To Amanda :
I don't care or i don't know if you are reading this or not.
I just want to blog about my feelings kays.
I know/think after reading this, you'll be pissed.
But please, if you're pissed, i'm more pissed kays.
Who's birthday is it now? It's ME kays.
ME. FELICIA LOH.
I know, i not duapai. My birthday you don't care so much.
All you do is care about MTKS.
So? You think a birthday girl like is it?
You may think : " Wtfs? Her birthday she big mehs? "
I can tell you it's not.
But who wants a sad, unhappy birthday?
During your birthday, i thought of your feelings.
& I gave you a Happy Birthday message.
You said a thankyou, but i'm happy.
At least, you said a Thankyou.
We quarrelled because of a stupid guy.
Everyone think that it's not worthed, but you, don't care so much isn't it?
Yea, it's my fault. MY FAULT. EVERYTHING'S MY FAULT.
I'M BLAMING MYSELF.
YOU'RE ALWAYS RIGHT. I'M SENSITIVE.
I'M A BITCH. I'M A SLUT.
You happy now anot i ask you.
You want slap slap laas.
I've enough of it already.
SERIOUSLY ENOUGH.
WHY ON EARTH YOU MUST BE SO SENSITIVE?!
I just can't understand you.
I SERIOUSLY, CAN'T.
At first, i thought you gave me a good comment.
A Comment Wishing Me Happy Birthday.
Who knows it's a damn fucking comment?
I SHALL PUT THAT COMMENT OUT.
BECAUSE MY CONSCIENCE IS CLEAR PLEASE.
Don't make it sound like you were always right.
You think i'm happy is it? IS IT?
Imagine me or other people making you cry on your birthday.
YOU LIKE IT ANOT I ASK YOU. Damn you manzxz.
& RETURN MY FRIENDS ( CHELLA & QINKAI ) MONEY FIRST.
EACH $50 DOLLARS HORS.
YOU BETTER RETURN FIRST.
Don't ge siao go forget, thankyou very much.
You want hit or slap me your problem already.
I DON'T GIVE A FUCKING PROBLEM TO YOU MANZXZ.
& In your blog, you say you think we shouldn't be friends in the first place.
TELL YOU. YOU THINK I LIKE TO MAKE FRIENDS WITH YOU ARHS?
This kinda of friends i rather don't want.
Seriously. I mean, you're mean. We each other don't care.
You read my blog, you're pissed, your problem.
Read & get out. I don't want to see you anymore. Bye.

A POEM FOR YOU MY DEAR GIRL :
Amanda the panda,
was sitting in a tree.
Watching that merson,
so damn closely.

A girl came and said hi to him,
and amanda starts to shake.
She's so scared he will fall for her,
so she becomes so fake.
She shouts real loud,
i love you baby.
Dhen message the girl,
to BACK OFF HE'S MINE.
So two-faced, make me vomit!

} SORRY FOR BEING SO MEAN. BUT YOU'VE HURT ME THOROUGHLY.
P.S. I HATE YOU. DAMN YOU.