Thursday, September 28, 2006

You're good for nothing!

I typed so much about the others in the previous post but I've totally forgotten to mention about you. You are certainly a great friend in times of trouble...but play is play, work is work. I'm serious and I mean business when it comes to work. It's damn frustrating when you practically contributed NOTHING in an assignment. Oh well, I appreciate your effort of spending hours and hours TRYING to do as much as possible and to use a bloody software but you still came up with nothing.

I thought I could do 70% of the project while I delegate the remaining 30% to you. You did the previous sem's assignment using that software while I used another software. You were supposed to be good at it. After all, it's just a simple step-by-step kind of software. So, I trusted your ability but I guess I was just blind. I shouldn't have believed in what you said. You made me spent a few precious hours sitting there like an idiot waiting for you to explore the software. Oh thank you very much. I almost screwed up my law exam the following day...but thankfully, it didn't happen.

I'm getting tired and sick of your words. You were always saying, "Sorry, I don't know...", "Sorry, I'm not sure...", always sorry this and that. Seriously, I hate hearing all that. I'm already surrounded by useless morons and losers, and I thought I could at least get some kind of support from you in terms of work but I got the wrong plan.

You were always calculative when it comes to completing the delegated tasks. You were always stingy when it comes to printing the reports. You charge every member even if it was only a few Sen. You grumble about not getting enough sleep when you weren't really doing anything much. I was the one struggling to explore and master a software from scratch within 12 hours and finally came up with a superb outcome. I was the one who did the last minute report as requested by the fcuking two-faced lecturer. I thought I could let you do something simple, like printing and binding but I was the one who printed and went to bind the report at the very last minute. So, you tell me....what have you done???

You think I shouldn't be pulling a long face just because I did everything? Mind you, who did the bloody project within 24 hours? Who was the one who sat like an idiot waiting almost forever for your super undisclosed skills to surface? Who was the one editting EVERY single assignments and projects to ensure that everything was ok so that we could get good grades? I've done so much for you and what do I get in return?

I'm not doing all these for charity. I'm merely doing everything for survival's sake. I was desperately doing all the donkey jobs because I can't afford to lose any battle that would leave the final academic transcript tainted. I've got so many plans in mind that I just can't afford to take the wrong step. But, here you are, as a so-called friend and also a self-centred person trying to "kill" me in every way! Seriously I can't help thinking what would happen to you if I wasn't around? It occured to me that you're actually good for nothing!

Surrounded by losers and useless morons

All the while, I thought I’ve been too critical and demanding when it comes to teamwork in assignments and big projects. Now, I’m convinced that I have always been ok, just that it’s bad news being surrounded by brainless assholes. It’s not about wallowing in self-pity now, but I really pity these cowheads coz their brains practically lack everything! Gosh! I was wondering whether there was a corruption or …was there something wrong with the eyes of the officers in charge of local public university entries? Why on earth are there so many losers in a university???

Some time ago, I said I was afraid of unemployment. In fact, I’m still scared of that but I know I’m definitely better equipped with relevant and extra knowledge compared to my peers from the same Uni. So you think I’m a snob for having said that? Hah…you probably don’t know the truth.

I’ve done some sort of observation (without a formal report of course!) and I found the right answers to the high rate of unemployment amongst local graduates. The scenarios:

Bad time managers
I was the leader of a particular project for a subject taken by students from different faculties. As I was selected to head the team, I made it clear from the very beginning that I have always been demanding when it comes to teamwork. So, everything was fine but when it was time to collect the report for the delegated tasks from each member, they kept giving the same excuse. “Can I give you tomorrow?” This is the most common answer. And when tomorrow comes, the morons would keep delaying with answers from “tomorrow” to “next week”. So, what’s my answer to them? “Why don’t you pass your part to me NEXT YEAR after I graduate?” I was not so stupid to do everything for the idiots. I gave them some work to do but when they finally passed their report to me, I threw the whole stack of papers into the dustbin. It was certainly a good feeling to do that.

Oh I have another example. Remember the fat bitch (click to read about her!!!) and her whole battalion of brainless Ah Lians? Hah! They could spend hours and hours doing useless and non-beneficial things like watching Charmaine Sheh crying, playing lousy and boring Java games (I would exclude this if the fat bitch was actually playing Diablo or Quake!), chatting on inane stuff like which TV star slept with which slut and so on. The list of things about them will never end. This is entitled to a new post altogether.

Social loafers
Social loafing is a common phenomenon when it comes to group projects and assignments. They have adopted the “couldn’t be bothered” attitude and would always take things for granted. They’re cooperative but they only contribute 0.05% to the team. So, yours truly and another member needed to do the entire donkey job in order to produce a superb project that would guarantee an A grade. Actually, it’s not about getting a good or high grade. It’s the attitude of willing to learn and explore the never-heard-before software until I master it but somehow, these mother fcukers prefer to shake their balls and boobs. Previously, I would just verbally bitch slap these people (I was that ganas last time!) but now, who cares? I don’t mind doing their part coz I have a higher chance of securing a job anytime better than them! Oh I'm so proud of myself!!

Brainless and zero cow sense noobs
Seriously, most of the students here are brainless. They have no clue of what they’re studying about. They don’t even know anything and don’t even bother to learn. A few weeks back, I was doing a business report on a non-existent company selling rubber-based products. So, condom was one of the products and it was not a big deal. After all, it’s just condoms, duhh!! …but one of the girls in my team was so bloody excited about condoms. I ignored her excitement but when she handed her report, which is the description of products, I nearly fainted! It’s just common sense. Would you include “The five simple steps to wear a condom and prevent pregnancy” into a business report?? Poor girl. Maybe she thought the bedroom secrets of how and when to wear a condom could convince the bankers to invest in our company. She obviously needs some help. This is a classic example of a girl who’s pretty but brainless.

The “I don’t know” and “Die-lah” idiots
Most of those I know think I’m born with the ability of knowing everything. All they say is, “I don’t know lah. You’re smarter, I’m sure you know how to do it.” I hate to hear that. Seriously, if I knew what the fcuk I was told, I wouldn’t be here studying with losers like them! Apart from that, I’m anti annoying idiots who love the “Die” word. Example: *Nudge* “Die- lah!” *Nudge* “Exam is going to start in five minutes’ time!” *Nudge* “I don’t know what I studied leh” *Nudge* “I’m so scared!” *Nudge* “Do you think I’ll fail this time?” That was extremely annoying. I really don’t know how the hell these idiots qualify to enter a university. The negative thoughts will just kill them even before they enter the exam hall.

The enemies of English
The whole university is dominated by approximately 95% of suckers who can’t even comprehend simple English. To avoid doing assignments and projects (My faculty deals everything in English), they use this bloody excuse as an easy escape route. Some would insist that Mandarin is much more important that English. I agree Mandarin is a beautiful language and is important to a certain extent, but are these people plain stupid? Only fools would limit themselves to Mandarin in communication. Oh well, I actually don’t mind doing everything for them but these losers can’t even speak or write in simple English. Added with the mindset of “English is not important”, I really need to congratulate them coz they will never go far. Poor thing. No wonder the unemployment rate is so high!

Snails...
Some of those I deal with are extremely slow people. They're the type who are forever "blur" with zero alertness. So, I can't even rely on them or discuss with them coz most of the time, they can't absorb what the lecturers were saying in class. They don't even know what they were writing about. When you ask them anything, it will usually take about 3.85 minutes for the brain cells to process and decode the message. They're just 24-hour brain dead and....really slow!!

Aimless losers
Again, this is a big problem here. These people are clueless and aimless. They don’t bloody care about anything. They’re practically comfortable with mediocrity. I hear these statements everyday and I seriously would rather talk to the walls than to these numbnuts! “Aiya….as long as I could get a C enough already lah…”, “Just do lah…I’m satisfied just as long as I could pass the test”, etc.

There are more scenarios but I’ll end here for today’s post. I damn bloody hate to be surrounded by all these losers who will only bring negative influences. Each day, I need to block my ears to whatever these morons say just to continuously keep myself strong willed and ensure that I'm heading towards the direction of a self-defined success. It’s tiring but I’ve got no choice. I don’t bother much about course mates and other students who are negatively driven but I seriously cannot tolerate the fat bitch sharing the same room.

The dirty fat bitch is a combination of all the categories mentioned above. Yes, she is that annoying and useless to me. Ever since my tolerance level went below the lowest point, I can’t stop myself from cursing and swearing each day. I really hope her computer would be infected with a serious case virus, worm, anything (OMG! Her notebook just got infected an hour ago!) until the whole notebook is dead and cannot be used ever again. I hope her CGPA would drop. I hope she won’t be able to secure a job after graduation for as long as four to six months! There are more to say about her but this whole thing will never end. I have no choice but to call her stupid coz she can’t even sense anything after two months of hostility. So, she truly deserves to be labeled a stupid loser. Oh I should make it clear and simple. I hate the fat bitch!

By now, you should be thinking I’m such a cold-blooded, childish and arrogant bitch. Oh whatever. I don’t mind you calling me names because I am the one who’s dealing with all these assholes EVERY DAMN DAY. It ain’t easy being surrounded by useless morons and aimless losers. All they do each day is yakking on inane stuff (the all talk no action types), shaking balls / boobs or digging the gold mine but in the end, they’re still getting a piece of qualification called degree! Fcukers! So, I truly have the rights to call them losers because no matter how, I have already proven I am way better and smarter than them!

Gosh! The length of this post proves how irritated I am with those suckers and losers, especially the fat bitch! To be continued....I’m off, ciao!


Sunday, September 24, 2006

Pretty?? Hahahaha...

Does our mood get influenced easily? I was out with a group of friends and I was quite shocked when one of them suddenly cried because she had just broken up with her boyfriend of seven years. Seven years of investment is really something. Wasted.

I sort of got influenced also when she shed tears. Can't help it coz I could really feel her. Hmmm....but once I got home and checked mail, the mood got better! Haha. Thanks to this mail I received. Now, I could really convince myself that I am so much sought after and won't die if I were to end everything with that donkey. Hehehe.

hello
My names Mr.xxxx xxxxx . I life in TURKEY. My taller 1.73 cm. I havy 65 kğ. I a musleum.
I liked you. Are you being friend with me. Your piçture very beautiful. The maleysia is very good.

Come to TURKEY. Guest become. With you,make friends,want. You are very beautiful.

I am an emloyee. I am earning 1000 USA dolars. I want to visit in malaysia. with you ,meet want.

I will miss you. because you are very very very very beautifull. you, in love ,say.
Please ,me write.

Please .....

Healthy stay......


Mr.xxxx xxxxx in from Turkey

Erk...he probably need English class but who cares? This mail sort of made me feel something different but I don't think I'll reply him. Too bad. I'm not discriminating but it's just that I'm not in the mood to play around with peeps like that. Heh! Poor guy.

Oh gosh! Am I really so pretty? Hahahaa...


Saturday, September 23, 2006

"Play hard to get!"

I think I got the right answer to the bloody question in my head. All the time, after doing or deciding on something, I'll usually spend the next couple of days thinking about it, whether it was a blunder or the right thing to do. Am I the only one doing that?

A few hours ago, I was out with that bugger and the question just came to mind out of the blue. Has it gotten so deep that I cried over this donkey face? Heh! (He really looks like a donkey to me now! Since he has totally forgotten about my blogging habit, I'll continue calling him donkey! *Grins*) Was it a big mistake to reveal 80% of my emotional side to him? Hmm...maybe it is really a blunder. He was obviously so proud of himself that a pretty babe shed tears because of him. Gahhh....It was so annoying to see the over-exaggerating smirk when he kept saying, "Still crying? Sorry baby...Don't cry already ok...hehehe." I wasn't even crying when he said that. Idiot. From now on, I really don't know where else to put my face each time I see him. GAhhh....

Anyways, I got the answer to why we always do something and doubt or regret after that. The answer is pretty simple. When it's difficult to get something, we desperately want it. When it's easily gained, we have the "couldn't be bothered" attitude. So, my advice is, play hard to get. HAhaaha. This concept is applicable to both male and female, and also to any situations. It's just like when I couldn't get something I want, I'll put in more effort just to get it. And, after I got it, I would either treasure it, or regret because I actually don't want it that much. This is a common human attitude of not wanting to lose. Does it make any sense?

Oh yea. That leads to the answer for another question. I don't think this current relationship has gotten that deep yet....maybe. Erm, it's good news actually coz at least I won't be depressed because of this donkey face again...but I guess, it won't kill to say I like this donkey too! *Grins* Oops. I better stop here coz he would definitely smile from ear to ear, and might probably be bloated to death if he ever reads all these! Sheesh!


Friday, September 22, 2006

It's Mrs. Cakap Banyak again

**Riiiiinnnnngggg Riiiinnnnnggggg**

I was still in Dreamland when the house phone rang non-stop.

*Looks at hand phone to check time...grumbles..."Which idiot calls at 8 am?" Grrr...*

"Hello?"

"Hello, Mrs. Tan? I ....bla, bla, bla....yadda, yadda, yadda..." Mrs. Cakap Banyak yakked effortlessly without knowing who she was talking to. (Bad telephone skills!)

*Blur*

"Auntie...auntie, mum has gone to work!" I stopped her from mumbling.

"Ohh...then is Mr. Tan around?" she asked.

"He has gone to work too. Is there anything important?"

"Are you sure? I'm talking about that Mr. Tan who works at company ABC at Road 123...." she asked something stupid and continued mumbling.

"Auntie. Do you think I know my father better or you know him better?"

She suddenly feels a bit stupid for having asked such a moronic question early in the morning and quickly changed topic, "Oh hehe...Ah Girl you came back from Uni? No class ar?"

Just to be polite, I entertained her pointless conversation for a couple of minutes.

"I'm back at home coz I'm having my mid-sem break now. Auntie, is there anything important that you wanted to tell my parents?"

"Oh nothing lah. I just made some cookies. So, I called to ask your mother to come over and get it."

"That's all? Okie, I'll tell her when she comes back."

"Remember to tell her yea. Remember. You must remember yea!" she kept reminding me as she probably thought my brain has a smaller capacity compared to hers.

"Ok. I call her NOW."


This is not the first time. Mrs. Cakap Banyak is a very nice lady in her early sixties but she has a peculiar habit of calling people early in the morning just because of cookies. There was once when she called on a Sunday morning just to ask which type of dish is suitable for someone suffering from constipation. Weird lady.

Besides Mrs. Cakap Banyak, mum has many other friends with funny characters. Some like to call early in the morning and some late at night. Some of them are super-irritating while most are super-friendly. Sheesh. I wonder how does mum tolerate her friends? I hope she doesn't become like that one day. If not, she'll probably adopt the style of calling me early in the morning just to ask irrelevant things like, "Girl, have you washed your panties?"


Mysterious and unpredictable

I can't stop thinking I'm a fussy bitch now. We had a long chat on MSN and over the phone yesterday night but I could just sense a temporary relief. I really don't know. Am I being too demanding?

I feel much better just because I've already cleared everything in me. I've done my part. I just poured everything out and it's none of my problem or business anymore. But, I'm still not contented coz I'm not born with the ability to read people's mind. I don't get it. You're just too mysterious and unpredictable. Gahhh...I have always been so obliging and now, is that too much to ask for? What do you want actually?

Even though you gave assurance that it wasn't the way I thought, I still feel it. The mixed signals are really killing me. Oh yea, you need not be so surprised coz I could actually be this sensitive. Whatever. Seriously, I was thinking if I only get the physique and not the heart, why bother to continue? If it's only a one-sided thingy, why bother to continue? I've done my part by emotionally revealing myself, telling everything you should and shouldn't know, so I think that's it. I don't want to bother anymore. I don't like to force people. After all, it's useless. I don't beg for attention and love. That's just not my style!

You probably still want to continue the game while I've already ended it. If that's the case, then I reckon it's best to end it once and for all. Simple isn't it? At least it saves time and I won't flood the house anymore. And it won't hurt that much and it won't kill our friendship too. Am I being too realistic now?

Damn. Men are really weird creatures!


Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Lose face or lose him?

"You rather lose face or lose him?" That's what my cheemui said when she called to comfort me a few days ago.

I thought of it...and seriously, it's not so much about losing face or losing him. I really don't know. We're both equally stubborn. So, that's the reason to why I don't even know whether he's dead or still alive and vice-versa. We don't even bother to do anything to make things better. I waited for his call and he waited for mine. We're that stubborn! Nobody wants to lose but this ain't heading anywhere...

I always have this habit of making things clear. Whether the game has ended or not, I still prefer a clarification from the other party just to make sure. So, I messaged him and it seems that the whole situation wasn't that bad. The other day, the state of being emotionally unstable sort of influenced me to screw things up. I was suffering from emotional slump while he was in a bad mood due to unforeseen circumstances in business.

He made me angry and at the same time, I pissed him off. Just because of pride and the stubbornness of not wanting to lose face, we just ignore each other. Silly. Since I've done my part and said everything out, I hope everything's fine now. Whatever it is, the game has ended on my part as it has already entered a new phase unknowingly. The rest is really up to him coz I always let a man make the decision. Like I mentioned in the previous post, whatever the decision is, I have nothing to lose coz I've already done what I should do. No regrets.

...but there's something bothering me now. He accidentally found out that I have a blog (thanks to my big mouth!) but he doesn't know the exact blog address yet! Gosh! I'm dead! Just hope that he forgets it by tomorrow and I need not tell him about this place! Hehe...and OMG! I don't know where to put my face now coz he knows my eyes were "raining" non-stop like a tap water! Gahh...this is so embarrassing! *smiles sheepishly* He was surprised I could be this weak and sensitive. I'm equally shocked about myself too coz I was never like that. Hmm...weird discovery!