(Hay sa wakas! Summer na! Yesss! After all the internet-less and TV-less days I sacrificed, it feels really gooooood to unwind and relax. I love it!)

Yesterday, before the Chinese Periodical Test, I had a major run-in with ... let's just call him "Groucho" (as in Groucho Marx, part of the Marx Brothers). Anyway, I made a blind item about him and his significant other. Well, I really despise their union since the girl is a boy-chaser (that's the mildest term I'd ever use on her) and the guy is a player. Both express their so-called "undying love" for each other. You know what, they're just plain fooling around. So I made this blind item, right? I sent it to some of my classmates (who also expressed nausea because of the odd couple), including Groucho. And ya know what he said? "If I found out that it's got something to do with *beeeeeeeeeep* and me, I'm not gonna forgive you easily" Whoa!? Talk about threat! Jeeez. He sooo pathetic. Why can't he pry his eyes open and see what he's done to himself?! Gawwwwwwwwwwd. What a loserrr. A major one at that.

He just kept sending me messages like "Make sure it isn't *beeeeep*". I was like "Are you listening to yourself?! It's a blind item! I didn't even reveal who those people are! Are you saying that it's about you? HEL-LO?! Wake up! You're the one making all those statements, not me. Jeez, man. You're like pilit ng pilit na kayo yun when in fact, I haven't mentioned their names. GET REAL."

Anyway, he said that blind items hurt people. And I was like, "Yeah it's hurtful if you yourself approve the fact that it's you. I'm just spilling the details, but you're the one casting the characters. Do you get me?! And besides, if you're so overreactive, that should mean you're accepting the truth, right?"

Gawd. What an idiot.

And for a guy, he's such a drama queen.