Fuck you

I am so fucking surprised that when I told our form teacher that I lost the money for class tee, he can still blame me for it.

I just went over and said in a calm tone that the money was lost. Wanna know what he told me?

"Where did you put the money?"
"Where did you put your wallet?"
"Do you know the money cannot be retrieved?"
"Do you know the serial number of the notes"
"Whose fault is it"

You know how the fuck I feel when I was talked to like that? Like a bloody puppy, getting blamed for everything. I have no qualms about carrying the blame but don't you think the thief should have a bigger blame? Like a bloody puppy when I answer to my faults and was talked to in that manner and dismissed as and when you like it. LIKE I'VE NO BRAINS ON MY OWN.

I am so bloody disappointed that adults are not acting the fucking way they should, being all hard on us.

Fine it's all my fault for being so annoying, going around collecting ideas for the class shirts and getting the money. I swear that if there is any class activity going on, I WILL NEVER BE THERE TO SEE YOUR FUCKING FACE.

I hate Fuhua, I hate the teacher and I hate the thief. Because if I were you, thief, I would go fuck myself and I wish your mom gets down syndrome and your father gets possessed and your kids are born without a brain to compensate what you do.

You steal $200, you pay with your bloody disgusting dog barf life. Because if you stole MY money, you will be cursed for the rest of your life, along with your immediate family and your next 3 generations because after that your family line will die out for all the bad things you did and bein the worst failure & disgrace of your family.

And..

MAY YOU BURN IN HELL.