The Opera Populaire

HY's last posting said simply:" I'm sick and tired of all this rubbish." Which basically sums up what I'm feeling at this point in time. Preparation for the event, crashed expectations about scholarship, family affairs as well as a whole solid week of lack of sleep finally made me snap yesterday.

I am a highly sensitive creature by nature. Age has added some element of wisdom so some of the allergic reaction wrought by youthfulness has been shaved off. But woe to some people who believe in stepping on others based on their real or perceived sense of superiority!

For girls out there, have you ever encountered Queen Bees in your office, home or among your acquaintances? Some are perhaps more beautiful or richer than the others; some perhaps more intelligent. But all feel the need to shoot others down, especially women. I've come to believe that this breed is basically the same inside. Scared, insecure individuals who need to lord it over others in order to make themselves feel better. And I notice a common tactic among them: the usage of excuses to make their agenda seem justifiable, even beneficial to the society as a whole. And when confronted, that false expression of innocence. Well, Miss/ Mrs/ Madam Queen Bees everywhere, listen up. Your cover has been blown. Long ago. And you know what? Despite whatever you may think about yourself, nobody likes you. If you need the namelist of those who will actually feel glad when you leave the room, I will gladly provide it to you, foc. On top of my head, even. And please realise this, the problem is not with the rest of us. It is with YOU. Now, you know that I'm saying this for your own good, do you?

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