finally, i haven't ranted at the whole world for a long time yet. come to think of it, maybe not at all. Thus. i shall make this my first one.
this section of the post is actually dedicated to this one person who hmm... left a tag on my tagboard. the name is anon(ymous). you all should go and read it. in that good six words, he tried to insult me, tried to anger me, tried to force whatever that's on the other side of ME come out. and i shall. part of it. With a full stomach, feeling contented, slouching in the chair that sits me before this computer, i shall see how i react with that tag. like others say, one good turn deserves another.
Before eating my dinner, i can't say i wasn't insulted. anyway, since when didn't vulgar words insult? okay, i shall put this across quite straight.
first things first, people who tag, please use a name. ESPECIALLY those who flame and stuff. For the simple reason that i want to know who in this world doesn't like me, so i can return the action. (care of newton's third law) However, those who don't use their REAL NAMES that their parents gave them to flame on my tagboard, there's just this one simple, commonly-used word to describe them.
Cowards.For the fact that you don't want me to know who you are. you are
scared, you are
afraid, of what's going to happen to you if i know your identity. I may just meet you someday, confront you and let loose all wrath of my voicebox and respiratory system upon your puny faces, amylase included. Hide your puny faces for all you want,
cowards, but i'm telling you in your faces, even as it's deep into the dirt, to run. because if i just try building sandcastles at the beach, and try to dig a mound of sand and find you there, i'll recognise you. and you wouldn't want to know what's going to happen. i wouldn't want to know what's going to happen. maybe some kind of respect for you may form, maybe we could be friends. but i tell you, it's not going to happen that easily. Especially if i'm the one who gets flamed by a nameless coward.
now, directed at this anon guy, i've got a few words to share with you.
first, i can deduce that you may not have been brought up by your biological parents. you don't have the proper parent love that my dad and mum showers me all the time. From this: in those 6 words you used 2 offending statements, both of which contains vulgar language. the f-word may have been censored off, but i sure know what lies beneath the mask of the 4 asterisks. Sure, i may have influenced by my vulgar father, but my mother keeps it in check. So in my previous 70 posts i've only ranted with vulgar language once. which makes my probability of using vulgar language one out of seventy, maybe twice out of seventy-one(you just wait and see). at least it's better than you, who uses it once in the one tag that you put in. at least i have a complete family. unlike some nameless coward who puts sexual taunts in some tagboard that i have.
by the way, touching on sexual taunts, i'm a male, and a darn straight one at that. don't come looking for me. look for others. you've come to the wrong blog, wrong tagboard, wrong country, wrong world. even if Singapore allows gay marriages (i wouldn't think so, Singapore's a progressing country), and if i'm gay (not that probable, because i don't blow guys on principle), i'd marry a person with a proper name and initials who has a complete family. i'm that sort of person. But it's going to be
delta x near zero, simply because, like i said, i'm straight.
Think i'm long-winded? Want to leave? Either way, just listen to me, it's going to end pretty soon.
go to hell, whoever the hell you are. the society doesn't need people like you. the society doesn't need you.
so i still stay at 1 vulgar post in 71.
now. on a separate note, hmm.
i just recalled, and realised, like, my last band practice was the 26/07. the parent's showcase. I really can't believe the secondary 4's of the 2008 batch would step down so quietly.
it's really unbelievable. we don't deserve it. maybe not me, but the Sec 4's who sacrificed a fraction of their studies to go for the KL WMBC put in a hell lot of work. and pain. they sacrificed a hell load of things, they gave so much for the band, and in the end they get nothing but just a Silver, world standard, and "that's it! go back and study hard. all the best for your prelims!" WTF. i'm actually contemplating NOT to go back to help the band. it's a mess. it's so bloody disorganised.
ending on a disappointed note,
~BenjaminTAN