I'm multi-tasking again. Reading the Economics Review article Ms. Betsy gave us whilst writing an entry.
Changing the lyrics of a song during a Maths quiz, how worse could it get?
This shows that I'm not paying attention during class. And I don't take mini tests seriously. It's calculus, you don't expect much to come out from that.
Went back to Muar on Labour Day. Is it global warming worsening or is it just the time of the year? The temperature is getting on my nerves.
What do you do on a boring and scorching afternoon? You play with your PSP, you do your Accounting homework and you play with the laptop in a house without internet connection.
Sad case.
What do I like most in Muar? The cheap food and the babies.
Pretty little cute beings I love to play with. All those sweet little smiles that melt your heart. I'm happy to be a babysitter.
I'm happier to be torn from limb to limb by them.
It's a pleasure to watch 'Tom & Jerry', hugging them on my lap. I love babies.
I bet guys will be dying to date her when she's 15. But I don't want her to be 15, I like her as she is now. Gosh I'm talking like a mother.
Such a sad thing, this growing up business. Where will the innocence go after that? Hidden or thrown away?
In my case it was thrown away after 15. Not in a bad way, it's just the old grandmother story again: media and girl talks. You never knew girl talks could kill.
Looking back, I thought about the origins of the desires I have. Initially they frightened me; now I think they're normal because every girl goes through it.
If denying these desires make you a hypocrite, and admitting to them makes you a bitch. What should you answer? An absent minded "I don't know"? That's just plain brainless.
Some people can't accept the truth of things.
Either they refuse to accept it because they are programmed to believe what they believe, or they didn't know moral is not carved on stone, or they've already stereotyped everyone.
The Age of Enlightenment is already over, there's no more challenging of religious dogmas and social conventions. It is the Age of Individualism now, where people accept others for the way they are.
And you thought there'll be peace on earth. It's a mere dream and an object of science fiction if there are people like these.
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