Malaysia's not as safe as the world might think. I learnt that first hand haha. Muggers, tried to get smart with me, and got away, thankfully only about 2 bucks but amin lost 200. I felt pissed about it, I lost all sense of courage when simply faced with the simple odds of 7 to 1, and couldn't bring myself to sock the fucker in the jaw right and proper. Maybe it's the weapons they had that gave me pause, but whatever the reason all that adrenaline was pumped into the flee option. Wasted opportunity. And today, when I saw him again, I couldn't bring myself to slugg him. The hate was all gone, as usual, the nightly erasement of emotion did it's job, and so I ignored him, let him pass, called off the help I had ready. Amin wasn't so forgiving though. Sometimes I wish I were him, and could still stay angry enough to teach the fucker a lesson. So now I'll just have to wait for the day he rears his fucking head again to extort st jo boys and I promised myself I'd rip him a new asshole or give him a throat readjustment.
Now I know just how useless I am in the face of true danger. I must contemplate and train for the next hard contact.
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