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What the fuck?!

Alright my dearest readers, as many of you have heard and probably many more have actually just done, (Fuck if I care who the fuck my reader base is), today was the Additional Mathematics paper for SPM. For those who have no idea what it means, we'll call it, mathematics that anally violates you and forgets to lube as well.

Now, there are certain people who will probably argue this point but, WHAT THE FUCK IS THE POINT OF TEACHING THIS IF THEY DO NOT PROVIDE A LOGICAL USAGE OF IT IN REAL LIFE. I mean, rodsmoking malay shits could have atleast took the trouble to give us a reason to study it other than, "Ini penting untuk memajukan bangsa" bullshit. Fuck that fucking shit dude. If they could provide a decent explanation, I'm sure they'd attract more attention and therefore better grades. Everyone's so fucking obsessed with the letters on their grades that they forget the building of a well rounded individual.

Of course, of course, of course. How silly of me, you're about to bring up a sane debate about how SPM is just a gauge and whatnot right? Well, what the fuck do you gauge by teaching the youth to spot questions and take short cuts. Of course, you could argue that you are teaching us to use innovative methods to cheat, which of course, nobody will admit to but fuck yeah, it happens.

Well, now that the actual doing of the exams rant is over, let us rant about how the questions were. Let me see, the first thing I'd like to say is, I hope that the person who did the questions have their balls cut off with a rusty serrated blade. Since mathematics does not fucking include gravity into equations, do you expect a person to divide a number to infinity? Does he find it sadistically funny to throw the youth down a failing route? Well, I believe that he/she was bullied by the cool kids when he/she was younger and this is a form of getting back at them.

My rage has also been sufficiently fueled by the apparent arrogance of people that do not have to trouble themselves with taking the exam but make light of it. Of course they mean it in jest, but for fucks sake, there's something called PRIVATE messaging. You don't need to tell the world how you didn't do the paper everyone fucked up, or how you actually managed to do it.

If you did the paper perfectly, bravo. You are one of the few people headed for the top. Of course, what no one will tell you is that in 5 years when you actually finish your studies, you'll join a company, and that company will probably be under my globe spanning consortium. Yeah, dreams you say? Then what the fuck are you doing now? Dreaming about taking over? NEVER.

Has anyone actually managed to formulate an opinion yet? Well, fuck your opinion. This is a free internet, but as one of the men manning the blog, I have the right of opinion which literally means, my opinion matters, yours doesn't. I am never wrong, you are always wrong. Remember that.

I need to stop man PMS-ing. Vodka please?

I'd like to take this moment in time

Dear ladies and gent's, I'd like to have this moment to say something that will probably not shock all of you at all.

Fuck you all and I hope you rot in hell.

Feel the love yet ?

Random Shit

Today I have done things a man should proud of while he's young but be fucking embarrassed about later in life, though I hope to be forgiven for not mentioning what, but let's just say I've probably knocked off a couple of years from my life. Not to worry though, by the time I hit my golden years there will be youth potions for sale like lemonade.

Anyways, I think I will use this update to launch an unnecessary rant on culture again. Of course you must be bored with people giving opinions but, as much as everyone else, I have a fucking right to my own opinion and I can, if I so choose to completely dismiss everyone else's opinion. That aside, I shall now begin.

I am sure nowadays, everyone has noticed the current trend for people to dress "indie". Hold on! you say, doesn't that mean they all have a 'unique and trendy' fashion style that 'defies' social norm to promote 'creativity' and a sense of 'harmony' in their clothing? Well, that's what it should define, but in the current state of affairs, it means a bunch of people running around in what is touted as indie attire, which more often than not means coloured t-shirts with 'provocative' statements emboldened on it's front. Now I am not totally against it, but if that's the only thing a person wears, it really stops being amusing.

The problem of course, does not lie in the "indie" clothing system in itself, it's more towards how people judge fashion. There seems to be a super elite underground panel that judges what is indie on a regular basis (but still leaning towards t-shirts) and they pass out judgement as if they are true judges of fashion. Of course one can argue that fashion is defined differently by different people but jeez, when their definition of fashion drifts that far away from what is safely called fashion, it becomes something else altogether.

Now the less critical comments are passed, let me say, it's a bit saddening to see everyone dressing up in their "indie" attire and all of them walking around in their little groups of friends thinking they're hot and unique. Of course, they would be if there was one group doing it but when there's a whole bunch of people dressed that way walking around, you're not going to stand out. You people think you are the unique minority, but the sad truth is that you are in the blind majority. Wake up people, you people are better than this, or atleast I hope so for all that is still good in this nation, take a stand and actually make yourself look unique.

You must be thinking, why the fuck aren't I cursing, yes? Well the sad truth is, I don't need to, it's just too pathetic

1128

Sitting in a dark room at 2 am in the morning is one of the most inspiring times for a writer, especially those who have a knack for having intimate moments with their left hand. As someone who speaks from experience, I am more than happy to support this statement.

Today I am feeling rather down so the theme for today's blog post will be suitably apt for my mood. Something more towards remembering the good old times

The Internet used to be a blessed place, where not many fags, noobs, drama queens, jocks and all those other unwanted garbage were around. Not that I'm saying all of the above stereotypes are absolutely disturbing, but the vast majority of them are. Now, back in the day, people prided themselves on the use of proper spelling and grammar. Now, I find myself writing in a personal blog for everywhere I used to hold dear was slowly overrun by the globalization age or whatever term they used to more or less say "give everyone cheap high speed Internet".

Speaking from a general stance, providing Internet services to so many people is a good thing because it enables easy information transfer and provides access to research material much faster. Unfortunately, speaking from experience, I know this to be very untrue. The vast majority of the new wave of Internet users are people who obsess over the social networking sites, increasing their network of so called 'friends' and providing an unneeded ego boost to those who already have too much of an ego and steadily taking away the land of the geeks and nerds. Not only has this slowly transformed the pride of speaking perfect English into pride for speaking as lousily as possible, it is also steadily tearing at the walls of the very few refuges left for the ones who still hope that the golden age will come again and preserve as much of that time in their refuges as possible.

Have you taken a moment in time to laugh at my expense? Perfect.

Truthfully, the almost unending waves of people flocking to the social networking sites is not really a major problem, It's the almost unending people looking for pornography that is the problem. As a wise man once told me, there will be no supply if there is no demand, but if there's too much supply, some of it gets to the wrong places. What I mean by this is, with so much people looking for pornography online, and the number of people who cater to these people and make a very very big bag of cash while doing so, it is with great despair that I must make you realize that any young person could have accidentally been exposed to porn. 

That is not a major problem to some, but if said boy was one who is very impressionable and took that such a thing was the norm, imagine what kind of havoc he would cause when he got his first girlfriend at age 14? Imagine what would happen to the next generation of our world. People, you must realize that the porn that we love so much could be effectively destroying our population through STD's transmitted among the youth these days. Well, I might be overexeggrating(sp?) the problem just a wee bit as I know not too many of the youth are that impressionable but still, a small minority might unknowingly be the doom of us all.

Better be safe then lying in a hospital in pain waiting for surgery on your crotch to get rid of the STD's (if our medicinal tech is up to that standard at that given time, I'm just thinking they'd chuck you off a cliff as treatment though, works wonders for the gene pool if you ask me).  

Bah, I guess I will end today's post here. I speak for only myself in the above post. The seriousness of which I take this post is close to 10%.

Tales of The Now.

After watching Obama on Jay Leno remark about a certain shot of his face when he bowl in relation to the special Olympics. It made a lot of retards unhappy, at least, American retards.

Me: So, you're angry because he made a reference to the Special Olympics? 

American Retards: Yes, think of all the other people who are handicapped and less fortunate, we love Obama but me and my family think this is an outrage. I mean, talking about the handicapped is too far for him, only we get to call ourselves that.

Me: So... its like how niggers can call themselves niggers?

A.R: No, that's a different case, we don't call ourselves retards.

Someone asked me why people want to still come to America even though they hate America, looking back, its obviously because of the people that live there. I mean, the only reason I see myself going to the land of overrated freedom is to put money in  the vending machines or throwing shit off the Empire State Building in the name of the lulz. But then again, why go spend a few thousand on a plane ticket just to enjoy it beside a man with his ketchup stained shirt tuck in and doesn't know what deodorant is or a couple of niggers who's going to pull a 187 on this thread. I rather just stay at home and have a good wank while the world is in peril. 

So, back in the kitchen girls, keep making the sandwiches as a punishment for keeping us all in the friend zone while you make off with the one guy who'd probably disappear at the next party who'd probably slept with a sexually confused trap who thought he was the one with the girl when he gave head to guys.

Also, watch Dragonball, it is the bollocks. Bulma and that other chick are hot jailbait while Goku is this American badass who saves people and brings them back to life with his Kamehameha and still has a power level of over 9000. Seriously, your spending your money well on this movie caused in over 9000 years time when this actor makes it big time, he's going to be malarky when the big budget movies see this in his resume. Twilight is still better by tonnes though, what's more accurate than a story ripped off from some sappy love Japanese manga that looks like an American adaptation of shoujo portraying vampires as the loving gothic hippies they are?

Wankerific

Today I shall be speaking on days like today comrades.

Pull up a chair and form a circle as ole uncle thor starts to tell you about today. Days like today is a term usually associated with either a good or bad day so before I continue I shall clarify by saying that today is most definitely a bad day.

Let us begin with the morning shall we comrades? I managed to begin my day pretty well if I do say so myself, I began with waking up late with a massive boner and rushing to get ready for class. Of course, my rushing for class would be the equivalent of rushing into the shower for a wank session and then showering, grabbing breakfast and lazing around till it's late.

Oh great this guy is going to bore us with his life story.

Oh no no no, if I was going to bore you with my life story I'd have done it in less egoistical manner. Of course now I shall deviate from the flow of the post by including a (in?)directly aimed insult at the general populace.

And with that in mind, I shall begin with saying, what a bunch of uncommitted fools with no drive, no wonder the more successful a nation is the more failures it generates. Not only that I do believe that the unfair rights given to them by the government is not empowering those fools who would do better in life by being sterile and unable to give birth but are actually giving them a false sense of security in life and allowing them to slack off. Jeez, those cock lovers are already half-brained as is and you decide not to develop them, but give them a bunch of training wheels.

It would be fine if it was in your mind to remove the damned training wheels sometime soon but keeping them on? What in the world. The world as is has no place for people who believe that they're position in life has some sense of security because now, no man is safe. Oh what now you're going to call me a sexist for saying no man is safe but not no woman?

Fine, No women is safe either, happy you fucking pricks that oh so love equality?

Oh right, I forgot to cater for the little idiots that might want to take a potshot at my views, have a go all you want, but unless you can provide an intelligent response you're only proving my point. And for every idiotic respond I receive, I'll just provide a witty comeback and post it right here on the blog.

Oooh, the big man is threatening to post my responses on his mean old blog, boohooo.

Yeah and I trust that I gave fair warning for it in advance.

Oh shit, I deviated from the topic too much. Well, let's see, went to class, had some lunch, saw some fags, gamed a bit, raged a bit, and all the works. I love life.

Oh yea, everyone, lighten up and start wanking already you poor derived fools.

Hope you all suffer a slow horrifying death with no one to care about you.

: D.