what to say.....

you may wonder,
am i.....depressed?
am i.....pissed?
am i.....stressed?
or am i.....pms-ing?
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lol..no i'm not.
i am feeling a bit bloated these days though. :s
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so i bought a book.
you're probably thinking right now,
"surely another non-fiction stuff about boring topics that people my age shouldn't be reading 'cause, duuuddde you're like,young....politics and opinions stuff should be meant for older folks,you know,those who actually been in the working environment,the society and all...
and why are you reading these stuff again??....you should get some real novels."
....yeah...something like that,right? :P
but anyway,
the book's alright...
got to know about some of the used-to-be current issues in our country...
big news involving the big guys up there...('up there')
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i don't read newspaper much..nor watch the news often...
so i kinda need to read stuff like this to boost the Malaysianism in me..
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i'm really not the kind of person who would make comparisons and choose which is better than what...
i try to stay happy,
for being able to get a good night sleep,
have my assignments done on time,
get to watch my shows,
play some random not-so-hebat songs on the piano,
get some passing grades,
have water to shower and drink,
food to eat,
roof over my head.
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hey, as long i'm well and everyone's alright and noone's killed,
life's okay.
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sometimes though,
we tend to get too greedy in things...
maybe,there's more in this world that we can get for ourselves.
then we start to compare.
i got this,better than your's.
this place,naaahhh..my house better.
why your's like this wan? like that lah..better ma...like mine..see? *action action*
yer,why better than mine eyh...makes me feel sad...i have to have better.
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everyone,compares.
career people compare their success,awards,qualifications and capabilities.
children compare their toys and who has the prettier pacifier.
men compare cars,and maybe women.
women compare clothes,shoes,bags,atm machines(or boyfriends..whichever you like to call them)
mothers compare their children's school results,which schools their children goes to, where they get their groceries from and who cooks better.
senior citizens compare how rich and successful their families are...
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well i don't like to be compared.
makes me very uncomfortable.
why must i be jealous of others for what they have and i don't?
do i have to flaunt what I have and THEY don't.
why do we put outselves into unnecessary charts and ranks that does nothing to us except to cause more insatisfaction?
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one thing about making comparisons is that at anytime anyone involved will definitely be hurt, one way or the other.
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i may not be the proudest of all people in the world,but i have my dignity.
and if in anyway your remarks crossed the line,
i get mad.
sure, i'm not prettier,hotter or sexier than you.
i don't take care of myself better than you on yourself.
my attitude is not as good as yours.
i'm not as girly as you think all girls should be.
i'm not even very smart. (book or street smart..both i suck big time in)
but mind you,
i,didn't insult anything of yours in the first place,
and respected our differences.
so you,should,naturally, do me a favour and stay the hell out of my life.
go on feeling all good about how awesomely great your life is.
i don't give a damn really.
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one thing though,
you should take good care of yourself,and your blabbermouth, before you get yourself killed with your silliness and ignorance.
not everyone in this country will find ways to see the good in all those insults you directed to them,whether it's on purpose or not.
especially when you can find the guts to mindlessly compare things like politics,races and religions which fyi, are sensitive issues to begin with.
so my dear,don't simply say things you feel like saying to anyone you feel like saying it to.
you may not know if you've offended anyone.
and exactly what kind of a person that 'anyone' might be.