I'm such a loser.

I couldn't even get my detractors to attack me..
I'm such a failure in life.
I'm a sad son of a bitch...

Take pity on me...

Woe Is ME!
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Ha ha, but seriously,
I've just realised how much down hill my life
has become since I've transitioned from
primary education to the secondary schools...

Friendster sucks.

That's a fact,
One thing its useful for though,
is that you get to track down your mates from
primary school and see how much they've changed.

Whoa...
Some change...

All the males I've known have either become geeks (over achieving)
or buff males, with a social status that makes me detest them.

All extreme ends of the spectrum...
Some changes huh?

Puberty...
Bah...


But then,
who cares about the males?
I'm not gay,
and I don't intend to be...
What I really want to discuss is the females..

Oh yea,
the hormones ARE TAKING OVER!

Searching through friendster,
I finally realise what chicks(?)/babes
these women I've once scorned have become.

Damn, makes you think...

When I was in primary school,
I was an over achieving jackass,
who was with the 'in' crowd
and had a social status that would make me (present)
want to kill myself.

I was 'buddies' with everyone,
and I actually thought that these people were worthy
'friends' in whatever sense of the word.

I tell you, I was worshipped by people at best,
and 'liked' by two faced people at worst.
Friends with everyone...

I tell you, the kind of social wart I was before,
I WAS A GOD!

Sadly I never grabbed an opportunity when I saw one.
PSLE came, I surprised every one by flunking the PSLE.
(except for me, I was bloody goofing off watching TV while
everyone was studying)

I can still remember the day when I got the results.
I can still remember what one of my classmates said to me,
"Yes! I beat Dick Chan"
No doubt, he's gone on to become an overachieving genius.
Effectively replacing what I was supposed to be.

Yea, I may sound like an ego on this one,
But damn if that wasn't true.

But hey, this blog isn't about how smart I was (and am supposed to be.)
it's about girls.

Girls,
Girls,
Girls.

Boo yea, looking through friendster I've realised
the women I scorned have actually turned out to be quite cute.
Some even turning out gorgeous.

Well, normally that wouldn't suck...
But you see after my PSLE, I've never really bothered
to keep in contact with my primary school mates...

Visiting the primary school a Grand total of 1
in the past 3 years.

See, now I'm out of luck,
out of love,
failing miserably academically
and without chance of a possible hook up.

Oh yes, nod your head in agreement.
Damn if I ever.

Ever since primary school,
life has changed
and now,
I'm a sour Grinch.

With no social spectrum to nit pick from,
or any people who worship me anymore.

I'm a sad, sour individual
who maintains this blog to try and keep his life meaningful.

I have nothing else better to do,
so I channel my frustrations into making this blog as good
as possible.

I'm a really sad person..
Pity me...
Please...

Ha ha..
Like real.

Sad reflection of my past,
but being a social butterfly once,
I've realised that although the primary school mates,
who I thought nothing of have become such babes,
maintaining the status of a social butterfly is not easy.

And I'm much more happy for the fact that I don't have
to put on a fake smile for every jack ass that I meet
to keep a wide spectrum of 'friends'.

I much more happy pissing off ever single idiot that I meet.

So,
true happiness,
or a fake front?

You decide.
I prefer the former...

Piss off all you fuck tards.