Manifestas

I was in a bus on my way home after the NLS paper yesterday. A primary school boy and his mother sat on the seat in front of me. It was a hot day so the mother told her son to adjust the aircon bulb on top of them so that it would face her.

"I can't reach it," the boy said while stretching his arm.
"Yes, you can. Just climb and stand on the seat," said the mother.

For a while I became appalled by the mother's suggestion. Children standing on seats with their dirty shoes on is my pet peeve. It is inconsiderate for the parents to let them do that, what more suggesting that to them.

So I had just wanted to roll my eyes when the boy looked at his shoes and declined his mother politely in Malay. "Tak nak."

I smiled and whispered to myself, "Good boy,".

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I was crossing the overhead bridge on my way from school and I saw a middle-aged Chinese man sitting on the long seat at the TP bus-stop. His 2 dogs were lying on the seat too. Although they were leashed, I thought it was insensitive of the man to let his dogs get on the public seat. First of all, dogs don't wear shoes. And even if they do, they don't sit like humans do. And even if they do, they pee in public and don't wash after (I know some people don't wash themselves either but that's another story). You get my point.

In that instance I imagined a superhero to educate that uncle and sanitize the seat with his powers. What should I call him? The Sterile Man? Haha..

Phew! What a week! Tests, projects, interviews. Deadlines, deadlines, deadlines. After all that, no, it's not done yet. I still have 3 exam papers to go! What amazes me is that - I am NOT stressed! Seriously. My panic attacks are gone! Planning ahead does work. And sometimes it's therapeutic.

Anyway.

Have you ever read blog entries that are written in English but you have no idea what the writer is trying to say? I've just read one a minute ago, and it has given me a headache. I mean, this girl (the writer, a friend) has a vast vocabulary and is witty. But her last entry, the sentences are just strings of words that do not connect. Maybe she's confused. I dunno. And why am I making such a fuss over this? I mean, big deal I've read a crappy entry. So what? Shut Up and Move On!

I think it's the headache.

Oh yes. If I don't answer your call or reply messages, I'm really busy. Teachers' Day, till we meet again!

Dear Voters,

What the HECK is WRONG with you?! Zayra should have been the one in the bottom three. She should be the one to be kicked out from Rock Star, not Dana (or any others)! Gahh! Not another week of her sucky singing and cocky costume!

Oh well.

On a happier note, most of the rockers did a splendid job. Especially Ryan. And I love Josh's rendition of Sublime's Santeria. *Supremely Sumblimically Splendid* My favourite female rocker, Dilana, rocked a spectacular performance. As usual. Even if she'd end up not fronting the band, I'd still buy her album. ROCK ON, BEBEH! \m/

I was browsing some photos from Multiply and it just saddens me to see that Malay/Muslims people are exhibiting their booze and their privates all over the internet. I'm not some preacher nor am I the queen of all moralists. But it's feels so wrong. It's just wrong. If you say I'm not fun, so be it. I like my own fun, where there are no alcohol reek, no accidental outbursts of emotions, no puke, no accidental f*cking around and no accidental conception and no accidental STDs. If you say I'm do not appreciate art, you're wrong. I appreciate the human form. I love looking at the wonders that God has created. But the stuffs that are all over the internet are just porn, not art! I mean, what's up with posing topless with mini-skirts san the undies at Marina? (If you haven't seen it yet, the photo is widely disseminated through e-mails).

And what telah happen to the beauty of marriage? Where two souls finally merge, where two bloods mix? Why do the parents of baby Sh.il.oh. so looked up upon especially after its birth? Where has the beauty gone? The meaning of it all? The purity of the union?

*silence*

For the core of destruction lies in the heart.

(almost) Everybody's FAT!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!

Eat THAT, suckers!