I feel this urgent need to get all the negative aura out of my system, and the only way to do so, is to bitchhh.

I hate people who inflate their ego when I talk to them nicely just to gain superiority over me. Ah, the loser.
I hate people who are unable to repay my niceties with basic courtesy. I dont expect you to bow down to me and acknowledge my presence by saying "O the Great One", nor do I expect you to worship my brilliance. Or perhaps I should just stop making such a big assumption, that is that humans are able to converse civilisedly, because apparently, they are not able to do so.
I hate people who openly degrade and underestimate me, even when they're no better. There is a distinctive difference between pointing out my mistakes and degrading me, and I am not so dumb as to not differentiate the two.
I hate people who live to see me die.
I hate people who think only of revenge and and live strictly by the "and eye for an eye" theory. I mean, really. Everyone will get their share of pain and joy, and there is absolutely no need for anyone to try to take power in their hands and resort to using it as defence. How much more pathetic can you get? Surely ten years of education has taught you that revenge takes you no where?

I'm sorry, it's the devil speaking. I am merely putting it into words for him. I am not responsible for any of the aforementioned statements, so don't hate me.

Today was the screening of the second part of the movie "O", which is adapted from Shakespeare's Othello. I am ashamed to admit that I have never watched it, and have absolutely no background knowledge of Othello, except a very brief idea of the plot (which I read up from Wikipedia). I was crushed by the fact that Josh Hartnett is such a cutie, but happens to be so psychotic and a tad too revengeful. God. Whyyyy does this happen all the time?

Training today was quite exciting, I am surprised to say. It was intense and right after I gave my reply speech, Sam, Azy and I skipped to the toilets because we were practically keeping it in. After the trip to the toilet and several slips of the tongue (on my part), we jumped around the field and started screaming like hooligans.

Competitions this Saturday. I am psyched. :)

SHOCKING.