1. The Oh My God I hate that person so much and every syllable she utters and everything she does is an unforgivable insult to me so I am writing on this blog to express my feelings of hate to the public category.
This is how their blogs will sound like:
I mean I HATE MAY ZHEE. I hate her so much! hate hate hate!!!!
I knew she just loved me for my money. *sob...loved me...she loved me before...AHEM* She knew my father owned the biggest roti factory in Malaysia so she thought that by being with me, I will buy her lots and lots of stuff! She is WRONG!
I only bought her a Lamborghini, swimming pool, torch light, hippotamus, a piece of area on the moon, Cartier jewellery, around 10 LV bags and that's all.
Oh yeah, still got that time Christmas...and Valentine's....and Deepavali...
Never mind. As long as I don't exceed the million dollar mark, it's little. But what did she do?? SHE DUMPED ME. And this is her stupid excuse:
'I can't be with you because you have an ugly name. WHY DID SHE DO THAT TO ME????????? Oh no my brother is coming again.
I know she didn't leave me because of my name, which is beautiful by the way, it's because of that STUPID PRAWN FACTORY OWNER'S SON! He must have courted her!! Stupid prawn son. My bread is so much better than your chao prawn.
See for yourself: I Hate May Zhee
2. The Oh God I love her so much and I can't go on for another agonizing hour if I can't see her. She is the very air I breathe and I miss her so much so I am typing emo stuff on this blog highlighting her name every chance i get hoping that she would come across it and realize she loves me to while cleverly not revealing my name because I am such a coward category
This is how their blogs will sound like:Entry 1:
I've been living that routine lifestyle for about 2-3 weeks, the reason is cause I stopped SMSing Kay Lee and I blocked her on MSN. I'm not sure why I did it but I find myself missing her even more and feeling awfully empty. And I'm just finding the right time to unblock her and SMS her again.
Entry 2:
When I'm dead and gone, you'll find out the secret, crazy things I've done. It's another Saturday, tonight I'll see Kay Lee and she won't see me, I won't even see her, it'll be me catching a glimpse of her. And then it's back to another hectic week.
Entry 3:
Sometimes I look in the mirror and see a stranger, sometimes I look at her picture and see another stranger. As I slowly start to lose sense of who I am, my life is no longer my own.
See for yourself: The Trials and Tribulations of Being Irrecoverably Jaded
3. The plain weird category
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See for yourself: triggerdreams
Something tells me I'll be making a lot of enemies with this blog.
