I was supposed to get mad with an arsewhole, but I saw the hilarious side to it instead.
Dear Mr Policeman with his notes and books,
1. You do not need to bring your study materials to each gathering. The crowded and noisy beach during a kid's birthday party or someone elses bedroom during your obligatory visit during Hari Raya, IS not a conducive place to study.
2. I know why you attempt to bring your books and all - You want people around, so that you can proudly announce that you are studying for your degree. I have seen this scene many times over. You start with a shrug and sigh..." Oh, I kena belajar-lah, ade project.." Eer, we get the message. Also you always wear your SIM polo t-shirt....
I suppose being a part of a twin, your whole life was trying to get attention from people, ya.
3. No need to tell your Dragnet stories-I'll read it in the papers. Whenever someone relates a story, you do your best to top that person. Sorry Mr Policeman, notice how others around are laughing AT you and not WITH you. We can tell which stories are fiction. Also, Mr SuperCop, I'm sure the entire police force had a role too in making Singapore a safer place. Tak kan you seorang je yang tangkap criminals. The empty vessel makes the loudest noise.
4. Dissing the teaching profession. I knew the snide remarks you made about how the teaching profession is 'nothing' was an attempt to get me pissed. I was. But it dawned to me that it was percakapan orang yang iri hati. We have never showed off or berbual riak infront of you, simply because you are an elder. We see you once every blue moon. And at every attempt, whenever we see/hear you, we prefer to move away from you, as so that we will not be involved in your EGO-trip and berbual ko***. (I'll wash my mouth after that).
Dear Mr Policeman and his books, why do you make it so easy for me to disrespect you?
