I'm so disgusted and pissed right now I just want to scream like a bad actress being slashed by a killer.
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SIM WEILONG aka Jack-ASS, the ripper - It's bad enough we all have to put up with your unabashed boot-licking in class and the fact that you're by nature the most annoying and conniving creature I've ever came across but to plagiarise? I never thought you were that low down. You're not even worth the dirt beneath my feet. Well, I suppose since you have the cheek to rip off my blog, you can withstand the humiliation that comes along with it. The ugly truth always prevails.
Stop 'drawing inspiration' (as yours truly will so kindly put it) from my entries. It's not my problem that your brain packed for vacation.
'Blog ripping' is so passe. I thought we'd have outgrown it and left that horrible habit for the 13 year old(s) still searching for their own identities.
To think he vehemently denied when I confronted him. What was it he said? ''I don't know what you're talking about. I don't even know your blog's link." Oh, so it was pure coincidence you share the same vocabulary bank as I do, pure coincidence you share the same thoughts as I do, pure coincidence you phrase your words the exact same way I do, pure coincidence when you too, had 4 birthday celebrations and a HOMEMADE birthday cake and PURE COINCIDENCE again when you published at least 8 entries with contents from MY blog.
Pure coincidence is when you breathe the same air as I do, trip and roll down the longest flight of stairs ever, spilling your oily guts on the way down. That, is pure coincidence.
After rounds of gruelling interrogation only did he fess up to 'borrowing' my words. ROUNDSSS.
"I don't know what you would do", was the sad excuse for denying it the first couple of times I asked. EXCUSE ME? I stand at 1.56 m, weighs 55 kg whereas you TOWER over me and weighs FIVE times what I weigh. WHAT. ON. THIS. FREAKING. MELTING. EARTH. CAN. I. DO. TO. YOU?!
"I'm a coward", he said.
HELLO, I didn't ask for your middle name. Is that little name-calling suppose to appease me? I wouldn't even bat an eyeleash if you grovel at my feet with the word 'COWARD' splashed across your fat face.
When asked why he had to rip off and with such little tact (I mean, rip off WORD-FOR-WORD?!), he replied, "You expressed whatever I felt so I don't see the need to edit it. And it's my personal blog, I don't see what's wrong with it." WHAT'S WRONG?! How dare you stand there shaking your head as your freaking double chin wobble and threaten to bitch-slap your shoulders and ask me WHAT IS WRONGGG?!? Someone please tell me what is NOT wrong. Throughout primary school education we've been taught to 'express in our own words' for English comprehension. And as far as I can remember, ANY document or work carrying your name is equivalent to a warrant that the work is original and your own.
If there's nothing wrong with what you did (and still doing), does that mean that I can pick up a book and upon deciding that I like it because it 'inspires' me; I can rip it off, slap on a new title like, 'CHICKEN SOUP FOR THE FUCKING RIPPER SOUL' then publish it under MY name and call it MINE?
Before I end off, WHY delete all my beautiful tags, Weilong? Afraid people will know of your dirty little secret? Sorry, I'm not good at keeping 'em.
THERE! Another new entry.
Go on, rip it Weilong! This entry surely speaks volumes about YOU. (:
Labels: This deserves a WOW.
