The title of this blog is something I've learned over the past year from my time here at PC. I do like to be nice to people and I tend to like people by default - until they give me a reason not to. But the lesson I've learned is that when somebody is dumb, it can be the most infuriating thing in the world. That's why it's imperative that when this happens, you must explain to them - in the most condescending way you know how - why they are dumb. Because if you don't, how will they learn? Clearly

I went to painstaking effort last week recounting my act of heroism in the shopping mall, where - at great risk to my own personal safety - I fixed a potentially traumatic spelling mistake on an out-of-order ATM machine. I knew you'd all be dying to know what happened next: was the perpetrator brought to justice? Did I ever receive my badge of honour? Was there a statue erected in my name?

So I went back to the mall yesterday in hope of finding the answers to all three of those questions...

I am of the belief that it is imperative to give back to your local community because in the end, when the chips are down, it's the people closest to you who will rally around and support you in your time of need - and when that happens, you're going to want them to want to be there. I am also, however, the first to admit that I've been a little lax in my efforts to benefit my local kin of late (and by 'of late', I mean for the past twenty-one years). Not once have I helped a doddery old lady cross

Official campaign picture drawn by Yoshikkko

To win a category in Member of the Year, as anybody who is honest with themselves will admit, is the greatest honour a person could achieve in this or any future life. Looking at the thread now, I see that fifty-nine people have already cast their votes and having skimmed people’s

I always knew this day would come.

Since I was very young, I’ve been gripped by the overwhelming feeling that I was special. Many people over the years have tried to tell me differently, but always in vain – after all, I knew the truth. I could feel it, I could sense it - and I still can. There has always been something within me that is extraordinary; chosen for a destiny beyond the shackles of this daily routine existence we all seem to lead.

I’m not sure why I