To his friends: thanks for reading

To his frens & to my classmates of NP: thanks for reading. thanks for telling him my bad and thanks for telling him i’m using him. =) i feel so good now.. lol.. i wish i could manipulate everyone with my words just like i manipulate him. =) i’m not good with words but then, i know all his friends is watching to see me fall so they can laugh loud into my face. i know he will too. look, he’s right. i love money. and i love it alot. hahaha. to me, money is god. just like everyone say i need duckie in order to survive. in order to prove myself. i’m going to break up with him. i don’t know wat’s wrong with me. but i know i’m sick and tired of crying each time i read his diary and read what he wrote abt me. well, that’s true. hahaha, but look, i’m not trying hard to gain ppl’s pity on me.. i hate to study.. i wanna earn big bucks.. and spend all those money i earn on MYSELF. =) in tis way, NO ONE will ever say i NEED a GUY to survive. =) and i hate him for throwing my booboo & co away. =(

p.s. i’m not sad.