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You're grounded! (swearing included...not for little kids).

Ooooooooookay. Sorry to spring this on you guys again, but I'm going on hiatus for the next week (or so). No, this is not some sort of cheap gimmick to draw you poor readers to my blog. This is real. I'm swamped with work (assignments, projects...etc...), and I don't really have the time to write my thoughts down for people to mull over and analyze in a Freudian way. To give you a reason as to why I'm stuck doing the work, please refer to Teddy's post on mistaken identities. I too suffer from mistaken identities from time to time. I've been mistaken for an Arab, a mixling (anak kacukan to Malaysian readers), a Filipino, a Chinese, an Indian and a Christian. But more often than not, I've been mistaken as an Intelligent and Dilligent worker. Why? I still don't understand it. I'm quite possibly champion slacker material. Heck, I practically popularized the term "procrastinator". So why do people think that I'm a hard worker? I don't mind being labeled as "intelligent", but "hard worker" is like a slap in the face. Why? Because inevitably you'd be stuck with a shitload of work. Even if you've been away.

I seem to only attract idiots for groupmates. Consider the following example: I've been suffering from huge migraine attacks for the past 2 weeks. In those two weeks do they continue their work? Fuck no! "We're fucking automatons who can't seem to operate without one human with a brain on the team...". So now I'm doing the work of 5 because I know that those fuckwads can't do the work properly (the work that they do hand in is slipshod at best...the person in charge of researching indian migration to the US can't find any pertinent information about indians in the IT industry. Fucking hell! That's like not being able to find your dick in a fully lit room with mirrors!). Needless to say, I am angry. I apologize for the swearing, but it was needed. So yes, I'm going on hiatus to handle this bucket load of work that I shouldn't even have to do (and I only gave an example of one project...I've got two more to handle on top of that). And on top of that, I've got exams coming up and a wrecked car to handle. That's right, someone wrecked my car. Poor Tessa (the name of my car...hey, I know you do it too (name cars and appliances). Don't tell me that your computer doesn't have a name. It doesn't? What's wrong with you?). There she was, parked nicely. I come back and there's a crowd around her.

"What's all the hoo haa?"
"Someone's done a hit and run"
Poor sod, I think to myself
"Look at his car..."
Eeek! It's mine!
"Who did this?"
"Somebody in an old car"
Conversation interrupted by someone screaming "FUCKING ASSHOLES! FUCK FUCK FUCK!" for a full minute (me)
"Did you get his plate number?"
"No"
"Did you see the driver?"
"It was a woman"
"And the car?"
"A white old car"
"Type?"
"Old.."
"Ah...fuck".

So now Tessa's in the garage being fixed up (again). I fucking hate Malaysian drivers. I fucking hate driving too.... Heck, at this moment I fucking hate everybody, so please don't fuck with me if you meet me in real life. A have a vein above my left eye that twitches perpetually now and I snap at everybody. I tell you people, being angry all the time sucks...but it's difficult not to be angry when everybody around you decides to fuel that rage. I always want to believe the best about people. People seem to want to pass off as fuckers and clit-jerkers. So, that's that. I have to get back to work now so that my grades do not fucking go down the pot. My life will be going through the equivalent of a colonic irrigation for at least the next week, and I really don't feel like swearing for every post. So goodbye again, everybody. Pray that I don't come back as a angry, vengeful person with only venom to inject in his posts. If I don't come back, try to remember me as the adorable, witty character of days past. Sayonara!

*Cue Heroic Music*
"Running into the Darkness once more,
Fighting idiocy,
Baring his fangs,
The smell of the beast,
Fighting a losing battle,
Rumoku-man,
Rumoku-man,
Rumoku-man!"



-Translated from the famous ballad Saga of Rumoku-man c.2004 AD -