Waiting for the light

It's dark
The world's asleep
I can hear the silence

I lie awake
Count the minutes
Clock's chiming in the distance

Floorboards creak
Furniture "pops"
The heater is a nuisance

Fearing
Then reassuring
It's just a matter of patience

Everyone's waking
The earth's rotating
Sun's here in all its brilliance

I've won this fight
But gotta rest for tonight
I'll yet be waiting for the light

Huffing and puffing

Today was a beautiful day - a breathe of fresh air (literally). Usually, the weather around this time of the year is wet or dreary or chilly or wet or dreary or chilly. But today was perfect. A sunny day, clear blue skies, a cool breeze - exhilarating. I took a deep breathe to fill my lungs with the freshness in the air. Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Cough cough cough!!!!

I turned to my left in disgust to find the culprit of my irritation - a 30-something year old female having a cigarette. Why anyone would find the need to be smoking on such a beautiful day is beyond practical reason, but to stand in the direction of the blowing breeze and thereby, cheat others next to her of their beautiful day is a worse sin. I stared at her, angrily. For a sudden, I felt most Harry-Potterish, as her cigarette proceeded to fall out of her hands and onto the dirty mud in front of her. "Serves her right", I thought to myself.

Without so much as a flinch, she calmly bent down, picked it right up and put it back in her mouth. And that's when it hit me - why smoker's smoke. They'll just about put any filth into their mouth.

Die smokers. Die.

(o)(o)

It's so much easier to write when I'm in a bad mood. Here's what caused it.


Apparently, Americans find this picture offensive.

Seriously. I actually need a few moments here to get myself together before I can continue writing. What the fuck is wrong with these people???

Here are some reactions, just to give you an idea.

"I was SHOCKED to see a giant breast on the cover of your magazine," one person wrote.
"I immediately turned the magazine face down," wrote another.
"Gross," said a third.

Gross??? What in the world is gross about it? It's a picture of a cute little baby breastfeeding. Why is that offensive? Why? Why? Why?

One mother who didn't like the cover explains she was concerned about her 13-year-old son seeing it. "I shredded it," said Gayle Ash, of Belton, Texas, in a telephone interview. "A breast is a breast — it's a sexual thing. He didn't need to see that."

First of all, lady, if you think you're 13 year old son hasn't seen a breast before, you are not naive, but plain stupid. Secondly, wouldn't you rather that your son see this picture and start associating breasts with something sacred and pure like feeding and nourishing babies, as opposed to the only other image out there that breasts are something that men whip out their dicks to jerk off at????

If you read the stories, there are many, that range from a woman being asked to get off a plane for nursing her baby to a woman being reprimanded in a food court for feeding her baby and asked to feed her baby in the bathroom instead, as it was offending people.

That's real nice. A poor baby can't be fed mother's milk at the food court while we stuff our fucking offensive mouths with fat-laden burgers. Classic American attitude.

Breastfeeding is highly offensive, while this is completely acceptable???


Bloody hypocrites.

I've got femail.

I've always wondered of what use hi5 would ever be of to me and today, it played its part.

For the first time in my entire life, or at least that I'm aware of, I got hit on by a chick.

I've never been this flattered EVER. Not by any of the compliments or 'hit ons' that I've gotten from guys. They haven't even come close!

I can't reveal the entire contents of the message but let's just say she thinks I'm pretty and wants to do some rather interesting stuff with me the next time she's down in the Middle East.

Of course, her being a pretty hot latino chick helps the whole blushy 'n' gushy feeling. Daymn.

Too bad I don't swing both ways.

Or do I?

I can't change my past. I can influence the future. But for that, I need to be able to choose a freaking present!

I first heard this sweet little rhyme from my dad:

The past is history
The future's a mystery
Today is a gift
That's why it's called the present

But no, this post isn't about poetry or tenses. I have a serious problem. (Well, what's new, eh?)

It's that time of the year again. I don't celebrate Christmas (or even New Year's for that matter) but the Ghost of Christmas Gifts seems to have possessed me.

As is common knowledge, I can count the number of close girl friends I have on one hand. (3 fingers, to be precise.) So obviously, the 100 odd (and I use this word oh-so-lightly here) remaining friends are all guys. (Go ahead, i'll say it with you. Ho ho ho, Merry Christmas!) I don't have the fortune (or misfortune) of having any eunuchs as friends. Unless, of course, he\she (no pun intended) is doing a good job of hiding it; which, by the way, IS how I know all my friends - with their clothes on. Where WAS I again??!

Yes. Gifts. It is SO hard to find a reasonably priced gift that a man will truly appreciate. If you're buying for your lover (or the married man whose mistress you are), you can just buy yourself some sexy lingerie and it substitutes as a gift for the both of you. But to shop for a gift for other men??? Diffi.. nay.. impossible!

Don't get me wrong. I don't think guys are fussy about what they're gifted. I think most guys are glad about the fact that at least some girl, other than their mom, thinks they're worth spending some money on. But you can't get a guy something he really wants and likes without burning a hole in your pocket.

Once again, I'm not saying that guys are hard to please. In fact, it's our gender that has that reputation. I don't know how true that is either. I'm rather very very easy to please EXCEPT if I have sufficient evidence to believe that the 'gifter' concerned is loaded. (And by sufficient evidence, I mean my gut telling me, "He looks like a rich guy!") That's when I believe "sentimental and thoughtful" just don't cut it. But serious rich-guy talk aside, I'm 22 and I still love receiving soft toys as gifts. Same goes for artificial jewelry (some of which, I must admit, look better than the real stuff), cute looking stationery, cartoon merchandise or even hand-made cards, most of which can be bought under 20 bucks. Add another 20 bucks to it, and you've got yourself a whole year's supply of gifts for me. And I'll be thinking the world of you all year round. Marvelous, right? Thanks to Hallmark and Carlton and the female sex being the mushy type, most guys have it pretty easy.

However, is there anything you can get a guy for 20 bucks, or even 40, that he will want or even like? I don't mean to say that guys are ungrateful for the gifts we do get them, nor will they ask for the receipt to exchange it at the store; they just smile, say thanks, and put it away in a box somewhere till the next men-only garage sale. (I'm so sure they have these!) But there are just no I'm-on-a-student-budget gifts available to give guys.

I can gift books to my few book-reader type friends. But what about the rest? Guys like cars ('all the way to Mars and back' way over budget), gadgets and other technical gizmo (too complicated for me to understand and pricey too; plus if he wanted something, he'd probably already gotten it anyway), and girls. (I refuse to start playing pimpstress. It's just Christmas, not a winning Powerball ticket, for Christ's sake!)

So guys, please tell me, what exactly do guys appreciate as gifts, that doesn't cost me my kidney and won't end up in the designated men-only garage sale cardboard boxes? (In spite of how this entire post may sound, this is a genuine cry for help, "Help!"