hear, hear

visiting the career fair was my idea of helping me choose the right course for university. I walked out of it feeling more confused, with more options to choose from. do you know I can actually be a baker if I want to? or a ticketing officer. and that attending a university in Sweden is very, very affordable? (that is, you must know where Sweden is.) (and I don't.)

and it just became more irritating from there. met Rizan for awhile after that and I decided to come home early because suddenly I'm finding everything confusing and frustrating. I can't grasp what people are trying to say. I'm not interested. my chocolate cookies have helped as much as they should. 100g later and I'm less disturbed, though I sense my bouts of agitation coming back awfully soon.

so why do you still love me?

next Wednesday is International Women's Day. like I always say, let's make this more than just about time spent bra-burning and swearing off all men. if I have never always said that, then I should start doing so right now. heheh. I was thinking of having a get-together with some friends, but I'm not sure if anyone will bother to even celebrate. well we have to start somewhere if we want the world to hear what we have to say, and unlike other situations this cannot be accomplished through cute pouts or seductive actions (because that would work on the average husband or boyfriend when it comes to shopping and don't you deny that).

oh ladies, let's meet up and discuss openly about honour killing in Pakistan and why Singapore still has yet to appoint a full woman cabinet minister, because somewhere out there something is telling me that could be a good start in getting others to pay attention, then understand our point, and hopefully make a difference eventually.