Scan and email me transaction history for the cost of the Birthday and Xmas gift you bought, Levi's Jean and Ralph perfume... you can feel free to throw anything else in if you want to. I'm not accepting your excuse that the money i've put into your coin bottle can't be returned to me because you have no idea how much to return to me. Calculate and return me what is rightfully mine.
Also, we agreed on 2K in Oct. Right now, you are asking for compensation for the Birthday and Xmas gift... Likewise, i am seeking compensation for any transactions made from my DBS ibanking to your POSB account right after Oct. All transactions made to your account after Oct will be compensated seperately from the 2K. Cash that were given to you without any paper evidence are my own loss. I have called DBS and requested for a copy of transaction histories dated from Oct to Dec, compensation will be calculated accordingly.
If he'd labeled his ex girlfriends as Bitches, it's pretty obvious what i'm gonna be labelled as from now on.
BUT... from now on, i have nothing more to do with him, so i can't be bothered either.
Want money for the Birthday and Xmas gifts you bought?
fine with it... so any transaction made to his account after the 2k we agreed on shall be another debt he owe me then.
I'm pretty proud of Dad in fact, cos he was so calm throughout the whole drama. he did not use a single vulgarity the whole time they were on the phone, even Jean was in awe. all he did was keep hounding him for the 2k.
That guy actually thinks that he himself is mature enough to settle this whole problem alone, without any adults being brought in.
C'mon... if he's smart enough, he shouldn't even be asking for me to pay for the gifts he bought. because it struck me that, if that's what he's gonna do, there's more than just a few other evidences i can get my hands on to slap in his face.
yup, bank statements :)
Yes, any CASH given to him without evidence is my loss. that, i admit is plain stupidity.
And i still have some trump cards i've yet to use. but i'll be patient and see if he retreats or come up with another stupid stunt.
How did a break up turn so nasty?
because... i merely wanted my bike and PSP back! i even got a friend to borrow a van so that it'll make things easier. but that guy refuse to even give in a little by going home earlier to pass them to me. he insisted on 5am and nothing else... siao! you think you some fucking big shot ah.
and to think he was the one complaining and saying he don't wanna make a trip down to my place cos of work, cos he'll be wearing a shirt blahblahblah...
like hello, i am already making things easy for you by getting my friend to drive, what else you want?!
Things were pretty okay till he brought up the Levi's Jeans and Ralph Perfume up.
i wonder who was the one trying to get me to go shopping with him at Vivo and telling me to go take a look at the jeans and perfume since i like them.
well... no one forced him at gun point to buy me gifts. if you decide to lavish your gf with gifts, you don't ask them to return the gifts or pay for it when the day comes you two break up.
because the moment you do so, your balls have fallen out of your pants. you're not a man, AT ALL.
even my Dad was loss for words when i told him what my ex boyfriend wants from me. he gave that guy two choices, Items or Money. and yeah... he created all these drama because he's after the money.
He then brought up the line which i'm using that is under his Mum's name. date due for the Jan bill is 6th Feb and he was hounding me on 1st Feb.
trying to be an irritant by saying "well, let's hope you'll pay up. who knows?"
are your toes also laughing at him like mine? this guy is a big joke... seriously. what is $111 compared to 2k? *insert cockiness X 100000* lame piece of shit.
All in all, money reveals a person's true self...
make things nasty for me, i'll do my best to make it a hundred times nastier. try me.
I need sleeping pills tonight. and i hope even Bell's superbincredibuloushorrendouslypoisoned fart wouldn't even be able to wake me up.
she let out a horrible fart that woke both Jean and i up in the middle of the night... you can go imagine how bad it was. i had to walk out and air the room for a while because i sleep right beside her. Beeeeeeytch...
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