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Wednesday, October 09, 2013

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The linguist. So Dan is from Sweden and he's been living in Singapore for quite a number of years and he speaks perfect Malay. No joke. His pronunciation of certain Malay words is just so "woaaaaa-aaaah". So Dan mentioned that he speaks Swedish and French alongside English, Malay and Singlish of course. And at this juncture, I cannot believe Swedish is damn hard. I mean you do not pronounce the words the way they're spelt. Like we literally spent the night trying to pronounce "SJU" in Swedish and I swear my tongue got tired along the way. It's even more fucking difficult to pronounce "SJU" than the "Pazham" "Thamizh" - the "Z" in Tamil. Languages, languages and languages. I've got a certain idea mapped on, so let's see :)


Welcome to the VENT-ZONE

Welcome to the vent till I pant zone. So basically, I am going to vent. Vent out everything because I am here to nail you.

So can you kindly explain to me what the fuck do you exactly do because you're simply too free. I mean, too free to stalk people on Facebook, too free to stalk people on their blogs, too free to waste time on alot of peripheral shit, too free to gossip till your arse bleed, too free to assume the identity from thy illusion and etc. I mean you're more free than I am - and how is that even possible ?. Like totally ?. I am just so impressed. 

Like I can just see your comments flooding my newsfeed like every fucking day. I know your job is definitely not intellectually-stimulating and you're definitely too fucking dumb but stalking people on Facebook and literally commenting on everyone of them - wah, so free ah ?. Pichi la you. And can't you just stick to stalking your own friend's wall but instead choose to poke your nose into the affairs of people whom I have introduced ?. Like we're not even in talking terms and yet you shamelessly want to continue commenting on MY friends' walls ?. Still living in my shade - aren't you ?. Why so shameless one ? Or do you even lack that social circle to stick by ?. See there is no point in over-exaggerating YOUR pathetic life with suggestive statuses, pictures and what not when you know you're nothing but a piece of shit that lived on other people's shade. 

So you simply love to ruin people's relationships don't you ?. Why so pathetic one ah ?. Is that your ultimate goal in life ?. What a sadistic thought, my child ?. And you want to go around preaching about religion ?. Joke of the century. See you don't become a GOOD CHRISTIAN just because you go to the CHURCH or a GOOD HINDU just because you go to the temple. Why do you even bother going to the temple when you know deep down that you're a downright cheapskate who simply live in his/her own cocoon or rather a delusional world ?. Fucking deranged humanoid. 




See there is no point in adopting that pious front when you're nothing beneath that facade of yours. I am serious. Like I said, just because you've erred differently from the rest, it doesn't equate to - NO SINS. You fucking sinner, you still think you can be elevated to the status of a Demigod just because you go to religious institutions ? How is it that a sinner like you and a God-wannabe "saint" reside in that same body ?. Please explain to me. You know deep down that you have a whole bagful of shit - so leave the job to God to decide during the Judgment day. You're just a wannabe, definitely not God. So lay low, my child. So before you touch that Bible to preach - remember to SHUT THE FUCK UP. Go low. You cause so much of misery to a different group of people, break their hearts and you over-exaggerate on your own heartbreaks just because your crony buys your sympathetic stories ?. C'mon lor, pain is the same across all board. Yea, a multitude of whines coming from the same end can manipulate the gullible but please ah, tak boleh tahan already liao. Pluuuuuurrrrrlllllleeeeeeese, stop acting like a Pastor. You may be given that opportunity once but it doesn't completely make you a full-fledged, ordained Pastor. Fucking brat ! 


Sorry ah, I had to vent. Sometimes some people drive me mad. Like really. I wish I was Jonny Wilkinson - kick the hard hard rugby ball right onto your face and smash that pathetic nose of yours. Silly bean !




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