This is a rant blog, so I will rant as I please.
I will rant about matters I know I cannot change even after trying so hard, I just want someone to listen and acknowledge it instead of giving me too-smart replies.
I will rant about having no newspapers to read during the weekdays.
I will rant about how much it doesn't make sense that Shah Rukh Han received Datukship.
I will complain about how much my handphone alarm annoys the crap outta me in the morning, because then, I have to drag my sorry ass into the eerily empty showers stalls.
Or that I sometimes miss having friends giving me five minute notice before picking me up for a random outing.
I will rant about the plunging Plurk's karma points and that I feel the initial enthusiasm draining away silently and slowly each day I'm separated with a computer.
Don't get me started on the canteen food, my new english teacher - Miss Elizabeth, the bahasa malaysia subject that's forced upon me, the ever constant rain that wets my feet but also lets me show off my umbrella, or how I always oversleep and miss meals, and that I feel KitKats are overpriced or how upset I am that Oreos are banned because of China's milk crisis because it's late, my feet hurt from shopping and I want my sleep.
And also because I realised as much as I complain, I love/hate my college and ulululand. (This is admitted with much unbashness.) Lets face it, it was this situation that I'd become the person that I am now.
Realiable and a companion.
It's like a dual dynamic package.
You can't have strength without weakness.
You can't have light without dark.
And you certainly can't have love without loss.
Jodi Piccoult
You can't have strength without weakness.
You can't have light without dark.
And you certainly can't have love without loss.
Jodi Piccoult
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