Sunday, January 11, 2009

I hate cliques



Unlike American schools, we don't have jocks, emo kids, goths, preps nor do we have hardcore gangsters. Most people pissed in their pants, striving to get into one of these "bimbotic" tribes, as you call it. That's just plain stupid. It's eccentric and I find it very amusing that the kids in Brunei have created a whole new system of categorizing them lunatics into tribes like:

1) The chinese - They're definitely friends with each other amongst their own race, regardless of age, sex, level and the number of homeworks they do and the grades they get. We all know that pork consumers with eyes to the power of nano micrometres, are naturally brainiacs. With madmen like these, kids with average IQ feel degraded and unloved. So sad, right?

Eyes to the power of nano micrometres. HA HA HA HA!

But there's an exception to the limit of the intelligence of these creatures, that is the dumbass basketball chinese players.

I am now going to lay out the daily routine of your typical c-buddy.

6am: *Wake up call* Chinese says to itself, "No need to mandi loh, since i oledi eat pork last night. Meh."

6.30am: *On the way to school riding a Kijang* I wonder if i should rewrite my Bio essay and my History essay, OH BUDDHA, did i remember to bring my darling basketball today?

7am: *glides to classroom and arrives classroom*

7.30am: *begins intensive concentration and vigorous writing and also oblivious to its surroundings*

Breaktime: *Takes out pork along with dimsum and lomakai and egg tart and starts to share with other chinese* (Mind you, privilege Chinese only)

Afterschool: Play basketball with their c-buddies or attending non-other than the famous tuition at flying colours. Not to forget the Logarithm joke that only the chinese get.

Midnight:*After hardwork at tuition, competiting with other "smart-chinese" wannabes and frustrated that the tuition session only offers a maximum of 10 hours, they start to cry and vent their defeat on Mah Jong with its Popo.

Okay, enough about the chinese. Chinese New Year is coming and I would like to wish them Gong Xi Fa Chai. Eat more meat. The pigs are squealing for help, you evil people.

You motherfuckers! How could you!



2) The Malays. The diehard football freaks are freaks. They become insomniatic during football season and cry like pussies when Manchester United loses. What is the real deal here, man? It's not like football is god, goddamnit. These mommaboys venture their journey in school with their fellow Nomads, ever so loyal to each other.

Besides them, there are the preppy Malays. Never to be seen without a designer bag or their slave-like boyfriends, who obviously worship the air they breathe. Imitated products become a laughing stock of daddy's little princess and a hot gossip amongst their group. Poor, poor people. If you get what i mean.

Note: My advice to you preppy haters, if you hate them with a burning passion, just strip them off of their virginity or, for girls, throw up on their perfect round boobs and discreetly place a fresh dog shit in their LV bag. Oh, don't forget girls, don't break a nail!

I can't be bothered to think about other trivial cliques. World hear me out, being in a clique, makes you a fucktard and "fake". You might think it's cool to hang out with "my 50 friends", when you don't actually have a real friend, 'cuz all you need is one.


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