Blame me, please.

I just love the way when someone turns the blame on you, when you are the one doing them a favour. Like... telling someone "Eh, your bowl of noodles got cockroach" and have them reply, "PIG! WHY YOU TELL ME?!" I mean seriously, what the bloody crap is that? And fuck it, I have no time to be sensitive towards your fucking feelings regardless of who you are. If I think you're stupid, then too bad, I'm just gonna bloody say it right to your face. And the whole thing about me having "hati macam bola kambing tapi kat belakang cakap cam champion" is bullcrap. Of course you don't see it as bullcrap you low-life mat tapered Normal Technical wimp. The way you dress speak so much about the size of your puny brains. Why should I tell the ahpek about the pirated cds when your clever mom have already paid the good by NETS R.E.T.A.R.D?! There is no way that the money can be refunded back and the games returned, cos your clever mom didn't pay by cash asshole. And then your clever mom just had to put the blame on me for informing her about the pirated cds a tad too late. Fuck you. I already told you there's no need to buy the games cos your beloved son's frens has got some games and your beloved son can jolly well borrow 'em. Plus, I even gave you the option of making your own decision cos its your own bloody fucking money. I was just stating an opinion. And fuck, somehow you can still turn the tables and put the fucking blame on me, when you're the bloody gundu. So much for anak-beranak who only know how to talk and talk and talk and talk. It seems that me and my dad, whom are the quieter ones thus being seen as dumb and slow are the ones with B.R.A.I.N.S. Gundus. It's so convenient to blame others, isn't it, ha, Ma? Then why don't you bend over and take it like a... fuck it. Whatever. It's my goddamn fault. For being to clever. And maybe that's why I'm not clad in tapered pants, striped shirt buttoned to the top, Es cap, red slippers and black sling bag worn high.

And what is fucking wrong with Singaporeans?! Watched this one lame movie called The Guardians once... where there will be these bunch of ppl called Guardians who will stand around and watch people being punished brutally, or killed or whatever. So was in the bus 67, when I heard a fucking loud thud and some wailings, like some guy had his ass shoved by a 13-inch dick or whatever ever. So... turned around and saw this one NJC kid wailing like crap, think he broke his arm or sth. Dunno how he fell, but thats not the point. The point is, people at the busstop didnt bother to help. They just stood and stare like gundus. Like what the fuck?! Can someone please call the goddamn ambulance. Too bad my phone was with some dumbass mat tapered Normal Technical jackass horseshit so I cant make the call. And then some NJC kids, dunno whether they're his frens or what, helped carry him up the kerb, like it helps. So whatever, the bus driver drove off so dunno what happened next. And whats funny was that when the bus door closed, everything in the bus was back to normal. Like as if nothing happened. When just now, all the commuters were like kaypo-kaypo look out but didn't help. So whatever ever.

And... can Chinese please stop bringing smelly food into the bus?! I'm not being racist or whatever, but I was having a bad day, and the nyonya beside me just had to tapao some smelly shitass porridge. It was smelly as fuck! Fuccccck!!!!

What the fuck is wrong with everyone? And for a few minutes, I was actually contemplating on quitting school and leaving home. Sick and tired of being surrounded by jackasses.