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Monday, July 17, 2006

fuckers exist, life goes on,

Before I do continue, I need to get my SOP done :
" damn YOU fucker, DAMN YOU! fucking arroganter Bastard. please simply fuck off and die, mother fucker, DIE! "


OK, with that out, I can finally rant without choking my fingers on typing too much vulgarites.
I got teamed with Chris (yes the same fucker you met a few entries ago), AND the situation was even worse with me being 30 mins late. Naturally when you're late, you would take some time to settle in and blend into the team's pace yes? WELL this fucker over here was throwing pails and pails of ice water on me :

Me : Eh what's going on huh? Can someone explain the situation and tell me what to do?

Chris : Aiya Crystal, you this type of brain tell you also no point la.

Me : So how do you fucking expect me to do my stuff?

June/Fazillah : Eh cool it man, we're actually doing ...(blah blah blah)...


This is only ROUND 1. (there will be more infuriating moments)

I tried to brush it aside and told myself that, "Hey, maybe I should just ignore him and try to OMMMM (palms together) for the rest of the day and maybe bullets won't fly?" I later realised, TOO NAIVE. There was yet more to come.

I finally settled a little after 5 mins and WHAM, came this shit:

Me: OH! I think I'm finally getting this shit, so given this situation, how do you work out this data over here?


June: Well, you just take ...( and was cut off )..


Chris: WA LAO EH, you so damn fucking stupid explain also no use la, fucking DUMB lor!


Me : I didn't ask you right? And can you just at least fucking shut up? At least let me TRY la!


MY GOD. I swear i would have stabbed his eyeball if I only had a sharp object. PLUS the worst thing is round after round you try to calm yourself but round after round you get slapped in the face. BUT being as "Godly" as I TRY, I once again attempted to PEACE OUT.

After which another fucked up incident happened and I simply threw the words there and walked out of my class.
DAMN man, I have a not too small ego to take care of, and it can only go so low. I quit. No point being the only one there trying to make things work here.


It occured to me as I was going home, about how Chris used to mention that he lived alone since primary school days? Well it striked me that as pitiful as some people may seem to you, they can be the same amount if not more fucked up.

Well i'm not saying this out of fury you know. Think about it, isn't there at least one person that you know who is rather pitiful but they might be like, damn irritating, egoistic, etc.? Maybe its their lack of self-confidence in which some try to cover up by being doublely egoistic, and others, insecurities probably? When they eventually piss everyone off and people start turning away, they fall back into self-pitying, thinking to themselves, "
Am I not pitiful enough? Now that they turn away I am all alone again.. Why am i SO pitiful? Why me God? WHY~~" ( before I get carried away,) Isn't this like, a vicious cycle they never jump out of? GEE. Maybe thats why there are so many social workers around?

3:14 pm


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