Beyond Narccissism

So, everybody has their tale to tell...everyone has a story to share...as for me, I was not exactly enthusiastic and elated with the idea of of a guy/lady poking their watchamacalit stuff into my teeth and gums...gets my body all tensed up, and I have visions of the devil with his fork, laughing at me while I will myself to my doom...

It wasn't MY idea, that I got braces years ago...in fact, as far as the orthodontist was concern, I only had ONE crooked teeth on the front...and I felt that it was not worth all the pain, the insane amount of money, the restriction to liquid food...but it seems enough a reason for my dad...I don't know what went through his mind...but he seemed to have this paranoia, of not being to marry me off one day..."Eh girl (his pet name for me, apparently), you'd better get your teeth done. If not I will be stuck having to support you for my whole life!!"...Yea, that was sooooooo encouraging, dad...I owe you one there...

It was four years since I took out my braces...and I NEVER wore the retainer...I felt too ecstatic, feeling the freedom around my gums, not suppressed by anything metalic...in fact, I loved this feeling so much, I never looked back...until yesterday...

By now, I think you should know that orthodontist and I do not really have a fate together...I avoid them like plague...especially when they are having in their hands that pointy little metal bugger that throbes at your teeth ever so often...I shiver, just listening to them drill something onto a poor soul's teeth...this torture that haunts you every half a year...I have successfully avoided them for 8 half years...

I decided it was high time, I did scaling...If anyone does not know what that is...scaling, is the removing of extra plaque, tartar and calculus, that is still sticking onto one's teeth...In that process, the orthodontist commented that she has discovered a hole, which needs filling...and my old fillings were wearing out, so I would have to 'renew' them...and worst of all, due to NOT wearing a retainer for these four years, my teeth has shifted position SLIGHTLY...and adviced that if I would still want the teeth that I once had, I would have to stick to my retainer 26 hours a day...

I don't know which is more painful...sticking to my retainer like glue to reposition my teeth, or having my unlucky kids laugh at me for my crooked teeth...

I think I prefer to stick with the retainer...*sigh*...things we do for the love of beauty...

I have an appointment with the orthodontist again next week...to do some re-fillings, and to fix my retainer...yea, I surprised myself sometimes...but my mum would be jumping with joy on her bed right now...it used to be that she had to bribe/pay me to put a foot in the dentist's office...

Too Much Information

This tag thingy is obviously getting out of hand...these are 'getting to know me more' type of 'questionaire'...and I do not know anything that readers would want to know less of...but anyway, here goes :-

Instructions: Remove 1 question from below, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged.

1. At what age do you wish to marry?
Do I have to answer this dreaded question??...Ok, so its my guess that I won't be getting married anytime soon...so probably in my 30's...and if I'm not married by then, I'll probably drag the first hobo I can find and do it Las Vegas style...

2. Where will you go if someone sponsors you a tour ticket?
If someone buys me a tour ticket, it will be a 'Round-the-world' tour, of course...yes, that is greed taking over...and I have no shame...

3. If you could have one word that’ll describe your mood right now, what would it be?
Excited...Nothing beats the adrenaline rush, of getting to play Counter-Strike again (after a freaking 8 year fast...just hope I don't get that addicted again)...and killing the baddies...so what if I died a million times...I am practising!!...

4. Do you think money can buy happiness?
Hmmm...tough question...so, yes...without money, we wouldn't be able to purchase our dream home, go on vacations...which will somehow play a role in nurturing happiness...but so what if we can purchase all these but have no love??...Can I stand in between for this question??

5. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?
*in a cute, baby voice*...I wish for World peace...BLEH!!!...nah, that is too 'beauty pageant' talk...as un-patriotic as I may sound in my other post, I would actually wish that Malaysian society will come out of its 'third-world' mentality...and no more spoon-feeding...at least, that would make my job as a music teacher so much enjoyable...

6. Do you believe you can survive without money?
Are you kidding me??...Everything that we are dependent on, is purchased by money...so you tell me, is ANYONE able to survive without money?

7. What are you afraid to lose the most?
My family and friends. And of course, my laptop, my fingers (literally my bread&butter), my storybooks, my music books, my DVDs, my CDs, my comics…

8. If you win $1 million, what would you do?
Demand that my parents stop working...and enjoy the 'harvest!'...get myself a complete set of Roland keys, and mixing equipments...Buy over UCSI, and detonate it!!!...

9. How would you describe the person u like *at the moment*?
Goofy when time calls for it...which makes me laugh...at other times, a great and caring boyfriend...wouldn't ask for more...*grin*...

10. What are the requirements that you wish from the other half?
Man, will this be long...

• definitely not scrawny...nor lighter than me in weight...
• enjoys a debate/discussion or two
• respects my parents...and me...
• respects what I believe in...he need not agree...that's okay...but don't brush me aside either...
• treats me special...xD
• flexible ego...
• not sexist...
• Optimistic...to balance the pessimistic part of me...
  

11. If you could rewind time would you?
Who wouldn't??...I'd fix me a lot then...

12. What’s your ambition?
Bull-doze Malaysian's politicians down, boost up culture aware-ness, control the world and the world economy ala Adolf Hitler and President Mao...

13. Are you emotional?
You can bet on it!!...when it happens, I go the extreme...if not, I am as if emotionally castrated...

14. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?
To be at peace with myself...

15. If you could undo doing one mistake in the past, what would it be?
*groan*...just ONE??...I would love and forgive myself more...but at the moment, the one mistake I wish to undo...is to NOT participate in this tag...

16. If you have a chance, which part of your character would you like to change?
Thinking too much...worrying about things that do not deserve my attention...and closing an eye on things that need my attention most...

17. What is the one thing you cannot do but you wish you could?
Speak in public...socialize...I am happy just staying at home with my good friends...but that ain't good...I am limiting myself to endless knowledge...

18. Why are you feeling like this?
Like what?...is this a following question from Question #17?...well, first of all...I am taking a break...I have received many blows of disappointment when it came to friendship issues...I guess in a way, I am trying to protect myself from anymore hurts...yet, in this mode of withdrawal, I have also learn to appreciate my space and treasure it...

19. LINA'S QUESTION: Why am I not asleep?
Erm, it is just closing 10am at night...like Lina would say...we musicians have just started our day...Good morning, everyone!!...besides, 10am sleeping hour are for babies...

20. MY TURN: Do you know how to operate Sibelius software?
Cz I don't...and I have this dumb mid-term assignment that I have to pass up...and I can't find the button that allows me to do drum notations!!...and I need help!!...*google searches "Sibelius software, Urgent Help"*

I have decided to refrain from tagging anyone, less I :
a) get savagely beaten up;
b) get killed;
c) am cruelly tagged by a revenged tagger...and we wouldn't want that now, would we?

But if she would so kindly answer Question #20, when she is free, I would be most grateful...but as for others, feel free to 'be tagged' by me...if you so happen to be running out of topics to post in your blog...*grin*

You Make Me Sick

Things just gets so darn annoying the minute your immune system back-fires...I have been nursing a mild flu, and an agonizing headache for the past few days...hence, my disappearing act from this blog...

Your nose gets all clogged up, and your eyes are watery...your back is slightly sweaty (mild fever, I suppose)...and worst of all, you fight nature's call, that insist you rest...of course, add it all up, it just makes you a little more than irritated...and a whole lot more grumpy...

Everything is in chaos now...not to mentioned that some of my students are being real idiots at the moment...like I have said before, and I will say it now...two weeks break from a piano is never good for a musician/student/child...and I stand by my beliefs till now...a student of mine have proved to have shrunk his brain to pea size, watching DVDs for 14 days...an ace student of mine, can now barely count...

The word 'frustrated' undermines my feelings...

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By the way, just so one would understand...we piano/violin teachers make a living by teacher your children. If we were to entertain your request of 'stopping lessons' for a month, just because our studio is having a school break, and there isn't classes for two weeks...and you took out your pewny calculator and concluded that it is not worth it to pay this month's piano fees...we teachers would have been short of a certain amount of money in terms of salary...imagine if we were to entertain every parent (I have more than 35 students, btw)...I would not have a pay check this month and would be starving by now...and with the petrol prices increasing, I would have to survive on plain water every day...that is just inhumane, wouldn't you agree??

And for those of you who don't...you make me sick...
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Have been nursing a mild depression of late...frankly speaking, I'm not sure why...I know it is something to do with the state of life that I find myself in...but I am not able to pin point what exactly...I feel a mental blockage...maybe its because I have learnt to ignore it so well, that returning to a certain memory would prove to be too painful...I feel limited...caged by the very walls I have built myself...I want to fly, but like an eagle bred in a farm, I'm behaving somewhat like a chicken...I put my mind into something, which I know I can achieve...but the very battle I struggle to fight...is my self esteem, which pulls me down...I want to break away...and for moment, I do...then comes the Voice of Doom speak into my mind again...and the Voice of Reason shrinks in fear...and I find myself thinking vulnerable thoughts...

I have been planning to do my internship in Melbourne, Australia...and so far, things are going as planned...true, it was delayed by a couple of months...but I'm okay with that...I am willing to wait, as long as it means taking me to another country, that I may start a new chapter...learn of other cultures...

I have been behaving like a kid these days...sulking, and unsure of myself...I can't keep that up though...I wonder where all my optimism has disappeared to...

My boyfriend will be leaving for Tasmania to further his studies in 2 weeks time...I am missing him, even before he leaves...damn it...that may have added to my 'kiddish' behaviour too...

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I have a question; which I have thought about but never could come to a conclusion :-

'If God has given us the freedom of choice...then where does DESTINY comes in?'

Unvoluntarily Tagged

Just because this bugger is my friend...and I owe her a HUGE favour...I shall forgive her for taking my life apart, by tagging me...and shall fulfill her request...

The rules are:
1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.
2. Each player answers the questions about themselves
3. At the end of the post the player than tags 5 people and posts their names, than goes to their blogs and leaves a comment, letting them know they done got tagged and to ask them to play and read your blog.

What was I doing 10 years ago (1998)?
1) trying to figure out my sexuality...yes, I was such a tom-boy, there are people (who shall remain anonymous) have asked me time and time again, if I was a lesbian...and yes, it is confirmed that I am a heterosexual...my mum was glad to know...if not, she would have screamed Bloody Mary..
2) playing truant in school..
3) ringing people's doorbell...and running away before they answer the door...so what, you have your naughty moments too...
4) screaming Backstreet Boys...man, was I immature!!...
5) practicing rebellious-ness, and driving my mum nuts...

5 Things on my to-do list today
1) survive an hour and half of boring lecture...
2) survive my blardy students who will most probably not have done a single assignment throughout the two week break...
3) resist the temptation of tearing my hair out while doing my compositions and arrangements...I am balding now, which is not a good sign...thank God for my thick hair...
4) Fill my car up...my baby is thirsty...
5) wash my hair...

5 Snacks I enjoy
1) Cachos with thousand island dressing
2) paper sea-weeds
3) tooth-decaying, and weight gaining marshmallows...
4) DARK BELGIUM chocs...
5) sugar-coated Oreos with dumped in fresh milk...

5 Things I would do if I were a multi-billionaire
1) Hire a mafia to eliminate carcasses, namely Baby Vellu
2) Buy an island and retire there...
3) Buy the Federal Bank Reserve, and become a multi-zillionaire...
4) I'd get myself G3-/SG-1 Sniper Rifle and finish off Vellu myself...save mafias the trouble...
5) Purchase a Stradivarius violin and a Steinway Grand...which if I did, I would not have the money to execute any of the above...

5 of my bad habits
1) keeping lose change...my heavy pocket full of coins, is weighing my pants down...
2) doggy-ear my books...
3) workaholic extreme...
4) switching off snooze buttons and not waking up...the sleeping beast that I am...
5) checking for cellulites...

5 places I have lived in:
1) Paradise Bay Hotel, Penang
2) Toyota Corona 1.6 (1982), Number Plate :WAS2754
3) University practice rooms
4) 10, Persiaran Bandar Baru Tambun
5) National Library

5 people I tag:
Anyone who is as insane as I am, to be doing a tag at this ungodly hour...

Paycut

The highest price increase of the decade...our beloved government has decided to pull up the price of our petrol, by a freakin 78 cents...hence, petrol now can be bought at RM2.70 per litre, instead of the usual RM1.92...

This is part of their fuel subsidy plan, so they say...

But while they decide to do this, may I suggest the following...

1) Repair and improve public transportation system, BEFORE raising the bar by 40%...instead of 'planning to fix public transport using the funds that comes from the hike'...(NOTE : "planning" only)...

2) Get every employer to raise our salary by 40%, to accommodate fuel hike, which like dominoes, will inevitably cause price increase in food, groceries, etc...I for one, am up to my neck settling bills...

AND while they're at it, there are a couple of things to work on as well...

1) STOP sending UMNO 'visitors' to space...we can't afford it...

2) STOP building luxurious buildings just to impress...many architecture are now sitting as white elephants...damn it!!!

3) STOP buying military air-crafts, fighter jets, submarines and NURI helicopters...does it look like we are going to war at any time??...we are on war alright...economical war, that is!!!...

Thanks to this price increase, my car is pressing me for more money, than my stomach is!!!...

Dear Diary

Today was great...A-MA-ZING...I took my car out for a date today...just a couple of days back, I treated Toyota Corona 1.6 with 13 litres of petrol, which I happily spend RM30...I had economy rice, which was only RM2.20...but that is ok...my darling Toyota comes first anyway...

In return, Toyota took me for a couple of trips to college and back...wow...such great fun!!...And in the for every of these trips, I had to part with RM4 for both parking ticket and toll each time...but ah, such exhilaration...why not??...I have plenty of money to spare...

I will need to treat Toyota again for another hefty meal...this time, for the same 13 litres of petrol, it will probably cost me RM45, and extra RM15 from the usual...

But am I bothered?...well, so I may have to live on plain water alone from now on...I will most probably have to chew on grass for vitamins...and sand to brush my teeth...wipe my butt with banana tree leaves...

But it is okay...

After all...whatever is best for my darling Toyota is good enough for me...

Almost dying,
Lessajinomoto

One Chapter Closes

So...I'm done with my graduation recital...leaving me with one more class to go (re-sitting for a class that I failed due to attendance)...and a deferred internship...

I sense a fuzzy feeling of nostalgia...fear and confusion altogether...I wonder why that is...on one hand, I'm glad I'm over and done with college...I've had many unpleasant experiences that I'd rather forget and not remember...but I have got to admit that there are many memories that I will truly treasure...close friends, for example...who stood by me through hard times...

I have got to admit that part of me is happy and excited that I am closing this chapter of my life, leaving this place of confinement, where I can start exploring and discovering more of who I am...instead of being stifled and limited by these four walls...I hate facing the politics that exist in colleges...even among friends...but I guess I will be expecting that in the working world...just in another form of politics...but politics nevertheless...

This idea of now being literally thrown into the open sea is finally hitting me...why, just two months ago, although I am proud to say that I have tried to stay financially independent...in my heart, I know that if I am ever out of cash, my dad would be a phone call away...if there are classes I have failed, there are always supplementary papers...or even classes to re-take...fall back plans...

But now, I'm feeling scared...I am suppose to apply all that I have learn throughout my life, and hopefully apply them in my work...I am no longer protected...no longer in a place where fall backs are possible...every inch of my survivor skills will be tested...my core beliefs and values...and if I will compromise on them or not...

Bills, commitments, and more responsibilities...I'm afraid that I may not be able to cope with it...I love the freedom that comes with it, of course...but there are many things that limit this freedom of mine...which I'm not sure I am ready to take...the stakes are higher...punishment more severe...people more unforgiving...like some says, it is a back-biting world after all...It just makes me feel more vulnerable, somehow...

As stupid as it may sound, there are many times I feel like a fraud...there are times I question my capabilities...A lecturer once told me, that when I really give my all to playing the piano, music flows...I am starting to question the validity of his statement...there are so many times, more often than not, that I don't feel as if I deserve the acknowledgment...cause I know, that I'm short-changing myself...to a certain extend, I've cheated on myself...relying on playing by ear, and scraping through exams...that isn't success...but those friends that envy me...seems to think so...

It is hard to close one chapter and start another...hard to leave the comfort zone and into the battle field...and believe it or not, I am actually wishing that time need not pass by so fast...

You'd gotta be kidding me...

It is school break today...as workaholic as I am, I welcomed this break with opened arms...I needed to talk to adults for a change, after all the kids talk I've done for the past few months...

My boyfriend and I dropped by KLCC for an hour or so, to pick up some tickets from the Malaysian Philharmonic box office...when I realized 'my aunty' came to visit...thanks God...you have no idea what was going through my head for this past week, as this 'aunty' of mine was 2 weeks and 5 days BEHIND schedule...another 2 more days of absence, I would have hit the roof and freaked out...

As anxious as I was, I've got to admit that I didn't come prepared...hey, cut me some slack, will ya...this 'lady' misses the train for almost 3 weeks...I have received no symptoms nor signs/hints of her coming...no bloating, no violent, dark hormonal forces,cramps, nil...

So I quickly visited the Guardian pharmacy and glanced through the vast choices of sanitary napkins...I usually go for Whisper, as that brand offers the best night security ever...35 cm long, with 'wings'...security and comfort, satisfaction guaranteed and sealed in a package...but alas, this was also one of the brands that was and still is the costliest...and being the old grub that I am, I scanned through the shelf for a cheaper option...and WALLA, there it was...at RM3.80 for 10 slim sanitary napkins...was the brand name; Always...

But at closer observation, I had to snort with laughter, and place it back...beneath the brand name; Always...was these words..."Have a HAPPY period!!"...

Are you freaking kidding me??...which lady, pray tell...can actually claim that they breeze through this time of the month, with smiles and joy...waltzing down the green meadows with no cares in the world??...as far as I know, many women out there are having cramps so painful, that it takes up all their mental strength to refrain from gnawing inside their body and ripping their uterus out!!...Others, have to entertain this hormone dysfunction, of turning into Incredible Hulk within seconds...tell me, is there anything that a women goes through during her 'aunty visit' that is in the LEAST, enjoyable??...

Well, I am not one to complain much...I am one of the lucky ones, whom this 'aunty' does not harrass too much...she finishes her business with me, in 3 days at maximum...sometimes, 2 days...I'm not sure if that is good news or not...No cramps for me...just a dull ache at times, and tiredness at others...but I'll be damned...I saw so many of my gal friends, hugging themselves in a corner, and gulping in aspirin pills for dear life!!...I'm sure many gals would agree with me on this...

So...."have a HAPPY period"??...I'd say that "Have a CRAPPY period" is more like it...

My thoughts, at exactly 10:00pm

• why do some people allow the 'blogging meter' to rate their success of their bloggings?...I really do not think that one should let this 'long list of subscribers' trend get into them, lest anyone should think that their journal is crap...of course, I write to share my thoughts too...and there are many times I edit like crazy...so what if I don't meet some high exquisite requirements of another realm...it doesn't matter...
  
• why God allowed the Bible to be written in such a way that, there are just one too many interpretation to trust...and thus, creating tension around the Christian community...I feel discouraged...and disappointed...fellow-men using the name of RELIGION to start a war...
• this guilt-trip of not having catch up with my college mates is driving me nuts...yet, business at work does not allow me the time...even if it does, extreme fatigue takes over
• I can't believe I'm still hungry now...I just ate a plate of rice, just over an hour and half ago...
• my boyfriend is being really sweet...hehe...he patiently endured me applying make-up on him...just for fun!!...haha...and he humoured me by allowing me to take photo-shots of him too!!!...but those photos are mine for safe-keeping...*grin*...
• a big political undercurrent is happening in Malaysia, I just hope it doesn't cause an overthrow of government...

Random Thoughts

I had to go home just last Sunday, back to Ipoh for a family dinner...darling boyfriend drove me to the train station...and since I was still way ahead of schedule, I decided to drop by TimeSquare for a stroll...

As expected, I dropped by the Borders bookstore...flipped through some magazines...for the life of me, I can't remember the title of the magz...but they were supposedly the gossip breeding ground for famous actors...

Paris Hilton talks about her boyfriend, gushing..."He makes me laugh. The whole world is better, and we are happier than ever."...erm...was that just a laughter of disbelieve in my head or what...I wonder why...

Jennifer Aniston has a new boyfriend...I'm happy for her...she seems like a nice person...with REAL FAULTS...but nice enough...and pretty hair too...

Sped read through the books, entitled "Malaysia's Political Tsunami"...this guy at the counter was almost pressing me to buy it...singing its praises to the highest heaven, so I decided to give it a try...reading only...

Poor Abdullah...I wouldn't want to be in his place...I admire the fact that he is trying to create a clean corrupt-free government...but alas, the setting of the government before, is to big a task to change...

The book was basically anti-Prime Minister Abdullah...and I, who have to confess, does not know the entire story and the ins and outs of the government...refused to comment and critic on this...

Reading those couple of books alone, took me 1 hr 45 minutes...had lunch...and came up with the wildest idea...

The distance from TimeSquare to the bus-station, where I would catch my bus back...was 1.5 kilometers away...It was 12pm sharp...noon...where the sun was piercing right through the sky unmercilessly...and it was blardy humid and hot, compared to the fully air-conditioned stores I was sitting in...

Not sure if I was in the right mind...I decided to walk...to the bus station...heat, sweat and all...I had time to spare anyway...and besides...my left brain wouldn't listen to my right...

Started my mission...passed by a traffic light...I saw a traffic camera hiding behind one of those trees...damn, I most probably missed it, when I was flying through the yellow traffic light last time...wonder when the summon would reach me...hopefully, they don't freeze my car license and road tax...

Walked on the pavement...switch sides of roads, depending on where the shadows are...awfully dangerous actually...when there are so many cars...happened to be near a puddle of water, caused by a leak from a fire hydrant nearby...A bus came...and happily drove over the brilliant black-looking water...on me...I managed to dodge...but not fast enough...shoes suffered sufficient damage...BLARDY ^*$)(#*@^#%*@! DRIVER!!!...I had to deal with soggy socks, and well pruned-like feet by the time I reached the bus...

Buses were lined up one by one...even at 500 meters before reaching the bus-station...expelling gas fumes, and my life being considerably shortened...I made it to the bus-station...and exchange those gas fumes with thick ciggie smokes in the air...

It is a scene of the 'survival of the fittest' there...I literally had to be inconsiderate and rude...push my way through the crowd to get to the ticketing counter...and managed to secure a seat

Climbed up a bus...a perfectly well build man, with two hands and legs...was going seat to seat begging for money...I felt mean, having to push him away...but seeing that he is completely able-bodied, there is no way he could not find a job...a janitor/dish-washer to start with??...or a bus-ticket seller??...

Transnational Bus company, was declared one of the safest bus to ride on...for long distance traveling...well, personally, I'm not too sure about that...so far, I've noticed...EVERY BUS speeds...faster than a car, even...geez, these people have even given monthly bribe to the police traffic group, so that they NEVER get a summon on the highway!!...And as grand-looking as Transnational Bus may seem, their seats suck...they seem to get our body anatomy all wrong...cushion for the head too thick, that when I sat on the seat leaning my head on it, I looked as if I was doing a small act of bowing...had back-ache after that...

Soggy and stinky socks, old-pruned feet and a back-ache...all the way home...damn it!!

A Dash of Humour

I was pissed off today...as one of my students, despite being dropped off by her parents half an hour before her lesson, was 15 minutes late to my class...and even then, I had to hunt for her...turns out, she was playing....which I'll have you know...this isn't the first time...

Dead angry...I have never in my life raised my voice towards a kid, in public...but today, I have broken that record...and yes, I'm back to anger management class, don't worry...I shouted angrily (not with my full strength, but enough for other kids to drop their toys and stay quiet for a while)...and summoned them to my studio room...

Still irritated at this disrespect, after their lesson...I walked out of the room only to bump into their mother...I shared with her my dissatisfaction with her...and her response was...

"Teacher, next time they do that, feel free to punish them...give them more homework or something, and make them stay back...don't worry...I will be ok with that..."

Believe it or not, I laughed...NON-STOP...

Dear parent,
I am being honest with you...if this is any news to you...making your child stay back an extra time...that is more of a punishment for ME, than it is for your child...

Yours sincerely,
Lessajinomoto
Teacher of your dreaded child...

My Feet to you, with LOVE...

Damn, I just spend the whole day of yesterday on my high-heels...speed walking...
Like I said...and will always say...P.A.I.N.F.U.L...killer...one of a kind...

It sure is going to be quite a while before I put those hated shoes on again...
I found the picture online that describes my thoughts exactly...

This is the 4000 word picture...

It is almost depressing to know the extend a women would go for the approval of men...
That applies to me too...
Guys, you hearing this??!!!
You'd better be appreciating your women for all this 'sacrifices'!!...
go back home to your wife/girlfriend, take some oil...and remember to rub and kiss her every bunions, corns, calluses and all that jazz!!...
And hehe...gals, try to do the same too...

It is NEVER enough

There was a period when politicians alike, guys usually...was placing the fault of rapist, upon women, whom they claim are alluring and seducing them with the clothes they choose to wear...On and on again, this egocentric megalomaniac politicians were told to focus on the problem at hand, which is the sick mind of the rapist themselves...

But now, the female gender gets a kick in the arse, by their own people...as the article says below...
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Thursday May 22, 2008

School Uniforms Sexy, Says Group

KUALA LUMPUR: A Malaysian group condemned the uniform worn by girls at government schools, saying it encouraged rape and pre-marital sex.

“The white blouse is too transparent for girls and it becomes a source of attraction,” National Islamic Students Association of Malaysia vice-president Munirah Bahari said in a statement.

“It becomes a distraction to men, who are drawn to it, whether or not they like looking at it,” she said, calling for a review of uniform policy so that it did not violate Islamic ideals.

In multicultural Malaysia, home to majority-Muslim Malays as well as ethnic Chinese and Indians, female students at government schools have a choice of wearing a white blouse with a knee-length skirt or pinafore.

They may also wear a “baju kurung” and a headscarf is optional for Malay students.

Munirah said that “covering up” according to Islamic precepts was important to fend off social ills, including “rape, sexual harassment and even premarital sex.”

“This leads to babies born out of wedlock and, to an extent, even prostitution,” she said.

“Decent clothes which are not revealing can prevent and protect women from any untoward situations,” she said, suggesting that girls wear a blouse of a different colour or with an undergarment.

However, the girls themselves also came in for criticism, with the association saying that some used the white blouse to lure men.

“This is the source of the problem, where we can see that schoolgirls themselves are capable of using this to attract men to them,” Munirah said.

“This could see them getting molested, having premarital sex and all sorts of things.” – AFP

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In my opinion;

1. If these kids had wanted sex...it doesn't matter what they wear, they will have sex anyway...by any means possible...
2. Just because there is an under-stirring and rising of hormones along the groins, it is totally illogical and sexist, to put the blame on the victim...and to know the the above article was a statement made by a women, makes it all the more unbelievable...to be vilified by our own kind...utter insult...

Enough said...I can go on for hours on end, if I don't stop myself now...

But, well...if anyone is looking for more proof that Malaysian Education System are producing 'intellectuals' with a brain, the size of a pea...here you go...

Transparent or Not

I am referring to THIS

and would just like to point out...

1. WE ARE CLOTHED...just not to your liking...

2. THE CLOTHE WE ARE CLOTHED IN...isn't that transparent...unless you are staring at us, and going downwards...and staying there...

3. Even if one were to wear camisoles...it is still 'TOO TRANSPARENT'...as you can still see the bra-strap...sue us then...know what, just create clothing made of cardboard, that is weather proof...that sure won't transparent!!...or come on, go back to basics...ever thought of just changing our white pinafore to BLACK ones??...that will solve your problem, wouldn't it??...plus, no 'demands' on the females to wear camisoles...

4. I am utterly disappointed that we should to DEMANDED to wear camisoles (though I am aware that it makes the clothe we are clothed in less 'transparent')...a word of advice, would be nice...but nobody has a right to demand against one's wishes...I find that insulting...as it seems to insinuate that we are wearing those white pinafore on purpose...just to lure mankind...(which is a load of BULL)

Beauty over Death

Here is the highlight of the century...ready to hear it??...Here goes...

...I.A.M.S.O.D.A.R.N.V.A.I.N.....

I never thought I would have given in so easily...So, yes...everybody has an opinion...and everyone is entitled to express them...weather we may or may not agree with that bitch...everybody has a story...their personal experience of wearing stiletto high-heeled shoe...but it is my guess...that time has truly tainted their memories...

"Wearing high heels are a must!!...You'll feel so sexy walking in it...the way guys follow you around...UN-BE-LIEV-A-BLE!!"...

Did she really have to break into mono-syllables just to prove her point, I wonder...I did get slightly irritated at her doing so, as I felt reminded once again, how left behind I am...when it comes to dealing with fashion...

Yet, in all her excitement, she sure forgot to mention how blardy painful it could be, though!!...A warning would be very much appreciated...but its too late for that now...

I'll be honest...it is nice to wear high-heeled shoes...ONCE A YEAR...There are many highlights to be wearing it...you will feel super-duper tall...(especially for those midgets)...The ability to retrieve something from what was once called a TALL cupboard...looking down at a child, and realizing how small they can be...nailing a pest, with the pointed side of the shoe...and killing it pronto...yeah, those were the good perks...

The biggest perks...is the straight back that I have had to develop, while walking...if not, I would have suffered chronic back-ache...man, I'm sounding so vain right now...

But the pain is UN-BEAR-A-BLE!!...EX-CRU-CIA-TING-LY painful...Yes, I'm breaking it into mono-syllable emphasis...and I truly believe and stand by what I say...especially when one has been standing on her toes for hours on end...with all the blood rush into my feet, it looks like a pewny baby Godzilla's foot...or a pregnant lady, suffering from a bloated feet!!...

And besides, I just drove myself up a notch higher, by buying a 2 inch high heeled shoe...(my previous one was 1 inch)...you thought that I would have walked quite nicely by now...having 2 years experience under my belt...but noooooooooooooooo.....I am still dwadling like a penguin...left to right, right to left...some people even mentioned that I look like a crab, sideways...

Hey guys, cut me some slack, will ya!!...I'm trying to improve myself...by joining the blardy group of crazy high-heeled people...and you guys degrade me just like that!!..despite the constant reminder of health dangers wearing high-heels, I'm still doing it...don't I deserve some credit?...(or is that a sign of stupidity??)....and by the way, just so you know...getting my arse into a shoe shop and being able to shop for one...is one big battle won!!...so there!!...