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hi,
how entirely cheesed off u feel when the sum1 u care for doesnt care abt u a bitttt????
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Floo said…
Very... Very... VERY cheesed off.
I cry.
Mon Jun 18, 03:55:00 PM
jummy bear said…
i'm sure it's a guy!!!!!
ok fine, not funny. sorry.

what's up? who's churing you to cheese?
ok fine so i have a lame sense of humor! shoot me!
Mon Jun 18, 09:21:00 PM
jummy bear said…
jaanu you just got back from the vacation from heaven...how can you be low???
Mon Jun 18, 09:22:00 PM
Anonymous said…
Never jump into conclusions based on few acts
Tue Jun 19, 11:38:00 AM
jummy bear said…
does anon know something we don't?

haainnn?
Tue Jun 19, 04:45:00 PM
Anonymous said…
WE??
Tue Jun 19, 05:54:00 PM
Must ® said…
"But one can't just simply change one's emotions..."
Tue Jun 19, 05:57:00 PM
Must ® said…
There are two possible (re)actions if someone did something wrong:

* fight back, or
* lean back and tolerate it.

In both cases, being upset doesn't help a bit. A clouded mind only makes it more difficult to fight back and it makes it much harder to tolerate whatever was happening 'to' oneself.
Tue Jun 19, 06:02:00 PM
jummy bear said…
anon @5:54 PM, June 19, 2007:
"WE" being the non-anon bloggers!
Tue Jun 19, 09:38:00 PM
Karachiite said…
OMG!!!!!!!

floo: same here..
anon: aah, y dint u leave a name behind, if not a link???

jummy: how could anon know anything, when i dont even know who in this wide world anon is..

oh, n btw, its not always guys who make girls cheesed off :P :p

must: u said it ryte..but there is no way not to get upset.. i try not to, but i end up getting upset.
Tue Jun 19, 11:38:00 PM
Anonymous said…
whats the point leavg a name or a link behind when u can convey your msg
lolz
Fri Jun 22, 11:37:00 AM
Must ® said…
Solution for not getting upset:

1.Think about what they have said and dont take it to heart.

2.Forget about it.

3.Ignore it or ask for a apology as soon as possible.
Sat Jun 23, 12:19:00 PM
Anonymous said…
kidhar ho?
Sun Jul 15, 06:40:00 PM
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