A clASS of Its oWn

Got class outing today. Not quite what I would call wonderful, but the effort that some personnels have put in to resurrect this shambling class is applaudable nevertheless.
However, I think you all have failed terribly, my darlings.

The class is still distinctly split into the dudes vs.. erm.. the babes. Come on, if the girls just plan to go off by themselves and leave the guys alone, that defeats the purpose of CLASS outing. Might as well scrape the entire events and you all just organise a girls outings. Why bother to call us? It make us feel redundant.. oh well.. at least I do feel redundant. Come and think of it, maybe you all didn't plan to invite me at all.. just that some kaypo guy decides to call me. Afterall, I was not invited into the class blog. If this be the blessed truth, may that guy in question be shot by a stray bullet.

Sometimes, I wonder why I bother to go for class outings like this. The class is separated by a rift so wide that even the longest bridge in the world can't bridge. And me, was hoping that at least if we can't progress to become friends, we will remain as acquaintances and not become mere strangers. I was too naive. Each of you, my dear classmates, have become increasingly unfamiliar to me. I can't remember the last time I have talked to a lot of the girls, nor can I remember the last time I have a heart-baring talk with any of the guys ( with the exception of a pitiful handful ). You may blame me for not putting in the effort to talk to you all. So be it. But I cant bring myself to stop at conversations like What course are you studying, How's your life, How are you getting on?. Please, Nemo lives in the darkest waters of the sea. The shallow superficial waters at the top will simply kill it and robs it of all sanity.

And, the corrupting influence of my opposite species have even affected my own kind. There are so many gentle-men wannabes out there who in the name and cover of 'a real gentleman' seek the girls advice for their every actions, and follow them like an obedient dog, a sissy pussycat. Sorry for my vulgarity and contempt here, but if you guys aren't around, I would simply have left the girls to rot and went off to some quiet spot to blow my harmonica and bask in the serenity of the environment. My dear comrades, I respect you all to stick around with you all, but my respect is slowly draining away. I will really dread the day when I have to scorn people from my own species. But I fear the day is coming soon. Please prove me wrong.

Sorry if I insulted quite a few people in this article. I didn't really mean some of the things I said. But if anyone of you is displeased with me, feel free to flood my email, crash my ICQ, send virus to me, make prank calls to me, burn my house. I will bear the consequence of my actions. At first I thought that it is worthwhile to go for the outing despite my injured leg ( a chipped bone). True, I saw you dear classmates ( and one lovely ex-classmate) but I somehow regret my decision. Sorry, my class... fate brought us together to be in the same class.. but maybe, we aren't destined to be forever friends...Much as I try, I still can't click with u all.... Sorry...

My friend commented that the girls will be still as boring with or without the guys, but the guys will be more interesting without the girls ( as the guys are too gentlemanly such that they become indecisive and selfconscious ) Somehow, I am forced to agree, but there is a glimmer of hope that maybe the girls have an interesting side that I haven't seen yet. I really, sincerely, and truely hope so. I pray hard.

Oh, and just in case half the world's population is cursing and condemning me, so be it. Just by the fact that you all are borned females doesn't grant you the privilige of having me treat you all like gems. Nothing is free. The privilege and respect will have to be earned. To my dear close female friends out there, I will respect and treat you all like gems. This I promise you. To those female classmates of mine who feel wronged/ insulted by my blog or despite my short stature, hideous look and unnerving personality, will still want me as their friends, feel free to contact me at 91789739, and I will give you all a heart-baring talk. This I promise you too.