Randomatic 1: Graduation = certificate and more more.....
Yes yes, so I'm graduating with no more than a certificate. No, wait, correction. I'm graduating with a certificate, plus friends, plus + plus + plus. The only thing I don't graduate with is a bf.
Why do some people make such a fuss over this?
Nah, it's nothing to do with peer pressure. It's to do with the generation above us who has some sorta in-built assumption that girls should get married after graduation and start a family and await the joy of having grandchildren. According to that assumption, (if we do our mathematics right), girls therefore should get attached by the tertiary days (and preferably the tertiary days since the guys are supposed to be older and more matured and what nots). And so, how come this girl is not attached? "Something must be not too right with this girl," thinks the older generation... and they discuss amongst themselves about all the possible problems and solutions in secret.
Hello hello, I'm perfectly okie with being single and available, even if that is going to be a permanent situation. Nono, it has nothing to do with walking down crooked paths and taking a deviant preference for my other halves. Nono, it has nothing to do with the lack of a social life (I don't define social life as having an exciting/thrilling/adventurous night life.) I'm just moving along as God would have it. okie, you're probably right that I'm not proactive. Read the sentence before this, I'm moving along. If something happens, something happens. If something doesn't happen, time still doesn't stop and I'll still be doing what is in store for me to do.
Don't worry about it. (okie, So maybe I'm sounding too passive to affirm your wishes to see grandchildren and greatgrandchildren and what nots, but no worries. I haven't even hit the big 21... okok. I'm hitting it soon. *no more self-denial and hiding behind teenage-hood* But still, on and on we're trudging...)
Randomatic 2: Racial harmony
With all the hype about racial harmony and bloggers who kenna sued for racist entries... I can't help but think about that old lady on the mrt who's hurling abuse at another race. I couldn't understand much dialect, but she's holding on to some grudge from the kampong days about a particular race who's ultra lazy and stinks and bla bla bla. She was gesturing wildly and complaining loudly enough for all of us to stare at her. I was secretly wondering if anyone will try to sue her. But then again, for an old lady to be talking to an invisible person on the train...
I think racial harmony is something I've seriously taken for granted. Wonder if I can say this for the rest of my generation... but I do think so. Maybe I've been sheltered enough to meet all the nice people... but I've had plenty of pleasant experiences with my multi-racial project groups and tutorials and what nots. The only time when I got irritated with a particular bunch of people on the bus (yeah, different race) was because they were making super a lot of noise and were laughing way too loudly. Then again, if it were another bunch of people, I'd just be as pissed...no matter who they are. (okie, I have to acknowledge that I have double standards... I won't be pissed if I'm part of the noise-producing crowd :x )
Race doesn't affect how I see people or treat people. They're people, just like each and everyone of us. This plain fact only goes under when we drown and suffocate others in stereotypes that are confused with reality.
Quote of the day:
Hero is one alphabet short of zero. Make it or break it.
And now, I'm going blog-surfing. Can't bring my head and hands into fixing my report. :s
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