geez, ENOUGH already, okay?

i was blog-hopping earlier, and i came across a blog where i found out that the supporters of the Dynamitez of SMK DJ were hurling rude remarks and demoralising insults at the Stunners All-girls of Sri KDU. 

during. the Stunners'. routine.

i mean, COME ON. i can totally relate to why the Stunners are so upset. i come from a private school too and i know how students from government schools look at us. and in our defence, i know SO MANY people from GOVERNMENT schools who play the part of the altruistic "spoiled brat" (as you people so eloquently phrase it) so much better than we do. let's get one thing straight here people. WE of THIS GENERATION are EQUAL. it DOESNT MATTER what TYPE of SCHOOLS we come from, what our FINANCIAL BACKGROUNDS might be like, we are all fucking EQUAL. 

you know why?

let me educate you.

this is because ..

our ATTITUDES do NOT DEPEND on WHERE we got to SCHOOL.

our ATTITUDES depend on the PEOPLE we GREW UP around.

our ATTITUDES depend on WHO our FRIENDS are.

our ATTITUDES depend on how MATURE we are.

our ATTITUDES depend on how SMART we are.

NOT

how RICH we are.

who DRIVES us around.

WHAT DRIVES us around.

how we SHOP.

where we GO ON HOLIDAY.

and FYI, not ALL students of private schools are rich, as you think they are. i'm most certainly not. so please, DO NOT assume. to go to private school does not mean you HAVE to be rich. it simply means you have the money to get by comfortably. there IS a difference between that and being rich. you see, there's 

COMFORTABLE

and there's 

RICH

see?

and being RICH is not a crime. i know rich people who are the nicest people in the world. many of them are actually. those who do not flaunt what they have. the humble ones. and i'm more than sure that they are students with more-than-steady financial backing at SMK DJ. so please, do not judge. you come from a reputable and admired school. yes, SMK DJ is ADMIRED by even PRIVATE SCHOOL STUDENTS. students like me. yes, i DO admire your school. the students. the accomplishments. truly, i do.

then you guys go and say things like that about the Stunners? 

i must say. i have a little less respect for you now.

hi :)

well i wont say for sure that i have in fact found my passion for blogging again, but i thought maybe i'd give it a shot again. try to uhh, rekindle the flame. so to speak. so yeah, nothing much has been going lately besides the fact that everyone's kinda shivering in their panties in apprehension as to whether or not they'll be chosen for NS. this is inclusive of, well, me. of course. the final list was SUPPOSED to be out today but you know, you never know.

now let's take a short HAPPY SLIP break, shall we? hehe. brb :) 

back! omg happy slip is the FUNNIEST ever! go check it out at www.youtube.com/happyslip. okay, i digress :) so back to what i was talking about, many people at school have gotten NS so far and really, i wish them the best best BEST of luck and also the best of CAMPS. lol. i hear the sabah/sarawak camps are AWESOME in comparison to the ones here. 

you know, i've been thinking lately, about what makes me tick. what drives me to make decisions, what prompts me to say the right or wrong things, what gets me so wound up that i could actually tear an actual cow in half with my bare hands, what makes me sad or just plain WHAT GETS ME OUTTA BED EVERY MORNING???

so i thought to myself, 'huh, interesting thought." so i thought somemore.

1. i make a decision when i see my life before me as a busy junction in malaysia. where-to-go? which route? oh shit! big truck! WHO'S HOOTING!? mother****** dunno how to drive is it??!

2. usually i say ALL the wrong things when i'm uspet. i'm creature of impulse. i dont THINK, i just word vomit.

3. when i DO say the right things, which i'd like to think i do quite often, i say them because i look at things through the eyes of whoever i'm saying them to. what would they WANT to hear not putting aside the truth? how would they feel if i said that? what would make them feel like they've actually gotten somewhere with that conversation? i confess, the usage of white lies are not alien to me. but to me, they can only be used when it's absolutely critical. to give the other party a little boost of confidence.

4. if i were to list all the things that get me wound up or P.O.-ed as we call it, i'd be here...in my room....staring at the screen....brain turned to unmitigated mush...typing and typing...till christmas '10. SO. looooooooooooooooooong story short. one thing that pisses me off is how people nowadays think they can buy love with money. just like that. ka-chinggg! here's your love! would you like fries with that, sir? i mean, HELLO! GET REAL! it's SAD and eminently demoralising. but it's happening. and guys, i dont mean to totally kill your game, but it's usually you. remember people, platinum aint love.

5. it makes me sad when i hear of child abuse, animal abuse, wars, world war 28 in families..those sorta things. it makes me sad also when people dont trust you the way they should. or the way you think they did. makes you feel like a fool, really. doesnt make you trust them any less though. whether that's a good or bad thing remains a mystery to me.

and lastly,

6. GOD gets me outta bed every morning. the very core of my being. the reason my foundation can never be shaken. it's Him who tells me that everything's okay when i go to sleep at night. and Him who says, "Wake up! it's a sunny day!" (okay maybe that's just caitliyne, but figuratively, yeah totally Him) even when the heavens are pouring outside. my family gets me outta bed every day. the thought every morning of getting up, getting ready for school, going downstairs and seeing the kids brings me joy beyond anything i could ever imagine. *whispers* and these arent even MY kids! but yeah, my family. my friends get me outta bed every day. the laughing and jubilant, ecstatic smiles. the deep, thoughtful conversations. the sharing of secrets. the occassional Gossip Girl episodes. bitch fights. the warm hugs and linking of arms. the way us girls laugh with our eyes, across the classroom. the comfort and the feeling of, "hey, you know, this feels like home.." when you're miles away from your doorstep. gotta love it.

till next time.