Pokerface

The past few days has been... Unsettling, disappointing, nerve-wrecking, gut-spewing, teeth-clenching, and all the other extreme emotions jumbled up together.

There isn't just one reason as to why I'm feeling this way. In fact, there is more than one reason. However, most, if not all of the reasons evolve around the people that I have been with lately.


I do not really know how to put this gently, but its upsetting to see how some people ignore other people's feelings just for the sake of accomplish. I know I'm no Mohandas Ghandi, but I think everyone deserves a second chance, especially when they're sincere about helping out.

I mean, one should not judge another person's capabilities just by the grades they're getting right? It's just not fair that way, because you never know what he/she is good at.

But what's upsetting was not the way they were judged, by the way the rest reacted when they volunteered to help out, to LIGHTEN OUR load.

The look on everyone's face left me speechless, and I for once, did not know what to say. And you know what's the worst part? It's that those who were judged were actually the first to notice the change in reaction. Do you know how hurt they were? Couldn't everyone at the very least try to put on a poker face?

I shan't go on about this, because if I do, I'd simply be creating a battlefield in my head.

Pet Peeves

You know what bugs me the most? 


People who ask for treats. As in, people who ask others to treat them out to lunch, dinner, or to even get others to buy things for them as a treat.




Definition from Dictionary.com:

to provide food, entertainment, gifts, etc., at one's own expense: Let me treat you to dinner.

 

I always thought that a treat was only counted if the person treating brings it up, and not the person being treated. However, it has become so common these days, for those being treated to ask to be treated.

I know it sounds confusing with a whole bunch of treat here and there. But I just want to say that, asking someone else to treat you just shows how low-mannered you are. After all, treats should be sincere, and as a gift, not because you asked for it. 

It's almost disgusting to see how the future generations are slowly losing their respect for others and manners. 

People who use FML on the littlest things

Do you know what FML means? I bet you do. If you don't, you're either a really ancient person, or you live in Mars. FML is an acronym which stands for "Fuck My Life". Ever since Fmylife came into the cyberworld, people have been drawn to it like Mr. Bean is to cupcakes.

It seemed to have revolutionized the world so greatly that every other teenager I know is using the term. "My hair is so flat, FML!", "I woke up late for school, FML", "I miss my boo, FML" are just a few of the many examples that can be found everywhere; Facebook, Twitter, conversations, and I mean EVERYWHERE.

I hate this term. I used to think it was funny just because I was one of those who frequent the site, but overtime, I realized that people abused the term and it started getting annoying. 

 It seemed to me as though these people did not really know how to use the term at all. I mean, there are so many people out there who could use it. Like Earthquake victims, people who lost their children to deadly diseases, people living in poverty, in debt, or even those who lost their loved ones because of drugs. They could say that their lives were fucked.

They could tell the world "FML", but I doubt they would. But you, your life is not that screwed.

So what makes you worthy of saying "FML"?

Skinamarinky dinky dink, skinamarinky doo...

While the Muslims are out celebrating Hari Raya...


While some are drooling over Korean pop stars...


While others are praying for those who lost their loved ones on September 11...


While some are celebrating that fact that the church did not burn the Quran...


While the teens are partying their night away...


While my mum is creating 2000 batik pieces...


Kethlyn (me) turned her portrait into a sugar skull

PS: The title had nothing to do with this post. But Mary Poppins is awesome:)

Forgive me, for I shall repent

Having to be born with skin colour a tad darker than Chinese, and having facial features that are a tad different from the large eyed Indians, people often mistake me for a Muslim. Now, this might not be a bad thing for some of you guys, but to me, it has been something that I have a difficult time trying to adapt to.

Before you start jumping to conclusions and begin accusing me of being a racist, let me first tell you that I am in no way against the Muslims and their religion.

It is just that every time Ramadhan approaches, I cringe in fear of being judged by some people. No, it is not because of the 'Mat and Minah' stereotypes that I get, but because of how I have to hide whenever I eat or hide my tattoo during this month.

Why, you say? Well, as mentioned earlier, many have assumed that I am a Muslim and often glare at me when I head out to head to eat before 'Itfar' or the time for breaking fast. I know most might think of not giving a damn to these people because obviously their assumptions of me being a Muslim is wrong. However, ignoring is not really blissful in this situation. This is because I have been hit with an umbrella by an elderly lady while I was having an ice cream at the bus stop. People have also come up to me and scolded me, accusing me of not having any dignity by eating in public when I am supposed to fast.


However, I have to admit, that this year was not as bad as I thought it would be because I spent most of my time at home. However, I was called an 'Anak Sial', 'Idiot child', and a pig all because I was caught having some candy, and I wore pants that had my tattoo showing, and also because of my piercings, I think. It does not really matter much to me anymore, because I have long forgiven you accusers, for the sake of humanity :)

After all, Hari Raya is about forgiving and repenting right? Anyways, here is just a little note to wish all my Muslim friends, Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri!


Have a blast reminiscing the past, forgiving each other, and filling your bellies with loads and loads of goodies!


Here's an awesome Petronas video to end this post. Enjoy!

is Vernon single? heh heh heh.

is Vernon single? heh heh heh.

I'm not really sure cause' we don't really invade each other's private life, but I think he is. Hahaha :)

Pick my brains...

You can count me one like 1,2,3...

You can count me one like 1,2,3...

I'll be there. And I know when I need it I can count on you like 4 3 2.. And you'll be there. Cause that's what friends are supposed to do, oh yeah <3

Pick my brains...

Are you planning on getting more ink?

Are you planning on getting more ink?

I've been talking to my family about it, and just last night, they said that I could only have them when I become an MP. So I guess, I would either have to wait a really long time, or bust my ass to get that position. Hah.

Pick my brains...

ENJOY!

ENJOY!!

[Stardust] KiraKira Waypoints - wonderfl build flash online

Sweets make you fat

Sweets make you fat

It's not even a question. But okay.

Pick my brains...

If you can travel the world with someone, who would it be?

If you can travel the world with someone, who would it be?

My mum

Even though we're not as close as I want to be, this is the least I can do to repay her for bringing me into this world.

Pick my brains...

Screw, shoot, marry... freddy krueger, chucky, justin bieber

Screw, shoot, marry... freddy krueger, chucky, justin bieber

OMG. HAHAHAH!

Whoever who asked this, you're gonna get it baaaaad I tell you.

I'd like to shoot the first two, and I can't really be bothered with the last one. But if it's really a must, then....


Screw Chucky (He might turn me into a doll)
Shoot Freddy
Marry Justin (though he'd be underage and I'll be jailed for it).

I DON'T EVEN...

Pick my brains...