#3. Annoying People

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#3. Annoying People (Requested)

Alright so yea I'm taking requests now apparently...
Though I changed this one because the more I think about it the more I can relate to it :)

OK. ANNOYING PEOPLE. Let's begin.

I can classify annoying people into two categories on the top of my head.

1. The *ANNOYING* friend.

I think a lot of people would put me down as one of these. This type of friend is just DOWNRIGHT annoying. Like pestering you, bugging you, invading your privacy, crossing defined borders more than 50% of the time.

These people are your friends because deep down under their idiotic exterior you know they can be dnm, sensible and mature when they have to be...But usually they like clowning around and shit, just making your life difficult.

Like for example, I'll admit I'm quite the pest on the Parra bus. When I'm near the vicinity of my crib (the back seat bandits yo) then I start going spastic and generally being a nuisance to anyone within range.

But deep down, I'm not really an asshole...right?

2. The *ANNOYING* stranger.

This is purely subjective. But when it comes to meeting one of these people, I really don't know what to do.

a. They're bigger than you.

I'm on the train on my way back home. It's already a tiring day, especially coz I had to wake up at 7 to get to truong. I had nfi what was going on in curve sketching so yea, I'm like dead. And then, on the train from Fairfield, there's a whole crew of them wogs shouting, laughing, causing headaches. Now they're wearing doggies jerseys so they're diehard fans so if I tell them to shut up they'll bash my head in...And if i give them a dirty they'll bash me too.

See in this case I would walk away or dig my earphones out, but the annoying stranger(s) win this time around.

b. They're smaller than you.

3:08pm Friday, I'm tired and my james's have been rustled already this morning because the dickhead bus driver let all the girls on first. I'm chilling in the crib on the 2694 along with the Parra homies, and then THEY come.

Yea you know them. Parra crew. They're the munted year 10 cunts who look and act like buck-toothed geese. They talk and yell like they own the bus, and their conversations are loud and boisterous, and usually filled with some random content that lowers the average IQ of the bus by 50.

I've shouted at them to shut up countless times, but the more I think about it the more I want to smash them. And considering the last time I saw this guy grab his "friend", a chick, by the throat, it makes me wanna teach them some authority and make them little scaredy cunts that respect others and their space on the bus.

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I go over to a family friend's place and they open the door and let me in. They want to show me around their new house but there's also this bastard little kid, about five years old, that's obsessed with war and fighting etc. So I walk in and he's holding this inflatable Bob the Builder hammer and he starts whacking me for no reason at all. He's going at it for about ten minutes and I'm restraining myself from strangling him or wrenching the hammer and belting him myself, before his "uncle" and "auntie" tell him to stop.

Then I go upstairs to explore and then friend lets me play LoL on his pc...so I'm happily Rivening and then that bastard comes up and pokes me with two plastic swords, pretending to be some pirate...I wear headphones and pretend i cant hear him, so he keeps poking me and calling my name next to my ear...FUARK I WANNA SMASH THAT LITTLE IDIOT

SO... How do I deal with annoying people?

Well, first things first I don't really hit them...though I'm tempted to.
In most circumstances I just put up with it, however sometimes when I'm really annoyed I walk away or ignore them.
There's never been a time where I've actually cracked and lashed out recently tbh, i remember when i used to be an absolute spastic and lash out at everyone for something minor haha

But mind you, there are some cunts out there who I'd happily pound and send packing :)

#2. Parents.

New post every week, I promised :)

Yeah so this week i was contemplating what topic to blog about, and I'm sitting in front of my now-defunct pc and my mum just starts shouting expletives at me for being lazy/idiotic/money-waster and what-not, so what better topic to do.

Parents.

define:parents - "A father or mother."

I guess in times of need and "un-need", parents are there for us.

When we need advice, or food, or pocket money, parents are there for us.
When we need sleep, time to chill from homework, or a reality check, parents are also there for us.

Our generation's parents can be classified as cool or downright retarded, put simply.

Lets talk about race first.

White Parents:

White parents, from what I've seen, are ballistic and brutal, but at the same time lenient and chill.
In the early years, a white child would face absolute hell. Because they are so naughty, their parents swear at them, ground them etc. I was walking at Town Hall today and on the station concourse a white mother was laying her shit at her five (or around) year old, after he decided that no matter what he was going to buy a $4 pack of chips from the Smiths vending machine. The child was bawling his eyes out for not being able to eat some junk food and the mother's face was burning in anger. They had about a ten minute stand-off before the child gave in when the mum threatened to leave him at Town Hall by himself.

That's brutal.

During teen years, white parents tend not to care much about their child's wellbeing, only their happiness. The young years have taught the children to be hardy and not to take everything for granted. Some white kids will develop the wrong way from this treatment and go apeshit and do drugs and stuff, but others grow up learning respect and resilience.

Overall, I reckon white parenting is good.

Asian Parents:

Asian parents are the exact opposite of white parents. Before educational years, they pamper you and bow down to you as if you're God.

As you reach 5-6, they start going wild at you. Whereas white parents use words, condemnations, shame and grounding as punishments, Asian parents yell and scream and spit at you like a rabid dog, then finish you off with corporal punishment. I myself have been subject to such barbaric methods of teaching.

As you grow older, their expectations grow as well. Whereas in young age they joked about you being a world famous doctor/lawyer/engineer now they expect you to become what they dreamed of you becoming...you're basically a living dream O_O

Yea, I reckon Asian parenting sucks.

I would graph the level of parental expectations but blogger sucks :(

TBH i don't like the way I was brought up, I got smacked in the butt like once a year from 5 to 12 so I was pretty sad, yearly beating :( But I've never really hated my parents for berating me/hitting me etc

Once my mum got pissed at me in year 1 for not doing my homework, so she got the featherduster to whip me. I snatched the duster off her, snapped it in half in front of her face, and stared her down (up?) and from then on I have always had this "i dont like listening to my parents" attitude...

But all in all, parents do whatever they can to help you, whether we think so or not. Their methods may be a bit unorthodox but that's just their interpretation of "right". In that sense, I respect my mum and dad for who they are and what they did for me :)

Scumbags

its sad to hear that james yao long chen finds a childish game like megapolis more amusing than the spirit of heart.

its this piece of shit game down here.

EDIT: after further review, it has been established that james is currently fortifying his virginity

:O FIRST NEW POST

Oh wow, it feels like forever since I've posted...So, welcome back, Blogger.

So apparently this is the remade version of The Spirit of Heart, a very controversial and widely debated blog with topics related to all sorts of deep and meaningful things in life...l0l

Where should I begin?So yeah..I think I'll still write dnm stuff here, about 90%The other 10% will be filled with mandatory computer shitCoz i fill up blogs that way.

OK! TOPIC ONE: THIRD WHEELING.

Well, here we have it, ladies and gentlemen, the first topic of The Spirit of Heart v2. I guess today, having been exposed to this sort of behavior for the past few days, I'll talk about third wheeling.

For those of you that don't know what third-wheeling is, here's a quick definition:"One who deters the socialization of a couple, perhaps when being invited out of pity or through a feeling of duty. This person may be eased into the situation by being allowed to stay in an environment he or she has become accustomed to (perhaps a kitchen, where the third wheel can bake cookies for the couple.) The third wheel may feel uncomfortable about watching the couple canoodle on his her her sofa, but none of this is taken into consideration."

So, lets talk about me being the third wheel. I myself have been a third wheel on multiple occasions (or at least felt like I was the third wheel), but I've also been on the receiving end. Both aren't nice feelings.

Theres Person A whom I am very good friends with and he is hanging out/chilling/wantsin with Person B. Person B, for example, decides to sit down on one side of the table. Person A then, wanting in, sits with Person B. Being a nice friend, I naturally sit with Person A. However, all other persons in the group decide to sit on the other side of the table. This is a classic example of being the third wheel...

There are other times, say when Person C, who wants in with Person D, needs some stationery from Officeworks. He/she drags Person D along to accompany them on a 5 minute stationery shopping spree. Again, coincidentally I need stationery as well so I tag along with Person C. 2 + 1 = 3, and I'm the third wheel.

Then there are the more generalised third wheeling techniques such as looming...

"Clubs" such as the Pho Club never work with three people, because three's a crowd, there's bound to be a third wheeler.Idk what to think as a third wheeler, generally i like to take some distance as not to interfere with any chemical reactions that are occurring in front of me..,but I cant help but think about what the two people in front of me are thinking, AS WELL AS all my other friends...I dont like people talking behind my back, so yeah hahaha

Recently I got shouted at for thirdwheeling one of my friends, which I do admit to...but the reaction WAS kinda harsh :s So i guess I wont be trying that for a while haha

I can understand that reaction though, because I myself have been thirdwheeled many times...Sometimes I just wanna shout at them GO AWAY PLZ MAN CANT YOU SEE THERES SHIT GOIN ON but I dont have the balls to do that...So yea I just pretend nothing happens :s

Anyway, that was the first post, way too long :(

The Revival of Heart

Ladies,

We are back due to popular demand. Now calm your tits and the posts shall resume...soon.

In the meantime you can read this: 

"Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye"

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