Are all human being like this?

Fuck it. Fuck them. Fuck everything.

I really hate it when people stare at me when I talk shit about other people.

So what? It's me. I couldn't change myself just to accommodate you, my non-important so-called friends.

Somehow when I started bitching and trashing others, people sees it as a terrible act and somewhat horrible.

Well my dear 'friends', I will only mention it if it's true. Otherwise why the hell would I trash them out of nowhere?

Fucking retards.

Malays are not allowed to enter

Yes you read that right.

Malays are not allowed to enter. And no, not entering this blog.

They are not allowed to enter The Opera. Apparently we do not allow any Muslims in.

But the many feedback I received every time I tried to prevent them from going in was,

"But you're working here aren't you?"

LOL. How am I suppose to answer that? But whatever, I didn't make the rules okay!

Vomit fest

The number of visitors in The Opera keep increasing every single week.

On Saturdays, especially. It feels like New Year's Eve every Saturday. Seriously

And of course, the number of people getting drunk and throwing up on the streets also increases.

Keep on partying hard people.

What's a male GRO?

I don't get it.

What's a male GRO?

Wait, scratch that. What's a GRO?

Fuck I really don't know what the mother of crap does that mean.

shit shit shit

Why am I so anxious? I just received my business card (with my name! Yeay!) from The Opera last night.

Not so weird right? But they're teasing me like hell! Apparently, as stated by one of my managers, I'm the first and the ONLY male GRO in Malaysia.

WTF much?

(They also told me that GRO stands for Guest Relation Officer. If it's true, why are they teasing me?)

 fuckers

Where is everybody going?

Apparently everyone is going somewhere, doing something.

Of course, I wouldn't want to miss out that opportunity when it came knocking on my doorstep.

The only thing that gets me going good these days is the fact that I am about to embark on a very exciting journey this March.

No, it's not about me pursuing my studies in degree. It's more than that.

In fact, it is all going to happen right in my very own mouth.

Intrigued?