Run
Just yesterday while trying to grab some 40 winks before work, a handphone blared out an annoyingly loud "Big Girls Don't Cry". Just my luck it was for the girl who was sitting beside me who immediately rummaged through her oversized tote bag to find her handphone and answer the call.
"OH MY GAWD ARE YOU LIKE, FUCKING SERIOUSSS?"
Yeah, is she fucking serious, talking so loud on a quiet morning bus where most people were on their way to work / school?
"...HAHAHAHHAHAHA NO WAAAY!"
No way is this happening on a morning where I only got 3 measly hours of sleep! Wah terok ah like this.
"...HAHA OHMYGAWD YOU ARE SUCH A DESPERATE BIMBO BUT WHATEVV MAN, I SUPPORT YOU ALL THE WAY. Eh I gotta go already, I'm reaching the school bustop see you soon k!"
Which just hit so fucking close to home.
What an age we're living in, huh, to be able to use insults and yet flatter a friend that way? By no means am I advocating coarse language but somehow in a warped way it feels so much easier paying compliments to a friend by inserting a derogatory term in the sentence as well.
"Not bad bitch, this dress doesn't make you look pregnant!" - I overheard this in a shop in Bugis which was met with peals of laughter and a "OMG thanks!"
I suppose when this happens too often, people tend to overstep the boundary. They shoot things straight off without thinking that in usual circumstances, that could hurt a lot. Almost everything goes anyway, vulgarities can be used when praising a person so really, what is the point in practising the age-old "Think Before You Speak"?
I myself am guilty of being loud, brash and strongly opinionated most of the times and though I do my utmost to consider my thoughts before saying them out loud most of the time, I most probably fail miserably the rest of the time (which is quite a lot, hurhur).
I've never been a person to wear her heart on her sleeve and in addition to that, I'm not one for straightforward and true apologies (much less public) but some people are worth abandoning your pride for, well at least some moments.
I know I'm awfully reckless, I say things I shouldn't and as a result my careless attitude and my ill-timed comment upset you immensely. I know I can say that I never meant a bit of it and in my defense, also point out to you that it is rather petty for you to bring that up 4 days after it took place. Frankly, I don't care for that, not one bit, because ultimately, the fault was mine - I should have known better than to spout something so trivial yet so major. The littlest things are the ones that matter after all.
I'm sorry.
Turn the clock to zero, sister
You'll never know how much I missed her
Starting up a brand new day
-
In case I slip into pre-A level results feeling of supreme horror-induced coma or my subconscious drives me to cross a busy junction at a red light or anything equally moronic (yet tragic okayyyy!) I did miss you lah, no sort-ofs, no acronyms lol.
It strikes me most strongly when the mamat appears and you're not there to pop up within minutes. I swear it's like you've got a totally acute sixth sense or maybe a cooler way to say it would be you're like Matt Parkman duuuuude.
Some things are better let out than in and if it's just kept inside, it'll be a gross waste of human emotion anyway.
I'll take my chances at sounding highly emogay, heck I probably already ruined whatever tough-chick rep I tried to cultivate but whatevs, I'm one happy bugger with one hell of a load off her back now.
"OH MY GAWD ARE YOU LIKE, FUCKING SERIOUSSS?"
Yeah, is she fucking serious, talking so loud on a quiet morning bus where most people were on their way to work / school?
"...HAHAHAHHAHAHA NO WAAAY!"
No way is this happening on a morning where I only got 3 measly hours of sleep! Wah terok ah like this.
"...HAHA OHMYGAWD YOU ARE SUCH A DESPERATE BIMBO BUT WHATEVV MAN, I SUPPORT YOU ALL THE WAY. Eh I gotta go already, I'm reaching the school bustop see you soon k!"
Which just hit so fucking close to home.
What an age we're living in, huh, to be able to use insults and yet flatter a friend that way? By no means am I advocating coarse language but somehow in a warped way it feels so much easier paying compliments to a friend by inserting a derogatory term in the sentence as well.
"Not bad bitch, this dress doesn't make you look pregnant!" - I overheard this in a shop in Bugis which was met with peals of laughter and a "OMG thanks!"
I suppose when this happens too often, people tend to overstep the boundary. They shoot things straight off without thinking that in usual circumstances, that could hurt a lot. Almost everything goes anyway, vulgarities can be used when praising a person so really, what is the point in practising the age-old "Think Before You Speak"?
I myself am guilty of being loud, brash and strongly opinionated most of the times and though I do my utmost to consider my thoughts before saying them out loud most of the time, I most probably fail miserably the rest of the time (which is quite a lot, hurhur).
I've never been a person to wear her heart on her sleeve and in addition to that, I'm not one for straightforward and true apologies (much less public) but some people are worth abandoning your pride for, well at least some moments.
I know I'm awfully reckless, I say things I shouldn't and as a result my careless attitude and my ill-timed comment upset you immensely. I know I can say that I never meant a bit of it and in my defense, also point out to you that it is rather petty for you to bring that up 4 days after it took place. Frankly, I don't care for that, not one bit, because ultimately, the fault was mine - I should have known better than to spout something so trivial yet so major. The littlest things are the ones that matter after all.
I'm sorry.
Turn the clock to zero, sister
You'll never know how much I missed her
Starting up a brand new day
-
In case I slip into pre-A level results feeling of supreme horror-induced coma or my subconscious drives me to cross a busy junction at a red light or anything equally moronic (yet tragic okayyyy!) I did miss you lah, no sort-ofs, no acronyms lol.
It strikes me most strongly when the mamat appears and you're not there to pop up within minutes. I swear it's like you've got a totally acute sixth sense or maybe a cooler way to say it would be you're like Matt Parkman duuuuude.
Some things are better let out than in and if it's just kept inside, it'll be a gross waste of human emotion anyway.
I'll take my chances at sounding highly emogay, heck I probably already ruined whatever tough-chick rep I tried to cultivate but whatevs, I'm one happy bugger with one hell of a load off her back now.
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