Hatred

I learned that hatred and dislike are two very different things. Hatred is more devillish, more sinful, more evil. Hatred is an extremely strong feeling of dislike while dislike is just to not like someone or something. Another word in this term of feelings is despicable.

Despicable is very unpleasant or bad, causing strong feelings of dislike. Other related words are stated in Cambride Advanced Learner's dictionary.

Being hated is a devastating feeling. Being hated as you are the only ideal place to express the anger, hatred and disgraceful reactions towards everything around is beyond aggravating.

Being hated makes me feel once again like a angry teenager who hates everything around.

Being hated makes me feel inhuman, insecure, wrong, despicable, exasperated and above all makes me feel like Hypatia when was mobbed and stripped to death just because she wanted to learn Mathematics.

Or maybe like Rosli Dhoby when sentenced to death.

Being hated makes me wanna listen to ambassador of pain whole night.

Being hated makes you wanna kill people especially those who hated you for small deals.

Being hated is disgraceful much more than hating someone or something.

Being hated is more extreme than being a Satan itself.

Being hated is undescribable.

P.S: Being hated makes me understand many other things around me. This short piece contains

metaphorical value in it. Read repeatedly and you understand what is happening.

P.S.S: I learned about love a lot in the teachings of Christianity. I shall not hate those who

hated me.

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I wrote this months ago and I couldn't display this as a token of dendam and ketidakpuasan hati terhadap one of my lecturers. Now I'm displaying this because apparently I didn't fail her paper. Being yelled, being aimed, being humiliated like a 9 year old child are really frustrating.

And it's a wonderful feeling that I can finally let it out.

Thanks for not letting me see you again, Madame. I will never do the same thing you did to me on my students. You inspired me so much.

Jangan bencikan cikgu/lecturer kamu. Simpan baik-baik perasaan anda.

sebenarnya budaya lepak itu ada baiknya...

Simptom-simptom anda seorang kaki lepak:

(setakat gambar hiasan oleh itu dan ini)
-gemar membuang masa
-biasanya seorang manusia yang carefree, tidak terlibat dengan aktiviti-aktiviti lasak mahupun berada
dalam keadaan yang sibuk
-minum segelas kopi atau teh dalam masa 3 jam
-berupaya untuk duduk secara statik dalam masa lebih kurang 3 jam
-boleh layan semua rancangan dalam TV walaupun anda kurang berminat
-boleh layan percakapan atau dialog kawan-kawan atau sesiapa sahaja yang berada di tempat perlepakan
-asal diajak ke sana sini, grenti kamu mahu
-boleh minum kopi atau teh berulang-ulang kali sehingga habis
-asal petang mesti jalan sana sini agar tidak berpenyakit indoor
-suka bercakap dengan kurang jelas supaya dialog antara kawan-kawan lepak dapat dipanjangkan

Jika anda mempunyai simptom-simptom begini, anda agak sesuai untuk menetap di mana-mana rumah atau pergi ke mana-mana sahaja orang mahu anda pergi.

Jika anda seorang kaki lepak yang hebat, anda kemungkinan besar dapat meng-adapt diri dengan baik di perantauan.

My landlords and housemates suka lepak depan TV lepas makan.

I'm not surprised if kaki lepak are mostly teachers.

Can you find another profession where you are required to be at an unfamiliar place with unfamiliar people while doing your practical apart from us?

I don't think firemen or estate agents have to go and find places to rent and get pissed with their orang-orang atasan because allowance are not given for the whole practical months.


Homesickness is the next best thing to phobias.
Don't mention if you don't wanna get reminded.
This is what I'm trying to do with much effort.
(Advising people as if you know what you're doing is actually a method of defending yourself from being weak)

Being 22 makes me detect kids faster.

Ask me how's practical, I can't answer that now. Try asking 3 months later. Thank you.

I found my other talent

...which is arranging the following slippers/shoes/sandals back then in our living room at the hostel. These are partly what 12 female students can display outside their rooms. Some are hidden under their bed or in the drawers. Or lost.



And plus slepar-slepar jamban which are usually WET.


So what happen like one hour after I voluntarily perform my arranging talent?

1. Everything is SO not in the right coordination as I have arranged before.

2. When you walk through the living room, you can practically see flying slippers as you kick through them all. Because everything is in the WAY.

3. You usually can't find your own NEATLY ARRANGED slippers because they IGNORANTLY just timpa-timpa everything on your slippers. (esp in jamban)

4. The living room is half wet because some oh-so-smart-people-because-they-manage-to-study-in-Uni just FORGOT to leave their wet slippers IN the bathroom.

5. The living room is half covered with dust, bekas tanah, pasir and any form of particle because again, they FORGOT to nicely leave their slippers at the right spot (Mak selalu cakap "letak barang tempat ko ambil") and walk right through the tikar. A CLEAN tikar.

6. Nothing I did in the first place made me happy by the end of the day.

Ok so I'm not gonna blame the people around me but also anyone that commit this kind of kesalahadaban. And yes I sometimes run through the living room with slippers on but not to the extent of turning the living room into a chaos.

What is so wrong with being a little more civilised my dear people? What is the burden that you could just help a little with arranging back those things or at least help sweep the living room in front of me so that I can see you're actually civilised?

And it's already frustrating if I am going to talk about the sink. Briefly, a sink is where you let in water inside, NOT to magically make the remains of your food disappear. Itu tong sampah ada di luar sana dan juga plastik sampah di pintu jamban.

Small chores are useful, trust me. Maybe I'm just too obssessed with hygiene and tidyness when I'm not home (hehe).

Rock rock juga, tapi takkan sapu sampah tak pandai beb. Pandai pandai juga, tapi sampai mana lu nak pandai kalu nak hidup dengan orang pun tak pandai?

Menegur orang is my biggest weakness. Unless you're a stranger than I can act like myself.

P.S. Duh. I could teach moral better than buku teks Pendidikan Moral.