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Bits and Pieces

Hello. Welllll, there isn't much to know about me. In other words, don't ask. Hey, but if you really want to know, one word: psychopath.. Anyways... I'm just another one of those bloggers out there, blogging about how crappy life is, etc. Pathetic, is it not? Life.

unbelievable.

i still cant believe how clueless some people are.
you know someone is in a room and you want to talk to that person, so you go in. but then inside, it's pitch black and you cant see a thing. so what do you do? you'd retreat right? the most obvious thing that would occur to you is that the person is sleeping. even more obvious when you were in the car when that particular person said he/she was going to take a nap. but nooooo, the clueless one called out. he then ends up in a situation similar to when a bear's woken up from its hibernation.

he'd say: "how would i know?" in the a tone that specifies how un-obvious the situation was.
you'd say: "you idiot." [and give him a blow to the crotch]


i still cant believe how rude some people can be.
this happened in a classroom. the main character is VERY rude and to me, he looks like donald duck, not in the cute way, but in the most irritating way possible. the teacher asked donald to return to his seat. he refused. she asked him again. and again. and again. so fine, he returned to his seat, but of course, he made a big fuss out of it. he went into [VERY RUDE] mode. i just sat in my seat, flabbergasted. i was so put off, i just wanted to stand up, grab my shoe, and then proceed to throwing it in his face at 200km/h. the teacher handled it very professionally though. if i were the teacher, he'd be recommended for expulsion already, but not before he gets a kazillion whippings.

you have the IQ, but you dont have the EQ. so in the end, you're still considered an idiot. you know who you are... so i'd like to say this to you: go to hell. you think that it's cool being like that, especially with all the laughter you induced. well, reality check! it's not and they're laughing because it's funny how you make a fool out of yourself. i hope you get a taste of your own medicine, arsehole.


i still cant believe how annoying some people can actually be.
once again, this happens in the classroom. there's this boy. and this boy is damn annoying. he constantly asks me about this and that. being the nice person i am, i cater to every one of his pathetic questions. sometimes, he speaks too softly and i cant hear. so he should be the one coming closer right? wrong. i'm the one who's forced to get out of my seat so i can listen to what he's saying. and he's crazy! he's even more OCD-ed than me! he asks if his grammar is ok. i said it's fine. then he asks if i'm sure. again and again. besides all that, he's also annoyingly bossy. he tells you to do this. and then do that. unfortunately, i ended up as his team member for two school projects. it was and still is hell. hobart's advice came too late. i died without realising what hit my goddamn ass.

it's frustrating being me. i beh shiok you, but i dont wanna hurt your ever-SO-important feelings. so i dont shout profanities at you or give you a kick in the head when you become increasingly annoying. i'm a really nice person. you're not. conclusion: i should learn to be like you.





one 'urgh' explains everything. too bad you're too braindead to realise that.

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