I Can't Believe We've Gone Through Another 12 Months of Absolute Fuckery

I think the title says it all.

2012 was such a blahhh year.

Blah this. Blah that. Nothing exciting happened. I had no thoughts to pen--to update this blog and that is sad. I cannot emphasize just how sad that is.

I'm hoping 2013 will be a better and a more fulfilling year.


Time to chase those dreams and live life to the fullest and make the best of everything instead of wallowing in sadness? I think so.

I Try to Avoid Politics But I Couldn't Help It With This One

Just because of a dance, Indonesia wants to bomb Malaysia? People are getting really ridiculous. Here's the scoop for those who don't know about this issue:

Malaysia is declaring the Mandailing's traditional dance, called Tor-Tor, as its National Heritage per request of the Mandailing community in Malaysia. The Mandailings in Malaysia are of Indonesian origin, who have been living in Malaysia for the past 200 years. They want their culture to be recognized in Malaysia just as the Chinese, Indians and all other local tribes are recognized; i.e. they want to be a part of this country. They want to be a part of Malaysia.

Because of this declaration, many Indonesians are outraged towards the Malaysian, calling them dogs, pigs and all kinds of names that are so terrible, there's not even the English version of the words. How did the Malaysian find out about this? Through a trend in twitter when the Indonesians, the world's 5th largest Twitter user, trended #MalaysiaMiskinBudaya on June 18th. The trend, translated as Malaysia lacks culture, confuses many Malaysians because they were clueless as to why they were insulted as such...which was figured out eventually. I can say about 99.99% of Malaysians response can basically be summarized as such: And all the Indonesians was like, "Hey Malaysian, Tor Tor is ours" and all us Malaysians was like ... "we don't even know what's that" May I just say that I've never heard of Tor Tor until I saw the insulting trend on Twitter? Anyway, back to topic.

The Mandailing Community's request and the Malaysian government compliance have caused massive problems and hatred between the two countries (mainly the hatred of the Indonesians towards the Malaysians). In the link I provided, an Indonesian commented that Indonesia should break all diplomatic, military and socio-economic ties with Malaysia...and to get ready to attack the country to teach the Malaysians for being very rude.

My personal opinions are as such:

First and foremost, why the fuck did Malaysia declare the dance as national heritage? There's so many actual local cultures that have not been declared as national heritage yet, such as those of the aborigines here.

Secondly, Indonesians should realize that it's the Mandailing community who wants Malaysia to declare their culture as Malaysia's National Heritage.

Last but not least, Indonesians should also realize that, if they want to break all diplomatic, military and socio-economic ties with Malaysia, then Malaysia should have no problem in complying to the request because Malaysia is the country that's been helping Indonesia with all their troubles and natural disasters (you've all heard of the tsunami in 2004, right?). Malaysia was the first country to give a helping hand towards Indonesia. Even more generous, Malaysia is the country where many, MANY Indonesians go to find jobs. And many of them are illegals. And many of those illegal immigrants cause a lot of trouble to the Malaysians; they rob our houses, threaten us with machetes, some goes as far as killing us, and rape our women. As you can see, Malaysia have had so much problem caused by the Indonesians. I believe Malaysia can live without any ties with Indonesia. Hey, with the Indonesians out of ties with Malaysia, maybe Malaysia would no longer have these problems! Also, before I finish my ranting, the terrible haze that occurs every year in Malaysia? Yeah, those are caused by the burning of forests across Indonesia; stop acting all innocent, the wind carries the smoke to Malaysia. Learn some Earth Science. For your own sake.

I'M JUST SAYING

just to prove i'm still alive

so yeah no posts this month, huh? reasons:

1. no topic to talk about (actually there's a lot to talk about but i just didn't think they were relevant enough for the public viewing)

2. limited internet access to the campus wifi (i'm using my phone right now and trust me it's a pain to type)

3. i've been busy with school work and social life (2nd most important reason)

4. i'm lazy (most important reason. even right now my Domokun is doing my Conservation Project research for me. i'll post a picture when i can connect my laptop to the internet since blogger.com does not have the posting picture option through phones)


FYI Domokun is the boyfriend that i sleep with every night but somehow ends up on the floor come morning -_-"

See? Domokun!! *AAAAHHHH* he was happy to help me with the research for materials.

Why Can't We Just Be Happy For Others?

WARNING: This particular entry is for mature readers only.

It's been officially 2 weeks since the new semester of a new school year started. Since coming back, I've been hearing various news of students here, those who got enganged, those who got married and even those who passed away (may God bless their souls). It is tragic indeed for those who passed, but as a saying goes "the good always die young." I guess that makes us bad people....

Which is true. Hearing someone getting married is a wonderful and happy news. It goes to show that there are people out there who are in love and want to grow old together. I always love seeing old couples walking hand in hand at a park or sitting peacefully side by side on their porch. smiling for reasons only they know or maybe even reminiscing the life they've spent together.

Anyway, back to whatever I wanted to talk about. These news of marriage is shocking at times. I admit I was a bit shock to hear of my peers getting married. It only means that my time will come soon *my point? it's a scary thought!* Nonetheless, I congratulate the newlyweds and I'm very happy for them. May they have a lasting marriage. But there are those who condemn their marriage. Okay, maybe the word "condemn" is a tad too strong but still, how can you talk shit about the newlyweds? What I don't understand is how can you even think of those stupid things that you said? Things like "Yeah, they just wanna have sex without committing sins." Let's face it, in every Abrahamic religion, having sex outside marriage is sinful.

I mean dude like what the fuck? They're in love. So let them be, let them make their choices of their life partner. Why talk so much shit about them? I know them and they're NICE PEOPLE. You know they're nice people. They don't do shit like you do. They don't go out and get drunk all the time and have one night stands. This entry may seem like it goes out to certain people but it really goes out to all of you who talks stupid shit like that about them. I mean...WHAT THE FUCK like seriously, how can you even think that way?

Why the fuck can't you just be happy for them? Are you jealous? Did you not get the girl or guy you want? Is that it? If it is, then DEAL WITH IT. That's your problem. Don't make up stupid shit about others. It just shows how insecure you are and you're ridiculing yourself.

Cellphones Have Gone Through Evolution Much Faster Than Us

Catching up with old friend is always nice, whether it simply hanging out having a couple of drinks or having lunch together. So yesterday I had lunch with one of my friends from back in primary school, whom I also consider a family friend. We had lunch with his three other collegemates at McDonalds. We're poor students and McDs have those special lunch prices, hence the choice.

We were eating and having great conversations, you know the usual talks, about people and campus life and people or life in general. We were laughing and were simply having a great time. Even when we were done eating we kept ourselves comfortably seated and continued our lively conversation. Until unknowingly the table got quiet and I realized everyone was checking their cellphones simultaneously. I don't know if I was the one who might've started the checking of the cellphone (I got a text message) but when I noticed the silence I looked up and realized everyone else were also engaged with their cellphones; Blackberry, iPhone, Nokia and the Samsungs. All but the BB are touch-screen phones. Ten years ago, when cellphones were just starting to get popular, they were bulky contraptions that only adults can get their hands on...which they never seem to put it down.

Also back then no 5th graders would have cellphones except those with parents who, for some absurd reasons, think they'd need one. Actually even 5th graders nowadays don't need a cellphone let alone an iPhone. I mean seriously, the only numbers they need to have are the emergency numbers and their parents'. Who else would they need to call, their girlfriend? Wait what? You haven't even hit puberty yet, what are you going to do with a girl? Gross, back to the topic.

Then the cellphones were put on such a healthy diet and went through the Beauty and the Geek makeover that as the years progress smaller, thinner and better looking phones start to pop up from everywhere. And you can even change its appearance what with the availability of many casing designs. You could even have transparent keypads. One day you'd see a person with a black cellphone, the next day his cellphone would be ocean blue. No he didn't get a new phone, he just got new casings.

As the demand changes, so did the phones. That's why we have "computers" in our palm now. An android is basically a laptop, only 12x smaller (when compared to my unreasonably ginormous laptop). Did I mention there are no more keypads now? So there's no need for those transparent keypads anymore.

Ode to advancing technology. Where would we be without you?

Check Your Inbox

Nowadays the world revolves around Facebook...well, sort of. Every single person on this planet that I know has an account, or had one. Even my 7-year-old cousin has an account! When I was her age, all we had was a dinosaur computer with a dial-up connection that makes that static sound while connecting. And we weren't even allowed to be on the computer anytime we want. Oh the good ole' days. It's amazing to see kids nowadays with technologies at the tips of their fingers, literally, with social networking sites such as Facebook connecting people around the world, even those who live closeby. And I really mean closeby, as in right in the next room of one another.

I see feeds on my homepage where a person comments on one of their friend's wall saying "check your inbox." What's the point of telling them to check their inbox? I mean, they have eyes, I'm sure they can see those little numbers in a tiny red square thingy on top of the icons that represents Friend Requests, Messages and Notifications. Seriously, what is the point? If it's a private matter, why make it public by telling that person to check their inbox? Or maybe you just want to attract people's attention to conversations you had with that person? I don't think people actually care, I know I don't. I just think it's super annoying when I see wall posts that says "check your inbox." To tell them to check their email is fine because maybe for some Godforsaken reason they check their Facebook account more than they check their email. Even though it should really be the other way around.

Oh and another thing, if you live literally right next to each other, or is right next to each other when you wrote that comment, why even bother writing that person a message? Why not just get up off your lazy ass and talk like any normal human being? It's not like you're some top secret agent planning an assassination, in which case you wouldn't discuss in Facebook inbox.

Maybe you're just bitching about a person who's in the same room.

It Is A Pain To Swallow

Have any of you had sore throat so bad that even swallowing your own saliva is bloody agony? Not only swallowing is a pain, but coughing and yawning also triggers the ache. If yes, then I know how it feels because that's what I'm going through right now. If no, then lucky you, bastards.

After surveying a few resources, whether it's reliable or not is not the concern, I've found out that smoking, viral infection or swollen glands may be the cause of the problem, among others. At first I thought it might've been swollen glands but I've had swollen glands before and it didn't hurt to swallow, just uncomfortable. That leaves smoking and viral infection. Well I went to the doctors and they gave me Erythromycin ES 400mg as antibiotics for the viral infection and instructed me to take it twice daily and to finish the course. Which I completed (finally) a couple of minutes ago...after enduring the pain of having to eat breakfast just so I can take the antibiotics. I had to somehow control my swallowing to reduce the pain, I'm pretty sure I looked like a cat choking on a fishbone. And if it isn't the viral infection that causes my sore throat, then that leaves smoking. Let's not talk about that.

I read somewhere that a sore throat lasts between 5-7 days. If it were to last longer than that, then I should see a doctor and run some tests. Sounds scary. So far mine has been 5 days. The third day I had it, I had a fever of 38.5C/101.3F during which unlike the extremely high temperature for a human, I actually felt so cold that my fingers were pale purple and numb. This sore throat has caused me so much misery that I don't think I can bear it any longer if it does not go away within the next 48 hours.

Will There Be A Day Where People Cease to Ruin It?

Imagine this, you've had a bad day because of a sore throat. But then your peers makes up for it by taking you out on an early dinner and the day seemed infinitely better than when it had started. However, inevitably there's that one incident right after the jolly good time a comment from a stranger ruins the rightfully earned good day into a thunderous storm system. You can't tell your peers what had just happened and why you became moody all of the sudden because a) you don't know how to explain it and b) you don't want to ruin the delicacy of their jolly day.

Anyway, back to the stranger. She was a cashier at a convenient store where I'd purchase a box of natural hair bleach. I went up to the cash register to pay for the item when the plump and significantly older lady (probably by two decades) made a rude comment about my purchase in relations to me. There was a younger lady by her side, also a worker there. I guess the cashier was talking to her colleague when she'd said the rude comment in an obscure way that I thought she was trying to hide what she was saying. Lady, I know I can't speak your language properly but I can understand it perfectly well. And what do you care what people buy from your store? If that's your attitude, then fine, I've no problem of not returning to your store ever again. And if, God forbid, the details of you or the store you work in shall somehow get out there, I wish you good luck with life.

But no worries, I'm no devil's child. I'd do no such thing to ruin a "perfectly nice middle-aged woman" nor her career. Bitch.