A little Introduction..
Ladies and gentlemen. Why don’t we all sit down and have a little chat. Now, the topic for today would be me. Sure, it’ll be boring as hell and all that. I’ll be repeating most of the stories that all of you have heard a lot of times. It may even reach up to the point of being annoying but hey, what am I without being annoying? Hell, I don’t even know if I want to write and post this stuff. I’m not sure how long this would take so yeah, if you don’t want to read, that’s fine by me. But in this post, some of you may find some things which might just change your perception of me, mostly to being sympathetic or just disgusted with me and what not. Lol, you may even start to hate me or break away from me but well, I need to let this all out and tell you guys a few things that I can’t really say face to face since I am a fucking coward. If you’re still reading, please read it with an open mind… I’m scared. I don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings. I don’t want you guys to hate me. Okay, so hate is too strong a word. Not like is more like it. But I have to say this because
1) It would ease my mind to know that I’ve at least told some truth in my pathetic life
2) Think of this as a confession.
In any case, let me find a starting point to start off the topic.
Let’s see… Why don’t we start off about my name and all that? Think of this as a proper introduction to all of you. My name is Shahril bin Sukri *bows down extravagantly*. I am… 19 years old. I am studying in the matriculation college of Perak in the biology stream. I am… well, normal in almost every aspect except for one thing although we won’t go into that today I think. In any case, I have an awesome family. I also have awesome friends who are like family to me as well and well, other friends whom I care about. And I am still single. And heartbroken somewhat. *laughs* Why? Well, here might be the source of my problem.
I am too nice.
Is there even such a thing as being too nice, all of you may ask. I’m not really sure myself. I don’t really believe in the term of “too nice” since we’re told to be nice to people right? In any case, that’s what mom said about me. She worries that would be a weakness. I’m wondering the same thing… Well, thinking about it now, I think that my problem would be being too nice and being naïve. I used to believe that being nice won’t get you hurt. Well, that’s true… physically. Emotionally, it hurts like hell. Why? Most of the girls that I like (or used to) all said that they like me as a big brother since I am such a nice guy. And yet when a… not-so-nice-guy comes along, they fall head over heels for that guy. In any case, I kind of lost hope for all those girls and started treating them like how they want me to treat them. Like a sister. Since it makes them happy. Does it make me happy? No, but after a while it does. And so I continued in life, wandering around. I used to not to care about wanting a relationship with girls by much since… well, at that time I kept thinking they meant trouble. No offence Sarah XD.
Anyway, I wandered around in my college until I met this girl who became my assistant in my tutorial as I became their leader. For the first part of the semester, I didn’t really like her like her. I used to like her as a friend. In any case after getting to know her better, I started to have a crush on her. Now, crushes I can handle. So I ignored my feelings and went on like normal. But starting this semester, there were days when I can’t stop thinking of her. Especially of her together with me. I tried shaking it off but since it failed, I decided to just go ahead and blurt out everything to clear my mind… in a professional manner of course. I mean, what did I have to lose? Sure it may be awkward after that but I’m sure we could get around that. Besides, I don’t think she would want to be my girlfriend. So anyway, I asked her to see me privately after one of our lectures. Heh, she was the one who lead me somewhere private. In any case, we stopped at this place where the mountains were in view and the sun shining. I took a moment to gather my courage after telling her that I wanted to say three things by staring over the fence at the mountains which was somewhat of a bad idea.
You see, I started to imagine that we were on a hill, I in armour leaning against my sword in the breeze on a rock with her standing on the ground below and behind me, looking up at me, placing her right hand on the nape of her neck to stop her cloak from fluttering off while my cloak was doing the “cloak-y” thingy. I started laughing. By then you could imagine the look on her worried face. Anyway, I started of by saying how exquisitely pretty she looked today. Then I asked her out to go watch a movie (my treat) with me. But before she could answer, I stopped her and told her that I liked her a lot. That was where my carefully planned conversation broke apart. I was expecting silence or an awkward moment. I had my words lined up for crying out loud… Things got awkward for me when she started laughing. I was the one who went silent. She asked me if I had anything else to add. I stammered out when and why I started liking her. She kept repeating her first question when I grew silent, smiling and having that twinkle in her eyes that says I-know-you-like-me. I said no, she seemed disappointed. She said farewell, told me I’d have my answer by tonight and went off laughing to join her friends. I walked back, not an enlightened man, but a confused one.
Now bear with me, I haven’t finished talking about this. For some reason, I have a need to write this all out, try and sort out what I really felt about this and what not. Call it impulse. Anyway, she didn’t give me the answer that night but held it for a few more days till the day before I was planning to go out. All the while, she paid me a little more attention than usual and started asking me to sit with her and talk and all that. The girls in my tutorial started teasing her about me and me about her and all that. In any case, her answer really wasn’t what I was expecting. She told me, she had a boyfriend. That was a shocker. I was expecting a yes/no situation. Not an I-have-a-bf situation. So yeah, that got me real awkward although I did smooth things over I think, by saying that since she has a boyfriend, I’ll leave her alone but hope we remain friends, blah blah blah, et cetera et cetera. And so I thought that was the end of that. I moped around for a day or two before I got back on my feet. But, it seems my troubles weren’t over. You see, since that day I can’t stop looking at her and think. Of course, I’ll smash myself with reality by reminding myself the fact that she has a boyfriend. *laughs* I sound like a martyr. As I was saying, my life from that moment on had that cheesiness to it. Plus I felt like a stalker for… my own reasons that would be left unsaid. I did told her again how I felt now and some of the girls so now the girls in my tutorial are not teasing us anymore although I must say, I really miss all that.
Now, recently, I was supposed to go out on date with her on Saturday the eighth. It all sparked off from a message and well, she was the one who wanted to go out with me. I asked her about her boyfriend and she said he wouldn’t mind. It seems that he already knew about me… So I was really looking forward to that day. Hell, I stayed awake after prayers. That’s something. I woke her up like she asked me to. A few minutes later, she smsed saying there was a problem. Her boyfriend suddenly didn’t let her go. My first thought: What a bastard. Second thought: Well, it’s only natural for a guy to do this and the fact that he is her boyfriend after all.
I was hurt since like I mentioned before, I was looking forward to it. Of course, I didn’t blame anyone since blaming would make me feel guilty. Besides, writing this down showed me that no one was at fault really.
Also, reading this again it seems that I am too nice. Sigh… I supposed I was hoping that Life would be like a movie you know? You act all nice and good and you get paid back with your kindness. But it seems the nicer you are, the harder you fall eh? Oh sure, there are people who actually really appreciate me being nice and all that but… it’s just that. They only appreciate. No, I don’t mean you guys (the whole gang. At least, I think I can dismiss you guys from the list.). It seems that in this world, in this life, the bad guys win.
And now it seems that I am starting to like this other girl in my tutorial too. Is this even normal? The hell am I supposed to know? And also, I made a supreme discovery. I discovered that I am a shy guy. Yes, I am shy. I don’t even know how to start a conversation properly with a girl. Especially the other girl. Her name’s Nur Jashimah Idayu. Sweet sounding name eh? In any case, I don’t want what happened to repeat itself in this one. I mean give me a break. Life is already painfully poking my heart with a three pronged fork. I mean, I saw a heart shape cloud with the full moon in the middle of it for goodness sake! Why must ALL the clichéd things happen to me? Sheesh…
Now, that was the first part that I want to talk about. My love life. Or at least what appears to be love anyway. Now, about my life in general. Bear with me folks. I just want to say everything that I have been thinking. Who knows, this may be the last time I’d be able to do this so… *shrugs* Let me do this.
Looking back at my life, I see family and friends all along the way, supporting me to go on and what not. But I also found out that when looking back, I don’t have anything that I can show to the world and say “This is what I made happened.”
Looking back, I think I’ve only caused trouble for everyone. I made people cry. I made my family work hard for cash for my operations. I dropped my burden on other people, hoping to ease my weight. I lie for my enjoyment and lied for the sake of lying. I did things without regards to others and my surrounding. In short words, I was a selfish arrogant bastard. What did I ever do besides making a fool of myself? What did I do other than burdening others? I can’t think of anything I did that lasted long. Sure, I make people happy. I make my family happy when I got good grades and when I made small jokes. I made my friends happy when I gave myself up as a target for sarcasm, my friends being who they are. I made a fool of myself for the sake of others enjoyments. Sometimes, for the sakes of others enjoyment, I stayed patient even when the sarcastic attacks went too far and hurt my feelings, telling myself that it’s okay, that they don’t really mean it, forcing myself to laugh along and smile stupidly. Khai would know. But what have I done that will leave a mark? I don’t have anything proud to show to the world. I don’t think I left much of an impact on anyone. I keep asking myself that lately. Sigh… I want to do something important you know? Something that I can be proud of. Something that I can show the world and say “Look at this. This is what I made happened, people.” Heh. I sound like Khai does sometimes.
Plus, looking back, I lied a lot. About a lot of things to a lot of people. Even to my family and my friends. Of course, I did it all for a reason but it still made me feel guilty as hell to do it. I can’t tell you why or when since that doesn’t matter now. Well, it still matters I suppose… and I suppose now that I’ve said this out loud, you guys may not be able to trust me anymore. *laughs* and I don’t blame you guys I suppose. All I can say is, I hope that well… we’ll remain friends and all that. Of course, I’ve kicked the habit but then hey, this is coming from me right? It’s up to you whether to trust me or not.
And so this just so happens to be the first very long post in my blog. So for now all I can say is this: With my mind and my heart, I ask for your forgiveness for all the wrongs and lies that I may have made to all of you during our time together. Do not forgive me out of sympathy. Rather, ask yourself truthfully whether or not you want to forgive me. And Bal, no attacks please? I’m dead serious here. Of course, no asking what lies I told you guys in the past because frankly, I can’t remember what it was all about… and I am for once, telling the truth here. So uh… this is it I guess. Sure, there are other things in my heart, locked up and waiting to be let out. But let’s save that for another day shall we?
1) It would ease my mind to know that I’ve at least told some truth in my pathetic life
2) Think of this as a confession.
In any case, let me find a starting point to start off the topic.
Let’s see… Why don’t we start off about my name and all that? Think of this as a proper introduction to all of you. My name is Shahril bin Sukri *bows down extravagantly*. I am… 19 years old. I am studying in the matriculation college of Perak in the biology stream. I am… well, normal in almost every aspect except for one thing although we won’t go into that today I think. In any case, I have an awesome family. I also have awesome friends who are like family to me as well and well, other friends whom I care about. And I am still single. And heartbroken somewhat. *laughs* Why? Well, here might be the source of my problem.
I am too nice.
Is there even such a thing as being too nice, all of you may ask. I’m not really sure myself. I don’t really believe in the term of “too nice” since we’re told to be nice to people right? In any case, that’s what mom said about me. She worries that would be a weakness. I’m wondering the same thing… Well, thinking about it now, I think that my problem would be being too nice and being naïve. I used to believe that being nice won’t get you hurt. Well, that’s true… physically. Emotionally, it hurts like hell. Why? Most of the girls that I like (or used to) all said that they like me as a big brother since I am such a nice guy. And yet when a… not-so-nice-guy comes along, they fall head over heels for that guy. In any case, I kind of lost hope for all those girls and started treating them like how they want me to treat them. Like a sister. Since it makes them happy. Does it make me happy? No, but after a while it does. And so I continued in life, wandering around. I used to not to care about wanting a relationship with girls by much since… well, at that time I kept thinking they meant trouble. No offence Sarah XD.
Anyway, I wandered around in my college until I met this girl who became my assistant in my tutorial as I became their leader. For the first part of the semester, I didn’t really like her like her. I used to like her as a friend. In any case after getting to know her better, I started to have a crush on her. Now, crushes I can handle. So I ignored my feelings and went on like normal. But starting this semester, there were days when I can’t stop thinking of her. Especially of her together with me. I tried shaking it off but since it failed, I decided to just go ahead and blurt out everything to clear my mind… in a professional manner of course. I mean, what did I have to lose? Sure it may be awkward after that but I’m sure we could get around that. Besides, I don’t think she would want to be my girlfriend. So anyway, I asked her to see me privately after one of our lectures. Heh, she was the one who lead me somewhere private. In any case, we stopped at this place where the mountains were in view and the sun shining. I took a moment to gather my courage after telling her that I wanted to say three things by staring over the fence at the mountains which was somewhat of a bad idea.
You see, I started to imagine that we were on a hill, I in armour leaning against my sword in the breeze on a rock with her standing on the ground below and behind me, looking up at me, placing her right hand on the nape of her neck to stop her cloak from fluttering off while my cloak was doing the “cloak-y” thingy. I started laughing. By then you could imagine the look on her worried face. Anyway, I started of by saying how exquisitely pretty she looked today. Then I asked her out to go watch a movie (my treat) with me. But before she could answer, I stopped her and told her that I liked her a lot. That was where my carefully planned conversation broke apart. I was expecting silence or an awkward moment. I had my words lined up for crying out loud… Things got awkward for me when she started laughing. I was the one who went silent. She asked me if I had anything else to add. I stammered out when and why I started liking her. She kept repeating her first question when I grew silent, smiling and having that twinkle in her eyes that says I-know-you-like-me. I said no, she seemed disappointed. She said farewell, told me I’d have my answer by tonight and went off laughing to join her friends. I walked back, not an enlightened man, but a confused one.
Now bear with me, I haven’t finished talking about this. For some reason, I have a need to write this all out, try and sort out what I really felt about this and what not. Call it impulse. Anyway, she didn’t give me the answer that night but held it for a few more days till the day before I was planning to go out. All the while, she paid me a little more attention than usual and started asking me to sit with her and talk and all that. The girls in my tutorial started teasing her about me and me about her and all that. In any case, her answer really wasn’t what I was expecting. She told me, she had a boyfriend. That was a shocker. I was expecting a yes/no situation. Not an I-have-a-bf situation. So yeah, that got me real awkward although I did smooth things over I think, by saying that since she has a boyfriend, I’ll leave her alone but hope we remain friends, blah blah blah, et cetera et cetera. And so I thought that was the end of that. I moped around for a day or two before I got back on my feet. But, it seems my troubles weren’t over. You see, since that day I can’t stop looking at her and think. Of course, I’ll smash myself with reality by reminding myself the fact that she has a boyfriend. *laughs* I sound like a martyr. As I was saying, my life from that moment on had that cheesiness to it. Plus I felt like a stalker for… my own reasons that would be left unsaid. I did told her again how I felt now and some of the girls so now the girls in my tutorial are not teasing us anymore although I must say, I really miss all that.
Now, recently, I was supposed to go out on date with her on Saturday the eighth. It all sparked off from a message and well, she was the one who wanted to go out with me. I asked her about her boyfriend and she said he wouldn’t mind. It seems that he already knew about me… So I was really looking forward to that day. Hell, I stayed awake after prayers. That’s something. I woke her up like she asked me to. A few minutes later, she smsed saying there was a problem. Her boyfriend suddenly didn’t let her go. My first thought: What a bastard. Second thought: Well, it’s only natural for a guy to do this and the fact that he is her boyfriend after all.
I was hurt since like I mentioned before, I was looking forward to it. Of course, I didn’t blame anyone since blaming would make me feel guilty. Besides, writing this down showed me that no one was at fault really.
Also, reading this again it seems that I am too nice. Sigh… I supposed I was hoping that Life would be like a movie you know? You act all nice and good and you get paid back with your kindness. But it seems the nicer you are, the harder you fall eh? Oh sure, there are people who actually really appreciate me being nice and all that but… it’s just that. They only appreciate. No, I don’t mean you guys (the whole gang. At least, I think I can dismiss you guys from the list.). It seems that in this world, in this life, the bad guys win.
And now it seems that I am starting to like this other girl in my tutorial too. Is this even normal? The hell am I supposed to know? And also, I made a supreme discovery. I discovered that I am a shy guy. Yes, I am shy. I don’t even know how to start a conversation properly with a girl. Especially the other girl. Her name’s Nur Jashimah Idayu. Sweet sounding name eh? In any case, I don’t want what happened to repeat itself in this one. I mean give me a break. Life is already painfully poking my heart with a three pronged fork. I mean, I saw a heart shape cloud with the full moon in the middle of it for goodness sake! Why must ALL the clichéd things happen to me? Sheesh…
Now, that was the first part that I want to talk about. My love life. Or at least what appears to be love anyway. Now, about my life in general. Bear with me folks. I just want to say everything that I have been thinking. Who knows, this may be the last time I’d be able to do this so… *shrugs* Let me do this.
Looking back at my life, I see family and friends all along the way, supporting me to go on and what not. But I also found out that when looking back, I don’t have anything that I can show to the world and say “This is what I made happened.”
Looking back, I think I’ve only caused trouble for everyone. I made people cry. I made my family work hard for cash for my operations. I dropped my burden on other people, hoping to ease my weight. I lie for my enjoyment and lied for the sake of lying. I did things without regards to others and my surrounding. In short words, I was a selfish arrogant bastard. What did I ever do besides making a fool of myself? What did I do other than burdening others? I can’t think of anything I did that lasted long. Sure, I make people happy. I make my family happy when I got good grades and when I made small jokes. I made my friends happy when I gave myself up as a target for sarcasm, my friends being who they are. I made a fool of myself for the sake of others enjoyments. Sometimes, for the sakes of others enjoyment, I stayed patient even when the sarcastic attacks went too far and hurt my feelings, telling myself that it’s okay, that they don’t really mean it, forcing myself to laugh along and smile stupidly. Khai would know. But what have I done that will leave a mark? I don’t have anything proud to show to the world. I don’t think I left much of an impact on anyone. I keep asking myself that lately. Sigh… I want to do something important you know? Something that I can be proud of. Something that I can show the world and say “Look at this. This is what I made happened, people.” Heh. I sound like Khai does sometimes.
Plus, looking back, I lied a lot. About a lot of things to a lot of people. Even to my family and my friends. Of course, I did it all for a reason but it still made me feel guilty as hell to do it. I can’t tell you why or when since that doesn’t matter now. Well, it still matters I suppose… and I suppose now that I’ve said this out loud, you guys may not be able to trust me anymore. *laughs* and I don’t blame you guys I suppose. All I can say is, I hope that well… we’ll remain friends and all that. Of course, I’ve kicked the habit but then hey, this is coming from me right? It’s up to you whether to trust me or not.
And so this just so happens to be the first very long post in my blog. So for now all I can say is this: With my mind and my heart, I ask for your forgiveness for all the wrongs and lies that I may have made to all of you during our time together. Do not forgive me out of sympathy. Rather, ask yourself truthfully whether or not you want to forgive me. And Bal, no attacks please? I’m dead serious here. Of course, no asking what lies I told you guys in the past because frankly, I can’t remember what it was all about… and I am for once, telling the truth here. So uh… this is it I guess. Sure, there are other things in my heart, locked up and waiting to be let out. But let’s save that for another day shall we?
posted by Garrion at 11:48 PM
5 Comments:
I'm a nice guy. Too nice is not good I know, but still, it's nicer than being a bad boy. I don't want to be a bad boy. I like the way I am as a nice guy. I can't imagine if I'm doing something bad regularly for the sake of it.
Don't hate yourself for it, but do try to make yourself less vulnerable to... attacks (for a lack of a better word). Be a nice guy, but be a not-so nice guy sometimes. People take advantage... I know, I'm one of those people back then. Now though, I learnt to like myself and toughen myself up. (Not physically, but then again, that'll be nice too.) Do that, and maybe you'd command respect from your peers, I'm sure of it. (Not that you don't right now.)
I'm sure that you can be proud of yourself later on. Maybe not now, but later, who knows you'd be some head-honcho at a company or something. It'll come. I still haven't achieved anything, or so I think. There will be people to remind you what you'd accomplish so far.
Whatever it is, I forgive you. Don't worry about it. There will be somebody who cares for you, no matter where you are.
Be the good guy that you are, my friend.
Nice just doesn't cut it in this world anymore. You know the phrase 'nice guys finish last'? It's not joking. It's true. I can think of SOME people off the bat who were TOO nice to the point of well, self-destruction. But let's not get bogged down on them now, shall we?
Yeah, we've all been there before, really. In the words of one Avinder Kaur whose idealistic visions have...almost changed me somewhat, none of us are born evil. So yeah, everyone's been nice before.
The point is that at some time or another, you're going to have to realize that in the end, you come first. Not your girlfriend's feelings. Not your mother's feelings. Hell not even your best friends' feelings. Yours. Before you love other people, you have to start with loving yourself. If someone does something to offend you, don't just give way and give them the benefit of the doubt. 'Oh, maybe she had to do her facial today! I understand'. 'Oh! Maybe it's wrong for her to see me now, I understand.' Once is fine. Twice is pushing it. Thrice is the last straw. No wait, once is already enough to open fire, but I usually wait for twice.
If a person is a bitch to you, then stand up and give the bitch a nice tight slap. Girls these days walk all over us if you let them. (No offense to Sarah). So don't.
Call 'em as they are. If she's a bitch. She's a bitch. (no one tell me that it's not right to swear, please. Some people just deserve being sweared at)
This of course doesn't mean that you have to be the evil smoking drug abusing child molesting pun-throwing motorcycle riding chainsaw wielding anti-hero to get what you want. Be nice, but be BRUTALLY HONEST when it comes to what ticks you off. Either that or write a long blog post slamming whoever deserves it, when you know that said person is going to read it later.
I got sick of the Bal you knew in Melawati when I realized that being nice wasn't going to cut it. There's no sense of honor or dignity in being a doormat. Stand up for yourself. But please don't go looking for ways to look or seem 'cool' (take note of inverted commas) by means of what you know is wrong. Swearing was good, but only to those who deserve it. You don't have to turn yourself into, well... whoever comes to mind when you think 'bad boy'. Sure it means being Cyclops when you could be Wolverine. But hey, Cyclops got to MARRY Jean Grey, and Wolverine is an idiot.
So repeat after me- Bad boys are idiots. And that makes the girls who pick them idiots squared. You're better off single than being attached to an idiot.
So stay nice, and remember that honesty (even if it's laced with a major dose of serious sarcasm)is the best policy.
(see that's where Avinder's idealism-shmism thing has failed to reach me. I don't believe in the benefit of a doubt if a person tries to fuck with me. Once someone proves that I should hate him, then it's hard for him to change that impression on me. none of the 'oh, but i'm sure he/she means well' bullshit. People don't mean well anymore. Not most of the time anyway. Fullstop.)
This community service and family care message was brought to you by Bal. The guy who just slapped the bitch who deserved it. Now wasn't that easier than just moping around in my room?
I agree with Bal. Minus the pessimism. I still believe in some things that Bal doesn't believe anymore.
I agree on the part that bitches are bitches, and that girls who pick bad boys are just as stupid.
So if a girl with a boyfriend is still flirting with you she's problematic. Leave her alone. If she really likes you she'd tell her boyfriend she wants to break up and run into your arms. Even that isn't a good sign, she might do the same to you.
And I like you as a nice guy, I can never imagine you being a nasty guy =< I think most people have been through the "too-nice" phase.
And about achieving things... Getting a girlfriend or a boyfriend isn't what you call an achievement. Think about it. We're all 19, we are on the way to achieve things. Achieving things right now would be impressive, but not something anyone can do. You're normal, I'm normal. Plenty of people are normal. And about burdening your parents, that's their responsibilities. It's not your fault you have to go through ops and all, instead of feeling guilty, it would make them feel so much happier if you just hug them and say "I love you". At least you know your family loves you and willing to spend a lot of money on you. At least you have some friends who don't hang around with you for money.
And you might have had that moment where you feel nobody loves you, you're a burden to everyone, you hate all of your friends. At times like that, family is the best cure. If at that time you happen to be involved in a cold war within your family, then stay away from the kitchen and ropes or other potential suicide objects and go to sleep. It might take a few days. It might take a week. But one day you'll walk out of your room, down the stairs and look at your family watching the TV and just feel this flood of love for them for just being your family. Even though at times you feel like murdering your brother, or your parents are being unfair.
Because family stays with you till the end. Rarely your friends, or your girlfriend. That's why our religion stresses so much importance on family ties..
I forgive you for all your lies, and I swear that I am your friend because I am your friend, not because of your money, not because you're tall and I can use you to scare some jerks away (altho I might ask for your help one day heehee), not because of sympathy, not because I can use you too finish my food, but because I truly really really regard you as my friend. I admit that you do talk too much and it's impossible to not get tired of it but it never means I'm tired of being your friend. And if you don't turn into some "evil smoking drug abusing child molesting pun-throwing motorcycle riding chainsaw wielding anti-hero" our friendship is intact. Even if you do turn into some "evil smoking drug abusing child molesting pun-throwing motorcycle riding chainsaw wielding anti-hero" I'll hire 3 kaki pukul to knock some sense into your head (literally) and convince you you're the biggest ididot in the universe unless you return to your normal self and to being who you are.
So... Don't be sad =(
I love you lots lots lots and lots.
PS: No offence taken from Bal and Shahril, and any other people who are attacking females in general.
You know best thing bout being a gril is I can call you guys ididot XD It's a term of endearment..
girl*
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