mr math.
mr math. i am sorry. but this is a formal notification of our separation. yes i know. we have been through many ups and downs. and it all started with 1+1=2.
i am not so sure i can even believe you now when you say that. how do you KNOW 1+1=2? i really cannot trust you anymore. therefore i have decided that we should file for a separation. and maybe in the future, for a divorce.
from that nice start off with your catchy pick up line of 1+1=2, it just went down hill from there. you know it, dont deny it. it took a very dedicated ms chua, the wonderful inspiring teacher of primary 2E of Marymount convent primary school to provide the therapy and councelling sessions to patch up our rocky relationship. and yet, no matter how good it looked after that councelling session, it was really torn apart.remember your mother-in-law abacus? i really hate her. yes im sorry. after 11 years of marriage im finally telling you that i happen to HATE your mother-in-law. i really do.i cant stand her. and now, i cant stand YOU. who gives a damn? you have so many adoring fans after you, yes i know that, but im NOT one of them. i bet you had affairs with a couple of them didnt you? i knew it. especially during that break between primary 6 and secondary one. after giving me the time of my life with an A for my PSLE, you went off gavallanting with some freaking brunette didnt you? i know. ms science. oooo youve always been giving her the googly eyes.
and then wad happens? i go for my own therapy. sec 2, sec 3 and sec 4. all your mistresses. ms yap, mrs chua, ms wong. hopeless. i went for my councelling session. thank god for mei hui. she really helped me pull through. and so it was okay for our decade anniversary. i got A1 in elementary and A2 in additional. BUT you were only there at that time. and now. i have NO idea where you have gone. i really dont. you are giving me trouble and today you made me break down. i hate crying over you. you are SO not worth it.
which now brings me back to my point. i want a separation. and i will get one. just you wait. one day. i will be FREEE of you. you LOUSE. erguh. i HATE you. stoopid stooopid math.
i am not so sure i can even believe you now when you say that. how do you KNOW 1+1=2? i really cannot trust you anymore. therefore i have decided that we should file for a separation. and maybe in the future, for a divorce.
from that nice start off with your catchy pick up line of 1+1=2, it just went down hill from there. you know it, dont deny it. it took a very dedicated ms chua, the wonderful inspiring teacher of primary 2E of Marymount convent primary school to provide the therapy and councelling sessions to patch up our rocky relationship. and yet, no matter how good it looked after that councelling session, it was really torn apart.remember your mother-in-law abacus? i really hate her. yes im sorry. after 11 years of marriage im finally telling you that i happen to HATE your mother-in-law. i really do.i cant stand her. and now, i cant stand YOU. who gives a damn? you have so many adoring fans after you, yes i know that, but im NOT one of them. i bet you had affairs with a couple of them didnt you? i knew it. especially during that break between primary 6 and secondary one. after giving me the time of my life with an A for my PSLE, you went off gavallanting with some freaking brunette didnt you? i know. ms science. oooo youve always been giving her the googly eyes.
and then wad happens? i go for my own therapy. sec 2, sec 3 and sec 4. all your mistresses. ms yap, mrs chua, ms wong. hopeless. i went for my councelling session. thank god for mei hui. she really helped me pull through. and so it was okay for our decade anniversary. i got A1 in elementary and A2 in additional. BUT you were only there at that time. and now. i have NO idea where you have gone. i really dont. you are giving me trouble and today you made me break down. i hate crying over you. you are SO not worth it.
which now brings me back to my point. i want a separation. and i will get one. just you wait. one day. i will be FREEE of you. you LOUSE. erguh. i HATE you. stoopid stooopid math.
wrenched out from douGH at 9:52 pm
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