Surat cinta buat Andy

(whoa, sounds like a telemovie title huh?)

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Dear Andy,

I've never called you Andy because we were just friends back then. I realised that you are more than that nowadays, and you deserve a better acknowledgement. Today is neither your birthday, nor mine, but I would like to send my warmest invitation to you, and hope you will attend a very special occasion organised by your ex-es. Your presence, Andy, will surely make a huge difference, and will hopefully add more colours and spices to the already exciting event.

Years ago, I was merely an assistant who was given the task to teach you the little things that I know about the craft that became the bridge for our relationship yesterday and today. It was a challenging task as you were among the late-bloomers, I doubt you've bloomed or will ever bloom into a beautiful flower. I used to tell you that you have strong legs, solid hands and good posture to encourage you because I sensed that your interest and performance were going down the drain by day due to your inability to learn the craft as quickly as the other kids, and you rarely were able to execute graceful movements.

Andy, I might not have been a good teacher to you, but all the other kids love me, I guess there must be something wrong somewhere inside your head and heart. Or perhaps, it's because of your age, and your unsuitability to learn such craft. It's funny when you told us about how you used to box like a real boxer, but when you're asked to do some shadow and sandbag training, you failed to impress any of the younger kids, let alone your teacher and the assistants.

I never had any grudge against you, although I dislike the way you boss people around you, and the times when you tried to teach me and KL on how to handle our sessions. However, when you started to sell your lies against us to our teachers, you had officially crossed the border. I now know how much you actually love hating us.

Are you happy now that the person who helped you to move forward in this particular craft, is being punished for some silly truths that he/she has the guts to say out loud? Are you happy that you've finally managed to smear our name...well, frankly, Andy, we couldn't be bothered with your childish, immature attitude. Although you tried so hard to convince people not to accept us, and to cause many a problem to us, you have failed, and believe me you're a big time loser! I accepted the punishment because I have high respect for my seniors, and my teachers and because I love the craft.

Andy, this is an invitation for you, a chance to prove your worth, if you're worth it lah. If you have some self-respect left in you, come and accept my invitation, and we shall let the decision be made within the square ring. I assure you it will be a fair bout, as I shall consider it to be a handicap duel due to your age that doesn't match your childish behaviour and thinking.

I'll be ready when ever you are, and I'll be waiting for you even if it takes forever (as you're well known for being a c******). I am so madly in love with hatred against you.


With lots of love (for myself and other people, not including you)

your-best'est'-enemy-your-worst-nightmare

(Andy don't wet your pants, ok!)

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If you chance upon my blog...shows that you have tons of black clouds over your head, and tons of golden luck on my side of the field ^__^. Btw, she hates you too! In fact, everybody feels the same about you!