WARNING: Long post ahead, read at your own risk ( prepare a bantal busuk just in case you fall asleep in front of your laptop/ table PC).
Sometimes I really wonder what the hell is wrong with human beings, or specifically, human's mindset.
There are always these type of people who seems to be extremely busy until the extend that he or she couldn't attend classes ON TIME or have to skip classes, yet having plenty of time to enjoy leisure activities
( swimming, jogging, golf or whatever physical activities) and doing something which is good- for- nothing.
I'm not criticising anyone here, but just to share what I encountered in my college.
There's this somebody, lets call that person Mr. S, and assume that person is a male. Most of the time he'll be late for classes. For example, afternoon class starts at 1.45pm and ends at 5.00pm. That particular feller will come in during the break hour or after the break hour which is around 3pm something or sometimes by 4pm something. I've no problems with Mr. S coming to class late as I'm not the lecturer and I'm not interested to interfere in such situation. However, what I'm irritated is whenever somebody came in late, the person who is late for class is distracting the class' & lecturer attentions to the subject! First point here, all of us paid for our education
( which is normally sponsored by our parents and though it's kinda economical compared to other colleges, but hey, RM 7K can be a large amount to some family wokay?!), thus if he's not interested to continue in his study, then why don't he just join the National Sports Council
( Majlis Sukan Negara) and be an athlete instead of coming to class late most of the time and distract the flow of knowledge?
There were many times I heard about his personality. Take note here, I'm nobody to judge others' personalities as I know even myself is not perfect, and I always stick to my principle that
' Nobody can judge others, other than The One who gave us life'. Previously, I heard and seen that he likes to bugs girls in class and talk nonsense with them, specially girls who are not available anymore
( have boyfriend already lah). However, I'm not interested to get involve with these type of nonsense and ain't gonna interfere with it
( trying to be ignorance and avoid unnecessary problems). I thought I can get away from problems as long as I stick to my own business and ignore things like that, but it seems that Mr. S can't survive without implanting hatred in others. I got really irritated with him during the Thursday afternoon class before Deepavali break which I find him a very annoying creature who is damn desperate for attention until the extend of willing to spoil his own reputation just to gain attention.
To cut the story short, I'll just write briefly about what actually happen that day and why am I getting so pissed with him.
I woke up extremely late that day
( because I lost my phone and couldn't wake up on time without the usual ' bombing' ring tone from my phone), rushed to the college and arrived around 3pm without having my lunch and having headache that day
( cuz drinking too much the previous night). When I arrive in the class
( Class G, second floor), I don't see any of my classmate in the class nor their belongings
( which means the class might be cancelled). Since then, I'll just sat in the class and go online until 5pm
( as I told my mom to fetch me in the usual place by that time, and Note: I've no handphone that time). Mr. S came in much later, which was between 4.15pm to 4.30pm, in his usual brown colour jacket and grey singlet. I was sitting in the corner at the back of the class where I usually sat, enjoying myself with the music and facebook + ing, and he approach me and asked
' Where are the others?' in a very rude manner
( Hello, did I own him a favor or am I his maid?). Since then, I just pretended that I didn't heard his question and continue with my business. He then came near to the corner where I sat, and repeated his question in the same manner, which I found him very irritating, so in return, I answered him back, in my usual monotone
' How should I know?' without wanting to turn my head and look at him
( kinda obsessed with my game that time actually).
I guess Mr. S got irritated with me or perhaps the way I answer him, he just stand there without moving and stare at me which makes me feel very uncomfortable
( I hate to have unnecessary attention by people whom I'm not close to), so I put away my laptop
( to the chair next to me) and stood up, and told him off.
* My fault*~ Story Started~
Me: " You can bugs any girls you want in the class, that is not my fucking business, but don't mess with me when I'm not in the mood. " * In a sarcastic way*Mr. S: * Gave me a smile which I felt pervertish instead of sarcastic, took off his brown jacket and threw it to the floor, showing me his skeleton* " You?" * gave me a look which he thinks is threatening to me* " I don't fight with girls" * pointing at me with his index finger*Me: * strike back sarcastically* " I don't fight with jerks who bug girls as well."Mr. S: " What are you talking about? I don't bug girls, I was accused. You better becareful. You are mad and insane!" * raising his voice*Me: " Whatever it is, why don't you just leave me alone and mind your own business?"Mr. S said something, but I couldn't catch the words due to his prononciations and the way he uttered.Mr. S: " I know a lot of people outside, so you better becareful" * In a threatening way*Me: * strike back sarcastically* " Knowing a lot pf people is one, getting them to know you and work for you is another. Who do you think you are?"Mr. S glared at me thinking that I'll feel afraid and appologies for about a minute. ( NOTE: I don't like having direct eye contact in this type of situation, it's a form of challenge to me and irritating me). Then he took out his PDA phone, dial a number, pretending that he's some sort of gangster or what, but eventually he's calling one of my Law Lecturer to collect some notes which he missed out due to absenties.Mr. S: " You are mad. You are insane." * and something else, but I couldn't remember what exactly it is* " You get out! I don't want to see you, get out now!"Me: * sarcastically* " Does the building belongs to you? I paid my fees to the college's managements, not you. You can turn away if you don't want to see me, I don't want to see you either."That feller kept standing the same position, blocking my way and refuse to move away.Me: * feeling very irritated with him* " Are you going to get out of my way or you wanna have a good one from me?"Mr. S walk away to get his brown jacket which he threw on the floor earlier, took his bag, and walk out of the class. Before going out, he stand by the door and warned me to becareful, saying that I'm insane and mad and shut the door with a slam.Previously
( before the incident), I have no comment towards that feller, but ever since that incident happen, seriously, he implanted a very poor impression to me Yet I don't hate him, just having poor impression towards that person.
Then on Friday I skipped class as I'm travelling back to Perak, and I've totally forgot about that feller because I'm kinda excited to have my holiday in my hometown, sleeping the day off and get myself crazy
( hehehe).
Then this Thursday
( the week after Deepavali holiday), I heard from a friend of mine in the same class for the same subject
( but this time the lecturer came in), that he is spreading a few different version of that particular incident of me threaten to harm him or get gangster to hit him! He even reported the different version of the story to one of my Law Lecturer, kononnya for the sake of his own safety! Somehow I really wonder what the fuck is wrong with him, and I pity his parents of having such inmatured son with his childish behaviour.
If he's not going to pay much attention in his studies, that is his problem; if he wanna come to class late, that is also his fucking problem; he wanna bugs girls and make himself a pervert, go on with it la, I'm nobody to stop him as long as his don't bugs me! Why the hell is he creating stories to tarnish my reputation?
If he's so desperate for attention, he can always strip himself naked and run along Petaling Street or go home and fuck himself lah! Why the hell he wanna get me in the game and spoil my image? I don't like to have troubles in the place where I'm suppose to learn what I'm suppose to learn and pass my exam!
I welcome any form of healthy challenges, but I don't like to have any problems with anybody in college because I believe that I can learn better in a harmony situation. I never want to have any unnecessary direct eye contact which will trigger any misunderstanding or uneasiness in others and myself.
I need a space of my own, which I call it my own territory and I don't like to have strangers or people whom I'm not really close to, intruding my territory; having direct eye contact which transmit the message of unhealthy challenges! They can do whatever they like, but not over the limit. I can't accept people stepping on me, climbing on my head and started to shit and bark on my head, treating me as if I'm some sort of idiot!
Now, for the first time ever in the past 5 months, studying in this college, I guess I've learnt the meaning of hatred, and I guess I'm joining the train of hatred towards Mr. S. Seriously, the fire of anger burn automatically when I see him ever since I knew his personality.
So fucking annoying like that can die!
ARRRRRGGGGGGGHHHH!!!!
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SMALL TALK(S):
" I'm in the same group with Mr. S in doing the notes for Literature, and that's what irritated me further. He's kinda lazy as well, and seriously I don't think he's going to do his part of work, yet when the outcome is presented, I guess he'll get his part of marks as well!"
" Thanks to a classmate who offered to switch group with Mr. S to do the work with me, but I declined. No doubt the offer is good to me, but think over again, that classmate is doing Chapter 4 alone ( because that chapter has only 3 pages), and with the laziness of Mr. S, I don't think he's going to do his work and will give a lot of excuses. At the end, the whole English Literature class will suffer without notes and learn nothing. So to be fair to the class, I guess I'll just stick to my own plan of doing Chapter 8 alone, and present it alone, then probably will ask the lecturer to give Mr. S another work to do so that it'll be fair to everybody. ( I don't like to have parasites tagging along and share the result of my hardwork!)"