The adventures of Arsef?k continues unfortunately…
I am constantly surprised by his ability to love himself… Last night after a rather unpleasant telephone call, I received an SMS from arsef?k where he felt it necessary to inform me that even though his last girlfriend ran screaming away from him all the way back to JHB, that he has “plenty others on tap just waiting in line…” Why, oh why, does he feel it necessary to tell me all this? Does he really think I care? Am I supposed to throw myself in front of a bus because he gets a shag once a month from arb women? All I feel is pity though for him.. He may think he is “the Man” but I will always know him as “the Loser..” Only a loser thinks that the best way to solving conflict is through violence.. Only a loser...
I have just about chewed my nails to the first digit…
Highschool is cruel… We all remember those bloody initiations of Standard 6… Buggers from matric that get free reign on the poor newbies who enter the school all bright eyed and bushy tailed… Most of which woke up waaaayyyy too early and got dressed for the first time ever hours before the sparrows even fart… And what did they get in return for the eagerness of the first day?? Bibs, hats, aprons and being allocated as some matriculants skivvy for two weeks!! Talk about breaking down all self esteem and school spirit before it has a chance to begin.. So keeping these horrid thoughts in mind I relinquished my eldest to these wolves this morning !! I will take my wheelspanner out the boot of my car and wield it at anyone who messes with my...
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