It’s about no one in particular
There's a bitch in everyone and I do not plan to buy a ticket to heaven just by being all saintly. I have this insuppressable need to let things go every once in a while, and hell I can't just go out and blab this things at will (but at will I can blab them in a categorized rant right? Right? Right?) Shaddap. You don't have to read this. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
Guess if you must.
How pathetically high school can you guys get? Like, hello? We're already in our freaking mid-twenties, damnit! You think that by engaging yourselves in pathetically self elevating positions, and no-brainer designations like 'Project Director' and 'Committee Member' you will actually be more ORGANIZED in planning for a simple reunion? What ever happened to VOLUNTEERISM without regards for 'who takes the cake'? Minus that if you STILL have to go ahead with the brainless monikers for dipshit little tasks, and well GO AHEAD THEN but please let's not be fucking juvenile about it and start drawing invisible borders to mark those miniscule territories can or not? Can or not? Neh… so big adi stil act like little kid liddat.
Oh, I thought this would be a great explanation for whatever shit it is: you guys just aren't getting anywhere fantastic in your career, are you? Ha. Ha ha ha. That was pretty much very very obvious adi lah… I have to say this: I am ashamed to be associated with this bunch of people.
And oh and oh, btw, you are just NOT the only one who is working in your self-indulging-over-narsissistic 'THIS IS THE BEST PLACE YOU EVER SEE AND BUT IT'S GOT THE MOST POLITICS IN THE FREAKING WORLD I CAN SPEND ONE ENTIRE WEEK JUST BITCHING ABOUT HOW BAD THE POLITICS GO' company. Just about every one else you know who has a job has probably (or is currently) gone through whatever dipshit you're going through now, just remember you're just NOT the only victim of circumstances, freakass. And hey, while I'm at it, may I also say, 'Just what the fuck is your problem man?'
These days you can't even have a decent rambling conversation of small talks with this person without getting a wtf kind of response from the bugger. Oh yeah, and I just got reminded — NO WONDER, and pretty much GOOD RIDDANCE.
AND SECONDLY, it is the norm for working adults our generation like YOU and I to exchange normal information about job circumstances. BESIDES you are just, unfortunately, no where near RESPECTABLE yet for me to even want to 'gloat' at your glee… because you're not even anywhere near senior at the moment. So why don't you sit back and act like a normal adult for once and not, for once, think that the world is all about you. And hey, stop saying crap about the people I love, will you? And if I just happen to be friends with some people, please try to be civil and not turn all thunder when I chat with that guy… Like hello, everyone is ENTITLED to befriend EVERYONE else, and just because you have the mentality of a five-year-old brat doesn't mean your friends have to be like that too, you know?
Oh yeah some people are just so gleamingly thick-skinned–they expect to be invited to every wedding there ever is. 'Do you know who's getting married next? Tell me okay, I'd like an invitation too!' 'Oh you know I heard so-and-so is dating adi and they're planning to get married soon, do you think he'll invite us?', or, 'Hey, you know I heard so-and-so is getting married soon, I think I wanna show up UNINVITED.' Or even better, they give the bride's best friend a call and go, 'Hey I heard xyz is getting married soon, so, you know, can you like, hint to her so that I can come to the wedding too? I really wanna see her after so many years.'
Like hello? HELLO? WHO ARE YOU LEH? WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU? KNNCB!!
Nevermind that they've NEVER kept in touch with the lucky bride-to-be, they've got the shit ass to ask, 'So who's she going to invite?' or, heaven forbid, go all bouncy and start saying,' Hey I wanna go I wanna go, how do I get invited?
And then there's the other end of the continuum. 8 freaking years of non-contact, and the one 'WONDERFUL' thing that I see in the Inbox is, 'You are cordially invited to my wedding.' Well EXCUSE ME, but who are you again? Like do I know you? Or did we ever say hello before? Or wow, where did you even get my e-mail address… oh oh oh I know it, you're trying to fit in numbers, but you can't figure out who you can get to fill up the seats and you're thinking, 'It's going to be such a shame that I don't have that many friends as my groom does, so I'll just write to some old acquaintances and hope they'll come to fill up my empty tables.'
WOW. I AM IN AWE OF YOUR GENIUS. Confuckingratulations. You're an awesome loser.
December 13th, 2005 at 9:47 am
*claps*
December 13th, 2005 at 9:55 am
wah BITCH MODE on kau kau…
THIS is why blogs were created
eh… switch off BITCH MODE adi onot?
December 13th, 2005 at 10:09 am
Wah..really hor. If this post isn’t really meant for anyone, then I’d really have to *clap clap clap *…good piece…a very good piece.
Cheers!
December 13th, 2005 at 10:32 am
thank god i’m not one of your long lost friends…
December 13th, 2005 at 11:03 am
minishorts at her ranting best!
*standing ovation*
December 13th, 2005 at 11:59 am
BOO!!! HISS!!
December 13th, 2005 at 12:04 pm
woohoo. it’s PMS time at Minishorts.net.
I had a ‘friend’ MSN me out of the blue after… FOUR FREAKING YEARS of non-contact, and asking me, “Eh, you get a lot of free movie ticket wan right? Can gimme some ar?”
:!: 
RIGHT.
December 13th, 2005 at 12:05 pm
Mo-Tak-Ding.
Learn new england words-’Confuckingratulations’
December 13th, 2005 at 3:03 pm
‘We’re already in our freaking mid-twenties’
As a guy of forty years, I’ve really only reached my late teens. Girls mature a lot faster than us guys.
‘you’re just NOT the only victim of circumstances’
I was a victim of circumcision … it’s similar to circumstance, but involves a Doctor and a scalpel. What a way to start life, being attacked by a knife weilding maniac!
Seriously though, nice post. I know exactly how you feel. Went through the same thing in my mid to late twenties. What’s so surprising sometimes though, it which weddings you get invites for and which you don’t.
I was really surprised when the guy whom I was supposedly best friends with didn’t chose me as his best man, yet he expected to be my best man if I ever got married again … but what was really surprising, was when I didn’t even make it into his bridal party … like, not even a groomsman … the guy who was his best man was a guy he fought with for years, and for a long time they didn’t even like each other …
THEN, to really confuse me, I was stuck at a table of people who didn’t even like me … that one was really weird, I spent the night with these old ’school friends’ (using the term very loosly) making jokes about how I was once a ‘rock star’ blah blah blah … what ever happened to that career blah blah etc. It made me wonder what my ‘best friend’ had against me that he would do such a thing.
But, we have a saying in Oz - strange things happen at weddings (refering to who does and doesn’t get invites etc).
But, I don’t go to the reunions anyway (because they’re over in Sydney anyway … at Cronulla actually, I wonder if they had it at the beach this year).
December 13th, 2005 at 3:12 pm
Sometimes its just so cool to read an emo-post.
December 13th, 2005 at 4:21 pm
free speech and free thought for everyone. won’t challenge that.
i’ll say this tho… I think during reunions a lot of people lie and try to make themselves bigger than they actually are because they are intimidated, lack self-confidence and well… there’s just scared.
a while ago… I snapped at someone like that… and after discussing the matter with my friends, I realised that… the reason why he (the subject) was like that in the first place was because I used to speak like that to him… from school days until now. So in a way… I am responsible for re-enforcing his behaviour. My friends told me blatantly that I was at fault… as a person who shaped this person’s behavior…
… I believe them. So I’ve stopped.
December 13th, 2005 at 5:24 pm
since i ejoyed the read, i might as well leave my own invite:
i hear you are having a Xmas party…
can I come with Noah’s Ark ah?
December 13th, 2005 at 6:52 pm
December 13th, 2005 at 11:11 pm
Hey Chooki,
Thank you so much for your insulting comments. Next time i’ll think twice when I share something to you.
December 14th, 2005 at 1:38 am
i cant say i know whats going on, but anyone who even feels remotely insulted by minishorts post (re: the fler above me), siapa yang makan cili dia yang terasa pedas.
pwn3d.
December 14th, 2005 at 3:13 am
this is why we all love minishorts.
December 14th, 2005 at 3:40 am
What is it with traditional big weddings where 90% of the people there eating your food and drinking your wine are unknown you?
Isn’t a wedding supposed to be milestone in your life that is so joyous that you share it with your close friends and family?
December 14th, 2005 at 7:09 am
chooki.. i have no idea what got into you but u prolly have to be a bit careful on what you say against your friends. everybody has their grievances against their friends but they don’t voice it out so strongly, much worse publishing their discontent online. yes, u get it all out but it only works to turn them against you.
friends aren’t that easy to find. as humans sometimes we just can’t help ourselves from whining - simply because it feels good. maybe they’re not perfect, maybe they’re not turning out to be the kind of friends we expect, but hey, who’s 100% perfect anyway? not you (no reference to anyone in particular), not me, not anyone.
when u’re in trouble, sometimes friends are the ones who will be at your side, not your readers. most of the time you can disagree by not disagreeing.
just being concerned. sorry if i’m minding your business again.
December 14th, 2005 at 9:05 am
no one in particular, HOWEVER, i am amused that people have the cheek to think that I AM ACTUALLY talking about you.
hah.
typical.
wooties: some people think the world revolves around them.
December 14th, 2005 at 10:30 am
MiniShorts - the world does revolve around me … not my fault though, it’s caused by a weight problem and gravitational effects. Guess I’ll just go and eat to compensate for feeling depressed about it though … where’s my giant 50 Litre ice Cream tub! Yum yum!
December 14th, 2005 at 10:51 am
dabido: it’s caused by a weight problem and gravitational effect—
that got me cackling!
December 15th, 2005 at 4:25 am
Cool! I love how you bitch about the reunion u had and yet it still sounds so ‘decent’…yes, Im serious, it is!!
December 16th, 2005 at 9:23 pm
hehe
I’ll come for the reunion aaah.., anyway, don’t fret. The sky won’t fall down, Chicken Little is wrong, you just have to hang in there for a bit.
*music* Everything is gonna be all right, the tour guide at Bob Marley’s mausoleum told me when I was in Jamaica. I think it will be
just chill ok 
December 19th, 2005 at 8:36 am
jj: i’ll go for the reunion if only you promise to sit beside me and take care of me like a good boy would!
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