Dear ______________,
If you think that I like you, haha, congrats, I’ve succeeded at fooling you. If you see me behaving as though I like you, I’m just pretending. You have taught me that life is just a masquerade, so now; I’m just practicing what you preach. I admit that I’m slow, stupid and bird-brained, but you know what?! You don’t have the right to make my life miserable just because you are so fast that you can multi-task thousands of tasks at once. You don’t have the right to force me into playing mind games with you just because you want to prove to me that you are so clever… at politicking. You once asked me why my general knowledge trumps yours. You have already devoted a large % of your brains to politicking, no wonder your brains don’t have much room left for general knowledge. One more time you boast that you are sooooooooo street-smart, teach me how to be as street-smart as you lah, since you so smart. Don’t you dare roll your eyes at me and purr, “Wahbiangeh, you so stupid eh, zero common sense, how to teach???! !! I can’t teach you something that you are not born with.”
You call me abnormal, you si N-something-something, go si lah, you call me rude and arrogant; I think that you are the truly rude and arrogant ones. You are arrogant because you believe that your so-called “normality” gives you the right to be rude towards me. You wonder why I always seem so angry while you don’t seem angry at all huh, let me explain to you why… You release your anger passive-aggressively through gila behaviors such as huddling together in your cliques to b***h and whine and laugh like hyenas and screech like banshees.
You mind yourselves, huh, mind yourselves. You are best at pushing people off the edge, then shrug your shoulders and manja, “What happened huh? I didn’t do anything leh!” I warn you huh, if you try to push me off the edge again, I’ll push you too so that you can’t manja anymore.