Indeed, huh?
I bet it doesn't feel that good seeing people mimicking the living hell outta you.
Trust me, I am boiling a good 101 degree celsius over here. Seeing what I saw today was a total shock I think I will die of heart attack. Thus this will be my last blog entry.
I DO wish this could be the last entry. The feeling of being literally "cloned" feels the worst out of worst. Seriously, who in the hell likes to be freaking cloned??? Ya, do it for the purpose of medical, keepsake, whatever. Those were at least magnimous enough for me to forsake whatever resentful feeling I had for the art of cloning.
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But who in the hell likes to see another of his own? 100% identical to himself? I mean, please lah, even identical twins has their difference.
Right, my case is not as bad as 100% identical, but was "cloned" enough for a normal 9 to 5 OL to take it. Imagine this, here you have something new, you shared it with people. There you see the person holding the exact same thing as you, proclaiming to be her originality. Wah lao, and its not as if this is the first time.
Happened years back, and now I'm seeing history repeating itself. UGH! Super turn off lah. What's next? Plant a spy cam on me and see how my room looks like so you can have the same layout? It can't be. IT WILL NEVER BE CUZ' MY HOUSE/ROOM/KITCHEN/TOILET/STOREROOM/HALL IS WAY NICER.
Spare my originality and have your OWN piece of shit mind for creativity, for mine is nothing great to be owned.
I can feel the agonies of those created famous labels yet being replicated.
I rest my case lah.
Alright, as if my Monday morning wasn't happening enough. Another pool of flame increased my temperature supernova I'm literally steaming myself off. I is can be the firetorch (or dunno what's his name lah) from Fantastic 4.
Its the same symptoms when I almost wanted to kill my mum's first husband, the time when I wanted to kill a schoolmate of mine and was halted by 2 other girls whom claim I was uncontrollable. Shivering hands, head spinning, vains thump-thumping, and of course, BP increase to 5000 times per second. No, I'm am not trying to show off or anything, that I'm a great sam-seng (hooligan). I usually go to a corner and cry my arse off.
Cuz' violence is not the way to end things. For all I know, I've never like quarrels nor violence. All I wanted was just to appease everyone.
And yet things turned out this way. A juvenile joke emerged to be a huge disaster. Look, my intention of everything was NOTHING even close to hostility. I wasn't even pissed off with last night's joke. The only thing that crossed my mine was "alamak, no eyes to see" and off I go, with a seemingly frustrating sentence threatening them, hopefully the meeking and teasing would stop. Piang... LAST NIGHT'S FINAL SENTENCE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE AN EVIL-DOING OF MINE TO SCARE U PEOPLE HAO BU HAO~
P.S.: ASK THE PERSON WHOM I SPOKE TO OVER THE PHONE THIS MORNING, I WASN'T THE LEAST FUMED AT LAST NIGHT'S.
Crude joke be it I made to others or vice versa was just to have fun. However, a meer sentence a friend said made me feel utterly upset. As if I was "cheap" enough to game along. He wouldn't have mean "cheap", that I assure everyone. And chances are that I misinterpret things. Hopefully. But that particular sentence "I did not call her wife" came hostile enough to gotten me thinking if I should stop the instigation from the rest? Which means, no fun. Ain't it? Its not a matter of who's fault is it nor I want any justice to be done, I'm voicing out so that you all know how am I feeling now... I really thank the person who invented blog sia. Thou your info gets read by people all over the world, but it really is a good way of venting your bloody anger balls.
I shall not vulgarised myself nor this blog of mine cuz' I promised people. Thou I is want to t*d, c*b, k*n so badly. LOL. Kidding.
My point is, things happen, don't push the fault to the single person. Solve it together, like a team. Yes, I was upset, but people just can't seemed to deal with me being upset, and in turn, caused more anguish by saying things which I deemed, was the wrong words (incidentally, I'm sure). This I'm still of sound mind to judge. I love you peeps alot still. And I know I say wrong things too. But do correct me before things get outta hand.
Some might think I'm kicking a huge fuss over trival matters. But hey, I'm the one who is going through this right now, so cut your crap about how whiny I am. My EQ is low (but improving), so? That's me. I've got high IQ and AQ for what you know.
A clown entertains, but people asks things like why aren't the clown making a fool outta themselves when they aren't.
Are they supposed to be entertaining 24/7?
A clown makes people laugh, but people starts shooting the clown when the atmosphere turns awful.
Can the clown NOT have any emotions? Can the clown not be angry? Can the clown not be a clown for a sec?
I go smoke. You tell me.
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