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14 feb 2010
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insomnia for the time

ive noticed
for quite a while, actually
that my entries are always either real happy or real sad/emotional
but blog entries (well in my case anyways)
are about expressing
esp expressing of emotions
and those are valid, bloggable emotions
so just for once
i thought id put in a neutral thought or two

when i was in boarding school
it used to always be the same
the likes of ustazahs/wardens/female teachers gave the same old advice
that when you partake in any manner of frivolity with your boyfriend
no matter how small (and trust me, in boarding schools limitations usually meant very small manners of frivolity)
it will only fail you in the end
because despite what you think
he will someday leave your dirty, impure self (even if the most impure thing you did was sit next to each other in class) and find himself a good, pious wife.

btw this isnt personal
and im not referring to myself being the female protagonist of said example (you figure out why not haha)

but anyways
says who?
why wouldnt impure girl of obviously reasonable intellect
leave that guy and finds herself a good ass husband?
why can't she make a reasonable choice
and have the same options as that 'no-gooder' boyfriend
and reflexively, why would a good, god-fearing woman want to marry a soab like that anyhow?
why is it that everyone thinks that everything is the girl's fault?

omg i just got totally distracted looking at/for a camera on ebay. oops.

anyhoo
it all was endearing and made all manners of naivete fear of their future prospects
but lets face facts
those comments were nothing less than a put-down to equality.
it just struck me just now.
how useless.

volleyball today was the funnest and i have to admit that even if i come out with bruises galore tommorow morning,
i wont regret it.

btw, i just remembered what day it is
chuckles, chuckles.
so, so many years. haih.

today was also about having conversations on various levels.
1s, 2s and 3s.
exes
old, old friends
and friends with intentions
and people one their own has subjected my life to part of theirs.
they are a paragraph in my life, as i am in theirs.
and perhaps, like today,
those paragraphs continue itself
cool bukan?

i refuse, refuse, refuse.
and perhaps someday i will be strong enough to turn back.
and turn my back to.
whichever way.












so, what say you?
vague monotony, or emotions.
have your say.