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AidahBurne

Friday, January 19, 2007


Is anybody listening?
Can they hear me when i call.
Shooting signals in the air.
Cause i need somebody's help.

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Of course, not! i am in no desperate need of help right now.
But hold on to that motion incase i need it. If you do, then i shall hold mine.

Yaarr, i was ironing my school clothes just now and i've realised it feels preety much
weird but comforting. Do you get it?
I haven't touched my uniform for how long? 2 months?

Probably wondering why i need it yarr? Well, this bursary thing i have to attend tomorrow,
well, we're requested to attend in school uniform. Which is to me, so goddamn funny.
Why can't i just receive my cheque in my home clothes.

To the maximum, leceh. I would have to go back, change my clothes then go out again.
For there is no way, i am going to parade myself in my school uniform in the streets. 4 years is quite enough,
thank you.

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During the evening, my mother entered my room while i was talking with my sister and
suddenly announced

"When we're going Malaysia later, the phone, leave it at home."

Never planned to bring it with me anyway. However, i was absolutely mortified with the thought
of living my ipod all alone at home. I am going to be bored to the point of tortured-begging-for-death-please mode.
Imagine, hours staring out at the scenery in malaysia with voices of people talking. More likely, gossipping.

All i need is my ear piece in my ear to be content while on the trip. And then few days back, my grandmother was having a mental, physical preparation for our trip.

I find it higly amusing seeing as how she plans to bring a knife with her.
And thus, i see it as my job to ensure my future remains bright and not being wasted in a four wall cell.
I dont fancy myself being arrested for possession of weapon. Please, if i ever were to get caught i shall be doing
a crime nobody else have thought of. Im very ambitious, here. Like uhh, sell my country to the United States of America? Haha, haven't we already done it? Sold our souls to the devil. Im not saying America is all that bad, but heck, we're under terrorist threat right here.

Then, my grandmum gives another horrible suggestion, "we could bring satay stick.."
Yeah, and stick it up their punny arses and scream their throat hoarse as we rough it up.
And to my utmost glee, she says "if the authority ask, we could always say we're going to help them make satay.."
Like, totally, your joke is amusing. Kelakar betul Nenek aku nie.

All of these suggestion won't even exist if Johor wasn't full of crimes.
I mean, what is wrong with these people? Ever so often, for the past few days, we've been reading news regarding attacks happening at Johor. Totally not a safe zone. If they think, all Singaporeans, are rich, then i would whole heartedly agree, there is something seriously wrong with their mind set.

HAven't you all ever wonder, why they do all this shit things to their own people. (i do tend to wonder alot)
Yes, true, we might be of different nationalities, but we're of the same race.
Apparently, that doesn't seems to count for SOMETHING. I mean, if they were to attack a chinese, for example, maybe
there's an understanding that there's some racial discrimination, right?

Of course, im not wishing for them to go funfair-ing and attack Singaporean chinese. Its totally wrong.
People here are all saying, drugs is the root of these problems. So desperate for money.
Are they having a social breakdown? Seriously.

Thus, we shall forever be paranoid while we're crossing borders to Malaysia.
Constantly watch your back while in Johor and be more alert. Which, i have to say totally is difficult, knowing my countrymen, we're all so kiasu and kanchiong that we would be sooo INTO our shopping, complacent that we ignore the on goings, signs, the suspicious people around us.

Next post, i shall be talking about the topic; Dependency.

i made a move at 9:59 PM

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