I wonder what is it that makes teachers so jaded after 20 years of teaching. I really really wonder what turns them into these (really wrinkly and ugly) monsters. Seriously. I mean, if I am to be a teacher some day, I need to be aware of this "virus" or "disease" that infects bright, optimistic teachers who, 20 years ago, had the dream of educating the youth of the world. To make a difference, to mold young minds, to love and be loved by the millions of hearts that they have touched.
What turns them into Mrs. Tingle? Where do they get off telling us, the people they were 20 years ago, that they have "experience" therefore they can look down on us? Therefore, you're right? Therefore, you're great? Puh-lease. My 10-year old sister has better manners than you do. And that's just sad. It is because of YOU that students find it hard to learn and to appreciate knowledge. Seriously. Go home and wiki "common sense". It wouldn't kill you to have some of that.
And no, I'm not talking about my lecturers. I have GREAT lecturers. These so-called educators will never be the kind of people my lecturers are. Sheesh.
Oh dear God, I hope, I pray that I don't become one of these monsters one day. Even if I do, I WANT my students to tell me that I'm a monster. I WANT them to tell me if I get mean beyond reason and put them down. I WANT my students to keep me grounded.
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Showing posts with label rants and such. Show all posts
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Inside Joke.
Remember when your mom used to shove ridiculous things in your mouth, and then said it was good for you but then it tasted like a dead cockroach's arse?
Well, for me it was tofu...or "tahu" in Malay.
The Devil
But then, just to make your mom happy, and to see that smile on her face, u try to eat it, you try to digest it (eventhough it makes you want to vomit blood out of your eyes, you still wanna try)
I'm trying...
I'm trying like a bitch!
Seriously, nothing good comes out of loving Tahu
Finally, you start to realise, the more you see something you hate, the more you hate it....ugghh
Oh....glory!
I hope you're laughing, bitches!!
S.M
Well, for me it was tofu...or "tahu" in Malay.
The Devil But then, just to make your mom happy, and to see that smile on her face, u try to eat it, you try to digest it (eventhough it makes you want to vomit blood out of your eyes, you still wanna try)
I'm trying...
I'm trying like a bitch!
Seriously, nothing good comes out of loving TahuFinally, you start to realise, the more you see something you hate, the more you hate it....ugghh
Oh....glory!
I hope you're laughing, bitches!!
S.M
Friday, August 28, 2009
Ramadhan Al-Mubarak.
A young Muslim man was caught smoking (by his colleague) in the middle of the afternoon, during Ramadhan. His friend gently reminded him,
"Dude, if you're gonna smoke in the middle of the day during puasa, at least do it in the toilet, man. Malu nanti orang nampak! Kalau kene ngan Jabatan Agama, lagi teruk doh!"
To this, he calmly replied,
"If you can guarantee me that God can't see me smoke in the toilet, then I'll do it. Allah nampak, tak malu plak?? and shame on you for fearing the Jabatan Agama, who are they anyways?"
“Tell those who believe to forgive those who do not look forward to the Days of God. It is for Him to recompense each people according to what they have earned” – Surah 45 verse 14 of the Holy Qur’an.
“You shall invite to the path of God with wisdom and compassionate enlightenment, and debate with them in the best possible manner. Your Lord knows best who is deviating from His path, and He knows best who are guided.” – Surah 16 verse 125 of the Holy Qur’an.
Still feel like judging? Go ahead.
To all Muslims, I bid you Good Luck in completing the obligations of this sacred month. May Allah bless you and reward you for your right-doings.Amin.
Happy Ramadhan!
S.M.
"Dude, if you're gonna smoke in the middle of the day during puasa, at least do it in the toilet, man. Malu nanti orang nampak! Kalau kene ngan Jabatan Agama, lagi teruk doh!"
To this, he calmly replied,
"If you can guarantee me that God can't see me smoke in the toilet, then I'll do it. Allah nampak, tak malu plak?? and shame on you for fearing the Jabatan Agama, who are they anyways?"
“Tell those who believe to forgive those who do not look forward to the Days of God. It is for Him to recompense each people according to what they have earned” – Surah 45 verse 14 of the Holy Qur’an.
“You shall invite to the path of God with wisdom and compassionate enlightenment, and debate with them in the best possible manner. Your Lord knows best who is deviating from His path, and He knows best who are guided.” – Surah 16 verse 125 of the Holy Qur’an.
Still feel like judging? Go ahead.
To all Muslims, I bid you Good Luck in completing the obligations of this sacred month. May Allah bless you and reward you for your right-doings.Amin.
Happy Ramadhan!
S.M.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
I'm right and You know it!
Today, I'm going to question the practicality of a wedding ring. What is it good for anyways?
1. To announce to the world that you're married? That you're someone's husband/wife?
2. To showcase your wealth in the form of a piece of metal wrapped around your finger?
3. Make it oh-so-romantic by engraving your names and sweet little messages on the inside of the ring.
The people (our ancestors) who came up with the idea of wedding rings seemed to have ignored the fact that this particular item has one HUGE flaw. It can be taken off anytime, anywhere and put back on a minute later. So who's to make sure that your husband or wife doesn't take off his/her wedding ring, like, EVER?
I say, *brand married people, yeah, as in cow branding. Think about it, with huge brands on their asses, this would certainly make your spouses think twice about cheating on you. It's a cheaper, full-proof alternative to a wedding ring! So, instead of getting a wedding ring on your finger the day you get married, you get a brand on your butt, permanently categorizing you as a married man/woman.
VERSUS
Diamonds are forever, you say? I say, a big fat brand on your ass is forever-er!
That'll make it permanent, just like a marriage should be.
Love,
S.M
*Branding means to stamp a logo on any part of your body using a blazing hot iron, so it burns the skin and the mark is permanent, almost like a tattoo, but it fucking hurts. (Click here to see for yourself)
**Disclaimer: If you, in any way find this entry tempting, then you must not have that much faith in your spouse, or your relationship/marriage. GOTCHA! haha. I know, I'm such a bitch!
1. To announce to the world that you're married? That you're someone's husband/wife?
2. To showcase your wealth in the form of a piece of metal wrapped around your finger?
3. Make it oh-so-romantic by engraving your names and sweet little messages on the inside of the ring.
The people (our ancestors) who came up with the idea of wedding rings seemed to have ignored the fact that this particular item has one HUGE flaw. It can be taken off anytime, anywhere and put back on a minute later. So who's to make sure that your husband or wife doesn't take off his/her wedding ring, like, EVER?
I say, *brand married people, yeah, as in cow branding. Think about it, with huge brands on their asses, this would certainly make your spouses think twice about cheating on you. It's a cheaper, full-proof alternative to a wedding ring! So, instead of getting a wedding ring on your finger the day you get married, you get a brand on your butt, permanently categorizing you as a married man/woman.
VERSUS
Diamonds are forever, you say? I say, a big fat brand on your ass is forever-er!
That'll make it permanent, just like a marriage should be.
Love,
S.M
*Branding means to stamp a logo on any part of your body using a blazing hot iron, so it burns the skin and the mark is permanent, almost like a tattoo, but it fucking hurts. (Click here to see for yourself)
**Disclaimer: If you, in any way find this entry tempting, then you must not have that much faith in your spouse, or your relationship/marriage. GOTCHA! haha. I know, I'm such a bitch!
Friday, August 7, 2009
Everything's so Blurry.
It's getting scary-er here in Melaka....
1. The number of deaths thanks to the piggie flu = A LOT!
2. Most of the people i know either have a fever, a flu, coughing their lungs out, or a combo of all three.
3. There's a haze in Bandar Melaka and it looks like a horror movie. Plus, its hard to breath when you're out in the open. Not.Good. Yesterday, when I walked out of campus, it felt so stuffy and uncomfortable...and hot as hell!
Pollution is such a blast, ain't it?
1. The number of deaths thanks to the piggie flu = A LOT!
2. Most of the people i know either have a fever, a flu, coughing their lungs out, or a combo of all three.
3. There's a haze in Bandar Melaka and it looks like a horror movie. Plus, its hard to breath when you're out in the open. Not.Good. Yesterday, when I walked out of campus, it felt so stuffy and uncomfortable...and hot as hell!
Pollution is such a blast, ain't it?
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Driving me Nuts!!
Currently, I have...
a cellphone i.e. calls and txts
a Facebook account
a Friendster account
a Myspace account
a blog
Yahoo! Messenger
MSN Messenger
Twitter
and....
a gazillion e-mail accounts (thanks to a certain someone), 2 of which I check on, sometimes.
Earlier today, I asked my friend..."why the hell haven't you called in such a long time?"
and he said..."Why the hell haven't you replied any of my e-mails and Friendster messages?"
so, now I'm in a dilemma, did I lose contact with him or did he?
What happened to the days of just having one phone and one e-mail for people to contact you..
I'm telling you, technology is driving me NUTsssooooO!!!
Wait till I get a Blackberry or a Sidekick...then we can all just forget about calling or texting each other because I wouldn't know where to begin...we'll just have to meet whenever we do..
Hey! that's like going back to the days when we didn't have technology, yeah, I'll just catch ya when I catch ya!
Doinks*!
a cellphone i.e. calls and txts
a Facebook account
a Friendster account
a Myspace account
a blog
Yahoo! Messenger
MSN Messenger
and....
a gazillion e-mail accounts (thanks to a certain someone), 2 of which I check on, sometimes.
Earlier today, I asked my friend..."why the hell haven't you called in such a long time?"
and he said..."Why the hell haven't you replied any of my e-mails and Friendster messages?"
so, now I'm in a dilemma, did I lose contact with him or did he?
What happened to the days of just having one phone and one e-mail for people to contact you..
I'm telling you, technology is driving me NUTsssooooO!!!
Wait till I get a Blackberry or a Sidekick...then we can all just forget about calling or texting each other because I wouldn't know where to begin...we'll just have to meet whenever we do..
Hey! that's like going back to the days when we didn't have technology, yeah, I'll just catch ya when I catch ya!
Doinks*!
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Blahh...
Like, Seriously, how the hell does a person come up with a title for their FYP in like, 4 days. This piece of assholic assignment which could possibly turn my life upside down is not something you play the fool with. And you, and your merry band of intellectuals are telling me that i need to hurry up and get myself a title. are you fucking kidding me?????
Come on, has common sense flown out the window or are you just plain ignorant?
Sheesh, people!
I need a tall shot of whiskey. You kids are driving me up the wall. Dang it!
Come on, has common sense flown out the window or are you just plain ignorant?
Sheesh, people!
I need a tall shot of whiskey. You kids are driving me up the wall. Dang it!
Monday, July 13, 2009
Oh well...
The streamyx connection at home is fucked up so i can't really blog in comfort right now...
i'm stuck with hauling my laptop to class everyday just so i can read my friends' blogs and check my Facebook. So, thank God for UiTM's WiFi, yea it's unbelievably slow, but it's the only thing helping right now.
It's 9.51 on a Tuesday morning and we're watching P. Ramlee's Kassim Selamat for Asian Lit class.
I'm so effing hungry.
I'm also very sleepy.
Absofuckinglutely amazing this feeling is!!!
i'm stuck with hauling my laptop to class everyday just so i can read my friends' blogs and check my Facebook. So, thank God for UiTM's WiFi, yea it's unbelievably slow, but it's the only thing helping right now.
It's 9.51 on a Tuesday morning and we're watching P. Ramlee's Kassim Selamat for Asian Lit class.
I'm so effing hungry.
I'm also very sleepy.
Absofuckinglutely amazing this feeling is!!!
Friday, June 12, 2009
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Self-proclaimed Non-Conformist, but not just yet.
Somehow, somewhere, sometime, we have all met and/or are going to meet people who have the "screw you" attitude. They say they don't care about what everyone else says, thinks or does. They live life according to their own terms. Or so they say.
The life of a non-conformist is not easy. It is in fact, one of the hardest things to be in a socialistic community, such as ours. People like boybands and chick flicks, so they say they like indie bands, or other bands you've never heard of and movies that are made with such a low budget that there are only 2 main characters. These non-conformists make you feel like an idiot. They claim to be special and they claim to be ultimately "different". But somehow, we admire them for having the balls to be different.
Being a realist myself, i'm just trying to figure out the possibility of someone being a complete non-comformist. He does not live according to any other rules or laws other than his own. The ultimate "fuck the world" type who doesn't give two cents about what other people think. It would be interesting to meet and have a chat with that person.
Come to think of it, is it really possible in a society like ours? We are dependent on each other and need each other in order to survive (Whoever said it was "every man for himself" was seriously piss drunk). Seriously, if a man was really living by his own principles without considering what others think, could he really be a part of this world and live peacefully? Let's take a look into our past. People who choose to live away from communities were labelled as hermits and some were even called witches and were burnt at the stake (btw, cauldrons are wicked cool). What about now? In our so-called modern and liberal times? People who do not choose to conform are shunned and ignored as the minority, even judged. Which ever way you put it, if you don't do it the way society wants you to do it, then someone's got an opinion about it and like it or not, it'll get to you.
Remember the high school teachers who told you to be different? Well, they had good words of wisdom, but they failed to tell us the price of being different. You see it all around you, artists producing "politically correct" pieces of artwork and selling out by coming up with "ideas" that they know would sell. Filmmakers bending over backwords just to get the approval of society so that their product would sell and they escape the banning of their work.
So, Self-Proclaimed Non-Conformist? Think. Again.
Sooner or later, we all fold.
The life of a non-conformist is not easy. It is in fact, one of the hardest things to be in a socialistic community, such as ours. People like boybands and chick flicks, so they say they like indie bands, or other bands you've never heard of and movies that are made with such a low budget that there are only 2 main characters. These non-conformists make you feel like an idiot. They claim to be special and they claim to be ultimately "different". But somehow, we admire them for having the balls to be different.
Being a realist myself, i'm just trying to figure out the possibility of someone being a complete non-comformist. He does not live according to any other rules or laws other than his own. The ultimate "fuck the world" type who doesn't give two cents about what other people think. It would be interesting to meet and have a chat with that person.
Come to think of it, is it really possible in a society like ours? We are dependent on each other and need each other in order to survive (Whoever said it was "every man for himself" was seriously piss drunk). Seriously, if a man was really living by his own principles without considering what others think, could he really be a part of this world and live peacefully? Let's take a look into our past. People who choose to live away from communities were labelled as hermits and some were even called witches and were burnt at the stake (btw, cauldrons are wicked cool). What about now? In our so-called modern and liberal times? People who do not choose to conform are shunned and ignored as the minority, even judged. Which ever way you put it, if you don't do it the way society wants you to do it, then someone's got an opinion about it and like it or not, it'll get to you.
Remember the high school teachers who told you to be different? Well, they had good words of wisdom, but they failed to tell us the price of being different. You see it all around you, artists producing "politically correct" pieces of artwork and selling out by coming up with "ideas" that they know would sell. Filmmakers bending over backwords just to get the approval of society so that their product would sell and they escape the banning of their work.
So, Self-Proclaimed Non-Conformist? Think. Again.
Sooner or later, we all fold.
Friday, June 5, 2009
Global Warming and my Boredom.
Global Warming is such a bitch!
I am...
Sweaty.
Sticky.
and sgt eww!..Panas!!!
Alas, we're at that place again..u know, that place. The one where we're all bored with the holidays and we want to go to normal, everyday classes.
Nak balik melaka! i miss my bitches!
I am...
Sweaty.
Sticky.
and sgt eww!..Panas!!!
Alas, we're at that place again..u know, that place. The one where we're all bored with the holidays and we want to go to normal, everyday classes.
Nak balik melaka! i miss my bitches!
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Sliiting my Wrists.Seriously.
Sociolinguistics can go kiss my goat's hairy/smelly ass and give it a long, slurrpy, wet lick.
Babi.
Swine.
Snort.Snort.Snort.
Like, Okay, We get it already. I talk like an ass in front of my friends, speak like an angel when i'm with parents/teachers and then i'm all sophisticated at the post office.
Why, oh, why...did someone have to make a whole bloody subject about it? hmmm?
Babi.
Swine.
Snort.Snort.Snort.
Like, Okay, We get it already. I talk like an ass in front of my friends, speak like an angel when i'm with parents/teachers and then i'm all sophisticated at the post office.
Why, oh, why...did someone have to make a whole bloody subject about it? hmmm?
Sunday, May 3, 2009
My Dears, We Learnt it in Pre-School !!
An SMS from an Anonymous someone:
"Hey, S.M, aRe YoU BAcK HoME? V ArE GoING OuT FoR LUNCh, You WaNnA JoiNt?"
Alright, first of all, who in the world said that the pronoun "we" can be changed to "v"?
It's WRONG WRONG WRONG and cannot be justified in any way...PERIOD!
Second of all, it's "you wanna JOIN?" not "you wanna JOINT?"
JOIN and JOINT have two totally different meanings and this too, cannot be justified in any way linguistically possible!!
Unless you are really offering me someone's joints..or referring to a roll of medicinal herbs that have intoxicating effects, i.e. a joint.
AnD It'S REaLLy aNNoYinG WhEn SomEonE TyPE's an SmS LikE THis!! WTF????
It's caps or NO CAPS, make up ur freaking mind!
Common sense, it's even harder to type mixing all the caps...seriously.
Elementary, My Dear Watson!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I dunno, do people really don't know this, or is it just pure ignorance.
Any which way you put it, it's simply annoying...
Yes, this is me being CoCkY!
"Hey, S.M, aRe YoU BAcK HoME? V ArE GoING OuT FoR LUNCh, You WaNnA JoiNt?"
Alright, first of all, who in the world said that the pronoun "we" can be changed to "v"?
It's WRONG WRONG WRONG and cannot be justified in any way...PERIOD!
Second of all, it's "you wanna JOIN?" not "you wanna JOINT?"
JOIN and JOINT have two totally different meanings and this too, cannot be justified in any way linguistically possible!!
Unless you are really offering me someone's joints..or referring to a roll of medicinal herbs that have intoxicating effects, i.e. a joint.
AnD It'S REaLLy aNNoYinG WhEn SomEonE TyPE's an SmS LikE THis!! WTF????
It's caps or NO CAPS, make up ur freaking mind!
Common sense, it's even harder to type mixing all the caps...seriously.
Elementary, My Dear Watson!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I dunno, do people really don't know this, or is it just pure ignorance.
Any which way you put it, it's simply annoying...
Yes, this is me being CoCkY!
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Friday, April 10, 2009
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Lazy. Bum. (Yes, tiru GossipBoy)
Nanti2 la i blog ye.
Nak memuaskan hati pensyarah2 yang tak penah puas.
I'm nose-deep in deadlines. can't breathe. need air.
WTF is a research proposal replica?
WTF are we supposed to present in 10 minutes?
How the hell nak design a whole bloody course?
Joy Luck Club? Not so joyful, not so lucky...
If i don't post again in a week, call someone, i might be dead and rotting...
Love,
Annoyed
Nak memuaskan hati pensyarah2 yang tak penah puas.
I'm nose-deep in deadlines. can't breathe. need air.
WTF is a research proposal replica?
WTF are we supposed to present in 10 minutes?
How the hell nak design a whole bloody course?
Joy Luck Club? Not so joyful, not so lucky...
If i don't post again in a week, call someone, i might be dead and rotting...
Love,
Annoyed
Friday, March 20, 2009
The Difference between Talent and something...
No code/nicknames, no abbreviations or acronyms...just the simple, plain, blunt truth.
Dear Alief,
I don't quite appreciate you poking your nose into other people's businesses, namely; the debate club. I'm sorry, but you must have misunderstood somewhere that you have some sort of authority in the OUR club. Well, let me clear out the misconceptions;
1. You do not know what goes on in the club and whatever you hear from Pali or other people, may or may not be true and in this case, it isn't. The debate club is in no way in your jurisdiction and you have absolutely no right to judge who has the talent and who doesn't. That's my job, I should know, I trained them. And any logical person would know that just because one person has the talent, doesn't mean the other person is not talented.
2. Yati was not selected as a debater because she is trained to be an ADJUDICATOR (look it up). In a debate tournament, adjudicators don't normally moonlight as debaters because debating and adjudicating have two different job prescriptions.
3. As a fellow debate club member, I can assure you that without Yati, the club would not have evolved into what it is now. All that PAPERWORK is what keeps us going and we have organized the club in such a way that debaters don't have to do the dirty work of filling up paperwork and dealing with the management. So she picks up our slack, she does the dirty work, sweats it out with the management and gets labelled "untalented". Well, there's appreciation for ya.
4. If you however wish to talk about this with me in person, I shall gladly entertain you because this is not how we are supposed to deal with it. Arguing through blogs is just childish. I'm writing this in my blog because this seems to be the method of communication that you understand best. So, in order to avoid more misunderstandings, I shall bow down to your level. By doing this, i might have sparked something bad, maybe jeopardized our friendship, but I'd like to think I know you a little bit better. I hope.
5. I sincerely feel that you owe an apology to Yati and whoever else you think you've offended.
Yours truly,
Aafina Zamil.
Dear Alief,
I don't quite appreciate you poking your nose into other people's businesses, namely; the debate club. I'm sorry, but you must have misunderstood somewhere that you have some sort of authority in the OUR club. Well, let me clear out the misconceptions;
1. You do not know what goes on in the club and whatever you hear from Pali or other people, may or may not be true and in this case, it isn't. The debate club is in no way in your jurisdiction and you have absolutely no right to judge who has the talent and who doesn't. That's my job, I should know, I trained them. And any logical person would know that just because one person has the talent, doesn't mean the other person is not talented.
2. Yati was not selected as a debater because she is trained to be an ADJUDICATOR (look it up). In a debate tournament, adjudicators don't normally moonlight as debaters because debating and adjudicating have two different job prescriptions.
3. As a fellow debate club member, I can assure you that without Yati, the club would not have evolved into what it is now. All that PAPERWORK is what keeps us going and we have organized the club in such a way that debaters don't have to do the dirty work of filling up paperwork and dealing with the management. So she picks up our slack, she does the dirty work, sweats it out with the management and gets labelled "untalented". Well, there's appreciation for ya.
4. If you however wish to talk about this with me in person, I shall gladly entertain you because this is not how we are supposed to deal with it. Arguing through blogs is just childish. I'm writing this in my blog because this seems to be the method of communication that you understand best. So, in order to avoid more misunderstandings, I shall bow down to your level. By doing this, i might have sparked something bad, maybe jeopardized our friendship, but I'd like to think I know you a little bit better. I hope.
5. I sincerely feel that you owe an apology to Yati and whoever else you think you've offended.
Yours truly,
Aafina Zamil.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
50, Overweight, with a Textbook in hand.
Arrggghhhhh!
seriously, i've had enough of classes and books and tests. give me that damn degree already!!
tolonglaaaa..i feel like i'm gonna be 50 by the time i can afford my vacay to Paris. how la to score my hot Jean-Luc?
here's a few reasons why i think i should get that degree like, now!:
1. i think i've learnt enough about being teacher since we're learning the same thing over and over again every bloody semester. and they always say "ouh, it's more detailed this semester". sounds familiar?
2. it's gonna save a hell of a lot of moolah! namely ; 1. my parents' money, so they don't have to give me allowances anymore, and i can start making my own money. 2. The govt's money, so you don't to supply my ptptn anymore, and i can start paying back the money i owe the govt.
3. i'm already seriously malas nak sgt2 menyampah dah nak bgn pagi and pegi class! haih...enough is enough!
dah la...
i think that's abt it..
love,
Annoyed.
seriously, i've had enough of classes and books and tests. give me that damn degree already!!
tolonglaaaa..i feel like i'm gonna be 50 by the time i can afford my vacay to Paris. how la to score my hot Jean-Luc?
here's a few reasons why i think i should get that degree like, now!:
1. i think i've learnt enough about being teacher since we're learning the same thing over and over again every bloody semester. and they always say "ouh, it's more detailed this semester". sounds familiar?
2. it's gonna save a hell of a lot of moolah! namely ; 1. my parents' money, so they don't have to give me allowances anymore, and i can start making my own money. 2. The govt's money, so you don't to supply my ptptn anymore, and i can start paying back the money i owe the govt.
3. i'm already seriously malas nak sgt2 menyampah dah nak bgn pagi and pegi class! haih...enough is enough!
dah la...
i think that's abt it..
love,
Annoyed.
Monday, February 16, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Bitch, I'm Special!
Believe it or not, i'm writing this post in Cherating!...yup! on my vacation. the reason being, i simply could not keep this in for too long!
If you're gonna read this post, you may not understand it right away, but if you happen to have picked up the newspaper earlier today, you might know what all this is about.
First of all, there is no use sheltering us from something that is so absofuckinglutely, obviously, all around us. Fine, i agree that it might be bad influence, but i suggest you look into your own precious backyard before looking elsewhere for bad influence. I assure you, there are plenty more right here at home that out there.
Secondly, the true measure of how strong one's faith or beliefs is how that person manages to defend and uphold his faith/beliefs above all else. Bring on the bad influences, skimpy tops, raunchy dance moves and explicit lyrics, bring everything. If your people can withstand all that, than we can surely claim to be what we so strongly brag of being. One does not get influenced over night, it is a long process, and you should have enough faith in YOURSELF to believe that you have done a good job, but instead, you're scared shitless that the future is gonna be ugly.
I say, let the people have say and let the people choose. I think we are matured enough to judge for ourselves and choose the direction in which we want to live our lives. Stifling us ain't gonna make it better. Anything and everything else is between that person and God Almighty.
If you're gonna read this post, you may not understand it right away, but if you happen to have picked up the newspaper earlier today, you might know what all this is about.
First of all, there is no use sheltering us from something that is so absofuckinglutely, obviously, all around us. Fine, i agree that it might be bad influence, but i suggest you look into your own precious backyard before looking elsewhere for bad influence. I assure you, there are plenty more right here at home that out there.
Secondly, the true measure of how strong one's faith or beliefs is how that person manages to defend and uphold his faith/beliefs above all else. Bring on the bad influences, skimpy tops, raunchy dance moves and explicit lyrics, bring everything. If your people can withstand all that, than we can surely claim to be what we so strongly brag of being. One does not get influenced over night, it is a long process, and you should have enough faith in YOURSELF to believe that you have done a good job, but instead, you're scared shitless that the future is gonna be ugly.
I say, let the people have say and let the people choose. I think we are matured enough to judge for ourselves and choose the direction in which we want to live our lives. Stifling us ain't gonna make it better. Anything and everything else is between that person and God Almighty.
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