dear god
i really cannot stress just now much it pisses me off when people are noisy when they aren't supposed to be. recent examples would be the dog (not categorised under people but still) and my sister's bf (not just about his nakedness).
go a little further back and there would be the bitches yapping away during lectures, and one more which i haven't posted about.
some time back, the provision shop under my block closed down and a 7-11 took its place. since then, it has turned into a sort of night-time hangout spot for the malays in my little estate.
they sit around the floor outside the 7-11 and chat, but sometimes chatting leads to playing and playing leads to shouting and shouting leads to screaming. one day screaming will lead to their deaths.
there was one wednesday night, i remember it was a wednesday night because i was wondering why in the fuck were these kids out at this time? don't they have school? parents? homeless?
anyway wednesday night, they were screaming from 1am all the way till 4am. i was surprised no one called the cops and i was quite tempted to do so. the only reason i didn't was because i wanted them DEAD, and the cops wouldn't be able to do that for me.
i figured (and prayed) that it would be much better if any potentially crazy or mentally unsound person would suddenly snap from all that fucking noise and just go at them with a chopper. then at least their screaming would be for a good reason.
alas, fate was not on my side that night, and they finally dispersed into the darkness. but not to worry, they'll be back before long and one day, just one day... i hope that i'm not the one with the chopper.
go a little further back and there would be the bitches yapping away during lectures, and one more which i haven't posted about.
some time back, the provision shop under my block closed down and a 7-11 took its place. since then, it has turned into a sort of night-time hangout spot for the malays in my little estate.
they sit around the floor outside the 7-11 and chat, but sometimes chatting leads to playing and playing leads to shouting and shouting leads to screaming. one day screaming will lead to their deaths.
there was one wednesday night, i remember it was a wednesday night because i was wondering why in the fuck were these kids out at this time? don't they have school? parents? homeless?
anyway wednesday night, they were screaming from 1am all the way till 4am. i was surprised no one called the cops and i was quite tempted to do so. the only reason i didn't was because i wanted them DEAD, and the cops wouldn't be able to do that for me.
i figured (and prayed) that it would be much better if any potentially crazy or mentally unsound person would suddenly snap from all that fucking noise and just go at them with a chopper. then at least their screaming would be for a good reason.
alas, fate was not on my side that night, and they finally dispersed into the darkness. but not to worry, they'll be back before long and one day, just one day... i hope that i'm not the one with the chopper.
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