The Bitch in Me

I'm exhausted from being angry. I never did like being mad. I cringed at confrontations and refused to argue or debate - that was my nature. Until now. Well, when the offense is made against my friend or family member, that's where the bitch in me comes alive. I don't want to be mad because I can be really mean, the "alias" factor, my wish of being a secret agent surfaced again. I really plan my mode of attack. Yes, it's freaking me out too.

I don't want to go to full details because that will kill the mystery (hehe). The first incident was too easy. A guy was bothering my friend to the point of stalking. What I did was really low ( I know) but it had to be done. I simply mass mailed his friends and relatives, all those found in his forwarded messages and told what he has been doing to her for the past weeks. and then my soul sister sent the same message to all of his officemates' email addresses. and he finally backed off. what's weird is that this guy couldn't imagine me being the mastermind of it all.

the second one is much more complicated. I was able to say to her face she's below pond scum (of course that wasn't exactly what i said but you get the point huh?!). She's filth. If this is the season for break ups of not meant to be relationships, then well, let's celebrate!

p.s. people are starting to get scared of me. there was a door incident too. my sister and pamangkins got trapped in the room with the broken lock and I kicked the door until it collapsed. I had Extra Joss that day. My sister said I was crazy, should have just broken the door handle. But it took a long time and I had no tools. Kicking the door was easier and made my wish come true (it's the police, open the door!)Now people call me Tadyak Queen.

So moral of the story..always have a hammer in the house. or don't take Extra Joss when not needed.