i guess

i haven't really done much elaborating on life so far, but everytime i try, no words i find are ever appropriate enough.

but i guess a string of sentences can be kept as knick knacks on your imaginary literary wall; i think the dobby service is disgusting, the hostel is too damn far, it always rains when i wash my clothes, it is too hot in the afternoons, i always feel like people are staring at me for all the wrong reasons, classes are very good sleep-inducers.

yes i realize they are all complaints.

have another: why do people bother with two days of makan makan at a single location? yes, the akad nikah takes like, half an hour, then you eat and then you socialise together as man and wife. i do not see the need to do it twice, honestly. don't get me wrong, i think weddings are lovely, a start to a hopefully blessed married life, but DEAR GOD, WHY. isn't there more to a union of two souls than exchanging gifts (that you can ever really confirm that the other one is going to like, anyway. chocolates, okay. fruits, okay. but perfume??) and inviting the same people to the same kenduri, to repeat the same routine of the day before? and while i'm on the subject, why would anyone have a kenduri to celebrate someone bertunang? what happened to the good old days when the guy would come to the girl's house, with every hope of her hand in marriage, but with every humility that he could be rejected.

and why why why would you ever assign someone to put rice on other people's plates? i think most people have full funcionality of both their hands. it's bad enough that the person would put much too much on your plate, and then make a snippy comment on how little you're eating? GIVE ME SOME PERSONAL SPACE, sheesh. doesn't anyone respect that anymore?





apologies, i don't know what my point is.

ps- i think my computer has been eaten by a virus or something. it's godawful slow.