Blogs ‘R’ Alex

About what I said, about 80% of the people you meet are nice? Don’t believe it. Don’t farting bloody believe it. It’s actually 30% good people, 60% people-who-will-seize-opportunity-when-they-see-it-and-devil-cares-about-anybody-else, and 10% who do evil for no reason. Lost my handphone on 30th November. For once, I go by the rules: no handphones allowed in exams. So, like a good little boy, I left it outside, in my bag. One hour later, poof!. Guy who picked it up won’t even answer my calls. Bloody farting idiot.

Yes, it’s my fault. My fault for being so trusting and careless. My fault for being a by-the-book person. My fault for not being paranoid enough and giving everybody benefit of doubt. Well, Mr. Bloody Farting Idiot, thanks to you, this victim is now 200% more paranoid than ever, and 90% less trusting than before. Thanks to Mr. Bloody Farting Idiot, I’m going to treat every stranger I meet with a 10foot pole. That means one less good person in the world, and if that even mean anything to you, the loss is all on Mr. Bloody Farting Idiot.

Lost my self-identity that night. Lost all my numbers, including crushes Number One through Number Four. Lost all my ex-classmates numbers. Lost three years worth of identity-investment. Lost my morning wake-up call. Lost my timekeeper and personal reminder. Bloody farting idiot. Wish he will lose his handphone 5 times over.