Indeed, indeed. And I could say the same thing back to you, Mr.

In secondary school, Ching Lam, like everyone else, called me ** (Haha, you guys know what.) I really didn't mind, but somehow, when I said that her hair looked like _____ (Again, you guys know what) she got really furious. And because of the unfairness of it all, I bawled my eyes out on the staircase of the new block on Level 2.

And don't worry Chingy, I didn't become psychopathic, and suddenly get angry over that matter. It doesn't have anything to do with you.

It scares me to know that certain people who laugh and joke on the outside, and tease & make fun of you, could actually do all that, but on the inside, they may be thinking another thing entirely. Remember the Grace incident, girls? That's what I'm talking about. I swore never to commit such a grave mistake again.

Now it seems as if God has sent me another reminder. Thank you.

Something Angelo said to the Provost in Measure for Measure, and that I clearly, clearly remember. He told the Provost that if he wasn't going to follow his orders, and arrange Claudio's execution, then the Provost could jolly well turn in his badge and quit his job right then. Right next to that line, there was a note, "If you can't take the heat, get out of the kitchen." Of course, it doesn't entirely apply to every situation, but in this case, it does. We do unto others, what others do unto us. I'm just disappointed that he does not treat me as a friend, the way I do, him.

So to him. If you don't want me to say such things... then YOU don't say such things to me. Because then, I'd take it as we were close & can talk, banter about anything.

I won't say I'm not entirely blameless. But I am not unreasonable. If that's the way you want it, then I shall accomodate you.

I am Melissa, and nothing is ever going to change that.