Saturday, June 22, 2002

guess what?

i am just about to take a nice long stroll to the head office of the internet service provider and personally strangle whoever gets in my way. and believe me, no one, and i mean NO ONE will stop me. why? because i am absolutely certain that they are wanting to do the exact same thing. in fact, would you care to join in?

hello, i paid for a CONNECTION, not permanently hibernating signals!! the way the signals are sent... it is as though they got sloths with falling-sickness to deliver them! =S *whacks table* SERVICE i demand SERVICE!

*affected british accent here pls (or rather, just get kate winslet)* and as a paying customer, i expect to get what i want!

**mmm if any of you pple find this phrase disturbingly familiar, it's taken off from Titanic... the very .. uuh hum... sensual part (or, for some, nauseating) where Rose gets Jack to scribble caricatures of her. okok... draw a portrait of her... mm naked hehehehe and PLUS it isn't my fault that i remember this... it's all my brother's fault. uh and don't get me wrong, he isn't a budding leech, it's just that, he's more interested in watching Titanic sink continuously... with EXTRA LOUD soundtracks*

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