You called her a bitch
You called her an 'attention-whoring' slut.
You called her a mean girl.
You called her a stupid little party girl.

And now you're best friends?


See, /this/ is why I don't like speaking to you, my dear. Your impulsiveness and flitting perspective of people is scary, and I wouldn't want to subject myself to being one of your "one minute best friend, one minute bitch" phases.  Grow up, you silly little girl.

Why am I vague and pointless?

Unless we are completely immersed, we hardly realize the impact our words may have on people. To some, "You look like you put on weight!" is nothing more than jest. For the feverishly insecure girl, those seven words are a call for her to go on crash diet till she loses those pesky pounds.

"You've gone darker!" A compliment for someone yearning a tan. A slap on the face for someone who's been plagued with racist insults, brainwashed by mass media and society telling you FAIR = BEAUTIFUL.

"Can you be a useful human for once?". A harmless joke, nothing more than teasing. But for the boy who fractured his legs and is unable to move more than foot, they are words with gravity.

The list is exhaustive.

I suppose we can never ever choose  our words perfectly because try as you may, somewhere down the line, we all end up offending somebody.

I was thinking of this, maybe it's political correctness and etiquette gone too far but how and where exactly can you draw the line? Of course, some things are just glaringly clear and rude. You can't say "My internet is being gay!" without sounding like a..prick because examining it at face value would just tell you that your internet has suddenly adopted homosexual tendencies, a very unlikely scenario.

Streamyx to Unifi :D

When did the word "gay" suddenly become synonymous with derogatory insults like "stupid" or "slow"?

Can you imagine if someone were to use "straight" in place of "gay"?

Exactly.

Talking about you.

 Now listening :  Clazziquai - Blessed

 GREETING CIVILIANS.

I have decided to take a short trip to this wasteland because I'm grown weary of my futile efforts to study for upcoming tests.

That is a lie. I've been studying quite a bit. Linear algebra ["Hur hur, bra"] test is on Wednesday so now I've reached a point where I can't even look at a square bracket without thinking of augmented matrices. This, this is an accomplishment, somewhat.

My healthy carbonara with extra bacon. SEE THE OXYMORON

So I've been cooking a lot this past month. A lot.

Scrambled eggs and bacon. "It's not burnt, it's the texture."

Then I eat a shitload of instant noodles and I'm sure you can gather now that I'm morbidly addicted to processed food

I quickly realize how unhealthy instant noodles are, so  I eat pasta instead.

Baked red velvet cupcakes that were awesome.

FOR HEALTH!!!!

And then there was the terrible haze stemming from illegal slashing & burning forests in Indonesia. This was nothing compared to Singapore, my aunt suffering from bronchitis had to be admitted. Bloody hell.  I can't comprehend how people can even do such things without any fear of the aftereffects. I get that they're trying to make a living but at the expense of other people's health, nature's health? It's unbelievable. To think there was an Indonesian minister who told Singaporeans to quit whining and I quote "stop acting like babies", it bothers me that there are people that crude running a country. I don't think these are the people any right minded person would've have elected into office.

It was impossible to see past a 200 meter mark.

So yesterday Aaron and I went to help out Pastor Rho and some Korean missionaries to paint a Myanmar refugee centre[?] in Ampang. Naturally, I didn't come back clean but at least we made some new friends although for the life of me, I can't remember their names. They were lovely people, very friendly and uggghhh, they kept on paying for everything which made me swear off buying anything at that moment. Damn paiseh, I'll pay for my stuff lah :(

They tried out durian ice-cream and obviously, their faces went from gleeful anticipation [ :D ] to OH GOD NO NEVER GET IT AWAY FROM ME [ D: ] within 5 seconds. They were trying to convince us that they really liked it but we assured them a lot of Malaysians can't even eat durian with straight faces, so it's okay. Personally though, I don't really like durian. It's not the smell or the taste, it's just not what I like. I prefer something more juicy :D Didn't take any pictures of them. Lol

My knight in Converse.

On the way to KLCC. Yup, one eye of mine is conspicuously smaller than the other. :D

And then I hit my head.

See, friends! up there! I didn't make them up!

The right people.

I love how in 4 hours, I met people who were a gazillion times friendlier than some of the people I've been meeting within the past year.