I don’t have anywhere or anyone to spat this anger to. So
I decided to write-it-out. I first jotted this feeling down in my journal. But
then, while expressing all the angers in the book, I suddenly realised that my
journal is only a 5” notebook. Then I thought to myself, “I have a blog for a
reason”. Hah. Well my brain is always like that when it comes to certain
situations. You know, functioning only when you’re already in the middle of
doing something kind of brain. But hey, I did mention ‘certain’ alright. So
that doesn’t mean all the time. Never underestimate someone else’s power. Hah!
I took 6 subjects in my second semester of being a
communication student at my college. Well when 4 is already a hell for some, all
of you people who take less than mine should be really thankful. Wait till you
hear from them who take 7. Okay?! Learn to say Alhamdulillah all the time lah
fellow student oiii (Muslims of course). Non-Muslims, you should train
yourselves to say “Thank you god” all the time. But, I’m not here to preach
about any religious related things. I have this thought that has been bugging
me since day 1 of this one class. And this thing is stated in almost every
religion that exists. Okay, I’m gonna jump straight to my point.
I love my subjects this semester. Most of it is an
eye-opener for a young person who needs to be educated like me. And one of the
subjects is Agama-agama Di Malaysia. Teach by the honourable Dr. MNM. Okay
first things first. Do you know who this Dr. is? Do you really think that he’s
only a normal middle-aged lecturer that you always met? Well guess what? He’s
not what you think he is. He is a respectable politician despite from which
party he supports and came from. He used to teach student in the States and he
also holds so many powerful position in famous universities around Malaysia.
And do you really think such well educated person like him would waste his time
teaching us Malaysian student who are not thankful to have him as a lecturer?
Well I think everybody (in his class) already knew that he is a 65 year old
man. When you can’t respect him as a lecturer because his boring lessons and
whatsoever, try to respect him as your grandfather. He used to tell us that he
has 6 beautiful grandchildren and some of them are around our ages. Would you
enjoy seeing your grandpa to be treated like that? Treated like what you ask
me? Well ask yourselves. I’m not the one who walked right past him without
asking any permission to be dismissed for a moment to the toilet. And of
course, I already know that you peasants are too sleepy and by right wanted to
smoke a hella pack of cigarette!
I can’t stand it with rude people! You are so RUDE! Why
are you rude! Didn’t your parents teach you to respect the elders? Or are they
the ones who cherish the moments in training you to be a rude brat? Whoah! Oopsy daisy! Someone mention the word parents hereeee. P-A-R-E-N-T-S niggahhh. So now I am rude for saying things that maybe only you knew about your parents? Well as the saying goes; in order for US to be respected by others, learns to respect OTHERS first!
sincerely,
-me who can't stand your rudeness and feels like kicking you to death x
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