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Sunday, September 25, 2005

i dont understand

how some people apparently derive joy out of manipulating others. is twirling people round her little finger a very fun thing to do? and the saddest part of it is that she makes herself look like the victim at the end of it all. sometimes, i really feel like saying "You deserve it!" in her face whenever her actions bring about nasty consequences. she has yet to learn her lessons and somehow i dont think she ever will in this lifetime.

i feel sorry for the people who have been/are manipulated by her. i guess we all see what we want to. because her actions are so glaringly obvious.

i'll never want to live her life. in my world, things are very clear cut. be nice to those you like and civil to those you dont. what the need for manipulation?

anw, to someone who i know lurks around and read this blog: you owe me big time and i hope you feel guilty for what you have done! :p

Posted at 9:32 PM