Obnoxious Classmates With Something Stuck Up Their Craw...

Ladies and gentlemen, it is time. Time to unleash the fury. Time to be a super-duper mega bitch. Time to be vulgar. Time to seriously scold people. Time to chop off noses held high in the air. Time to mention names because at this point, who the hell cares??

I haven't had the urge to rave and rant since probably a few years ago (if I'm not mistaken) and frankly speaking, it's been a long time coming.

And I'm being honest here...real names ARE being mentioned. So, be warned. Like I always say, dare to write, dare to reveal. After all a blog is an item of public viewing so it's beside the purpose of having the thinking that no one will read it.

At Mathew Yap's class today we were noisy. Granted, we're ALWAYS noisy regardless of whichever class we're in. The class is clearly divided into three separate groups sitting away from each other albeit at a near distance.

Onto my left, The Obnoxious Mass Comm Diploma Holders led by the arrogant creature Little Miss Garang (Fierce) a.k.a V (I'm serious, Her Majesty has requested for us to acknowledge her as that). In the centre, we have The Extra Thinkers who's leader goes by the name Makcik Kau (Your Auntie) nee Doris. They're like the overachieving diplomats or something like that. And to the right corner huddled in a clump, The Noisemakers who don't need any leaders really, because everyone there contributes their share of leadership qualities in ensuring everbody else makes noise.

Do you get a sense of deja vu like as if you've been there, done that?? Somewhere like in High School?? Because that's exactly what it is made out to be.

The whole problem stemmed when V came up to this girl, Meera, and snidely inquired if she thought our whole group was being noisy. Meera, slightly confused returned the question by asking who she meant. V succinctly pointed to The Noisemakers and Meera understood. Her answer was that no, they weren't noisy just a little loud. Meera is a fellow Noisemaker.

Get my drift??

Hello?? Knock knock, Miss Garang. Do you hear yourself talk or is it just a loud roar in your ears?? Did you not realize you were openly expressing your heartfelt hatred for The Noisemakers in front of a fellow Noisemaker??

Ohh, and by the way, I'm from The Noisemakers too. Go figure, right?? Where else would I be??

It kinda hit me and Fidah that one of the reasons V confided in Meera was the fact that the two of them were Indians. No racist comment intended but hey, I call it as I see it. And the way I see it is that V kinda saw Meera as an ally just because they were of the same race.

Did she not think that if she could have loyal subjects at her disposal --including one sidekick that NEVER leaves her side-- we could not??

Sorry to disappoint but we have very loyal members.

Meera immediately informed Fidah of the situation after class and of course, Fidah pulled me in right after the details were spilled. This, in front of the whole group of Noisemakers without being conspicuos because V's boyfriend was presently smoking with Mr. Isaac.

Initially, I thought the conversation was because Miss Garang thought Meera was making a beeline for her beloved boyfriend. But nooooooo. It was about us.

And you know how I am when it comes to people talking about me and my group of friends.

First of all. Who the hell does this bitch think she is asking our people what they thought of us?? What, you think Meera would jump ship with you just because you're of the same race??

You think we're just stupid empty tin cans that make so much noise but produce nothing?? Just because you hold a bloody diploma in Mass Communications, you think you hold the upper hand?? You think you're fucking superior to us all??

You think by constantly putting lecturers down by blatantly correcting their mistakes makes you better than a lecturer?? Fine, then YOU be the fucking lecturer. Put your bloody diploma to good use then.

Then, and only then I'll sic Rosz on you and see how it feels to get served with a keg of neverending sarcasm. I can ensure you, not only is Rosz capable of it but so are the rest of us.

Just because we're loud and fucking hyper --something YOU'RE obviously not-- you think we're personifications of empty vessels. Please, talk to my fucking fat hand.

You think you're such an angel, shushing us at your will. Did you really think we would listen to you?? Even Mathew Yap doesn't do that. And by the way, bless my ears. I didn't even HEAR you shushing at me, Miss Sidekick so your efforts just went wasted. Literally, they fell on deaf ears.

Answer me this, bitch. Do you really want me to go around asking people --Miss Sidekick included-- why you are so uptight and whether or not if you had something stuck up your asshole since the day you were born into this glorious world?? Because with that ever-present downturned face of yours, one might think it were possible.

I only heard about it when Nick told you so you better count yourself lucky I didn't catch that.

Secondly. If you're so fucking unhappy at our boisterous behavior, then why didn't you tell us upfront instead of secretly pulling one of us into this. Is Miss Garang actually un-Garang in real life?? You want Garang, bitch?? I'll show you Garang.

You just wait, you. One more nonsense from you and I'll be waiting to scratch your fucking eyes out. I'm just waiting to pick a bone with you regardless of whether you cornered my friend or not.

You think you can just bully people into joining your side of the group?? Please. Nobody wants a group so uptight one could get a wedgie just being there.

How we behave is none of your bloody business and since we didn't even comment on how BORING your group is there is no reason for you to take the initiative and start a fire.

Are you so free as to conduct all this nonsense?? Stop being an assholic nuisance and go home and entertain your boyfriend, lahh.

I know it seems far-fetched but I sincerely hope you read this. So you can finally know that I have had enough of your high-handed nose-sticking attitude and how much I really, really, REALLY loathe and despise you, your presence, your boyfriend and your trusty sidekick.

Stay away from my friends, bitch.

Cross them one more time and we'll be after you faster than ants to dead carcasses.

Laterz...
Lenny