Warning! Viewer discretion is advised. This article contains repetitive vulgar word which starts with the letter B and ends with the letter H. Commonly used towards the female population.
During our flight to Kota Bharu, my mom and I were separated from my father. He sat in seat C, while mom and I sat in seat D and E respectively. And beside me, sat a pretty little BITCHY thingy called a female. Lets just call her B for BITCH.
As a pure Malaysian that had never sat foot in another country including Singapore, I'm proud to say that I know how the typical Malaysian mind works. I've lived in Malaysia for the entire 18 years of my life and believe me, I know. We Malaysians are known for our polite nature EXCEPT when we are on the road driving the car of course (imagine the cursing, hooting and road rages)
Miss B**** sat in the innermost seat of our row(Row 26 to be precised) and I could predict the catastrophe that would happen when our plane landed in Kota Bharu. Guess what? I was right. Miss B**** was so eager to get out of the plane that she used her body to push against me in an effort to convey the message that she was in a hurry (she did this TWICE!). As if she was the only person who had matters to attend to! Go to hell you B****! I could safely and confidently say that she was a blind person seeing that the whole lane was full of passengers eager to get the hell out of the plane. PLUS my mom was directly in front of me! So how the hell am I supposed to move?!.
Excuse me B****! even if you're dead, the Earth will still revolve on its normal course, the sun will still rise and people will still continue their daily routine. Your existence is nothing compared to the whole world (except for your family members of course. I'm sure they will be so sad to know that you're dead. However I think that if you're dead your mom should be happy since you're better off dead than alive). Furthermore, I don't see Kota Bharu having a pair of legs that it can run away from you (although if it had, I would pray that you won't be seeing Kota Bharu until you're dead and buried deep in its cold dirt alone. Well, not exactly alone since we as Muslims will be questioned by Munkar and Nakir).
Be patient for goodness sake! You're not the only person who has important matters to attend to!. Malaysians are so full of ourselves sometimes. No wonder they say that we have a third rate mentality.
Some who read this article may think that I'm a hateful person. No, I'm not. I'm a kind person who is always kind and polite to the other party EXCEPT when they are the ones who started ticking me off. An eye for an eye. This is also one of my favourite mottos.
And to Miss B****, who sat in Row 26, Seat F, Air Asia flight AK 5282 which departed at 11.00 am and arrived at Kota Bharu at 12.00 noon, if you're reading this, I hope you realised that you are the main subject of this article and my contempt. And you can be assured that I won't forget this until I'm also dead and buried deep in the cold soil of somewhere in Selangor. Goodbye.