After years and years of pretending to be cynical, I find out that I'm actually idealistic inside. I always thought that the friends I have will last way beyond university. (Yes, university is that much of a hassle.) And my mum and my brother have actually broken the news to me. Don't be too sure. And I'm like, whoa... you're telling me that the people I've known for 2, 4, 10 years may not last after all? They tell me, if a friendship cannot withstand the pressure of uni life, what makes me think they'll still be around when I'm working? There goes the assumption that the working world will cut me some slack after this. I thought about it, long and hard. I think they're right.

posted by beautiful at 2:00 am

Today, I am depressed. I actually had a long, long post in my head as I was walking home from the bus stop but now I have lost the urge to spill it. But I'm sure it will come back the next time someone crowds my personal space. Ah, it's back.

Ok, what is it with the guys in the older generation? Why are they so freaking perverted?? You can't bloody walk past a lorry full of construction workers without feeling like a caged animal put there for their visual (and God only knows what else) pleasure. You can't sit on a bus without some fat arse digging his arse into your, well, arse. You can't walk around in a miniskirt without thinking you should never have left the house in the first place. You can't stand two metres away from a chain smoking ah pek at the bus stop and feel like yourself. I don't think it's just me being high strung and paranoid again. Questions questions questions.

Why do some men absolutely have to leave 4cm long fingernails, complete with traces of snot from the 1990s?
Why do some men wear their perverted fantasies on their faces?
Why do some men smell as if they've been digging trenches around Singapore?
Why do some men sit in the movie theatres, with a well positioned magazine on their lap and their wrinkled toes over mine?

Honestly, this is right up there with traffic congestion and air pollution. Now, we don't just need to double car prices, COE, parking fees and petrol costs. I say we take all the bloody perverts and stuff their dicks up exhaust pipes.

posted by beautiful at 5:24 am