Even nice people have their limits. I learnt that today. I was kind of shocked when two of my teammates came up to me and told me that they wanted to penalise our other teammate who they felt was a bloody slacker, to say the least. I was shocked because these two people are really two extremely nice people and I’ve worked with them before even with Ks and Hp. They’re hardly the kind of people who complain, about anything. After they told the professor about the apparent problem I was even more shocked to learn that they wanted to give her the lowest grade. See, even nice people have their limits.

Personally, I hate to get involved in this kind of shit. After you lodge your complaint, the professor wants to arrange a meeting, do some formal administration work, blah blah blah it’s just too messy and irritating. I should know. I’ve been there, done that. Definitely didn’t enjoy it, especially since you don’t really get any redress but instead are faced with unecessary confrontation, messy paperwork and more time zapped away. I mean, it just seems useless to me because by giving the slacker a few less marks, you don’t gain anything. For me, it’s all about payoff, especially in tangible forms. If I don’t stand to gain anything, I rather not get involved. After all, there are free riders everywhere. Ks thinks I’m jinxed, because I have at least one free-rider case every semester. I don’t know what’s the matter with these free riders. I mean, don’t they feel guilty? I mean, even a not-so-nice person like me can’t stomach being mean to such nice people. The least these nice people expect is some effort on your part.

I have another gripe. I wish to hit some morons with a club. They deserve to be hit. I’m talking about those idiots who message you on friendster. These idiots do not seem to understand simple English. My profile clearly states 21, Female, Married. Ok fine, I’m not married but if my profile says I’m married, you better assume I’m married and NOT bug me. Even if I were single I wouldn’t want to reply to idiotic messages like these:

"Hi, I saw ur profile on friendster. can mk frens?"

"hey, saw your photos, call me sometime. _9_______"

I think all thse guys think it’s really hot to have extra martial affairs. Gross!

I don’t like the way some Indian guys think you owe them a living just because you’re Indian. Actually some Indian girls act that way too but it’s the men who seem to pose more of a probelm to me. It’s soooo ridiculous that they actually think that I should smile/talk/make any facial expression if I see them just because we’re of the same race. I mean, like who the hell cares? I do not need to even acknowledge your presence, for your information. I admit I can be a snob most of the time sometimes, but the fact of the matter is that I am a snob irregardless of race. Of course I am more inclined to treat you like dirt if you expect me to treat you like royalty. Quite obviously if you’re a deluded fool you need someone like me to show you what a fool you really are.

I tell you they are not in the majority. Not all Indian men are like that. It’s just the young punks who think they’re oooh-so-hot-even-though-they-look-like-shit and travel in packs who act so barbarically. My rant stems particularly from the disgusting attitude of the young Indian security guards at my apartment. They’re soooooo bloody irritating. They refuse to open the damn door unless I freakin’ flash them a fake smile and a equally fake wave. I hate them. It’s like they get some psychotic pleasure out of infuriating me. I don’t understand why they’re so irritating. They’re not even remotely cute. The malay security guards are so much cuter and yet they’re so decent (I have this thing that cute guys should be jerks) why can’t these Indian morons learn from them? I’m nice to people who’re nice to me and those who deserve niceness. I make it a point to chat up all the decent ones, especially the older ones. I just have to clench my fists and grit my teeth when faced with the annoying punks.

Darn them. I’m ashamed to acknowledge them as fellow members of the human race, let alone ethnicity.