The (Beginning Of A Lifelong) Downfall

I'm tired of playing Mr. Nice Guy (wannabe). Whatever happened to character? Who killed the concept of earnest honesty? Honesty is the best policy my foot. It’s a big scam propaganda for people to shrug off the 'hypocrisy' tag they're born with. Everyone promotes being 'your own self' but no one's really keeping tabs on it. A very Malaysian thingy to do. Erect gargantuan skyscrapers and let them rot in the glorious Malaysia Boleh! fashion. It applies to everything it seems. I don't want to be like that. I don't want to harm/hurt/disrespect/demoralize others. I don't want to be prejudicial. I don't want to be unreasonably biased. I don't want to be skeptical.

I. Don't. Want.

You're granted a license to kill if I did something on that level of idiocy. Shoot to ill.

Another bummer of the decade (How My Enjoyable 3 Months Holiday Mood Is Screwed. Big Time):
Bumped into Pn. Azizah on my way here (the com lab). She has both news. Good and bad. The good news is, I'm assured that I passed my ECO paper. The bad(ly fucked-up) news is that it's not what the kind of result she expected from me. There's two possible conclusion: 1. She has insanely high hopes for me or, 2. I barely passed the bloody paper. There goes my already-low CGPA. I almost shed tears. What else could I do?

p/s: On an extremely lighter note, anyone up for a month-long, full-on futsal match/workout when I'm back? I need to beat Didi on the "Shed The Kilo" marathon that'll commence in less than a week. I hate jogs/walks/patterned runs. Besides, futsal is triple the sweat and fun. Burn baby, burn! Ring/text me anytime. 019-2517394. Much appreciated.