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I Have No Title For What I’m About To Say

P/S: This was posted MONTHS ago, but for some reason after all the transfer in my blog, it went to drafts. O.o So I’m re-publishing it.

Because I am seriously and honestly speechless about the topic in which I will be blogging about today.

If I had thought that nothing could surprise me anymore about the topic in which this blog is to be about, I have been proved very, very, VERY wrong today.

Because, I’m sorry; I never knew being punctual was such a bad thing.  :roll:

And… I remember very clearly I happen to have already informed you beforehand about my apparent *ahem* ‘disability‘, BEFORE you chose to place me. ==  Because honey, I hadn’t wanted you to doubt my abilities, so I had warned you beforehand. But you said all was good, and that I probably just need time to get used to it.

Well apparently you hadn’t mentioned there was a freaking time frame. It’s not like I’m still being a doofus and not catching up on things. I AM. Just albeit slowly.

 

All I can say is, thank God I wasn’t sitting anywhere near you, otherwise you could have heard me snicker a little too loudly for whispering standards, because..- oh wait, did I get you butthurt for a moment there? Honestly, you have no idea how hard I’m trying not to be sarcastic here because DAMMIT, you’re just THAT blind!  omg

And for you to literally insult and humiliate me publicly like that… I am seriously at a loss for words. So I guess I can grant you the satisfaction of knowing that I have NEVER, in my life, been humiliated to that point.

Seriously. Words fail me at the moment.

I admit I was hurt at my apparent ‘friends’ ‘support’ of my case.

Only one ever kept quiet and not answered when prompted to ‘verbally abuse’ me. So you know who you are, that one. Thank you. I appreciate it more than you know.

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