Wanna fight ar?

I wish I could say “there wasn’t much in school”, but it wasn’t like that.

I thought I could do some peaceful marathon studying in class with Chee Hee in class helping me out after the weeks of lazying and goofing about prior to this day, but nope, Rubybitch lives up to her name and decided to talk for about an entire period. Junior prefects conducted a very messy spotcheck, so boo. Completely wasted my time.

Next during recess, we were told about how Sasi got beaten up by some Indian gangsta-wannabes. What was most inherently surprising was the fact that Sasi didn’t know why he got beaten up outside school yesterday (with about dozens of people watching an ongoing drama with the usual apathy catching up with Malaysians by doing absolutely nothing to help).

Long story short, we (Shawn, Heng, Ryui Bynn, Thevadass, Sasi, Jon, me, Kai Shen, Eugene, Farrael) went to confront the young Indian bastards (estate workers, Sasi derogated them) and after a short verbal spat (with Heng at the edge of bashing them up), we left the place, which was in between the stairs and a bunch of classes near the bookshop.

Can you believe their nerves? With them not wanting to settle the issue, first appearing a little afraid when Shawn in all his full-sized glory walking to them, then bottled up whatever tiny, shrunken testicles they have, kept mentioning “bring your backup lah”.

I’m a bit tired at this stage to continue condemning them to the depths of hell nor do I want to describe every bit in detail, but these McDonald’s Taipan workers (idiotic as they are) deserve to:

- die
- be tortured by the nail-attached Bloody Mary coffin (if that name is correct), where a person is placed inside the coffin and have their organs pierced (including their eyes, kidneys, etc) while leaving the vital organs (heart, lungs) intact. And die. Slowly. Painfully. Very painfully. Extremely painfully
- be tied up and gang-raped by effeminate gay guys, photographed and sent to every tabloid in existence as well as in the almighty Internet.
- be sealed up with Satan Himself for all freaking eternity

Back home I was thinking about Casshern’s various dialogues. And other quotes from other war movies.

Why fight fire with fire? If we are hurt, do we hurt in return? If we are killed, do we kill in return?

Maybe, just maybe, if we can ever forgive these idiots the world would be a better place. Easier said than done; we personally can’t forgive them because we want them to apologise to Sasi, and the idea of these younger fuckers disrespecting their seniors is a bit too.. much. A senior getting bullied by young gangsta-wannabes.

Maybe we should start learning to forgive.