Okay... about the previous post. I WAS SO WRONG. He still doesn't get it. Hey, listen. I DON'T WANNA GO OUT WITH YOU. I DON'T WANNA HV A RELATIONSHIP WITH YOU. STOP ASKING ME OUT. STOP BUGGING ME. I HATE IT. DON'T YOU EVER GIVE UP?

What he smsed me this morning got me speechless, in a state of 'what-the-hell'. After turning him down (AGAIN), he smsed me this...

Him: Ok. Just curious to know being a Sunday, as there is no bus 94, how you come to work? You tell me your method see whether it is more effective than my method.

Me: *wish i could bang me head on the wall continously*

Are you kidding me? What the hell man. This is ridiculous. What freakin difference does it make whether your method is more effective than mine?! I don't give a f**kin care about your stupid method ok. I'm comfortable with how I get to work. What rubbish man. Are we in some kind of a game show tt I don't know about?

Oh! Oh! Maybe we're on the 'Who Wants To Be A Millionaire for having the Most Effective Method to Reach ST Aerospace when there is no 94 on Sunday' ah? &^%%@$&#. What an arse. I officially declare you as bloody mad. I don't know if you're an idiot or a moron.

What? You're trying to prove to me tt you're gd at gettin ard the whole of Singapore just bcos you've worked with SBS before? Yah, you're really sick in the head. Needless to say, after sighing out loud in the MRT, I didn't reply at all. And never will.

Even Bi labelled me as the Freak Magnet. I pity myself. But hey, as compared to the guys tt I've mentioned before, THIS ONE is the only real freak. Psycho.




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