`Be cheerful and smile!

Gosh. I seriously need to vent this somewhere. I have to get it off my brain. *gulps*

On Thursday, I was happily checking my auto-answering machine until I received a message from a stranger, telephone no. 98875048 And yes, it's a GUY.
And so the message goes: "Hi, Shelley, *these words are not audible due to the over-excessive background noises*. I have a-"
And the message gets cuts off.

Yeppp. The freaky thing is that another stranger, no doubt a GUY again, called me just now. Well, apparently , he was informing me that someone wrote all my info and some bad stuff about me on the bus 112. And he was asking me if i was working or such. And kept requesting for my age.

Mmnnnnnm. What could that mean?

1) He's an really perverted freak trying to trick me into some stupid schemes.
2) He's a really nice guy and really sincerely wants to inform me that some idiots were slandering me.

Yes yes. There's some more reasons but can't be bothered to blog em' down. Anyway, I'm still wondering if the person who left the message at my answerning machine is the one who called.

So yeah. Maybe after some consideration or two, I might just decide to call the police and well, let them deal with it.

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I'm like really stressed now but I can't say the *f word. Hurrmp!
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Ever wondered why? W-E-L-L, the school will print my blogsite out and show it to the whole world!
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And also this is supposed to be meant for folks of all ages.
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Oh yeah manns.
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Oh yes. Another good thing to patch up the bad thing. I managed to get in for SYF! Cheer for me peeps! :)

Congrats Mommy, strike another wish off your dear wishlist! x)

Celine: Yeeps budd! Told ya you'll get in!

Lil' dear ews: Wheeeee! Alto 2 roxs for life. :) See, told you ya'll get in. My predictions are absolutely accurate! *Floor says: Yeah yeah. Shoot a bullseye to prove it*

Gavel Club! :)
Kudos to Toastmasters International.