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    Monday, August 21, 2006

    If I get a penny for everytime I think, I'd be rich by now. Well, everyone would be. But that's besides the point. Well actually, I don't know what the point is. I figured that I would have something quite important to be said here but now that I'm already here, I have no idea what I was going to say.

    Ahhh. Okay I think i finally got it.

    You know how they say you can't please everyone? Of course that stands true. But I've also always been a firm believer that you can't please everyone, not all at the same time, which is to say, you can certainly please a few people but in the course of doing so, others will surely not be pleased. Ohhh you get the drift.

    I found it exceptionally hard to please anyone today. Whatever it is that you do, say, eat or wear, you will always be under the scrutiny of society. I've never been the one to give a rat's arse what the society's impression of me is like but today just had me till *here*. It's bad enough that I had people - who have no business whatsoever to take interest in my choice of wardrobe- going, "is it hari raya/ racial harmony day today?", someone had to rub it in and say that I look like makcik-makcik. Why? Just because I decided to put on a baju kurung to work. -_-

    What, don't tell me baju kurung can only be worn on special occasions?

    I think if people are less interested in what I wear to work, the place would be a much more conducive learning environment. I mean if you don't like it, just keep it to yourself lah. I'm not taking it personally (although I think it pretty much seems that way) but you know, at least I bothered putting something on.

    hai. pakai skirt pendek salah, pakai jeans hipster salah, pakai baju kurung pun salah. Kalau tak pakai apa-apa, macam mana agaknya eh? hur hur hur hur.


    Kwinella @ 8:22 PM!