Saturday, September 25, 2004

.losers are everywhere.

i hate losers. i hate people who turn to scratching people's car when they know direct confrontation can never work for them. yes, they are pathetic. so pathetic.
people who thinks they can live their way thru by just slacking, by escaping all the work, by spending everything they earn, come on, get yrself a life. you can never succeed. perhaps i am too objective. perhaps i am too direct at times. but if u are unhappy with me, confront me. tell me RIGHT on MY FACE. don't do despicable stuff like talking on my back, scratching my beloved car , or stealing my important documents which will get me into shit. come on. its just too loserish. LOSER. LOSER. LOSER.
i am just expressing what i felt 2 days ago. yes. my car got scratched. a very long key scratch . deliberate, and look very fierce. hate me all you want. i don't really bother, but remember everyone now knows you are a LOSER. a complete failure in life.
i guess life is just like that. all sorts of people. people u can never clique with. people you just can't wait to see his deserts. people you just feel shouldn't exist at all. there shouldn't be hatred among people, but too bad, its impossible.
take advantage of me. exploit me. i don't really mind. no harm for me. at least i learn so much more. i don't mind doing dirty work. at least now i know how to use the excel WELL. at leadt now i know how things around me work and not behave like i know a lot but actually don't. now, tell me. who is the loser? the loser who scratch my car. the loser who feels he can get away with slacking his way through. the loser who thought he can be successful in life next time without working hard. the loser who thinks having a life means going to geylang to fuck some chick. the loser who thinks leading a sporty life is just plain boring. the loser who nobody respects. the loser who knows nuts. the loser who knows he is a loser yet tries so hard to prove he isn't. yes. these people just exist in this world. and unfortunately, i work with him everyday. i need to see his pathetic face everyday. don't pity me. pity him. i don't think he really likes my face too anyway. ha.
losers like him makes me stand out. at least i get more trust, more accolades, and of course more work to do. i hate doing nothing. i predict i will be a workholic next time striving very hard to get up the corporate ladder with the quickest time possible, before anybody does. yes i am competitive. so what. i just don't like being classified as the lower class. i will never allow myself to. NEVER.
i don't care. think that i am a loser who will just say and never do? be patient. just wait.





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