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This life sucks! I cannot be angry, I cannot complain, why? Because my wife doesn't want me to think negatively, I have to change? I will not change for this matter. I will always remember all those fuckers who made me the man I am today. There are no words in the world that can describe the feeling I have. I am so enraged, why does god allow people like this to exist? To torment others, to bully, to torture, to injure. Other friends told me I should let go, but fuck them! They are not the one in my shoe, how can they understand the feeling of being framed, of being blame for things you never commit? Yes I agree I will never have a happy life, but by god, those people who torment me, watch out! Karma will strike YOU! I will be there laughing and open a bottle of champagne when you die during your funeral. I will attend with a party and laugh as you are lying there dead. This is just me ranting, but I will remember and never forgive. Eg. Its like can you forgive a person whom murdered your loved one? No one in hell could, maybe some can, god bless them for moving on. If I commit a mistake, I will admit the mistakes and apologise and swallow it in and suffer for it. But people blame me and frame me for things I have never done, injured me, ( my tail spine has been injured because of a classmate, he thinks that it is fun to kick you from the ass) resulted in me growing in weight because I couldn't exercise, I can only imagine for 6 fucking years how I admired those people who could run. When I am able to run, I was fat as hell, how can I let go of all the anger within me? The asshole whom kick me, how I wish I could turn back time and go bashed that little sucker. When I attend my secondary school year 1,
I was bullied by my class English teacher. Because I couldn't speak grammar or English well(I was brought up in a Chinese speaking environment, my family is chinese), I was branded as a loser by him in class. And a bully in class constantly beat me because I was the loser in class. 

The Teacher, his name is MR Osman, Instead of correcting me, when I asked him I don't understand what he says(I raised my hand and ask him politely to repeat/so that I can understand), he just scolded me for not understanding simple English. And insulted me in class, calling me a coconut brain, this just makes me lose all my confidence in learning English. I failed my exams, I had no choice because he doesn't want to teach me, therefore I was pushed from class A to Class D. I was devastated, 2 years later I had to transferred to another school where I hope I had a better life. But instead I transferred to a school where I was also constantly bullied.

The new school, the teachers are way better, my parents had hired a private tutor to polish my English and the moment I understood I was top 3 in class, I rejoiced. Thinking my life finally become better. This was just the start of hell, soon after the bullies bullied me because I was studying well, I was a good friend with an enemy for theirs. Fuck! Do anyone even deserve what I got? Its impossible, I had to go through all that shit for another 3 fucking years.... Soon I was in college, I was so damaged in my mind that I couldn't be brave and I was acting like an asshole in class. I was afraid of being bullied, but luckily my college years was good, I had good memories, it took me a whole year to let other people understand why I was so afraid.  

Soon after, I had to join the army, after training for 3 months(Basic military training, I enjoyed it a lot), I was assigned to a unit, I thought finally I am able to start a new life again, but Noooo.... my unit had a fucking Sergeant Major Vincent that punished people for fun. Because of him, we had a stressful 1.5 years of unit life. Some people just suck up to him, in order to escape being targeted. I was the unlucky one, maybe its just my luck, I was chosen as a sacrificial goat with a few others to be punished, we had to suffer in camp while the others can go back home during Christmas. Even with the others, I couldn't help but to think the cycle of bad luck had just begin to turn again.

Then when asked whether anyone in camp had a head injury, I raised up my hands and told Fucking Sergeant Major Vincent that I got my head injury. He asked me how I got it, so I told him: I was helping my cousin with some gardening, she was cutting a tree while I was rolling a big pot away. Suddenly, she shouted out my name, I turned back and blacked out. When I came to my consciousness, my head was spinning like hell, my hand and head was very numbed. I saw my cousin stood there shocked, looking at me. I looked around dizzy, realising the tree she cut fell in my direction and hit me on the head. And I smashed into the pot I was rolling, and worse still, the pot was a cactus pot. Both of my hand was bloody, with thorns sticking into my hands and in-between my nails. Walking dizzily, I managed to steady my vision and pull out the thorns from my hand using a pair of tweezers. I discovered another thorn in my hair after one week, I was lucky to be alive. After hearing my story, my Fucking Sergeant Major Vincent, he just laughed. And send me away. After that I was laughed at by everyone in my unit. I couldn't understand why, so I questioned one of my roommates, he told me that Fucking Sergeant Major Vincent told everyone that I use my head to bang into a tree and push my hands into the cactus. I spend the rest of my years trying to convince them the true story, but no one believed me. I was the joke of the entire unit. They are still telling it even after leaving the camp.

Finally my 2 years for serving the army is almost up, then the insane Major had to go nuts at that time. I had just finished my 5Km run in camp, one of the Sergeant was taking names and told us we did a good job, and take a bath. I came out of the bath in a towel, went to my bed and sit down, took up my PSP and started to play the new episode of Bleach, Fucking Sergeant Major Vincent head suddenly stuck into the room, he looked around and saw me siting on the bed, and looked around. He saw my roommate, sleeping on the bed. He had asked for permission to rest as he was not well. After 30mins, suddenly he called. (PEOPLE who was sleeping on the bed, get the hell down) Of cause my roommate went down. I stayed. Suddenly my roommate came up and ask me to go down too. It was an order from Fucking Sergeant Major Vincent . I was confused, but I went anyway. He looked at me in the office with rage. Why didn't I come down the moment he called, I replied, I wasn't sleeping Sir. I just came back from a 5KM run. My Sergeant whom took my name stood out and say its true. Fucking Sergeant Major Vincent suddenly told him to shut up, and anyone from this moment spoke for me will get 3 days detention. And he turned to me again, and asked why didn't I come down? I replied, because I wasn't sleeping on the bed Sir, I just came back from the Run and took a bath sir. I just came out of the bath siting on the bed when you came in. Fucking Sergeant Major Vincent looked at me and said, is that so? So fucking hell, I will charge you for sitting on the bed. I will charge you to the detention barracks! I was shocked... never in my life I had such a shock. In the rules of my country, if you are charged to a Detention Barracks, you will be denied entry to University. I was innocent, and he is going to take my life away.

In the end, I served 2 weeks for not leaving the camp, my commanding officer says that the offence is not strong enough to charge us into detention barracks, I served that 2 weeks for nothing. And the worse thing was that I realised Fucking Sergeant Major Vincent told a lie to the highest commander that I slept in the bed, not sit on the bed! That's why I had to serve that 2 fucking weeks. There's nothing in life that can make you feel this bad when you are framed and punished for things that wasn't done by you. Most people whom heard my story, said that I had a ridiculous life and the story sounds too farfetched. But its true. This people really fucked up my life.

I understand that some people just says its impossible, but I say again, its true. Sick people exist in my life and they torment me. I always say I will kill them, but I cant really go and kill them. This ASSHOLES are protected by the law. I can only imagine them in my mind, killing them again and again inside. Easing my anger, constantly telling myself not to be mean to others, NOT to be ASSHOLES like them. That is the only thing I learned. I wished I had a normal life like most people. I do not want anyone to experience what I had, I don't think anyone in my shoes can take it. This is just a summarise of the worse things in my life. ( theres more actually)

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TakayoTemujin
Wuqing
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Singapore
Current Residence: Singapore
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Favourite genre of music: Oldies, but anything that sounds gd also can too.. i love Volin, piano and drums.
Favourite photographer: Non
Favourite style of art: MY STYLE!!!
MP3 player of choice: PSP
Shell of choice: What shell? My own pet turtle?
Wallpaper of choice: MY OWN
Skin of choice: Waaa my skin color is nice already.
Favourite cartoon character: Predator, Gundam, Demon eye Kyo, KOF kyo & Lori, Neji, Sabae Ryo & Kaori
Personal Quote: Love
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This life sucks! I cannot be angry, I cannot complain, why? Because my wife doesn't want me to think negatively, I have to change? I will not change for this matter. I will always remember all those fuckers who made me the man I am today. There are no words in the world that can describe the feeling I have. I am so enraged, why does god allow people like this to exist? To torment others, to bully, to torture, to injure. Other friends told me I should let go, but fuck them! They are not the one in my shoe, how can they understand the feeling of being framed, of being blame for things you never commit? Yes I agree I will never have a happy life, but by god, those people who torment me, watch out! Karma will strike YOU! I will be there laughing and open a bottle of champagne when you die during your funeral. I will attend with a party and laugh as you are lying there dead. This is just me ranting, but I will remember and never forgive. Eg. Its like can you forgive a person whom murdered your loved one? No one in hell could, maybe some can, god bless them for moving on. If I commit a mistake, I will admit the mistakes and apologise and swallow it in and suffer for it. But people blame me and frame me for things I have never done, injured me, ( my tail spine has been injured because of a classmate, he thinks that it is fun to kick you from the ass) resulted in me growing in weight because I couldn't exercise, I can only imagine for 6 fucking years how I admired those people who could run. When I am able to run, I was fat as hell, how can I let go of all the anger within me? The asshole whom kick me, how I wish I could turn back time and go bashed that little sucker. When I attend my secondary school year 1,
I was bullied by my class English teacher. Because I couldn't speak grammar or English well(I was brought up in a Chinese speaking environment, my family is chinese), I was branded as a loser by him in class. And a bully in class constantly beat me because I was the loser in class. 

The Teacher, his name is MR Osman, Instead of correcting me, when I asked him I don't understand what he says(I raised my hand and ask him politely to repeat/so that I can understand), he just scolded me for not understanding simple English. And insulted me in class, calling me a coconut brain, this just makes me lose all my confidence in learning English. I failed my exams, I had no choice because he doesn't want to teach me, therefore I was pushed from class A to Class D. I was devastated, 2 years later I had to transferred to another school where I hope I had a better life. But instead I transferred to a school where I was also constantly bullied.

The new school, the teachers are way better, my parents had hired a private tutor to polish my English and the moment I understood I was top 3 in class, I rejoiced. Thinking my life finally become better. This was just the start of hell, soon after the bullies bullied me because I was studying well, I was a good friend with an enemy for theirs. Fuck! Do anyone even deserve what I got? Its impossible, I had to go through all that shit for another 3 fucking years.... Soon I was in college, I was so damaged in my mind that I couldn't be brave and I was acting like an asshole in class. I was afraid of being bullied, but luckily my college years was good, I had good memories, it took me a whole year to let other people understand why I was so afraid.  

Soon after, I had to join the army, after training for 3 months(Basic military training, I enjoyed it a lot), I was assigned to a unit, I thought finally I am able to start a new life again, but Noooo.... my unit had a fucking Sergeant Major Vincent that punished people for fun. Because of him, we had a stressful 1.5 years of unit life. Some people just suck up to him, in order to escape being targeted. I was the unlucky one, maybe its just my luck, I was chosen as a sacrificial goat with a few others to be punished, we had to suffer in camp while the others can go back home during Christmas. Even with the others, I couldn't help but to think the cycle of bad luck had just begin to turn again.

Then when asked whether anyone in camp had a head injury, I raised up my hands and told Fucking Sergeant Major Vincent that I got my head injury. He asked me how I got it, so I told him: I was helping my cousin with some gardening, she was cutting a tree while I was rolling a big pot away. Suddenly, she shouted out my name, I turned back and blacked out. When I came to my consciousness, my head was spinning like hell, my hand and head was very numbed. I saw my cousin stood there shocked, looking at me. I looked around dizzy, realising the tree she cut fell in my direction and hit me on the head. And I smashed into the pot I was rolling, and worse still, the pot was a cactus pot. Both of my hand was bloody, with thorns sticking into my hands and in-between my nails. Walking dizzily, I managed to steady my vision and pull out the thorns from my hand using a pair of tweezers. I discovered another thorn in my hair after one week, I was lucky to be alive. After hearing my story, my Fucking Sergeant Major Vincent, he just laughed. And send me away. After that I was laughed at by everyone in my unit. I couldn't understand why, so I questioned one of my roommates, he told me that Fucking Sergeant Major Vincent told everyone that I use my head to bang into a tree and push my hands into the cactus. I spend the rest of my years trying to convince them the true story, but no one believed me. I was the joke of the entire unit. They are still telling it even after leaving the camp.

Finally my 2 years for serving the army is almost up, then the insane Major had to go nuts at that time. I had just finished my 5Km run in camp, one of the Sergeant was taking names and told us we did a good job, and take a bath. I came out of the bath in a towel, went to my bed and sit down, took up my PSP and started to play the new episode of Bleach, Fucking Sergeant Major Vincent head suddenly stuck into the room, he looked around and saw me siting on the bed, and looked around. He saw my roommate, sleeping on the bed. He had asked for permission to rest as he was not well. After 30mins, suddenly he called. (PEOPLE who was sleeping on the bed, get the hell down) Of cause my roommate went down. I stayed. Suddenly my roommate came up and ask me to go down too. It was an order from Fucking Sergeant Major Vincent . I was confused, but I went anyway. He looked at me in the office with rage. Why didn't I come down the moment he called, I replied, I wasn't sleeping Sir. I just came back from a 5KM run. My Sergeant whom took my name stood out and say its true. Fucking Sergeant Major Vincent suddenly told him to shut up, and anyone from this moment spoke for me will get 3 days detention. And he turned to me again, and asked why didn't I come down? I replied, because I wasn't sleeping on the bed Sir, I just came back from the Run and took a bath sir. I just came out of the bath siting on the bed when you came in. Fucking Sergeant Major Vincent looked at me and said, is that so? So fucking hell, I will charge you for sitting on the bed. I will charge you to the detention barracks! I was shocked... never in my life I had such a shock. In the rules of my country, if you are charged to a Detention Barracks, you will be denied entry to University. I was innocent, and he is going to take my life away.

In the end, I served 2 weeks for not leaving the camp, my commanding officer says that the offence is not strong enough to charge us into detention barracks, I served that 2 weeks for nothing. And the worse thing was that I realised Fucking Sergeant Major Vincent told a lie to the highest commander that I slept in the bed, not sit on the bed! That's why I had to serve that 2 fucking weeks. There's nothing in life that can make you feel this bad when you are framed and punished for things that wasn't done by you. Most people whom heard my story, said that I had a ridiculous life and the story sounds too farfetched. But its true. This people really fucked up my life.

I understand that some people just says its impossible, but I say again, its true. Sick people exist in my life and they torment me. I always say I will kill them, but I cant really go and kill them. This ASSHOLES are protected by the law. I can only imagine them in my mind, killing them again and again inside. Easing my anger, constantly telling myself not to be mean to others, NOT to be ASSHOLES like them. That is the only thing I learned. I wished I had a normal life like most people. I do not want anyone to experience what I had, I don't think anyone in my shoes can take it. This is just a summarise of the worse things in my life. ( theres more actually)

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