Regarding Bath, I highly recommend this place. It’s small, exceptionally beautiful, a wee bit expensive, posh, and oh, did I mention beautiful? The city has Jane Austen Centre (like a little museum), and provides Jane Austen tour as well. I have been there for a few times and always would like to go back again!

Oh, and how was Bath? I’m curious because Jane Austen kept mentioning them. And I heard there’s even a Jane Austen festival there, where the people dress like Austen’s character.

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Devi: nope, this is a different one. Similar though

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Rima: You can be scary sometimes, you know! You have such a wonderful radar to detect abnormal people. I will listen to you the next time, I was so gullible sometimes! I agree that negativity can rub you on, so I am glad that she has removed herself from my list so I don’t have to read her constant nag and complaints about the sun, memory card, or whatever.

Therry: Gosh, I have forgotten about the ugly baby thing until you mentioned again here. Yes, that’s another example of her nasty remarks towards others. Telling that her friend’s baby ugly is nasty enough, posting it to have us said yes, is another level of nastiness. If she could do this to someone who can’t even walk, talk and defend himself, no wonder she comfortably said things like that about me, you, or God knows who else.

1. Her negative comments about everything – her life, the weather, her boyfriend, the mailman, her friends, her birds (well, now I guess she is officially the crazy lady with the birds).

2. Her ways of BADMOUTHING people she DIDN’T even know PERSONALLY. I noticed that this habit of hers had become more frequent and much more intense – up to a point where she posted something on Plurk.com about some couple’s new born baby who she thought was fugly and she dared to share the picture to the whole world. What did that baby have against her? Nothing. Babies can’t speak, let alone defend themselves when being badmouthed by a 30-year old miserable woman who should’ve picked a fight with people of her own age.

3. Her ways of BADMOUTHING her OWN FRIENDS. Doesn’t this make you shudder? If she did that on a regular basis, can you imagine what she’d say about you behind your backs?

4. Her ways of BADMOUTHING MY FRIENDS. Yes, she sent a private message to me saying that my friend was slow in thinking. What did my friend have against this woman? Nothing. But yet… she managed to badmouth someone whom she didn’t even know that well.

5. Her mental, up-to-a-point-where-it-become-obsessive ways of stalking a stranger’s blog, mostly teenagers who were still learning how to write in English, and the fact that she, AGAIN, badmouthed this stranger saying how this teenager’s writing sucked and as if that wasn’t enough, she wanted to tell the whole world to gang up and badmouth this poor teenager as well. For God’s sake woman, if you want to criticise someone’s writing, criticise someone from your own age, with the same level of writing, instead of a teenager who was CLEARLY still finding her true identity. Shit, when I was a teenager I couldn’t even speak English!

6. Her self-proclaimed pride in calling herself THE writer. Who the hell does that? you don’t get a title just because you claim it yourself. A Diva isn’t called a Diva because she claims herself as one. You need to earn it, not just claim it and yet has no actual proof that you are indeed one. And working in Jakarta Post for 3 years but yet blogs with too many “LOLs” and *grins*” doesn’t really make you sound like you are indeed, THE writer, does it? Even those who write to JP regularly don’t get all too proud and claiming here and there, saying they are THE writer, so why should this woman?

7. Her instant jealousy to those who are more fortunate than her. As you can see from Anita’s post above, I have no idea what this woman has against her. Maybe this woman was pissed off because Anita had caught her not knowing the difference between butter and margarine (and yet she still defended herself by saying that in the country where she was staying, butter and margarine had the same name. Yep, right. Whatever you say, madam writer.)

8. Her COMPLAINS. I can’t stand complainers. No one can. And this woman complain. A LOT. If there was someone who should complain about pretty much everything in her life, that someone should be me – I was unemployed, I was barely surviving with the money that I got from my freelance job, the Election in Indonesia was driving me nuts, and watching local televisions just made me feel all depressed. But rest assured I didn’t complain every hour on the hour about my life as much as she did. I was depressed yes, but I kept trying to get better. What did this woman do? Nothing. She just sat there and blame the world for not being good to her. She blamed pretty much EVERYTHING ELSE except herself.

So, I hope when she reads this, she will do a little self-searching, because soon enough, the remaining friends she has will be fed up with her as well, and she will have no one left except her pathetic, pushover-lover boyfriend and her birds.

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You seem like a person who helps those she can, and for that, I would be your friend.
As for the bitter one?
I, too, have a bitter person who seems to feel that it is proper to strike out at me whenever he can
And the funny part?
I made only $350 last year while he easily makes that much every two days.
HA!
Money is nothing!
Being true is EVERYTHING!
That’s what makes a ‘True Blue Friend’, yes?
(and, holy cats! Did you see the blue at Therry’s?! WOW!)

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