everything ahead.
But you know me, procastination is my middle name.
So I ordered the food and cake at the last minute too (in fact I ordered the cake this morning itself!). The cake I wanted was sold-out and I had to settle for another alternative.
Sianzzz...
Plus, my Mum invited my aunties (with their grandchildren in tow), so there goes my 'party' party theme that I had initially hoped for.
And to make matters worst, people (I shouldn't bother myself labelling them as 'friends' and so I should start deleting them from my contacts...) have been telling me at the last minute that they can't make it or are still undecided.
Hmmm... I can't fathom how so many last minute things can suddenly 'pop' up. And coincidentally on the day before too.
(My grandma has just been hospitalised but I'm still going ahead with my party... Man, I need to get my priorities right... lol...)
So many freaking SMSes telling me, "Im sori dis sounds so last minute, but I cant make it tmr."
Why?
"I haf somethin on."
Gee. That's useful to know.
My heart actually skips a beat now whenever I hear my phone's message alert.
So I'm turning off my phone tomorrow.
Sigh... I can't be bothered to 'beg' anymore.
Want to come, come.
Don't want to come, DON'T COME.
So there.
And there are those who are still not responsive.
HELLO? Are you dead or alive?
Hell, if I do have leftovers tomorrow (which I predict I would have tonnes), I would offer that to your spirits...
ARGH!!!
I am not going to lie and say that all this does not bother me at all or I'm not bitter about it.
But if you all have known me by now, I am spiteful and can be a total bastard.
So all these people can kiss my behind.
After you are done smooching with my posterior, you can crawl out of my butt crack and do the anatomically impossible and go fornicate yourself.
Blogger's Note:
Blogger wrote this out of frustration and would be feeling guilty by the next day, depending on the success of his 'happening' beach party.
Blogger is not implying that all his friends are like this, in fact, blogger fails to mention that some of his friends are making time from their busy schedule to come to his 'party', even though its on the East-side (Wah! So bloody far!) and its on a Friday (Why Friday night? Why not Saturday?).
Like the Blogger's sister who is faking an MC tomorrow. And all his other friends who are skipping their late night school and CCAs.
So thanks...
Labels: birthday, personal
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