I have never been a vulgar kid. I was very much an *angel*, and clean and innocent. Okay, I can hear all of you puking in the background. But I am serious, I hardly scolded foul words in MGS, not even s***, let alone F***. Case in point, when my friend (a certain Ms T Wong) was going to scold F*** in class in sec 2, and then she saw me, and the word that came out of her mouth was FISH instead. And you were definitely certain that that was not what she was going to say. But yeah, it shows how much of a good influence I was :)
In the past week or so, I probably have never been more vulgar, ever since Sunday. F*** probably every other hour. Triggered by either one thing or another, whether intentional or not. Everything bad will have a F*** or a F***ing, or other assorted varieties. It is really really bad. I think. I really don't like it myself, but I am going to let myself go until I have everything under control again, cuz this seems like the only way that I could let off some steam without affecting someone else. Yes, foul language is definitely noise pollution which affects the well-being of others, but it doesn't physically/emotionally affect other people, unless of course, you piss me off totally, in that case, please stand still on the firing line.
Anyway, I am going to start a F*** count. Just to see how vulgar I can get.
F*** count so far: 3. (That's nothing compared to Monday to Wednesday, probably because I had no outside contact so far)
The snow is finally starting to settle. And it looks like it might snow the entire night till tomorrow noon. Let's hope it stays that way. I am alone right now, not in a mood to go out. Please keep the snow long enough so that I can have my snow fight. It've been a while since I have one.
And all vulgarities on this blog will be *Beeped*. While whatever that come out of my mouth may be foul, I am going to keep this blog at a rated G level, so that all ages, everyone young and old, innocent or corrupted may enjoy it. :)
